The silence was unbearable. All she could hear was the sound of her breath inside her suit. This was the moment she hated the most, the wait before the mission start. She was restless and she wanted to start the mission now and get it done. The more she waited, the more she had time to think about the "what ifs" and those were the tings that make second guesses and gets people killed. The butterflies in Kes's stomach disappeared the moment the door opened. Now it was go time and all she could feel was the rush of adrenaline as she moved into the alien ship, she half expected to go into the ship firing a long burst at the team that had to be waiting for them on the other side. She moved fast for someone in a bulky armor suit. She raised the machine gun to her shoulder, but did not look down the sights. Many make the mistake of "riding the sights" which is dangerous as that gives one tunnel vision, when you need a wide field of vision to look for targets.<br/><br/>To her shock and amazement, she didn't need to fire a shot, there was no mass of enemy waiting for her on the other side. She growled in displeasure, the only time she was this disappointed was the time where the guy she was screwing wore himself out within a few minutes.<br/><br/>"CLEAR!" Kes shouted with a tinge of disappointment as she she lowered her gun to a resting hold. Her chest raised and lowered as she breathed deeply as she could feel her heart pound away and the blood rushing through her body, and she was glad she was encased in armor, she could only imagine the remarks the engineer would say to her had she been outside her suit.<br/><br/>Her ear twitched at all the noise that flooded her ears, the ship was alive with a cacophony of machinery and noise. But something was there, a slithering sound, and it sent a chill down her spine.<span style="color: Red">"How nice of them to extend the welcome mat"</span>Kes caught a glimpse from Neymi and nodded that she heard the slick noise that came from... somewhere. It was almost as bad as the stench that filled the room, and reminded her how alien, and yet familiar the ship was. She wished the Horizon was as warm and humid.<span style="color: Red"> "Where the fuck are they! I got a shit ton of bullets addressed "to whom it may concern here."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>