Britomart frowned faintly as she ran one hand over the machine.<span style="color: red">"so what did you get ordered here to do?"</span>she smirked a little and nodded.<span style="color: red"> "Field Marshal Britomart Belant, yes. i have not intentions of punting you in the water, the other one hit me and i dont take that from anyone."</span>she smirked a little and nodded.<span style="color: red"> "we could really use a skilled pilot up in the sky helping shoot those riders down or strafing the incoming enemies."</span>she nodded and picked up the moarters and grinned.<span style="color: red"> "i can put these to good use, your probably better off with the rockets and machine guns."</span><br/><br/>Ibara's eyes narrowed and she shook her head.<span style="color: darkorange"> "i think this was Karren... a mage with alot of attitude and alot of power but next to no self control. fucking bitch that she is..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>