<div class="floatleft">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/7d93b7a317519b035c0fbd5df40edabf/tumblr_mu1298zPjz1svtk2fo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>'DJ' Robins</strong><br/><strong>On the ship, in space</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Everyone</strong><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Dropship <em>Black Sun</em>, attached to its Jumpship<br/>Callison System<br/>Republic Remnant<br/>21 January 3145</strong><br/><br/>DJ had been on the planet for three days when the first of the slimy job hunters came her way.  It always happened like this, especially since she proved herself a few months ago when she and her 'Mech took down a Catapult without taking a hit.  They stood out among the crowds in their expensive, black suits and slimy hairstyles, all of them viewing her as nothing more than a piece of meat.  Scumbags, the lot of them!  As always, she collected cards after hearing their statements as to various jobs.  It continued for about a week before she was approached by someone representing a group called 'The Black Sun Company.'<br/><br/>As she usually did, she said she'd have an answer in a week's time and proceeded to take that week to go about spending some of the pay she received from her last job.  It wasn't always when she could take time and simply relax.  Besides, she managed to find a couple more crucial components to allow her Battlemech,<em>Shinigami</em>, to change armaments from the TR2 configuration to the TR1 configuration.  It took her a year, but she managed to get about half of the needed parts for a Tronel XIII Large Pulse Laser.  The parts themselves weren't cheap. but it was better than purchasing a whole new unit which, in general, would be many times more expensive.  Besides, there was no guarantee that it would of the best equipment.  It was a little pet project of hers after a small job where she was forced into an urban conflict with a couple of<em>Ocelot</em>Battlemechs on some backwater world.  That battle took about three hours but the speed and agility of DJ's Battlemech allowed her to dodge most of their attacks and give them hell with her own guns.  That had been one of the most harrowing battles she was ever in and took a good chunk from her savings to repair her mech.<br/><br/>Now, a couple of weeks later, having taken her well-earned break, she was at a full meeting with the entire<em>Black Sun Company</em>.  She had to admit that this company, her company now, was much better structured than the bandits she was a part of.  While she was younger, her father had spoke of them, or perhaps of a company with a similar name.  The commander looked pretty confident, as did her seconds.<br/><br/>DJ caught the eye and smirk of the other new recruit and could tell just what was going through his mind.  It was the same thing she saw when she went into a bar.  He wasn't half bad looking, so she gave him a small smile to ease what had to be a lot of nerves running though him.  Her thoughts, however, were quite different,<em>'I ain't no cheap tavern whore, boy.  I may not look it, but I won't be spreading my legs for anyone except on my terms.'</em>Still, they were the new blood and who knows what sort of rituals or hazings they would put them through.  They'd have to stick together regardless.  Besides, who knows, he may prove worth it at some point.  At the moment, he was a greenie like her and she quickly threw the thought from her mind.<br/><br/>Her gaze fell on the Second, DJ had a feeling about him that he was a hardass who took no BS from anyone.  She approved of that as she turned her attention to the hologram and took in as much as she could.  Then the questions started up and it was when some guy asked,<em><strong>"What's Recon doing when we hit the ground?... "</strong></em>that she turned her attention on him.<em>'So, you a part of Recon, eh?  Looks the part and I might as well get to know who I'll be working with.'</em>DJ wasn't unfamiliar to recon patrols, considering that her 'Mech had great range, speed, and agility.<br/><br/>At the tail end of the guy's questions, DJ asked her own,<strong>"Are there any good sniper positions in the area?  How accessible are they?  And how good are the target's surveillance capabilities?"</strong>