"Your armor? Hell no! Drake didn't give me this--this rig is centuries old, made to withstand kinetic bombardment designed to cripple bunkers." [i]He said defensively. The Shrike exoskeleton did look rather menacing, after all. It seemed like an evolution of the stark, militarized designs of the NTR... just more refined. This was the armor of a predator, a hyper-lethal warrior... and it had fallen into the possession of a naive 15 year old with no combat experience. [/i]