[h1][i]Benjamin Kidjal[/i][/h1]
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The landing pod shook Benjamin around, he gripped on to the straps and breathed, his face calm despite the chaos the pod was in. His vision blacked around the edg[i][/i]es as the force of reentry hit his body full force, but he gripped on tighter, the few seconds feel like en eternity before the pod crashed through the thick foliage of the forest and lands onto the ground.

He swiftly unbuckles his belt and waits for everyone to get up, but most seem dazed and lost so he stands and walks to the doors with the few others ,who at least, appear ahold of their senses. His confident bulk cutting through the dazed crowd as he approached the doors, bright light edging it's way past the darkness of the pod.

He steps off the ramp and onto the soft ground, uncertain for a moment before taking a few more steps into the fresh air, before someone further ahead shouts, "eyes up, we are not alone." 

He lifts his eyes to the trees and shrubs that surround the ship ready for a fight that seems not to come, only the buzzing of insects can be heard around him, along with the dazed people occupying the landing craft still. If you can call it a landing craft.

He steps up to the young woman who called out the warning, " so what's the plan boss lady, you seem like you have your senses about you. What's your name?"