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As they made their way on to land London physically and mentally checked herself. Adapt and thrive. While this was not in the mission parameter, one had to make do with the circumstances allowed them. As it stood, there Shyp was shot down, most likely by hostiles, they were away from their destination which means they needed to travel a bit more than they thought, and now they were on their own.

London allowed a small smile to creep on her face.

This was [i]fun[/i]! She didn't expect to feel this way. She half expected a boring mission where nothing happened. She expected that some of her team would die in that crash or would drown. She was pleasantly surprised on both ends. She could hear Angelius sigh in her head. Probably wondering why she was enjoying this new wrench in the plan.

Before she could gather more of her thoughts, fire erupted. She braced for combat only to find it was one of her fellow SOLDIERs providing the illumination. The flames engulfed him and she could only stare. Unamused. [color=2DB8E0][i]"If that idiot wants to kill himself, let him. He would only hold the rest of us back,"[/i][/color] she thought to herself. Much to her dismay, Carmen ordered him to stop and did some sort of tapping motion. It seemed to work as the fire eventually gave way. She rolled her eyes. They would allow the imbecile to continue with them? It was obvious he was allowing his Aeon to get the better of him. Why wait until his eventual demise? Angelius scolded her, but she paid no mind. That's what you do. Teach the Aeon who's actually in charge. Don't let them in, don't let them control. Adapt and thrive.

Carmen split them up and she followed Corbyn and the others in her team. They would be meeting resistance soon. She knew the code. They did not kill, only incapacitate. Easily done. As she followed, she noticed Corbyn come up to three of the oncoming Archadian's. She scoffed. Seems he wanted to clear them up himself. Not a strong basis for a good leader. She mentally shrugged and pulled out her sniper. In a fluid motion, she crouched, aimed, and pinged a shot right at one of the Archadian's upper thighs, hitting the target perfectly as she saw him fall. She watched as Corbyn took down the three he came to and continued onward. She had to hand it to him, he was skilled. She watched through her scope as the others in her team took down the remaining, helping with some well-placed shots of her own in the legs, arms, and chest. Easily enough, they took down the threat. She placed the sniper rifle on her shoulder and followed the others.

This was going to be fun.