Ranna Krannok<br/>Bastion/Harlech Starport<br/><br/>(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/279b6e5f-ef0f-4fa9-9a7d-d288709a4aea_zps14cbe92e.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"Get that frakking thing off the ramp and lock it up in bay 4.  Ranna yelled up to the technician moving one of their newly repaired mechs from the repair gantry onto the Bastion's Mech Bay.  The last time they had been in system they had to completely repair six mechs not including Erich's Awesome.  One if the parts of the game that she hadn't really wanted when Walt had made her Captain was being in charge of making sure the mech hangar was secure prior to departure.  She was glad that the last of the repaired Mechs was on board.  She could finally take a break and join Walt in town.<br/><br/>Walking over to one of the hangar chief Ranna handed him the manifest.  "The new mechs will need to be secured in bays six through ten.  Make sure they are locked down.  Have the new mechwarriors leave their gear in their mechs, they can put their stuff in the bunks after everyone's arrived." She looked out at the clear bluish green sky over the bustling city of Harlech.  "We'll have the port taxi come pick everyone up in an hour.  Make sure everything is secured or your deck monkeys won't get to join the fun."  She gave the stout rough man a quick smile and returned a quick salute as she headed down the ramp to a waiting power bike.  Slipping the helmet on, she thumbed the ignition filling the air with an electric hum.<br/><br/>The ride was relaxing as Ranna slipped in and out of traffic along the highway.  Almost on autopilot, Ranna's mind slipped back to the last few months.  Their missions had been rough, but things had been coming together bringing the unit to an effective fighting force.  She missed Natasha, she missed Lily and she missed Elisa, but she had grown to accept that in this business people move on or die.  Ranna remembered why she lived life the way she did, realizing on some level she wanted to be remembered and missed.  Without realizing it, her palm had started accelerating the bike as she weaved in and out of cars faster and faster.  Finally slowing, she turned into the parking lot of the Coolant Leak bar, a place the Company had been using as a haunt since that first fight so many years ago.<br/><br/>Slipping off the bike, she unzipped her jumpsuit a little to let the air in as she stepped into the dark dingy bar.  "Hey Jack!!  Good to see nothings changed since the last time we tore up the place."  Ranna smiled as she shot jibes at the owner and bartender.  Sitting in the stool next to Walt, Ranna quickly threw down the shot of clear liquid already sitting on the bar before washing it down with the bottle of local beer Jackson brewed somewhere behind the bar.  "Cargo and repaired mechs are stowed.  Curtis is waiting for the new mechs to arrive to lock them down and send the crew over."<br/>