Stake out missiones, Eric Mason hated stakeout missions. This was not due to lack of skill or an itchy trigger finger, he was both patient and adept enough to handle them. The thing that bothered the man about stakeouts was the time, it gave you plenty of time, time that you had to be coiled up and alert for hours, sometimes days, waiting, watching, listening, thinking.<br/><br/>Operation Dusk Rider had been on for awhile by the time Kristie returned from her post, plenty of time to think. Plenty of time to wait.<br/><br/>Time really seemed to stop when you were out in below freezing weather, a special kind of purgatory that was uncomfortable and numbing as it was long, after so many hours staking the place out, watching and waiting for a chance to move, (Literally and metaphorically) Eric was actually pleased to hear there would be a chance for a bit of action tonight.<br/><br/>"Backstabbed huh?" was his short reply, little surprise in his voice, which was slightly drowned by the winds tearing through the area, "Alright, if it's a capture and fireworks they want, then we'll give them just that." he paused, taking a look at the other people in his unit, "Take a few minutes to defreeze and we'll go in. We should have the advantage of surprise, so hopefully we can pull it off without any wounds. Get in, catch our little fish, put on our little fire works show, and get out before they know what hit them."<br/><br/>The man considered his options for a few minutes and then nodded to himself, "Richards, Taple, think you can handle making the fireworks while we go fishing?"  the leader asked, Taple nodded, Richards gave a thumbs up, "You bet boss."<br/><br/>"Alright then, Kristie, you're with me, We'll pick up some trout and then get the hell out while Richards and Taple take out the munitions. Any suggestions as to how you'd like to go in?"