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Now ensconced in his cramped cabin in the MFB, Guardian sat and read Renzo's response, then stretched.... and cursed up a storm, as he stubbed his toe rather forcefully against the far wall. He liked his job, but sometimes... he had to wonder about his own sanity. Rubbing his offended digit he set aside the Message and started hunting for socks. After all, it was harder to stub your toe if it was surrounded by leather and metallic plating. After the quest for socks was completed, and his feet were once more "protected" from the vile stubbing of toes, he left his cabin and went down the short hall to one of the outer doors. Neglecting the folding steps, he simply dropped the two meters to the ground. Blinking as his eyes adjusted to the deepening dusk, he headed off towards the heavy tents set up for the Other members of the salvage team... After all, the beer should be arriving soon and he fully intended to get his share, and join in the raucous singing and revelry that would surely follow. If the one old-timer was there, he'd love to have a talk with him, after all, he sounded stable-headed... and it was always good to have friends like that.

Lindy kept quiet as Renzo explained the situation, the other pilots whispered among themselves when they heard that Kenosha needed rescue. He didnt seem like the kind that would need help when he got into trouble, then again, everyone has their limits.

Lindy raises an eyebrow when Renzo stresses the word 'YOU' then blinks after 'good friends', "The only friends I know of that he knows are the people in the ASDF...Im not sure I want to show my face there...", she thought to herself then focused as she heard Guardian's name and Yakima's, she stood up and saluted taking this matter very seriously, "Yes sir! I'll contact him before the night is over.". Eliza, Danny, and a few others stood up as well and saluted Renzo as he left then turned to Lindy and gave the thumbs up, "We're with you all the way Captain!", Eliza commented.

Everyone finishes their meals then head to their sleeping quarters, after taking a shower and changing into her PJ's she sits on her bed while holding onto the portable communicator that each member of the Torama wears on their wrists. She presses a small button on the side and a small holo-keyboard appears then begins typing up a private message for Guardian.

Despite the lack of a sun, the plane slowly becomes more light like that of a morning glow. However, as most members and crew are slowly getting up Renzo and Yakima sit in the conference room in complete silence, yet somehow a conversation progressing.

"So then today they'll stop by and you will brief them on the current situation."

"I see... although we both know what this is about, so why pull him out this early?"

"In actuality, it's not so much concerning his return as it is... this list."

*a moment of silence as both close their eyes then Yakima blinks some*

"You can't be serious..."

"Oh but I am, and this is why we need Kenosha's /friends/ from the ASDF for this, it's a bit out of our league."

"Hrmph, I get your drift... well, that Eileen or whatever her name was a HS ex or something, though he's told me they're still on good terms. He never really went into detail with Nida and Sheriff Griff Im sure I could talk her into it if need be."

"Make it so then, I think with Strawberry and Guardian they'll be able to manage and hopefully find some good material we can use."

"Well then, guess I better start preparing for the 'briefing'. Though you're not going to have them go after 'it' are you?"

Renzo stands and starts to head out, the first sound finally coming forth as he says, "I guess we'll leave that up to Keno." he grins.

Having climbed out of his cramped bed, well before sunrise had even been a glimmer on the eastern Horizon, Guardian now sat in the command chair of his wolverine, finishing instructing the (somewhat hungover) crew chiefs on the days activities, and that the wreck's reactor was to be removed, and hauled through the portal for the technicians there to take a closer look. It never hurt to be thorough.... even if the core was smashed up pretty bad. They simply didn't have the equipment here to dismantle it and get to the deepest inner workings, which -might- still be usable. After that final task was done, he disengaged the clamps holding the Wolverine in the gantry, and slowly pushed the machine forward. Still without any appreciable sunlight, Guardian walked the mech out of the pool of glowing incandescence made by the MFB's floodlamps, and turned on his own forward lights. Crossing the short distance to where the portal was to be, took only a few minutes, Waiting for the portal to open after sending his activation code through his wrist-comm system, took even less time.

By the time the sun would have been rising above the horizon back at the MFB, Guardian's wolverine was kneeling next to the OSE. Leaving it on powered down standby, he climbed from the hatch, clad in the classic mechwarrior's tight shorts and cooling vest (with heavy mid calf boots... sporting black spurs), with his neurohelm cradled under his left arm. After consulting with a wall map once onboard the ship, he promptly got turned around, and finally ran into an early rising tech, who gave him proper directions (around some areas still in repair) which led him right to the conference room door, where he knocked politely while stifling a yawn.

As Lindy makes her 'entrance' Renzo and Yakima are sitting down and then he smirks in reply, "Yes, it's too early because normally at this time you'd be up making my breakf..." he gets a hard nudge from Yakima and coughs, "Ah yes, well... anyway..." he nods to Guardian, "Come on in, there's coffee, cream, sugar, irish cream so help yourself."

Yakima stands up and puts on a pair of glasses, "Down to business then. A few weeks ago we sent Kenosha to the plane of metal to scout the area, unfortunately he hasnt returned and neither of us can contact him although his psyche is still pulsing." She places a folder in front of Lindy and Guardian's seat. "We have reason to believe he's gotten himself in trouble. The Metallic Plane is very new to us, meaning we're not sure what to expect there in terms of life, surroundings and whatnot, so in a sense it's an opportunity to collect data while on the rescue mission."

Renzo stands as Yakima sits, "We want you two to make a trip to ASDF to speak with two people who appearantly meant a lot to Kenosha. Not only do we need the help, but it's also a good opportunity to see just what the ASDF is capable of in such an unknown setting... we'll there members at least. We're not sure if they'll commit any sorta help as an organization which is why we're making personal appeals at first. The two people to talk to are Eileen Patterson and Nida Rocheron. IF they are busy with ASDF matters that's fine, assist if you can if not then come on back and we'll consider our options."

Yakima asks, "Any questions?"

Lindy opens the folder and browses through the papers inserted within while listening to Yakima speak, in a low voice she speaks to herself, "Eileen...either Im just imagining things or that name sounds familiar but this Nida person...I dont remember ever hearing about her. Then again my memory of the ASDF is vauge..." she knocks on her head and sticks her tounge out slightly, "I've taken one too many hits on the noggin". Rolling her eyes at Guardians comment she adds, "Practice makes perfect sir. You cant expect to get a girl to fall for you on the first day, well ok sometimes it does happen but when it doesnt you just have to keep trying. The same applies with meeting new people."

Lindy's attention then turns to Yakima and raises her hand, "Yes I have a few questions...one..." she uses hand gestures while talking, "Kenosha is there and we are over here, I have a fighter and Guardian has a mech. How are we supposed to get over there when one of us has flight capability and the other doesnt." pauses for a while then resumes, "Unless we are going to use a transport ship?". It would definately have to be a transport ship and perhaps she would serve as air support and recon while Guardian was the muscle and from the sound of things, they were going to need alot of muscle just to get there. "I'd like to also note that I might get arrested for abandoning this ASDF and joining you guys if I show up...or they might shoot me thinking Im a ghost or a zombie." Lindy chuckles goofily at her last comment then straightens her face.

Lindy nods, "Ok well a time limit shouldnt be a problem as long as you can get that gizmo working before we get across. I'd hate to search for someone using a souped up metal detector in an area unmapped and with a day's worth.". Closing the folder and setting it back down on the table she asks, "You arent going to want a souvenier from there are you?" her eyes gazing to Yakima and Renzo with a wide grin. Her mind was already set in tourist mode, thinking of what recording devices she should bring.