Growing Wings

For the next couple of months Marina and Sypha would head out on their respective mobile suits. Once she was done teaching the girl all about operating the Dominance, it was Marina's turn to step on the cockpit of her own unit-The GM command. The two would engage in simulated battles and relatively simple combat exercises on virtual environments.

One afternoon the two of them were engaging a group of six Hizacks under more or less combat conditions. On a real firefight Marina was proving to be quite a handful, being outmatched in hand to hand combat by the simplistic enemy AI.

" This is what I get from setting up these bots in medium difficulty setting!" While Marina's marksmanship was fairly solid it was very easy to sneak up on her since her right eye was completely blind.

Th blond would hose down an Hizack with 90mm rounds from her machinegun, missing vital parts until Sypha stepped in, surgically impaling it with a well placed beam saber strike.

The two remaining Hizacks left switched their tactics, ducking behind a hill while tossing grenades at the GM's from their vantage positions. Even a mediocre pilot like Marina knew it was time to raise her shield to block the splinters and concussive blast from the explosives.

" We'll rush them from two sides at the same time." The GM Command drew its beam Saber as it gestured Sypha to get in position. At her signal they would rush the hill from two different sides. When the Hizacks noticed they opened fire with their machine guns but even Marina was able to impale one straight in the cockpit with a stroke shutting it down completely after tanking a few 120mm rounds head on.

The GM Command Frontal armor was mangled and full of holes. Miraculously the head had only taken a round above the left side Vulcan gun.

Even a complete amateur like herself could get a kill up close with a beam Saber.

" I always get nicked in my left side..." The older woman would mumble, seeing it fit to end the simulation. This had been the last encounter battle after a weekend marathon that started earlier that morning.

" I think we have had enough fun for today. Let's go home." Marina still had to cook dinner.

" We will come back home tomorrow." Marina had no intention to deny Sypha her source of entertainment. After all using the simulator did not spent any fuel. "The cockpit hatch of the GM Command opened from the inside and she would climb out, stretching out after being in there for a few hours. As soon as Sypha was out of her mobile suit she hugged the younger girl, kissing her cheek.

" Have you ever considered joining the space forces? There are ways I can assign you under my command provided you can make the cut but I am certain you could earn your wings easily." She would discuss with Sypha the possibility of having her join the EFSF.

" You're still a little tender so we got plenty of time to figure things out." Marina had to remind herself that Sypha was still only 14 years old. Once they got home, Marina would head to the kitchen to start preparing dinner.