Archer was the last to leave the room, annoyance covering his face.  "Oh come on, we have a job<em>now?</em>How am I supposed to pilot a 'Mech without a turtleneck?  This is a brand new suit..."<br/><br/>The quad 'Mech - standing out like a sore thumb in the hanger - proved to belong to the pilot who stood out likewise.  The assault-class Xanthos had been stripped of its normal weapons, replaced by a trio of PPCs, and the armor replaced with stealth armor.  Seated in the cockpit with his helmet, seat restraints, and the impeccably tailored suit, Archer definitely looked... unique.  "Maybe some sort of working vacation.  Patrol around some token fortification for a token show of force to impress some powerful but lazy people.  We've got an expense allowance in the contract, right?  Think we'll get meal comps?"