Psychie
Princess Psychie
Toph feels the impact on her side with a wince, with little time to do much else as she struggled to get control of her damaged mecha. Countless hours of training drilled into her kept her alive and not slamming into the deck. Reminder to me: send a 'thank-you' note to Lt. Marcus Edison. His endless drilling probably saved my bacon. Now its payback.
Ignoring the taunting of the Meltrandi, Toph cooly works her controls to shift into her Battloid mode. "I took a solid hit, but my armor is holding. I just don't want to deal with another shot like that. Lets see if I can clear out my target." Maneuvering around to face her opponent, she maneuvers in closer to keep the Zentraedi from having as much time to react to her attack. She locks on with six of her plasma/heat mini missiles and pulls the trigger. "Missiles away!" She feels her mecha shudder briefly as the missiles ripple away from the launcher. Take that, you asshole!
Ignoring the taunting of the Meltrandi, Toph cooly works her controls to shift into her Battloid mode. "I took a solid hit, but my armor is holding. I just don't want to deal with another shot like that. Lets see if I can clear out my target." Maneuvering around to face her opponent, she maneuvers in closer to keep the Zentraedi from having as much time to react to her attack. She locks on with six of her plasma/heat mini missiles and pulls the trigger. "Missiles away!" She feels her mecha shudder briefly as the missiles ripple away from the launcher. Take that, you asshole!