It was her first real day as a Ranger. The first chance she had to prove that the Martian Rangers were right in letting her join up, and ensure the safety and continued prosperity of her fellow Martians. Jeanette felt like the butterflies in her stomach were having a very violent rave party, but she couldn't deny how excited she was. Her first real mission. After all that training, after getting used to her new Ruster Morph, familiarizing herself with her equipment, and constantly dealing with her parents wanting her to return to civilian life, it was finally time to prove herself.<br/><br/>She held on firmly to her seat as the buggy raced across the red sands of Mars, kicking up a trail behind it, casting her gaze around to the carious cliffs, dunes, rocks, and getting a general reading of where they were. They were nearing one of the few places where people were brave enough (or desperate enough) to set up near the TQZ. Though 'near' was a relative term. Some people considered being on the same planet as being too close to the TQZ. But some people just didn't have a choice, and still had to make ends meet. But it was still close enough that it wasn't the first time that the Rangers had gotten a call about strange goings on in the region, just the first one in a couple of months. At least it wasn't the Gusev Crater, Jeanette didn't envy any Rangers assigned to that area, right on the very border of the TQZ.<br/><br/>When Peña pulled the Buggy over, Jeanette took a quick moment to check over her gear before the stepped out, it wouldn't do for her to drop something in front of the people she was supposed to protect. Once she was sure of everything, she got out as well, pistol strapped to its holster and rifle slung over her shoulder.<br/><br/>She did her best to copy the same kind of relaxed (yet authoritative) body language that Peña had, as they approached an infugee. She would have started off with one of many preprepared lines (only half of them inspired by movies and meshgames) but Peña beat her to it.<br/><br/>"Not to worry, whatever it is we'll handle it." she said with a smile, looking so sure and proud of herself, as she added on to Peña's request. Jeanette really was true believer in the cause of the Martian Rangers. No wonder her parents thought her enlistment after college was just a phase and she'd be out of the Rangers as soon as she either got it all out of her system, had her first real encounter with a TITAN remnant, or had to be resleeved from a backup. Either way her parents hoped she'd see reason and come home and back to the family business.<br/><br/>While they spoke, and the Synth started to tell them about what had happened, Jeanette had to pinch her nose somewhat to avoid smelling the sludge that came out of the facility. None of the synths could smell it (and Peña seemed used to it by now) but<em> zut alors</em>did it stink!