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Post by ryanramius on Mar 23, 2008 12:21:03 GMT -5
His hands would move slightly as he would add more power to the collective and up the chopper would go.. He would move the stick to the right and would push slightly on the right peddle, as the chopper would move to the right and forward..
He would look to her. " I take it this is your first time ever being in anything like this?"
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Post by oota on Mar 23, 2008 12:29:31 GMT -5
She jumps some more. She nods her head having never been up in one before. She hangs onto her flute tighter praying outloud in her native tongue that she would be in one piece once they reached where they were headed.
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Post by ryanramius on Mar 23, 2008 12:53:05 GMT -5
He would push the stick slightly forward and would lift up on the collective and the chopper would go faster.. He would watch the Sky around them.. He had work to do at the hanger and wanted to get it done soon..
"Just remember to stay calm and it is all fun.. Watch the sky and all that is around you."
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Post by oota on Mar 23, 2008 12:58:55 GMT -5
She looks out the window still praying to her gods loudly. She squeezes the flute as tight as she can still. She glances at him. She releases some of her grip off the flute. She looks down at her hand. The mark left on her hand from her grip on the flute.
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Post by ryanramius on Mar 23, 2008 13:45:26 GMT -5
He would just fly the chopper.. He would turn it slightly so know they where heading North.. He looked down at the time and would nod to him self
" We are right on time.. Is your hand ok? " He would look to it, as he was flying.
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Post by oota on Mar 23, 2008 13:48:12 GMT -5
She felt the helicopter turn. She grips the flute again. She speaks softly to him. It's fine I think. Her voice sounds nervous still. She looks out the window still shaking some.
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Post by ryanramius on Mar 23, 2008 14:22:32 GMT -5
A nod of his head was given " Well once we get to where we are heading we can have a look at it"
He would see the town lights ahead. " We are just about there..."
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Post by oota on Mar 23, 2008 14:28:58 GMT -5
She grips her flute again as tight as she can get it. She even shuts her eyes tightly. She wants to get on the ground. A tear runs down her face as thinks about the eagle who died that watched over her tribe.
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Post by ryanramius on Mar 23, 2008 14:36:57 GMT -5
Looking to Oota. " We are almost there.. All will be fine oota. Do not worry.. I have never killed any one in a chopper."
He would look to the lights.. Another few minutes and they will be coming in for a landing.
" This is Santine Air. I am on vector 12 and about 30 Min's out.. Need clearance for landing at Santine Air" He got the ok and would smile slightly
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Post by oota on Mar 23, 2008 14:45:15 GMT -5
She opens her eyes, she looks at him. She is still shaking as she knows the landing is coming. Her teeth start chattering. She does her best to remain as calm as she can, but not doing a good job of it.
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Post by ryanramius on Mar 23, 2008 14:48:17 GMT -5
He would lower the chopper down and slowly.. He would turn her around in place and would touch the chopper down softly to the ground.. He would flip the switches all to off and would us the brake to stop the blades from moving..
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Post by oota on Mar 23, 2008 14:53:01 GMT -5
She shakes feeling the chopper touch down. She stares at him wondering if she's ok or not. Her one hand is gripped very tight to the flute in her hand.
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Post by ryanramius on Mar 23, 2008 14:56:05 GMT -5
He would lift a brow slightly" We are ok if that is what you are wondering Oota.. Nothing to worry about." He would open the door and stepped out of the Chopper. He would move to her side and opened the door
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Post by oota on Mar 23, 2008 15:00:07 GMT -5
She takes the headset off her head. She quickly gets out of the chopper. She nods her head while wiping a tear from her eye. She sticks her flute in her back pocket. Good flying thank you for taking me up. She rubs her hands from where the imprint is from gripping the flute.
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Post by ryanramius on Mar 23, 2008 15:06:29 GMT -5
"thank you.. Need to ask you something.. Where you looking for me Oota? Or where you just wondering around? " He would look to her hands." Open them and relax them"
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Post by oota on Mar 23, 2008 15:11:43 GMT -5
She opens her hands like he said to. She lets them relax now she's got her feet on the ground. You looked like you needed to talk. I'm the counselor back on the ship. I thought you really wanted to talk. I thought something was bothering you. She once again rubs her hands where they hurt from gripping the flute.
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Post by ryanramius on Mar 23, 2008 15:14:32 GMT -5
A nod of his head was given " I was upset.. I was thinking back to the Invader war I was in.. I lost many close friends.. One who was like a brother to me when his fighter went up in flames"
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Post by oota on Mar 23, 2008 15:22:31 GMT -5
I'm very sorry to hear that. It's not easy that much is certain. Losing someone that close is hard. Wars make it that much harder. I've seen my own share of battles, even seen a CO thrown into the brig by starfleet after we fought long and hard in a war. Things will get better. She smiles at him while rubbing her hands trying to help with the pain.
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Post by ryanramius on Mar 23, 2008 15:26:07 GMT -5
" Some times yes and some times no.. That is why I spend most of my time here.. I like it and I like being in here.. Away from the world and the others."
He would move to the hanger and would open the door
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Post by oota on Mar 23, 2008 15:29:09 GMT -5
She watches him open the hangar door. She walks a few steps then stops not sure if he wants her to go with him or not. She still rubs her hands. She doesn't know what to do about him. She shakes her head. Hiding in here isn't going to help no matter what you think.
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