<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/___protector_of_time____by_vincentxyooj-d5lw1gq_zps59496fa9.png)</div><strong>Allia Rowe<br/>Dropship Black Sun, outbound<br/>Deneb Algedi, Benjamin District<br/>Draconis Combine<br/>1 January 3145<br/>Tagged: Damian</strong><br/><br/><em>"Fine. But the medical bills are on you if I break bones</em><br/><br/>Allia's grin twisted further as he heard Damian complain about the prospect of falling from Gheistwulf.<br/><br/>"Whatever old man.  Don't tell me you're not nimble enough to hang out on the side of a Mech."  She watched him climb up slowly, taking care of his every foot hold and hand hold as he climbed along the natural flow of her Mech's armor.  Climbing a mech without a ladder wasn't something most people did, but Allia felt it kept her limber and aware of the fact that injury of death  haunted them every time they walked a mech onto the field.<br/><br/>As Damian reached the top, he stopped to look around, taking in the chaotic tranquility of her perch.   Her eyes drifted across his frame for a quick moment while his eyes were otherwise turned away.  When he finally turned to her, he could see the look of curiosity in his face.<em>........So... Private Dayan?"</em><br/><br/>Her smile drifted for a moment, as Damian broke her mood with a reminder of her need to fill him in on the discussion with Moshe.  She slid the pad of paper back into her cargo pants.  Leaning forward, she crossed her arms over her knees as she scrunched up into a leaning position leaning on her bent legs.  "Moshe is going to be a handful."  She shook her head as she looked out at the Panther styled mech across the hangar bay from Gheistwulf.  "I'm good at tactical surprise and training said tactics to experienced warriors, but he's a wild card.  He's young, undisciplined, relatively untrained and brash.  The only reason he's even riding fire is because he was able to rebuild that damn mech from scraps and Kari decided to give him a chance out of respect for her father.  She sighed, looking up at Damian.  "Kari and I agreed he could stay on as long as he kept his nose clean and agreed to change the configuration of S'Hot to a more Strike centric loadout.  Allia ran her hands over her face, back up through her wild pinkish red hair that had fallen out of her signature pony tail.  "That in itself is turning out to be the most frustrating part of our agreement.  The kid is adamant about keeping his freaking flamers and plasma rifle even though they won't do crap in a running fight.