Alexander yawned and straightened out in his bunk slowly creeping out of it. Once up, he shuffled on over to the stall to ponder upon his appearance and as usual he grabbed his blue t-shirt, black combat pants and threw on his boots. "Bah just another boring day" he said to himself. [i]Why was I hired for them again? Was it for the mock dogfight? Security?[/i] His mind was jumping through thoughts... [i]What kind of security are we if we are not even allowed to tag along in the mock dogfight? We are mercs Elizabeth and I, nothing more, nothing less.[/i] "Whatever might as well get on with my day" he muttered. [i]Might as well check in on my Draken to see how the outfitting is going.[/i] He headed on out of the barracks out into the bright sunny day. As he squinted his eyes under the brightness he noticed something.. weird. Some fighter jets were on the tarmac as if prepping to take off along with a few others out in front of the hangers. [i]Huh... He thought that the dog fight was scheduled for 1300 hours.[/i] It was about 1320 ish last he checked. [i]Whats going on? Could it be another part of the mock dogfight? Well it looks important or else the aircraft technicians wouldn't be scrambling around putting SDM pods under the wings of the planes in front of the hangers.[/i] He had to know what was going on. His Draken could wait for later, he had to find out what was going on. "Best way to know" he mumbled "Is to get to the air traffic control tower..."