Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26545936-20180604200157/@comment-30700719-20180610011514

A smile slipped across my face as I stared up into the night sky, "Yes, like a rider and his horse, a knight and his sword. I am a pilot, an aviator. I fly on metal wings, you could say. The Rauser—truly, the greatest airborne fighting machine before sub-orbital flight—is my steed." I shook my head, breaking free of the self-imposed trance. "No plane, no pilot. It's my profession." I laid out my sleeping bag, getting inside. "But in this world, it's a lonely one, to be sure..." I murmured, more to myself than to Faida or Valorad.