Alexia stands up slowly and walks over and stands just to the side of the holo, NO, thats about the jest of it right now. though i should mention that the individual's name is bright light, also hes a dwarf so that should make it easier for you to find him. however though he might be a former colleague of mine there's no guarantee that he is a friendly this time around. as you all should know the drill, I intend to remain here and give whatever support that i can in the situation. as well as run the defenses we have set up for the island.

Specter nodded as she talked to LT. "Yeah. And he was so determined to do his part for the team, he overstretched himself. I'm glad you're up and awake big boy." She smiled at the troll, relieved he seemed to feel better too.

"So we're after the bright light. What was the message about again?"

"Err... It looks like you left that one off, Eleanor." Ashe nodded.
"Oh! Ok!" Eleanor's very familiar voice responded with a surprise. Shortly the text of the voicemail was typed out, by the marker on the marker board. It was still somewhat disconcerting to see a marker writing in type-set. Perhaps it wasn't an error in Eleanor's programming... Perhaps it was her form of humor!
"Better?" Eleanor asked as the wording appeared at the bottom of the list.
"Also, I've sent out a copy of the voicemail for any of you to listen to if you'd like. You may find it useful to be familiar with his voice. And from the limited background noise, I would guess it's either an internal commlink, or he was using a subvocal mic. Also, another detail relative to his commlink: it was registered. To him. You'll see that just above the wording there." Eleanor added quickly.

"Voicemail Text":
	<< Begin Message >> To: Alexia From: [UNKNOWN SENDER] Subject: [BLANK] Alexia I need your help...the crew is..there dead..all dead even Jeff we got set up...might be our contact Im not sure. They caught on to me I need help..ill pay whatever you need but I want back at the bastards who did this. << End Message >>

"As you can see, when Alexia recieved the voicemail, her phone didn't recognize the caller. But when I traced it back to the network, I could see that the Commlink which had sent the voicemail had been a registered Commlink...
"It was from this Bright Light fellow, though the name that it was registered under is Brandon Bright." Eleanor added the last bit of detail once the text of the voicemail were finished displaying.

Having finally gathered up his gear and finished his checks on the group's armament and munitions stash as well as what defences were now in place Kesslan returned to the others only preipherally aware of what else had gone on in the meantime. "Alright, we need to get a move on that warehouse while there's still time and something left to check on. As we have to asume they know we are coming I need to make sure this place stays secure, so only a few of us will actually be going. The rest of you I need here, protecting the camp, finishing build up of defences, activating and setting up the drones and focusing on matrix security. As we also happen to have several suits of Milspec, while we are gone I think it's best we get a few folk here fitted for it so we can use it the next time some one.. what's the saying? Knocks on our door?"

"Ok, any other questions?" Eleanor asks as Kesslan starts to pick out the team he wants loaded up for the recon mission.
"Alexia." He starts, pointing.
"LT. Sureal. Ashe. Specter. Greifer. And Viking." He said, skipping over some heads, looking around at the group of people assembled.
"And myself, of course." Kesslan added.
"Ok, load up. The Jet is ready." Eleanor stated as the lights in the internal portion of the jet turned on. The last few day's activity had emptied out the cargo hold, and the interior of the jet was mostly empty now, save for the attached fold-up seats on the walls and the webbing threaded from the floor to the ceiling at intervals.
Kesslan grabbed his bags and headed in to the Jet, LT, Ashe and Viking close on his heels.

Without taking his eyes off kess LT smiled as Ashe saved face for him, and put his armored arm up so that Specter could see the big thumbs up she got from him. Indeed LT was back at every ones back, and that was just fine with him. He just kept his mind on the task at hand. Amazingly it was like nothing had ever happened for him. But that was not true a lot had happened and he had other work to do… That is if his luck held out, and he did not have to cash in his chips…

“So what’s the plan?” LT asked Kess. “How we doing this, five to six going so what three groups of two? or two groups of three, and who are the groups, also I’d like to know what the points of entry for this warehouse is a quick flyby mights bees a goods idea for Dis. I’d like to think as a hunters of sorts yous gots this planned out a little right sorry was sleeping so I missed some stuff… “ Mostly LT was ready good to go… But he had that walk again that I don’t give a crap who’s in our way swagger, that hid the teddy bear inside so yeah he was back…

Specter grinned and replied LTs thumbs up while walking towards the jet. "Ok then. You can have a window seat." There it is again, she thought. The thrill of the hunt. Who knows what this day will bring. But it certainly will not be a boring one. The excitement gave her walk an additional spring.

When they all were settled down, after only slight difficulties to fasten the seatbelts, the young elf girl asked around: "With all the others staying behind, I think we should ask a few spirits for support. Best would be different types I guess. Viking, do you have an especially well connection with some type of spirit? And you Ashe?"

"Umm... I'm no expert on this stuff. But this thing isn't quite the definition of silent." Eleanor piped up after LT suggested a fly-by.
"Maybe a fly-by is not the best idea?" Eleanor finished. Clearly alerting anyone that they were checking the place out, in a Jet no less, was not the idea way to begin an engagement.
"I wouldn't mind sending a Spirit that way to check out where the exits are. It should be quite a bit quieter than a fly-by." Ashe volunteered.
"As for missing stuff: I think you came in time to hear the briefing. There's nothing else, that I know of." Ashe said. She walked in the plane behind LT and Kesslan, laughing with Specter at the comment: - Window seat... Good one! She thought to herself, pulling down one of the wall-mounted seats and sitting down in it. It wasn't the most comfortable seat in the plane, but she figured she could let Sureal take the co-pilot's seat this time around, giving her some time to familiarize herself with the space before she went under in it.
"Sureal, you can take the cockpit if you want. Since you'll be hanging out there after we land, now might be a good time for you to get familiar with the space." She said as she strapped herself in to the seat. Military strappings were quite effective.

"Maybe it would be stealthier. But the message sounded urgent. Maybe we shouldn't waste time until nightfall." She grinned. "Besides, I've got another idea." Her body slacked and was held by the straps of the seat while her true self left it. She hovered in the middle of the corridor, looking at the auras of her comrades. Then, in order for the mundane ones to see her, she manifested, thus her astral body becoming visible on the normal plane, looking like a translucent, and even paler, version of herself. A true specter one could assume. When she spoke, her voice had a slight echo effect. One that sometimes got used on trids when depicting ghosts. "Some of us could take a stroll, at least taking a first peek." She grinned amused at the gasp of Greifer.
"I know it's not perfect, but still beats waiting hours and then jump out of this machine in hope not to become a smear on the ground. Though..." Now she outright giggled, which sounded quite eerie with the slight echo effect. "I do know a spell to levitate people around.

Alexia shook her head, no, we have no idea what kind of security they have at this place that taking a look at it astraly, and for our magicians to go ahead is to much of a risk. that could very well just end up being a beacon of our coming. however they could also already know where coming so no matter what we do it could mean nothing. The message weather urgent or not, i'm not willing to throw my life in jeopardy for someone who might not even be on our side right now. I really don't like the prospect of going without more info, but i would prefer us to go in a manner that would be the safest for us.

"Who said anything about barging in loudly announcing our presence? If there is astral surveillance, we can detect it. I mean, the idea of sneaking in stealthily is good. But what's more sneaky than someone projecting? She slipped back into her body, sitting up with a gasp. "Also, isn't it more likely they have a radar dish on the roof or something that detects us coming than some cleverly hidden watcher or a mage on the astral prowl?"

"I say we are better off sending some one to take a peek astraly themselves, rather than a spirit. Spirits are strong, powerful. Many even intelligent but they do not THINK like the sentients of this realm. While my kind thinks very differently from a metahuman, or a dragon, or any other sentient we still share many common patterns that we each recognize in the other, though dragons and their kin less so I would assume. None the less spirits are yet again entirely different. They do not understand our realm any better than most awakened understand theirs. What to us may be a threat or item of importance to them would be nothing to even take notice of. While I do not understand much of spirits, I do believe we would be making a serious mistake by not sending some one from this team in person." While the shifter had said 'in person' the difference to him was perhaps purely a matter of perception. To a being that lived on both the physical and astral planes at the same time there was no difference perceptually in the 'here and now' of some one who was astrally projecting over the presence of their physical body. While both registered at their given points they were, to him, a singular being rather than an empty vessel (the flesh and blood) and the spirit (The astral projecting self). "I have the advantage of understanding both worlds but... I can not do what a mage does and split the self into two."

Specter smiled at Kesslan, thankful for the backup. "Of course Kesslan. I said what is more likely to spot us. Some radar dish or a watcher. But I didn't say we should send a watcher ourself. The spirits I suggested are for backup. Not as scouts." Her voice was raised above the not too well dampened pandemonium of the engines. After all, this was a military vehicle. Well, who of us can project?" She asked around. "Obviously, I can. Viking? Ashe?" She had her mask pulled off for now, it was resting in one of her pockets. "I think two would be better than one. Although one would still be better than none." She grinned.