With a nod to no one particular Valour opened the driver door and slid into the Banshee like a hand into a glove and began her routine. It started with clipping in her five-point harness in and securing the straps holding her into the moulded racing seat, next was the vehicle ignition sequence, Valour reached forward to the dash with her thin fingers flipping three small switches before giving the ignition key a half turn clockwise, there was a whirring sound from behind as the fuel pump kicked in. An array of orange gold and white lights glowed along the instrument panel before her, after a few seconds a small green light popped up above the key signalling the Banshee was primed. Valour turn the key further and the vehicle screamed to life, the rotary engine with its distinctive sound was ready to go. 
 Lastly Valour fitted her intercom half mask and ear piece and got comfortable, once dialing in her radio frequency Mercer's voice transmitted over the sound of idle engines. He was already whinging about keeping the chatter low [i]Boring trip this gunna be then[/i] she thought sarcastically as she shrugged it off. 

 Mercer barked his orders over the crackled comm system, her instructions were to take the lead with the other two off roaders [color=00aeef] "Andreis is in the Wingjack and the kid's in the Oshkosh"[/color] she murmured to herself.
Valour pushed the clutch to the floor and shifted the Banshee into gear giving it a few good revs. She slowly released the clutch and the vehicle eased forward, Valour engaged another switch, this time for the intercom mic [color=00aeef]"Confirmed Mantis, this is Banshee three moving out".[/color]