"Why's that?" Jaakko says, grinning.
He throttles up and continues to close towards Nagato.
Jaakko orders the Fulcrum to start descending.
: Because, dumbass, you're using your comrades like ablative armor. If I were supposed to be taking orders from you, I'd file a complaint!
Nagato keeps climbing, allowing her allies to engage the Fulcrum while she keeps an eye on them from higher up.
Fulcrum base EV 77
No piloting bonuses or penalties
HSM 1 provides penalty of 25
HSM 2 provides penalty of 25
Flares provide bonus of 40
Test taken at 67
Roll: 62 - success
Test passedYour buddy survives, but is now out of flares and won't last much longer without assistance against two enemy planes. You will be in gun range of Nagato next turn.
"Hey, any way I can help?"
: You could put a sign up so Pags doesn't stomp the tarmac into tiny little turbofan-destroying pieces. Other than that, I don't have anything for you, we're just making sure everything works like it should.
She glances up from her checklist to look at the Razorback.
: I like this plane, it's nice and simple. Well, as "simple" as things get anymore. No variable geometry, no energy weapons, no exotic power plants, no invisibility cloak... just a big flying brick made of guns and missiles.
Good ol' "pags" pagodin, what a card. I remember the time he played "The Pink Floyd" on his rifle, which he pretended was a guitar.
i remember when they poured water on his gills and he vomited to death