Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30225761-20170220075001/@comment-30700719-20170311052804

"She's with meeee!" I yell, hurtling down towards the Trieste. I hit the metal with a clunk and dematerialise the gliding wings. Stormi appears next to me. "So, whatcha doing now?" she asks. "Well, I'll be looking at the enemy lair from really high up, then you'll accompany me on the ground-attack." I head over to the Blackbird and clamber in. "This thing is one of my fastest kites, capable of speeds over Mach 1. It's also fitted with high-grade cameras, infra-red scanners, thermal and ultra-violet...Basically, if it ain't under the ground, I can see it." I flick some switches in the cockpit. "ICARUS, prepare for EMALS takeoff." I slowly push the throttle forward, then punch it, and the Blackbird shoots down the runway. "This looks kinda like when you flew the Mother Hen, remember?" I sigh and look out at Stormi, clinging to the cockpit. "I should've named it the Mother Owl. Owls push the babies out of the nest, and that's how they learn to fly. I'll change that someday." I take off, and pitch up gently. "Quote, I'll be starting recon in about two minutes." I say into the radio. The Island looms up at me, and I bank to the right, going parallel to the side. I keep climbing, then level out and fly away from the target to get a good pass overtop of it.