[The General]

While Mackie has arrived at Hot Legs to pick up Nene and Priss, The aqua APC is getting closer to the night club with every minute and in its interior, Sylia looks around her new surrounding as Cassidy turns to look at Sylia's curious surveying around her vehicle and a sly smile comes over Cassidy's face. Sylia turns to see Cassidy looking at her with that smile and her arms laid crossed on her lap and looks over to the joystick/steering drive column moving on its own. Sylia's eyebrows arched with interest and Cassidy shrugs and giggles. Then Sylia remembers that Cassidy isn't a human but a bioroid with organic living tissues grown in a cloning vat melded with cybernetical circuitry and bionics components(more superior than what humans have achieved) and not that multi-legged metallic combat boomer (created by an apocalypstical cultist group) made to defeat any combat boomer made by Genom or any megacorporations in service or in experimental testing. So driving that vehicle without her physical attention is possible if Cassidy is still physically linked to the vehicle's driving mechanisms and viewing cameras and that she has more brain processing power to even interact with both vehicle environments.

"I see that you reproduced the Spectrum APC's interior as seen in that tv series, Cassidy.", said Sylia.
"Oh yes, I did, but did some changes to accommodate the Knight Sabers' equipment for activation on the usual mission runs and added extra weapons for extra firepower. The armor of the APC is quite invincible to withstand a direct hit from a tactical nuke warhead or a very intense conventional weapon bombardment. The bottom drive train and the wheels are indestructible to prevent any attempts to slow or stop the APC from escaping pursuit or going to its destination. You might say that this is a 21st Century version of M1 Abrams tank to anyone's version of a WWII M3 Stuart tank in terms of combat survivablity on the long term basis.", Cassidy replied.
"I didn't remember you asking for our extra hardsuits and motoroids for an alternate safehouse storage. So I guess you decided to make your versions of ours.", Sylia exclaimed.
"Bingo!", Cassidy smiled, "It was my own pet project to improve your hardsuits to be undefeatable by your so-called latest state of the art versions of weapon systems in existence. So now you and the gang can benchpress a semi-trailer tractor truck with one hand, withstand any hits from the USSD Earthshocker attack or from Largo aka. Brian J. Mason, hit harder than an intensive aerial bomb attacks by a huge squadron of B-52s, and move faster than ever on land or in the air. So if you want to try out my hardsuits, they're in the back and I'm going with you to change out of my clothes."
"Alright, I like to see what your hardsuits are like.", said Sylia.
Cassidy sat up and gave a showman's extravagant bow and walked to a wall button panel and activated the hidden compartments to revealing the hardsuits and motoslaves. Then she pointed Sylia to the changing booth and gives off a very wicked smile. Sylia pretends to frown but ends up laughing.
"If you're a man, I would have slap hard for being a pervert." Sylia exclaimed.
"Aaah, but I always like seeing nude human females in front of me. Even though, I'm not a human lebisan or a hetrosexual.", Cassidy replied. After a few minutes, Sylia and Cassidy changed into their skinsuits and are sitting back in the driving compartment as they just arrived at Hot Legs. Sylia spots her own truck driving in front of the nightclub's front door and she looks for the vehicle communicator and finds it. Then she uses the communicator wireless mike.
"Mackie, this is White, over" Sylia spoke into the mike.
"Is that you in that aqua colored armored vehicle?", Mackie replied over the vehicle's loudspeaker.
"Yes, we'll follow you to Linna's last known location in Steel's APC, over", Sylia replied.
"10-4, we'll comply, over.", Mackie responded.