Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20161111105839/@comment-26104528-20161226074539

"You don't have to prove a thing to me." Lucina shrugged, tapping on the holographic radar display to her left. On command, it turned into a globe with the course plotted out by Fritz on it. Right now, they were just about to fly over the continent's coastline.

"How old are you, late-teens, early twenties? I've been flying planes and kicking ass longer than you've been around. Let me tell you a few things I've learned from all that." she brushed her hair out of the way as she tilted the Adjutant away from a cloud.

"A spy, poser, or cherry in the Sahali Air Force will tell you there are 63 places that you can safely use as a bottle opener on a Thunderbird-class interceptor. Anyone whose flown at least once will use only 62 of them. The last one's used to weed out spies, posers, and cherries."

"Also, the only thing people care about more than mistakes you make, are how you respond to those mistakes."