Upon hearing the loud thump that signified the landing of the Little Lady as it hit the ground, David unbuckled his safety belts and stood up against the nearest door, waiting for the pilot to announce that it was safe to leave. Once the PA system crackled to life and spewed out a couple of hoarse whispers, every single one of the vehicle's orifices, if you can call them that, unlatched, allowing the occupants to exit safely.

David quickly jumped onto the Pennsylvanian soil, taking in a breath of the urban air. It had been a long time since he'd been outside a ParaCom facility, and he was making sure to enjoy every single moment he had while on a mission. When he was finished with the whole breathing thing, he scanned the surrounding area, hoping to see something familiar. After all, he was stationed in Philly for a little over a month during his UMSC days as part of a nation-wide homeland security thing. But that was far behind him. Now he was a ParaCom trooper, humanity's last hope against the paranormal forces. 

"Never mind that," he though to himself, and decided instead to go back to getting a lay of the nearby land. Since it was the outskirts of town, whatever structures there were took the form of long-abandoned single-story brick warehouses and their appropriate parking lots. Everything else is comprised solely of trees and bushes, filled with spring leaves. It was near one of these trees where he spotted a hunk of debris, likely from the dragon's antics, and a fellow soldier to go along with it.

David approached, his hand outstretched in a gesture of greeting.