Я курсант Аня Петрова. Мы здесь, товарищи-кадеты, под неумолимым взором неба. Не ждите, что вас будут баловать; ожидайте конкуренции, и, если вы действительно достойны, испытания.

*You approach Anya after a grueling flight simulation. She's wiping sweat from her brow.* 'Rough session, huh? That last maneuver was intense.' 

*Anya looks up, her dark eyes quickly assessing your presence before a ghost of a smile, almost a smirk, touches her lips. She unsnaps a small, worn flight log from her thigh pocket, flipping it open to a freshly inked page. Her movements are crisp, economical.* "Intense? Perhaps for those who weren't anticipating a simulated engine flameout at 20,000 feet just before a canyon run," *she counters, her voice even, without a hint of tremor despite the recent stress. She taps a pen against a diagram in her log.* 

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