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Prophet snickered with a cocked head and grinned. 

[color=9e0b0f]"Listen chicka. Everyone is used by someone else. Think about it. You use Bastet, Jake uses us, the general uses Jake etc. Do I think I can get a heartthrob like you off of a few comments...nahhhh...not a reality. My actions speak much louder and in time you'll begin to like me, or at least see me as a last resort to survival. And as for you-"[/color] He turned to Spook his words were short, sweet and to the fucking point.

[color=9e0b0f]"We'll see.[/color] His expression changed to that of slight contempt. He hadn't worried about whether or not he pack all of his gear. He knew he did. Six double-checks prior to the mission was more than sufficient enough to conclude everything was there. It was when they entered the vehicle and sat down did he quite for the time being. Well, relatively quite until a Guardian joined their ranks.

[color=9e0b0f]"Jesus fuck no! I'm not sitting next to the Tinman! Tch..."[/color] He began to fidget around his seat until the moment of descent which he screamed out in adrenaline fueled joy. Halfway through the drop he removed himself from the seat and stood up, holding onto the bars above. 

[color=9e0b0f]"WHOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! AHHHAHAHAHAHA READY MOTHERFUCKERS!? THIS IS IT! THERE'S NO GOING BACK NOW!! YOUR IN THE JUNGLE BABY! YOU'RE GONNA DIE!!! [b]OWWWWWWWWWW!!![/B]"[/color] He let out a howl as they hit the ground, sending him to the floor of the vehicle before the rebound came, launching him face first into the ceiling of the QRTV with a [I]thwack[/I] and then a [I]thud[/I]. He remained motionless for a moment before his eyes fluttered open. He felt crimson running down his nose and brought a few fingers to his mouth as it dripped and grinned. 

[color=9e0b0f]"Haven't felt that rush since the Initiative. YEAH BABY! WHOOOO!! HaHa!"[/color] He stubbled to his feet but not before falling face first into the seat next to Spook. Looking to Jake and back to his seat he shook his head and made for the porthole above and opened it.

[color=9e0b0f]"Fuck this shit. I'm not sitting in this tin box with all you sweaty motherfuckers. I'm getting some fresh air."[/color] Despite any protesting he climbed out with one swift motion and sat down, looking out into the brush ahead with a smile. If anyone was to actually peek out, they would see the faint look of nervousness peeking through as he stood up, rifle in hand but low to his side. Braced for sudden acceleration.