[i]It was a soft pattering against the hull, gentle and rhythmic in the cool air. Breathing out, Dissonance following her movements, the machine bringing up its hand before the head unit and peering curiously at the pooling water. "Rain..." She whispered, pilot and machine turning their head at the same time and letting the water fall to the ground in a cascade. Gears gently hummed as the two reclined back into the nook, pulling the camo-net around them tighter even as a voice gently tugged at her from the corners of her mind.

"Alex..."

Looking up, she turned her head in the direction of the voice, peering across the rift and the flowing river in front of her. It called to her from afar, yet seemed so close. Alexandria started to stand, but something kept her from doing so. There was no physical force keeping her there, no, it was something else. Even as she wanted to stand and seek out the voice, there was a deep feeling inside her that told her no. That feeling over-rode her desire to seek out the voice, it reassured her that staying still was best. No... It begged her to stay still, to remain where she was and to wait. But for what?

"Alexandria..."

That voice again called her, and she felt the pull stronger this time. Her eyes felt weary, like a heavy weight was upon them. There was no more rain... Where did it go? A flash of panic hit her, gone in an instant as if swept away by an unknown source. "Alexandria!" Both pilot and machine turned their head to seek out the voice, the landscape around them bleeding away from the lush environment of before, and into a barren desert...[/i]

She shook herself as Julia sent impulses down her nerves, forcing her from the reverie. The sound of the captain calling over the radio was the first thing she heard, followed by the others sounding off. [color=92278f]"Lexicon."[/color] Her voice was soft over the radio, the subtle sound of her readying Thanatos in the background and reclining against the rockface. [color=92278f]"Ready for overwatch. Call out anything that gives you trouble, and I'll put them down."[/color] It wasn't a moment later that the fighting broke out, her eyes watching carefully each of her team-mates within her view-range.

"[color=bc8dbf]"Alex."[/color] Julia spoke in her ear as she always did, and she could almost feel the fingers around her own, assisting her in scanning the battle below, pinpointing potential targets as they appeared. [color=92278f]"Keep us hidden, sis."[/color] There... Salvaged Sentry about to engage Doughboy in close combat. Machine and pilot exhaled and the finger tensed on the trigger of the 120mm rail-cannon. [color=bc8dbf]"Doughboy, providing supporting fire. Prepare to execute."[/color] Even as Julia spoke as Alexandria, there was a flash of energy from the muzzle of the heavy rifle, and the sabot split the air as it bore down on the Sentry, hitting the unit above and to the left of center-mass sending material showering on both combatants as the machine's arm was sheared off at the shoulder.