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A Stealth Fighter ?
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The calm skies above the White Chalice was broken. Those on the deck could see a long smoke trail. The producer of this smoke trail was a strange airplane. It's camouflage would make it hard to see, yet the obvious engine trouble showed it's hand. Those on the Deck get a shock as the other engine starts to flame out!
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Clearance was given, and the plane limped it's way into the landing corridor. The landing was tough, but successful, as the grey pixely fighter came to a rest. Those in on the deck can see the pilot opening the canopy, jump out and raise there hands. The Pilots face obstructed by a large flight helmet, Even the eyes were bathed an a green glow. A surprisingly soft voice came out, "I request repairs, and fair treatment."
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After some convincing, the pilot acknowledges the White Chalice as a friendly group.
"I am Mobius One, of the Independent State Allied Forces."
The Pilot still had not taken off her helmet, and the low buzzing of the lights give the pilot a uncanny quality. "I will be working with you until my craft is repaired, and my role repaid. Does anyone have some water?" as Mobius one slumped down in exhaustion.
The calm skies above the White Chalice was broken. Those on the deck could see a long smoke trail. The producer of this smoke trail was a strange airplane. It's camouflage would make it hard to see, yet the obvious engine trouble showed it's hand. Those on the Deck get a shock as the other engine starts to flame out!
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Clearance was given, and the plane limped it's way into the landing corridor. The landing was tough, but successful, as the grey pixely fighter came to a rest. Those in on the deck can see the pilot opening the canopy, jump out and raise there hands. The Pilots face obstructed by a large flight helmet, Even the eyes were bathed an a green glow. A surprisingly soft voice came out, "I request repairs, and fair treatment."
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After some convincing, the pilot acknowledges the White Chalice as a friendly group.
"I am Mobius One, of the Independent State Allied Forces."
The Pilot still had not taken off her helmet, and the low buzzing of the lights give the pilot a uncanny quality. "I will be working with you until my craft is repaired, and my role repaid. Does anyone have some water?" as Mobius one slumped down in exhaustion.
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And even as it has, and the Major has landed herself, she's staring in awe at emblem on the fighter.]]
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"Escort Acknowledge. Proceeding to landing corridor."
[The fighter touched down on the deck, with the Witch along side.]
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On top of that, unfortunately for the landing, it was less than standard since... the actual 'Jet landing strip' was occupied with supplies. Who'd have thought...]]
We'll make proper landing arrangements later on. I never thought we'd come across a real jet on our ship!
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"Well...good thing this is a short landing fighter, and we kinda have no choice. I have no engines...
[The smoking engine stopped...Never a good sign.]
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[[The Major has to contain her squealing and maintain a professional demeanor.]]
We're cleared for landing. Everything is up to you from here.
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"Thank you, I had ran out of supplies two days ago..."
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Thank you, I may head there after meeting the commander of this operation.
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"It's a helmet mounted display. It is still going though the trial phase."
[Looking at the interesting head gear of the questioner, Mobius one does not make the obvious jump.]
That is a odd looking HUD device, is it Belkan?
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[Lily quickly connects the dots.]
Ah! No, these are normal parts of my body. I am a robot, you see! A robot alien.
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"Ohhh...Kay."
[Alien robots not always the first conclusion.]
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Unknown fighter, you will power down all weapons systems and identify yourself. Maintain a holding pattern one click up.
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"Defensive unit, I have one engine damage, and another one turned off. I do not have the luxury of time. But I have turned off weapons radar for approach."
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Stay in holding pattern until I say so or I will engage...[Come on targeting computer...Come on...There. Beeeeeep. Mobius One might hear the whine of a missile lock on as well.] The bay doors will open for you now and you are clear to land. I hope you have VTOL capability.
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[Then the missile alarms. Normally it would not find it, exept in a landing configuration, M1 is trying to me as visible as possible.]
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Hello there. Repairs we can do, though if you have a manual or want to supervise that'd help. Do you need medical attention, anything like that? Do you have a name? I'm Laura Ericks.
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"I have been in the skies for three weeks. Of that, the last three straight. I request sustenance."
[She then pulled out on of the thin technical manuals.]
"I hope you know, this plane carries state secrets? Right?"
[She has her and on a small switch on the cargo door.]
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I'm not surprised, but I don't even know what state you might mean, I'm afraid. If you're concerned about security, repairs can wait until you're recovered enough to supervise...
Perhaps we should get you to the medbay before we worry too much about that side of things.
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[She slumps down, thankfully not hitting the button]
"It seems I was up a little too long.
[Starts letting air out of the G-Pouches on her legs.]
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A small young girl seems to be yelling orders to them.*
Alright, boys, get this to its place! Then we can start looking after it!
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"Automats? I have not seen these since Farbanti. wait, these talk?"
[Confused at what should be based on a unmaned forklift can talk.]
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