Jillian nodded in agreement with Catrina's assessment. "I wouldn't put anything past the colonel... You and I gotta watch out for one another, Cat, we're damn near two of a kind on this base." With that she broke into a smile, and Catrina would hear a much more energetic voice on the other side of the terminal when the redhead spoke again. "Now c'mon! Lulu will be upset if we're away for too long and she can't play." with that, she flicked her terminal over to public. "'kay then. Jillian Ashfeld in Dom 01! Deploying!" With that her Dom fired up and blasted out into the desert, following hot on the heels of Dom 03, the one piloted by the eerie black haired man.<br/><br/>.................................<br/><br/>It turned out that, while the sand wasn't going to try and make any moves during Sam's dutiful watch, somebody else was. Explosions erupted out of nowhere, as three Zeon forces came rushing over the hills. Isabel awoke with a jolt, scrambling to shut her cockpit hatch almost immediately and get into position. "What was that? What's going on?"<br/><br/>She sounded anxious this time, that was a new sound for her. Then again, considering that a pair of exploding grenades had been her alarm clock, who could really blame her?<br/>...........................<br/><br/>"Wow, they're actually out here, who knew?"<br/><br/>Jillian might have been blown away by the fact that the black haired man was able to target the location of the Gundams with almost surgical precision, but she hardly knew the same tricks to the trade that he knew. He learned a lot about identifying an enemy's patrol pattern, and breaking into their radio signals, during his time growing up.