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Holly grinned, "No combat... Though have you got those targets i brought you from the suppliers? Or have you managed to blow them all up, testing your creations?" Holly smiled before gesturing with her left hand. The seat sunk back into the mech, though the hatch remained open. "If you want, just cut it free now and i'll go without it until you find the seperator."

Holly scanned through the services running. One by one cutting the power to the arm that the disruptor was on. She smiled, there was a loud crash and another hissing sound, although of a much higher pitch. "The disruptor is disconnected from the arm and all the power to the arm is being diverted into the targeting unit."

The air was filled with a hiss once more as the hatch to the mech closed. Holly issued several commands. The links connecting the disruptor to the mech slowly deattached themselves with an audible pop. Holly motioned with her arm. The mech seemed to lean forward before lowering it's arm to the floor. The disruptor slowly dropped the short distance to the floor as the last link was cut. "Done Lilly, if this blows up when i get it back... I won't be happy..." The mech froze as seemingly all at once, the screens turned red. The hatch shot open and the seat fired backwards, ejecting Holly out of the mech at high speed. If it wasn't for the fact that the mech was at an angle, Holly would've smashed into the roof. But as luck would have it, she managed to get shot across the room into a pile of dust sheets.

Holly crawled off of the sheets, "Critical error... Processor damaged... Emergency eject..." Holly gasped to catch her breath as the shock from the flight almost stopped her from breathing. Holly managed to roll onto her back, she stared at the ceiling for several seconds before attempting to sit up.

Being propped up by her elbows she struggled to speak again, "Something... Back of the armouring... Triggered by... Mech moved..."

"Wind gone... I'll be... Fine... Check mech... Might go... Crazy..." Holly tried to wave Lilly away, her breathing was getting slowly better but the shock from the incident had managed to make her pretty weak. Not being able to focus on breathing and prop herself up, she slipped back down onto her back. Trying to get a decent lungful of air into her.

"The weapons systems... They're drawing power... I'll be fine, honest... Just check that it... Won't blow us apart..." Holly could feel it getting slightly easier to breath as her body slowly came to terms with what had happened. "Don't worry about me... I've had worse..." Holly spoke defiantly, which wasn't easy seeing as she still couldn't draw a full breath.

Holly grimaced as Lilly almost screamed the place down. She was still wearing the goggles that offered a view as to what the mech was doing. Which explained why she knew that the weapons were drawing power, and where the fault was coming from. "Javelins are being primed... Must've been struck by a virus node... You'll need... Need to cut all the power... It'll be drawing off the movement supply..." Holly gulped down mouthfuls of air as she spoke. It was getting a lot easier to breath, though every now and again she had to take several breaths at once.

The three mechanics had almost made it to the mech, and had prepared a strategy, when the other mech punched it. Lillian screamed as if someone had just punched her own child, which was the case with mechs that came in frequently. Before much else could be done, the damaged mech did not power off, but instead began to overheat, threatening to explode the weapons.
Lillian sat where she was, having decided that her throat hurt, and the reckless boys could do as they pleased. Either way, she got to watch, and if it were to explode, it wouldn't really matter what she did.

Lillian looked up, then turned to Holly in surprise. She'd given up in exchange for calmly viewing the events, and hadn't expected that there would be something to bother doing. She jogged to the goggles, checks for output posts, and put them on to assess what was going on.
Randall was already trying to stop Strakhov through communication, both exterior and radio. Harvey was getting up the broken mech to be on hand for any ideas. Jackson returned with the med kit, and was very confused when he saw the scene.
Lillian half-ran to the broken mech that was now extra broken (I'll have to bop him with a wrench and make sure it connects later.) and was groping at her toolbelt at the empty space. The data handheld was predisposed in her office. She cursed. She grabbed her communication device and flipped it to two-way with Harvey, and relayed the information from the goggles as best she could.