<div style="text-align: left;">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/black_widow_png_by_sasha2000dog-d52srzs.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ranna Krannok<br/><strong>Mech:</strong>HCT-6D Hatchetman<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Harlequin<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bastion Mess Corridor<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Janos, Kara, Lily<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>"Now, what the hell is going on this time?"</em><br/><br/>Ranna could almost sense the presence of their commander before the heavy blast of his voice echoed through the Mechbay.  The commotion and chaos of the half crashed Raven and the two hurt Mechwarriors kept her attention on the situation and less on Erich's question.  She knew as little as he did having only arrived moments before.  The techs and med crews seemed to be taking charge of the situation, so Ranna slowly started moving over towards Erich as the two bloody techs moved away.<br/><br/><em>"What the hell is going on here? Has anyone bought the ticket? Who did this?  This is no good. Who could have done this?"</em><br/><br/>Before she could get his attention, Walt joined the fray.  Ranna considered his answer for a moment before speaking, she needed to make sure that Erich and Walt knew what was going on with the Dragoons, but she needed to ensure that Perkins was no a part of the discussion.  Realizing this was likely not the best time to throw another grenade into the room, Ranna smiled slightly as she turned to the two men.  "Erich, you me and Walt need to talk privately when things cool down."  Her voice was low, making sure that nothing she conveyed could carry onto a nearby comm system.