Between fury and rational thought, between territoriality and duty to protect... between need to protect his mate and the desire to defend his soon to be wife; Jared walked the razor thin line between his bestial instincts and his human mind. The old piece of junk mech he was stuck in did not aid in his mental state but he would not lose it this time... He could not lose it this time. Veronica was waiting for him back on the Elyandra, and if he lost it again then he would lose her in one way or another.<br/><br/>He was not going to let that happen, even as the razor edge got thinner and thinner as the battle went on threatening to split him in two, he just gripped harder to maintain control.<br/><br/>Though his reflexes were at their peak, Jared's mech felt sluggish in his hands as being disconnected from the machine around him and the blank slate AI in it tried to keep up with/predict his actions. Normal grumbling and taking frustrations out on the mech were pushed aside though as the Children were thick in the void around them. On the upside, with the Children so thick aiming was not as much a problem... dodging on the other hand was damn near impossible.<br/><br/>“Shit!” Jared shouted as another explosive round hit him, twisting his controls hard to maintain control and just barely avoided a Kami coming at him. “I just lost a leg... Adjusting stabilizers to compensate.”<br/><br/>Jared's entire control panel was covered in red: red tide sweeping across his radar and HUD, red lights appearing as systems broke and went critical, and a splotch of red where he cut his hand after one hit. Another hit shook the mech causing another red light to spring on and alarm to blare.<br/><br/>“Weapons hit! I've lost control of missile pod 3, jettisoning it now!” The pod blew off the mech to be promptly snatched by one of the arms and thrown at cluster of Children mechs before detonating. The arm the performed the move was promptly turned to Swiss cheese as the action presented an opening in his defense.<br/><br/>“Ammo is just about gone, switching to secondary energy weapons. Veronica will you PLEASE step on on the goddamn gas pedal all ready!” A growl entering his voice as he smashed two Kamis together and quickly dashing away before they blew themselves up. While in the back of his head he knew yelling at Veronica probably did not help things, the desperation of the situation was growing with each passing second. Most of the mechs they had out there were at the point of being help together by shear determination of the pilots and dumb luck... On any other day some would have probably punched out by this point.<br/><br/>“Not sure how much life is left in this bird. I hope someone has a plan.”<br/><br/><br/>***<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Rega jumped from her seat and ran to the con to start targeting, but her frustration with the system began to show after a few seconds. She slammed a fist into the smooth glass surface then snapped her fingers with an idea.<br/><br/>"Kit, interface with the Elyandra, copy their weapon control console layout profile and program this console with the same interface, connecting it to our own weapons systems." There was a lengthy pause as the terminal went blank, then reappeared written in English and configured strangely.<br/><br/>"Jon, let's see if you can shoot." she said, gesturing for him to take the controls.</span><br/><br/>“I'm not exactly a gunner...” Jon replied though a smirk started to form as he moved over to the controls, “I am however an engineer and that provides me with some insight on how to pull this off.”<br/><br/>He quickly adjusts the controls and bringing up scans of the Rapture. The ship design was familiar to him and even if they reconfigured it internally, there was only so much of the power system that could be moved around. He had only one problem... He did not know the yield of the weapons he was about to use.<br/><br/>“Rega... you might want to tell you friend to be careful cause I'm going all or nothing on this and I don't know what your weapons are going to do,” Jared said seriously as he worked as fast as he could to target shield weak points and critical power junctions with as equal a weapons spread as possible. He was not sure what was going to be effective so a little bit of everything at each point should cover his bases.<br/><br/>“I hope this works... Firing!” He pushed the button and held his breathe.