Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br/>Comment: check to see if I can intercept conversation<br/>Result: 16,<br/>Total: 16<br/><br/>"for..... mom... unless you .... me ...... by another........," said a disembodied voice.<br/><em>what the?</em>Razzly looked around the cockpit and realized that the Princess featured state of the art radio interception and transmission gear.  Apparently the mech had intercepted someones transmission, though the transmission was spotty where she was.  She decided that it would probably be a good idea to relay what she had found out to the soldier she had saved.  "Sorry to startle you, soldier, but something is going down.  The station is under attack from a group known as Ragnarok.  I...uh....just intercepted a transmission from them.  It looks like they're already here.  I'm going to see what I can do to stop them, you relay what I told you to HQ." Without another word, she turned the mech around and headed out. She didn't have any particular destination in mind, but she had to do something, and moving out was better than standing here as a big target.