A little tired yawn fills up the cockpit and she quickly gives herself a slap across the face to try and wake up, while the rest of the team where cozy sitting around talking tactics she had been ordered to patrol the nearby area just to be safe. Though she suspected it was another in a long line of lessons to teach her some calm and discipline, with a long suffering sigh she turns to the teddy bear manning her PPC. "what do you think Theodore? Will mommy ever learn to keep her mouth shut?" The bear just looks ahead into the sights and of course remains silent, probably thinking it safest not to answer her. "yeah.. what I thought too"<br/><br/>Her Shadow Hawk threaded through the forest with scanners out probing for anything that might indicate that they are spotted, for a 55 ton monster of steel and alloys it moved with a grace that non mech pilots always seem to be surprised of. But when the pilot was just a fleshy extension of the machine such things came naturally even for the larger mechs. Her orders had been to make one last sweep then head back to sleep, heck he had even emphasized sleep. She fumes a little at the insult, like any of her friends would be interested in her. Normally female mech pilots where rare, but they it seemed had been drawn here and with exception of her all where stunningly lovely so who in their right mind would bed her?<br/><br/>She snorts loudly "and like I would put sex ahead of the mission? I seriously doubt sex can be as good as piloting a mech anyway, it seems so.. messy to me." her teddybears all agreed with her in silence as is their way. "the day I let a man put.. that.. in me.. is the day I retire!" A few quick scans on all frequencies show that nothing larger then the odd elk seem to be around so she pilots her trusted friend back towards camp. With a deep sigh she looks at her weapons readout, her missile magazine being almost empty so she didnt even bother to load the launch tubes figuring she will stick to her trusted PPC despite the hellish heat it generated. Heat being the killer of all mechs, as weapons fired heat built up and along with all the heat from moving around could quickly reach dangerous levels and she knew of more then one tale of mech pilots ignoring the warnings and driving their weapon past the safety threshold and end up fried inside of their cockpit despite the cooling vest. She had jury rigged her heat warnings to give her earlier warnings since her main weapon was the one that tended to spike heat more then anything.<br/><br/>"Sorry Rose, I know I promised you a new load of missiles but we are just so short of ammunition we need to give the missiles to those that have no other system" The cute white polarbear holding a small collection of red roses in her paws just seemed focused on the launcher readout. The wife of Theodore Edward Bear (or Ted E Bear for short) who manned the PPC she was blessed to have such a faithful couple of bears manning her weapons. At least their company kept her sane in the many lonely hours in the cockpit, some pilots developed little nervous ticks or phobias from so much time alone broken up by the short intense fights, so she was glad she never did develop any such thing thanks to their company.<br/><br/>As she entered the camp she parked her machine a little distance away from the others as was her customs and dropped down the ladder to land on her thick boots with a thud, the meeting seems to be over which she was grateful for, she wouldnt have added anything meaningful anyway. Tugging the helmet of her head she salutes crisply "Reporting in Sir, nothing in the area we are still hidden as far as I could tell"