[center][h3]Ziska[/h3][/center]

Fighting the controls of her BattleMech, Ziska hissed as she fought the damage from the PPC bolt. She was down an arm and two medium lasers. Her armor was open in more places than she could count. The fight was far from settled. It was no time for caution. She had to act. Ziska watched with a lopsided grin as Merry Go absorbed an AC 20 round and then returned fire. A grin that grew even larger as the slab of armor moved to screen her. It was brave, possibly a bit foolish, but she would take it. There was still a chance and she would keep punching for as long as she could. It wasn't time to run.

"Merry Go Round, move a bit closer, I need to stay in this," Ziska keyed over the tight-beam comms. Uninterested in colliding with the lumbering tank, Ziska kept the RVN-3L skulking behind. When the range indicator finally dipped down to 180 meters, she pulled the trigger, bobbing the right torso of the birdlike BattleMech skyward as she launched her SRMs in a high parabolic arc. Lofting her instructors had called it back in the Magistracy. Something old, something for dumb-fire weapons, but when it worked, it worked.

Ziska could have sworn she heard the whistling death falling from the sky as the missiles slammed into the enemy Panther that had clipped one of her raven's wings. Explosions rattled the scarred Panther, cutting into the left torso from the top and gaps where the left arm had once been. Another SRM missile slammed into the blackened right arm, tearing off what little myomer remained, and sending the PPC thundering to the snow in a great, big puff of powder.

"That'll teach you," Ziska muttered to herself, already targeting the enemy Hunchback as her sensors registered damage that stripped almost all of the remaining armor from the Panther's Right Torso.

The beam of her TAG laser fired, flickering into existence for a moment, before Ziska felt her BattleMech shudder under a loose patch of snow, she cursed as she watched the "good TAG" indicator vanish from her screen. Barreling towards the Hunchback without further input, her NARC instead hit true, and NARC once more blazoned across Ziska's HUD.

"Panther has lost his PPC, Hunchback NARCed," Ziska said, trying to make herself small behind the Merry Go Round. [i]Never say no to a hero[/i] Thrice Hanged had always said. She hoped the enemy mediums and heavies were busy enough dealing with the rest of her lance...but if not...well, she had always figured Thomas was right when it came to heroes.

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Ziska moves to grid K7, Merry Go Round moves to grid M7

Panther = Autohit (8 Range/Hex shot)

Location Hits:
2d6 (5, 3)
LA --> LT (-2 structural, 1 left)
2d6 (4, 6)
LT (-2 structural, 1 left)
2d6 (1, 2)
RA (-1 Structural, gone, -1 RT armor)
2d6 (2, 4)
RT (-2 Armor)
2d6 (1, 5)
RT (-2 Armor)
2d6 (4, 2)
RT (-2 Armor, -7 RT in total, 3 armor left)

HunchBack:
3 Gunnery  + 0 AMM+ 1 TMM + 1 Other (multi-targeting) + 2 RNG = 7
2d6 (1, 5)
MISS!

NARC: 
3 Gunnery  + 0 AMM+ 1 TMM + 1 Other (multi-targeting) + 2 RNG = 7
2d6 (5, 5)
HIT!
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