<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/68/Soifon.jpeg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Kurumi Tatsu Kurita<strong>Date</strong>: May 3025<br/><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Siege Perilous: Karnov Transport<br/><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br/><br/><strong>Content</strong>: Departure and musings<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Kurumi settled into the co-pilots seat at the front of the Karnov transport. The view was superior to what she would have in the passenger compartment. Even with the cargo bay fitted with VIP sitting the VTOL was still a military aircraft not civilian so the windows were tiny and widely spaced.<br/>Not that that mattered she was on the flight-deck her view out of the craft was wide and unobstructed she mused as she started to click each of the five-point harness tabs into the center buckle as she listened to the Major's little speech as they prepared for takeoff.<br/><br/>Still she couldn't help but let a faint smirk cross her lips at the mention of needing to try and secure the aid of the Combine to use their Maxim hover APC's as an alternate means of high-speed transport.<br/>She wondered why he had made such a...odd speech about the vehicle and it's operation though. All of the passengers were probably familiar with the vehicle, even if they had never flown on one, they were in widespread use by all of the Houses,  most mercenary units and there were similar functioning civilian models.<br/>Part of her wondered if it was it just a thinly veiled dig at the nobility at his current passengers who would need the obvious pointed out to them.<br/><br/>Which lead her thoughts back to the Davion nobles that had arrived with her on this odd little world and were currently riding behind her in the converted cargo bay.<br/>None of them looked like warriors, not to her anyway. They seemed to be the usual pretentious nobility that failed to live up to their place, their duty. Surrounded by advisers and servants to make them fulfill their roll and to keep them form making a complete ass of themselves. She would look up each of them in time to find out who she was dealing with. None the less she had other questions that were more pressing at the moment.<br/><br/><strong>"So Kommandant,"</strong>she made sure to use his Lyran rank, her voice soft and even,<strong>"To what do I owe your most gracious offer for such a fine view of our little trip?"</strong>The Shogun's attention focused on the Lyran rotor-craft outside as it started to prep for take off. The rotor starting to move slowly at first then seeming to vanish into a blurry disk. They always reminded her of dragonfly's the dangerous looking craft fearsome but so very fragile, the unarmored rotors vulnerable to the lightest of weapons carried by a BattleMech,<strong>"And is the armed escort necessary?"</strong>Her eyes finally shifting over the the pilot.