<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/YpQ13LL.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Amelia Faber<br/><br/><strong>Current Location:</strong>Zeon Earth base<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Zeke Blanke, then alone.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Amelia looked surprised when she was ordered to suit up, due to an attack on a listening post that was about to head out. "A-already!? Er... Right, yes sir! No questions at this time." She moved towards the lockers, shocked to believe that she hadn't even had the time to unpack her bag and she was already going to be hopping into a mobile suit and going out to fight? She shivered gently at the thought, but ended up going through with it nonetheless as she quickly got changed. Thankfully, her normal suit had been issued to her during in-processing, and she had already been assigned a Zaku, so she was ready to head out pretty much upon arrival. As she climbed up and settled into the seat, she ended up muttering softly under her breath. "I guess this is what real war is like..." No time to settle in, no time to get her hand held. She was here to do a job, and she was going to<em>do it</em>.<br/><br/>Still, it did feel strange, foreign even. Still, she took in a deep breath as she went through the all too familiar motions of clicking on her inner-team intercom. According to the in-processing packet, she was going to be part of a 4 man unit. That meant that it was her, Zeke, and two others that she had yet to meet. For a moment she debated clicking on the comm to introduce herself, but she remembered from her training that using the radios was reserved pretty much exclusively for mission planning and essential team communication. As far as she knew, the only introduction she'd need was a brief 'this person is with us', and that would suffice.<br/><br/>So she kept quiet, and simply waited for something to happen.