<blockquote><div><cite>Eferhilda wrote:</cite>Angela was glad for the help from the feral, no matter how much she may loath to admit to it later, still she was relieved when they finally made it outside. At least she was relieved for a little bit till she saw the armored unit and knew that the shit had most certainly hit the fan. The little announcement only served to further affirm that this was indeed completely out of hand and working on becoming a full shit storm. Inwardly she cursed herself for helping these damn ferals in the first place instead of just staying out of it like Cody had told her. <br/><br/>Donta shouted for them to follow him, but one of the ferals had been reduced to nothing but a whimpering mess, so that left her to be Angelaâ€™s problem. Grumbling she lifted the girl up and carried her after the others into the bushes, â€œOk so now what?â€ she asked in a harsh whisper. Yet Donta kept running toward the empty mechâ€™s, a grin on Angelaâ€™s face as she figured out what he was trying to do. <br/><br/>With the feral more or less draped over her shoulder Angela made a dash for one of the empty TAMâ€™s watching Donta do the same. â€œIn you goâ€ she said to the girl as she placed her in the rear seat before she climbed into the front where the pilot would be. The unit came to life and as she began fiddling with the controls, it powered on fully (stating something about genetic material match) Angela made the giant mech move to stand, twisting the upper torso while doing so to knock the TAM that had aimed at them over. It all happened before the ones who had come to take the school could realize what they were doing, â€œJust like a video game!â€ Angela exclaimed in excitement as she brought up the weapons and began firing on the enemy forces. They were outnumbered but they had the element of surprise on their hands which seemed to working to their benefit as they fired on the enemy.</div></blockquote>