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| Gojira:
"I've never actually been on one of these things before." Yui glances over the wing to see if she can spot one of the engine nacelles. |
| Qwepir:
--- Quote from: carolcat on November 13, 2016, 05:12:43 PM ---Cualli holds out her hand for him, even though she probably doesn't actually need the help. --- End quote --- Elu grips your hand maybe a bit too tight and yanks you onto your feet. --- Quote from: Operator¹ on November 13, 2016, 05:17:44 PM ---Ellie asks around for a tech so she can get inside the Condottiero. --- End quote --- They allow you to take a look inside, but remind you that it's not going anywhere anytime soon. --- Quote from: Gojira on November 13, 2016, 05:18:13 PM ---"I've never actually been on one of these things before." Yui glances over the wing to see if she can spot one of the engine nacelles. --- End quote --- The engine nacelle is mostly out of your sight, tucked under the wing. All you can really see are the refueling nacelles and 200 meters of mostly featureless lifting surface. |
| Deoxys And One Noob:
As he feels the massive carrier leveling off, he gets off his seat and heads for the hangar with his personal objects. There's something waiting for him, after all. The sight seemed kind of off-putting, considering the high-tech planes all around it, but there it was: his Tornado. A smile raises his spirits, and he gazes at the Tornado furthermore. He thinks back to his training at the Academy - when he first flew the T-38. It was unlike anything he had experienced before... "Dragon 1-5, permission granted for takeoff, runway 27. Maintain runway heading..." This was his first time flying a jet for real - no simulator this time. Although at this point, he wasn't as outgoing, his excitement still could be discerned in his voice, energy pumping into his body at the sight. He was flying! Not a prop, but an actual jet! "Hey, 1-5. Graf, wasn't it? You enjoying yourself up here? says a fellow member of his training squadron. After some time of silence from him, he replied back, in a calmer manner "...Yeah, you could say that." The resulting laughter from his wingmen was something of a turning point. Here were people who cared for him, regardless of his race, who they trained and flew with together. And that, even now, brought happiness to him. After feasting his eye further on his Tornado, he looks on in awe at the variety of high-tech fighters. In a way, it reminded him of his place - still a newbie. Hmm. I still have a long way to go. He eventually heads for the quarters where he'll be living now, and claims a bunk near the door. He sets down his stuff and sits on the bunk. He pulls out the manual for his Tornado again and continues reading. |
| carolcat:
--- Quote from: Qwepir on November 13, 2016, 06:21:56 PM ---Elu grips your hand maybe a bit too tight and yanks you onto your feet. --- End quote --- Cualli looks a bit surprised at his grip. "Jeez-" she breathes as she steadies herself. After taking a moment to get her bearings, Cualli heads to the door. "Alright, c'mon, we'd better get to work with the others." She follows the rest of the engineers down the corridor. |
| Mr. Hurricane:
Jaakko undoes his restraints and stows the launch seat. He takes his duffle bag with his items and heads over to Tippy. "Captain Helmet Hair, need a roommate?" he asks, grinning, "Or are you planning on just filling the space with guns and another robot?" |
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