The white form of a mechanical body hovered in air, haunched over slightly, seemingly staring into it's palms. A blue spark of energy ran in each hand, staring up like two neon eyes back into the lifeless red ones of the weapon. Behind those eyes, running through the beast and into it's heart, sat a young boy. Curled in his seat, with hands clasping against each temple. His white hair poking between his fingers, like idea that couldn't quite be held back. Tears rolling down one side of his face, the boy sucked in air, to try and calm himself, but all it did was feed the fire in his belly. 

Eventually, a sturdy arm wrapped itself around the body having a staring contest with itself. This arm attached to a much bulkier metal doll, which hefted a massive shield in it's free hand. It's large features made it hard to stay too close to the other body, but still it held on, slowly moving them both forward with it's meager propulsion. The comforting hand which extended the metal one, was connected to a young girl. She sat with her teeth grit, some tears stinging her eyes. She found the strength to say only two words. "Come on."

A much more slender machine flew behind these two. A large weapon now situated against it's back instead of in it's hands. The cylindrical head staring down into the wreck below. It was silent, much like the young girl controlling it. Inside the frame a young girl had her head fallen also, her hair blocking any view from her eyes, but every so often a sob could be heard. She stayed as silent as could, as she knew people below,who would not want to hear anything else from her right now. At least not anything she could manage at the time. 

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Inside the ship, the three frames situated themselves. The first to exit was Rebecca, the pilot of the heaviest frame. She was now biting her lower lip and had red marks from aggressively drying the tears away by force. She marched with meaning, to the white frame she had escorted. Soon she had helped her smaller ally out of it, and towards the slender beast that had followed them. After another process of removing a small body from a much larger one, the three moved towards the other person in relative space, who was not confined within their act of self defense. "She going to be okay?" The tall girl asked behind the boy banging on the frames hatch.