A few quiet questions

[Jihadjoe]

// The entirity of this story was roleplayed in skype. This is a slightly modified transcript of a skype log.

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Manhattan airspace - Near Fort Bragg - The Navy's secondary Manhattan Headquarters.

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The sabre known as the Devil Unicorn entered the atmosphere slowly, the pilot seemingly unsure as to where to go.

[color=#33FFFF]'Poor girl' thought David Hale to himself as he slowed his upholder and hailed the ship

"Miss Concordia, follow me if you could. The Commodore will be arriving shortly, she's a little distance behind me."

"Hmmm okay!" came the responce form the cheery-voiced girl in the sabre.

He sat back and sighed, guiding his bomber down towards the Fort Bragg landing pads and as he opened up radio comms with the planetside ground crew for docking clearance, the sabre following him closely.

Concordia laughed in the cockpit. "You should clean that bottom of that ship a bit..."
A Guardian joined the two ships, and followed them down towards Fort Bragg in silence. Hale looked over at the new contact, smiled to himself and raised an eyebrow at Concordia's comment about his upholder.

"It's a military ship, Miss. The old cupholder doesn't get an easy life."
"Hmmm... I guess..."


The guardian fell into formation and the pilot, Christina Robinson, listened in on the comms chatter, expressionless as she watched David Hale slowly put his Upholder down on his reserved pad.

"Your sabre is cleared for pad 19, next to the collection of executioner fighters you can see down there."
"Okay!"

Hale opened up the cockpit canopy and stepped out watching the sabre land uncertainly, and not quite where he'd asked. He sighed and looked up for the shape of Christina Robinson's approaching guardian.
"Hurry up Christy, I'm not entirely sure I can do this only own" he muttered to himself before grabbing his makeshift walking stick out of the cockpit of his ship and walking slowly towards the sabre.

Concordia decended into the cargobay of her sabre and opened up the airlock doors, staying inside and looking out across the landing pads. The huge complex of Fort Bragg bustling with activity, as ground crew refueled a wing of Executioner heavy fighters.

Hale turned around, watching the shape of Christina Robinson's guardian landing next to his own ship, smiled to himself and stopped walking, waiting for Christy to catch up.

She hopped nimbly out of the cockpit and walked towards the Fleet Admiral with a neutral expression on her face. Christina was clearly in business mode, not that Hale noticed, greeting his old friend with a smile.

"You have no idea how glad I am you agreed to come. It was you or Christopher and uh... Hmm. You know Chris..."
"What's that supposed to mean..?"

He turned towards the zoner sabre and started walking again, trying to keep pace with Christina, despite the ankle injury and stick. The young zoner spotted the two of them moving across the landing pad and waved.

"Hey!" she called.
"She really has no idea, does she, David..." whispered Christina.
"None..." He stopped infront of the sabre. "Miss Concordia, if you could follow us please."
"Hmm, Okaaay. I didn't know Christie honey was that cute..."
She gave a nervous laugh and looked up at the sky, not noticing Christina's stern look as Hale started leading them towards a small building by the side of the landing pads, a slightly pained look on his face. This wasn't going as he'd hoped, and annoyance was already showing on Christy's face.
"I think we'll take the monorail."

Christina nodded as a confused look spread across Concordia's face.
"Mono... rail?"
"That would make this go faster, yes. I don't have a desire to walk kilometers across this base."
"A planetside transportation system... And uh..." He pointed to his ankle with the stick "I really don't feel much like walking."
"Hmmm...." Concordia looked at his ankle. "What happened to you, honey?" She leaned closer "Uhoh..."

Christina made a sound which could have been a cough, or perhaps a growl...

"A cruiser missile... Nothing worth thinking about."
"Keep a respectable distance."
"Uh?" The girl looked confused and leant back. "I did something wrong?"
"That's why you're here." snapped Robinson as Hale lead them onto the platform and towards a waiting monorail carriage.
"We'll get somewhere slightly less public before we talk about that, I think."
"Rmmmm" responded the girl, scratching her lower lip. "Okay!"


The monorail carriage moved off. Hale sat in silence, watching the passing landscape of Fort Bragg as they moved towards a large complex of buildings. Concordia looked around, curious at her surroundings.
"Wao, it's funny here."
"You get used to it..."
Christina sat in silence, watching the young zoner girl out of the corner of her eye as the carriage pulled into a small tunnel in the side of a large building and came to a halt at a platform.

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