Wade whooped excitedly as they started to come in for a landing. "Whooo!" She bounced a little in her seat as the craft touched down hard and then streaked along the runway, trailing plasma. A big grin stretched across the fiery redheads lips and she raised a fist in the air, "Fuck yeah! One more time, but faster! Run it 'till the wheels fall off!" She never got bored of anything that was fast or dangerous and space travel tended to be one or the other. Both at once, if you were doing something really worthwhile. It was no wonder she chose to be a Combat Engineer. When they were finally allowed to rise, she followed the instructions and headed down to the cargo bay. She stood eagerly by and as the door opened the buxom redhead was first to sprint out, damn near leaving her own trail of fire behind.<br/><br/>Wade clapped her hands over her ears to help block out the noise and ducked her head a little bit as she ran forward, following the arrows. As much as she was tempted to look back, she managed not to give in to her desire to watch the craft take off - or see if anyone had fallen down on the runway or something. When the water hit her it stunned her a bit, buy she didn't stop in her tracks. She kept going until she was off the runway before stopping, squinting slightly as she lifted her head. Damn, it was bright out.