After he was done charging up, Arcanus would step out of the charger.  "Hey, boss, do you need anything else done by me?  If not, I'm going to assist 57." he says as he begins prepping his hoverbike.  Serina, however, moving with him, was not the usual sentry.  She had no networked AI like the others, and the four chainguns were sacrificed to make room for two large boosters, taking her speed from 60mph to over 240mph.  Arcanus was smiling widely.  Finally some action.  Of course, only Aetius and 57 knew his true name.  Everyone else simply knew him as "AniMechanic," the man behind the robots.  He relished his work, of course.  He would get on the bike and slide the electronic cey into the ignition, waiting for Aetius to give the go ahead before pushing it all the way in.  This was going to be his moment of truth, he was going to show, after all this time, just exactly what he was made of.  The armor on his suit thrummed slightly as he energized it with his magnetopathic power.  Brain-generated plasma shielding.  It wouldn't hold forever but at least it would keep him from taking too much damage.  He de-energized it in order to conserve his strength.  Of course, the polymers covering his suit on the outside of the armor, made of several materials sprayed on top of each other to form a clear coating, which didn't obscure the paint underneath, allowed him to feel anything he touched, however, it also allowed him to feel pain when the suit was damaged.  He then waited, with bated breath, for that crucial go-ahead.