<div class="floatright">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/62840fd894605907995ed331bf16a6ee/tumblr_mn3kylaOlF1s06oiso1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Angelo 'Angel' Angelino  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=283333.msg13939074#msg13939074)<br/><strong>Vehicle:</strong>-<br/><strong>Location and time:</strong>Outreach, embarking day<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>-<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>His helicopter had been stowed with the munitions, rather than the cargo, an argument it had taken Angel an hour to win.  If he was going to be useful to Vixen's Raider's, he was going to need to be in the air shortly after they hit the ground.  His Warrior was faster that any of the scout mechs and he could get enough altitude that he'd be able to give the unit an overview of the area.  They would have scans of their landing area but he would be able to give them immediate information about the terrain they were entering and he'd be able to spot any nearby units, whether friendly or enemy.<br/><br/>If they'd been making a combat drop, he'd have had to wait with the rest of the cargo, until it was safe to land.  This time?  He was going to be one of the first ones into the fight.  His attack chopper had a full load of ammunition and, if the fates were kind, he'd be in the air and ready to engage within five minutes of touchdown.  For his allies, he would be the Angel of Mercy.  For his enemies, the Angel of Death.  Angelo Angelino.  Double Angel.<br/><br/>He spared a look at the commander, who was standing watching the last of the mechs being loaded.  She'd been a mechwarrior, retired from mech combat by a cockpit fire but she'd brought herself back to the fight.  He understood her passion to get back into the fight.  He shared it.  The Warrior was no Chaparral but it could still rain fire and death on the enemy.  Between them, they would carry the rest of the unit to victory if they had to.<br/>