Jemarr flicked his Chameleon I from left to right as he edged his way down the ridge, keeping his right hand against the rock to avoid losing his balance. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw Anastasia pause ahead to confer with her squadmate. He was no stranger to long hours worked on board a ship, but crossing so much harsh terrain in such a short time was taking its toll.<br/><br/>He leant against the building for a moment to catch his breath, and jammed a small, oddly designed bottle against his mouthpiece. Having apparently satisfied himself with whatever its contents were, he replaced it at his belt and set off again behind Anastasia, watching the estimated location of the dig site approach on his omni-tool display.<br/><br/>Jemarr grinned at his introduction as the "unmarked friendly", and playfully waved at Anastasia's omni-tool as if Ashley could see him. A flashing light on his own tool made him tilt his head just before the first waves of sound reached them from the alien ship taking off from the spaceport.<br/><br/>He shook his head in response to Anastasia's question. "Not geth - they base their ships on stolen quarian designs. I've never seen anything like that - the planet's gravity should tear apart a ship that size." He flicked a button on his suit, verifying that he was still recording everything he saw and heard, and took off after Anastasia, heart racing in excitement and dread. Normally he would be eager to see a new ship design, but something about this one just felt wrong. He stopped paying attention to his omni-tool and sprinted in the marine's wake.