"Get your head in it Deston," he reprimanded sharply. The soldier should have known why he was there. First part of a survey, there to take geological readings, confirming signs that the MALP first IDed. It was all in the briefing. Find signs, identify suitable sites, help stage a new offworld base if the readings were as good as the MALP suggested.<br/><br/>Aaron gave the younger soldier a sharp look. He did understand how some of hte kids got all worked up thier first few times through. There was a little leeway, but he needed his men under control.<br/><br/>As they reached the top of the defile and came out at ground level, the colonel had his weapon shouldered again, sighting down it as he did a quick scan of the area around, lingering over possible ambush spots, looking for thsoe first few telltale signs of someone less than friendly out there. Satisfied for the time being he lowered his weapon again, heading out from the opening of the defile, finding a relatively clear spot with a good view of the surrounding area.<br/><br/>"Set up here Deston, get us secure. Doctor, go ahead and make your camp here, we'll set out from this location, I'm sure you're eager to check out the planet."<br/><br/>Orders passed on, he found himself a nice little spot, nuzzling down next to a large tree. His pack was tossed down onto the ground, his back leaning against the trunk as he sat down. His weapon was kept close at hand, his eyes constantly roving around, his attention flitting from one spot to another.<br/><br/>Til he saw the birds again, taking off from thier trees, flocking into the sky. He gripped his weapon tighter, pulling it into position again.<br/><br/>"Incoming," he warned the two there. Someone, or something was nearing them, judging from the birds. And he didn't want to see them with thier pants down when whatever locals were around came to visit.<br/><br/>((Have your character, and the local angry mob stumble across thier camp this post Miss Kikora.))