The Flights Of 7645PB

[Delernil 952]

Night Comb stepped out from his jeep. The driver parked it as he walked off. The beige stallion surveyed the airfield. It was barren, likely due to the lack of supplies. Green crews were being moved back and forth. He pulled out the slip of paper that would tell him where to go. A small barracks where his crew would be. He moved towards it.

 

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Traveller stood at attention. He had been the first to rise, excited for the new plane. He'd finally get to fly. He shook the others out. 'Hey, wake up! We got a plane!'

[Concep 46]

I roll over at the sound of one of the new airpony's excitement. Grrr... I thought in frustration, Does he not realize what's ahead?

 

I sit up in my bunk and rub an eye with a hoof. "Ya know we don't have to be up until zero-eight-hundred, right? It's only zero-seven-thirty." I say, frowning at the pony. "Well, it doesn't matter now-" I say not waiting for a response, "-I'm up." I climb out of my rack and straighten the bunk a little, but not too much. My military bearing could use a shine... Eh, like I care. I think with a smile.

 

I shuffle through my foot locker and set aside pictures from home to grab my father's trusty .45 from his time in the military. I drift away into the old thoughts of him and the good times we had together before this war took his life. 

 

I sigh and place the pistol back in the locker and close the locker. Now we wait for our officer.

[Nuclear Neurotic 56]

Nuclear groaned, pulling the blanket off herself as she sat up on her bunk. "I really need to work on my sleeping schedule...." she muttered, stretching and popping her back. She sighed in relief before an excited smile on her face.

After making her bunk to the best of her ability she rummaged through her own locker, making sure all her belongings were in place and locked up.

 

'Alrighty~! Let's do this~!' she thought, shutting her locker and trotting outside.

When she was accepted into this crew her heart nearly exploded with happiness. She was fully aware of the dangers but that wasn't gonna squash her current mood.

[Delernil 952]

Night Comb approached the barracks. It was a fairly standard bunk, however he could hear movement inside. Typical. They hadn't gotten ready early. He burst into the building. 'Rule number one, things never come on time.' He yelled as he gave a quick survey to his team. A stallion, two mares, and one other. But where was he or she?

 

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Traveller chuckled. 'I wanted to be up early. We might get a mission today.' He said as he looked into his neat locker, organized the day before. He pulled out a small knife, it's blade shining. He jumped at the sound of the officer bursting in. He turned around and saluted, his cap flying off at the sudden movement and jump.

[Nuclear Neurotic 56]

Nuclear was startled and jumped a little, almost having went outside, but was surprised by Night Comb's appearance. "Oh, good morning, sir!" she greeted, awkwardly saluting Night Comb as she was still somewhat tired. "How are you?" Nuclear asked, trying not to yawn.

[Concep 46]

Night Comb approached the barracks. It was a fairly standard bunk, however he could hear movement inside. Typical. They hadn't gotten ready early. He burst into the building. 'Rule number one, things never come on time.' He yelled as he gave a quick survey to his team. A stallion, two mares, and one other. But where was he or she?

 

"And things never go as planned." I add as I salute the officer, "We're missing a pony, not sure where they're." I look over the officer standing in the doorway. I hope he's not one of those "go by the rule book 24/7" kinda ponies. That didn't go well last time...

I try to hold back a smile as the mare was surprised by the sudden appearance of the officer, but it's a bit too obvious. 

[Delernil 952]

"And things never go as planned." I add as I salute the officer, "We're missing a pony, not sure where they're." I look over the officer standing in the doorway. I hope he's not one of those "go by the rule book 24/7" kinda ponies. That didn't go well last time...

 

I try to hold back a smile as the mare was surprised by the sudden appearance of the officer, but it's a bit too obvious.

 

@@Nuclear Neurotic

 

Night Comb smiled. 'Glad to see I'm not the only veteran around here. I'm Night Comb, it's a pleasure to be flying with you.' He greeted as he looked around. The bunk was fairly neat, however some of the lockers were messy. He'd let it slip. 'Now come on. We need to find our fifth.' He sighed as he walked out.

 

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Traveller smiled and followed him out the door. Finally a chance to get missions!

[Concep 46]

@@Delernil

 

I follow quickly. "Thank you, sir. My name's Con, I hope things don't go south between this crew, my last one had to be split because of a bad choice..." I drift off. "But that's nothin' to worry about, that fifth pony is who needs to be found." I say with a slight smile.

 

I look over at Night Comb, "You didn't happen to be up early enough to see our missing pony, did you?" I raise an eyebrow.

 

((Sorry for the delay, internet is a bit glitchy right now))

 

((Failed badly and didn't even see the "Walked out" part xD))

Edited February 10, 2014 by Concep

[Nuclear Neurotic 56]

"Yes, sir!" said Nuclear, following Night Comb out of the barrack. "I'm not sure who this fifth pony is....what position is he/she?" the mare inquired, trotting behind the others. 'Hm....I wonder what kind of missions are we going to get...?' she mused to herself. 'Well it's a plane sooo....'

[Delernil 952]

Night Comb checked the slip of paper that had most of the information on it. 'Doesnt say. All I know is our plane number and your barracks. Guess we have to find him...' He mumbled as he slipped it back into his pocket. 'Suppose we should check around the bars first. I've found a member or two around there.'

 

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Traveller shifted uncomfortably. He realized he hadn't even noticed the other member before Night Comb mentioned him.

[Concep 46]

Night Comb checked the slip of paper that had most of the information on it. 'Doesnt say. All I know is our plane number and your barracks. Guess we have to find him...' He mumbled as he slipped it back into his pocket. 'Suppose we should check around the bars first. I've found a member or two around there.'

 

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Traveller shifted uncomfortably. He realized he hadn't even noticed the other member before Night Comb mentioned him.

I nod in agreement at Night Comb's suggestion.

 

"That's probably the best thing to do at this point." I comment, glancing around the airstrip and multiple barracks in the military base that we are currently on. 

 

"What kind of pony doesn't show up at this time? Of all times..."

[longgone 873]

Golden Age walked up to whom he assumed to be his crew, as they were the only ponies up as such a time. He did so with a hint of embarrassment he hoped was not showing.

"Please do forgive me, gentecolts" He said. "Had a tad bit of trouble finding the correct barrack."

[Delernil 952]

Night Comb stared in disapproval before chuckling. 'Well, hopefully you don't have the same trouble with our plane. We need you.' He said with a grin. 'Anyway, I'm Night Comb. Pilot and officer here. What's your position? Actually, what're all your positions?' He asked as he looked around the group.

 

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Traveller saluted. 'Bubble gunner and mechanic, sir.' He said proudly.

[longgone 873]

The grey pony saluted smartly at his now apparent CO. "Tail gunner, sir"

 

He took the liberty to briefly look over his superior. He thought him to be a decent one, at least appearance-wise. He couldn't say such about his personality however, for what pony possesses such power to predict one's character based upon such little conversation?

"And if you care to know, sir," he added. "T'names Golden Age."

 

[Delernil 952]

'Well Golden, it's a pleasure to meet and fly with you.' Night Comb greeted as he scanned him over. He looked fairly decent. It would do.

 

'Go retrieve your equipment. I was told we are going on a recon mission soon. Simple in and out. That goes for all of you.' He ordered, waving his hoof.

Edited February 11, 2014 by Delernil

[Concep 46]

I look at the pony, eyeing him and looking over the way he held himself and how he spoke.

"Took ya long enough," I say with slight dissatisfaction in my voice. "Where've you been?"

 

Looking back at Night, "I'm your Co-Pilot slash Navigator, I've flown my share of bombers, but I heard it's a different story now." 

 

This crew is turning out to be a unique one for sure.

[longgone 873]

"In conflict with one of the many inconveniences of life" he said to the pony who asked him.

 

He saluted Nightcomb and walked into the barracks to quickly set his stuff down at his assigned bunk and prepare himself as quickly as he could.

I do wonder what future holds for me during this he thought to himself.

Edited February 11, 2014 by Erika Itsumi (~HI~)

[Concep 46]

I watch the pony walk back to the barracks and then turn back to Night. 

 

"This'll be quite the tour, don't you think?" I chuckle, "We could go check exactly what plane they've assigned us, or have you already figured that out on your sheet of paper ya got there?" I try to keep my voice from sounding demanding as I ask the question.

Edited February 11, 2014 by Concep

[Delernil 952]

Night Comb nodded. 'Everything is on here. Plane number and barracks.' He read as he read the number.

 

'Seven-six-four-five-Papa-Bravo.' He read aloud before putting the slip back. 'Thats out plane. We should go find it.' He suggested as he pointed towards a group of bombers. He could see a few numbers that matched up, but closer inspection was needed.

[Concep 46]

I repeat the numbers in my head.

 

"Alright, let's go searching for it."I say, heading off to the row of bombers lined up outside of the hangars. 

 

I'm curious if they decided to hook us up with one of those fat, slow bombers. I think as we approach the group of bombers.

Edited February 11, 2014 by Concep

[longgone 873]

Golden Age finished up and walked in a fast pace to catch up with the others who were trying to locate their plane.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of anxiousness envelop him looking at the planes lined up. He wasn't exactly excited to step into a flying deathtrap.

[Delernil 952]

Night Comb scanned the planes.

 

1243BG...1534GF...ah!

 

7645PB. Their plane. He had a huge grin as he climbed in the beast. It was a medium sized bomber, large enough for some mobility. He moved himself inside of it.

 

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Traveller stared in awe at the thing. He was overcome with joy. He finally had a plane. He crawled in after Night Comb and took his place in the bubble, checking it out.

[longgone 873]

Golden Age looked at the machine with a sense of fright. He noticed it was a twin engine type. Celestia bless him.

 

Nonetheless, he felt he should at least try to get accustomed to his new ride, thus he hopped in and went to the tail section. 

The tail gun looked pretty decent. Two .50 caliber machine guns were always welcomed by him.

[Concep 46]

I watched them climb into the plane but didn't follow. I decided to check out the front, which was facing away from us and towards the hangar. 

 

I reach the front by walking under the plane. When I reach it, I notice the bristling machine guns on each side of the nose. A ground-attack bomber? I think to myself,  "Oh my God! I'm finally in what I want to be in!" I walk to the very front of the nose. Twin 20mm cannons greet me tucked under the front of the nose.

 

((I assume that's where they were, I could not find where they were by looking them up))

 

"Oh baby! This is getting better by the second, I can't wait to shred some Griffon tail with this bad boy." I grin at my statement and walk back to the ladder to the plane and climb inside, approaching the co-pilot's position and checking out the different controls.

[Nuclear Neurotic 56]

Nuclear managed to catch up with the rest of the group and grinned, seeing the bomber. "Ohohohohohohoho~" the mare giggled excitedly running a hoof along the metal side.

 

@@Concep,

She looked at Con and laughed, climbing inside the plane. "Oh wow." whispered Nuclear, scanning over different controls before find her nose gunner position. "Oooooh, lovely."