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| Qwepir:
Mission Theme The planes are properly kitted out and everybody launches from the Tordenskjold, rendezvousing at a point several miles southwest of the carrier's location. Navigational waypoints are marked for the Volk street and 12th avenue insertion points, as well as the location of the Imperial carrier itself. |
| Operator¹:
: Deploy Culex-I and have it follow Crash, we're going to keep the rest of the drones in the bay until trouble shows up. |
| NoZoner:
Ash strums his fingers as he grips the controls. It's his first time flying an aircraft that has one of those fancy force-sensing flight sticks. "Blackeye, turning to waypoint 3 on vector one-four-zero for six miles, descending to fifty AGL." With a light press of Ash's palm, the Wyvern almost flicks itself on-course. Ark be damned, this thing twitches like a motherforgeter! He keeps a finger primed over the sensitivity control for when he reaches the 12th Street insertion point. |
| Qwepir:
--- Quote from: Operator¹ on February 09, 2017, 10:23:43 PM ---: Deploy Culex-I and have it follow Crash, we're going to keep the rest of the drones in the bay until trouble shows up. --- End quote --- : Yes ma'am. The drone is deployed and flies off to join Crash's group. --- Quote from: NoZoner on February 09, 2017, 10:51:18 PM ---Ash strums his fingers as he grips the controls. It's his first time flying an aircraft that has one of those fancy force-sensing flight sticks. "Blackeye, turning to waypoint 3 on vector one-four-zero for six miles, descending to fifty AGL." With a light press of Ash's palm, the Wyvern almost flicks itself on-course. Ark be damned, this thing twitches like a motherforgeter! He keeps a finger primed over the sensitivity control for when he reaches the 12th Street insertion point. --- End quote --- You catch movement in the corner of your eye, in the direction of the carrier. |
| CypherX:
Gus falls in behind Crash as they begin to make their way towards the center of the city. Behind a handful of buildings lies the Imperial supercarrier, no doubt waiting for them. He flicks on the mic and addresses the other three in the distraction flight. "Ready to play chicken with an Imperial supercarrier?" |
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