<div class="floatleft">(https://myanimelist.net/images/characters/4/34461.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lt Maxine "Max" Cosinara<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Phade<br/><strong>Date:</strong><em>Flashback</em>01 March 2032<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Moon Base Aluce Hangar/Officers Mess<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lt Cdr Zilkin Kaverosky<br/><hr/><br/>Max watched Zil's expression.  She could see the look in his eyes, the gears turning behind him eyes.  She had just given him a challenge.  It wasn't as if Max was expecting him to accept.  She knew he would calculate the chances of success with his level of fatigue.  It wasn't like Zil to simply jump, that was Max's arena.  It was the aspect that had always seemed to serve as a balance between them and their constant rivalry.  They almost always wanted to reach the same outcome, it was how they reached that level that they differed.<br/><br/>The nod was a sign.  She wasn't sure what he had concluded, but the conclusion had been reached.  Then the laugh came.  The way it came out it almost sounded as if Zil felt that she didn't think he was up to a challenge.  To be fair, Max hadn't considered her suggestion that he might be too tired to stay up much longer as a challenge, even if he had suggested they go back to his apartment.  But his question only served to up the ante again.  It was a curious game of poker they liked to play, and Max had never tired of the the game,  no matter where things went.<br/><br/>As she considered his question, she couldn't honestly come up with an instance where, false ribbing and sarcasm aside, Zil hadn't satisfied whatever challenge they partook in.  She couldn't help but laugh visibly as she came to an answer.<br/><br/>"Shin, somehow I think you would find yourself incapable of not performing to whatever standard was set with me around simply to keep from hearing me make fun of you giving up!"  She couldn't help but poke him.  He was trying.  He'd always had trouble in social situations for as long as she'd known him, but for some reason with her it was much easier and she liked it.  It didn't stop her from giving him feigned grief on occasion though.<br/><br/>Gathering up the pad she'd been reading, she stood.  "I think a real coffee would be nice.  You always did keep the nice stuff for yourself."  She said with a smile, her eyes under her glasses barely able to keep themselves from the man before her.