Thread: Elemental RPG

Mysterio laughed,
"I'm gone." he said and walked into the back of the plane and knelt down next to the injured Nathan.

"bye then" Phoenix muttered as she focused back out the front window, as she finally flew over the boarders of Russia.

bye then

Mysterio smiled,
"Don't worry love... if you really want me to I'll come back to the cockpit."

Azraal's readout showed that the flares were keeping them alive for now, but they wouldn't last forever. Plus, once the Americans got their real aircraft into the air - not the twenty-first century rejects that were being used at the moment purely 'cause that's what was available - flares wouldn't work against the missiles that would be fired in that battle.

His station controlled what appeared to be a missile system, though he couldn't seem to find any description of what he was actually firing. Overriding the friendly fire safety mechanism, Azraal locked onto one of the signals following them, and fired. A small compartment was revealed underneath the gunship, and a missile streaked out towards the attacking jets. The targeted jet began to evade, and even released a couple of flares of its own, but the missile held its course, consuming its foe in a ball of flame. 'That,' Azraal thought, 'is exactly what will happen if the real aircraft start shooting at us.'

Man... why did no one continue this? It was all going so well too.

Never mind though ey?

Cefor

ah well. went the way of the dinos