04:22 hours Wayward Wanderer drop bay
The Uneasiness of the drop began to creep it's way into Brewer's mind like a sickness, but he quickly put it down just as Oberon announced the drop clock [b]"5...4...3...2...1..."[/b] After that there was a brief second of silence then Jameson ruined it shouting something that Brewer's pre operation jitters tuned out.

Dropping from a ship into orbit wasn't all it was racked up to be, there was many things that could go wrong and often times did and it just seemed like bad luck as Truman's pod went spiraling out of control crashing into a skyscraper just as Brewer's pods chute opened Truman went silent, "Rest in peace, Truman we hardly knew yee." He said Mournfully to himself as his pod went hurtling into the surface of the planet narrowly missing two buildings after the not-so-slightly jarring impact which made his Teeth chatter together he blew the door off his pod and grabbed his SMG "all right, Brewer lets do this." He said to himself as he stepped onto the pavement pinging to his CO he was okay.

04:31 hours, Surface of Solace Colony, Alleyway between Waynard and Coronado
Brewer Proceeded down the alleyway towards Waynard Blvd, gun in hand he moved forward he flicked on his VISR to look for friendlies so he didn't on accidently shoot someone when he turned the corner bad thoughts kept creeping his way into his "What if this is my last? What if I fail my squad?" He tried to kill these thoughts but they wouldn't go down his thoughts kept turning to Sargasso and how he failed his squad then too, but everything went silent and he turned the corner and saw a friendly drop pod.