"Well, that was some much needed practice." Rachel sighed as she stood back up and stretched, working out the stiffness from firing from prone position all this time. She climbed off the roof and verified that the last of the shadows in her area were completely exterminated before heading cautiously towards the mech. "Shadow here, I've cleared my sector... I'm going to check out the mech and see who's piloting it." She had never seen the mech before and she hadn't spotted any logos or emblems painted on the thing that might have give them a clue as to who built this thing. After what happened a few months back, Shadow was rather weary of strangers just showing up. Especially if those strangers carried firepower like a battle mech around without raising any alarms or creating any ripples. It meant they probably built it themselves somewhere and it also meant the person controlling it would be extremely intelligent, knew their way around technology and had some serious skills... if they were friendly. The mech seemed to be on standby or awaiting orders of some sort, at least that was what Shadow assumed it was doing. There were no targets left to shoot at and if this mech was dangerous technology or built by someone, they'd have left the scene by now before the military tried to capture it or trace its components back to a source. Staying here meant whoever was piloting that mech wanted to be approached. Still, she wasn't going to be stupid and walk right in front of its guns. It could be an elaborate trap. Shadow teleported herself on top of the mech and tapped its head with the butt of her rifle. "Anyone in there?" She asked, not quite pointing her gun at the thing but not engaging the safety or leaving it pointed away either. --- [i]All hostiles within a half mile radius have been eliminated. Minimal damage sustained. Essential systems 100% operational. Ammunition reserves low, resupply ASAP.[/i] The computer was doing a post-battle diagnostics on the mech, and Arsenal was paying close attention while noting at the back of her mind that she somehow managed to make the readout look like some game screen showing player statistics. She would have to work on the weapons systems to make them more efficient if she didn't want to end up running out of ammunition for extended battles. She was snapped out of her musing by metallic drumming over her head. Someone had gotten on top of her mech and was asking for her. It was one of the Teen Titans. "Yes, er, hi. I'll be right off soon, just need to let this baby cool off a little. It's the first time she's left the house." She replied through the speakers, as if she didn't know the Titans were suspicious of her. Not that the mech pilot blamed them - they had been through a lot and she was showing up with a large mech carrying a ton of firepower they had never seen before. Though she would rather not expose who she was for now. She'd wait and see if the rest of the Titans were coming and arrange something at a later date. --- Nightingale had cleared every last shadow from her sector, and kept the automated turrets mostly undamaged. She had gotten back for all of an hour before she was dragged into a fight again. "Life never gets dull here, huh." She commented dryly to heself as she sat on the ledge of the roof and leaned against the support for some billboard. When Shadow reported in and declared her area safe, Hikari did the same. "Nightingale checking in, my sector's clear too, and I'm scanning through the security feeds to see if we can find out who or what caused this. I'll be five minutes." Once her report was done, she pulled her hood down so her hair fluttered through the breeze and cooled her off. She'd have taken her mask off too if she wasn't worried about someone watching. "Back for an hour and I get dragged into this..." Nightingale sighed as she watched the streets below and made sure everything really was safe. "Not even a call from old dates yet." --- Yan was walking towards the mech Rachel described, patting her stomach and sighing contentedly with a smile on her face. "That was a good meal. We should fight enemies like that more often!" She chirped merrily as she practically skipped down the street while her regular form returned, her silver hair fading back to blonde and her cat-like ears receding back into her scalp and her eyes returning to their regular purple hue. "Whoa, that's a large mech!" She exclaimed when she finally rounded the corner and saw it. "Can we keep it?"