Kelly nodded, her Eva mirroring the unconscious motion "Titan Copy." she confirmed, and headed out; here her training really shined, as she skillfully manoeuvred her oversized, ponderous, Eva through the urban jungle without so much as crushing a street sign. Though it felt alittle different, bit tighter on the response than she was used to, so she pulled up a copy of her telemetry and quickly noticed the reason, her Sync was higher than normal, 65. Well, that wasnt too far outside her normal margin of error, so she flicked the window to a far corner, where she could keep her eye on it, without the readout being the in the way.<br/><br/>Skilled through she was, manoeuvring the bulk of her Eva naturally took abit of time, so she was the last one to make it to the train.  She locked her Eva in smoothly. "Titan, locked in." she reported.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=36307)<br/><br/>12 vs 58. Yay me.</div></div>