Jackdaw huffed while the colonists whined like children. No wonder this place had fallen so easily, with only one among them seemingly competent, she was surprised this many had survived. Though it took her by surprise, she was almost thankful for the screeches; at the very least it served to shut the others up and get them moving. 

She held her rifle up again, sparing not another moment. Whatever these things were, they were close. She'd held perimeters before, so up on the walls she knew to space herself out from those next to her. First thing she did was check the wall beneath her, making sure there was nothing already clambering up. Then she brought the sight on her rifle up and looked out into the distance. She wasn't a sniper, but she could hit a target running at them once it got close enough. 

It was about damn time something happened. She was a hair's breadth away from beating the ever-living hell out of the next sod that irked her. Of course, she could restrain herself, but even drugged up and encased in metal she was still human.