Fast was Kat's thing, she loved and yearned for it. However, not by foot. Right now though it was a matter of urgency. Hurtling over cars and pushing past people, towards not away, against the flow, she ran and ran as hard as she could. Combat thundered down the streets around her, it filled the air with screams of panic and fear, not the combat of men but the combat of gods! And it filled Kat's heart with sheer adrenalin bound excitement.

She arrived at her destination just as an explosion lit up the sky. "C'mon c'mon," she whispers to herself between laboured breaths, having burnt more oxygen then her lungs could pull in. Her muscles ached, her chest burned, but all of that concern over physicality faded away under the rumbling of awakening mechanical life.
"Purr kitty, purr!" She yells eagerly as she is washed over by a nostalgic glow of lights. Sheer serene focus overcome all else as effortlessly and without thought she ritually checked gauges and flicked switches.

Her exit wasn't completely clear when she threw the beast into full throttle, a minor paint job and armour touch up was worth it, if it made the difference between getting to the battle in time over missing it completely. Today time was not on her side.

She flipped through the units available scanners and view methods, having already some idea of her closest target, she wanted to be sure of who else was around.
She was having difficulty holding the results, it would have to be looked into later.
To the left of her console she ran a separate scan on some makeshift setup, scanning the public media. Different monitors fuzzed to life as she picked up related reports and stories. No good images, yet. 

She sighs with a soft disappointed in her equipment. 'Oh well, time to follow that other Zaruga' she thought to herself veering off down a street to the left. Just moments ago she had spotted it out charging at two opponents while playing with cameo effects. 'Idiot' she thought as a smile spread across her lips.

Her 'Snow Leopard' held its AFC-40/L Autocannon in both hands, a quick diagnostics of the weapon system revealed everything was online and good to go. Nerves began to creep into Kat's excitement. She had fired this during training but never in a real life scenario. 
As she buzzed down the streets, in the distance she made out the Zaruga from earlier, her heart sank and breath froze. It was trapped, pinned, flanked and she watched frozen in horror as the weaponry of its attackers flared to life.

Only one of the two targets would have been in her 800m range, even if only. The laser target designator suddenly signalled go-time, rudely awakening Kat from her idle state of frozen fear. "C'mon Kat they ain't gonna hire no fraid-y cat." She angrily cursed at herself. 
Aggressively pulling the fire trigger she lets out a loud roar in the secluded confines of her cockpit as the auto cannon responds just as violently and began to blast away at her target.