Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170616114550/@comment-30700719-20170618123526

(Happy birthday, Endierr. Hope you have a good one.)

 "So, like jet exhaust?"  "All right! And I thought today would be a little boring!" I cut throttle and point the Spacerauser (Laser, Original, Hover) at the lake. I hit the throttle again, sending me heading over to the clear, blue water.

"Oh? What's that? That's weird. It's certainly advanced." I pitch down, getting closer to the water. "Huh. ICARUS, scan for heat signatures, life signs, electric components."  I pitch up, pointing the nose at the sky, then shunt the throttle control to the left, entering equalised flight. The throttle-to-weight ratio evens out, effectively hovering the Rauser. I clamber out and hit the top of the boat with a thump. "Hello! Nice, uh, plane you got there! I'm a pilot!" I jump down to the cabin door. "Sorry to bother you lot, but I was just wondering who owns that craft out there? It's quite well made. I'd commend whoever constructed it."