Jillian's eyes hardened as his voice came out of the loudspeaker, communicating with her on a wide open channel. Of course her attack had managed to deal rather massive damage to the Gundam's arm, for that she was incredibly proud, but the crack in her axe got worse, to the point where the damn thing was actually leaking plasma from it's small battery in the handle. Why was he doing this? Walking those circles around him, knowing that with her next attack, her axe would shatter like glass against his frame. Was he patronizing her? That had to be the only option... Either that or he didn't know how bad off Jillian actually was in terms of weaponry, and considering the fact that her Zaku was a 'glass cannon' of sorts, it wouldn't take more then a stray explosion or two to cripple it.<br/><br/>Hell, just from that weapons clash earlier alone her unit's left hand was pretty messed up. Still, she simply flicked up the comm, the pink eye of her Zaku could be seen tracing the Gundam whenever it entered her field of vision. "Shut up. What gives you the right to patronize me like that, huh?"<br/><br/>She sounded pretty anger, obviously assuming the former answer rather then the more common sense latter. Then again, when she had her blood pumping and she was angry, Jillian wasn't exactly world renowned for her deep thinking or common sense.<br/><br/>After a few moments though, she cracked a smile and spoke in a lighter tone.<br/>"Looks like your friends are running away though, feddie, so you'll just have to try and bring me down another day."<br/><br/>To think, she had done battle with a Gundam and survived... No, even better, she forced a stalemate with the thing! The only other pilots in all of the Zeon Military that could claim such a feat were Catrina, the girl just a few feet away who ALSO battled a Gundam to their nuts and bolts, and the legendary red comet himself. She'd have to pull back now, in order to get repairs and new armaments, but first, a few last words to her adversary.<br/>"Gotta admit that our little scrap was kinda fun though... We'll settle the score next time, Gundam 03. Try to make sure that no other Zeon pilots are able to take you down before me, you got that?"<br/><br/>(Jillian's identification of Sam's Gundam is banking on them having their numbers painted on the frames, like they are with the Gundam Mk IIs at the beginning of Zeta)<br/><br/>..............................................................................<br/><br/>Isabel was in a state of shock, having been just moments away from taking a heat hawk to her power battery were it not for that support truck's timely aid. As soon as she no longer had to take on two enemies at once, she absolutely lit up the Gouf with it's machine gun before her clip was empty. Despite her being a cool and calculated sniper most of the time, Isabel was disturbingly resourceful when backed into a corner, and she was most certainly in a corner right now.<br/><br/>She grabbed the Gouf by it's wrist, actually stealing it's plasma sword and taking it as her own before plunging it right into the Gouf's cockpit.<br/><br/>Seeing the Gouf explode in front of her, Isabel let go of her baited breath and looked at her hands, which were shaking like leaves. She... she had failed? She needed to be rescued? She could have died, no... WOULD have died... but, this was all that she had? Fighting was her life, and she wasn't up to par... What did that mean? Was Isabel's entire life worth nothing? All those years of training, a childhood lost to gorilla warfare and combat, teenage years lost to military training and diligent studying, adult years lost in service to the federation, and now all that would have come to an end because of her own failure...<br/><br/>She couldn't even hear the orders of her superior officer, shell shocked from what she had just been through, her Gundam seemed almost paralyzed right where it stood.