<blockquote><div><cite>Mech__Warrior wrote:</cite>The lance stood and waited for their leader to talk. He let out a sigh and came on the radio. "She's right, men. They've got us and who knows when relief will come. I really didn't think we'd get attacked and this would happen to us." With that, just about every mech shut down and the pilots exited, hands above their heads and scared. The leader, who's mech was smoking still, would kick his window out and lean over the side. Fumes were coming out of the cockpit, like the interior was on fire. "And when you get a moment, rescue me first. Don't know how long until my mech's engine melts down."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>the female haunt rushed to him, and quicklt but careful, ripped off the window frame and part of the cockpit, she offered her hand for him to climb out him self, at her size, she would be unable to undo any straps and if she just pulled him out she woulf probably brake something. a young male, looked like he'd just entered him teen years for humans, crouched next to the other humans, sevral others did so as well. as a sign of respect, no human use put in a cage or tied up. each human was picked up and carryed, some on the shoulders, some ontop a haunt's head...some females and herms put their's between their breasts...others were held inplace by a fist, only the head and shoulders showing. the leader female looked down at the human she was saving and grined playfuly, ''funny...though humans were more numerous than this?'' she asked, waiting from the numan to unclip him self.