<strong>Corporal John Morden</strong><br/><br/>For a few tense seconds, Reaper was overcome by a very disturbing thought: the possibility that these creatures were even more intelligent than they had already proven themselves to be, and that they had managed to discern in such a short period of time that Kilo was capable of tracking their movement.  If they were capable of something like that, there was no telling just how smart the monsters actually were.<br/><br/>But much to his relief--at least, as relieved as a man like Reaper could get--it was another human being that sought to crawl out from the vent.  He fixed the hand with a hard glare (as if he was capable of anything else), and after briefly glancing at the rest of the team he made towards it, gun raised.  It was obviously a survivor, but that didn't mean that he could just let his guard down so easily.  In situations as horrific as these, survivors could often be as dangerous as the enemy.  And there was the lingering possibility that those<em>things</em>could live within a human body...<br/><br/>Not to mention the optical camouflage.  That wasn't exactly issued to the average<em>civilian</em>.  All in all, this was all too sudden and all too suspicious.<br/><br/><strong>"I'll keep a lady waiting until she identifies herself, Ma'am,"</strong>he said bluntly, looking over to Sarge for orders.