Jennifer didn't like the looks of the maintenance bay, tools were all gone and things looked generally creepy. It didn't appear as though some kind of rebellion had happened here, and now she was almost certain something else, much worse had happened. None of it fit together, no signs of any living souls what so ever except for the obvious and the disturbing. Jennifer was hesitant to guess what might have happened, but as things fell into place an uprising became less and less likely.<br/><br/>The order to move out came, and Jennifer was stuck in the rear. She disagree'd with sending the flamethrower first; shortest effective range, overall lowest firepower over a short time. But she did not want to argue, things were already making her feel grim and her combat senses were in a peak, the adrenaline was pumping now. As she fell in, Jennifer looked over at Rome and winked at him as she passed, giving him a thumbs up. "<strong>Stay hard Rome</strong>" She smirked, turning around and walking backwards as her team entered yet another abandoned section of the colony.<br/><br/>At this rate, Jennifer was certain they would not run into any colonists. The more things changed, the more they stayed the same, in this situation that meant no mission went according to plan. Jennifer at this point figured, that might mean the whole plan itself goes out the window. On the Master Sergeant's instructions, Jennifer reached for her motion tracker and flipped it on, but didn't grab it and only held it up with one hand, her other keeping her rifle level. If something came up on the tracker, she'd hear it.