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

[i]Right for the wrong reasons?[/i] Raven thought, remembering what Ingrid had said, [i]as if being a good person isn't more important than being a good Mechwarrior...[/i]

Either way, he was glad he was charging towards the base, instead of the convoy itself, thus lessening the risk that he might fire at unarmed folk, most of whom were probably not willing to be there. He prepared his long-ranged missiles first, then his laser, then the rest of his weapons as he waited for the ECM to be put up and orders to be given as to exactly [i]what[/i] to target. Until then... He was dealing with hypotethicals.

Was he going to be ordered to fire at the gatehouses, or the turrets, or the wall itself? Or was he going to be asked to target the radar dish which poked itself above the wall, which in turn was unlikely? Either way, Raven prepared to do his duty, irresolution and worry lost for now as he waited for orders.

They were going to get the convoy. They were going to get the supplies. They will not fail this; their spirit remained strong and their minds remained clear. [i]Katrina, Andrew, this is the first step to rescuing you both, as well as everyone caught by these pricks.[/i] He remembered Ingrid's words too as he continued his thoughts, [i]An independent word which acts as a buffer against pirates; maybe that is the best fate for this planet. Who knows, maybe we can form a [b]new[/b] contract with them as a free world, maybe even settle down if the Colonel permits...[/i]

He caught himself idly daydreaming; has the ECM been turned on yet? If it had, Raven intended to fire, if there was still time before battle, even a few seconds or so, he was going to clear his head and try to focus as he waited for orders on what to fire on. [i]For Katrina, for Andrew, for my family, for the Green Knights, for the common people suffering through this...[/i]