Kensington and Dane stood side by side behind their commander in an at attention stance while he gave his speech, their eyes forward most of the time if not looking over the new faces before them. The group of rookies were a diverse bunch, and Maxwell could see the fresh drive to fight in them, but he still wondered if they would be the same after this mission takes course. The concept bugged the senior airman, and it almost made him block out everything outside again before he heard his name and his orders. 

[i]"Maxwell, Jacquo an' Abraeven - you three take care of makin' sure our personal gear is squared away inta the barracks correctly, an' that we're all set up with the right facilities. We're goin' ashore fer a spell, an' I don't want us to be havin' to scrabble around findin' out where everythin' is, or makin' sure our unit ain't on the right records. Also, while yer at it, make sure our personal firearms are all checked in properly offa the ships' armoury and inta the bases' one."[/i] Those were the orders given to the two and the two responded with their nods and their 'yes sir's' like usual. Everything else was for someone else, and that meant the grind time was in the horizon.

Once they were dispersed the pair of pilots went to meet the red panda, each of them still carrying their personal equipment. "Guess this is one way for us to get better introduced to one another ma'am." The wolf pointed out, his white ears flicking a few times while he shifted the vest in his hands before continuing. "A shame we didn't get one of the rookies to get to know, right boss?" Boss seemed to be something he addressed to everyone, but who could blame him? It was a word that not many people would find offensive to any degree, despite it's lack of professionalism that came with the tone. The conversation wasn't a long one though for one of the other new members came up with his equipment, already dropping the burden on the group before they could even drop their own gear. Dane went to collect rucksack before it could be set down though, a slight chuckle escaping him.

"Ya know being a fine lady can stir up trouble with the young ones where I was from." The airman pointed out, carefully holding the bag and setting it in a different spot. He was going to add some reassurance though, but the man was gone before he could even say anything else. That left the three alone once again to their duties, and around then Kensington turned to Jacquo, a more confident smile on his face. 

"We're ready when you are ma'am."