Jal shook her head slightly, straightening. "Actually.... I was planning on upgrading my Machine with a high-angle MRM-40 rack and a heavy combat laser, but I don't have the parts to integrate them. Also, I need a new Mil-Spec GPS, with maps for the local area loaded, and feel free to tell the general that a two-to-one ratio of eighteen-inch plates to twelve-inch plates of Composite is ideal."<br/><br/>She chuckled, rapping her knuckles against the side of the Massive 'Quad Machine's leg. "As you can see here, I built this thing to take anything short of a direct thermonuclear blast, and even then, I think the frame and armour would survive."<br/><br/>She then knelt down next to Shi, snapping her fingers in front of the shorter pilot's face. "I think she's zoned out for the moment, Aren. Looks like she has everything fixed up, though, except for needing a new leg exoskeleton for her 'mech. According to the terminals, we're out."