Keira threw her head back as her entire body was covered in sweat as she jogged easily and happily on the treadmill. Not exactly the jogging she pictured, but the snow outside made it hard to go jogging without risking getting lost or attacked. Keira versus an enemy mech on ground was not even a fight, most pilots would just step on her to avoid wasting ammo, ground troops were the easy targets for mechs, though Keira had seen determined infantry lay waste to mechs and she was always careful herself, though she'd always been interested in the infantry combat thing, she was to small and slender, the power armor soldiers had was just too bulky for her to lug around 24/7.<br/><br/>As she ran, her chest jumping with every quiet step, she focused her mind on thinking about complicated math problems or something. Usually, she tried to come up with the formulas or theories about how the Gauss rifles were made and how they were calibrated. The armory had a small supply, though against a mech most rifles were completely useless. The Gauss rifles in the armory could do damage to Keira's mech, but the bigger mechs, the high speed projectiles would just dent the armor without any real damage. Unless of course it was a big railgun and not an infantry version, then your talking hurt. But there were few vehicles capable of carrying hardware like that, Keira was almost jealous, but her smaller mech suited her fine.<br/><br/>As her body began telling her it was time to stop with a slight cramp kicking up in her leg, Keira simply let herself be rolled right off the treadmill and did a few pushup and situps. With that all done, she had a very quick shower, cursing the cold water again, and quickly dressing up. She dawned herself in her standard 'catsuit' uniform and headed through the hangar, waving at Aren and Max as she strolled quickly past them with a slight smile on her face. Keira entered the hangar armory with a definitely mischieveious grin on her face as she looked around for anyone lurking. She found nobody, and proceeded to take one of the Gauss rifles from the gun racks. The things only fired one projectile at a time, but could easily kill a human beyond a mile, and damage a light mech at about the same distance, all in one shot. She loaded a charger cell into the rear of the weapon and it wailed with life as it detected the power source.  A second later it beeped as she could almost feel the weapon begging to be fired. Keira unloaded the weapons charger cell and packed a small box of them in a shoulder bag, grabbing one of the pulse rifles from the rack as well and hoisting it on her shoulder.<br/><br/>The pulse rifle reminded her of the ones in the movie from last night, the Aliens one. Keira had always kind of liked guns, majestic but oh so very deadly. They could be used to cause harm or to honor a fallen comrade, definitely something with all those properties would be easy to fear, respect and even admire a little at the same time. Keira packed a small handful of magazines for the pulse rifle and tapped the plasma pistol at her thigh. She carried it everywhere, but there was no ammo on base for it and she never used it unless necessary. Keira put a small helmet on her head and put some gloves on her hands, zipping up her catsuit and squirming slightly as her nipples began to feel the pressure.