<div style="text-align: left;">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/black_widow_png_by_sasha2000dog-d52srzs.png)</div><br/>Ranna Krannok<br/>Onboard Bastion<br/>Bastion Hangar deck.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>"Kind of, I was trained at an FC academy but never transitioned into a real unit.  The action we saw in the Combine a few months back was the first real mission I had been on.  So when I went to try my hand at the Merc life I needed a mech, so a loan for 3 mil later I have this Marauder.  Uh......actually with all of the things that have happened with the Clan invasion my FedCom position would have put me right in the path to see some action."</em><br/><br/><br/>Ranna was surprised to find out that Graff didn't really have a lot of combat experience.  She had always assumed that someone who ran around in a marauder must have a pretty extensive background in combat.  Silly as it was, everything started to fall into place.  His reactions to the action at the air base, his limited action in the last mission.  It seemed rather strange that Walt would have put him in charge of the Recon Lance at one point having no combat experience over mechwarriors who'd had tons more time in the seat.  All in all it didn't matter, he was a part of the company and her survival depended on his ability to operate in the field.  "Jesus Graff, I never would have pegged you for a rookie, especially not in that."  She said motioning her head towards Double G.  "....and three mil C bills, you'll be paying that off for the rest of your life."  Looking up at Harlequin, she smiled at some deep internal thought.  "Here's what I'd suggest.  You need to make a deal with Walt and Perkins that the next mech you drop goes to you.  A good Company commander knows the value of giving full salvage rights to warriors who can capture a mech intact.  If you're up for it, I can help teach you how to run Double G so you're more lethal and more accurate.  And I totally agree with Janos, you should upgrade to a LPL or something that will give you less problems and more survivability."  Ranna looked up at Harlequin again with a soft shake of her head.  He seemed to be staring down at her, a look of dismay and mischievous intent on his faceplate.