[center][h3]Zohra[/h3][/center]

"I'll keep an eye on things outside with Dash," Zohra said, feeling that it made more sense for her untouched BattleMech to remain in play.

"Be safe!" She added cheerfully as she gracefully turned her BattleMech around. Scanning her radar, Sohra moved her throttle casually forward until her Raven was moving at its still respectable cruising speed.

Feeling mercifully cool, with the shooting finally ended, she breathed slowly, willing the post battle weariness from her eyes. She had a job to do. She had a task to accomplish. Her instructors has always said soon after a victory was a deadly time and a place for an ambush.