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Trudy Chacon ([personal profile] hallelujahpilot) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2010-03-24 01:19 pm

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Outside Milliways it is a nice day. Mostly blue skies, with just enough cloud to be picturesque. Just enough breeze to be pleasant, with the temperature pretty decent for mid-March.

The peace is spoiled by a loud sound not unlike that of a Black Hawk helicopter.

This would be because an Aerospatiale SA-2 Samson has been pulled from the skies of Pandora for a visit, and the pilot is flying the craft over the lake to land on the grass. It's a smooth landing, the two sets of rotors tilting as Trudy moves the controls, but she's far from pleased.

This fact is fairly audible should anyone approach once she climbs out (the cockpit window/door not moving until the blades have stopped spinning, of course). The normally easy-going and laidback pilot is swearing, fluently and multi-lingually, as she inspects her Samson for any damage (none).

This was not how the Chief Warrant Officer had planned on spending her first day flying again, no sir, it is not.

[ooc: *falls over* I love you all, but my brain is dead, so I'm going to have to call slowtime. Will pick up in the morning!]

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[personal profile] electro_kinetic 2010-03-24 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Looks...different."
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[personal profile] electro_kinetic 2010-03-24 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Me?" Nori says, somewhat questioning. "From everything? We don't...um. Nothing flying looks even remotely like that."

But then, as usually happens, her curiosity kicks in.