"See for miles? maybe. Hear for Miles? At the distance I have the main gun Calibrated for, you'll think it was thunder." She smiled, then stretched, her tight muscles relaxing slightly.<br/><br/>"I'm going to hit the showers; Covered in dirt, grime and crap isn't going to make me all smiles, after all. And, as for trying to Kill my 'mech by being sneaky, I'd like to point out the average armour thickness of slightly over a Foot of composite plate. It's designed to ignore anything short of a concentrated assault by a dozen heavies, or one nuke."<br/><br/>Jal snickered slightly, then patted Keira's shoulder, getting a nice layer of metal filings, dust and oil residue all over the other pilot's clothing. "Oops."<br/><br/>She then moved, quickly, out of reach of physical retaliation, and headed to the lift, pressing the button to call it, and, after a few seconds of not hearing the lift responding, she sighed, shook her head, and pressed a few buttons on the keypad next to the Lift's call button, disengaging the lock and re-calling the lift to the ground floor, regardless of what the occupants wanted at the moment.