[center][h1][color=violet]Katherine Kane[/color][/h1][/center]

[quote=@Smike]

[color=6ecff6][b]Ximena Huang[/b][/color]

Ximena laughed easily at Kat's joke. Pretty women were funnier; it was a scientific fact. 

[color=6ecff6]"Flying through enemy airspace in a Hog must be nerve-wracking. You have that titanium tub for a cockpit, sure, but still, it's not like the friendly folks on the ground are going to have trouble spotting you. But I guess getting to shoot the big gun makes up for the risk, eh?"[/color]

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"It definitely has it's squeaky bum moments when you're low enough to count the leaves on the trees or look the guy shooting at you in the eye, while at the same time looking over your shoulder for anyone waiting to swoop down on you from above from five miles away and just... [i]delete[/i] you out of the sky; you're not wrong. But at the same time; when you can reach down and give the friendlies on the ground the direct help they need, right in the moment, right on time, and right up close, it does have a sense of... mm... accomplishment, I suppose, knowing you can help people depending on you. Especially yes, when you can reach out and swat someone down with the big gun. All that titanium armour and the redundancies built in definitely do give you a sense of safety too though, yes"

[quote=@Damo021]
[color=00aeef]Freyja Svensdotter[/color]

 [color=00aeef]“Thank you, I am sure you will recover in no time, I will say though, you call that a plane? It’s more like a flying tank, I feel for the poor bastards on the receiving end of it. Especially with an over six and a half foot tall glamazon operating it”[/color]

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Kat's lips screwed up in something between an amused smile and confusion as Freyja described her as a 'glamazon', and a delayed, awkward laugh followed, unsure how to react to the comment. 
[color=violet]"Compared to most planes, it's definitely more a tank, you're right; though luckily it doesn't handle like one... and yes; I can't help but feel sorry for whoever's on the other end of all the stuff I can sling at them while I'm flying it".[/color]

Kat listened to the back and forth about pills between the pair and smiled in amusement as she finished her meal, and sat back to sipping her tea, shrugging. 
[color=violet]"Well, seems like you two know more about it than me. If I ever do decide to explore that side of things, I know who to come to. But I'm not currently in the business of looking for highs, getting back into the air will be good enough for me".[/color]
As she said as such, her tablet pinged with a notification and she gave the device a look, quickly scanning over it. 
[color=violet]"And speaking of which; looks like we're scheduled for a briefing this evening and a mission directly after, so we're all on crew rest!"[/color]

[h1][center][color=#4682B4]Scott Valentine[/color][/center][/h1]

[quote=@Finetales]
Yuna leaned forward a bit when Scott mentioned hitting a bar. [color=lightcoral]"Speaking of bars...are they still allowing us off base after the firefight last night? Jefe and I would hate to lose our bar privileges in Malta...we've only been to one bar in town so far! I got a list going of others I want to hit and everything."[/color]
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[color=#4682B4]"Once we've got the next mission flown, as long as we've got time I'm sure there'll be a chance - hopefully for everyone - to have a chance to kick back and let off some steam again. The saboteurs seemed to be entirely limited to those people we already dealt with internally. No signs of anything from outside so far, and the Maltese Police and Defence Force people are doing everything they can already. Probably best to have some sensible limitations for our own safety, but right now, I don't see any reason why we [i]shouldn't[/i] be going off-base for R&R when it's appropriate, at least".[/color]

[color=lightcoral]"You give me a proper range or an airsoft arena and you can bet I'll be spending any time I'm not working or drinking in there. Which, granted, is not too often,"[/color] she said with a grin and a shrug.

Scott grinned back and chuckled, nodding as she spoke. 
[color=#4682B4]"Well, I'll keep it in mind. See what we can get set up for wherever we end up next, so we can all get some more training and practice in - although, as always; hopefully we won't need it..."[/color]

[color=lightcoral]"Tell you what Heartbreak, I can't [i]wait[/i] to see what you do in that ancient Intruder."[/color] She chuckled and shook her head. [color=lightcoral]"I'm still not convinced all those stories are true, but I'd sure as hell like to find out."[/color]

He took a last sip of his beer and set the empty bottle on the table, smiling across at her with another of those wolfish, eager grins that suited his rugged features so well, and complimented his mis-matched eyes. [color=#4682B4]"Tell the truth; I can't wait to get up there myself. I always feels like I'm in control of a lot more when I'm at the controls of a jet on a mission, hitting objectives and targets. That clarity always helps with getting through things. And I think having a chance to hit back will clear the air for everyone a bit, too. And getting back up in a Harrier, well; that's something I'm even more eager to do. It might be a tempermental bird, but I love it like nothing else I've flown,"[/color] he said with a warm smile. 
[color=#4682B4]"Anyhow, speaking of missions and flying; it's about time I took some rest myself to get ready for the one coming up. Anything else you needed, Calico, or can I politely show you out?"[/color]