private Eastern Skies Ablaze

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"Arabians have a rich cultural and religious tie about the stars. Ever heard of the Gaze of the Stars?" Razor asked to her squad.

 

There was no reply amongst them.

 

"So... essentially they.. worship the stars I believe? Something about having a personal connection of like.. ponies, us- all creatures, having these spiritual bonds and connections to stars throughout the universe and that they are the reason of being for like... I don't know much either to be honest. Just little bits i've heard." She informed.. rather poorly.

 

"Hey sounds right up your alley Star. Minus the whole- religion aspect I guess?" Kris commented. 

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"Well of course it's up my alley being you know an astrologist and all." She said with an air of self importance, a hint from her collage education just passing through her for only a moment. "Uh hem anyway, yes I would be rather interested in their thoughts about the stars minus the religion." 

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They followed along in the general form of the military line that flowed just below them with a bustle of activity sporadic inbetween different points along it. Kris whistled a bit.

"And I though that defense line in Malteese was impressive. Look at them SAMs." He said.

"They're ready for anything. And with air support just minutes away." Razor said. 

 

"D-do you think they'll get along with us?" Soar asked to them, slight unassurance in her tone.

 

"Well they better. We'll be stuck with them for awhile." Kris commented.

 

"They're friendly enough. Just know the general rules kids: don't got nothing nice to say? Say nothing." Razor said.

 

"Thanks MOM." Kris replied in a sarcastic tone. Soar giggles a bit.

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"I think that sentence was pointed towards me Kris, it's my fat mouth that put me in hot water with the ace squad back on the ship." She looked down, she was not too pleased about making that error... honestly she deeply regretted it, she'd taken enough lives by now to be deeply ashamed of herself now. 

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"Well I think you learnt your lesson. Just keep your cool kids." Razor inputted. 

 

There was a pick up on the comm.

"Dagger squad? This is Tombstone. Do you read, how copy?" A stallion spoke.

"This Dagger 1. We hear ya Tombstone." Razor replied.

"Understood. Comm check good. Continue on course." Came the reply.

 

Up ahead along the desert flatlands and expansive city was noteable with fairly noted buildings and structures jutting about with a blended and similar color scheme with its area around it. 

 

Jakir'Min Rashir, Al-Sulayaminjar Province. 

0900 Hours. 

 

Just off to the right of it with a straight road connecting about a mile and half away was an lengthy airbase. Runways and open metallic hangars lining about with air control towers and various store houses and quarters lining about. A proper air field just like the one- well not like the one in Baltimare. Nonetheless it was a spectular sight. 

 

"Dagger squad your clear for clearance. Procced to land strip 02. Pick up will be arriving shortly.

 

"Roger. Squad- stick with me." Razor said as they turned about and facing toward the direction of the airbase closing their distance. 

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"So this is new home?" She said to no one in particular looking to the city and the ever closer looming air base, were they to be housed in the city? Away from the air base in a city with ponies who were not fighting... that'd be nice but probably not the case, she just thought it'd be nice.

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They decelerated  as they descended forming into a graceful glide near the first bits of the runway. Noting ahead with vehicles on standby as they approached.

"Mind your steps. Time you gallops." Razor said as they attained closer and closer to ground pitching up slightly as they reached the ground to slow their momentum and with hooves skitting and each breaking into a brisk trot they make land before coming to a halt. Star and her team let out heavy sighs as they remove their helmets. Cirrus poking her head as she looked up to her owner.

 

The pickup team now approaching to them in their bright green trucks.

 

"That went well." Kris said as he cleaned at his ear.

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She looked down at her. "Calm you can fly soon enough, but come out of there for now at least." This was met with a rather happy squawk as she got out flapped a few times then proceeded to fly up onto Star's head, looking around at their new home or some of it. "Well guys I think Cirrus approves." 

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Soar let out a giggle as Cirrus displayed her show of excitment. 

 

Coming to a halt the Arabian crew team approached along with a rather well dressed- oh that's an officer.

"Welcome to my country- Equestrians." He called out, as the crew began assisting in removing their flight rigs. 

"Commander Hussien?" Razor asked with the two briefly shaking hooves. The commander let out a gentle brush on his burly beard. He looked over to Star noting at the falcon open her head. He chuckled.

"That your bird? Or is it lost?" He smirked. Cirrus squaked and flapped her wings.

"Haha... she's excited. You do a lot of falconrey?" He aked.

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"Falconry?" She said back in confusion, she'd heard of the term but never met a fellow bird of prey owner mind any pony who had a falcon. She tried to stop looking so dumb before replying more. "N...no I've um not practiced... it? She's just my pet." Trying to regain some composure. This was responded with Cirrus poking Star's head with a talon. "Sorry, sorry... bestest super Feathered friend." Cirrus puffed her chest out at the pet name she'd obviously made Star call her. Star just sighed a little, clear that Cirrus was in-charge of the duo.

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The commander let out a chuckle. With their rigs removed they climbed upon to the trucks nearby along with their new commander.

"We appreciate the detachment. Our last operations gave us a rather nasty blow. It'll be some time to reacquire new flyers. Rassadi Forces lead out a massive air operation not too long ago." He spoke.

"Just doing our job sir." Razor replied. 

 

Watching out from their open back just noting about at the flashing lights and lit runways as they pass about in speed toward the quarters. Just trying to take this all in. 

 

"We'll have a hot meal ready for you when you get settled in- after then your introduction brief and summary will be followed-" The commander spoke,

"We aren't gonna do it now-" Razor was interupted. 

"Non-sense, I want you all to get comfortable. A warm greeting I suppose before we set you to work. I'll have you settled to your quarters and we'll go from there." He said giving a soft smile.

 

"Well goodie. A hot meal sounds good." Kris says lounging back into his seat. 

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Cirrus hoped off Star's head and perched on the mare's shoulder. She followed the group as they were lead from the air strip and to where ever they were being stationed, or at least where they were living for, what would seem to be the rest of their tour of duty.

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Off to the side of the runway and up to the quarters locale they pull up to a stop just outside- the building itself was rather simple. A better upgrade to the tiny confines of the ship rooms. An apartment like complex- something more.. homie (yo yo.)

 

Outside awaiting on the the steps of the apartment stairs ground level a grouping of stallion pegasi look away from their little noisy phone show propped around the group. With on calling out to their fellow comrades they stand up in attention as the commander approached first. 

"Away with ya. Stop with the formality." He said, rather casually at that.

"Up this way- D-3." He says noting at the building numbers between 1-3. Ohhh the top floor.

 

"Well this is a nice change of pace." Kris whispered trying to ignore the examining eyes around them as they made their ways up the stairs. 

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"Ok not even gonna like having to floor is cool as all heck." She was kinda looking forward to seeing her new digs and how they are compared to the cramped metal box they'd been in for at least a month or two now. Despite being with Heavy the room was really bad to be honest. 

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"Ok not even gonna like having to floor is cool as all heck." She was kinda looking forward to seeing her new digs and how they are compared to the cramped metal box they'd been in for at least a month or two now. Despite being with Heavy the room was really bad to be honest. 

 

Lead in by their soon to be commander the squad is shown about as they enter into D-3 housing. Before them was- well it wasn't luxurious by any means. A basic apartment rooming it was. With a small hall entrance leading to the living den to their right with an open connection to their tight kitchen section. A futon like bed-couch laid about with a simply thin mattress with a television stand showing the small thin screen. Looks like... basic antenna noting at the wire running from the back to the window- the metal signal receiver held by a post attached to their wall near the windows outside. 

 

"I imagine the carrier was rather crampt- anything is better then a metal box." the commander says. 

 

"Now the rooms- generally were ment to house only three. Two of you may have to share a bed- with two on the futon. Let you settle that. Unless you wanna renovate and buy new furniture like the others." He added.

 

"Oh wunderbar- I'll buy some nice lepoard skinned ruggins and a fire place. Totally irrelavant to the place." Kris gave his comedic take.

 

Into the bedroom (with a connected bathroom and washroom) the simple metal framed twin beds lay across from another with thin blankets and brick shapped- they could be actual bricks? Nope they were indeed just blocky looking pillows. Looks can be deceiving though. Along with the bed, two dressers and desks await just on the other side of the room. 

 

All in all simple.

 

The wall coloring like the living room was a simple beige look. Bland, though he did say they could renovate? Does that apply to paints?

 

"I'll leave you to it to settle. The carrier should be sending in what belongings and things you had. Should be here by tonight or tommorrow. Do make your stay." Commander Huissen spoke giving each a warm smile. Leaving the group to themselves. 

 

"Well then... sudden. Just like... enlistment." Kris grumbled.

 

"Well... at least we have... proper bedding?" Cloud whispered.

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"Well we can make this place nice enough between the four of us and some time and hard work, I'm sure of it, I mean we're all hard born killers I'm sure we can fix an apartment up without anything being too hard... well I mean I think it can't be too hard can it guys?" Looking to the three of them.

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Kris let out a fake cough followed by a huffing 'irrelavance'.

 

"We'll worry about it on the later time. Make ourselves comfy." She says.

 

"Kris- cause I don't like you, you can sleep on the floor." She added giving a smirk.

"Aww your no fun." He replied.

"We'll do a rotation on the sleep bunks. Soar, Star you can have the bed tonight." Razor responded- approaching to the television, turning it on only to be greeted by static,

 

"Sweet celestia. Blasted antenna." she muttered

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"Oh I get pillow again?" Gesturing to Soar. "Sweet!" She however moved to a window big enough to allow her to fit through. "I'm gonna go up on the roof and see if I can fix the antenna I'm smart enough to catalog star systems what's a antenna?" She looked to Cirrus. "Ok this is home, you can go for a fly now." Before she'd finished talking the falcon was gone out the window, she followed but up to the roof to look at the antenna. 

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With a slight adjustment she turned and positioned at the device. With a sudden shriek from Cirrus in the air, looking to her companion in the sky she dived forward as another falcon chased about closely. Looked like somebird didn't seem to like another in their air space.

 

Must be their new anti air system.

 

Cirrus retreated back trying to shake off the boogie.

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"Hey! Get off my bird!" She took off into the air to assist her falcon. "Cirrus!" She called out to gain her attention. "Fly to me!" Gesturing to her to fly towards Star, she would teach the other falcon a lesson on size superiority and with Cirrus's help make this her new hunting grounds. 

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Cirrius flew close to her with the other falcon by passing past before double backing. Cirrus let out another shriek as she paid her sharp attention.

 

From the ground, a sudden and sharp whistle caught their attention.

 

Across near the other housings a stallion awaits on the ground, the rival falcon perching itself onto his out stretched hoof. He glares up at her with his deep brown eyes.

 

"What do you think you're doing?" He asks as she lands close by. The stallion styled with a swopped sided mane style with his mustache protruding from the sides of his nose. One of the flyers it looks.

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"What I'm doing?!" She exclaims as Cirrus hovers behind Star. "Your bird not know not to attack others?!" She had rage in her eyes she'd flatten this local if he was going to oppose her for some reason. "I let my falcon out for 5 minutes to stretch her wings and your bird attacks her!" 

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With an unchanged expression he looks to both Cirrus and then to his own pet.

"Is this how we treat our guests?" He asks, the male falcon squaks and flaps his wings violently toward Cirrus who replies with a shriek.

 

With a burst from his whistle, his pet goes silent.

"Bird brain..." he mutters.

 

"I apologize, he's a jealous thing. I try to teach him other wise, but he's a hunter. Still got a bit of training I suppose." he says,

"Go on.. say you're sorry." He command, the bird huffed turning his head. With He was given a gentle smack to the head. With an irritated expression he opens his wing in submission fashion letting out a low caw.

"Much better."

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Her anger was like a set of sails that had the wind taken from them, he saw to his own bird she had nothing to shout at him about. "I... am sorry for losing my cool, but..." Cirrus lands on Star's head. "I... there are not many things I defend with such fever, but Cirrus is one of them."

 

She lifts a leg for Cirrus to perch on. "They are not the most easy species of bird to... well civilize," wanting to avoid the word tame, she never tamed Cirrus they were equals not master and servant. "I take it your either new to owning a falcon or your falcon is new to being with a pony?" Addressing the stallion.  

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"I've had Abraxis for four years, he's just territorial is all." He says.

 

"Ive been practicing falconry since I was a colt." he says, with Abraxis resting to his back he holds out his hoof.

"I'm Tariq, 28th tactical fighter wing. Napalm." he says. Giving a brief introduction to him.