Someone shouted something in french, then seeing that Cyone was an American he said "Could you stand out of the way. We're trying to pack up here. All of you if you're not helping up break down get out of the way." They were taking apart the command tent and packing up all the maps and equipment and things were flowing in a running line like ants to and fro as things were being taken from their current position and moving into the Spielbank Casino, a large and much more defensible position across from the park they were in, also a more easily located landmark for people to rally on, indeed, some stragglers and some German militia were already popping up. The French Colonel had already left and was organizing the reassembly of their operations inside the casino.<br/>"You might want to talk to the colonel about all that." Adrea said to the blond, "He's in the Casino. I'm Senior Corporal Adrea Morea, 2nd parachute regiment." She held out her hand to the American. The dark skinned Moroccan woman had a small but strong body, and a face that seemed a little to soft and gentle for a solider. The badges of the French Foreign Legion on her uniform.