<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/68/CharacterFortune.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>              Seth Lengheardt<br/> <strong>Mech:</strong>              ON-1M Orion<br/> <strong>Call Sign:</strong>       <em> Blackjack  </em>  <br/> <strong>Location:</strong>        Capellian space, City<br/> <strong>Lance/Team:</strong>  Rescue Team: Rommel, Double Nickle, MASH Truck with Doc inside<br/></span></span><hr/><br/>He expected an immediate response to his NARC idea, but instead had to wait a bit... Forever in combat situations with weaponry discharging, and the potential immenint death of the retreating Awesome. Finally he hears back from Megan - "BlackJack, Count to 10 and fire on that NARC, Rommel if this works it should delay those Atlas' "<br/><br/>He does so gladly, so focused on his count  that he doesn't even notice Miyoko's Shadow Hawk until he hears the weapons lock at the exact moment that he plants his feet, aims nearly straight up in the air, and triggers his NARC'd LRM salvo. He can't do anything, having stopped completely except for brace for an impact that never came. The PPC trailed down, though it was so close that he could see the flash of blue energy discharge at the bottom of his cockpit visor, and the missiles are shredded and fall to scrap around him like a holiday wreathe thanks to Graff's AMS. Seth looks over at him after and beams him a quick "Thank you," even though (barring any critical hits) his Orion's armor should have been able to soak up the missiles easily. A large roar of an explosion told him that some fuel trucks ignited in the distance where he'd fired his salvo, but at this point he couldn't tell any other effects of his salvo. He powers back up to a run, trying to not be sniped by the Shadow Hawk again until he can tight beam her a "Not a bad guy!" message, and to get to a spot where he can view the damage and see if it delayed the Atlas' any.<br/><br/>"Well, looks like our IFF codes don't match! That's a thing..." He yells over the comm discontentedly at Megan, not quite sure who to blame for that. "Do you have visual on the Atlas' being delayed? I can't see anything from here, and have other targets of opportunity. Either that was the Shadow Hawk in the unit we're supposed to be rescuing, or there's another one in pursuit - It's hard to tell which side it was on since both are likely to shoot at m-Fuck, Trenchbuckets!"  He yells out suddenly, spotting the same pair of Trebuchets that the Marauder had and firing his LB-X autocannon almost immediately. The spread goes wide though, and he's unable to reacquire a targeting solution before they dip into cover. "This isn't an extract mission, it's a rout!" He observes angrily, moving to engage and distract the Trebuchets since a single stray missile of theirs could do basically the same damage to the retreating 'mechs that the Atlas' could do, only LRMs also have a fancy (and in this case deadly) lock-on capability.<br/><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Orion.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/>