[center][h2][color=6ecff6]Isa : Anisim Misolav[/color][/h2][/center]

[color=f7941d][i]I stop eating long enough to respond to Vlad, but then return to my breakfast as I await my assignment for the day. I notice the others also seem sore, that annoying, but not unexpected.[/i][/color]

[color=00aeef]Come now Vlad, you aren't that big a fool. Yesterday was no bid for independence, and you know it, it merely a test of our own capacity to work together. Since you're pissed off about it, I'd say we passed with flying colors.[/color]

[color=8882be][i]Isa expected Vlad to react to his little rebuttal, and didn't much care how he decided to react. It was a valid point, sure a few of them may have panicked towards then end and tried to make an escape from their good fortunes in the caf, but it wasn't a concerted escape effort by any means. It had been exactly what it had looked like, a brawl in which one side worked vaguely in concert with each other against a team of trained soldiers. Thankfully they didn't seem to know their teammates any better than we did, or yesterday would have gone poorly. Isa idly wondered if Vlad had the wherewithal, or authority, to fix that minor issue... He hoped not, but thought it would be resolved in a few weeks tops.[/i][/color]