[b][color=00a651]Fuka Nakano[/color][/b]

Fuka dipped her head toward the Wonderkind, clicking her tongue sympathetically. 

[color=00a651]"Who knows about patrols, but those HAWKs typically have radar attached to them. Kitten's not exactly in a stealth bomber, so they're probably going to become aware of you quicker than you'd like."[/color]

The Warthog was iconic, but it was also as subtle as a crop duster towing a banner that said 'TARGET HERE.'

[color=00a651]"When Chevy and I flew over they scrambled Mirages, fast. I doubt they've gotten any slower in the day since. This matters more for those of us dealing with Lampedusa; we outnumber their fighters, but if they get airborne, we run the risk of dropping bits of fuselage on the locals' heads. "[/color]

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

[color=6ecff6]"Well then, I guess we'd better lead our friends on a merry dance away from the grandparents' timeshare. "[/color]

She wasn't overly concerned about collateral damage. She'd do her best to minimize it of course, but when it came down to it she'd put the life of herself and her flightmates ahead of the unfortunate civilians on the ground. Bystanders got roped into war all the time, it was just the nature of the beast.

...that wasn't the healthiest way of thinking. Spycraft and mercenary work had definitely taken a toll on her, twisting her priorities in ways that only intensive therapy could undo. Therapy was of course out of the question, so Ximena had to just focus on being the best combat pilot Shattered ever saw. 

[color=6ecff6]"That said, what's the plan if ground forces can't dislodge whoever's left after we have our fun?"[/color]


[@Letter Bee] [@Rhona W]