Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20<br/>Comment: To be honest I have no idea HOW you're attempting to reprogram a LEG JOINT since you're no longer near it and have no listed equipment to do so but Ill roll anyway.<br/>Result: 12,<br/>Total: 12<br/><br/>The mech pilot was perplexed by Helios' decision, and decided to go on the offensive. He didn't want to risk the leg being damaged again, so he attempted to punch Helios.<br/><br/>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20, adding -3to the total<br/>Comment: Attack vs. Helios. -3 for size difference.<br/>Result: 8,<br/>Total: 5<br/>-----------------------------------<br/>The woman on the pip girl regarded Razzly for a moment before saying, "my designation is Computer Augmented Living Intelligence, or Cali.  I'm what amounts to this stations AI, though I am much more than just an artificial intelligence. My interests lie in protecting this station and those who are living on it. To that end, I want to recruit you to help me. At the moment, I am isolated within the colonial administration building.  The confederacy has tight control over the network right now, and I've only managed to stop them temporarily. If my firewalls come down, I won't be able to last long against their programs. Your mech lacks an ai, and it should be able to support me in a diminished capacity until I can resume control over the network. In essence, I'm asking you to rescue me. Will you help me out?"<br/>------------------------<br/>The soldier glanced over the paperwork Tanr showed him. "You're all clear. I was told to relay this message to you from the station commander.  You are to bring your mech online as soon as possible and assist our troops.  It would appear  an electromagnetic pulse went off somewhere in the station and it's disabled most of our armored division, so reinforcements are going to be sparse.  Further details have been loaded into your mechs computer,"  The guard stepped aside and opened the door for Tanr.  "Best of luck to you. Give 'em hell for me."<br/>--------------------------<br/>"Aunt Silva..."<br/>"Hush....it's not really.....all that bad. We....all must face death.  What I have to...tell you... is really important," her aunt managed though raspy breathes.<br/>"I'm listening," Ciel replied, the tears falling uncontrollably now.<br/>"Take this hatch down....Your mothers....legacy is down there.  It was her wish....that you receive it once you grew up...I'm afraid that you'll need....it much sooner than that,"<br/>"Aunt Silva, please, no more."<br/>"Hush dear.....Your brother and sister.....they're....th-th-they are.... st-still a....ali....alive."<br/>Ciel's eyes widened in surprise.  "You mean, they didn't die when I was a baby!"<br/>"no...all three....were separated at birth. We....tried to save all of you....but we failed.  And now......."<br/>"Aunt Silva!"<br/>"Go child. I don't....want you to see me die. Let your last memories of me....be when I was alive."<br/>Ciel nodded, numb with sadness.<br/>--------------------------------<br/>40% of the Einherjar had been defeated by the stations defenses by the time they entered the station.  Such losses were appalling for an elite force of Ragnaro. At this point, only six Einherjar had survived. Three of them broke away from the group and headed for their objective. The other three dispersed in various directions, looking for enemy forces to combat. Meanwhile, aboard the Veklarung, Delta prepped the Eidolon for launch.  Had his forces sustained fewer losses, he would have seen no need to get involved.  He would take up the slack of the four pilots who had been shot down.  Today, Einstein colony was going to become an empty shell.