"You look f-" Marlene's answer to how Sarah's FRAME appeared to be holding-up was cut-off when Cecelia called for them to withdraw for debriefing, which led to Mr Bubbles making a far less than graceful series of bounding-moves down the street as Marlene saw what was left of her lens fall-off and crash into the pavement from all the jiggling, likely rendering her to pilot it completely blind.

Now, as a very rude word regarding the new status of Mr Bubbles came to mind; Sarah had two options, really. She could've popped the hatch like a normal person, or remained buttoned-up and rely on one of her team-mates to make sure she was pointed in the right direction with a series of commands and in some cases, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gLRvHXx4-U]shunting Mr Bubbles with a well-timed shoulder-bump[/url].

...

After what seemed to remove a fair amount of paint off Yassir's shoulders, Mr bubbles came to a halt in Samigina's cargo-bay, allowing Marlene to get out and [i]probably[/i] not have to worry about anything large and expensive getting broken... [i]for awhile[/i]. As she saw Sarah run-off like a squirrel on a caffeine-high, she was thankful that she was the ship's problem for right now as she made sure both FRAMEs were secured in their bays before catching-up with their hyperactive-mascot.

The briefing around the holo-table, put lightly, was highly skeptical of Colonel Guoliang's motives; at least from Marlene's perspective as she looked over at Bentz.

She strummed the table a few times at the end of the spiele as she quietly debated whether or not to voice her opinion on the matter of being a non-national unit being aligned with the commands of a black-ops unit with likely a checkered history of its own. Sounded like a scapegoat-for-hire offer.