"I hear you," William responded, turning to walk through a doorway on the street to get out of the commotion at the command bunker, "Get the Mech back here, or wait for help to arrive; if the Mech pilot proves to be too much of a problem, eliminate him. Save the celebrations for after the war, we've all got a long way to go."<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>When Brown came to, the sounds of fighting was already far away. She blinked, the red lights still flashing. As she raised herself up, she found that she was bleeding from the left temple, she had ended up smashing herself through the holographic displays and onto the interior of the pilot capsule.<br/><br/>She looked up, majority of the displays were off. She rotated slightly, her hand grasping the handle at the head of the pilot seat, pulling herself back into the seat. She swept her blood-soaked fringe out of her eye before placing her full attention on running the system reports and rebooting the Overseer System.<br/><br/>A hand wrapped experimentally around the eject switch. If she pulled it, no matter if she managed to actually eject the capsule out, the mech would instantly turn into a two-story bomb. Just then she spotted something on the rear view camera. Someone was on the capsule pointing a handgun at this super-sized mech, and Brown would have laughed. From what she can see, someone had dropped molten metal onto the mech and thus causing the searing pain she had felt on her back through the neural-mechanical link. But this could mean that she was stuck.<br/><br/>She tilted her head to the left, pulling at the microphone, "Oi kid, get off the Mech!" In this war, all war crimes were legal. To the research branch, this was to test and record the ethics of normal people under stress, and it proved to go very poorly: everyone only truly cared for themselves. "Geneva Convention does not apply in this war. And not as if there is some superpower who can enforce that other than The City. Last warning."<br/><br/><br/>Ding. The system activated, and Brown inspected her 'capturer' closer from the camera feed. It was a girl, somewhere under twenty. Guess they were getting desperate and relied on the Espers. She opened up the system report, revealing that nearly all the Mech's extremities were disabled. "Right, I can't move and someone wielded the exit shut. You may want to clear off before this thing explodes." Her grip tightened on the switch's handle.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Samuel watched as the girl was thawed, wrist-first and he locked the thin bracelet onto her wrist and nodded at Hero to speed up the thawing.<br/><br/>Once it was almost done, he shook the girl lightly, "It's a light thaw right, you didn't freeze her her main blood vessels right?"<br/><br/>"Yes." Hero stated curtly before allowing two cables to attach him to a Carrier.<br/><br/>"Hey girl. Girl!" He stuck her cheek, "Get up, your ride is there. You can't use your power for now for safety reasons. You should go there and climb into the cargo bay of that Carrier over there." He pointed at a Carrier what had landed, several crew members helping to speed up the liftoff.<br/><br/>"We don't have to use force will we?" He continued reluctantly as the Ten Flower waved at him to hurry up.