[h3][color=39b54a]Anselmo Date 2353-08-14
            Location: The Wild World, Outpost ZT-141, 'Treehouse'[/color][/h3] 

The issue, or at least the current issue, with Prophet had been settled and everyone was 'gearing up' even though everyone already to appeared to be geared up. Final equipment checks he supposed. Reed wondered what Prophet would carry into the fight... The man had been escorted by guards after all. Perhaps the powers he had in the Wild World would suffice. Reed had, afterall, seen many classified ranger missions be accompanied by 'magic' capable individuals who wielded no weapons. In the end, there were seasoned rangers with orders from seasoned commanders leading this mission. Whatever they had planned would be well thought out.

Reed put on his helmet, the HUD feeding him simple information such as time, temperature, and identification tags of those around him (If those are a thing). The equipment would show more advanced data in the future, but for now those systems were offline in order to conserve battery life. He picked up his trusted SMG, a popular choice for pilots who flew far from Anselmo, and stepped into the QRTV with Jake, Andy, and whoever else would join them.

A short wait later and the crew was about to be lowered down onto the ground. 
The descent felt more like a diving aircraft than a vehicle being lowered on chains and cables. When they're suspension caught, Reed felt like it was a hard helicopter landing. After a quick jolt, it was over and they became vulnerable. [color=39b54a]"I'll never forget what it feels like to be down here. In a vehicle or not. Only an insane person would forget."[/color]