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[indent][color=silver]Alto wouldn't have to wait long for a response, as a soft and somewhat monotone voice came back through his radio before too long: "[/color][color=e00000]Aissi reporting, Eight-Ball. I--I'll ride with you.[/color][color=silver]"

As the implant in her inner ear went quiet, Aissi slid backwards from her brief waiting-post, turned, and glided across the floor, dodging people as she went, until arriving at the active mech. It was just as well she take this one; it was shorter than the other less-occupied behemoth nearby, and she had no idea how she was going to get up it anyway.

When she arrived, close enough to touch the sturdy metallic chassis, she frowned slightly. This close, there was something that felt kind of...vaguely familiar about it, in a way that she couldn't explain. She reached out to caress an emitter on the side of the ankle...

...Before it lit up with a bright glow in response even before she made contact, and Aissi blinked as she began to slowly drift [i]upwards[/i], as though even the gravity that had kept her feet hovering a few inches above the ground had fallen away. Tilting her head back, she saw another of the emitters. And then another, and another, spiderwebbed across the mech's hardpoints all the way to the top. Taking a gamble and hoping it wouldn't result in her falling on her face on the hangar floor, she gave a small boost downwards.

A strange expression resembling a distorted smile grew on her face as she zipped upwards.

Beneath her, the emitter blinked out, and she felt herself slowing--before the next one in line went on in turn, and her upward momentum resumed. In this fashion, boosting from one hardpoint to the next, she skated her way [i]up the side of the mech[/i] until she landed atop its shoulder, where she stabilized again. Jetting over towards the head, she settled at the corner of two plates of metal. Pressing a hand against each, she activated the electromagnetic clamps in her hands, and so anchored herself to the mech quite securely even as her feet remained aloft.

Then she turned and inspected the head for a moment before releasing the clamp on her right hand and lifting it towards the cockpit--along with her right Bladewing purely from reflex--in an awkward wave.
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