Date: 2015-09-01 05:39 pm (UTC)
doomed_copper: (Nonchalance.)
At that pronouncement, Louise continued to hold his stare for a few moments before setting her eyes back upon the road.

The remaining ten minutes of the journey was spent in silence as they pulled up to the rendezvous point, placing their vehicles in shadow some yards away from the airstrip. Getting out of the car, Louise placed infrared binoculars to her eyes, trying to discern any movement around the small jet, as no doors had opened, no airstairs extended to the tarmac. The plane was just...sitting there.

Finally, she observed the pilots moving about in the cockpit, and she placed her radio to her lips, speaking softly, keeping her eyes trained on the subjects.

"Get your men into position now, over."
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