Games
Characters: Cait, String, Dom
Category: gen Warning: none
Challenge: #8 Write the ending first Word Count: 100
"Even the Lady can't do some things a fixed-wing aircraft can do," Dom said firmly, his gray eyes laughing at the spirited conversation between String and Caitlyn. The two had been bickering over impossible moves for the entire flight.
"Exactly," Cait agreed saucily, laughter tingeing her voice at the unexpected assistance. "I mean, really, Hawke. The Lady is unmistakable the fasted, most dangerous, and most maneuverable helicopter in the world. But unfortunately, even she can't do everything."
"Let's see what she can do," String challenged, shifting his grip on the collective. The engines roared.
"Oh, my God! Hawke!" Cait screamed.