Ossanlin nods and begins his own re-morph into the Hork-Bajir form. Once finished, Ossanlin walks over to the packs stored in the far corner of the room. Ehvrin and Aurellia also demorph and remorph, following Ossanlin.
<Alright.> Ossanlin arms his ARC emitter-array, queuing up its HUD functionality. Immediately a translucent hologram projects in front of his right eye, showing him an analysis of his surroundings. He regards his warriors with his main eyes, each overlaid with a slight-green hue in his right eye to indicate "friendlies." All anyone would be able to see from the other side is a slight, translucent blue glow slightly discoloring the white portion of his right-side eye. The display also shows each Warrior's unit I.D. followed by their first name, except for Enorryma, whose name Ossanlin had programmed as "Vanarx"...a private demonstration of respect for a fellow Tail Fighter pilot. Enorryma was still something of a legend amongst young fighter-pilots...she had already been one while he was in the Academy, and he's willing to bet she could still whip him in the ****pit.
He glances down at his wrist-mount, which had only had to expand slightly with the morph due to Ossanlin's well-developed upper body while in his natural form. He uses his right hand to press a few buttons on the control-panel, causing each of his Warrior's ARCs to request HUD functionality from their users. Aurellia and Ehvrin activate their HUD functionality at the request.
Ossanlin turns back to the packs and begins to hand them out. <Claxter, make sure your pack contains the number one floor-breacher assembly. Ehvrin, you make sure yours contains two compression-packs and the east-well restriction field generator. Esarvit, make sure your pack contains the number two floor-breacher. Make sure that you also have the spectral virus and central computer interface unit. Without those, we'll all be nothlitized, destroyed, or both.>
He continues to hand out packs with instructions. <Aurellia, make sure your pack contains two compression-packs as well. And Enorryma, verify that yours carries the final two compression packs and the west-well restriction field generator.> Ossanlin checks his own pack to verify that it contains the stable Yeerk-cell carrier he'd manufactured. It could hold up to fifteen cells, Ossanlin silently hopes that each of those slots is necessary.
<Once you verify that you have your appointed pieces of equipment, each of you check your ASAR to make sure that the alternate lens assembly has been properly installed. Remember, nothing but a single holster containing your standard handheld Dracon, your "cube-computer" pouch, and your medkit on your belts. Once you've verified these factors, call "operation-ready."> He nods, running his eyes over each of his Warriors awaiting their declarations of readiness. He had already checked and rechecked his own ASAR's lens assembly, but he does finger the unfamiliar grip of the Dracon at his waist. Such nasty devices...crude and uncivilized, but it's the tech that the Rebels use, and so many things hinge upon this deception...as the saying went, 'With deception, the Crayak is in the details.'