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


[color=00a651]"Thanks Calico, Jefe."[/color] 

That one had been dicey. Fuka had to purposefully unclench her jaw and loosen her shoulders, her knuckles white under the gloves of her flight suit from clenching the stick so hard. Getting a bandit on your tail was up there in the list of really bad scenarios, and had she been a touch unluckier she likely would have been forced to bail. But that's what the team was for-they watched her back and she watched theirs. 

She could shit her pants later, right now she had to focus on the job at hand.

[color=00a651]"I copy, Cobalt One. Flight 2 is keeping an eye out. I'm getting no visuals or any radar pings thus far."[/color] 


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

Once again sitting pretty high up in the cloud cover, Ximena preened like a falcon clutching a kill in its talons. She couldn't scientifically prove that she was the best pilot in Cobalt but it was certainly a strong hypothesis. She had both skill and experience as well as a natural tendency for high-octane gunslinging, all of which served her well in combat roles. Combine that with her souped-up superplane and there were few opponents she'd be unsure of taking on. 

[color=6ecff6]"Sorry about sniping it from under you, Cobalt 8. I'll buy you another drink to make up for it!"[/color]

[@Rhona W] [@Finetales]