<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/Ghost_zpsc7908c1a.jpg)</div><br/>Allia fought hard to keep her composure at this point as Kari's Black Knight and Damian's Ha Otoko pressed past her coming up the ramp.  She continued to add her firepower to that of the Dark Star's at the few Falcon mechs who attempted to fire pot shots at the retreating unit.  As the door to the hangar bay closed, she felt a pang of fear, the draw of remorse finally broke through the hard mission first demeanor she had thrown up.  It was finally over, the last of the unit had escaped the hell of the Falcon assault.<br/><br/>A loud clang of weapons fire on the hull of the dropship and a sudden lurch in position told her that the Falcon's were still doing everything they could to bring them down.  They didn't want anyone escaping off planet to speak of the complete disregard for decorum and the usual Clan style of battle.  The Dark Star lurched again, forcing Allia to make Gheistwulf grab onto the mech bay's structural beams to keep from falling on the swarm of technicians who had come to secure the last of the companies mechs for the flight out.  Combat assents were never easy, and crews were never ready for the time they didn't have to secure everything.<br/><br/>Carefully backing her Stealth back into its holding bay, the clamps latching down on the shoulders and waist, Allia felt the vibration pulse through the mech, the finality of the fight broke the last vestiges of strength.  The tears  swelled up in her eyes like some dam that couldn't hold back the flood any further.  There was nothing else she could do but grieve for her friends, people who had become a new family, were gone.  The technician's must have sensed something was off, since they waited to enter the cockpit and run the shut down sequences.  Allia was thankful for the closed visor helmet she wore as a neurohelmet, it hid the suffering in her eyes.<strong>"Ma'am, we need to finish securing Gheistwulf before we mate with the jump ship."</strong>The technician said, barely sticking his head in through the small metal hole the mech had for an escape hatch.<br/><br/>"Of course." She said through tears and sobs as she shut down the computer and logged off from the command controls.   "Give me a minute."  Pulling the helmet from her shoulders and settling it in the shelf next to her console, she carefully wiped her eyes, sniffles following quickly behind.  Taking a deep breath, she pulled herself up from the console and moved towards the hatch.<strong>"I'm sorry ma'am.  I wish more had returned."</strong>Allia simply nodded with a weak smile as she slid out the hatch, past the technicians.  The yelling in the hangar bay did little to pull her attention from her own pain.