Mhegan nodded, sending  Shizen the images, not knowing they were more than likely not being watched. "Shizen, if you don't mind, I'm going to drag in a few of the smaller mechs. Spyder can handle the weight and I want to look at their systems. The enemy always had decent molycircuitry and comp support, my Spyder baby can use some if they're intact." She fondly patted a consol.<br/><br/>Her mech skids to a halt beside one of the larger machines and Mhegan popped the hatch and leanded out to look at it. "Sypder, keep an eye out. I want to know if there's anything larger than a 10 kilo body on the IR or thermo. Full scan and record." She'd forgotten to close the link back to the base and Shizen's room as she hopped out  to climb up in the snow.<br/><br/>The cameras kept a full recording, several trained on the small dark woman in the skintight bodysuit, and were transmitting her image along with what she was seeing through her eyes as well. Her body moved with a certain grace, lithe muscles showing under the thin, but tough fabric as she scrambled up a damaged arm to peer into the shattered chest. "Wow.. Hey, tell the new lady her mech kicks serious ass. She blew clear through this one. The pilot's nothing more than paste or carbon ash on the metal.  Speaking of which, tap her and let her know if she wants any of these for parts. Some of these bigboys look like they got enough hanging between their legs she can make use of them."  Mhegan was, of course, referring to the mech, thinking Jal might  want to scavage parts from some of the enemy machines.<br/><br/>Something caught Mhegan's eye and she bend forward to lean into the opened chest cavity, giving  Spyder and the cameras a perfect shot of her rear and legs. She tended to forget exactly<em>how</em>well the bodysuit was fitted to her. As close as a second skin in fit and comfort. If not for the color, an off gray/white, it might appear if she was almost nude. A hand stuck back up out of the crater, waving enthusiastically. "Hey.. HEY! Shiz!  Spyder! Open channel, she has GOT to see this.. They got molycircuits and.. OHMYGODSIMINLOVE!! SHIZ, the new lady missed the computer core! We got a chance at an intact command core with current codes!"<br/><br/>Mhegan straightened and began dancing on the machine in joy. Uncaring of the  display, some would say vulger, she weas giving with her bodysuit. An intact command computer code meant there was a chance they would be able to interecept and read enemy transmissions and data for awhile. A potentually valuable intelligence coup of sorts.