"That's the most those things have worked in about two years," said a young man who suddenly appeared near to the machine. He was dressed in a pilot's uniform, a pair of goggles around his neck, his olive-coloured face half-hidden by a mop of red hair. "No wonder Anya recruited you."<br/><br/>"I haven't recruited anyone Dane," Anya said with a sigh. "Jenni, meet Dane, also known as Mercury. He's our recon guy who, in case you couldn't tell, runs very fast."