Sarah scowls lightly at the Spartan. She had never like them that much. They took all the glory from the ODSTs.
Mary peered over her shoulder and out the door of the cockpit, then back at her console. "This is Delta-one-four, awaiting mission tasking." She clicked on and off her COM, then she peered back through the door. "Is everyone on board?" She calls out. She wondered why there was no co-pilot or crew chief on board the pelican.