<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/remote_image_1331062081_zps0712a125.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>              Megan Chang<br/>  <strong>Mech:</strong>              Raven<br/>  <strong>Call Sign:</strong>    <em>    Double Nickel</em>  <br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>        Capellian space, Drop Zone rendezvous<br/>  <strong>Lance/Team:</strong>  Seth Lengheardt, Kara Gaius<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Megan and the others had arrived  less the 10 minutes ago meeting up at the coordinates given to find a battered Union Class dropship setting there and a few techs milling around outside. She had peeled off after flashing, their scout code to Seth, and had began a circut around the area about a click out. She pinged away with her Beagle Probe making sure there was nothing hidden.<br/>Megan had been monitoring the ongoing battle in the nearby city, having even before they arrived hacked into the regional SatComm Net. What she heard did not sound good, though it appeared a great many of the Cataphracts on guard had taken a beating as had the local militia, it also sounded like the unit they had come to meet was having a difficult time. Then a Giant bear popped up on her sensors and she arched an eyebrow as the fingers on her left hand danced over a keybroad, while the right hand kept controll of the 35 ton Raven. Whomever had done that knew their equipment and was damn good at figuring out how to use it she gave them that. Soon It dropped off and from the bits and pieces she picked up on comms the unit seems to be here to do a snag and grab.<br/><br/>By the time the Rommel burst from the ship she had a fairly detailed idea of what this unit had and what they faced and frankly it was bad and now she picked up  about a dozen of those Capellian buggies swarming from the edge of the city and spreading out as if to set an ambush. From her plots it looked like the mechs of this unit was falling back here and in a direct line with those buggies.  She sent a burst off to the rest of her team and opened comms to the newcomer in the tank.<br/><br/>"Alright, newcomers! Spread up and meet up at these coordinates in fifteen minutes. We got some 'Mechs to save!" came a strong sounding voice from the comms.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/cbt_17_zps14fe88b5.jpg)<br/></div>Her voice was one of those that you can listen to read a boring tech manual and not care, it had a soft exotic accent and a rich alto flavor. Of course any woman that had a voice like normally was not that good looking.<br/><br/>"This is Double Nickel sir, I am linking in comms from my Raven. I have the regional SatCom Net up  and you can talk to any of your units on your net. Frequency 268 bravo I believe it is. I have 11 vehiciles in the 10 ton range moving to intercept your units about 3 clicks ahead. I will move at best speed to intercept"<br/><br/>Megan started her Raven, her baby, in a fast flanking moving to curl out and around the buggies and link with the incoming mechs. Her fingers flew over the left hand keybroad and static cleared and a burst message came through ..."<100, 2 GR. Nd Sppt, ASAP".<br/><br/>"Rommel It sounds like one of your heavies is  in deep trouble, I will try and link ya into him"<br/><br/>The tank commander heard a burst of static then a wavering signal. She figured her job would be to get as close as possible to the big mechs and act as a relay and sensors scout, figureing Seth and the rest could deal with the buggies so she pushed her Mech to its top speed of 97 kph and closed on the fight, twice popping off a narc beacon at a Cataphract that now showed up on everyones sensors. She slowed to nearly a crawl as her senors scanned half a dozen heavy to assault mechs closing on this route, she double checked her guardian and angled her way into a partly destroyed warehouse filled with women's clothing and linked her data to the those following and waited.<br/><br/>She grabbed a partly frozen bottle of water and took a quick drink and rubbed her fingers, it was the same the feeling again that feeling she got when it looked bad, a calmness but also a grand thrill and so she waited her fingers on her stick and weapon buttons.<br/><br/>