Mischief and Mayhem

Quick Bio:

Sarah Miles

Raven Black Hair, barely shoulder length, straight and choppy but usually pulled into a ponytail

Odd eyes, one an icy blue almost white, the other a darkish green.

Slim/Athletic build, is slightly curvy but it's hidden mostly under her armour.

She acts positive and sarcastic, but she's afraid of the dark and has an injury which inhibits her. She's told no one, only her doctor, Hoffman, and Anya know of it.

Chapter 1:

There she was lounging in her personal quarters – being one of the few women on base had its perks. After having a quick shower, she took out her longshot, dissembling it so she could smooth out the barrel, last time she had used it the shot was a little to the left, granted that was the other day, so it needed to be fixed as she might be lucky enough to get a patrol mission soon, instead of helping out the hospital or training the rookies. Don't get her wrong, she likes how rewarding it feels to help her fellow gears return to health, but it just doesn't compare to the heart pumping, adrenaline rush of a firefight.

With that in mind there was a knock at the door, dragging her out from her thoughts. Carefully placing the dismantled parts of her longshot on the bed where she had previously been sitting, she answered the door to come face to face with a certain blonde.

"Hey Anya, what can I do for ya?" She asked with a polite smile, leaving the door open and returning to the bed to reassemble her longshot, already guessing the reason Anya was here to see her.

"I'm just here to let you know Delta squad is to be doing a routine scout of Jacinto's border, the guys already know as I found them all in the mess hall just before." Anya remained in the doorway, politely regarding the only female member of Delta squad, as she assembled her longshot in a flash. Anya could tell right away, that Sarah was looking forward to this as much as the guys had been. None of them would admit it of course, but she could tell they were getting restless being stationed here at base. She couldn't blame them of course; she watched countless gears everyday go through the same process of relief, relaxation to restlessness and irritation, mainly resulting in the people of said squads being put on some kind of recon mission or ground scout, to prevent any fighting or problems at base.

Sarah grinned to herself at Anya's words 'course they were all in the mess hall, they're guys, always thinking with their stomachs, or at least predominantly.

"Great, be out there in five yea?" Flicking her gaze towards the blonde's face to see a happy smile adorning her features. She nodded, flashing a quick smile and a wave before leaving the female gears quarters in peace. Shaking her head she quickly adorned her armour, picking up her lancer and longshot and attaching them accordingly before heading out to where the ravens waited.

"When will Anya and Marcus just jump each other already? It's so obvious." muttering to herself as she entered the courtyard, a single raven ready and waiting, the rest of delta squad either on board or leaning against said raven.

"Tch! Typical woman, always late." Baird muttered to the others, they all smiled slightly before noticing the look on her face; obviously she had heard his comment. However, she chose to ignore it, and acknowledged her sergeant instead, from his perch leaning against the raven.

"Who's our pilot?" she asked with a smile.

"Zack. Now haul ass, we gotta go!" She flashed him a grin before hopping into the raven and leaning into the cockpit,

"Hey gorgeous, did you miss me?" turning in his seat, the pilot spotted a face for sore eyes.

"Sarah! My god girl, it's been ages. I haven't seen you in years, man you don't look a day older, still drop dead gorgeous as always, when you gonna give in and fall madly in love with me so I can whisk you away somewhere and have you all to myself?" Grinning like a madman, he tugged her into a one armed hug from his seat.

"Hello to you too Zack! Man I miss having you around. So going to do a little lady a favour and whisk her away to Jacinto's border where she's gotta patrol?" Batting her eyelashes dramatically with a smirk on her lips,

"Of course my darling, take a seat and I shall honour your request, oh fair one" grinning still as he turned back to the controls and began to start the engine.

Meanwhile, while Sarah was busy with Zack…

Marcus climbed into the raven and sat next to Dom, leaving Baird and Cole opposite, Cole sitting closest to the other side of the raven,

"Oh great, now she's gonna talk 'til next week. We're never getting out of here!" Baird complained once more. Marcus flashed him a glare, already wearing on his nerves, about to tell him to shut it when Cole beats him to the punch.

"Chill baby, she's just saying hello, besides we're getting a nice view while we wait." he added laughing lightly at the end, as low and behold whilst Sarah was conversing with Zack, she was leaning over, giving the guys a full view of her combat adorned rear, completely oblivious to the fact, it seemed. Although that wasn't quite what Marcus had intended to say, it had shut Baird up and Cole wasn't exactly lying, although he only had eyes for a certain blonde, not that he was going to admit it any time soon. This left Cole and Baird eyeing up her behind, before she returned to her seat next to Dom, who was staring out at the courtyard, the raven beginning its assent and flight to their next destination.

They arrived twenty minutes later on the roof of a fairly steady looking building, well… steady in comparison to most of the buildings within sight at least. Still, it took the combined weight of the raven and it's passengers with little complaint.