The party was still starting to spin up when Shona appeared in the common room. Like many of the others, she'd gotten somewhat bogged down with her GEAR;s post-mission workup. The secret downside to all those engineering classes she'd taken - she couldn't just shrug and leave it to her techs like some other pilots did. After her crew chief threatened to bodily throw her from the docking bay, though, she relented and headed for the common room, stopping only to promise to save some of the booze for her friend Eines.

A few minutes later the bat stepped into the makeshift bar, looking around and blinking in surprise at yet another batch of new faces. The unit seemed to keep getting bigger. There was still the slightly awkward air of a group in the process of breaking the ice, she thought as she took in the scene. A few people striking up conversations, a few more standing on the sidelines and surveying the room. Sharing a nod or two as she ventured further in, the bat grabbed a drink of her own and went to find a seat to flop down in. It was good to relax after the tension of the cockpit, especially after General Houseman's praise. She'd stop wallflowering in a few minutes, she told herself, but for now she she just sighed and leaned her head back, smiling softly.