Planes: Crash and Burn

[Smitty the Airship Pirate]

*picks up a steak knife from the drawers in the stewardness's compartment.*

[Furnatic]

Vlad finishes his cigarette, tossing it onto the ground and stomping it out.  He pulls the ear-piece on his radio, shaking his head.  The headset was dead.  He pulls the plug, to keep in comms with his team.

"Colonel.  We are in contact is Pathfinder 2.  She is ready anytime we are.", crackles a deep, weasel voice.

Vlad takes up his radio.  "Good, good.  Inform them we are ready as well.  Have the captain go to the appropriate attitude, and after wards, have Nastsha take the stick.  We'll need her for this.  No one has yet to attempt a mid-air refuel between that modfied Antonov AH-124, and a 747.  I want this done right, the first time.  Otherwise, we won't have enough fuel to get home."

"Yes sir."

Vlad thinks for a second.  "Phoenix Team, report."

Six okays came in over the radio.

"Phoenix team, priority is as follows, defend the cockpit for the next 30 minutes.  Preparations are in order for the refuel.  Deadly Force is authorized when absolutly nessesary."

[Smitty the Airship Pirate]

"I have an idea...lay down on the floor" I whispered to a female fur.   *walks up to guard*  "Excuse me sir?  My mate has fallen ill, I thought since you are in the military you would have some medical knowledge. Please come see her!" I  pleaded

[Furnatic]

The guard thought for a second.  He sighs a bit, remembering he was the medic of the group.  He speaks in Russian over the radio to another.  The response is in Russian.  The guard heads over to the downed female.  

"Zee only reason for zis is because zee Colonel wants as many alive as he can get.  Zat and I'm a medic"  He reaches into his messenger bag, pulling out a small med-kit.  He holsters his weapon, trusting the common rule than no one attacks a medic

[Smitty the Airship Pirate]

As the guard moved closer to the female, Elyk pulled out the knife and held it to his neck.  "Now...Tell  me....why do you want the Communists Party revived?"

[Furnatic]

The guard chuckles a bit.  "Because Mother Russia is no longer zee super power it was.  It has grown weak.  Only the party can return to her former glory."  He pulls himself into the knife, slitting his own throat.  He looks back, throat gushing blood.  "How does it feel....you killed for zee first time....how...does it feel?", spoke the guard, finally falling to the ground, dead.

[Smitty the Airship Pirate]

*drops the knife*  "He...He just slit his own throat...H-How could he even do that...quick we need to clean this up!"  *Elyk sits down*

[Soryu/Miayuki Isumi]

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Name: Vivian Gandillion
Age: 18
Species : Sapphire Wolf
Appearance: Average
Other info: Is a stewardess on the plane, as well as some basic first aid training.
                                                                                             

Vivian had been ducked behind a few rows of seats watching this horrid thing commence. At the sight of the man slitting his own neck that was the last bit she could take she finally let out a small squeak of a noise trying to keep from vomiting. Pulling off her stewardess hat she threw it aside hoping none of the jackers had heard her. She stared around the plane trying to see how many had survived. She crawled along carefully nudging the man whom had held the knife to the other and smiled weakly "Excuse me sir how many survivors are there?" She asked in a shaky tone. "And what exactly do you plan to do here? They have the upper hand, they have the plane and not to mention enough fire power to take any of us down within a moment." She took a deep breath covering her mouth to keep from throwing up from the scent of the dead body "There are cleaning supplies towards the back of the plane if you wish to clean up that mess." she said nudging the dead body "Apparently he did not have much to live for." she said before standing with a shaky motion standing before him.

[Smitty the Airship Pirate]

Elyk looked at the stewardess "As far as I-I...  k-know is that all of us except the engineer is alive...I-I got to clean this up..."  *walks to the back*

[Soryu/Miayuki Isumi]

She grumbled to herself letting herself slip back down into a sitting position "I always knew that all this job would do would give me hell" she walked up towards the cockpit taking a look around the corner into the small window that viewed the cockpit. She swallowed hard watching the jackers at work she slipped down holding her head in her hands "T-this can't be real" she said letting her tail trail up by her face she nipped on the end of it waiting for the others to make their move she had no idea as to what to do. All these things ran through her head but what she did not realize is at just about any moment of the "bad guys" could find her with ease.

[Smitty the Airship Pirate]

*begins cleaning up after moving the body to the back*

[Furnatic]

Vlad, vocal as usual, traverses the aisles of the plane, watching each passenger, one of his team members on the other side.  He turns around heading upstairs to the first class cabins.  Once arrived, he looked about.  Smirking a bit, he traverses the smaller cabin as a much larger plane came into view.  He goes to a stewardess's station picking up a mic.

"Ladies and gentleman.  This is the Colonel speaking again.  If you look out of our left window, you will see a Antonov AH-124.  If you notice, she has on her belly a refueling apparatus.  Today, you will take part in the first mid-air refueling involving that aircraft.  Just imagine.  The Russian skies, filled with these, followed by MIGs with the old Red Star, shining in the air, on their tail fins, a sickle and hammer."  He chuckles a bit on the microphones.  "Do not worry, I will make sure those who don't do anything stupid are treated well."  He replaces the microphone as his radio goes off.

"Sir, they are ready..."  

"Good, begin the procedures."

He thinks for a second.  Looking down at his watch, he decides it's a good time for check-ins.

"Phoenix Team, report..."

"Freebird okay.", comes in one voice

"Sparrow, okay", chimed in the melodic voice of Nastasha

"Vulture okay"

"Strayone okay"

"Rapier, okay"

Vlad waited a minute, noting one report hadn't come in.  There were six members of the team, yet only five responded.

"Cleric, report in...."

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

runs over to Elyk and helps im clean up the body. then realises that a loose communicator that was danilin from his hest, and somebody was tyin to call through, she looks up to Elyk with worry on her face

[Smitty the Airship Pirate]

*picks up the communicator*  "Cleric, okay" Elyk said in a Russian accent

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

breathes out a sigh and smiles weakly at elyk