Clearly, compared to the Russian, Marcus...wasn’t exactly the best equipped to deal with a situation the way he did. He was wearing what clearly was an Australian uniform from World War I, an American M1 Carbine slung around his back. Grenades were both in his pocket and alongside his belt. “Yeah...I mean, honsetly, I didn’t even want to join this. Some damn monk forced me to; said it would ‘show me how powerful the threats on a planet are’.” He says, walking over to Jason.