"Prioritize the mech over anything else. By no means are you allowed to lose the mech! Do you hear me?" Ackerman ordered, agitated. Radar readings have gone haywire now, with static slowly creeping into all comms.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>"Crystal wave approaching. Retreat suggested. Use of bioelectric disruptor equipment advised."<br/><br/>"Tesseract node. Execute Captive Protocol."<br/><br/>"Initializing protocol. Deleting armament control files, complete. Deleting neural interface files and pilot neural codes; deleting pilot cognitive pattern files. Complete. Deleting Tesseract Node." The displays flickered to a simple interface, "Complete. From now on, this mech has been isolated without aid of a Tesseract Node."<br/><br/>Just then, there was a sound striking the hatch. Probably the child soldier trying to drag her out. Brown pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one promptly; the Tesseract would always blare annoying messages to have her stub out the cigarette but she was no longer connected to the network so it should be alright. Her hand drifted beneath the seat, extracting a small black plastic case which stored a pistol with a spare magazine and a flaregun.<br/><br/>She exhaled, watching as the blue smoke coiled in the cockpit, before reaching down and stripping various gear from the interior of the cockpit. Once done, she reached down and tugged the switch at the top of the cockpit, forcibly opening the hatch. A scarlet column of smoke formed as Brown fired a flare round upward; to remind her of her location relative to the mech's crash site when she managed to escape. The flaregun dropped from her fingers, as she quickly replaced it with the pistol, aiming directly for her captor's forehead, "Back off, now."<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Isana folded her arms as she awaited some sort of reason for being pulled out abruptly and humiliatingly out of class, which would probably never come. Just then, she detected movement out of the corner of her eye. "Sato, you mind explaining what is going one here? You seem to look worried, and I infer that you have something to do with this. Mind explaining?" She repeated herself.