<strong><span class="bbc_u">Alec Macpherson</span></strong><br/><br/>Hooking up to a zep was different to landing on an airfield, as everyone knew, and Alec wasn't taking any chances, as sweat beaded on his brow. He relaxed only slightly when he heard the solid 'clunk' sound of his hook latching on. He began to extend his undercart as he throttled his engines to idle, then folded his wings in as the engines shut down and his Avenger was winched in, rotating on the spindle until it was parked beside the Cajun girls' Devastator. He clambered out, and took in the surroundings, before nodding to himself and doing some post-flght checks.