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Lost Connection

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Draruto on Thu Oct 15, 2015 3:08 pm

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Agidyne Cnyte sat in the cockpit of his missing step-sister's SFX 140D Super Saber, remembering her final moment she shared with him. 'Listen Agidyne, soon I'm going have disappear soon for something very important. And if I don't come back, I want to find me with my Super Saber.' Remembering those words from that night, he touched the side of his mouth as something came to him. "She kissed me, but it didn't feel like a sisterly one. It felt more, need full." Agidine said quietly. Looking up through the canopy he always wondered why it didn't bug him more than it should've. 'Maybe I always knew that our connection was different from the other members in the family.' he mused.

Reaching up, Agidine ran a finger along a repaired crack from one of his first combat missions. Feeling those residual emotions he pondered if she ever thought of him, even after all these years apart. Shaking himself out the reverie he powered the Super Saber as a flight of SFX-180 Wasps passed over his position. "It's time." Agidine states, settling the helmet on his head. Once airborne, he angled the fighter till it was just off the Wasps' flight path. Pushing it up to cruising speed and attitude he glanced about, searching for possible attackers. 'Where you'd go Hamakaze?' He slide that ever present thought to the backburner while settling in for a long flight.
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Vivian Qu watched her squadmate, Hamakaze, stare at an old photo. Never asking about the photo, she wondered why Hamakaze never talked about her past. She knew that her squadmate cared for person in the family, a step brother that was closer than the others. "Vivi, Hama, commander wants both of you in the rec room in forty minutes." Nodding in answer Vivian turned and picked up her flight gear from the hanger. "Hamakaze, let's go see the commander. Then we can go out on patrol or something for a few hours." she said. Seeing Hamakaze press the photo to her heart, Vivian left to give her a moment alone.

"You sure have a deep connection with that step brother Hama." she said softly. Running a hand through her longish pixie cut hair Vivian thought of her adopted sister, Lilia, wondering where she was. 'Is Hama rubbing off on me?' Stopping on the overhead catwalk, she looked toward the Super Wasp she and Hamakaze took up. "A storm's coming, and I've got a feeling that we are going be in the middle of it." Glancing up she sighed to herself while adding, "So will this ride be interesting or will it be a hell on wings?"
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Re: Lost Connection

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As Hamakaze stared at the photo Vivian’s words barely made it through to her, as her heart sank, she felt like she was drowning in the pain of being apart from her dear brother. Once the order of reporting to the commander went through her mind the emotional reminiscent moment ended.

“Eh, right!” Hamakaze stammered a bit realizing she was not playing attention to her squadmate, a slighter older woman that was mysteriously beautiful and would have been better off as famous model if the world was a safer place for humans.

“Do you have siblings Vivian? Growing up with siblings is a once in a lifetime experience...you share so many wonderful memories together that you cherish it for the rest of your life...until you have a family of your own.” At that point Hamakaze blushed as plain as an open book as her innocence prevailed on what life had to offer in the future.

Eh...what am I saying...I wasn’t even thinking and I just blurted that out. How embarrassing! I better think before I speak or I will never hear the end of it.

“Hopefully this ride will be interesting, I am not good at keeping my lunch if it’s hell...”

Hamakaze put away her photo in her breast pocket of her slightly form fitting, sleeveless, black jumpsuit and followed Vivian’s movements as she gathered her flight gear as well. The young co-pilot kept her long blode chestnut hair in a tuck and cover french braid to make it easier to put on a helmet. Hamakaze’s green eyes pondered for a moment as she looked at the sky through the hangar as the clouds continued to form and darken.

“Well 40 minutes is a long time from now...I would rather not wait that long if a storm is pulling through. We better get cleared now if we are going to be out there for a while. It would make the the catwalk clearance easier when we return from patrol not to mention the storm should have subsided after a few hours.”
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Re: Lost Connection

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Minutes ticked by as Agidine ran through the backed up messages in his inbox. Most were junk or incomprehensible religious babble that he thought should be blasted into dust. A beep caught his attention, "Nyt Flame 1." "Evening NF1, we have a recon/strike mission for you. It's near sector one zero five, forward enemy aircraft base. They've been hitting our allied forces hard over the past several weeks. We want you to scope their AA defenses for farther missions and, if possible, weaken it as seems reasonable." Rolling his eyes at what seems to be the usual mission he's been drawing lately, he yaws the Super Saber about ten degrees to the right. 'So what am I a damn scout sent to die on a whim?' Agidine mused. "Pay better be ready this times, or I will be blasting something away." he states, glancing to the load out display.

'Need a pit stop at a carrier to arm up before hitting the base. That if I can find that can slide me into the rotation.' Agidine thought, running through a list of possible carriers. After about ten minutes he found a carrier that could fit in their rotation. He sent them a temporary landing request, figuring he should make sure he was right. Shifting his gaze out of the cockpit, Agidine noticed the clouds and swore, "A storm's coming, great, just what I didn't need." Another beep brought him back in the cockpit, seeing it was the messenge he wanted he punched the throttle to around eighty five percent.
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"I have a step sister I haven't seen since I left home and joined here." Vivian said, shaking her head to clear it. Continuing on she watched the maintenance crew work on other fighters and a thought came to her. "Hama, how long has it been since you had any contact with your family? You never talked about them unlike the others." While waiting, she slowed as her quarters came in to view. Her flight gears hanging from the knob, telling her that her bunk mate had company. 'Horny bastard, eventually I might turn him in for that some day.' Vivian mused, her head shaking again. Grabbing the gear as she passed she quickly checked that everything was there. Which it was, so Vivian resumed her regular pace.

Reaching the commander's office, after clearing the pre-flight check themselves and their fighter, she paused at the door. "Wonder what he wants?" Entering the office, Vivian ignored the cigar smoked that hung around the air like a dense fog. 'Should I get a knife to cut this?' she silently inquired while saluting. "You wanted to see us sir?" Vivian asked. "Yes, just got word that there's been a few sightings of a SFX-140D hitting allied bases for the last few week. Command wants you to track it down." Taking a moment to digest it, Vivian remembered overhearing Hamakaze talk in her sleep. She glanced to her with a silent question, 'Didn't you have a Super Saber before you left your family?'

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Re: Lost Connection

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In the many years of service this was the first time Vivian and Hamakaze shared anything personal of their past life. Talking about family is a reminder of why it was worth fighting the skies for. Hamakaze relaxed her shoulders a bit, it felt like the weight on her shoulders was gone, the tension between herself and Vivian seemed lighter and not so linear anymore.

“Sorry… I just never wanted to pry before and it didn’t seem appropriate for a while but I see now that it was a mistake…” Hamakaze whispered to Vivian as she watched her gather the rest of her gear.

A stupefied expression overwhelmed Hamakaze’s face as she realized what Vivian meant in regards to her belongings hanging from the door. At that moment Hamakaze was beet red, an entirely different reaction from her comrade, being young and inexperienced with such occurrences was quite obvious at this point. Hamakaze shook her head as she closed her eyes tightly pushing any unnecessary ideas out of her mind and continued into the commander's office. Once inside the smoke filled room the Commander provided them with the intel of their mission.

“Sir, yes sir!” Hamakaze responded to their issued command.

One look at Vivian’s perplexed expression was all Hamakaze needed to realize the model the commander described was hitting close to home. It had been 7 years since Hamakaze first piloted a SFX-140D model beginning at the young age of 15 with her father who served as a mercenary. At age of 18 Hamakaze and her 15 year old brother lost their father who was on duty during an airship carrier raid leaving behind the super saber. At her father’s funeral Hamakaze met the commander and was promptly recruited into service in order to protect her family from the brink of war. It has been 3 years since Hamakaze has seen the Super Saber or her brother. Location of where the pilots and crew members were stationed was classified information and family members were left unaware of when the contracts allowed visitation.

The enemy target model must have been pure coincidence at this point, another year in service would have allowed her to finally visit her family and the super saber she left behind.

“A storm is approaching, permission to take flight immediately, sir!”

“Permission granted.”

Hamakaze left the office and into the hallway coughing the smoke out of her lungs and taking deep breaths of fresh air with the aid of the a/c unit she stood under. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes as she hunched over the metal wall of the hallway.

Feeling Vivian close by Hamakaze stood up straight and offered a fake smile, “Do I need to pick up smoking to put with the Commander’s cigar smoke?”

If anyone was great at reading people it was Vivian and she would have noticed something was amiss with her co-pilot.

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Re: Lost Connection

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The stop proved to be very an , while he could get the munitions and the Ultra Sparrow ucav he needed. It costs a shit load of cred, annoying chore and yet another reason why he had been tempted to run from the damn war. "Knock it Cnyte, thinking like that can get you kill." he said, reading himself for the fight. Pulling the visor down Agidine programed the ucav to fly a down and dirty recon pattern that keeps it out of the coming dogfight. Bringing the other weapons to stand by, he darken the canopy and flipped on the stealth systems. Glancing at the old photo tucked into multi function display, Agidine wondered if any fighters have lifted off.
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"I wouldn't, smoking is a bad habit to get."Vivian answered as she patted Hamakaze's shoulder. Returning the hanger she saw a returning flight of Super Wasps land. 'I hope Agidine isn't flying that Super Saber. I really do.' Vivian thought, waving at the lead pilot. "Hey Vivi, heading out in this soup?" She nodded, "Yeah, Hama was feeling crappy earlier. So I thought a couple hours on patrol would do her some much needed good." Glancing out as the rain started, she heard their Super Wasp beinging set on the launcher. "You want one of mine to be your wing?" Vivian shook her head while heading toward the fighter, "Nah, we're good, should be a night with this storm. But if not, we've got it." she said over a shoulder with a slight wave.

Letting her gaze run over the fighter, Vivian touched a finger to her palm. Which powered up the main systems and began the automated pre-flight check. 'Hope the SFX-140D Jock can deal with the weather and me. If I find him.' she thought, sighing. "Hama, was your brother ever a flyer? Like with videogames and such." Climbing into the cockpit Vivian settled the helmet over her head and sighed. Resting her hands on the controls, running her own personal check list. With several breathes to focus her nerves she closed her eyes. 'The fight is close and I have to fend him off.' she mused, hearing the munitions beinging loaded.

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“Yeah, I thought so too. You have lungs of steel Vivian.”

Hamakaze continued to follow Vivian through the airship carrier and finally to the catwalk. At that moment the young co-pilot waved eagerly, almost jumping in the air with every wave, at the arriving SFX-180 Super Wasps returning from their mission. It was obvious that Hamakaze enjoyed the skies, more than being cooped up in one place, since her demeanor changed drastically.

As Vivian started the ignition and proceeded with her flight check Hamakaze started on her co-pilot routine by popping a piece of gum in her mouth. A few engineers moved equipment carts away from the catwalk Hamakaze flagged them down.

“Ey! Is this your first time servicing our fighter? Give me extra rounds...”

“Ma’am, we have already loaded the ammunition…”

“Oi!” Hamakaze popped a bubble with her gum and simply removed two ammunition cartridges from the cart as she stowed them in compartments located in her co-pilot seat at the far back of the cockpit. There was an extra cartridge for the sub machine gun and the primary gun Vivian controlled. Once everything was in order Hamakaze put on her pilot jacket over her jumpsuit and her pilot helmet that would allow her to communicate.

When Vivian asked about her brother she froze for a minute and smiled before chewing her gum to calm her nerves. It felt nice being able to talk to Vivian at a personal level of their relationship. Recalling the first time she arrived and was assigned to be Vivian’s bunkmate it was difficult for Hamakaze to say a word without being nervous. As the years went by and they rotated bunkmates Hamakaze was more secure about herself as a pilot.

“Well, our father was a mercenary fighter pilot. He trained me starting at 15 years old until I was 18. As soon as my brother turned 15 he went from flight simulation games to learning how to operate our father’s aircraft only for a year tho since our father died...I inherited our late father’s aircraft. My brother should be 18 right now...his birthday would have been 4 months ago now that I think about it.” Hamakaze popped another bubble, “What about your sister, Vivian? Was she into aircraft too? How old is she? Lilia was it?..I think I overheard you say her name when you talked to another pilot about her, sorry for eavesdropping!”

Hamakaze continued with her co-pilot check by rotating the sub machines and matching the timing between the heads-up-display and their actual movements for accuracy. Secondly, she checked the rear semi-automatic sub machine gun and the scope for launching heat flares to prevent a rear end assault. Lastly, she checked the navigation gps system and the backup compass navigation system by pulling out a solar powered glass map, the size of a notebook, with touch screen interaction that displayed real world map coordinates.

Pressing down a switch on her control panel Hamakaze opened a comm-signal to the control tower and spoke, “Hamakaze Cnyte to control, All systems checked. Over and out.”

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Re: Lost Connection

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Dropping to just above the tree tops, Agidine glanced about as his mental radar blares softly. "Okay, what caused it to sound?" he asked aloud. Seeing nothing close by, he switched a display to radar and double checked the area. Not see anything on the radar, he shelved it deciding to worry about it later on. Once reaching about a hundred and seventy miles from the enemy base, he launched the missile sized ucav. Watching it break and zoom away, Agidine firewalled it thinking that if he gets there before a fighter takes off he might maybe able to get pot shots in.

Thinking back to flight sims he played, Agidine wondered if it was all just a test for something bigger. Shaking his head at that, he wished that Hamakaze had taken him with her when she left. 'But she didn't and whatever the reason it was her's not mine.' Agidine thought, as miles dropped away. Flexing his hand, he scanned the area again. Recalling the mental radar blare from earlier. "Still nothing. It wouldn't blare without a solid reason." he said, taking his gaze out of the cockpit and scanning around the Super Saber.
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Vivian just keyed the mic once, mulling over what Hamakaze said. 'Wonder if Agidine was any good?' she wondered as munitions crew moved to the fighter. Feeling the Super Wasp's engines beginning to spool up, she thought of Lilia again. "She was a junior in college when I left. Don't remember if she was ever keen on flying. How was your brother on the flight sims?" Vivian asked, pushing the throttle to the firewall. Hearing the engines roar, she smiled remembering her days of watching older fighters leave her family's private airport. 'Love that sound, reminds me of the good days.' she mused to herself.

The lights above the hanger opening started to flash. Vivian chuckled, which she noticed sounded a tad evil. "Almost." she states, while non launcher crew moved away from the fighter. Tightening her grip on the controls Vivian cracked her neck. Then, almost instantly, she pressed hard against the seat as the Super Wasp was launched out of the hanger. Pulling into a climbing turn, she pulled up the flight path of the Super Wasp flight she chatted with. "If the Super Saber Jock was coming, he'd follow this path. Maybe." Vivian said glancing over the tactical display, trying to predict the enemy fighter's course.

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Hamakaze always admired Vivian’s piloting technique, her confidence as a pilot was evident in how quickly the Super Wasp vertically ascended, and she was the fastest on record down to the millisecond. All of the young co-pilot’s worries were wiped away once they were airborne, the sensation was that of a vertical drop on a roller coaster, it would make anyone’s adrenaline start pumping. With another year of co-piloting Hamakaze could finally graduate as Vivian’s protege and take on a fighter of her own as an extra wing.

“A junior eh? Lilia must have graduated by now….” Hamakaze didn’t want to ask about Lilia further since Vivian last visited her sister after serving 4 years just for a brief moment and it has been 3 years since. Another year would allow everyone to visit family again from their 4 year-at-a-time contracts starting at the age of 17 for most. There is only a small handful of pilots like Vivian who have 7 years on their shoulders who are 24 years old.

The storm clouds were spreading further out as the wind began to pick up, a few flashes of lightning illuminated the dark clouds miles away. Hamakaze checked the heads-up display for their flight path until red text began flashing in bold letters reading ‘ALERT’ with a simple press on the screen a message began to scroll which Hamakaze promptly read it out loud.

“Intel update. Allied vessel ECHO-1-DELTA-4-5-8 has been attacked by an enemy missile fired from an identified aircraft SIERRA-FOX-XRAY-1-4-0-DELTA. Longitude 15 degrees west from the Coast of Sur. Over.”

A sigh of relief escaped Hamakaze’s lips the Coast of Sur was still 30 minutes away from their current location and there was still time to plan an attack. The allied aircraft vessel E1D458 was one the bigger ships with anti-aircraft target missiles that would allow enough time for support cover.

“The weather told us to leave early for a reason, we wouldn’t have made our target on time…”Hamakaze placed her hands on her sides holding the sub-machine gun control sticks with her index fingers close to the trigger, “There is a study that states males having better hand and eye coordination than females. My brother scored 92% in flight simulators while I scored 78% at his age. Our father tried to encourage his abilities with these adorable metallic stickers with olive branches in a form of a semi circle. He ended up pasting these stickers all over the wings of my aircraft back home. I hope he enrolled into college, it would be for the best since he wanted to be an engineer ever since he was into the maintenance of that old aircraft...”

It dawned on Hamakaze once again that the aircraft she left behind was the same model as their target but she couldn’t dare tell Vivian this detail since it was only a coincidence. Thinking about it more made Hamakaze sad again as it would be a total waste to neutralize an aircraft that was so close to family.

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"Damn, big ship with AA weaponry, so much for the stand off approach. Better get close." Agidine said with grunt. After reading the report from the ucav, he added a course correction to the ucav's flight navigation. Seeing the coast of Sir, he took the weapons from stand by to armed and rolled his shoulders. Glancing back as the rain started Agidine wondered if his step-father would approve of his actions. Though, if he was honest, he didn't much care for the man. Sure he took good care of his mother and him, but he wasn't his father, he was the main reason he flies. 'It's Hama, that's why I fly, that's why I can't think of parting with this Super Saber. Because this fighter was hers. And that's all I need for now.' Agidine thought, sighing.

Minutes later, his mental radar glared again only louder. Returning his gaze forward, Agidine saw the outline of another fighter. "Super Wasp, damn." Ruling out the strike part of the mission, he manauvered till he was head-on with the fighter. Holding his fighter steady Agidine watched variants of his open moves play out his mind. 'Whatever I do next is up to the other pilot.'
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Listening to the update, Vivian armed the fighter's main weapons and heard a long beep in her helmet. Looking up, she saw an outline approaching and then realized what it was. "Super Saber, he's here, damn." she stated, putting the fighter on it's wing. Watching the Super Saber mirror her, she noticed Hamakaze's favorite mark over the nose. "Damn it, it's him Hama." Vivian said, looking at her co-pilot through the small side mirror. 'How will she take it? And he will make me shoot him down?' Shoving those thoughts to the backburner, she pulled the fighter around as the Super Saber leveled out for a moment. Which was curious to her, making her wonder why he didn't continue his roll.
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Agidine froze when Hamakaze's mark on the backseater's helmet. "Hamakaze." he said. As thoughts over ran his mind, he closed his eyes and felt disconnected. 'Do I have to kill her?' he asked himself. 'Do you want to kill her?' 'No.' 'Then shoot to wound.' Once that voice vanished, Agidine rolled his Super Saber on it's wing and pulled in to climbing turn. "Shoot to wound, I can do that." he stated.
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Seeing the Super Saber start to climb, Vivian moved to follow it. Watching the radar guided gun sight dance she pushed more thrust from the fighter. Recalling the few times she'd fought against Super Sabers, the Alpha and Beta model in her early years, Vivian wondered if Agidine could push it to its limits. 'Come on, give me a tone.' she encouraged silently. But Hamakaze's brother jinked away, turning his turn into a partial loop. Once she had the fighter level, she grunted softly. 'Not bad.' Then Vivian was chasing Agidine through a continual set of hard hitting moves. "He's crazy for pulling these moves as hard as he's doing. He sure not making this easy."

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The Captain of Vessel E1D458 looked through a pair of high end binoculars that automatically tracked the movements of any moving object systematically through the viewer. A smirk twisted under his thick salt and pepper colored mustache before he spoke,

“So, our allies sent their best fighter?”

“Sir, the best on their ship! First Class Pilot Vivian Qu, she takes out entire airfleets with her expert pilot skills solo, sir!” The first mate responded.

“Then how is it that a B-grade aircraft is keeping up with all her flight patterns?” The Captain was on point after his several years of experience observing dog fights between aircrafts.

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Hamakaze focused on their target with her index finger over the trigger ready to fire at any given moment. As the fighters faced each other on and shifted their aircraft’s alignment to parallel each other, Vivian shouted the words "Damn it, it's him Hama." , time simply stopped for Hamakaze. In the instant that Agidine noticed the olive branch crest on the co-pilot’s helmet he would have noticed Hamakaze mouth Agidine... and at that exact moment she pulled the trigger accidentally setting off the sub-machine guns in front of the Super Wasp aimed at nothing but the storm approaching even closer.

Rain hit the cockpit windshield of the Super Wasp almost at a downpour that startled Hamakaze in her seat, as Vivian continued her flight pattern the rain was not enough to stop the fight. Even as Vivian glanced at Hamakaze she still held the same blank expression of being completely shocked. What was seconds in the fight felt like moments in Hamakaze's mind when she realized that this was more than just coincidence and that it was very much real.

In the back of Hamakaze’s mind she was recalling the last time she saw her brother at home. It was way past midnight and the Commander had secretly given her a report document with blacked-out information and photographs of the war and destruction just a few miles from their home. The decision was very clear for Hamakaze, in order protect the future of her dear brother, she needed to help end the war and push back the enemy from hurting civilians. Hamakaze grabbed the keys to her jeep and snuck into Agidine’s room sitting by his bed side for a moment before she whispered quietly,

“Listen Agidyne, soon I'm going have disappear for something very important. And if I don't come back, I want to find me with my Super Saber...”Hamakaze leaned in and kissed her brother on the lips while he slept feeling a massive weight on her shoulders,”...if I don’t come back in 4 years...ok?”

Hamakaze felt that if she was ever M.I.A. , Aigidine would have received a notice from the Captain, and he would be able to find her in enemy territory; she never once doubted her abilities as a pilot so the thought of being K.I.A. never crossed her mind. Hamakaze thought of what transpired next, when she first arrived on the ship and she received direct orders from the Commander, meeting her bunkmate for the first year in service---Vivian Qu and that at that point reality struck.

“Vivian!” Hamakaze shouted almost screaming into the mic integrated into her helmet coming back to reality, “It is him! My brother, Aigidine!”

What Hamakaze was about to say next would be a major insult to Vivian’s pride as a pilot, “He is going to try to cripple you so pull us closer to the Coast past the treeline and into the clearing...If you get a clear shot perhaps you can cripple him instead…” The last words that came out lacked confidence followed by tears that rolled down the co-pilot’s cheeks--her brother became the enemy in this war.

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The captain continued to observe the fight and shouted, “What the hell?! What is she aiming at? Get me The Commander on the hotline!”

“Sir, yes sir!” The first mate grabbed a red phone and dialed The Commander’s direct line.

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Admiring the other pilot's skills with a sense of situational detachment, Agidine released a held breath. Making his fighter flip nose for, he depressed the trigger of the internal Gatling gun as the other did the same. Feeling the dance up the port nacelle, he immediately broke from fight and leveled out. Cutting the damaged engine off, Agidine glanced to the display and saw that the Ultra Sparrow had completed it's mission. 'Now it's outbound.' he thought, pushing the visor up and disarming the weapons. Looking back, Agidine noticed that the engine trailing dark smoke. Opening a damage report he sees that a shell had tagged one of the afterburner containers. "Fight's over, won't be able to return to base. Guess I'm a captive now."
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Vivian felt the fighter shutter violently as the Gatling shells marched up the starboard engine. Leveling next to the Super Saber, she shutdown the damaged engine. "Guess he was having the same thought Hama. Managed to nail an engine when he flipped over." Vivian states neutrally. Heaving a calming breath she removed her air mask. "What are going to do with him? Pretty sure he'd be sent to the brig for what he's done. Might be able to lighten any other punishment the commander might give. Let's hope the commander is understanding." she added, watching the Super Saber drop back.
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Falling to the trail position, Agidine used the signal light to tap out, "After you." Taking the air mask off, wondered what will happen to him.
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After seeing the messenge, Vivian led the Super Saber to her base at slow cruise. "Base, be advised that we are bringing in a captured SFX-140D. Have security ready on arrival." Vivian reported, glancing back at Hamakaze again. 'She's crying, wondering what he's doing now?'
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Agidine ran through several different lines of thoughts, weighing what they might do against what he might do, as he readied himself for the worst. 'Really don't want to die right now. Still have things to do and see.' he mused. Locking the Super Saber's databases up he rolled his shoulders.
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With base just a few miles out, Vivian glanced to the trailing Super Saber and said, "Hamakaze, once we land I want you to let me deal with the commander about Agidine. You're to close to think or act reasonable." She heard the authority seep in to her voice.

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Hamakaze secured her airmask as the Super Saber and the Super Wasp danced in the sky, the rain continued and the lightening grew closer, just as Vivian successfully shut down one of the Super Saber’s engine the storm passed by. The lightening was now at the coast and if it wasn’t enough to end the dogfight lightning suddenly struck the forest catching a treetop on fire. Hamakaze closed her eyes as if it would stop the tears, her breathing had become irregular, and she knew it was all real. As the Super Wasp began to cruise back to base a thousand things ran through the young co-pilot’s mind.

“It is all my fault, Vivi. I should have just faced the music and told Argidine that I accepted a contract as a Pilot at a classified location and that I would be able to visit him after 4 years—but he would have argued with me and I just didn’t want to hear what I already knew…I just wanted to protect our family” Hamakaze bit her bottom lip until it bled, “…he is all grown up now and he made his own decision to be a part of this war.”

The rain clouds began to clear for a moment as sunlight illuminated their path, while this fight may have ended, the war was still ongoing and it would take some time until the proper terms were met on both sides of the battle. On a smaller scale of events Argidine would now be kept as a prisoner of war on the ship Hamakaze has served for over 3 years. Removing the air mask from her face Hamakaze calmly spoke to Vivian as blood trickled down from her lip.

“What will the Commander do to him? Tell me.”

In the many years that Vivian and Hamakaze shared together this was the first time a sense of hostility was felt between them. It was not enough just to question her piloting abilities she took Argidine’s capture as a personal attack. The doe eyed eager co-pilot was no longer there but rather a protective older sister who felt quite offended of the present situation.

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“Commander, this is the Captain of Vessel E1D458. I thought you sent me a rookie Pilot but it looks like the situation is under control. It seems Miss. Qu is taking the Super Saber as a prisoner back to base.”

“Impossible. Qu always neutralizes her targets.” The Commander mused.

“Well, this is a little different both Pilots were on par with one another. Good to see you keep your pilots well trained. I will exclude this from my initial report and trust that you will handle it.”

“Very well.” The Commander hung up.

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"Not sure, but any other pilot would be interrogated for any useful Intel." Vivian stated, taking the sudden change in stride. Understanding Hamakaze's reasons for it, she saw the base in the distance and looked back. Wondering what Agidine was thinking she sighed, seeing every possibilty play out in her mind. 'Ok Agidine I'm going to try and help you. Don't be difficult.' she thought. The closer they got, the more Vivian was hoping that Agidine would cooperate. "This is Control, have the Super Saber come in first. Security is in place." "Roger." Letting the fighter drift behind the other, Vivian sent the messenge.
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Agidine, once he got the messenge, dropped the Super Saber to just few hundred feet above the ground. Taking the datapad with his missions recorded on it, he slid it into a pocket. After what seemed like long seconds, Agidine landed his fighter in the hanger. As it automatically parked in a free spot, he removed his helmet and other identifying badges. Storing them in the flight bag, he placed them in the rear seat. Heaving a sigh, he hopped out of the cockpit as the anti thieft system powered up. Looking the people there he rolled his shoulders and went to parade rest.
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Leaping from the Super Wasp after landing next the Super Saber, Vivian saw Agidine standing there. Almost like he was waiting for whatever happens. "Is this him?" She nods at the head guard, approaching Agidine slowly she watched for sudden movements. "Name and rank, sir?" "Agidine Cnyte, Freelance mercenary." 'He's a mercenary?' Vivian thought hiding her surprise. Hearing the surprised murmurs race through the hanger, she glanced to see the commander and XO enter from a side door.
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Watching the base commander and XO enter, Agidine took the pad out and held it at his side. Staring straight ahead he avoided looking at Hamakaze. Figuring that it wouldn't help him with his situation anyway. As the XO came closer Agidine held out the pad, "A list of missions I've done since junior year of highschool. And if you were hoping for names, you'd be outta luck. But I will tell you that both sides of this war, your Command and your enemy, have paid me for my services." he states bringing his other hand. "I believe there's a brig cell with my name on it, sir." Once he was ziptied, Agidine lets himself be lead away.
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Vivian looked at the XO with an eyebrow raised, "With this he won't be interrogated, but he will be held. For how long I don't know." See the man walk back to the commander, she glanced back the fighter, 'Apparently he didn't much hop from me after. Though they won't like not having names of the people who hired him.' Vivian thought. After a few moments she heard the XO say, "Tell Hamakaze she will be able to see him in a few hours." "Sir." Given that her co-pilot was just in earshot, she didn't need to her anything.

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Upon arrival on base Hamakaze never felt the need to want to return to her quarters before until today, the skies always felt like home something she shared with her father at first later with Vivian, and in the end when she swore she would protect her family only to fail. For a moment Hamakaze watched her brother step out of the Super Saber with a sense of independence, still a teenage boy in age, but the expression on his face revealed that he had seen war. Calm and collected he explained his position in the war to the surrounding personnel and his eyes never met hers. A sense of disappointment made Hamakaze’s heart beat a little faster and all she could do next was wait for the situation at hand to resolve.

An engineer by the name of Torig hovered over Hamakaze’s face and smiled, “You can get out of the Super Wasp now.”

“Ah, right.” Hamakaze smiled and when she did a single tear rolled down her face.

“Ehh..don’t cry.” Torig pouted.

“Sorry! It’s nothing!”

Hamakaze took off her helmet and took the engineer’s hand as she got out of the cockpit only to retract it for a moment out of embarrassment until she was suddenly hugged by him. At that moment Hamakaze truly wanted to cry again but she knew nothing would come from it and if she wanted to be a stand-alone pilot she had to put aside her emotions. Hamakaze broke the embrace and stepped out down a stair platform smiling sincerely to Torig.

“Thanks.”

“Anytime” Torig blushed while rubbing the back of his neck and returned to his duties.

As Hamakaze walked by Vivian she caught what she needed to hear about Argidine and from what the intel was being shared it almost seemed as if everyone was in on the whole situation. Had the Super Saber been ID’ed properly it would have listed Hamakaze as the owner of the aircraft making the whole scenario suspicious but beyond a co-pilot’s control. Not to mention the fact that Argidine has served both sides that would allow him to be sanctioned for his services.

After a few hours XO showed up at Hamakaze’s quarters only to be startled by the blank expression on her face--almost as if she were a ghost. Not a single word was exchanged as she made her way down the cold steel walled hallway towards the prisoner cells with XO at her heels unsure of what to say to break the silence. Hamakaze entered Argidine’s cell and as the door slid closed behind her she stared coldly at Argidine who was simply sitting on a steel bench with his fingers intertwined across his lap. This was not the family reunion she anticipated in the last three years and only the decisions the siblings made were to blame their present meeting inside a prison cell.

“....”

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Re: Lost Connection

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Agidine heard the door open and close, looking up he stared at Hamakaze with a neutral expression. 'Pretty.' he thought. Standing he stretched,which popped joints that hadn't been decompressed since before the dogfight, he hooked a thumb in the waist of his flight suit. Walking closer to her, Agidine reached up and ran a finger across her cheek. "Hi Hama." he said softly, wondering if she was pissed at him for not staying out of the war. But as he saw it, he wouldn't have been able to find her. To much redtape to do it from the outside with a war going on. So the choice he had was to join the fray and hope to run across her eventually. Even if it took about four years and hundred of missions to do it.
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Vivian sat in front of the com unit with her video inbox open to an old video. 'What are you doing now Lilia? Did find the reason for living that you were searching for?' she mused. Sighing, she dialed the one number that she hadn't used in years. "Yes, Valkyrie mercenary air unit?" "Connect me with Lilia Qu." she said, leaning back. "That will take a few minutes ma'am." "I can wait." Once the vanished from the screen, Vivian swung back and forth. Wondering how Hamakaze and Agidine were doing in the brig. "At least Lilia knew where I was going when I left. But we didn't leave on the best terms. Me leaving because I refused to bend to our grandfather's dictate." she said softly.
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Wondering what's going through his sister's head, Agidine retracted his hand and sighed. He knew that the time apart had changed him. He wasn't the same younger brother that she knew when she left. Turning, he pushed the sleeves of his undershirt up and saw the tattoo he got on dare, 'LIGHT FIRE DARKNESS' 'If only I knew why I still try to desect that kiss. It's not like we could actually date, that would weird people out of their ever loving minds,' Agidine thought, as he ran a finger over it. 'But it doesn't mean I haven't thought about it once or twice over the years.' Another sigh slipped through his lips at his last thought. He shook his head and said more to himself, "Guess I am a lovesick pup for even considering that idiotic thought."

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Hamakaze watched Agidyne stand up, he was taller than her now and practically towering over her, every movement he made was thought out and he held himself with a sense of masculine pride. That sense of pride was diminished a bit as he rubbed the middle of his back with his thumb nonchalantly in a strange poised position that tied into his childhood; it was like watching him get up after studying for High school exams and later raided the fridge for milk to drink out the carton. Hamakaze flinched from Agidyne’s touch against her lightly freckled cheek as her green eyes looked into his with a sense of curiosity. Three years really changed the both of them but those changes were more distinct with the mercenary pilot standing in a cell completely detached from the war but with a sense of duty, and the co-pilot in the stages of becoming an independent fighter with the guidance of her highly admired fighter pilot.

“Well, as your older sister I cannot be disappointed in you. If our father was still alive he would be very proud. He always wanted me to follow in his footsteps initially...but I am not a mercenary.”

Without a second to spare Hamakaze grabbed Agidyne’s under shirt collar and pulled him down to her eye level turning slightly red with anger, “Are you crazy?! What if Pilot Qu shot you down the moment she locked her target on the Super Saber? Our mission was to neutralize the target and she hesitated…”

“I never told her we had a Super Saber model fighter….tho.” Hamakaze blinked for a moment as she sorted her thoughts, “I did mention the olive branch crest so she put two and two together right at the last minute!...” She began shaking him back and forth from the collar until tears began to form in the corner of her eyes which she hid by hugging him at the neck tenderly. After a few minutes Hamakaze released her brother and pouted at him with big green eyes.

“Why couldn’t you wait 4 years?”

---


Lilia Qu followed her grand father’s wishes of being in the medical profession attending the same university for 6 years. As a part an accelerated Doctoral program Lilia was required to serve for Doctors without Borders as a medic in different mercenary organizations. After the first year Qu was transferred to 3 different units with the current one being Valkyrie mercenary air unit aboard an advanced airship flight-vessel located at a remote location above the ground hidden among the clouds.

In a small office with a large window overlooking a mountain range Lilia finished bandaging a young injured male pilot. “Let the blood clot a bit before laying down. If you need to change the bandages just let the nurse know and she will change them for you, ok? I have authorized a rest period of a week so return on the last day for a follow up.”

“Thank you, Doctor.”

“I am here to help”

After her patient left a red haired nurse in a white uniform entered the office. “Miss Qu, you have a call from a classified Military Vessel.”

“Alright,” Lilia picked up the phone receiver and answered the blinking light by pressing it, “Hello? This is Lilia Qu”


(ooc: We somehow both started misspelling Agidyne from the original post... ._.)

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"You said find you, not wait for you, Hama." Agidine states, replaying the dogfight. "And when I saw her, I got the feeling that she had already guessed who I was. You talk in your sleep sometimes, if I remember correctly. And hesitating doesn't take out an engine, it gets you killed. You know that." he added. Staring into those green eye, he felt brother part of him start fading away. As if it knew what was coming next. 'So you're going.' Agidine thought. "You were young and you knew that she wasn't blood related. It was always temporary." The part stated, but it sounded far away. Turning Agidine sat back down and stretched out. "So other than today, how have you been?" he asked, resting against the wall.

'What will happen now?' Agidine mused, glancing at the barred window. Crossing hands behind his head, he started to run through the list of things he'd need to fix the Super Saber. The only thing he figured that could give him trouble was the engine, since there wasn't many working ones left. "When I get out,where am I going to find a working engine? Or do I just bite the bullet and get two newer ones?" Agidine asked himself aloud.
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"It's Vivian, decided to check in and see how you were." Vivian said, sliding an earpiece in her ear. Getting up, she started to pack a go bag. Something was off, the recent dogfight made her wonder how secure the was. Because if Hamakaze's brother could sent on a sortie that bought him here. Who else could be sent here. Pausing, she glanced to her personal datapad to see if the two single seat Super Wasps she brought for when Hama got her wings arrived yet. 'In another day or so they'll be here.' Vivian mused, pulling out her second helmet. Taking some tools from a drawer she removed a military tracker inside of it. Tossing over her shoulder, she installed a duel purpose radio kit, so that she contact Agidine's fighter if he gets released from the brig.

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“Eh…” Hamakaze blushed knowing fully well that she did talk in her sleep but she never knew what kind of things she would say, not that Agidyne told her any details before until he made it obvious that she may have said things about her father. Vivian was most likely not planning to reveal the details of what she heard either considering it was private information, it would also explain why they never talked about personal things before today. With another year everything Agidyne knew about dogfights would begin to make more sense to Hamakaze who only had experience in flying the Super Saber and co-piloting the Super Wasp. The war was not over, even in this tiny cell without a single sound from the outside could mask the warfare, it was thousands of miles away and it has lasted for the past 30 years.

For as long Hamakaze could remember her father was always a mercenary ever since her biological mother died from the childbirth of her unborn brother. Three years later Hamakaze had a new step mother along with a younger step brother who lost his father in the war. During a long a winter the Cnyte Family were shut into their home, a cabin at the base of the mountain hidden among trees, it was nice at first since Agidyne’s mother always kept a stock of food and supplies as a precaution from the war until she became severely ill. None of the medications in their supply worked and she really needed to see a doctor to diagnose her properly. The Super Saber’s engines were entirely frozen over from the blizzard storms and as soon as Hamakaze’s father defrosted the aircraft he took off to find a doctor. Several doctors were too afraid to fly in the most horrific weather of the century once the storm calmed a doctor was brought into the Cynte’s family home only discover that Agidyne’s mother had stage 4 lobar pneumonia that would require treatments at a well equipped hospital. Agidyne and Hamakaze we left alone at home at ages of 13 and 16 to fend for themselves during the remaining winter which allowed them bond with one another as they studied, cooked, and fall asleep reading books by the fireplace. Once spring melted the snow they never heard from their parents and it wasn’t until Hamakaze’s birthday that their father returned alone explaining to his children that their mother had died--having lost a second wife he was unable to cope unless he was fighting in the war. Hamakaze’s father took a 2 year leave of absence to spend time with both of his children on weekends while working for a nearby mill transporting logs for construction. In those 2 years Hamakaze took the time to support her brother in anything he wanted well aware that he was alone without her and their father. At the end of the last year the family of 4 were now left with two siblings and it was at that moment that Hamakaze wanted to end the war for good to protect her brother.

Hamakaze took off her flight jacket and rolled her bare shoulders still wearing a black sleeveless form fitting jumpsuit from before. Sitting next to Agidyne she placed the jacket neatly folded on the opposite side of her. Her right shoulder leaned on to Agidyne’s left arm and she rested her head on his shoulder, feeling the same comfort during the winter when their parents were gone and they were reading books to pass time only to fall asleep leaning against each other waiting, only this time it was Agidyne that was the bigger build with the shoulder to lean on. As Agidyne talked about repairing the Super Saber, nothing seemed to matter anymore now that they were reunited, and it was almost as if he was distracting himself with his duties as a mercenary.

“I did tell you to look for me, Agi...in case I was ever in trouble past my 4 year contract. I wanted to protect you. I miss you so much…” Hamakaze lifted her head from his shoulder and looked over to Agidyne intently, “I can’t live without you, Agidyne. I love you.”


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“Hmm, I was wondering when you were ever going to call me, Vivi. I figured it was only a matter of time until I found you at my medical table if it ever have to come down to that for us to chat. Then again you’re as stubborn as ever and I am sure that would never happen--just like you never went to go visit the old man.”

Lilia Qu was as tough as nails just like her older sister except she was more blunt with her choice of words while Vivian was more passive about what she had to say.

“As a reward for contacting me, I will give you my personal line, Vivi. You can reach me at any of your classified locations--why the hell is that even a thing? This 30 year war may never end it is not a secret that The United Earth Federation and The Civil Earth Alliance will ever come to terms...one wants military power and the other wants independence from the military by using their own military to gain control first!..I can only wonder who you serve and I have a 50/50 chance of guessing right.”

A pause was held between the sisters as Lilia let that sit in Vivian’s mind for a bit before she sat on her desk with the phone in hand, “The mercenary organizations may be profiting from this war but in the end there is a few able pilots and crew who want to get caught in the middle. It’s only a matter of time until they are mistaken in the conflict only to die for rewards their families would never benefit from. Family is everything, I don’t understand why you ignored us for so long. I want to know that you’re okay Vivi...I mean it!”

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"I know." Agidine looked up, and sighed softly. Since his mother's death, he has chosen to not say those three words. He isn't sure out respect or fear not have mean the same to the other person. But he knows he still feels the emotion assocated with the word 'love'. Being here with Hamakaze like this was nice, he'd actually missed this. Though he could've wished it didn't involve him get caught and getting the fighter damage, but he knew beggers can't be choosers. Letting an arm drape over her shoulder, he closed eyes and squeezed gently. 'All I want, is right here. Just me and Hamakaze, everything else can handle themselves.' Agidine thought, when a knock sounded.

"The maintenance crew wondered if there anything they could do for.you?" Just opening an eye halfway, he saw the maintenance chief there. "Just access to tools whenever I am allowed to out of here for allotted walk around." Shutting the eye again Agidine heard the man leave. 'What to do about the Super Saber?' That thought returned along with a few others, mainly to bug him. Shoving them back, he decided to deal with them later. When he wasn't in a cell for God knows how long.

Drawing small circles on Hamakaze's bicep, Agidine started to chuckle. "Thought you wanted to be a pilot? Why were you playing backseater in the Super Wasp?"
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"Habit and tradition Lili, people like things a certain way. Even if it's stupid. And I wasn't ignoring you , just our bastard of grandfather. Would've called earlier but I had things to do and pilots to train up." Vivian replied. Pausing what she doing, she watched a flight of Mega Raiders pass her window. 'Really should've called her before now.' Vivian thought, resuming. "So other than being annoyed at my prolonged lack of contact, how have you been?" Finishing with the helmet, she sets it aside and takes an other flight suit. Adding all the spare gear she bought, she lays over the go bag and looks around. 'All set.' Vivian mused, grinning.

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Hamakaze noticed her brother was holding back by distracting himself with what he needed to do next as a mercenary rather than talk to her like he normally did back home. The war changed him more than she could ever imagine if anything he started to seem more like their father. A sigh escaped her lips as she picked up her feet and brought her knees against her chest hugging her legs with her arms in a seated position; she normally put herself in this position whenever she needed to think deeply about anything out of habit and she failed to look at the maintenance chief when he checked in.

“Hmm, when I first arrived I did my flight test against another recruit and I was surpassed in the final grade. As a result I was given the position of a co-pilot so that I can improve my skill in strategic flight patterns and by the end of the year I will be able to fly on my own. I have a lot to learn still, according to you.”

Agidyne's touch was comforting to say the least but something was amiss with how he was responding and she probably expected that there were more things to say. Hamakaze slipped her thumb partially between her lips, she bit hard as she stared off into the distance reminding herself that this was still real; just like she did before in their dogfight earlier when she bit her lip until it bled. Three years worth of missions allowed Hamakaze to see death in the skies and there were times where Vivian Qu had close calls if she was overwhelmed by multiple enemy targets.

“Even still, I am glad Pilot Qu clipped you in the end. I can still catch up...to you and her with time...I am so tired of this war...will it ever end?”

___

“I am healthy if that’s what you’re asking, I am sure you get enough intel on me to know that answer. I am here for another month until I get dispatched somewhere else. I have to admit I enjoy the skies as much as you do at aerial airship carrier vessels rather the water ship vessels or mainland air bases--those tend to see a lot more action. In fact, I think I am going to be dispatched to a mainland mercenary base right after this.”

Lilia began to tap her desk with her index finger feeling the need to see her sister in person rather than catching up through the phone. “A pilot huh? I never knew what you were planning to do in this war but it makes the most sense at the moment. So tell me, how is training? I never thought of you as the teaching type. I bet they are all dumber now compared to when you first met them. Any success stories?”

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