Setsuya leaned against the nearby wall, suited fully save for the helmet which sat on a bench beside her, as she stared at the data on the pad in her other hand. Almost uncharacteristically to those who didn't know her completely, she had not the usual smile, but her calculative blank look for once. Her hands typed, swiped, opened and closed files, in rapid order. At the same time she was also viewing data in her mind, keeping to that as a overlay around her view of the pad.
It left nothing in view as the screen, and augmented reality windows blocked everything from view, her mind putting in the work to look over the ranger's deployment plan, and schedule for their operation. Quietly she read it all, making notes, leaving markers, creating time zones for the most likely of points in the operation that trouble would/could be encountered. All of it was backed up as a separate folder in the pad, removing the need to store any of it yet while she used her mind to process it all. Satisfied she had covered all the angles, and thought of every forewarning that she could, finished then downloaded the finished folder.
Leaving the copy which she sent one of to Shosa if she wished to look it over, and offer, or refute anything to it. She knew she overworked herself sometimes, and did more then she needed to, but she had been through enough to know to never try to be prepared. Giving a relieved release of breath as her auto timer countdown at the top corner of her vision for each suspected time slot, began. Ominous in her mind, it would be a source of relief, for every slot reached and checked as situation green. Putting the pad aside, she relegated to watching the game, her smile having partially returned.
Jericho was an entirely different case though, the man still as emotionally expressing as a brick as usual. He ran one last check on the new armor he got on the last resupply, his replacement for Fenrir's old chassis. The EASE as it was called, was a beast of a boy, it's now knelt form, not doing it's 10ft height any justice. Yeah it was bigger then the Zytone by a foot and a half, it had more armor, all the firepower, stronger shields, and more mobility. Not to mention it was brand new off the line, it's paint and markings, unscathed yet by battle.
"Fenrir, all checks green, please stand by for operation.", the clone simple said before the VI in the armor replied with an "[Affirmative]".
Satisfied his gear was ready as always, the clone keeping his rifle and other gear stowed on him, magged in their places on his power armor, he moved to the "morgue". Helmet held loosely in his off hand, the Revenant clad trooper walked into the power armor bay to observe the game his cohorts now played. His armor was not as sturdy compared to the daisy, but it was nimble and flexible, and a tad lighter. However, the black and red paint job certainly was a stark contrast to the olive drab of the group's Dasiy IIs, another thing that set the odd ball out from everyone else.
"All equipment is ready for deployment Shosa, Is there any assistance I can provide with setup while we await deployment?", Jericho asked as he directed his check in to Niwa.
