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The look of concern remains on Cualli's face as she listens to Arkhip. "Do you need to... sit down somewhere? I can get Elu to bring you a water or... something," she offers carefully.
He shakes his head.
: I'm ok.

"You know what I'm talking about. You wouldn't have asked how many kills I was at again otherwise."
Walter attempts to play a neutral face
She holds up two fingers.
: Would've been more if there weren't so many damn drones all over the place.

The hint of a smile appears at the corner of his cheek

"Does that mean we're even then? I didn't have a chance to shoot any fighters down."

She leans against the wall with him, leaving a respectful distance between the two of them, and glances out into the hangar. "Your squad looks like it... fared much better than Mjolnir did," she says quietly enough for Arkhip to hear her over the rest of the commotion. Cualli sighs and rubs her face, then glances at Arkhip again.

"When will CSAR be going out for Hawkeye?"

The hint of a smile appears at the corner of his cheek
"Does that mean we're even then? I didn't have a chance to shoot any fighters down."
: Aw, stuff, I think it does.

She leans against the wall with him, leaving a respectful distance between the two of them, and glances out into the hangar. "Your squad looks like it... fared much better than Mjolnir did," she says quietly enough for Arkhip to hear her over the rest of the commotion. Cualli sighs and rubs her face, then glances at Arkhip again.
: What? What happened to them?

"When will CSAR be going out for Hawkeye?"
: I'll have a team put together right away, but I'm not yet certain when they'll be able to leave. If there is in fact an Imperial attack force mustering to attack the battlegroup, we'll need everyone here to fend it off.

"Two didn't come back, and one... well, it wasn't pretty. Something punched through her roosterpit and fu-- messed her arm up real bad," she tells him. "Burned her all the way down to the bone," Cualli adds, cringing at the recollection.

Walter squints his eyes then resumes a normal expression

"How did your end of the sortie go? ours didn't end too well with everything that happened."

"Understood, sir. If you can spare me, I'd like to tag along."

"Two didn't come back, and one... well, it wasn't pretty. Something punched through her roosterpit and fu-- messed her arm up real bad," she tells him. "Burned her all the way down to the bone," Cualli adds, cringing at the recollection.
: Damn it. Hope the other two are alright. Er, all three of them really, but mostly the two that are, you know...

Walter squints his eyes then resumes a normal expression
"How did your end of the sortie go? ours didn't end too well with everything that happened."
: It was exhilarating! Almost as many targets as the last time we came here, but it was mostly drones, so they died even faster!
: Hey, did you keep count how many you got?
: Drones? Not really, I think it was something like three or four?
: I got six. Even picked up three of 'em with one shot since they were so packed in!

Virvel enthusiastically punches Pansar on the shoulder.
: No stuff! Nice one, big guy.
: Uh, did you guys forget that there was still a destroyer up and about when we left? We forgeted up.
: Hey- we were just supposed to get stuck in and make a lot of noise.

Virvel points at you, while still looking at Frisk.
They're the ones who were supposed to blow them up.

"Understood, sir. If you can spare me, I'd like to tag along."
: I'll leave that decision to your commander.

Your conversation is interrupted by Captain Harkonen making an announcement over crew intercom.
: Alright boys, hope you're strapped in. I'm bringing her down.

"...yeah."

Cualli sighs again. "Gods, I could really go for a drink right about now. Or maybe two." She looks to Arkhip. "Though... you probably need them more than me, to be honest. You guys go through the most up there."

She pauses. "Well... out there now, I guess. What with the carrier and all."

Gus checks his straps as the massive level bomber descends.

"Crash, requesting permission to go with the first outbound CSAR flight for Hawkeye."

His voice is even and somewhat quiet.
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Graf touches down on the ground and unhooks his parachute. He's alone in a deserted city somewhere he doesn't know.

Alright. I need to find friendlies. Is my radio still working? He looks over to his communications device to check if it works. He tunes channels to check if it works.

Seems to work.

He looks for a channel where friendly ground forces may still be chattering and listens in to the AWACS speak.

"AWACS, this is Hilbert Graf, callsign Gaffe of the 514th Mjolnir. Request directions to extraction target, I don't know this city."

After a small pause, remembering Hawkeye and her ejection, he adds "Have you heard from Captain Akemi Yui, callsign Hawkeye?"
« Last Edit: December 05, 2016, 04:42:00 PM by Deoxys And One Noob »

"I wasn't very happy with how things went for us, two pilots were downed and I didn't have the time to deal with the fourth destroyer. I'm sure I got some good footage of blasting the first one."

"Granted, but defending the battlegroup takes priority, as you can imagine,"

Jaakko remembers the tough decisions made the last time they had decided to go look for a downed pilot.

"...yeah."
Cualli sighs again. "Gods, I could really go for a drink right about now. Or maybe two." She looks to Arkhip. "Though... you probably need them more than me, to be honest. You guys go through the most up there."
She pauses. "Well... out there now, I guess. What with the carrier and all."
: Heh, and your work hasn't even started yet. That... whatever they call it looks pretty beat up.

He gestures at Walter's plane.
: ...Skepna? That can't be right, why would they call it that?

"I wasn't very happy with how things went for us, two pilots were downed and I didn't have the time to deal with the fourth destroyer. I'm sure I got some good footage of blasting the first one."
: Try to get some good footage of the Sky Marshal blasting the rest of you for leaving the fourth one intact while you're at it!
: Hah!

The airlock doors open and the Condottiero is towed into the hangar bay, forcing the four of you to get out of its way.

"Granted, but defending the battlegroup takes priority, as you can imagine,"
Jaakko remembers the tough decisions made the last time they had decided to go look for a downed pilot.
: Mjolnir 1-1, the deck is clear, we are ready to receive you.


Graf touches down on the ground and unhooks his parachute. He's alone in a deserted city somewhere he doesn't know.
Alright. I need to find friendlies. Is my radio still working? He looks over to his communications device to check if it works. He tunes channels to check if it works.
Seems to work.
He looks for a channel where friendly ground forces may still be chattering and listens in to the AWACS speak.
"AWACS, this is Hilbert Graf, callsign Gaffe of the 514th Mjolnir. Request directions to extraction target, I don't know this city."
After a small pause, remembering Hawkeye and her ejection, he adds "Have you heard from Captain Akemi Yui, callsign Hawkeye?"
: Have your quartermasters stopped issuing pilots GPS units? Wait one while we bring up a map.