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[color=SteelBlue]"Yeah, you better be the one flying..."[/color] Tom responded to Grace as the pair made their way over to the hangar. [color=SteelBlue]"The closest I've ever come to flying a plane was when Jamie let me use her remote controlled helicopter... And even then, I fucked it up and had to use my powers to stop it from breaking."[/color] Tom laughed at the memory as they reached the hangar, seeing that Cora was already there and waiting for them all. He looked around the room at all the minijets assembled there, luckily seeming enough for the whole group to take and fly over to Elmore Island, before proceeding to listen to what Cora was saying about the minijets. He shot a quick glance at Grace to make sure that she was also listening - Tom really didn't want to crash less than 10 minutes after getting into a new relationship. 

The pair headed over to a minijet, Grace slipping in first so she could get into the drivers seat, Tom getting into the backseat. He immediately noticed the cramped conditions, having to press himself up right against the back wall, also having to bend over slightly - and Tom wasn't even really that tall. Even so, when Grace asked from the driver's seat. [color=SteelBlue]Yeah, yeah, I'm good!"[/color] He said, giving her a small thumbs up before she started the minijet's engine, bringing the vehicle humming to life. He tapped his leg up and down as Grace waited for the signal to get the minijet in the air. And then it happened, and the plane zoomed away. 

Tom cheered excitedly as the plane zipped through the air, looking out of the window and seeing the other planes not too far way. He looked over to Grace as he spoke to him. [color=SteelBlue]"When this whole thing is over, I'm gonna take you flying with me all the time..."[/color] He said eagerly, smiling, before looking down again at his lack of leg room. [color=SteelBlue]"Well, I guess that I could probably do with a little bit more room..."[/color] He said honestly, before Grace clicked forward which now gave her no space. [color=SteelBlue]"Wait, Grace, that's too much, now YOU have no room!"[/color] He began, stopping as Elmore Island came into view. 

Grace was right. It did look pretty evil. He hadn't really noticed it the first time... Probably because Priestess was trying to smush her face against his the whole journey last time he was here. He leaned forward and glanced into the rearview camera feed, spotting the plane and raising his eyebrows. Was one of the minijets a different model? Tom hadn't really paid much attention, but he remembered they all looked the same. [color=SteelBlue]"Hmmm... Odd..."[/color] And then Grace dropped the bombshell question. [color=SteelBlue]"What... What are you talking about, Blake?"[/color] Tom questioned, before the missile hit the ship. 

Tom yelled out and instinctively leaned forward to grab Grace's shoulder before the jet crashed directly into the wall of the facility. For a second Tom expected to feel blinding pain or to hear Grace screaming. But he opened his eyes to find that he was still sitting in his chair. His leg felt a bit sore, but aside from that nothing was wrong. [color=SteelBlue]"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Thank god you're okay too..."[/color] His relief was short lived before he remembered what had just transpired. [color=SteelBlue]"I don't know, what the fuck? I think... Wait, let's get out and then talk."[/color] Tom watched as Grace opened up the cockpit, quickly unbuckling himself and standing up just in time to feel the goo fall all over him. He couldn't see, and he stepped out of the cockpit, wiping some of the goo out of his eyes so he could. 

[color=SteelBlue]"God dammit..."[/color] He looked at Grace (who didn't look that covered in the goo), who looked back at him and proceeded to laugh hysterically. [color=SteelBlue]"Oh, stop it..."[/color] He began, before he let a grin fall over his face, and then he started laughing too. He leant down a little to let Grace pick some of the goo out of his hair, before glancing at the Wings of Law guy. [color=SteelBlue]"Just leave him there, I don't think he's gonna cause us any issues at the moment."[/color] He groaned as she mentioned Blake. [color=SteelBlue]"Shit, I don't know. The Wings kidnapped him, they must have... I don't know, done something to him, like brainwashed him or something... There's no way he'd willingly decide to attack us like that!"[/color]

[@Hitman]