Faltus looked out the window of his dropship to see two of his dropships get knocked out by the Reaper. [i]"Shit, we just lost the Batarian division. Fuck, Keyes send a transmission to the Alliance forces groundside."[/i] The human specialist looked horrified as the two dropships spiralled into a building exploding and sending debris everywhere. [i]"Specialist Keyes, Look at me. I promise you Amanda you will get through this, even if I have to take a bullet for you."[/i] The specialist nodded to the Turian as she tapped away at the datapad on here wrist opening a secure comms channel with the Alliance forces on the ground. [color=2e3192]"This is a message to the Alliance commanding officer on Arcadia, this is Specialist Amanda Keyes from the Ghost of Vakarian. We've suffered losses due to the reaper. We need that smoke up so our forces know where to land to assist. Please Respond"[/color]