The newspaper hit the small tabletop with a small thud, breaking the silence of the near empty lounge area. Marciano sighed as he leaned back in his own seat, it was early, and he felt it. A drowsiness that seeped into his mind, not overpowering, but enough to make him want to lean back and take a short nap. He was halfway inclined to do just that, a few minutes at the most, just something to get the shadow of the early morning out of his head. As he leaned back however a resounding boom echoed through the small room, making Marciano snap open, and the pilot jump to his feet. As the klaxons of alarms began to ring out throughout the base, Marciano broke off into a sprint. Weaving his way past people who were all scrambling to positions, he shouldered open an access door to the locker room and retrieved his suit and helmet, after which he took off in a dead sprint towards the hangers. 

As he arrived he began to pull on his G-suit, pulling the familiar zippers into place and scanned the deck for his craft. Seeing it the pilot moved his way to it, and swung himself onto the ladder. "Good to see ya' boy!" One of the mechanics shouted to him as he climbed into the cockpit "We got  you loaded up as best we could on such short notice, you got yourself some sidewinders and a pair of AMRAMM's, use them well. Now get up the-!" The last part of his sentence was cut off by the cockpit closing, but Marciano got the spirit of it. Starting up the Hound, he couldn't help but smile at the rumble of the craft, it sounded like a chained dog rearing to go, to hunt. Slowly working his way to the runway, Marciano saw a mig take off, a fine looking aircraft. But now it was his turn. "Tower this is Charnel, am I clear?" It wasn't quite the protocol way of asking, but this wasn't quite a protocol situation. [i]"Your clear Charnel. Heads up, your squadron leader is already up their, callsign Knight-1."[/i]

"Received and understood" was Marciano only quick response before moved the throttle up, sending the Hound screaming down the runway. As soon as he was clear and high enough up he began to move his wings back, making his Tornado more aerodynamic, banking towards the coast he got word of the surface targets from Knight-1. Keying his own radio he sent his reply "This is Charnel I am in the air, im not loaded for ground targets, but don't you worry ill keep the air off your back."