Jesse's reply to Razzly was a bout of raucous laughter.  "Ah, Razzly, always worrying about the rules.  Don't worry, you won't get into trouble.  As a matter of fact, you are currently piloting my personal mech. If you want proof, I've got the paperwork right here.  The old princess was slotted for disposal, so I bought her.  It's a bit unusual for the government to sell something like this, but I got authorization from above, and used my considerable bonus to pay her off.  Unfortunately, she won't be mine for much longer," Jesse said with a wistful glint in her eyes as she stared out the cockpit, as if this would be her last time doing so.<br/><br/>-------------------------<br/>The soldiers loaded onto a military tran that would take them to the mock battle.  As Helios and the soldiers near him got close to the entrance of the tran, one of the new recruits cracked his knuckles. "Alright, I'm looking forward to getting some action!" he said, full of the youthful enthusiasm only found amongst those not initiated into combat.<br/>-----------------------<br/>After a few minutes, of doing absolutely nothing different, the sleeper finally spoke up. "What do you want,  cat, can't you see I'm trying to take a nap here?" Aside from the fact that he had spoken, he seemed to still be fast asleep, and had not moved a muscle since Tanr had boarded the Tran.<br/>----------------------------<br/>"Sir, all preparations for Operation Birthday are in order!"<br/>Captain Renault turned, a cheerful grin on his face.  "Excellent, and ahead of schedule no less.  Head to your station, we commence the operation in five minutes."<br/>"Aye Aye, captain."<br/>the captain smiled.  "Time to go wrap my present," he muttered to himself as he came to the bridge-elevator.  Once inside, he pushed the button for "hangar access"