[i]Susser Tod[/i] accelerated one second after the others had begun.  The weapons on that machine held the advantage of range over the others, and the terrain didn't do much to keep things stable - Daschke would have to bring her in below top speed if she wanted to be accurate, so she lagged slightly behind.

Her 'mechs right arm hung over the front of the torso, just below the the mountings that held the lasers' lenses, giving her that additional bit of armor to the chest.  The enemy was hardly equipped to break through its armor anyway, and damage to the hand would endanger salvage operations later if it failed, but they couldn't yet afford repairs.  All precautions had to be made.

Of course, as she advanced, she had to stop for a moment as Mechwarrior Rivers started swearing - not even a particularly good reason to swear, by her estimate.  She mentally shrugged and decided to deal with it later if it became a recurring problem.

She fired at the lasers, briefly slowing to half-speed to ensure the best possible shot, and then raised her external speakers' volume to its highest - the enemy would, hopefully, hear her over the din of the fight.

[color=SteelBlue]"This is Duchess Ingrid Daschke of Gawain's Green Knights.  We demand your immediate surrender!"[/color] she said, pushing her already commanding tone to its fullest.  She hoped, though faintly, that the appeal to nobility would make them seem like more than mere thugs.  [color=SteelBlue]"We do not see fit to execute you without cause - abandon your transports and we will leave you be!  Fight, or run, and we will have no choice but to fire with intent to kill."[/color]  She leaned back in her seat, reaching up to the cockpit's canopy to flip a couple of rarely used switches.  Her message would repeat itself over the speakers automatically, having been caught by the 'mechs comms computer, until disengaged.