[h1][b][color=orange][i][color=orange][center]Michelle "Shelly" Diggby[/center][/color][/i][/color][/b][/h1]
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[color=orange][b]Location[/b][/color]: Patio
[color=orange][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A
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A God Damn Polar Bear. 

Immediately, the urge to smash the button took Shelly as she again feared for her life. She fought herself internally, [color=orange][i]it wasn't an ejector button,[/i][/color] and quickly her thoughts turned to an actual plan of escape. Shelly had encountered a bear or two before and had recieved a couple too many bear safety training courses during the little schooling she got. Acting like prey was a bad idea; running and continuing to play dead were only going to put her on the recieving end of a thousand pounds worth of bear. The training she'd recieved told her she should make herself as big and loud as possible, both of which were things that came quite naturally to her. But Shelly wasn't fighting a bear, Shelly was fighting a human pilot in a bear mech, at least for the time being, and right now Ayita seemed much more interested in Aunty Mindreader than her. Ayita's bear senses and bear speed was going to make escaping into the darkness impossible, making escaping inside the go to idea, especially when a polar bear would have trouble navigating doors at any speed, to continue the pursuit she'd need swap to something Shelly might be able to handle indoors. That said she did not want to join the brawl that was raging in the sitting room, getting caught in the crossfire would be as bad for her in her condition. It would leave her pursuer in pretty awful shape too, but something made Shelly think they'd be more careful with Ayita than they would with her.

[color=orange][i]Things were really getting out of fucking hand.[/i][/color]

Shelly hadn't yet dared move, but turning her head as slightly as possible gave her a view of how clear her route to the door would be. By the window, Jean weaved between Ayita's massive paws. A turn and a swing as she reached for the door would be likely be game over. Were there other options? It was beyond risky but perhaps now Ayita had the husband/wife brother/sister duo's number they'd deal with her and she could just remain resting uncomfortably prone. [color=orange][i]Beyond risky[/i][/color] wasn't like Shelly at all, but at this point, what wasn't?

 What about talk to Ayita? Shelly had just tried that and [color=orange][i]much to her surprise[/i][/color] neither birds nor bears could hold much conversation. Maybe there was one way to talk to her still. Shelly cleared her mind, God she hoped Second Ginger was still listening in on her private thoughts.

[color=orange][i]"Aunty, before everyone you love and care about becomes bear shit do you think you can, like..."[/i][/color] Shelly hesitated, wondering whether what she was about to ask was stupid,[color=orange][i]"...Can you patch me through to her? Because you're right, this can still end non-violently."[/i][/color]