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I hope you're having a splendid day :)
Currently interested in fantasy and sci-fi roleplays.
My discord is Mataus#3575 in case you need to contact me.
Currently interested in fantasy and sci-fi roleplays.
My discord is Mataus#3575 in case you need to contact me.
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@Deos Morran
A'ight great! I threw it together thinking you'd edit it and finalize it (with or without me) to match the RP as best as possible!
A'ight great! I threw it together thinking you'd edit it and finalize it (with or without me) to match the RP as best as possible!
@Deos Morran@FallenTrinity
You got my PM right Deos?
Hahaha!
Night man!
Also, what black death comment? You have the wrong guy!
You got my PM right Deos?
Hahaha!
Night man!
Also, what black death comment? You have the wrong guy!
Y'all need to give Reed a pilot name eventually, every pilot has one!
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Well then...if that's what it takes....SO BE IT!! >:0
@FallenTrinity
I'm ready for the wall of text, HIT ME MAN
"You bet your sorry ass I'll fish you out of any hot spot, sir," Reed replied to Cross with a grin masked by his flight helmet. He had the easy job: drop off Rangers, fly off around fifty miles as to not bring monsters to the Rangers, set the autopilot to do loops in the area, and wait till he heard a transition from the team. He sometimes got bored, but he'd usually read the latest news on outposts and military accomplishments to keep up to date. Reed reopened the troop bay camera on his HUD, watching and listening as the Captain talked to everyone, meeting and greeting the men and women who'd watch his back, and him their's.
Soldiers always seemed to need to converse before a mission, it seemed to help to know that everyone was as nervous as you were. It let some of the pressure off of your chest. He was sure there were exceptions, but usually, he always heard the same chit chat about being nervous. On another note, Reed still wondered why they had to bring one of those large cats with them. The Nasri were just weird people and now he would have hair all over his troop bay. Better than dead and dying soldiers, he supposed, but he had allergies to cats.
He sighed, watching the ground whirl by through his golden visor. "And on your right, you'll see a few nomad giants. They're slow moving and pretty lazy, as many of you probably know. I see their groups lazily wandering the area during most flights. Pretty passive too, once watched them pass by a Ranger camp without disturbing them. After they ate what resembled some elephants, of course. Scavengers, if you ask me." Reed said, giving him something to talk about. The Rangers probably didn't care, and he didn't care if they cared. They had the mission to think about, that was what mattered.
Soldiers always seemed to need to converse before a mission, it seemed to help to know that everyone was as nervous as you were. It let some of the pressure off of your chest. He was sure there were exceptions, but usually, he always heard the same chit chat about being nervous. On another note, Reed still wondered why they had to bring one of those large cats with them. The Nasri were just weird people and now he would have hair all over his troop bay. Better than dead and dying soldiers, he supposed, but he had allergies to cats.
He sighed, watching the ground whirl by through his golden visor. "And on your right, you'll see a few nomad giants. They're slow moving and pretty lazy, as many of you probably know. I see their groups lazily wandering the area during most flights. Pretty passive too, once watched them pass by a Ranger camp without disturbing them. After they ate what resembled some elephants, of course. Scavengers, if you ask me." Reed said, giving him something to talk about. The Rangers probably didn't care, and he didn't care if they cared. They had the mission to think about, that was what mattered.
@FallenTrinity
I forgot about the kitty... An Osprey like craft could also work. But better off with what you said.
I forgot about the kitty... An Osprey like craft could also work. But better off with what you said.
@FallenTrinity@deos morran
It'd seem like a black hawk mixed with an Apache would be the best. That way everyone has a gun, including the pilot!
It'd seem like a black hawk mixed with an Apache would be the best. That way everyone has a gun, including the pilot!
Reed lifted his helicopter into the air for what would be the largest mission for him to date. Sure, he had flown Rangers into hotspots and had some hairy evacuations, but those weren't phenomenal, as the mission was being called. Those missions, he felt, would pale in comparison. He looked at the corner of his helmet, which caused a window showing the helicopter cabin to open on the right half of his helmet. In the window, he saw the team of expert Rangers, probably the best or the best that could be offered at the current time for the mission, as they made their pre-combat checks for the mission. Speaking of the mission, he had begun to ponder what it could be.
The only image that appeared in his head was that of a child holding a flashlight. But the Wild World wasn't a place for a child, let alone a trained Ranger. In truth, what was once the planet of humans had become someone else's planet. A planet of beasts, monsters, Leviathans. He shuddered at the world, closing the window of the cabin camera. These men and women were about to drop right into the action and Cross was not going to make it seem like they were steeled against fear. Reed didn't blame the man. "I'm nervous for all of you," Reed replied from the pilot seat, "but I'll do my best to make sure you have a ride in or out, every single time."
The only image that appeared in his head was that of a child holding a flashlight. But the Wild World wasn't a place for a child, let alone a trained Ranger. In truth, what was once the planet of humans had become someone else's planet. A planet of beasts, monsters, Leviathans. He shuddered at the world, closing the window of the cabin camera. These men and women were about to drop right into the action and Cross was not going to make it seem like they were steeled against fear. Reed didn't blame the man. "I'm nervous for all of you," Reed replied from the pilot seat, "but I'll do my best to make sure you have a ride in or out, every single time."
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