Camelot, the latest advanced space carrier, less of a warship and more a city in space with a foundry, construction bay, fully equipped hospital, spacious living, and even a full-sized mall and it is here that the champions of every lord in the kingdom will rally to fight for the crown. "Please surrender control to docking authority." The voice came for the tenth time. "Kiss my ass..." Sachie replied as her large bulky mech, covered in scorch marks, insignia, and kill marking rocketed towards the hanger bay, collision warning and alarms all over the holographic display. "Please surrender control to docking authority." With an irritated glare she muted the coms system. "Collision imminent. Warning... warning... warning..." "After all the times I've use you as a ram... yer gonna give me this?" It was true... Sachie did not fight for what you would call a typical lord. A warlord as a stretch, but a pirate who had bought their title was probably the most accurate, and Sachie was one of their infamous raid leaders. Striking convoys without warning, grabbing their loot, and running before help arrived. Her specialty was ramming cargo barges, ripping their holds free, literally, and then running. The also found that a hold full of cargo made a great improvised weapon. "Now...!" She spun her rig and fired all thrusters in reverse, leaving scorch marks on the hull if Camelot as she shot into the hanger bay, grabbing hold of the lip and cringing herself to a stop as gravity took hold and with a loud boom she landed. "Fuck yeah." she she giggles as she reached over to flip on the loudspeaker on the outside of her mech. "Whose bad... that's right. ME! And now that I'm here the resta ya can go home." The large robot's hips thrust as she per its arms behind its head, then moon walked back to the edge of the hanger, pretended for a spit second she was going to overbalance and fall back onto the void and then pointed at a group of watched on the gantry and started dancing forwards, hands of crotch, and spinning on the ball of one foot before twerking as her cockpit opened and she grinned, turning again to move her rig to one of the bays.