Both the Alamo and the Babylon landed on parallel landing decks outside the factory that would turn the raw Oppenheimium ore into the core component needed for Faster-Than-Light Drives. Meanwhile, John made his way to the edge of the platform and took a seat, hanging his legs off the side. Using the datapad on his forearm, he pulled up the requisition log on one tab and his personal credit log on another. Having successfully delivered every ounce of ore the Babylon was carrying, John watched as the number representing his current currency owned quickly rose. John nodded and pulled up the requisition tab again. Repairs to the ship and ammunition for already owned guns would all be taken care of by Starfire, anything else would needed to be specially ordered and would take a pretty sizable chunk out of the mercenary's hard earned credits.

[color=ed1c24]"Hmm, I already I have all I need,"[/color] he said as was about to close the tab. Before he could do so though, a certain word caught his eye. [color=ed1c24]"'New member is on his way'?"[/color] he repeated. [color=ed1c24]"We got another newbie? Well here's to hoping he has some experience."[/color] Having finished reading the requisitions log, John placed his datapad on Sleep Mode and watched the sky for any incoming Starfire dropships. Truthfully, he was more excited with the idea of being able to replenishing his supply of ammo than a new member to the team, but if whoever this Yoko person was could handle themselves he'd do his best to get along with them.