Mar just stood in the craft as they made their descent. He had his altitude guage up on his hud to tell the perfect time to jump. Though it was just good manners to let Rika jump first. Once she was away he fastened his strap from the rifle onto his gun to make sure that even if he were to let go of it with both hands it wouldn't be lost. He had managed to keep this one for a record amount of itme after all, he wasn't going to lose it on some un-important mud puddle. As he began moving forward he sighed as the droid turned to him, and as the droid jumped he raised his rifle in jest aiming in the droids direction.

"Nobody would ever need to know, when they asked what happened I could say he got caught in the crossfire." He then just shrugged and jumped out, head first to gain speed and arms at his sides with his gun locked in position. Using his arms as fins to adjust his descent gradually as he went down aiming for the yellow area marked on his hud indicating the landing site, he could already hear some of the others calling in as they landed. As he neared the ground he pulled himself up slowing and changing his direction slightly into a curve. AS he neared the ground he pulled right back firing his pack to slow him down, though not all the way. Unlike the others he kept enough momentum and fired late enough that as he hit the ground, behind his knee at the right time he came out in a roll. 

Rifle raised and eye through the scope he scanned the area. Nothing in sight at all. He tapped his helmet comm. "Mynock-Nine reporting in. I've got nothing on scans, no movement." He stood up, holding his rifle at the ready. 

"Mynock-One. On my way, ETA-2 minutes."