<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ren Colbert<br/><strong>Location: </strong>In Flight<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>John, open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"I'm fast-rope qualified."  It came out softly, and Ren shifted a bit, her leg paining her at the thought.  The injury hadn't been that bad, really, but the fall had scared the crap out of her. She'd had no choice but to get back on the horse, though, if she wanted to graduate, so she'd gone up again once she'd healed.  She still hated it, and, fortunately, her two for-real deployments hadn't required it.<br/><br/>"If this thing has VTOL capability, best bet would be to let me set down someplace high with as much of a three-sixty as I can get, about two hundred meters back. That's, ah...assuming they got ropes and gear aboard." Quietly, she prayed they didn't, even while she was hoping they did- the idea of having to climb to a vantage point lugging her cannon was not attractive.