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Chapter Four: JetPilot
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'NOW where are we going?' Michelle griped. The party had been flying in the Shadow Fire since the middle of the night, and the sun was just coming up.
'Be quiet...' Phil said, sighing.
'Hey, who do you think you are, Mr. Goth?'
'Just because you're some divine angel doesn't mean you have to be rude.' Phil said.
'Well put.' Garet added, and the Shadow Fire slowed. They were landing in the middle of a field, somewhere south of the Karagol Sea.
'We're here!' Michelle literally ejected herself from the aircraft, and landed face-first on the ground. 'That really kinda....er, hurt.'
'Well then, Michelle, you should be messing around with my aircraft.' Garet said, exiting through the hole where the seat blasted through. 'That's not gonna be easy to fix...'
'There's corn for miles around, Garet. Are you sure we're close?' Rita asked.
'Well, we should be. There's a farm where our own spies are hiding nearby. We can hide the Shadow Fire there.'
'Aren't you even the slightest bit concerned that we were seen landing?' Jason asked.
'Not really, as we DO have stealth, it IS hazy out, and Tolbi is 20 miles from here.' Garet replied, 'But there IS a chance that they could have watchposts around...so we gotta travel carefully.'
They neared the barn while towing the aircraft at about noon. Garet's co- workers welcomed them and put the Shadow Fire inside the barn for safe- keeping. As they walked away, the barn exploded in a ball of flame. Garet was aghast. More of Tolbi's work...
'You never know when they'll be around...' Phil said, turning to the group. 'We should watch our step...'
'David, you've been quiet. What's up?' Garet said, turning to him.
'Aw, nothing. I just don't have anything to say.' David said, smiling weakly.
'Yeah...that's how it is with everyone around these parts. They're suppressed! And that's the root of all evil.' Garet said.
'Onward march!' Garet said.
About two or three miles in, a beeping noise was heard from Jason's pocket. Jason looked surprised, and he pulled a small electronic device from his pocket. He tinkered with it for several seconds, and a whirring noise could be heard from the west.
'This my friends, is my own little invention. It's the Ragnarok, my own personal hovercraft.This should get us to Tolbi, should it not?'
'Fool! It's 90 degrees out and you made us walk all this way?' Phil snapped angrily.
'Well, at any cost, we should get in. Let's go...'
Chapter Four: JetPilot
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'NOW where are we going?' Michelle griped. The party had been flying in the Shadow Fire since the middle of the night, and the sun was just coming up.
'Be quiet...' Phil said, sighing.
'Hey, who do you think you are, Mr. Goth?'
'Just because you're some divine angel doesn't mean you have to be rude.' Phil said.
'Well put.' Garet added, and the Shadow Fire slowed. They were landing in the middle of a field, somewhere south of the Karagol Sea.
'We're here!' Michelle literally ejected herself from the aircraft, and landed face-first on the ground. 'That really kinda....er, hurt.'
'Well then, Michelle, you should be messing around with my aircraft.' Garet said, exiting through the hole where the seat blasted through. 'That's not gonna be easy to fix...'
'There's corn for miles around, Garet. Are you sure we're close?' Rita asked.
'Well, we should be. There's a farm where our own spies are hiding nearby. We can hide the Shadow Fire there.'
'Aren't you even the slightest bit concerned that we were seen landing?' Jason asked.
'Not really, as we DO have stealth, it IS hazy out, and Tolbi is 20 miles from here.' Garet replied, 'But there IS a chance that they could have watchposts around...so we gotta travel carefully.'
They neared the barn while towing the aircraft at about noon. Garet's co- workers welcomed them and put the Shadow Fire inside the barn for safe- keeping. As they walked away, the barn exploded in a ball of flame. Garet was aghast. More of Tolbi's work...
'You never know when they'll be around...' Phil said, turning to the group. 'We should watch our step...'
'David, you've been quiet. What's up?' Garet said, turning to him.
'Aw, nothing. I just don't have anything to say.' David said, smiling weakly.
'Yeah...that's how it is with everyone around these parts. They're suppressed! And that's the root of all evil.' Garet said.
'Onward march!' Garet said.
About two or three miles in, a beeping noise was heard from Jason's pocket. Jason looked surprised, and he pulled a small electronic device from his pocket. He tinkered with it for several seconds, and a whirring noise could be heard from the west.
'This my friends, is my own little invention. It's the Ragnarok, my own personal hovercraft.This should get us to Tolbi, should it not?'
'Fool! It's 90 degrees out and you made us walk all this way?' Phil snapped angrily.
'Well, at any cost, we should get in. Let's go...'
