Repairs had begun, to change out equipment and to fix things that had arose with the other units. Trigger waved his arms at Shirley, trying to talk around his sandwich to answer her question. He liked the big boom of his typical weaponary, but did understood a fire would be bad. Destro picked up an apple, listening to Claire speak. His eyes went back to Shirley, working on his unit's hand. The way she treated it like a kid made him frown a bit, but he let her have her fun. He took a bite of the fruit in his hand, as the woman beside him mentioned their newest recruit. He glanced in her direction a bit. "She has some growing to do, simple as that...we all do in a sense after what happened" he felt the need for a cigar coming on, but resisted with another bite to the fruit.
Inside the Shark, Yamato was scanning over the initial data that the cards were relaying back to the private systems. Not bad, but this was only the beginning. He made a small note on a paper, before turning to Makoto. She looked to him, "they're doing well so far" she says. He nodded a bit, "this is only stage one though...things will only get more difficult from here." He moved out of the Shark, handing the paper to Diego as he passed. The reciever glancing over it for a moment before nodding. It was the beginnings of working out internal computer systems and specifics that would be used for his project. Moving to the table, he was out of sight for the most part by the others. They were involved in their own work anyways, so he had little trouble slipping out a pill and taking it with a drink of water.
His stomach turned a bit at the thought of food, so he merely turned to watch as his own unit and Trigger's were refilled and fitted with new ammo for the coming night. Night was one of the times when his unit would flourish. Being a stealth type, darkness and silence were it's specialties. He would be able to manuver around unseen better in the darkness than the other units. The one who would have the toughest time now would in fact be Claire. She relied on her eyes, being able to see her objectives. She would have to rely more on the computers now, but he knew she could handle it. A computer on the table beeped, and he turned his attention to it. One of the SEED shells he had planted and that was relaying information back, had picked up a disturbance near where they had fought.
Seemed that they were already beginning to send out the next few scouts. He turned to the others. "Time is running out, finish up, and move into Delta Formation" he moved to his own unit. The others would know what he meant, and hopefully Ambrosia now, since she had indeed done her homework he hoped. Delta would enlist of a typical dark play, where vision relied on the computer systems, rather than their eyes alone. Yamato and what would have been Carl, now Ambrosia, would head up the central middle. Both Jerry and Destro would give them some space, and cover the sides, with Jerry on the left, and Destro on the right. Trigger would bring up the rear, and keep an eye on any of the others. As usual, Claire would move herself to higher ground once more.
She would have to rely on her computers, as well as the others if something came up. Since it was night, there would most likely only be scouts out at the moment, so they would not have to big of a time or need for immediate fight strategies. The formation was to allow them to cover more ground, while remaining close enough to aid in support if needed to the others. Trigger nodded, quickly finishing his meal as he waited impatiently for the work to be done. He was practically bouncing around. Destro smiled slightly, Delta formation was simple enough, but he had a feeling their young leader was planning something else for tonight. Night or Dark battles were always trickier and more thrilling. The sun was beginning to fully set now, it would be dark here very soon.