Opus had again kept himself secluded from the others, continuing to prep for the mission in his own way. He wondered how the others found time to socialize and get to know one another, the agent would rather make sure he was not going to be blindsided once the boots hit the ground. Until then, he would go over the routines and movements he had formulated in his mind when he memorized the holographic schematic from a few days before. He sheathed his blade, and holstered his pistol, before uttering what seemed to be an unintelligible prayer. No one would get the jump on him. He would get the jump on the rebels, instead.

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Opus arrived a little late to the briefing, having needed to add some minor augments to his suit before boarding the Hummingbird, and saw the team was already discussing strategies to avoid detection. In their respective armor and equipment, everyone looked ready for a fight. And in the agents head, he guessed who would and wouldn't be coming back, based on his initial impressions on them. 

"Greetings, Team Leader Rareth. Please excuse my delayed arrival, I had to slightly alter my suit for the air pressure in the station. From what I have gathered, this will require finesse and a silent approach to avoid detection, yes? We may want to split up the teams, if that is the case. Smaller profile on thermal scans, if they have access to those." Opus crossed his arms, and leaned against the back wall. "Though, it is only a suggestion, I do not wish to intrude on any plans you may have already made."