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"Hmph."
[The mock battles ensue, and while most of the attention is on the TSFs and their skilled test pilots...a few may notice the presence of an individual who is VERY out of place among the spectators at Yukon Base.
This may be because said individual is a silver-haired female wearing a long, very elaborate black dress with a feather-lined collar, and is sitting on an equally eye-catching garden chair that seems to be made of carved, black marble.]
"Of all the places to be sent to! For a display of combat abilities, this isn't even remotely entertaining..."
[She crosses one leg over the other with a bored look on her face, then slowly turns a half-filled wine glass in one hand while she sighs.]
"Well... I suppose the weather is still to my liking. But, I do wonder how my foolish student can endure being surrounded this way...
Ah~ to think of how much suffering she must be going through at this very moment... perhaps she even managed to wet her bed again."
"...Um...I am right here beside you, Madame. I can also hear what you are saying..."
"...Oh, I seem to have forgotten that. Do keep reminding me periodically. I am supposed to be on my best behavior, after all. Lapses in memory simply will not do."
[Seta takes a deep breath, twitching ever so slightly.]
"...I mean no disrespect; but, in that case...I should also remind you that you are not the only spectator here..."
[And indeed, around the two is a sizable crowd. Most of them are guests from other countries and such who have promptly backed away to create distance between themselves and the pair of weirdos. Who can blame them?]
[The mock battles ensue, and while most of the attention is on the TSFs and their skilled test pilots...a few may notice the presence of an individual who is VERY out of place among the spectators at Yukon Base.
This may be because said individual is a silver-haired female wearing a long, very elaborate black dress with a feather-lined collar, and is sitting on an equally eye-catching garden chair that seems to be made of carved, black marble.]
"Of all the places to be sent to! For a display of combat abilities, this isn't even remotely entertaining..."
[She crosses one leg over the other with a bored look on her face, then slowly turns a half-filled wine glass in one hand while she sighs.]
"Well... I suppose the weather is still to my liking. But, I do wonder how my foolish student can endure being surrounded this way...
Ah~ to think of how much suffering she must be going through at this very moment... perhaps she even managed to wet her bed again."
"...Um...I am right here beside you, Madame. I can also hear what you are saying..."
"...Oh, I seem to have forgotten that. Do keep reminding me periodically. I am supposed to be on my best behavior, after all. Lapses in memory simply will not do."
[Seta takes a deep breath, twitching ever so slightly.]
"...I mean no disrespect; but, in that case...I should also remind you that you are not the only spectator here..."
[And indeed, around the two is a sizable crowd. Most of them are guests from other countries and such who have promptly backed away to create distance between themselves and the pair of weirdos. Who can blame them?]
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"I've never seen you around here before, my lady."
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[The woman raises an eyebrow, then turns to look at Seta.]
...Who is this?
Ah...uh...this is Mr...Fumb- um...Kakizaki...
...He is one of the Unity Group's mecha pilots.
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*Kakizaki attempts to pick the older woman's hand.*
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[She certainly makes no move to resist, despite having an incredulous look on her face. Her hand feels abnormally cold, though.]
So, what is your role in combat other than...pilot? For that matter...how many victories have you achieved, compared to your losses?
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I'm an ace pilot my lady. My role in combat other than piloting is obviously giving role model to other, younger pilots. I'm also training them, directly or indirectly. I don't count my victory in combat, but needless to say, it's definitely more than my loses.
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Hmm...I'm afraid that simply will not do.
...Instructing and inspiring is one matter, but combat results are a far more serious subject for the Foundation, and myself. Until I can see concrete evidence of your claims, I cannot take your words as the truth.
[Behind her teacher, Seta is bowing apologetically at you, Kakizaki.]
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...And the times you've been shot down?
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...permanently
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...Ah.
[Surprisingly, she doesn't quite know what to say here, despite understanding what Kakizaki most likely means. The blank stare she's giving him now means that this is one of those things that stands on the border between genuinely amusing and just being pathetic.]