[b][I]Raven Rivers[/i][/b]

Raven focused on preparing himself and his mech for the coming battle; he could not mope around lest that loses him a chance to save Katrina and Andrew. But at the same time, he just didn't feel he can get along with anyone else right now; the Captain was burying his own feelings in his duties to the rest of them, while the rest were clearly opposed to treating this as a situation where they had to win hearts and minds. Well, all except the noblewoman, Dashcke, right? And [i]she[/i] had a stick up her own ass. 

Nevertheless, Raven went to see her as she maintained her mech, swallowing his revulsion at talking to [i]anyone[/i] right now and trying to memorize his etiquette lessons, knowing full well he was likely to flub some stuff up and offend the noblewoman who thought that her presence was God's blessing on Earth.

Walking towards Lady Dashcke, Raven gave a deep bow of respect and said, "A moment of your time, Your Grace?" [i]Was that even the right term? Or did I commit a faux pas?[/i] The Mechwarrior then followed up with, "I need to thank you for partly considering my side earlier in the meeting, about how this [i]is[/i] a battle for hearts and minds, although I don't know if there is any other solution [i]but[/i] to threaten unarmed truck drivers in order to get what we need for our continued survival."

He then sighed, "I also wish to talk about the blase attitude of my fellow team members to the people of this planet, just because they were throwing protests at [i]our force[/i], which in turn was because we were representatives of a power they hated and which we secretly hate as well, to the point where my esteemed teammates want to see said people back under the Capellan yoke. Will you be willing to oblige me, Your Grace?"

Raven was clearly outraged and disturbed by what he had seen earlier in the meeting, and hoped that the noblewoman would provide a sympathetic ear, a sympathetic ear which he needed right now, and if refused to him, he'd just seek elsewhere...