Georgia looks at the beast with too-many eyes. The unearthly shriek sends chills down her spine and she drops her weapon, letting it lay lax on its strap as she covers her ears, staggering on her feet. Everything seemed to be moving so slow, she was too wound up and she needed to do something. Needed to do anything. The Goleyeith was a monstrosity and all those big bullets that punched into it and riddled it with holes were nothing as it recovered. What could she do to it. Nothing. [i]Nothing... Except make a nice snack.[/i] She shudders and turns back around, darting for the tank and Carolyn. Let the big mech mess with the big scary thing that screamed wrongness at her and terrified her immensely. She grabs her radio and speaks into it, [b]"We aren't doing anything to it without a bigger boom. Thinking caps, everyone!... If that doesn't work, someone needs to lead it off so our friends can swoop out. After it's clear, the bait just has to Houdini out of its sight. Sounds like fun, right?"[/b] In her mind, all the activity did sound like a lot of fun... She did not get to play hide-and-seek often anymore, leave alone with someone who must be a master!

Climbing up onto the tank, she passes her pistol into Carolyn's free hand and grabs the other arm of her pilot friend, "Miss me?" She grins, feeling antsy. "I wanna ask how Thomas is, but guess we should all get clear, huh?.. Thomas is with you... Right?" Her eyes lock fearfully onto Carolyn, hoping she did not lose her big brother. Even if the sparkly-plugs rocket were needed, and he did get left behind... She tries to shake off the idea. She trusted Cara. She would never do something like that. [i]Ever.[/i] She was too strong and caring and her best friend.