[center][h1][color=LightSeaGreen]Jericho 'Jaeger' Irons[/color][/h1][/center]


[color=LightSeaGreen]"Yeah I could do with the mountain,"[/color] Jericho replied with a puff of smoke, [color=LightSeaGreen]"Worse comes to worse I can just jump down through the ceiling of that hangar over there."[/color] he added, pointing to the north. Jericho waved her off when Holly offered to set up her barriers though, [color=LightSeaGreen]"Appreciate it boss- I've got my own though, you're better off using yours to make secure firing positions for the rest of the squad hunkering down in the killzone."[/color] 

Jericho craned his neck upwards to get a look at the mountain above them, with any luck he'd find a large enough shelf for his mech to hunker down in. Pulling out his scope to take a look, Jericho eventually settled on a little shelf not far above the northern hangar. It was wide enough for him to put down his barriers, and if he needed, he could slide down the slope and into the northern hangar if thing's got too hairy. The colonists might not like the idea of a hole being punched through the roof of their hangars, but hey, when their lives were on the line, it didn't really seem like they had much of a choice.

After a quick trip back into the dropship, Jericho and his Desert Fox began stomping out onto the courtyard and up into the mountains above. Settling his barriers at his designated nook, Jericho would take the time to pile some more rocks, stone and dirt in front of his barriers, at an attempt to mask his presence as much as possible. If they had enough time, he'd be able to make his little corner look like little more than part of the mountain.