<div class="floatright">(https://pre00.deviantart.net/0bf2/th/pre/f/2014/246/b/e/tutorial_char_fte2_by_mitchellmohrhauser-d7xuugj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jasmine Yeong<br/><strong>Vehicle:</strong>Thorn - THE-S<br/><strong>Location and time:</strong>Outreach, embarking day<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>-<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>"Scout mech?" Her head tilted at an odd angle at the  The woman chuckled and hopped to her feet. Whoever this guy was he clearly didn't know mechs. "Nah, he may be small but he can punch up nearly twice his size. I like to spend my time hunting other mechs, let the others race 'em."<br/><br/>Placing her hands on her hips she took a moment to size up the man speaking to her. And raising an amused eyebrow at his attempted breakdown of her mech and when he gave his name. "Angel...." well this one seemed a tad full of himself to be sure. It was yet to be seen if that would prove to be annoying or endearing.<br/><br/>"I'm Jasmine Yeong," She finally extended her hand to take his offered one. "You can call me Jasmine. And no, I don't have jump jets. It's so basic that sometimes I am surprised I have targetting computers." She nearly huffed in frustration before softening her visage into a light smirk. "But for twenty tons It can take a kick. So I guess its a fair enough trade. If I get a good paycheck or some better salvage out of this war maybe I can look into upgrading." Shrugging her shoulders. "Not much to do about it until then."<br/>