Sarah sat in the passenger seat of a Flatbed Truck, one big enough to haul a Mobile Suit. The truck had left her family's owned and operated Savaging firm on the way to meet a client to finalize the sale of what was probably the greatest find they'd ever have. 

Neo Japan's GF13-017NJ Shining Gundam. The Gundam once used by the current champion of the Gundam Fight, Domon Kasshu.

Domon it seems was interested in getting it back for nostalgic reasons, it seemed and had tracked them down to see about getting it back. Sarah's Father was more then happy to sell it back to Domon. After all they found it, and had been repairing it. Sarah didn't care, she'd gotten attached to the suit and wanted to keep it. But, every one, was quick to point out the had no use for a Gundam, and it was best it was sold off and she could hardly argue the point. So she sat, annoyed, along with her father, and James, the driver and Michel, who was keeping an eye on the surroundings, on the way to make the sale final. Her job was simple, if something attacked, she'd hop in the Gundam and deal with it as well as what ever minor piloting that'd be needed at the drop off point.

"Might wanna get 'dressed' Sarah, we got uninvited guests" Michel said over the radio. Sarah smirked and made her way from the cab to the bed of the Truck and into the Gundam proper while the truck it self picked up speed. "It those idiots from Black Web again." "Negative, it looks like those suits we heard about on the news, the ones that have been attacking fighters lately." "Must be here for Domon then, well, it's poor form for the client to be in danger." Sarah said with a grin to her tone as the Gundam came to life, and rose to it's feet as the truck bed tilted and one short hop later the Shining Gundam was off the Truck and moving to intercept the strange Mobile Suits.

Sarah came to a skidding stop in-front of the first one, transferring all her forward momentum into a punch, the force of which tore the strange Mobile Suit to shreds. That seemed to have gotten the attention of the rest and the ones that marched past her turned to confront her. It was a pretty sad display on the part of the attacking MS, Sarah tore through the first few with little effort, even 'showing off' a little by ripping the disk like shield off one and throwing it at another and burying the shield in the torso of the MS.