[color=76D0FF]”Hel no, I won’t be responsible for that rising to your head. You want more, you gotta earn them. No freebies in our line of work.”[/color] Marit grinned, craning her neck back toward the Doc to give her a thumbs up behind the Raven driver’s back. Not that she expected to be able to keep Ziska from doing stupid things, but it was the thought that counted, right?

[color=76D0FF]”Might even be some silver lining to losing your ‘Mech’s arm, now they get to mount the one from that salvaged Raven and you get to smack the Fire Witch with pieces of her own lance the next time she crawls out of her den.”[/color] Marit grinned, imagining the verbose war criminal seething.

[color=76D0FF]”Think I saw Rivers heading to the Colonel’s shack? The rest probably went to get chow before the debriefing. Maybe a nap if-”[/color] She began to answer when a commotion from the ‘Mech bays’ direction loud enough to be heard made her pause. [color=76D0FF]”Vad fan? Sound like your kind of party?”[/color]