"Rodger that. Request you inform them of rendezvous. They won't see me coming on 'dar." The Falken pilot said, increasing speed to full speed and rising like a bubble in water. Off he went, searching for the flight of fighters he'd been told about. At about half-blast, the Falken easily caught up with the flight on their way out to engage the hostiles. He settled into formation, but realized they still hadn't taken notice of him. "ADF-01 Falken Pilot callsign Mobius #1 here. I'm early; you might not have expected me this soon." He said, lowering his speed to match the others. The leader did a miniature jink; he obviously hadn't expected the plane yet indeed. "I'm here, ready to engage hostiles." He said. "What are orders, over?"