Alastor, exchanging his sniper rifle for his battle rifle, stood up and stepped back a few feet. Taking a running start, he jumped off the Albatross's ramp, flipping once before his thrusters fired. He landed with a huff, rolling into a crouch as he swept his weapon back and forth. Deeming both ways of the crevice clear after a few moments, he let out a five-note whistle to let Scott know to come down. He moved farther up the crevice climbing onto a raised platform as he waited for Scott to come down.<br/><br/>"Always have to enter in style, huh?" Lunamaria teased slightly, marking the way out.<br/><br/>"You know me, Luna," He replied with a nonchalant shrug and coy smile, "I love making an entrance."