Fashionablly fumbled
Adette had found the mission quite exhilarating, it had been so long since she had been in a cock pit, she was glad she had taken the Nightmare and not the Mobile suit Char had offered her. She didn't need him to win, nor his charity, that jerk could take his mobile suit turn it side ways and stick it straight up his-
She was still decked out in red leather suit, strutting quite happily from the hanger. Her neck, back and shoulders where tight and painful from her violent tumble, and there was powder in her hair, but she didn't pay it much mind, there would be time to nurse her bruises when she wasn't so filled with adrenaline and joy.
"I need a drink, to celebrate!!" She said aloud, talking to herself... or did you hear her?