<em>Company, eh...</em>Parcival had been keeping an ear on comms chatter and a wary eye on his sensors as they moved out; it had been a while since he had done more than simulator runs and the occasional target shooting, and it took him a few minutes to find his stride again. Still, the controls were familiar, and it wasn't long before his muscle memory woke. He instinctively looked around - both for the direction of the inbounds, and a suitably high spot to perch on and unleash a few flights of missiles. "Where do you want me, boss?" He radio'd after a moment - if there was a preference, he was all ears.