IC: Brae Tessen

Praetorian gave a loud rumble as she started up, the lights across her chassis casting beams of faint yellow across the surface.

"Jump jets." Brae spoke as the jets flared up. "Operational. PPC." She aimed the large cannon on her mech a few times, charging a beam and allowing the energy to dissipate before she fired off a shot. "Operational. Autocannon." The barrels of the weapon slung under Praetorian's right arm cocked. "Operational."

Brae smiled. "Tiger Three. Praetorian's ready to pound some metal."