Skylar, often going by Sky, rode to the landing zone in silence. The loud thundering sound the chopper's blades made drowned out all other noise as she stared off into space. She was known for that, spending whatever free time she had staring out into space. Most people who saw this didn't even bother with her, thinking her a waste of time to teach. But obviously somebody else thought differently about her because she was currently on her way to a landing zone for a really important operation. Hand picked was the squad and she was one of them. The thought brought a slight smile to her face as she thought of what her old classmates would think of her now. Sky was only 19 but she was the best at what she did, and what she did was fight. She could look at a situation and figure out the best course of action quickly and efficiently, but that wasn't all she could do. Where her hand-eye coordination failed her, reflexes and balance made up for. She was most definitely a hand to hand combat kind of girl, with swift, fluid movements that quickly brought whatever enemy down. Her brain registered that the land they were flying over currently was only five minutes away from the landing zone, and this fact wiped the smile from her face. There was no time to get distracted now, it was game time and she would not disappoint. As the copter neared the ground, she jumped lightly to the earth below her, but she had only returned to a normal standing position when the helicopter blew. Her body was pushed forward, and she managed to twist so that she was rolling out of the way rather than flying to the ground. She lay on the ground for a few minutes in a daze, her mind spinning while trying to comprehend what was going on. Finally she sat up, and tried to stand but she was grounded by a series of coughs that erupted from her chest. She must have inhaled the smoke, and it was beginning to burn her lungs slightly. Grabbing her gun, she managed to bring herself to a standing position, her eyes surveying the world around them. She spotted the Captain lying on the ground and she immediately rushed to his side.
"Captain Morrison! Captain Morrison! Can you hear me?" She yelled, not wanting to move him in case of injury. She placed two fingers against his neck and determined that he was indeed alive. "Just unconscious. That's good." She breathed to herself in relief before slapping the Captains cheek. "Wake up Captain. Now is definitely not the time for a nap." She pulled out her cantine and poured it over his head, hoping to cool him down from the blaze as well as wake him up.