Waiting

"You were not kidding." Freya whistled in appreciation. The Astarte was in the process of getting touch ups to the paint job it had received. But instead of its previously bulky appearance it had much less armor. But it still had a shield and a shoulder cannon in the right hand on the right shoulder. While in the left hand was a sword with a wrist gun.

Jace was inside the cabin with a datapad working on finishing what he needed to. As he ran the diagnostic he looked out at his former squadmates looking at the mecha in awe. He smirked before returning his attention to the diagnostic. It was still going through but it had already pulled up a few connection issues in the cabin he had to fix. So he leaned out and grabbed the toolbox.