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[center]Felix was floating down to the bottom of where he parachuted, and his black boots of his outfit hit the runway as his training of parachute landing saved his legs. He rolls a few times after he gets off his seat and takes out his S.E.R.E. gear, before getting up and practically folding up his parachute off the runway and tossing it in to the back of a incoming security jeep. He flashes them his Military I-D and that he's a friendly Antrean pilot. He's clearly pissed off at his own jet's destruction, though he didn't seem to be totally pissy as he wondered what happened to Zarkev as he held his service PDW rifle on his chest. He began to look around, his visor seen dimming a bit of it's blue coloration.[/center]