Farther from the present. . .

Matt helped set up some tents and also threw up a couple cameras/motion sensors, which would be attached to a small monitor. Maybe it'd keep them alive. Maybe not. Worth a shot.

[color=gold]"Oh you know I'll do it again, sooner or later you'll find yourself wishing you never stepped foot in the S'awk."[/color] Matt said to Spook, probably the biggest hardass out of all of them. He had to laugh at Spook, she could handle monsters. But a little dive got her? Perhaps she was just making a bigger deal out of it than usual, or she really didn't like flying. She wouldn't be the first, and he wasn't going to give her any shit about it. 

"No problem man, I'm here to make sure you're here," Matt replied to Rig, "and you're here to make sure I can keep us here. Little relationship we have going," he said with a laugh. Without a mechanic, long missions like this could turn bad fast. [color=gold]"As for what happened. I've never had it happen to me - this is a first. Honestly, it shook me a little, literally."[/color] Matt took a sip of water from his hydration pack.  [color=gold]"Could you take a look at the ship's systems, wings, and engines? Any of those three could have been damaged by the... anomaly."[/color]

Matt laughed to himself about Nathan's behavior, nearly calling Jake "captain" or "sir" whenever he spoke. The guy was going to find himself in an interesting situation if he continued, he thought. Perhaps Nathan would give it up and bother someone else - even though Jake didn't seem to make a big deal of it. Jake did make a showing that he didn't like those titles. Matt wouldn't be surprised if there would be a butt chewing later on. 

Closer to the present. . .

[color=gold]"Good luck Isis! Try not to die!"[/color] Matt yelled to Isis as she departed on a hunt. Some fresh meat would be welcome, but only if no one got hurt. That wasn't what they were here to do... but it could benefit them in the long-term. Reed decided it was worth some risk, Isis knew what she was doing. As long as nothing hunted the hunter. 

Present. . .

[color=gold]"Fourth shift, got it. Maybe Rig here,"[/color] he said, jabbing a thumb at Rig, [color=gold]"could take a look at the ship during my shift, that way he could ask me anything he needs to during his diagnosis."[/color] Matt said, answering Jake. 

Matt looked into Spook's newly made fire, listening to the story about the Prowler. He really, truly wasn't sure what his largest kill was. He had killed a lot, from high in the air, with a lot of big bullets and the occasional missile. [color=gold]"I've killed a lot of Cat 3s, wounded some Cat 4s. Honestly, I'm not too sure, never stick around to find out if the creatures died. I have shot at a leviathan once, not that it did anything. In fact, I think it laughed at me."[/color]

A rustling brought him to attention. Well, rustling and grunting he had been hearing for awhile. He knew it was Isis a long time ago, and he went and helped her pull the kill in. [color=gold]"Yeah, I saw a stream before we set down, not twenty meters from the camp. That'll probably work for you."[/color]