Ranna Krannok<br/>Onboard Bastion<br/>Bastion Hangar deck.<br/>(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/black_widow_png_by_sasha2000dog-d52srzs.png)<br/><hr/><br/><em>Hatchet and an Axe in the same company? I'm surprised the city wasn't razed to the ground.....I'm, sorry, I'm just a little... what's your name again?"</em><br/><br/>Ranna had seen the green robed man slowly making his way through the hangar bay.  It was not lost on her that they had parked his 'pracht' in the bay next to Harlequin.  She watched him out of the corner of her eye until he was close enough.  She slowly turned her head to him as he spoke.  "I'm Ranna.  Nice to meet you."  She looked the man over for a minute.  She could tell he wasn't a mechwarrior by usual Capellan standards.  He was a noble or a high class citizen, but no grunt mechwarrior.  "Actually, by my recollection the part of the city I was in practically was.  What with a full lance of Atlas's and whatever else your guys tossed at us."  A bit of a snarky grin twisted the left side of her face as she thought about her kills.  "It's never a good idea to let someone like me loose in such a densely packed city like that, especially with mobile attack vehicles.  Does it bother you that we might have destroyed half the city getting you out?"<br/><br/>The tone in her voice attempted to portray pure curiosity.  She had seen a number of atrocities in the past where the defenders or attackers used the civilian populations as shields or showed little regard for mech engagements in urban environments.  She wanted to know for real if the man they had extracted was truly different from most Capellan's or if he was a chip off the ole block.  She smiled up at him, her hands absently playing with a piece of metal hanging from her neck, a piece of the metal from the mech of the commander who razed her city so many years ago.<br/><br/>