Title: Hangar Deck Entertainments
Location: Visitor Mothership: Atlanta (Near Earth Orbit)
Synopsis: So the mission is winding down… Just a snippet of what happens when it does.
Heather O'Leary steps into the Hangar, heading for a Skyfighter. If anyone notices that is.
Elizabeth Maxwell is in the hangar bay already, working on fighters one by one, trying to remove their transponder objects.
Heather O'Leary slips to the Skyfighter she flew in. She looks like she might be going somewhere.
Elizabeth Maxwell glances out from underneath the fighter she's working on. "Hi there…"
Heather O'Leary freezes, darn, it had to be Elizabeth that caught her. "Hi…" She turns to look at Elizabeth, "I… need to go get something from the Dust Zone… I should have picked it up yesterday, but we were a little far away…"
Elizabeth Maxwell laughs a little and ponders. "hmm… Thought about doing that myself, kinda hard to get fast food where we're living. I need to find out who's supposed to be coming up to help with a large scale matter, first, though… At least I hope they're sending someone up…"
Heather O'Leary shakes her head, "We have to land this thing up near the Canadian Border in Maine. Pete Forsythe and Lauren Stewart will meet us there…."
Elizabeth Maxwell hmms and nods. "How much stripping time are they giving us, after its landed? We pretty much on open leave to keep coming to get stuff, or what?"
Heather O'Leary shrugs, "I think we tell Pete what we want, and he will make sure none of White Christmas takes it. After we are done, we tell the President, face to face, what we took, and that we are done… I talked to Pete last night, Mothership Comms to Mothership Comms… Scrambled with Top Secret Military Encryption, even the White Christmas Mothership can't decode it without a week to do it…, anyway, Pete says the White Christmas Mothership will be overhead to keep this one safe, while we do what we need. Than, we fly down to New York, give the President a quick tour… show his staff what is missing, and than, we get our Presidential orders that will get us food, gas, ammo, weapons… Pretty much anything we want."
Heather O'Leary clears her throat, "I need to get going Love… If I don't get there in an hour, I won't be able to secure your… what I want to get, and will have to wait another 6 weeks… which would be *after* your birthday…"
Elizabeth Maxwell smiles a little and raises her eyebrows. "Oh…" she laughs a little bit. "How soon we expected to put down in Maine? I could probably get it down…" she ponders a little bit. "Then I could be going and doing a couple things as well…"