"....Oh yeah." Max muttered, taking off his short and wrapping the key in it.
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And Akira dodged right into a shot fired by the rookie, blasting his machine's head off.
"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Akira yelled out in pain, the ONI system transmitting to his brain the damage reports in the form of equal pain.
 The rookie's eyes widen. Shit, were the cockpits in the head? The machine was still moving...
He forced open a communications with the machine, his question surprising the pilot.

"SHIT, You alive? Come on, PLEASE say yes."
"What the-?" The ONI Core pilot stopped mid-sentence, groaning in pain. "Dammit that hurts..."
:"What happened? I jsut shot your machine in the head! Not the cockpit!"
"Ugh, feedback from the ONI System. Links my brainwaves and nervous system to my machine for ease of movement. But the downside is that it is linked to my nervous system. So I feel any damage my machine sustains... Wait, why am I telling you this?"

"Beats me." The man said...aiming his weapons at Akira's machine. "We're fighting, but I'm gonna feel awful about this." He muttered, opening fire.

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The white machine took to the skies, it's short, plane like wings adjusting in the air. It was more proportioned like a a human, with white, large, It didn't seem to be well armored, and several attachment ports littered it's body, mostly on the legs and back, with one on each shoulder. It was rather simple in design besides that, along with a knight vaguely V shaped head with two horn like antennas, a Y shaped visor, and thick forearms.
The panels of the forearms shifted, moving and rearranging themselves, turning into gatling like guns, which it then used to open up fire on Anna and Amane.