Anvi squints through the heavy pressure as it settles on her brain. She's still not used to the sensation, but she assumes it's a good thing. Not that anyone bothers [i]explaining [/i]anything to the pilots. 

[color=4E25FF]"You got it,"[/color] Anvi says, relived that Dr. Yunus is giving directions instead of Dr. McCulloch. Honestly, she sort of expected two combatants to be chosen for today's mission; safety in numbers, and all that? But it's just like the CETM to throw its talent into the deep end. Even so, it's still better than the streets of the UK. 

Anvi maneuvers Talos to the elevator and into the sunlight. It's mid-morning, and the waters of The Bay look almost inviting, even when surrounded by weapons and military facilities. Seeing it in the light makes Anvi's stomach feel a little funny. This is [i]real[/i]; this isn't just a spar or a simulation. She's not usually afraid of a fight, but even with Hyperian protections and super strength, she's forced to face the very real danger of this invasion. She's seen the wreckage. She knows what these things are capable of. 

No, no. Anvi flexes a giant metal fist, finding comfort in the sensation of human and mech acting as one. [i]It's go time.[/i]