Catlike, that was the right word for how he moved and stalked after targets. His descent was quite controlled, in fact he seemed to quite enjoy the fall, opting for a little flair with a spin after he'd first been shot out of the ship. Upon getting dangerously close to the ground, he yanked himself up to kill off the momentum and then let the inertia dampeners do the rest. It was quite a soft landing considering the altitude he'd come from, and he'd put himself in cover behind quite a bit of tall grass. His suit turned a shade of orange to match the current environment.
— Landed, holding here for a moment. For this to go as intended, I need you to find two key locations. The location of the compound's security network and the guard barracks, once you do, designate both and guide me to the network.
His voice had an added smoothness when he whispered, a slight tonal change perhaps. He could see patrols in the distance, but his presence had gone unnoticed for the timebeing.
