RP: IPG [IPG Operators] Breaking Blood Explosion Extraordinaire!

"Yes sir, I have," Athrylis responded to Flins. The thought of having to even get close to servicing men again after having escaped that life brought back a rush of memories. She'd rather not have to, but if the situation required it, she would do it.

Athrylis pulled out the pistol, and rechecked it, making sure everything was fine. It was also to take her mind off of her memories.

Nelew tilted her head, then looked at Athrylis, Lenz, and Flins in sequence.

"All we need is one person to get in if we choose to infiltrate. That one could get 'close' to the target, which may, by the target's requirement, leave the guards outside of the room. The operative could then deliver the strike immediately and exit through a window or silently remove the guards upon exiting through the door.

"Or, she could maneuver the target toward a window where the sniper can make a clean shot, removing the infiltrator from suspicion and enabling an extraction without resorting to stealth, which would increase possibility of incrimination due to suspicious behavior if discovered or observed, or a brute-force extraction, requiring complete elimination of all present in the vicinity. This would allow minimal personnel required on-site and minimal equipment used, resulting minimal likelihood of discovery due to evidence left." She watched Flins, checking his response for approval or disapproval...it didn't matter what the mission leader thought in this instance, if Flins, being the senior officer and veteran present, approved than she was on the right track in her tactical analysis.

"We were to place blame on other likely enemies if possible, correct? If a Yamataian weapon is used to make the shot, blame may be placed accordingly," she added.

"Whatever." Chandler surrendered the pack and took another puff of his cigarette. Then he stood at attention again.

"Ready again. Again. Again."

Alaster politely coughed. "We can plan all of this while in route can we not?" He asked his team. They were wasting time simply sitting around while they could be discussing this while in route to their mission.

Lenz nodded and headed out the door with gruff, "Right, let's go then."

Chandler nodded silently and slung the silenced GP-1 over his shoulder, heading out the door towards the shuttle.

'Oh man, this is gonna be good...'

"Time is of the essence." Cyrene said expressionlessly, following the two Initiates in front of her. She sighed quietly as she brushed the locks of hair hanging over her forehead to the right. And we've been wasting nothing but time.

Athrylis nonchalantly followed the others out the door and towards the transport, reholstering the pistol.

Cyrene's comment seemed redundant and wasteful more time than it saved, but Nelew said nothing. Instead, she picked up her bag and followed the rest of the group out. She found it interesting how their group had grown in the short time between the briefing and departure, but didn't take the time to wonder what other curveballs this mission would present...

Initiate Neis was the first to arrive on the secured damp tarmac just outside the heavily plated walls of the complex. He felt the force of heavy blades beating against the air before he saw it accented against a dark and brooding overcast sky.

It was a massive black thing that he eventually understood to be a larger than normal, black military helicopter with large guns mounted at the front under the heavily tinted cockpit dome. What surprised him was the sheer lack of sound from what normal would be the whir of the propeller blades against the air.

A large ID-SOL that could be assumed to be the pilot glowered at the much shorter Initiate. "Took yer goddamned time! Where the fuck are the rest of ya?"

"We're here." Alaster announced to the ID-SOL and stared dead at him as he stood right beside Lenz. "I apologize for our belated arrival but we could not decide on equipment loadouts."

The pilot rolled his eyes as he flipped down his helmet's visor. "Whatever man, fucking rookies. Get your asses in the copter so we can get this show on the road." He growled as he pulled open the passenger compartment door of the helio and gestured for them to enter. He pulled open the cockpit's door and climbed in slamming it shut after him as he strapped himself in.

Another gentlemen in a black flight suit hopped out of the compartment and waited for the initiates to all enter. "When you get all of your crew in, we can get the hell out of here. Who's the squad leader?"

Nel waited for the rest to enter before climbing in, wanting the seat nearest the door. The ID-SOL pilot's sharp greeting just drew a bland look from her, but she said nothing.

Chandler breathed deep through his nose and felt the rotor wash whip around him, blowing his hair in all directions. It was all dramatic. He waited for the mission to begin, so he could begin his rise to glory.

Lenz nodded to Alaster and scowled impassively at the pilots as he climbed into the helicopter and secured himself to the mesh of one of the seats. "Don't stand in awe of the god damn thing, get in Chandler. Be dramatic another time."

Chandler's quick 'space-out' moment was cut short by Lenz's clipped order. He shook his head, tigntened the load-bearing harness and climbed into the chopper.

Flins stood, watching the squad embark on the chopper. "Good hunting, Initiates." The massive captain seemed barely affected by the punishing winds of the chopper blades. When he was content they were mostly onboard, he turned and left for the building once more.

Athrylis arrived shortly after the others at the chopper. Noticing they were already starting to board, she carefully climbed in and strapped in. Her mind blank as she waited for the others to arrive and for the transport to get going.

"I'm the squad leader, Initiate Alaster Langford." Alaster said as he stepped forward towards the black flight suit wearing man.

"Right then, Initiate Langford, we'll be dropping your and your squad several kilometers from your target site. Your FIO should be giving you any other information you need. You will need to communicate with Lt. Chiaki in order for us to come pick you up and from there we will have him tell you where the extrication point is," the co-pilot relayed to the squad leader impatiently. "If you have any further questions, ask me on the bird."

With that, the co-pilot climbed into the helicopter and walked to the cockpit, taking his place in the co-pilot's seat.