As he stood there, towering over the nearby hangars, he noticed a small creature coming out of one of the hangars, quickly putting Jeff's belongings into a bag he pulled out of his pack pack before running to him and somehow climbing up his smooth hull. It wasn't to large, perhaps the size of a smaller human. It appeared to be fully clothed with a backpack and a sort of hood on its head. Somehow it managed to force open Jeff's passenger hatch and slipped inside. Jeff was now able to watch it via his internal cameras.
The creature was dressed rather darkly. On its feet it wore a some kind of dark grey sneakers which looked strangely mechanical, but otherwise normal. It's pants were a dull brownish grey colour with a multitude of bags on them. It wore a brownish leather jacket and a scarf obscuring the lower part of its face. The upper part being obscured by a pair of goggles belonging to what could be described as a pilot's cap. On it's back it wore a saggy brownish back pack held by leather straps. Strangely it had what appeared to be the tail of a raccoon hanging from it.
Inside Jeff was able to use his PA to address the stranger who was quickly and silently making its way to his cockpit where it fuddled with the radio, suddenly they both were able to hear the chatter, "I'm telling you there's a huge 777-9 on the other airport, I'm seeing it." The creature concentrated and Jeff felt the tingling sensation all over his mechanical body. Everything around him seemed to grow rather quickly until he noticed that he was shrinking. Eventually the shrinking stopped. From what Jeff could tell he was roughly the size of a mouse. The creature skillfully used Jeff's controls to fire up his now tiny engines and taxied him through a small hole in the side of the hangar. In the distance Jeff could see one of the grounds crew of airport driving by the hangar. They listened again to the radio chatter, "I'm telling you there's nothing here" - "Ohh I've lost it, I must have been seeing things".
They were inside the hangar, only a bit of light fell through some windows onto the dusty ground. Some half gutted pieces of equipment were strewn across the place.
The creature turned off the radio, pulled out a screwdriver and unscrewed the radio, before putting in a little module and reassembling it.
"Stupid noobs", the creature spoke its first works in a disgrunled female voice continuing, "Gettin' a Chronivac and thinking they can turn into a jumbo in broad daylight". It finally pulled up its goggles and down its scarf revealing a feminine face, "Names Natasha, by the way." Jeff stuttered, "I'm Jeff. How... How did you do that?".
"My Chronivac is part of me", she pulls back the sleeve of her jacket showing that her arm looks mechanical and that what previously looked like gloves were actually her hands, "Electrostatic gripers, let's me climb up hulls easily." Jeff asked, "So.. are you a robot?". Natasha chuggled, "Naw, more of a cyborg, still eat shit and fuck of course. 'tleast in this form". She fiddled a bit with Jeff's radio to set up an encrypted radio channel with him, "Should hear me now", she radioed to him. "I do.", Jeff replied via that channel.