On Games and Such - and a request to fly.

[the_enemy_ace]

You have done well by me, Herr Mundane. And, finally, you are aware of all my canon - which is a good thing. It is...well, it is not good to have those memories restored to me, but it is better to be complete. Granted, the game you chose to post me to has taken away my access to aircraft. That is a heavy blow, but the place is relatively peaceful, and that is a quantity I have not possessed in some time.

I am interested to see what happens next. And remember your promise to seek out the Rocket woman - I am interested to see her in action. Then again, I am interested in seeing any piloten in action. Call it professional curiosity.

Until the next time.

Comments

[sandwormie]

Hey, my mun knows who you are. [Though Luke doesn't.]

Yeah, there just aren't a lot of setting with... air craft. I guess those would include airspeeders...

Well, that's impressive :)

[the_enemy_ace]

[He bowed from the neck]

Then your mundane has the advantage of me.

The last one I was at, I brought them with me, but that was a unique circumstance, not soon to be repeated.

[sandwormie]

[Luke eyes him curiously, wonders if he should've made that gesture back, well, too late now, it would look awkward.]

She wrote a paper on 'the public's perceptions of fighter pilots' - really? Can I see it? C'mon, does it really matter that I don't know your planet's history at all? Rude? Wh- oh. - um. And I guess you're part of that. Cool!

Yeah, I bet. Even a hoverscoot's kind of... big. There's craft in the game I'm in, but you can't bring anything with you. They've got some good ships... I don't know how the snubfighters are. War on and all.

OOC: Well, now I badly want to read that, as I work in the history of WWI.

[the_enemy_ace]

Fascinating...I suspect it is a far more complex issue than it would first seem. Memory has a way of divorcing events from perception.

[And he sighs]

There is always a war, sooner or later.

[sandwormie]

[Heh... Thank you, but it's not that good. Scored high, but I think it's because it was a 100-level course and the instructor was glad someone could cite and spell.]

The best way to start learning anything big is to just get right into it, ask questions, poke around. ...I mean, if you don't get overwhelmed or anything.

...Okay, it depends.

Yeah. It's a big galaxy. Where I'm from there are wars going - or fights anyway, little wars, nothing really huge since I was a baby - but they're mostly pretty far away. Kind of weird when a big one's going on.

OOC: Maybe because it was an amazing concept for a 100 level class. Just saying. :P

[the_enemy_ace]

[He smiles, briefly]

That is how I learned to fly in the first place. It was an adventure, something to be sought.

Now, two wars later, I suppose I would still make the same choices. And I suppose 'kind of weird' is as good a description as any.

[sandwormie]

[Flatterer. I really mostly relied on chapters from the Mammoth Book Of Fighter Pilots, but those chapters were all excerpts from pilot's accounts.]

Yeah! What I want most is just to fly, to be a pilot and just be out there. See places the way spacers do, not tourists. Anyone can be a tourist, and it's fun sometimes, but it's not the same, it's all controlled for you. The galaxy's too big not to find some things out for yourself - to know what they don't want you to know. [Luke's kind of babbling. Thirteen is not the most coherent age for him.]

...You can kind of feel it. War. I don't know. Like it's in the air. Maybe it's the Force?

[the_enemy_ace]

((OOC: Be that as it may, I've been marking first-year papers for a while now, and we like seeing complex thought :P ))

Your speech is strange, young man, but the dream is familiar. When I was your age, I wanted to see the entire world, to turn it on its ear.

Perhaps you can. I felt it coming. You can see it, the sheer weight of folly meeting the human failings. Inevitable and unstoppable.

[sandwormie]

[Aww, thanks!]

The world I'm from is extremely boring. All desert and rock. Almost everyone I know is happy there, good for them, but... I want more.

I kind of wonder if some of it's 'cause it was first time in a city. And the biggest, oldest one, even. People are going to be different there anyway. But anyway there was still this - tension.

[the_enemy_ace]

[He nods, understanding]

You can feel it. Bad blood and bad intentions just building up....and when it bursts it sweeps all away.

[sandwormie]

Mm. The war was on before I got there, but there were still a lot of people just getting on with things and trying to ignore it.

Then there was a draft. Most of them came back after this one battle... Probably it's not the only draft going to happen, though.

[eyeofthetigress]

They've dragged you out into the open too?

Sucks, doesn't it?

[the_enemy_ace]

[He bows from the neck, politely]

As you say, fraulein. It is...mildly discomfiting.

[eyeofthetigress]

Mildly my ass.

It blows.

[the_enemy_ace]

It could be far worse. It has been far worse.

[He pauses]

Your experience may vary significantly, of course.

[ultimatethrill]

geeze mun how could you miss this?!

How ya doing old timer?

[the_enemy_ace]

[He arched an eyebrow at her]

Not quite old yet, fraulein.

[ultimatethrill]

If you say so.

So what are the odds of you finding a plane wherever you go? I lucked out. My partner has plenty of flying things to play with.

[the_enemy_ace]

[He shrugged]

I was lucky the last time. Who knows this time. The last time, I had all the craft I had ever flown.

[If you know anything about him, you'll have an idea what those planes are. He'll treat you as an expert.]

[ultimatethrill]

[Whistle]

That's a good collection. Classics every one of them. Personally I'd love a Fokker Dr.I for some trick flying.

[the_enemy_ace]

So long as you do not put her into too seep a dive, she could do anything.

[Thankfully, at least some of the places he's been, he's been able to still fly her]

Perhaps I will have to introduce you to my kite. See how good you are.

[It has nothing to do with her being a woman, of course. He's *well* aware that women are equal to men, because he isn't stupid - and has been on the receiving end of a woman's machine guns before. It has to do with the finest fighter pilot of two wars wanting to see how good the famed Roxy Rocket is in a cockpit.]

[ultimatethrill]

Any time any place Hammertime. I've never backed down from a challange yet!

[the_enemy_ace]

So I have heard. This way, please.

[Because this is the multiverse, after all, and such things can be arranged...]

Sorry my tags have taken so long, life went nuts.

[ultimatethrill]

[Looks baffled but amused following with a smug smile]

Oh ho ho~ I like a boy who moves fast.

Worth waiting for ;-)

[the_enemy_ace]

[As he walks, the suit he is wearing is replaced by his old WWI uniform, and a flying helmet appears in his hand. He smiles at that, briefly.]

Still fits.

[In front of them, as if clouds were parting on the ground, appear a pair of Fokker Dr.I Triplanes. One is full red, bearing all the marks of his old squadron. The other is all black, aside from the white spaces around the Maltese crosses in their usual location. Any emblem she would want will be painted under the cockpit]

Do not put her into too steep a dive - the top wing will rip off. And there is no throttle - once the engine is on, you will accelerate to full speed. Slow by your standards, but nimble. You will have to cut the engine in order to land.

[A difficult procedure, but he is fairly certain she is up to it]