<strong>Lance Corporal - 3rd Squad - Outside Civilian Colony</strong><br/><br/><strong>“Have you ever met a colony name you actually liked?” </strong><br/><br/>"No," he said dryly.  "As far as I'm concerned, any fuckin' jackass what settles further than Mars doesn't have enough sense to string three words together, let alone come up with a snappy name for a town."  Then, jabbing a finger at Marcus, "And that<em>was</em>a porno.  I lent it to ya months ago and you have yet to return it, wise ass!"<br/><br/>The back and forth did little to lighten the atmosphere, as though their frequent joking was simply a mechanical reaction.  The moment Mathias' feet touched the soil he was all business, military-grade flamethrower unit held at the ready at his front and sweeping cautiously from side to side.  He nodded dutifully to Tychus on his orders, moving up to the front between Fields and the rest of the squad.  Front line work seemed to suit him just fine.<br/><br/>"Not human?" Mathias drawled, as though voicing the concerns Cooper had wisely kept to himself.  "Well shit, now you've got me worried.  I'm half expecting a rhinoceros to come stampeding out the front door."