Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-21447002-20151018040822/@comment-3542839-20151020010142

Ashely was in a room shaped like a sphere, her body immersed in a ambiotic liquid, and her mind elsewhere. On the Star Extractor Array her mind in control of the machine as if it were her body is working on a repair, from a stray shot from the battle near venus. In ten thousand degrees her mecha body is shines a brilliant red, and turns its gaze to the battle.

"Should I engage?" She asks her comrades.

"Negative," Said Horatio in his Alpha Mecha, working on removing a massive solar panel, damaged by the stray shot. "They have not engaed us, therefore we will not engage them.

"They are not like us though, they fight in their mecha's and that makes them, in danger." Ashely said.

"If their are surviovors we will check for them like we always do." He replied.

"Yes, but, *she thinks to herself* When will I get to see the action?" she thought.