Flicker stood next to his OG, his hands resting lightly on the pair of laser pistols holstered at his hips, the stub of a cigar planted between his teeth, the smoke billowing around as well as his mane of dark hair as the bay doors opened.  "Alright, let's go over this one last time team!  We're doing it like that old story about the boat and the flood, two by two!"  He was doing his best impression of some of the sergeants and drill instructors who'd had a part in training them throughout their childhood.  He'd shown some talent for leadership from his youth, and so a few of them had taken him under their wing, hoping to teach him how to do the job while getting as few of his people killed as possible.<br/><br/>He gestured toward them as he went on.  "Lonesome, you're with me.  Then Ratchet and Harness.  Last is Leer and Eagle Eye."  He'd done some arguing with Captain Simpson about assignments, Simpson's first impulse had been to pair them off by similar talents, and while he and Blessing were both Tekes, he'd tried to do the exact reverse, making pairs who could augment eachother.<br/><br/>"I want to hit the ground running on this.  Ditch the OGs as fast as we can and then make direct for the pylon.  Don't discharge anytime you don't have to, and if you have to, keep your fire under control and don't miss the target.  We're not here to start a massacre, we're here to answer a question for some of the bean counters high up in the GA.  We get in, we get the answers, we get out and go home.  If we do this job without incurring any collaterals, I'll personally get the lot of you drunk or buzzed or help fill whatever your vice of choice is after."<br/><br/>He took a last puff off the cigar and then dropped it on the deck, stomping it out.  "Once we hit the Pylon, I'll go up first stealthed, once I hit the top I'll comm the rest of you.  Lone, you come up after me when I give the word as fast as those pretty little wings will take you.  Harness, you're gonna have to play mule for Ratchet here, lighten him up and wear him like a backpack, get him up as fast as you can while Lone's flying her way up.  Last comes Leer and Eagle Eye.  Eagle, can you carry her?  If you can't, the bunch of you are gonna have to come up at once, assuming Harness can lighten Ratchet and Leer both."<br/><br/>He waited for answers on that, then went on.  "Either way, I want ears on.  I mean that for both the sense-enhanced crowd and the 'Paths.  If somebody notices us, I want to know before he finishes saying 'who the fuck is that,' and I want him dropped before he gets to the question mark.  Speaking of sense enhancement, I'd appreciate it if you could start up recording as soon as we're in the air, Leer.  We want to show off how qualified and effective we are, so that means I'd like as complete a record as possible of what I assume is going to be a masterfully executed operation."  As he said those last three words he gave them all a hard look.<br/><br/>"Once we reach the top we'll scope the situation out and make it up as we go along from there.  It shouldn't be too hard for us to slip in and get access to records or shipments or whatever we decide we need to do to work out what these chuckleheads think they're doing.  Keep your weapons hot, but don't get twitchy.  Keep your eyes open and your mouths shut.  Keep comms on at all time, and if I say ditch, we all run like hell and meet up at the indicated point we agreed on 10 klicks south.  Any questions?"