After the battle in Paradigm City, the Sol Machine known as ShelLancer trudges it's way back into the hanger bay, docks in a gantry, and powers down
A weary figure in mechanic's overalls clambers out of the cockpit, and after a bit of flailing, descends on one of the cherry picker platforms.
"What the heck was I thinking?" Dido groans, slumping down onto a bench. "I panicked, made stupid calls. And that Decepticon leader thinks I'm a turtle ninja transformer now...!"
She smiles. "...but Hot Damn, I saved some lives out there! Not bad, Dido. Not bad at–"
She looks up at ShelLancer...and finally notices the major damage it's taken: melted armor, broken off spikes, and an endless amount of scratches and dents. All of which needs to be fixed.

"–AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A weary figure in mechanic's overalls clambers out of the cockpit, and after a bit of flailing, descends on one of the cherry picker platforms.
"What the heck was I thinking?" Dido groans, slumping down onto a bench. "I panicked, made stupid calls. And that Decepticon leader thinks I'm a turtle ninja transformer now...!"
She smiles. "...but Hot Damn, I saved some lives out there! Not bad, Dido. Not bad at–"
She looks up at ShelLancer...and finally notices the major damage it's taken: melted armor, broken off spikes, and an endless amount of scratches and dents. All of which needs to be fixed.
"–AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
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"But This! This damage is gonna take at least 50 man-hours to repair! And millions in cash! And it's wasn't some strutting devil-may care fighter jock that wrecked this baby..."
She buries her hands in her face. "It was me! Dido!"
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And you helped save a lot of lives out there, even if it damaged the robot.
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"But what would all the other UG techs say, if they saw me now?"
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"The duty of technicians is to fix mechs, not to wreck them! 'Above all else, do no harm' and all that jazz! It feels like I've violated come kind of mecha technician Hippocratic Oath. A Technocratic Oath, perhaps?"
Dido's head slumps. "Eh. Maybe the technicians you know in the GDF are less zealous about these things..."
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"Yeah...I guess I'm not used to thinking like that. Up to this point, I've only worked with civilian power loaders and prototype testing, you know? When those mechs get damaged, it's because someone screwed up. But here with the UG..."
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She looks up. "How do you deal with the stress?"
[Besides Sugar]
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