Indeed that is true. The CS is coming along nicely, it is not far from completion.
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Yeah I would assume she would of been near by of the storm when it happened. I was thinking of how she comes across the group as not been there at the initial morning group meeting. not read all the posts yet.
@King KindredHaha one way to make a grand entrance and get a scolding.
I'll get to work on a CS. debating a few powers so will complete the rest first and figure out where i want to go with that after. not seen misfits in a while but dam was it a good show. loved it!
I'll get to work on a CS. debating a few powers so will complete the rest first and figure out where i want to go with that after. not seen misfits in a while but dam was it a good show. loved it!
Hey all, Sorry to randomly chime in, was curious if you still have space for another misift to join the club?
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7 mos ago
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Freyja Svensdotter
So far everything went, amazingly better than she expected. They literally caught the enemy with their pants down. A lot of assets were taken care of but also, many remained and so Cobalt kept up the pressure. Soon next set of orders came through, the remaining Corvette was her priority target, a fun challenge indeed. A small manoeuvrable craft but with enough bite to hit back. “Roger Cobalt lead, moving to engage.”
Moving off towards the enemy corvette, Freyja took a moment to observe the craft, seeing if they were engaging in rescue operations or not. The alarm sounding of for attempted lock on to her Gripe was enough sign that the ship was still being an active combatant. Throttling up a little, she moved into an attack posture and went for a lock on the corvette herself. A game of cat and mouse had begun.
After a few tense moments of awaiting the confirmation of a lock, Freyja immediately fired away. “Valkyrie, Rifle 1” letting a AGM-65 loose at her target. In seconds the corvette reacted in defensive fire to try and stop the missile hitting the target. Just as it looked like it would strike, the missile was shot down as she flew by, she thought about her next attack run, that thought was stopped when her alarms sounded of that the enemy locked on her and a missile was inbound to her. Freyja immediately began a series of evasive manoeuvres to shake the missile, no joy, deploying flares on her next move the missile hit the flares, feeling the vibration to the explosion she knew that was closer than she would of liked.
Throttling up again, Freyja swung her jet around and went low, hitting the deck so to speak, this time coming at a diagonal position to the corvette, defensive fire went off but no as much as this time she was using the other listing corvette as a bit of cover, not fully so she could still get a lock but made it more difficult for the ship to respond. At least that was her thought pattern on it. Locking on once more she fired again. “Valkyrie, Rifle 2” this time despite the effort of the corvette this missile struck the side of the target, she moved on to immediately try and survey the damage and see what the ship would next.
Amelia Schön
One the other island, things were going just as well for the team, many assets or vital support elements were getting taken care off or had their hands full with her wing mates. For sparrow this freed her up to look for other ground targets still operating. “Oh hello, what do we have here?” She said to no one in particular. Speaking of ground targets, she had spotted the Skilkas from the briefing, the one she had in her sights was not moving and was looking to the skies, of course everything so far for it was out of range. What a shame, there is nothing more satisfying than sniping something from a distance in a jet. And as such she locked up the one.
Once locked on, it was just as simply pressing the trigger and snuffing out the target without it even knowing what hit it, probably what they deserve for using such a weapon to pacify civilians. “Sparrow, Paveway 1” the bomb was lunched on its way to the target, Amelia using the targeting pod to ensure laser lock on the unsuspecting Shilka. Within moment, as massive explosion erupted where the anti-air once sat.
Soon enough she repositions her Typhoon, setting up for the next kill, it almost felt unfair in a way, being able to take them out from so far away, but it was the mission and they were the targets, with these out of the way, it was make things easier for others. The second one was sitting there just like the first one, despite the distance apart, she wondered if they knew of the first one’s demise, surely they would have, she couldn’t tell if they abandoned it or not, didn’t matter it was going. “Sparrow Paveway 2” Again the bomb was away being laser guided and within seconds a second massive explosion.
The third one took longer to find than expected, no doubt they knew they were being picked off and as such was probably in hiding, she didn’t blame them in all honesty. Eventually she spotted it, on the move, looked like it was trying to head to a civilian populated area, not on Sparrows watch, she immediately moved into position, from her range she’ll be able to take it out quickly and safely as possible. She switched from the paveways to the brimstone missiles, and locked up the target. “Sparrow, Rifle 1.” There were a few tense moments as she awaited the strike to be confirmed, soon enough there was an explosion, the moving shilka was stopped dead in its tracks. As she flew over surveying the damage before pulling up and away to avoid any retaliatory small arms fire. “Hehe, suckers.” She mused to herself before she spoke up on the radio. “Cobalt 10 to squad lead, all shilka’s eliminated, over.”
@Letter Bee@Kensai@Smike@Rhona W@Finetales@AvaP
So far everything went, amazingly better than she expected. They literally caught the enemy with their pants down. A lot of assets were taken care of but also, many remained and so Cobalt kept up the pressure. Soon next set of orders came through, the remaining Corvette was her priority target, a fun challenge indeed. A small manoeuvrable craft but with enough bite to hit back. “Roger Cobalt lead, moving to engage.”
Moving off towards the enemy corvette, Freyja took a moment to observe the craft, seeing if they were engaging in rescue operations or not. The alarm sounding of for attempted lock on to her Gripe was enough sign that the ship was still being an active combatant. Throttling up a little, she moved into an attack posture and went for a lock on the corvette herself. A game of cat and mouse had begun.
After a few tense moments of awaiting the confirmation of a lock, Freyja immediately fired away. “Valkyrie, Rifle 1” letting a AGM-65 loose at her target. In seconds the corvette reacted in defensive fire to try and stop the missile hitting the target. Just as it looked like it would strike, the missile was shot down as she flew by, she thought about her next attack run, that thought was stopped when her alarms sounded of that the enemy locked on her and a missile was inbound to her. Freyja immediately began a series of evasive manoeuvres to shake the missile, no joy, deploying flares on her next move the missile hit the flares, feeling the vibration to the explosion she knew that was closer than she would of liked.
Throttling up again, Freyja swung her jet around and went low, hitting the deck so to speak, this time coming at a diagonal position to the corvette, defensive fire went off but no as much as this time she was using the other listing corvette as a bit of cover, not fully so she could still get a lock but made it more difficult for the ship to respond. At least that was her thought pattern on it. Locking on once more she fired again. “Valkyrie, Rifle 2” this time despite the effort of the corvette this missile struck the side of the target, she moved on to immediately try and survey the damage and see what the ship would next.
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Amelia Schön
One the other island, things were going just as well for the team, many assets or vital support elements were getting taken care off or had their hands full with her wing mates. For sparrow this freed her up to look for other ground targets still operating. “Oh hello, what do we have here?” She said to no one in particular. Speaking of ground targets, she had spotted the Skilkas from the briefing, the one she had in her sights was not moving and was looking to the skies, of course everything so far for it was out of range. What a shame, there is nothing more satisfying than sniping something from a distance in a jet. And as such she locked up the one.
Once locked on, it was just as simply pressing the trigger and snuffing out the target without it even knowing what hit it, probably what they deserve for using such a weapon to pacify civilians. “Sparrow, Paveway 1” the bomb was lunched on its way to the target, Amelia using the targeting pod to ensure laser lock on the unsuspecting Shilka. Within moment, as massive explosion erupted where the anti-air once sat.
Soon enough she repositions her Typhoon, setting up for the next kill, it almost felt unfair in a way, being able to take them out from so far away, but it was the mission and they were the targets, with these out of the way, it was make things easier for others. The second one was sitting there just like the first one, despite the distance apart, she wondered if they knew of the first one’s demise, surely they would have, she couldn’t tell if they abandoned it or not, didn’t matter it was going. “Sparrow Paveway 2” Again the bomb was away being laser guided and within seconds a second massive explosion.
The third one took longer to find than expected, no doubt they knew they were being picked off and as such was probably in hiding, she didn’t blame them in all honesty. Eventually she spotted it, on the move, looked like it was trying to head to a civilian populated area, not on Sparrows watch, she immediately moved into position, from her range she’ll be able to take it out quickly and safely as possible. She switched from the paveways to the brimstone missiles, and locked up the target. “Sparrow, Rifle 1.” There were a few tense moments as she awaited the strike to be confirmed, soon enough there was an explosion, the moving shilka was stopped dead in its tracks. As she flew over surveying the damage before pulling up and away to avoid any retaliatory small arms fire. “Hehe, suckers.” She mused to herself before she spoke up on the radio. “Cobalt 10 to squad lead, all shilka’s eliminated, over.”
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10 mos ago
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Freyja Svensdotter
Once the briefing had finished and the teams started heading out, Freyja, had already forwarded her load out options to the ground crew before it had finished. She headed her way immediately to the locker rooms to get herself all suited up for the mission ahead. She did her some conversation on the way over but didn’t interject herself in it, focusing on the mission at hand.
Once she was suited up in her G-suit and so forth, signing out her weapon and grabbing her helmet, she made her way over to the crew finishing up on prepping her aircraft. Taking in a moment to look over her craft, Freyja then fist bumped one of the tech crew before climbing in and getting herself buckled up and helmet on, performing a few pre-flight checks before getting the thumbs up from another member of the ground crew. Then the sound of her bird coming to life as she fired up its engine.
Saluting the ground crew that signalled her to taxi to the run way, she followed behind Scott and Kat. As the canopy closes down as she did so. “This is Cobalt 6 to flight lead, can hear you five by five, See you at five thousand feet, over.” She awaited her turn to go, smiling at the old birds in front of her. It was like staring history in the ass. Soon enough she was on her way after they took off.
Amelia Schön
Amelia had made her way out after the briefing, she was oddly quiet, her time spent with Fuka had her mind distracted, but she had to put it to the back of her mind, there was a mission to do and being distracted would get someone killed, in all honesty this mission would be a dam good distraction and help refocus her mind. She had got into her flight suit, G-suit etc. sign out her gear and made her way to to where her Typhoon was parked, being prepped for the mission ahead.
Amelia noticed Gunther was nearby and took a moment to go over and speak to him. Rested her helmet under her arm while doing so. “Dad, you got a moment?” her voice catching his attention from what he was doing. “Of course, what is wrong?” his voice a little gruff as always.
Glancing around for a moment to ensure other ground crew nearby didn’t hear her. “Hmmm, well I have a few things playing on my mind, I guess they can wait, mission and all, but I had a very interesting conversation with peacenik, and something feels off on how I was brought here.”
“Off?” he queried. “Yeah, it’s like I didn’t have a choice… Look we will have to catch up on it later. I promise” Amelia replied pointing her thumb over her shoulder back at her typhoon. “Very well, just remember your training and look out for yourself out there, you have very capable pilots up there with you, so come back in one piece and look after my bird.” Gunther replied before giving a kiss on Amelia’s forehead. “Don’t you mean our bird.” She teased giving him a hug and quickly making of to her plane.
She climbed in and strapped herself in before placing her helmet on, and doing the various start up procedures as she watching section one take off one after the other, it was not long before she was already creeping out from her formation and taxing to the runway herself, beating the others in her second group, eager to get up in the air.
Once the briefing had finished and the teams started heading out, Freyja, had already forwarded her load out options to the ground crew before it had finished. She headed her way immediately to the locker rooms to get herself all suited up for the mission ahead. She did her some conversation on the way over but didn’t interject herself in it, focusing on the mission at hand.
Once she was suited up in her G-suit and so forth, signing out her weapon and grabbing her helmet, she made her way over to the crew finishing up on prepping her aircraft. Taking in a moment to look over her craft, Freyja then fist bumped one of the tech crew before climbing in and getting herself buckled up and helmet on, performing a few pre-flight checks before getting the thumbs up from another member of the ground crew. Then the sound of her bird coming to life as she fired up its engine.
Saluting the ground crew that signalled her to taxi to the run way, she followed behind Scott and Kat. As the canopy closes down as she did so. “This is Cobalt 6 to flight lead, can hear you five by five, See you at five thousand feet, over.” She awaited her turn to go, smiling at the old birds in front of her. It was like staring history in the ass. Soon enough she was on her way after they took off.
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Amelia Schön
Amelia had made her way out after the briefing, she was oddly quiet, her time spent with Fuka had her mind distracted, but she had to put it to the back of her mind, there was a mission to do and being distracted would get someone killed, in all honesty this mission would be a dam good distraction and help refocus her mind. She had got into her flight suit, G-suit etc. sign out her gear and made her way to to where her Typhoon was parked, being prepped for the mission ahead.
Amelia noticed Gunther was nearby and took a moment to go over and speak to him. Rested her helmet under her arm while doing so. “Dad, you got a moment?” her voice catching his attention from what he was doing. “Of course, what is wrong?” his voice a little gruff as always.
Glancing around for a moment to ensure other ground crew nearby didn’t hear her. “Hmmm, well I have a few things playing on my mind, I guess they can wait, mission and all, but I had a very interesting conversation with peacenik, and something feels off on how I was brought here.”
“Off?” he queried. “Yeah, it’s like I didn’t have a choice… Look we will have to catch up on it later. I promise” Amelia replied pointing her thumb over her shoulder back at her typhoon. “Very well, just remember your training and look out for yourself out there, you have very capable pilots up there with you, so come back in one piece and look after my bird.” Gunther replied before giving a kiss on Amelia’s forehead. “Don’t you mean our bird.” She teased giving him a hug and quickly making of to her plane.
She climbed in and strapped herself in before placing her helmet on, and doing the various start up procedures as she watching section one take off one after the other, it was not long before she was already creeping out from her formation and taxing to the runway herself, beating the others in her second group, eager to get up in the air.
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10 mos ago
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Valkyrie and Sparrows loadouts.
Gripen:
1 × 27 mm Mauser BK-27 revolver cannon with 120 rounds
4 × AIM-120 AMRAAM
4 x AGM-65 Maverick
Typhoon:
1 × 27 mm Mauser BK-27 revolver cannon with 150 rounds
4 × AIM-120 AMRAAM
2 x AIM-132 ASRAAM
4 × Paveway-IV Bombs.
2 x Brimstone missile pods. (holding three missiles each.)
1 x Targeting pod.
Gripen:
1 × 27 mm Mauser BK-27 revolver cannon with 120 rounds
4 × AIM-120 AMRAAM
4 x AGM-65 Maverick
Typhoon:
1 × 27 mm Mauser BK-27 revolver cannon with 150 rounds
4 × AIM-120 AMRAAM
2 x AIM-132 ASRAAM
4 × Paveway-IV Bombs.
2 x Brimstone missile pods. (holding three missiles each.)
1 x Targeting pod.
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11 mos ago
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Freyja Svensdotter
Freyja was sitting at ease taking notes of what the next operation was a bout, a two pronged attack by the sounds of it and a response to the enemies own failed attempt, the main difference hopefully being that this team won’t fail. She took the time to study the picture that were being shown before her. She nodded to the boss man when he called her name and what her primary role was, she was to be his wingman and target the ships from the get go, Freyja was not going to lose another under her watch, she will have his back no matter what they throw at them, for now, she was already debating weapon load outs internally.
Brightspark then spoke up with a question, a valid one but another one of the fellow sister in arms beat her to the punch in response.
“She is right, by now they should have known about their failed attack, if I was them, I would be expecting us, heck I will be shocked if they didn’t have patrols.” And that was the other issue, the locals could get caught up in the mess, if things go sideways.
Amelia Schön
Amelia was simply swinging left to right in her seat out of boredom, wait for things to get going, OF course once heartbreak started on with the briefing, she immediately behaved herself, well not like she wasn’t going to do anything bad, but when one’s mind gets bored, one tends to do things.
Truth be told her mind was more distracted with thoughts of back home after her conversation with Fuka, she was going to do some digging, maybe even speak with Wolf to get his thoughts on it. Alas her mind had wondered again, her focus snapped back when her name was brought up and she could see the images of their part of the operation, it wasn’t like she was not listening, she was part of the squadron being led by Chevy, so no doubt a little read up on her file would be a must.
Sounded like they would be dealing with or engaging several flights of enemy craft, more likely to stop them from responding to the other team. Amelia was thankful to hear enemy air defence was lighter here, still she should not under estimate them, such things could get you killed if not careful. Still she looked over at her squad CO, gave a slight nod, she would have to wait and see on what the dear captains plan of attack would be for this operation.
@Smike@Rhona W@Letter Bee@Kensai@finetales@AvaP
Freyja was sitting at ease taking notes of what the next operation was a bout, a two pronged attack by the sounds of it and a response to the enemies own failed attempt, the main difference hopefully being that this team won’t fail. She took the time to study the picture that were being shown before her. She nodded to the boss man when he called her name and what her primary role was, she was to be his wingman and target the ships from the get go, Freyja was not going to lose another under her watch, she will have his back no matter what they throw at them, for now, she was already debating weapon load outs internally.
Brightspark then spoke up with a question, a valid one but another one of the fellow sister in arms beat her to the punch in response.
“She is right, by now they should have known about their failed attack, if I was them, I would be expecting us, heck I will be shocked if they didn’t have patrols.” And that was the other issue, the locals could get caught up in the mess, if things go sideways.
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Amelia Schön
Amelia was simply swinging left to right in her seat out of boredom, wait for things to get going, OF course once heartbreak started on with the briefing, she immediately behaved herself, well not like she wasn’t going to do anything bad, but when one’s mind gets bored, one tends to do things.
Truth be told her mind was more distracted with thoughts of back home after her conversation with Fuka, she was going to do some digging, maybe even speak with Wolf to get his thoughts on it. Alas her mind had wondered again, her focus snapped back when her name was brought up and she could see the images of their part of the operation, it wasn’t like she was not listening, she was part of the squadron being led by Chevy, so no doubt a little read up on her file would be a must.
Sounded like they would be dealing with or engaging several flights of enemy craft, more likely to stop them from responding to the other team. Amelia was thankful to hear enemy air defence was lighter here, still she should not under estimate them, such things could get you killed if not careful. Still she looked over at her squad CO, gave a slight nod, she would have to wait and see on what the dear captains plan of attack would be for this operation.
@Smike@Rhona W@Letter Bee@Kensai@finetales@AvaP
Sliding in here unofficially of course haha. Interested.
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Freyja Svensdotter
Freyja chuckled a bit once Kat did, she sensed the delayed reaction which gave the Swede the thought that maybe her fellow pilot didn’t quite get what she meant, either that or Freyja got a saying wrong. Which would be awkward.
She took a couple more Sips from her coffee. “Ah, I haven’t done it myself, but; over the years I have seen my fair share of pilots that have.”
What felt like seconds later her tablet went of much like Kats, so it seems it would not be long before they would be taking to the skies once more. “Apparently so, well it seems duty calls, I have a few things left to do before the briefing, I’m glad to see you back on your feet.” Then looking over at Xinema. “Nice meeting you, without the gun fire this time.” She then nodded to both. “If you will excuse me ladies.” With that she finished of the little remains of her coffee, before heading of out of the mess hall.
Amelia Schön
“Oh no Germany is definitely not draconian…” She paused a moment in thought. “Actually you make a good point, it didn’t even cross my mind at first, but now… You have definitely given me something to think about and look into, discreetly of course.”
Amelia chuckled. “Also, none taken, I think I am definitely going to like you”
Maybe liking took a slight dip, of course money was a factor, but could she really saying anything about that? After all she is now a pilot for hire, a mercenary, because of something terribly wrong at home. Although she did smile at the later reason. “Ah, family rebel, I like it, wanting for forge your own path instead of the one they set out for you, I bet that really cheesed them off.”
@Smike@Rhona W
Freyja chuckled a bit once Kat did, she sensed the delayed reaction which gave the Swede the thought that maybe her fellow pilot didn’t quite get what she meant, either that or Freyja got a saying wrong. Which would be awkward.
She took a couple more Sips from her coffee. “Ah, I haven’t done it myself, but; over the years I have seen my fair share of pilots that have.”
What felt like seconds later her tablet went of much like Kats, so it seems it would not be long before they would be taking to the skies once more. “Apparently so, well it seems duty calls, I have a few things left to do before the briefing, I’m glad to see you back on your feet.” Then looking over at Xinema. “Nice meeting you, without the gun fire this time.” She then nodded to both. “If you will excuse me ladies.” With that she finished of the little remains of her coffee, before heading of out of the mess hall.
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Amelia Schön
“Oh no Germany is definitely not draconian…” She paused a moment in thought. “Actually you make a good point, it didn’t even cross my mind at first, but now… You have definitely given me something to think about and look into, discreetly of course.”
Amelia chuckled. “Also, none taken, I think I am definitely going to like you”
Maybe liking took a slight dip, of course money was a factor, but could she really saying anything about that? After all she is now a pilot for hire, a mercenary, because of something terribly wrong at home. Although she did smile at the later reason. “Ah, family rebel, I like it, wanting for forge your own path instead of the one they set out for you, I bet that really cheesed them off.”
@Smike@Rhona W
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