It was a damned good thing that no one could see insode Sam's cockpit.  He'd even gone so far as to shut down visual communications, so that no one would see the angry, venomous glances he was throwing towards the Gundam known as Unit Two.<br/><br/>Sam had been all right with the fact that the girl at the helm of that Gundam seemed a bit allof, a bit mysterious.  He was all well and good, since he'd flown with all sorts of weird pilots in his days in Orbital Intercept.  However, this went beyond the pale.  For whatever reason, she'd shut down at a critical moment, leaving Sam and the Boss to fend for themselves, and both he and Samson had to dodge bazooka rounds.  It just didn't add up.  Something was very badly wrong with the sniper, Isabel, and Sam's only conclusion about it was that it presented a danger to the team.<br/><br/>But Isabel wasn't the only one that caught the wrathful eye of Sam Richter.  The Boss's suit caught it's  own share, too.  What the hell did he mean, leaving Sam to face off against those three, all on his own?  Sam could've died!  As a matter of fact, Sam was completely prepared to die, seeing as the Zeke's nearly had the drop on him.  However, that Zeke broad...  she brought the whole thing to a dead-stop.<br/><br/>"Skipper..."  Sam said, as he swallowed his anger, and reported in.  "Approaching the outer perimeter.  Might as well call in, so we don't get our asses shot off."