ABS FIESTA REDUX

[*FacePalm*]

I watch the damaged F-15 get towed back for repairs.
"stuff, so much for not getting hit."

[Ad Bot]

[Gojira]

I still have no idea where to go, so I just sit at a table by myself at the mess hall.

[Operator¹]

Bell takes off in the Flanker and begins the flight back to McNamara.

[Swat 3]

I enter the mess hall, heart broken as anyone else.

I sit across from Steele.

[Mr. Hurricane]

The tarmac is hot, and I believe the bottoms of my boots are melting. A large flankers rolls past. It's Bell's. She's leaving awful early. Steele is in the cafeteria. I sit next to him. Lo and behold, Turtle. The man who would rather jack off than fight. He was 'fighting drones'. I suspect it is more likely he was fighting boredom. I don't look at him and sit angrily next to Steele.

There is a short silence.

"...we need better coordination..." I mumble.

[Gojira]

I say nothing in response, but nod in agreement.

[Swat 3]

The tarmac is hot, and I believe the bottoms of my boots are melting. A large flankers rolls past. It's Bell's. She's leaving awful early. Steele is in the cafeteria. I sit next to him. Lo and behold, Turtle. The man who would rather jack off than fight. He was 'fighting drones'. I suspect it is more likely he was fighting boredom. I don't look at him and sit angrily next to Steele.

There is a short silence.

"...we need better coordination..." I mumble.

can you loving not

[Gojira]

he's not ragging on you for not being here anymore

[Swat 3]

I sit awkwardly across the two. I feel the hate radiating off Oxide.

"They slipped past you guys -- the drones. We had to get them." I comment softly.

he's not ragging on you for not being here anymore

he's still being an irritable rooster about my inactivity

[Mr. Hurricane]

he's still being an irritable rooster about my inactivity

Kissinger is angry. Mr. Hurricane now understands why you were away.

Kissinger being angry is more of a canon thing in that because you weren't helping the rest of the squadron. He had already complained about not knowing where you were or what you were doing. Rather than null and void that, I'm keeping it in.

[Gojira]

"It- it's fine. Don't worry about it."

[Mr. Hurricane]

"Bell has already left for McNamara... Steele... I watched her Flanker taxi by and onto the runway." I mumble.

There is a short silence.

"My aircraft may be another couple hours. The compression fans are damaged,"

[Gojira]

"That's... alright. I'll stay here until everyone else has taken off."

[Swat 3]

I look at the two converse, and try to seem unattached.

I go to the requisition office and ask about the F-16XL.

[Gojira]

good luck getting it when we're not at mcnamara