private Eastern Skies Ablaze

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Down onto the runway she regroups with her cadets to the side near the lower deck entrances. Catching her hearing she could hear a faint rumbling. Making a fly by just to the side of the carrier flys two wonderbolt fighter ponies, a stream of smoke emitting from their jet packs as they pass.

"Those are gonna be sweet to get my hooves on." Kris commented as he and the cadets enter through the steel seel doors. Down a flight of stairs and winding crampt hallways they enter an open room. Three salior ponies are about near a set of tables, documents laid about. One of the sailors, a mare in fact, seems to be dressed in officer fashion. Perhaps thats the captain? Ironwing approached her giving a warm greeting and the two exchanged a brief hoofshake. The cadets and officers took seat before as they ready another debreifing. Razorwing sat to Star's left whilst Kris and Soar to her right. Cirrus craned her head to Star as she sat upon her.. head? She was acting a little silly.

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Star looked up at Cirrus, well her eyes did. "All the times..." She took the offending bird and sat her on her lap and held her there. "Stay still in here no playing around." She hoped no one had really payed much attention and looked back to towards the officer that was going to give yet another briefing. One thing was for sure, she did not like being stuck inside a ship where one could not ever stretch out their wings a place for earth and unicorns not flyers. 

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"If I can have your undivided attention?" The mare captain spoke up. The cadets turned to her attention.

"Glad to see that you're all here. I'll make this brief, your stay won't be long once we reach near Arabian borders. Until further notice the entirety of this group will follow my fleet command until further notice or division. My sailor will show each of you to your temporary quarters until notice. I expect each of you to treat my sailors with the same respect you each have for one another." She says.

 

"Are there any questions?" She asked, none spoke.

 

"Alright then. Let's go over the quarters tally." She said.

 

Star took note of the number of her fellow flyers. 15 in total. Three flight squads, the changelings included. The three seem a bit off on their own little selection. Star's squad was called up first.

 

"Dagger if you could, follow Frame Work here to your quarters." The captain spoke signaling to the stallion next to her. The lithe sized stallion gave a slight shy smile but tried to remain confident, an obvious ensign. Following him the squad exit the conference room and back into the cramps halls.

 

"You guys had a good flight here?" He asked to them as they carried on.

"Didn't really much. Rode in a plane on the way." Kris spoke first.

"O-oh. Excited on your mission?" He changed the topic.

"We don't have any orders yet. But we're confident. Right cadets?" Razor spoke, asking openly to her teammates.

"You bet boss!" Kris replied.

"Yes mam." Soar responded.

Edited September 11, 2016 by IllusivePony

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Star elected not to say anything, if she did it would not of of been optimistic nor would it of sounded so if she lied. So she decided not to add anything, and follow the four of them to where they would be staying on board this massive ship. Cirrus was on her shoulder taking in the view of the ship's interior in face the both of them were they'd not seen so much metal in their lives mind being stuck in a massive metal box. 

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The sailor stops at two adjacent seal doors. Looking into the first one the layout is terribly simplistic. Two bunks, imbedded into the steel wall with a simply matress and vertical of each other in bunk bed fashion. Two desk/dressers each side by side with the usual electric outlets and what not with head lamps to them. Overall they are rather... dull. Razor enters in laying her duffel onto the bottom bunk. 

 

"Ehh.." Kris muttered with dissapointment.

"They aren't pretty. Its the Royal Navy after all. But do enjoy your stay for the while." The sailor says. He says and departs. Soar enters into the next one carrying her belongings on her back. 

"Well. Exciting ehy?" Kris looked to Star. 

 

"Don't get too comfy we won't be a naval detachment. So these are not gonna be our quarters for the time." Razor spoke up.

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"Yeah just like my house, minus the lights and soft beds and everything else..." She did not like anything about these rooms.

 

"So um who is in where then?" She looks back and forth between the two rooms. She had her answer already though she liked Soar and Kris, Razer she somewhat respected but for sure did not like thst much at least not yet, so she put her things in the empty bunk with Soar.

 

She sat on the top one with a little leap to get on it and rocked a little. "Yep like sleeping on the floor." She looked down at Soar. "Can I sleep on you Soar bet your soft."

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Soar looked up to her giving a slight look of confusion.

"U-umm... Okay?" She replied not sure on the idea. Kris entered in shortly.

"Now now girls! Let's not start the party yet! Didn't bring the cider!" He said taking seat at one of the desks.

 

Razor peeked in a bit.

"Cadets! and Officer. Behave yourseleves. I'll be back shortly. Don't get comfy I'll have us on flight tests shortly." She said and departed.

"Flight tests?" Kris wondered aloud.

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She hoped down to the ground. "What I meant is you sleep across my bunk and I use your tummy as a pillow I mean that sounds fair right?" She couldn't help but giggle. "Officer I'm not used to that one, don't know if I ever will be..." She trailed off in thought back to the attack at the race to the mountain and how she "Saved everyone" She never felt like a heroine and did not want to be picked out mind promoted...

 

She shook her head coming back to reality. "Um test flight?" She flexed her wings. "Wings work, so?" 

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Soar let out a giggle realizing what she ment. "Oh! I'm fine with that." She replied.

"I mean, is there really a need to test? Is this really a good time? I mean we just got here." Kris said slumping in the seat.

"You think we'll be flying with Arabian flyers?" Kris wondered, again outloud. Cirrus jumped down landing onto Star's head. Soar lets out a giggle.

"She's such a silly bird."

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"I know she is I swear she was going to get me in trouble at the briefing."  She takes her off her head and puts her up onto her bunk. "Get comfy that's home for a little while, though you'll probably sleep on knowing you." She looked back to the others. "No I don't think we will Kris this is an Equestrian carrier group so I doubt it. I also agree we can spend all day tomorrow flying why go now after all we've been traveling since dawn." 

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"Didn't they mention we would be transfered or something in the debrief?" Soar asked a little unsure.

An anouncement was rung on the hall intercom. "Dagger Flight Squad please report to the runway! Dagger squad report to the runway!" A mare's voice spoke.

"Welp fun was cut short." Kris said and headed out into the hall. Soar got up.

"We should go Star- I mean officer." She reiterated.

"Is Cirrus gonna be okay while we're gone?"

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"Cirrus? Geeze she'll enterian her self by finding someone and annoying the shit out of them, don't worry about her." As the three headed towards the decks. "Neither of you call me officer or shit, I don't like it the others can but not you two ok? Just normal name." 

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The three of them return to the flight deck, just as a large attack VTOL jet lifts from its pad. A quick glimpse into the cockpit Star could see one of the changeling drones. He salutes before take off into flight gradually increasing altitude.

Up ahead Razor waved them over.

"Over here!" She says,

 

Now near her the three flyers noted four pony size jet packs, flight suits respectfully folded with each one. Helmets next to them.

"Ready to earn your real wings?" Razor asked them already dressed in her flight suit.

 

"W-we're gonna be in jet packs?" Soar asked, feeling unsure of things.

"Looking on your flight records back at base none of you have had experience with a jet pack. Better get you situtated now rather then later on." She said.

 

"Get your flight suits on cadets." She ordered.

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"So we are not even using our wings to fly now?" She walked over and started putting on her suit then a joke crossed her mind. "So boss..." Addressing Razor, "Where is Cirrus's suit and massive rig then eh?" Regardless of the others thoughts about her terrible joke she could not help but giggle as she continued putting the suit on.
 

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"We'll until we can find a military application for her she's kinda stuck. Maybe she can shit on the enemy as she flies by them." Razor replied, the group giggles a little bit.

Slipping in, strapping up the group is ready in their flight suits. Feels a bit hefty, like an extra layer of coat. Strapping on their helmets they all look over to each other. A bit of static could be heard on their ear pieces. Soar jumps a little bit.

"SHHICCK Mic check all good?" Razor asked.

"Ack jeez! Let me tone down the volume." Kris replied.

"Clear as day.." Soar replied.

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"How the heck do you turn these down?!" Her hearing was amazingly acute and having a sound right next to her ear hurt as Razor spoke. She removed her helm just for the moment to adjust the sound as she was in the same boat as Kris was but more so that he was, she fumbled at her helm to try and turn it down. 

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With their helmets adjusted to their liking they look about to one another.

"Okay lets begin HUD check." Razor said reaching behind her head to the large bulky electronic piece attached she switched on a button. The rest doing the same. A flicker of displays appear before her.

TRACKING. 

OSR.// RUN FORWARD. TRACKING. 

BATTLESYS. TMROYALARMS

SCAN.

 

A small blank yellow dot appears in Star's vision on her visor tracking her eye and head movements. Three little boxes appear on her left corner displaying number 1, 3, 4. Assuming their her teammates signals all are flashing yellow before displaying green. 

"Go ahead and give the acknowledge!" Razor said pressing a small button on her head left side. Her signal light blinks once. 

"That's your okay signal. Great for acknowledging orders for silence." She says. The others follow giving the acknowledgement signal.

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She reached and touched the button flagging her hud to the others. "This is weird, I don't think I like wearing a helmet, yes I know it's usefully but I mean it is not comfortable with my hair..." She stopped herself before Razor took her name sake to Star's mane to easy the discomfort. 

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"Alright lets get your packs on. These should simulate the real ones. These are just practice rigs." She informed the squad. The rig in appearance didn't look like the one's she recalled the Arabian's had. Slick smaller fixed wings with rounded and formed intakes giving it a sleak style. Fitting for the wonderbolts for speed and aerodynamics. Attached to its undersides two small rotary vulcan guns sit, just the look if made most picture a pony being shredded to pieces. But these were practice rigs. No heavy armaments or such. 

"Star your first." Razor said. 

Razor hefted the Rig up on its wing allowing Star to postion under it letting it balance on her back. She was a bit surprised by the bit of weight on it but adjusted accordingly. She could hear an audible click as it stuck into place on the slot on her flight suit. Her HUD flickered a bit.

 

LOADING ARMS//... 

VULCAN. LOAD<..

 

She could hear her guns at her side clickling and winding up as rounds load into it. 

 

CHECK. 

CHECK. 

FEEDING CHECK... /// TAG 4-09

CLEAR FEED///.

 

Stuck at first to her sides as the guns two twin sticks lock into place at chest level. Not intrusive but still at hooves reach.

"That'd be your triggers." Razor informed.

"Go ahead and test them. Don't worry they wont fire its in test mode." She said.

 

Pulling on one of the trigger rods to her the corresponding gun whirred to life rapid clicking sounds could be heard.

 

"Okay all good." 

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She touched one of the triggers again to see the corresponding gun spin up. "I... wow, guess I will be killing somthing with these, no toys around here." She took her hoof off and looked around her gear seeing the mounts moved to her tracked vision. "So these things shoot where i'm looking then?" 

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"Not entirely, only locked to about 60-80 degrees worth of vision. They don't follow your entire head movement." Razor informed her.

 

"Dude.. you look fucking badass." Kris commented. 

"I cant disagree." Soar said.

 

The others follow about in their routine as her. Setting up their rigs, sync with their gear and testing the weapons. Soon enough they were all dressed in their slightly cumbersome get ups. All meanacing and ready to take to the skies.

 

"Cross the runway, over their she said pointing to a laucher type device." She said. With the runway clear the squad dallied their way on. The crew at the device looking to them dressed in their bright colored signal uniforms. Their voices audible in their radios.

"Ready for take off?" One in a bright green vest asked.

"Ready!" Razor said.

 

Climbing up by stairs and resting against a flat plate at her rear she awaited. 

"Step back." The crewpony says as Razor's engines began to whir and pick up power. 

"Woah! Wait you gonna launch us from a freaking catapult?" Kris exclaimed.

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"I suppose that is for us to get airborne I doubt we can actually fly very well with this bloody rigs on us, so yeah catapult." She watched as Razor was shot into the air, once she was up and level she banked and flew back circling the fleet wait for the rest of them.

 

"I guess I'm next up." The pony in green nodded to her and she moved to the catapult...

 

moments later she to was in the air powering along as some speed, she had some trouble trying to remain level having to adjust to her pack which seemed to actually be maladjusted on her and would need to be addressed when she landed eventually making her way to Razor and banking with her. "Ok this is kinda cool." 

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Razor looked to her side as Star came along her left. 

"Saw you having some issue, pack problem?" She asked as the two zipped past a destroyer vessel. 

 

Shortly after Kris was launched into the air approaching the two at quick speed before slowing maintaining on Razor's right side. Soar soon joining afterwards. 

 

"Bridge Tower, Dagger squad is in the air. Commencing flight test. " She said over comm.

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"Yeah left side is heaver than my right I have to keep readjusting myself it's not helping so I'll fix it when we land." She was ok for the moment however though thankfully, it was somthing annoying but not a major issue. "So where to from here boss?" She inquired to Razor.

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"Commence target practice." She said. As they turn back to the carrier, various large balloons can be seen deployed from various vessels. Some blowing away with the wind as they quickly gain altitude. On her HUD her screen show her armaments display.

WEAPON CLEAR. ENGAGE.

 

"Try to pop as many balloons as you can. Get a feel for flying and firing your guns. Break." Razor said and zipped forward gaining speed.

 

"Well alrighty then!? Uhh." Kris was  bit dumbfounded with hesitation.

 

"Go you idiots! Get them!" Razor iterated as she homed in on a balloon a burst of her test cannons popping it easily.

 

Soar and Kris took off in their own directions, little icons following over their heads.