Looking Down

[smelltheashes]

The door opens from Milliways onto a chill evening somewhere in a vast and open space. "All right," says Shephard. "We're a good few miles outside'a what used t'be Fort Collins here. Doin' our best to build up our lines 'fore the big throw-down. Iffen it turns out you can't git yourself hidden, that's all right by me, I'll just take you back to Milliways. How's the place feel?"

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[smelltheashes]

The most sturdily built aircraft ever produced by the human race is the A-10 Warthog, a jet built and engineered such that it can lose up to 40% of its structural integrity and still stay in the sky long enough to make a safe landing. Like many helicopters, the Warthog's primary function is to make life on the ground as miserable as possible for enemy forces.

Unlike helicopters, the Warthog has wings. It was designed for stability, not maneuverability.

Nothing in the hunter-chopper's design specifications has ever included the possibility of having a chunk torn out of it by a massive lifeform close enough to disrupt all the delicate balance of forces acting on the chopper and the air around it. All it takes is one good shake of Kreyu's head to send the thing spiraling in very horrible patterns, sans a massive chunk of its tail.

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu spits out the chunk of helicopter and gives a victorious roar as the chopper begins its death spiral.

Just to make sure of the kill, her razor sharp tail cracks around like a whip, knocking the dying machine even further off kilter.

Keeping up her bestial act, she moves to flee with her "prey", a predator that's decided that the vultures and jackals are annoying enough that it would be better to go eat elsewhere.

[smelltheashes]

"[.... sounds like it's over,]" says Manny. "[Can I open my eyes now? Are we done?]"

[brave_kreyu]

"[It should be safe now,]" she replies as they flee into the night. (Not on a direct route to where the Resistance is based, of course.)

She spits, the taste of Combine technology lingering in her mouth. "[Bleck! Those things taste terrible!]" she grumbles.

[smelltheashes]

"[I'll take your word for it,]" says Manny. "[Never tried to lick one myself.]"

[brave_kreyu]

"[Licking wouldn't have been so bad, it's whatever is on the inside that tastes so vile,]" she clarifies.

Plastics, possibly, or something weirder. "[You didn't get hurt, did you?"] she inquires. "[I've never tried to fight while carrying a human before.]"

Humans are so terribly fragile in comparison to her or her brood-mates that she can't help but worry.

[smelltheashes]

"[I'm all right. Nothing bad enough to need a medkit,]" says Manny. "[But I'm gonna need a lie-down once we've given all the data to Sergeant Shephard.]"

Who will be waiting for them, not pacing but giving the impression that he would very much like to, when the dragon and her human companion finally return.

[brave_kreyu]

"[Understandable,]" Kreyu replies. "[You've been through quite a bit tonight.]"

Kreyu makes a graceful landing, and carefully sets Manny back on the ground. She turns to Shephard, "We acquired the information successfully, although there was a complication."

[smelltheashes]

Manny murmurs his thanks to Kreyu and strips the vid rig off his head, handing it and the camera to Shephard. "Here," he says in English. "Best I could do. It was the building, it should be enough. You owe me a hat."

"Will do," says Shephard, and turns to Kreyu. "Shit. What kind of complication? You need a medic or anything?"

[brave_kreyu]

"I am uninjured," she replies with a shake of her head. "One of the flying machines spotted us, the ones that make a whirring sound."

"It was too fast for us to flee safely, so I was forced to deal with the thing in melee." Carrying Manny, poor fellow.

[smelltheashes]

"... you beat the shit out of a helicopter?" says Shephard. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Nice work. I owe you a... shit. Do dragons drink beer?"

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu chuckles. "Its armor was no match for my teeth," she explains. "It did not do well once I took a large chunk out of its tail."

"I do drink beer," she replies with a smile. "And it's been a while since I've had some that was worth the name."

Atlantis tends to produce far more wine than beer, considering the climate.

[smelltheashes]

"In that case, soon as you'n me're both back at Milliways, I'mma git you a shitload of Millennium," says Shephard. "Strongest beer in the world. Sam Adams' coup de grace. Y'all earned it."