Kat tilted Twilight slightly, so she could look at Scott through their windshields as she said "You think they wanna tangle with two jets after seeing us tear through their forces on all fronts? I'm saving the rest of my SUUs' ammo for the choppers." She saluted cockily before tapping her airbrakes, letting Twilight fall back a bit from Scott's wing. She was fully aware of her weapon's lack of accuracy, but she wasn't going to be at sniping range, and it wasn't like she was an escort to Scott anyway...

[i]"Last time I'm gonna tell you, freak!" Raymond was yelling at her "Keep that slow wreak of a plane outta my way or I'll take you down myself!"
"Yeah? I wanna see that fat hunk of metal you call an aircraft make anything resembling a turn to do it!" Kat shot back through her headset.

It was only a training exercise in escorting a cargo plane, but this pilot was riding on the fumes of Kat's patience. What did he want? A kissass girl who fell to his every whim? Last she checked she was paid outside the payroll of whatever company this guy was working with. She was literally only there for the money to train this jerk in working with his escorts. Which, she had heard down the grapevine, is because he was hated by every last one of his peers.

"Now shut it and fly, or I WILL fail you!" The feline pilot warned, falling back from the plane's head to watch from above...[/i]

The memory came out of no where, and it made Kat chuckle. She had indeed failed the man, since he nearly crashed his aircraft into her multiple times with sudden tilts of his plane.

She shook her head as she fell in with Scott for the second run on the enemy forces. God she had a terrible record in keeping her head in the game.