Traversing the Bearing

Consciousness engaged with absolute mechanical clarity. Resting firmly on my stand atop the wooden expanse, I conducted an initial diagnostics sweep of my components. With a measured effort of intent, I tested my primary artillery: the forward main battery slowly traversed three degrees to port, sweeping toward the blue coaster. The movement was smooth, precise, and completely under my own command. I adjusted my aim back to centerline, holding position in silent readiness.