The beast rumbled as she approached, she could feel it in her very bones. In the back of her head she could hear it without words. It wanted to be freed... Unlike the other Frames lined up in the hanger, this one was an original. It was all its own and it knew that. She knew that.
At her touch it's chest opened up like a gaping maw and she climbed up to the cockpit.A hiss signaled it's sealing and for a brief moment she was in darkness. A momentary flash before the walls of the chamber synced up with Tahzelli's senses, enveloping her in a perfect reproduction of the hanger.
The beast's claws scraped the deck as it gave a feline stretch before lifting off the ground, it's float drive engaging...
...The information flooded her senses as Tahzelli pushed itself between the barrage coming from the enemy frames. The occasional beam would find it's mark and like needles she could feel it's skin burn away only to feel the itchy crawling of it's skin forming back over wounds.
They closed the ga