<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/___protector_of_time____by_vincentxyooj-d5lw1gq_zps59496fa9.png)</div><strong>Allia Rowe<br/>Santa Prisca Desert, Librios Airfield<br/>Deneb Algedi, Benjamin District<br/>Tagged:</strong>Kari, Samson, Hiro, Moshe<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Allia listened to the back and forth between Hiro and the rest of the company.  Having lived through a number of attacks, and counter attacks being on a high value target planet that had changed hands many times over the years; reputation meant very little.  Allia knew that regardless of their reputation Merc units and House units didn't care much for the damage they did to the planets they attacked or defended unless they were a part of the planets population.  Allia had seen enough destruction through the years to know nothing they did to make amends to the population was going to make a hill of beans in the mind of the people caught in the middle.<br/><br/><em>“Now, to other matters…Allia, Moshe, with me. Now."</em>This was the point Allia was wishing she'd kept her mouth shut regarding Moshe until they were in a private venue.  Allia let her frustration with the situation show in her posture as she turned and followed close to Kari.  She accepted that the boys mech was useful and capable, but his lack of skill and control was not something she was willing to put up with on the battlefield.  She had an idea were Kari was heading with this and as usual she would accept the task, but not without some sort of resistance.  She tried her best to keep her face as stone solid, to hide any feelings or thoughts her face might betray.  She didn't need Kari pissed a her, especially after the day they had.<br/><br/>Allia followed Kari into the deserted office, taking up a position against a wall where she could see both Kari and Moshe without too much trouble, but still be able to lean against the wall to hide her uneasiness with the situation.