Edmund shook his head in response to Sydney's questions about defending the installations in the gas giants, "<span style="color: red">No, they generally don't bother mounting a concentrated defense. The installations are hard enough to pinpoint that they know if we concentrate our fire on the installation we'll be leaving ourselves wide open to the Greys themselves. Unless there is something incredibly important on the planet they are on the Greys try and keep things firmly on the offense.</span>" The man's voice was clear and to the point, obviously speaking from experience. He knew that even when the Greys were on the defense they still tended to favor offensive tactics. They would often times throw drones at the enemy in almost unimaginable number, throwing them away like candy even if it just softened up the enemy before a suit could be brought in to finish up the job. Edmund returned the salute from Sydney and watched her as she left. She had a quite a bit of promise, possibly the most promise of any of the new recruits.<br/><br/>Edmund turned his gaze from Sydney to the newcomer as she approached him, a small and very genuine smile crossing his face when she asked for "Edmund Eckhard," never failed to amuse him when rookies usually went to the most battle scarred looking soldier to ask for the Commanding Officer, especially when that soldier happened to be the Officer himself. "<span style="color: red">That would be me. You're the fresh transfer, right? Just got your paperwork with the briefing information when I woke up. I take it they still haven't put you all the way through the system?</span>" He paused a moment while he waited for a response before he continued, "<span style="color: red">No need to worry about missing the briefing, I know how slow those IT fuckheads can be if you don't put a fire under their ass. Were you forwarded the information on the planetary composition of the system? I know I read that you've got some combat experience so I assume you're aware of the risks if so.</span>" As he finished talking Edmund took a moment to eye the newcomer up and down, trying to judge just what kind of abilities it is she might have. Her papers said that she was skilled and that she had some sort of partially classified new tech that she would be making use of, but it wasn't very thorough on her recommendations. The whole thing seemed like the transfer had been rather rushed and at the last minute.<i><span style="color: red">Well, if nothing else, she's at least rather easy on the eyes.</span></i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>