Twelfth Entry
The cadets have been a bit amiss lately, and for good reason. Exams were very difficult, but even those who did not have a chance to take it the first time were allowed to participate in the re-test, once Doctor Po cleared them for physical ability.
Noin is still investigating exactly what went wrong with that engine, but I am assured no such incidents shall reoccur should those without a consummate knowledge of all the inner workings of such a heavy piece of machinery stay away from said piece of machinery unless in the presence of a qualified expert. This precaution will ensure that the expert (generally one of the Gundam pilot tutors) shall receive the brunt of the blast instead of the less hardy enlistees, should the faulty wiring be repeated.
Screaming and ducking for cover every time there is a loud noise of some sort is not a form of soldierly behavior Noin wishes to cultivate in the young recruits, and I frankly find the whole practice of throwing oneself on the floor in such abandon rather silly, if well-intentioned. Even if there were an explosion of the same sort as before... Ducking and covering wouldn't do much against it, would it?
The cadets will hurt themselves if they continue in this fashion; certainly someone taught them controlled falls in Hand-to-Hand?
Could someone remind them?
I am concerned about these sudden panics.
Valentine's this year was certainly a familiar experience, save for a few small surprises.
Miss Schbeiker insisted on screening the numerous chocolates I received for poison, which I allowed until she reached for the coconut cremes and dark chocolate mints. What followed was a short disciplinary action that left her deterred but unbruised. Thank God for water pistols.
Signed,
Relena Dorlian-Peacecraft
(P.S.- Hilde, I cannot believe the Thing has a zip-up teddy bear suit. Yes, I -will- be hiding It at the foot of my collection, and there is nothing you can do about it.)
Noin is still investigating exactly what went wrong with that engine, but I am assured no such incidents shall reoccur should those without a consummate knowledge of all the inner workings of such a heavy piece of machinery stay away from said piece of machinery unless in the presence of a qualified expert. This precaution will ensure that the expert (generally one of the Gundam pilot tutors) shall receive the brunt of the blast instead of the less hardy enlistees, should the faulty wiring be repeated.
Screaming and ducking for cover every time there is a loud noise of some sort is not a form of soldierly behavior Noin wishes to cultivate in the young recruits, and I frankly find the whole practice of throwing oneself on the floor in such abandon rather silly, if well-intentioned. Even if there were an explosion of the same sort as before... Ducking and covering wouldn't do much against it, would it?
The cadets will hurt themselves if they continue in this fashion; certainly someone taught them controlled falls in Hand-to-Hand?
Could someone remind them?
I am concerned about these sudden panics.
Valentine's this year was certainly a familiar experience, save for a few small surprises.
Miss Schbeiker insisted on screening the numerous chocolates I received for poison, which I allowed until she reached for the coconut cremes and dark chocolate mints. What followed was a short disciplinary action that left her deterred but unbruised. Thank God for water pistols.
Signed,
Relena Dorlian-Peacecraft
(P.S.- Hilde, I cannot believe the Thing has a zip-up teddy bear suit. Yes, I -will- be hiding It at the foot of my collection, and there is nothing you can do about it.)