<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/>short feminine legs swung lazily back and forth as they hung off one of the many high catwalks and gangways criss-crossing the upper loading bay. Cranes and power lifters hauled high explosive pallets to and fro. Some of those explosives were being craned up and loaded into the popped open back of a small sturdy mech.<br/><br/>Jasmine watched a team of crewman and remote robots gingerly secure each payload into the empty side torso. Jasmine had to beg and promise to get even one tonne of those missiles for herself, and promise to not use any of them during the raid if all possible. Being poor sucked... Jasmine couldn't wait to be rich. Make a pile of cash at this job like her parents managed to do and buy the shiniest mech she could find. Something bad-ass and fresh off the assembly line with all the latest trimmings. Her Thorn was nice, it really was, and it was a surprisingly sturdy little machine. But it was... simple. In both good and bad ways, and sometimes infuriating ways. Still it was her machine at least, and remembering that always brought a smile to her face.<br/><br/>The young woman took a moment to try and admire her machine. limp with inactivity as it was, the small 20 ton 'Thorn' looked like a puppet hanging from the end of a marionette that the puppet master forgot was in his hand. Her attentions gradually wandered around the bay, eyeing each of the companies other assets as they lay in similar states of dormancy. Watching similar scenes play out as the companies small army of mechanics loaded and crawled through the innards of the great war machines fixing anything that could be found before landing, or at least fixing anything that was within the current budget.<br/><br/>Who knew? with this new war there were bound to be contracts galore from every corner of the Sphere. Backed by the confidence and optimism of cheerful youth, Jasmine was sure their fortunes had to turn up sometime, and have that fat juicy contract they've all been waiting for fall into their lap.