Snippet #1999376

Thane made it back home in one piece, an easy enough feat for him, only to get assailed by his comrades in a flurry of voices. News from The Outlands, reports of rations, updates on the weather, the usual. However, something caught his eye. Through the door to the gang's garage, a new and yet somehow familiar shape appeared. The curved body of a helicopter stuck out like a sore thumb in the nearly dead world and it was a shape thane was glad to see. He could tell just by looking at it that the mechanics had been working on it for a long time and that it was in flyable condition. He looked to the gang's head mechanic who simply nodded as to say "Go on, take it." with a smile, Thane pushed his way into the open-roofed workshop and started the rotors. With a mixed roar of the engine and the gang cheering at it's success, the AH-6 Little Bird took to the sky. eeming that a flight over New Raven was enough for the test, he decided that he would buzz the mall only to find the four or so survivors penned up on the roof. Thane groaned in annoyance and picked up the transmitter's mouth piece.

Static crackled over the old radio as Thane tried to get it to work. Finally, a small yellow light lit up on the side of the mouth piece. He was transmitting. The thunderous roar of helicopter blades wasn't anything new to him, but hopefully, the others knew better than to try and knock it out of the sky. Hopefully. Finally in view of the horde on the street, the speaker on the bottom of the helicopter blared to life. "Hope you don't mind. Needed a little fresh air." He said, lowering to just over the mall's roof. He locked the gears into place for a steady hover and tossed a rope out each door of the small helicopter, each with a harness attached to the bottom. Then he stuck his head out the window and yelled down to Rowean and the others, "Two of you get strapped in and the other two hold on, I can pull you up!"