Isabel would not say anything through the entire meeting, and she would simply nod at her CO's request and file out of the room once she had her orders. Since there were no other priorities in her life at the moment, other then simply waging war, she made almost a direct line for the location of her Gundam, where she insisted that she wanted to mount up in order to get a proper feel for the unit, as well as make sure her sniper rifle was working correctly. Will was right, Isabel could be<em>very</em>particular about her sniper rifle, her lifeline, her weapon.<br/><br/>She had the team set up a bootleg firing test using old zaku heads, and after a few shots she had to admit that even Isabel was impressed. This Gundam's targeting system made firing at a distance<em>to</em>easy. After a few practice rounds where she had to aim it manually, Isabel was content, and she spent the rest of the time simply familiarizing herself with the Gundam's controls.<br/>"My unit... My Gundam."<br/><br/>GMs were mass produced units, they had been used countless times before by countless soldiers. This unit though, this Gundam, was hers.