<strong>Location</strong>: ADAMS Headquarters (First Haven, Watcher’s Island). Central Command - Administration<br/><strong>Date</strong>: 5 January 2099. Monday<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Afternoon<br/><strong>Who</strong>: Luke Collins<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Seems like all the pilots want to pilot Penny these days," Luke said, laughing. She said she wasn't eager, but it was evidently on her mind.<br/><br/>The elevator doors opened and Luke led Julie down the hallway, toward another lift that would take them to the pilot barracks. No time like the present to get Julie acquainted with her new surroundings, as well as hand her off to a pilot so that Luke could get back to his work. It was a shame he had to go, he was actually enjoying conversing with her. She lacked the glaring courtesy defects of many of the pilots.<br/><br/>"All new pilots will be tested for their synchronization capabilities with all the units, including Penemue. If Metatron and the R&D folks think you're good, you're good. They haven't gotten it down to a formula yet, but don't be too disappointed if you can't sync with Penny. He's picky.<br/><br/>"Still, I know some pilots who failed their initial tests with Penemue, only to pilot him later when they found the right co-pilot. So who knows, things could change down the road depending on your combat allocations," he said as they arrived at the second lift. He summoned a carriage and ushered Julie inside. "Do you have a preference for any piloting roles?"