The humming and clicking of the Chimera had become a lullaby for Viber like the noise and sounds of violence. That was the wonderful chaos of his home world Oalis. It had been sometime since he was really back at home, and it wasn't cause his feet hadn't touched the ground of home nor was it that his eyes hadn't seen the bustling streets of the hive world. No it was war that prevented him on every return from ever being back home from being the boy..the man he use to be. Now he was battered and worn cold from the falling of his regiment and so many of it's men ones he knew well some even loyal lifelong friends. That was the past though now he was one of the few the survivors who remained not just as a regiment, but a reminder.

Many thoughts went through his mind as he sat in the forward chamber of the Chimera with the driver his eyes intently surveying all about. It was no accident that he moved yet again to the front of a war nor was it an accident he was on this vessel at this time. No of course not it was a product of his position he worked so hard for that others died for a sacrifice he still wondered would ever pay off. He had seen manifest when the conflict arose and after searching through file after file on unit after unit looking for something to stand out he found it. A group of mixed regiment soldiers with a familiar name from some time ago. As the smile cracked across his face work had already begun on greasing the right palms making the right friends to make sure he was among that group.

Now he found himself among the ranks it was here he felt at home at ease and most himself. He was one of them whether they knew it or not they would see it on the field. A nod came from that familiar face he briefly smiled and returned the gesture toward Turuk and even gave a kind nod to Tuur before calling back to him.

"Aye speak freely boys we have, but a few moments before the landing and the fighting begins." He seemed to say with a calm demeanor intending to diffuse tension directed at him most likely. He was after all a keen observer and ever paranoid about all those who might plot or otherwise think to work against and undue him. After this statement he inspected more closely each man among them and it was the gunner whom he worried most for he was to clean to polished he had not seen war or had been unwilling to do what is necessary. This he knew would become a worry and in that moment he noticed the woman still soundly sleeping and unaware to the bump the noise that should have stirred her.

In a flash of rage he moved quickly towards her seat and pulled back his leg. The edge of his boot collided with her right pushing her from the seat and onto the ground. No real harm had been done it was simply a callous reminder that those unaware would be the first to die. He looked to the man next to her the gunner and scowled.

"Each of you is responsible for the person next to you. We are a few moments from battle and our Chimera is an easy target. You were suppose to stir her make sure she was awake, aware, and prepared. You failed." Viber had a sound of contempt in his voice. A groan was let out as he began head to back towards the helm of the Chimera.