Time passed, Duncan and Percy had a private conversation, but when the four hours came up, everyone was seated into their NC's and ready to go. With the neural connection came the strange feeling of having two bodies at once, one inside the other. As well, connecting into a different NC after using another was often times uncomfortable, even painful. It was like having your skin replaced, carefully, but it was still a very awkward and painful feeling.

However, they could feel what the NC was feeling. A Heads-Up-Display was naturally in their vision when something was to be addressed, fading in and out of existence when needed. They could maneuver their fingers, and the NC's hand did the same motions, if it had a hand. Weapons, activating them was like pulling a trigger, ones on the back or other places having additional faux-hands the pilot could manipulate to actually fire them. Of course, the 'hand' was really just the actual, mechanical trigger, but it did [i]feel[/i] like a hand.

If you wanted to fly, you could just think you wanted to and you would. Of course, a mental 'confirm' was needed, but that could be done in attoseconds. NC's really were a marvel of engineering and neuroscience. If only such advanced technologies were used for something more productive...

[color=8882be]"Exit the Hangar."[/color], the captain could be heard, speaking into everyones' ears. Well, that was how a comms-link felt. Of course, a radio actually received it normally and told the neural computer it did, and the neural computer connected to the neural plug and messed with the brain in such a way to get a perfect recreation of what was heard directly into their mind.

The doors would open, and each pilot would move their NC's towards their own door, one through five. [color=8882be]"Initiate long range cruise modes. Blur, pick up Mad-E and help ferry her to the beacon."[/color] With that, a faint, red orb could be seen in the distance in every NC pilots' view, how they saw a beacon in the field.

Blur picked up the Mad-E, it having the most powerful thrusters of the quintet did make it the most obvious choice for a ferrying unit. It didn't do wonders for fuel efficiency, but they'd never have to worry about that on the field. The squad, having no official name, flew across the sky for what felt like a small eternity, but was truly just 3/4ths of an hour or so. Even being slowed down by needing to carry one of its members', a squad of NC's in long-range cruise mode were pretty damn fast. Of course, that was mainly because all available power was put into the engines, and it took a few moments for them to get back into 'combat mode'.

In any case, they eventually arrived at the perimeter of the beacon, a few kilometers away from the site itself. Here, they were ordered to enter combat mode, and [color=8882be]"Follow the plan. Remember, no matter what, you're all in NC's. You can handle whatever comes at you. Swarm, Blur, commence the breach."[/color]