[indent][b][color=bc8dbf]Karishma Jha[/color][/b]
[sub][b][color=bc8dbf]Time:[/color][/b] 27 APR 25
[b][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color][/b] Taniland, Africa[/sub][/indent]

[color=a1a1a1]The rattling of the plane around her was a feeling that she could never quite get used to, a strange preference towards older airframes by operators that struck her as odd. This wasn't her first rodeo so to speak, a bit of an amused smirk as she glanced to the cowgirl at her side and the remarkably calm dog. Figures that the dog would be much more okay with their ride, probably would have stuck his head out the window if that was an option. For but a moment Karishma thought of the gathered operators and what she knew of them, though she had not delved too deeply into their backgrounds beforehand. Arsala with the dog, the group's marksman and humint operative. In most cases she found that meant that there would be a need to avoid fighting, but it was nice to know they had someone to work overwatch. Juichi, pointman and combat engineer. There would probably be a few points where the two of them would need to work together, so she made a mental note of that. As pointman though, she would be following his lead for the most part when it came to combat. Then she came to Santi, "Condor" their drone operator and grenadier. Another supporting operator role that she felt would come in handy quite a bit, regardless of who and where they were fighting. Especially considering their rather discrete nature, having some form of eyes in the sky would be invaluable, and with the bit of background she saw of him... The guy could throw hands.

The other three she wasn't as familiar with, only knowing Meg as their team lead, Sohee as their tech and Moss as the medic and thusly "Doc" to her. But some words of wisdom came to her as the plane shook in a particularly rough patch, reminding her of another time in a very familiar ride. She had been much more nervous then, and it had been a lot colder and rougher a ride. But what she remembered was the relatively relaxed attitudes of the men and women she had been assigned to, a group of operators much like this and led by an incredibly overbearing and enthusiastic Norwegian. [i]"Now Rook, I know this is your first time but just remember this."[/i] Magnus, his accent carrying over their ride and a hand on her shoulder as he gave the one bit of advice she held to most over the years. [i]"You got your job, we got ours. No one would be here if they didn't know what they were doing, and that includes you. We're all operators, we got nothing to prove to each other. We got your back, and we know you got ours."[/i] It had been something of a surprise to hear, remembering her time in training trying to be the best of the batch for selections and just how competitive everything was. But he had been right, and that mindset got her through those two ops with him and his team.

It was why though she didn't know much beyond some basics of their backgrounds and their roles in this op, Kari didn't have any reservations about Spearhead's selections. She was confident that each of them had the necessary skills for what lay ahead, and if it came down to it each of them would be able to cover for anyone down. All she needed to focus on was her own tasks, following her team lead and the mission at hand. A mission that became all the clearer as the plane touched down and the team shuffled their gear into the only slightly less rickety bus awaiting them. She took a few moments to help out in loading the bus before getting on last and watching the countryside pass by while listening in on the impromptu debrief. From what she gathered on the conversation and the dossier, it looked like they were going to be freeing a resistance leader and helping to set up some connections here that could be used by Spearhead in their overall mission. It made sense to her, primarily in the way of making themselves an ally of the locals and having an easier way to navigate the area. Being able to work with the locals and seen as friendly usually made things a lot easier to operate in a region. When it came to be her turn for the dossier, she looked over it and got enough of an overview to tell her what she needed about the man himself.[/color]

[color=bc8dbf]"Expected casualties, boss? We going in hard or soft?"[/color] [color=a1a1a1]She could deal with either, but she tended to find that once things got loud they stayed loud for the rest of an engagement and sometimes it was nice to avoid. Her breaching bag to the side in the seat, she looked over her supplies again. Some thermite pens, a pick kit and of course the heavier stuff.[/color] [color=bc8dbf]"I'll also second that on any info we can get on infrastructure. I can get us in the door regardless, but could help to know the shortest route possible."[/color]