yellowthirteen (
yellowthirteen) wrote2010-03-19 04:25 pm
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The Fifth Sortie [Action/Voice]
[The winter's finally coming to a close and the weather's finally growing fairer. This draws the reclusive Yellow 13 out into the village. Winter was never his favorite season. The cold weather caused icing problems on many aircraft and snow frequently grounded his squadron's flights back in Erusea. Spring's coming was a wonderful thing.
Bored with mostly just reading fiction and studying the few aeronautics textbooks he managed to borrow from the library, Thirteen sought something different. Here he began browsing the shelves in the history section, where a couple of books caught his eye: Mobius: How a Single Fighter Plane Turned the Tide of the Usean Continental War and Operation Katina: Erusea's Last Stand.
He quickly picked up and checked out these books, and has since moved outside. He's heading for Good Spirits, where he plans on reading for awhile. Feel free to run into him on the way or bother him while he's there. After awhile, though, he'll pick up his journal and speak into it.
His voice carries with it a certain melancholy and fatigue, however.]
Has anyone arrived here... and learned the future of their world? Beyond the scope of what they could know? And has that... been a blessing or a curse?
Bored with mostly just reading fiction and studying the few aeronautics textbooks he managed to borrow from the library, Thirteen sought something different. Here he began browsing the shelves in the history section, where a couple of books caught his eye: Mobius: How a Single Fighter Plane Turned the Tide of the Usean Continental War and Operation Katina: Erusea's Last Stand.
He quickly picked up and checked out these books, and has since moved outside. He's heading for Good Spirits, where he plans on reading for awhile. Feel free to run into him on the way or bother him while he's there. After awhile, though, he'll pick up his journal and speak into it.
His voice carries with it a certain melancholy and fatigue, however.]
Has anyone arrived here... and learned the future of their world? Beyond the scope of what they could know? And has that... been a blessing or a curse?
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...I knew Erusea lost the war. But I really had hoped they would just surrender with dignity rather than drag out such a hopeless conflict.
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I'm just... disappointed in my country. To want to unleash the Megalith on the ISAF? Unthinkable, even if they were the enemy. And then the Federal Erusian Air Force High Command and Federal Erusian Navy rebelled against the armistice?
It was a lost cause. Farbanti and our nation had fallen. All it did was cost more lives... mostly Erusian.
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...Sometimes it's for the best. It's better to live to see it happen for yourself.
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Getting there is how you learn and how you grow.
[...His journey had ended in his homeworld, but it lived on here. Even if he could know his future here now, he would refuse it.]
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I did. And it was a good thing. I'd probably be driving myself crazy to get back otherwise. Or, well, more crazy. Why do you ask?
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...Because I recently learned about what happened to mine. Just was wondering if anyone else had.
I don't believe I've heard your voice before. I'm...
[He hesitates for a moment. Does he even feel like stating his rank and affiliation, given what he had just learned? ...Even if Erusea had gone down the wrong path and he was disappointed in a lot of the leadership, he decided he was still proud of his service to the people in his country.]
Major David Jordan, of the Federal Erusian Air Force. Most people call me Yellow 13.
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I'm Katara. I've only been here about a month now.
...why do they call you after a color? [Is it his hair?]
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I'm the flight leader of Erusea's 156th Tactical Fighter Wing. Officially, we're known as Aquila Squadron, but everyone, friend and enemy, knows us better as Yellow Squadron. We get the name from the yellow stripe on our aircraft's wings and tail.
I fly the number thirteen plane, so my callsign to my allies became "Yellow 13."
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I found out something happened that I really hoped wouldn't and when I think about that it kind of gets me down, but at the same time it's keep me from worrying about what's going to happen in the future.
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[...He's had mixed feelings about reading what he has. But even if he'll never live to see it, he still felt responsible to know what his actions may have brought about.]
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[This young soldier surely doesn't have his doubts about things that happened! Oh noooo, no, no, nooooo.]
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What had happened was out of my hands. But it is still regrettable. If I had been there maybe I could've done something. Stopped some fraction of it from happening.
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...But "close alternates?" Are you referring to the different worlds from which we all come from?
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That's a possibility I hadn't thought of at all. Saying that it's... a different reality with very similar circumstances...
Hm. Interesting.
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