<b><span style="color: SlateGray">"You got it."</span></b>Eyeing the CO and the rest of the group, it was somewhat comforting to see how well everyone was shaking off the crash and getting themselves in the zone.<b><span style="color: SlateGray"><i>"Definitely not a pack of rookies..."</i></span></b>He thought with a smile before he started moving, following behind Jeanette. He noticed for a moment at least, she zoned out but before his outreached hand to clasp her shoulder, she'd shaken it off, earning her some more points in his book.<br/><br/>Holding back as she confronted the Stranded, he gave another quick look around to make sure there weren't more coming to surround the group as the Doc moved in to treat the wounded kid. He contemplated staying with them, but stepping around the corner, he was able to see that the Stranded was definitely under control and proceeded to follow his orders. Looking up, his blue visor reflected some of the light pouring in through the newest entrance to the building, courtesy of their emergency landing. For the most part, the climb upwards looked steady enough, from the ground at least.<br/><br/>Giving a quick nod to both the Doc and Jeanette, he sprinted off, Lancer in hand, just to be sure.<br/><br/>Nudging open a doorway, he peered around, gun at ready as he found a stairwell. Testing his weight on the first few steps, he was mostly confident that it could hold his weight and started up towards the roof. He made quick work of the first floor of the three story building, rounding the stairs at a steady pace, his equipment rattling and bouncing with him the only noise accompanying his ascent to the third floor. Peering out windows as he made his way up the stairwell, he stumbled on a loose step, sending a spray of rock and debris down to the ground below. Scolding himself, he quickly finished his climb, easily making his way up the short ladder leading to the roof access and groaned, shoving upwards against the heavy rock with his shoulder. Setting his Lancer down a few rungs for a moment, he grunted, pushing with all of his strength, finally able to shove the rock aside enough for him to climb out onto the roof.<br/><br/>He was greeted by the same view of the town he'd watched for a few moments before they were shot down, with the addition of smoke from their downed Raven and the trail the vehicle had left before the building stopped their forward momentum. Tapping his visor, he made his way to the edge of the rooftop and began scanning, trying to zoom out far enough to pick up any incoming hostiles, while cursing himself for not getting the same visual upgrades that most snipers used.<b><span style="color: SlateGray">"Then again...I usually don't work from that range..."</span></b>He muttered with a huff, before opening up the comm-line.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: SlateGray">"I'm up and in position, Sarge. Nothing on visual yet but trust me, I'll let you know when it does. Just remember, when I say 'Fire in the hole', everybody duck." </span></b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>