Jillian was already suited up and heading for the paddocks, since she had yet to actually part ways with the rapid response team that she paired up with upon her first mission here. As she hopped into the Zaku, she flicked open a comm with the leader of the group, Lieutenant Alves. "So Alves, any idea what in the world we're being called out for yet?" The other lieutenant, a man a few years older then Jillian with black hair, simply shook his head. "Not a clue, we're given coordinates and told to go start shooting. That's what the rapid response team does."<br/><br/>Jillian would simply nod, finishing her preparations.<br/>"No long meetings or listening to generals drone on about how time is of the essence, despite being five minutes late to the meeting? Heh... I kinda like this team."<br/>"Glad to have you on board, Ashfeld."<br/><br/>Jillian smiled and turned off her comm, connecting to the tower.<br/>"This is Jillian Ashfeld, requesting authorization to deploy in the Zaku custom!"<br/><em>"Authorization confirmed. Zaku custom heading to combat airspace."<br/><br/>Jillian grinned, turning off all communications in and out before she spoke softly to herself. "This is what the rapid response team does... We get things done..."<br/><br/>With that, the rapid response team was already deployed and heading out towards the coordinates that command had given them.<br/><br/>.................................................<br/><br/>Isabel lined up a few more shots, but after putting down another defender or two, she was quite confident that her allies would be able to take care of the rest without too much opposition. Instead, she started using her scope to scan the horizons for any visual cues of Zeon reinforcements. Flicking on her comm, she spoke in a serious and somewhat cold voice to William, a stark contrast to her somewhat soft voice when the two briefly spoke before. "Estimated ETA on enemy reinforcements?"</em>