Location:  Flanking Hiro 150m out<br/>Mech:  LCT-1V<em>Locust</em><br/>Callsign:  Little Bit<br/><br/>There was a lot of chatter on the comms.  Yamina listened to it but didn't participate as usual.  It was a valuable way to gain insight into how the company was doing psychologically which so often translated into battlefield performance.  She wasn't following Hiro out of deference based on their bedroom play.  That was strictly separate in her mind and she hoped it was in his.  Sometimes Yamina wasn't sure.  Men tended to carry things over, to assume that penetration meant domination in all things concerning the women who laid with them.  So far it hadn't been an issue but she had a feeling, an intuition.  No, she was following Hiro because with the superior mobility afforded by his jumpjets, he could more easily flee from harm's way than she could for all their mechs had equal speed.  Yamina would have plenty of time to react to move to support the Spider or move to scatter in the face of a serious threat.<br/><br/>The laser underneath her Mech's chin swept ceaselessly to and fro.  Yamina had it slaved to her vision and it followed he eyesight as she swept it across the displays both real and electronic.