Ranna Krannok<br/><br/>Artos Training Facility<br/><br/>0600 hrs March 6th<br/><br/>(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/279b6e5f-ef0f-4fa9-9a7d-d288709a4aea_zps14cbe92e.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Ranna laughed to herself as she listened to Erich's solution to the infighting between Ailis and Robert.  She'd considered many similar options but she kept going back to Roberts continued shows of insubordination in front of others and couldn't help herself.  Erich's suggestion for the strike force inspired her with a solution to her problem.  Tapping a couple of keys and whispering something quietly to the tech, the devious curl she'd become notorious for grew across the edges of her lips as she listened carefully to Erich.<br/><br/><em>"Noticed you making eyes at the newbie riding that Dragonfire last night. I don't care what you do in your off hours, but you're going to have to ask if it'll be worth it when the fighting gets hard. Seen too many get hurt because of someone they care about getting overwhelmed in a fight. Something for you to ask yourself, I guess."</em><br/><br/>Ranna nodded.  "Don't worry Erich.  After what happened with Lily and Elisa, I'm certain not to let business mix with pleasure.  You know me, I'm not the type to go running into an overwhelming fight to save someone unless I know I'm outnumbered at least three to one.  She laughed again thinking back to the last time she had to haul Roberts ass out of the fire, tearing down three Griffin's that had him pinned on his back.<br/><br/>A moment later the sim tracking reported an explosion on Robert's knee actuator as a Packrat painted snow white began running like hell in the opposite direction of the recon lance.  "Seawolf, my readings are showing whatever was in that Packrat just blew a piece out of your knee.  Report!"<br/><br/>