Operation Skyfall - Aerial Team Stand-by

[Therider]

Nathan nodded, drinking a massive amount from the bottle, and turned to Briar, Will, and Devon. He simply asked, "Well? You mimes have any opinions? Or are you just here as jesters?"

[kagimizu]

"Yeah, sure..." Briar mumbled absentmindedly, lacking any of his usual sarcasm or snark.

"Oh, don't mind him." Devon said with a casual smile. "He's just worried about his little sis- ....why'd you do that?" the super soldier asked as Willis had attempted to elbow him, the impact doing little to Devon's enhanced physique.

"Don't mind the big dude." Will said, clearly trying to run interference. "He doesn't know when it's best to avoid stirring the water..." the technician finished with a glare in Devon's direction.

[DovenWolf]

Dust had been listening with his eyes closed, trying to take in all the facts of the mission ahead and visualize the field of battle and the approach he would take. He wondered what kinds of opponents he would end up facing. This was a major stronghold and he hadn't fought the UE much since his arrival, he mostly spent his time out of the field in his shop.

[knightwalker591]

"Agh.. god damn you. Burnt my hand, Cecil you do that again... Aghh.. fu...Aghh!." He gets up, pissed off because his coffee was spilled on his right hand leaving a bit of red mark as he gets up, heading to another part of the ship to get away from Cecil, using a nearby cloth to wrap his hand till it's better.

[Therider]

Nathan turned to see Elijah turn and head away from the briefing cursing. He touched the spilled coffee and started to laugh. "It's barely even hot! He must be intolerant to heat."

"Cecil, I will be with my mobile suit. Sound the alarm when it's time. Or is there anything else?"

[wingstrike]

Cecil gave a snide smile.

I wonder if that'll snap him out of his arrogance.

"All machines are currently in the hangar, loaded, charged and fuelled. According to the mission plan the infiltration team will be soon approaching the target, I wanted everyone suited up and on standby to launch. Once we get the signal our window opens, the Carrier will be moved to the minimum safe distance of 20 km out from Atlantis. The Murasames will be first to go, using the runway for launch. Once clear the DINN will be raised to the launch deck and will perform a direct vertical launch. As soon as these three are up you will secure the immediate airspace while waiting for the rest of Mirage Team, if anything comes at us during the phase 1 launch take it out and wait for backup."

Cecil brought up the map and pointed at the area around the Alps-Class.

"If it's clear you guys will perform a sweep of the area with a radius of 2.5 kilometres, during the sweep the remaining units will take off. Anything that has any form of flight pack goes first, they'll be raised all up onto the deck but you'll be launching in sequence. Finally flight assisted units will be raised onto the top deck alongside a Base Jabber or other sub-flight unit. Boarding the sub-flier on the launch deck the two will be launched to join the formation, this is repeated until we're all up there. No-one is cutting in line."

Displaying the map with the formation projected on it he continued the briefing.

"Once we're up the carrier will remain in position until ordered otherwise, emergency crews will be on standby to launch extra Jabbers or received damaged suits, same applies if you're out of ammo, you're no good to us up there if you can't fire back. Also, anyone who wants a Jabber but doesn't normally need one can take one, though I don't recommend it for the DINN or Murasames. Remember the Jabbers are armed with a built-in Mega Particle Cannon, don't go too crazy with it."

[korrag4]

With an over-dramatized slam of the ships door opening a figure with messy hair and a mechanics jumpsuit stands hunched and panting in exhaustion.

Pushing his glasses up and brushing the hair out of his face, Kris looked up and exclaimed "Sorry to keep you waiting! I'm your main support for the airstrike assault"
Having fallen asleep during maintenance on his new GM Striker, no one was able to find him in order to tell him about the briefing. Needless to say, he rushed here as soon as he could. The least he could do was be late.

[wingstrike]

{To speed things up I'm temporarily taking control of everyone here, please send all complaints written on A4 paper in triplicate to management}

"I was wondering where you were Genosene."

Quickly Cecil filled him in on the plans on the assault and answered any questions he had. Kristopher went back down to hangar to wait on stand-by.

A short time later Harlow stood on the bridge in his pilot suit, his helmet slung over a shoulder, when he saw a flash of green light in the distance. Practically flying at the binoculars, he looked out at saw a green signal flare blazing in the dark sky.

"This is it. Move the Basilisk to the minimum safe distance."

As the engines started up and the Alps-class moved into position Harlow reached for the radio headset on his ear and opened a channel to the ship-wide comms.

"Attention all hands this is Harlow, we have green light confirmation. Basilisk now commencing phase 1 launch sequence, Hunter, De Luca and Shikai prepare for launch."

Up on the top deck a set of thick shutters retracted to lift a Murasame in flight mode out from the hangar onto the launch deck. First launching was Hunter.

"MVF-M11C/H, Murasame, ready to launch."

"Understood, Hunter, heading out."

The machine shot off the deck and circled the Basilisk, waiting for the other flyers to join her. The next unit to go was another Murasame, this time De Luca's.

"MVF-M11C/EL, Murasame, timing control now transferred, ready for launch."

"Roger that." replied De Luca. "Murasame", he pulled the throttle back. "launching!"

The second transformable machine took off and joined Hunter as Dust quickly prepared for launch. His DINN was raised onto the deck, preparing for launch he expanded the wings and activated the main mono-eye sensor.

"This is Dust, AMF-101/DS, launching."

The DINN leapt into the sky and joined the others, they organised themselves into a formation and began a quick recon sweep.

"Remember, 2.5 kilometer radius reconnaissance, Hunter you're in command up there. Keep us informed." said Harlow over the radio as he coordinated the next wave of suits to launch.

"Understood Harlow." the group broke away and began the sweep.

Harlow checked the remaining mobile suits to go, next up were Flight-pack assisted suits; anything that didn't originally fly but had been equipped with back-mounted flight gear that allowed for decent aerial mobility. First to launch was Briar and his machine, the Hound.

"Briar you're up next, you'll be on defence until we're all up there? Got it?"

"Got it." replied Briar somewhat coldly. "Hound, Briar Evergreen, launching."

Using the catapult for additional speed Briar's suit shot into the air and transformed into it's mobile armour mode for additional aerial superiority.

"Alright we need to speed this up people, Kris get out there."

"Roger that, RGM-79FP/KG launching."

A black blur shot past the bridge as the GM Striker took off to support Briar. Harlow double checked the list, the last suit of phase 2 was Natas' GINN High Maneuver Type. He started to walk to the hangar as he gave Devon the order to launch.

"Roger that, ZGMF-1017M/DN, taking off."

Phases one and two are complete, now that just leaves phase three, so any time now the first team should be heading back. Thought Harlow to himself as he ran to the hangar and boarded his Armoured GM.

"Basilisk go to phase 3 launch sequence, prepare Base Jabbers for deployment. Team 3 begin take-off. Fighter you're going first."

Above him the Fighter's Zaku II Kai boarded a Base Jabber and held onto it. The Jabber was launched off the linear catapult and activated it's powerful engines, keeping the Zaku airborne.

"This is Fighter, I'm up."

Harlow nodded. "Nathan go."

Nathan's Stinger quickly launched, Nathan whooping as his pulled up at high speed.

Well at least one of us has something to be happy about.

High-Tide was raised onto the catapult deck, placing it's shield onto the launcher Ray stood on it and prepared for launch.

"Ray Willis, High-Tide, I'm outta here."

Quickly followed by Winters' GM Cannon II, also on a Base Jabber. Finally only Harlow was left, boarding a Base Jabber he quickly made final launch preparations.

"RGM-79(GRS)/CHB-β, Broadstriker Beta, Cecil Harlow, heading out."

The last mobile suit launched from the Basilisk and joined the others waited above, just in time the first team arrived and the squad took up the planned formation.

"Basilisk keep the other suits ready in case any of the infiltration team return. Mirage Squad, let's go!"