Crimson mentally sighed and returned the imperceptible nod. [color=FireBrick][i]Blind. Well, that always mixes things up.[/i][/color] As the drop ship took off, he made one more quick inspection of his rifle and checked to make sure he wouldn't experience any issues with it during a potential extraction if it got violent before settling in for the short flight. The pilot's remark earned a slight frown from the Ghost Agent, but no other reaction could be seen. In his mind, he contemplated on how many personnel that would mean if it was larger than what he'd assumed they were going to be on. The drop ship's landing, however, discouraged anymore thought on the matter before they disembarked.

Standing with the Admiral, Crimson let him lead the way down the ramp and followed, making sure that Cinder had her visor down as well to hide her eyes. As he cleared the bottom of the ship, the reason for so few minds on board suddenly made sense as the sight of skeletal brown droids rushing to and fro met his eye sight. Not betraying any emotion, he waited for the Admiral to speak while addressing Raven. [color=FireBrick][i]Pull their drone schematics as well if you can find them, make sure that your being cloaked isn't negated by thermal sensors or some crazy thing like that. Don't count on too many aliens, because it looks like this place is mainly maintained and guarded by the drones, but if you stumble across their operators, non-lethal only. We don't want them to know we weren't completely honest. Report any special units you come across.[/i][/color]