Gordani cursed again, but Chase felt the LAV turn quickly to one side. Some mechanism clanged in the wall to the right of his head, and one of the few dark monitors at Freid's and Blanchard's stations burst to life. At first it showed sky, nearly cloudless and spinning overhead, but then it stabilized as the camera dipped toward the ground. The Aztlan landscape glared brightly in the midday sun as the camera's image systems struggled to balance the bright ground and the brighter sky that still filled part of the picture.