[b][i]Mykhailo Martinez[/i][/b]

[quote=@Rhona W]
[center][h1][color=#4682B4]Scott 'Heartbreak' Valentine - Cobalt Leader[/color][/h1][/center]

 The Aqua-tailed Titan being hounded by Amelia and Ximena had no chance. Between them, the two women had pushed and pulled the Silent Eagle and it's pilot into the corner. Ximena danced her Sea Raptor out of the way of the laser, a move that goaded the enemy pilot to chase the plucky sinomexican into another shot, only to have one of Jefe's pair of missiles as a return for their troubles. At the same instant, Calico let fly with a trio her her own.
 Bracketed by both planes and with [i]five[/i] air-to-air missiles bearing down on them, there was really no avoiding it. The Titan pilot was no quitter, and they pulled to try and gain altitude, heeling into-
 Before they could even complete the maneuver, the first of the three R-73's detonated, the close proximity fuse showering the belly of the Silent Eagle with blazing shrapnel. The second plowed home moments later, and the third arrived at the same instant as Ximena's missiles. The F-15 was obliterated, the machine and pilot alike so thoroughly obliterated by the successive hammering of explosions that it was spread out square miles of the suburbs in a shower of fragments that looked like a brief, if heavy meteor shower.
[/quote]

 "чудовий (chudovyi)!," Mykhailo said the word for 'magnificent' in his mother's tounge. He could laugh out loud, but at the same time, the risk that innocent civilians might get hit by debris... Well, he hoped the Libyans actually put in alarm and evacuation measures and had bought their share of ambulances and fire trucks.
 Point was, the brilliant rain of fiery lights were magnificent from the air, but they also marked a waste of human life; Mykhailo hated it when his actions had a human cost out of all proportion to victory. At least he was closer to Ace-hood, right? 
 "All our powers combined!" Mykhailo couldn't help but blurt out, before biting his tounge to avoid saying, [i]Go Go Power Rangers![/i]
 He still had a mission; this was not a movie where the narrative was winding down and he can relax. But compared to the [i]flipping laser[/i] that had taken out his stabilizer, black market SAMs were child's play to avoid even with his plane's ability to form fancy turns disabled. Laughing, Mykhailo shouted, "Rifle!" as he unloaded his last rocket pod at some hapless emplacements, watching them blow up into clouds of orange and dark grey. 
 After that, he did a sweep to see if there were still planes or a missile silo he can still strike, and upon finding that the runaway was untouched, he made a move to remedy that, shouting, "BAT!" before dropping his F-16's Guided Bomb.
 The noise and the explosions were a mark of a job well-done; to be honest, Mykhailo knew that to enjoy the harm, the pain, he was doing to real people - enemies - to express that outside of some vaguely defined boundaries of agreement like a duel or lack of civilian populations, well... he didn't feel comfortable doing that now that he was actually inflicting damage to his foes, foes he regarded as proxies for the mobs that killed Artemio.
 [i]To be fair, Artemio saw you for you; he was your boyfriend because he was willing to tolerate a brat like you,[/i] an intrusive thought parked itself in his head. [i]You've done nothing but annoy people and show enough skill that you've not been thrown out on your rear. And all for what? To childishly hurt your enemy or those loosely connected to them just like you've been hurt?[/i]
 "Out of Ordnance!" Mykhailo said to drown his thoughts before circling to follow Scott, his hunger for battle sated for today. 

 He flew. He took as many minutes as possible to get to safety, and enjoy being in the sky again, a sky starting to bloom with the early rays of sunlight. The Pilot's next words were addressed to Scott, "So, Cobalt Lead, did I do great? No big blunders?"
 It was a vulnerability he had not wanted to show; Mykhailo Martinez was many things, but showing vulnerability on such spontaneous terms was not something he wanted to show. 
 "The Lasers..." he started a new line of conversation, "It seems our foe decided better tech made them more than a match for us, but it didn't work? What firms are developing those and where can we find them? Is anyone else interested in trying to get them?"
 More vulnerability. More spontaneity. He did not want to open up. Why was he opening up? Should he brace to be shut down (verbally) right now? Was he being annoying again?

[@Damo021][@Smike][@Rhona W][@Finetales][@AvaP]