Talk:March Hare/@comment-24026095-20170304230047/@comment-30700719-20170309030632

"Uh, sorry, got to undergo a rigorous aerial battle against hundreds of enemy planes and boats, then, I have to take off the blindfold and see how well I did. Then, I need to deliver devastating damage to an enemy airfield, then move on to the fleet of enemy boats, battleships and submarines. I might be able to fit you in on....Thursday, next month. This is a very busy couple of weeks for me." I slam the phone back down. I stand up to go get an apple, when the phone rings again. "I'm sorry if you didn't understand me the first time, but we really think you would be good for the job!"  I yell into the receiver, "What the hell! You wake me up on a Saturday, tell me that the Mamono Overlords would like me to join, and then you send Gremlins after me? ICARUS, submerge the Trieste!"  A loud crackling noise emanates from the speaker, followed by some kind of chanting. A subtle hiss escapes, just as I slam the phone down again. "ICARUS, block the line!" I head to the helm, passing through the galley and grabbing an early-morning apple as I do. I sit down in the helmsman' seat and take a bite of the apple. A muffled knocking on the glass gets my attention, and I whip my head around, to see....a March Hare, impossibly wearing what appears to be a scuba suit. She presses a tube against the glass and says, "We really want you to be on the team, we could really use your skills!" I toss the apple at her and grip the controls. "We're diving deeper!" I make the Trieste dive, and I watch the depth indicator rise...600m...900m...1200m! "There's no way she could go down here with that scuba suit!"  I sit back and wait it out.

It's been three days. I need to surface soon, or at least rise. I sigh and get up from the flight simulator and head to the helm. I slowly rise the Trieste to the surface. The water pools briefly on the top of the huge submarine until it rises out of the water. "All systems, check. Hull repair, complete. Rauser, standing by. God, I love flying." The launch shaft automatically seals itself and the Trieste submerges as I take off into the sky. Wait, what are those specks, in the distance? Are they...I don't believe it. She still hasn't given up.