[center][h2]Jamie[/h2][/center]

Jamie had gotten up once during the whole little get together before things became serious. And had poured himself a glass of Spicebox Canadian Whiskey, an affection that one of his uncles had gotten him into. A little extra burn as a drink goes down sure as hell doesn't hurt. He'd sat and sipped, at it, and mellowed a fair bit. As the night went on he'd sat quietly and listened and watched, there'd be time to truly say his peace later. For now he wanted to observe.

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Later as they sat and nursed plates of food and drink it was that Queen gave them the low down of the operation in mind. The Lights and Mediums of the group had it straightforward. He grinned abit, "Interesting madam. Your section of the operation sounds pretty simple."

After though as it was detailed what she had in mind for himself and Misa, he couldn't help but laugh. He looked across at Skye and nods, "If you like, in the future, I could ask my mother Colonel Denisova-Kanatariio for her version of the ballons. She had a version made to lift her in full armor as well. But for now yes madam I'm very familiar with the use of such ballons. Won't let you down madam."

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And still later found the Son of Brutal and Scion drifting on the air. A small pulse motor pushing him along assisted by a tail wind. Barely anything to really give an AAA or Manpad to lock on to him in the air. It's almost casual how he'd slung himself up into the wires hold up there so he's reclined and drifting. He remembers stories from his parents of them doing this too. And a few other things besides. But that's not something he wants to think of.

He remember his father saying that when close enough they could even provide CAS from the ballons. The rocket pod and his twinned HMGs would cause quite a stir from the air. Either way he drifted. The view of Ilha de Santo Antão, Cape Verde is wonderful from so far above. He clicks his comms with his chin as the sound of Queen's voice came to him, "This is Scion, I have some wonderful aerial photos of the area here madam. I'll show you when we're out of the AO. The sunrise as we crested into the AO was wonderful the clouds and hills and light. If this wasn't an operation I could submit it for some kind of award one thinks." He checked the timer for the mission, "Judging by the clock, should be a bit longer. We can start CAS before cutting cords and joining on the ground." He looked about in the sky then spotted Boba, "How are you doing over there Boba? Enjoying yourself? It's relaxing up here isn't it?"