<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805608801994670092/813384132997939210/IMG_20210222_184759.jpg)<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Orange Team</span></span></div></div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Arcus Aurelion  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15727099#msg15727099)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Turian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Spectre<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>December 20th, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Pictured<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>LZ, heading west<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Landing, heading west, tactics<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Orange Team, flying thing<br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>The hard part about the whole thing wasn't the rough terrain, or the low visibility, but co-ordinating with the other three on his team. Arcus didn't like classifying his specialities because he considered himself more than adequate in many things, but directing three other people through an alien planet in which the earth and air itself was trying to kill them. But then again, who was? He kept his doubts and ramblings confined to his thoughts, and for a moment the only thing he heard was his own steady breathing through the air filters as he made a steady climb upwards one of the many jagged mounds of rocks to help scurry Orange Team along.<br/><br/>He lost his footing more than a few times, cursing silently everytime he did, though technology made it nigh impossible that anyone would see him. His armour was now cloaked; the black and bronze orange accents now taking on the putrid green of the sky and the pale brown of the ground. Only his sniper rifle glinted visibly white, but even then it would be hard to in this foggy atmosphere. He doubted even his own team could see him. Once he had settled in, he knelt onto one knee and took a wide view of the area through the lenses of his rifle. "Careful not to step into the river. You don't want liquid chlorine touching any part of your skin," he said, more so to the two humans than the Krogan. Kandok could take a quick swim through some chemicals, he was sure. He himself was nestled far and away from the smoking green river, though the mere sight of the fumes rising from the liquid made him grip the body of his weapon just a little tighter. "Looks clear for now. You can move up those connected hills and slide down, and you'll come to a bend near the caves we've been assigned to. Go around it —don't fall into the river— and there should be..." He made a quick count with his fingers, tapping the metal of his rifle with his claws. "Three sizable entrances right around the corner. Pick the closest one and go in, and I'll follow you in after."<br/><br/>His job done for now, he rose from his position and deftly climbed down, jumping and latching onto edge from edge. The static of the comm link came to life, and the good doctor's voice came through the channel, prompting a quick comment from the spectre between the grunts of effort. "We're here to investigate the place, Dr. Adams. Not be fascinated by it."<br/><br/>He then came to a clearing, which meant the lowered elevation temporarily blocked his sight on his team members. Hopefully they'd be able to find their way around and not die on first contact with any hostiles. Hopefully. He had given them some very clear instructions after all.<br/><br/>Just as he was thinking that, a panicked voice came through, again belonging to Sam, and this time Arcus responded with more urgency, snapping up to gaze upon the hazy green sky. Nothing. "No, I missed it, I think. What did you see?" he asked, all the while bringing up his scope again to begin searching for whatever flew overhead as he slowly made his way towards the caves. With luck, the thing would be a simple mirage and they wouldn't have to deal with anything at all. "In any case, I suggest you move quickly. I don't look forward to dealing with unidentified flying objects."