[center][color=8dc73f] [h2]Naisha Alexandros[/h2][/color][/center]

	Naisha’s drones were on their usual active high alert as she was doing her thing, scavenging for parts. She was just getting into the groove, maybe allowing herself to venture just a tad deeper into the junkyard than her initial desires, but she couldn’t help it. Some good parts did show up, she found a few rather well preserved computer terminals that at some point or another were a part of a bigger system. She pulled the control boards and storage from those at lightning fast speeds as they were the most precious components and hid them away in her bag. Generally storage could be wiped clean and repurposed, but on occasion you might find interesting data in it. As for the motherboards and other similar computer boards, well she needed those and their chips for repairs and to craft new boards. If she wanted to build new drones, she’d have to assemble her own boards from scratch after all. Not that hard if you know what you were doing and had the right control board as well, though a decent CPU was always a must. This is why finding such well preserved parts made her very happy.

	As she put away some decent parts away, filling her bag to a decent size, she heard the sound of rather loud buzzsaws.[color=8dc73f]” … “ [/color]Naisha nearly froze at the extremely loud sound as her hands moved to the controls of her wheelchair, ready to switch to it’s motorized state to be ready to escape. It was obvious the sounds weren’t from a small tool. It was too loud and too noisy. Coupled with the signs and traces she had found across the junkyard, it proved something heavy weight was working in the junkyard, but she hadn’t seen any heavy crews operating here with heavy machinery equipment for that to be the case. A hunch was telling this was not a good sign.

	When the sound of buzzsaws was followed by machinegun fire and a drake shot down from the skies, Naisha’s expression crumbled. This had the trade marks of a certain set of machines, but it didn’t add up, it couldn’t be the colliseum ones, at least not the old Cutty and Sweepy.  They had no work here… finally she decided it was time to play it a bit safe and check what was going on with the current situation. Why would whatever was causing this noise be scavenging for parts though? She turned the wheelchair around and started moving in the direction of the exit for a little bit, making sure to put some more distance between her and whatever was making the noise, when she had a decent straight line to reach the exit of the junkyard, she took manual control of her Hound Drone since it had a camera and all that. She very slowly made it aim in the direction of the noise and very slowly ascend. Whatever was shooting down the drakes could very well shoot it down too, so she planned to raise it’s altitude very slowly as to not be easy to pick on any sensors and hoped that the distance and all the junk piles would provide ample cover for it in case it went wrong.

	[color=8dc73f]“Let’s see...”[/color] Naisha mumbled, controlling the drone in search of the potential problem in the junkyard. She was half tempted to send the protection drone to shield it, but if she did, she’d be defenseless herself and she wasn’t a fan of that option.[color=8dc73f]” Where are you, you bastard… I swear, the noise came from that direction.” [/color]If this was a rogue shinra mech, this could be a good target to attempt to hack and acquire, if it was someone's possession, depending on whos it was, same good option. First to find it and check for the potential owners though. She didn't have the intention of stepping on any of the local slums power houses toes for the moment.