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Meeting the Heir
Once again Zviad was not permitted to test the Dynamo suit on the Winter Guard training grounds. Apparently calling a governor out on the fact that he was using tax money to go on a cruise with his mistress was grounds for being, as the Americans called it, in the doghouse. As a result Zviad was forced to test the suit in the artillery field. He personally believed the governor was hoping he'd be put in the hospital by a stray shot. God how he hated politicians. Stil, he hated to think of the mess there'd be without them. The irony was not lost on him. Still, at least he was allowed to pilot the suit at all. Part of him resented that he was still using the Federal Armor while he knew he could handle the Crimson unit. Zviad refused to kiss ass and as a result...

"No use dwelling on that garbage. Yuri, set the test up." He radioed to the tower.

"As you say, Zviad." Yuri started the sequence, activating a series of armed drones. "I head about what happened. You really need to learn to play the game, my friend."

"The game, as the Americans say, sucks." Zviad sees the drones exiting from the tower and activates his bootjets, taking off into the sky. The drones opened fire as Zviad pulled off a series of aerial manuevers, testing the suits agility and manueverability first. "Not that I don't understand your point. It is simply not my taste."

"Da, I know what you are saying." Yuri was amazed Zviad could pull off such graceful and complex manuevers while maintaining casual conversation. The man belonged in the Crimson program, but Zviad's intolerance of their government superiors kept him where he was. "I mean seriously, couldn't you just wait until he was gone and then yelled at a wall or something."

Zviad laughed as he activated his gauntlets, battering the drones with a series of energy blasts. "True, but then I wouldn't have seen the old bastard's face whe I called him on it. Eyes bulged out, face redder than this armor." Zviad twisted as he spoke, barely avoiding a surprise attack and driving a one-handed jackhammer blow sending the damaged drone careening to the ground.

"You'll be piloting that forever with that attitude." Zviad was finishing off the rest of the drones when Yuri continued. "Besides, have you seen his mistress? I love my wife and would never betray her, but a woman like that'd certainly make me think twice! Let the old man live a little."

Zviad chuckled. "As a matter of fact I have. I never said I couldn't understand, merely that I didn't approve." Zviad frowned under his helmet. "Tell that to his wife."

Yuri just sighed. The boy was too much of an idealist. He'd never reach the levels he deserved. It was a pity. "One more time?"

"Sure, bring a little more out this time."