Jed followed Robin into the Hangar, but halfway to the dropships he veered off to the left to the Armory, where he'd be free to get his weapons and armour.
He opened his locker and gazed upon his armour, marked with the scratches and burn-marks of the many heated battles his few years had seen.
No doubt, this mission was to be one of the larger ones. He suited up, buckling his armour up tightly and fastening all the clips. Next, came his helmet, with it's Infra-red scope and intercom, it was naturally all in working order.
He stowed his Magnum away in it's holster and slung his Assault Rifle onto his back, where it would be ready for use.

He came back out into the Hangar, taking his place next to Robin, his eyes were narrower than before, his mind was focused on the upcoming mission, his breathing was deeper now, he tried to get his heart to stop beating so hard on his ribs. No matter how many drops he went on, how many times he stared death in the face, he never stopped fearing.

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