Post by Jess on Feb 20, 2006 23:27:39 GMT -5
Currently flying over siberia...the temperature is about -13 degrees farenheight...thats enough to freeze your B***s off...
Daedalus sits quietly, deluged in his own thoughts. He looks over at his partner, Anima; a very gorgeous woman who's aggressive and strong. She has red hair and golden-brown eye's, just his type.
This is my first mission in about 12 years with a partner...she's gorgeous, a bit tall for my taste but shes got curves in all the right places and an equally dangerous attitude. I hope shes as good at the spy game as she is at the dating game. From what I heard...and read on her record, shes not so good at keeping her temper in check during a stressful situation. Lets hope she keeps her cool...
Daedalus looks over at another woman sitting nearby.
That must be...Risako...the tech-specialist they sent with us. Shes supposed to be air-lifted into the base once we secure the helipad...I hope shes as good as she looks. Shes a jap...and a mighty fine looking one at that...
The drop buzzer goes off and Daedalus slips his helmet on and stands up.
The floor opens before my eye's and I stare out into the stormy clouds below thinking wether or not I should risk my life for America...for my home again. But seeing Anima step up as well makes me think twice of that, and a little push from behind sends me plummeting to the earths surface...as I fall I notice my ration's begin to harden and freeze up inside they're pouch on my chest...d**nit. The storm I fall through is pretty bad, I can barely see Anima as she falls behind me, and I barely have time to open my chute as we near the surface.
Daedalus moves his hand slowly to the ripchord on his shoulder and tanks the small length of nylon, opening his Parachute with an explosive woosh, jerking him a bit from the sudden opening. After a while he removed his chute and fell to the ground, landing quietly in the snow just outside of the base.
He looked up expectantly for Anima...
Daedalus sits quietly, deluged in his own thoughts. He looks over at his partner, Anima; a very gorgeous woman who's aggressive and strong. She has red hair and golden-brown eye's, just his type.
This is my first mission in about 12 years with a partner...she's gorgeous, a bit tall for my taste but shes got curves in all the right places and an equally dangerous attitude. I hope shes as good at the spy game as she is at the dating game. From what I heard...and read on her record, shes not so good at keeping her temper in check during a stressful situation. Lets hope she keeps her cool...
Daedalus looks over at another woman sitting nearby.
That must be...Risako...the tech-specialist they sent with us. Shes supposed to be air-lifted into the base once we secure the helipad...I hope shes as good as she looks. Shes a jap...and a mighty fine looking one at that...
The drop buzzer goes off and Daedalus slips his helmet on and stands up.
The floor opens before my eye's and I stare out into the stormy clouds below thinking wether or not I should risk my life for America...for my home again. But seeing Anima step up as well makes me think twice of that, and a little push from behind sends me plummeting to the earths surface...as I fall I notice my ration's begin to harden and freeze up inside they're pouch on my chest...d**nit. The storm I fall through is pretty bad, I can barely see Anima as she falls behind me, and I barely have time to open my chute as we near the surface.
Daedalus moves his hand slowly to the ripchord on his shoulder and tanks the small length of nylon, opening his Parachute with an explosive woosh, jerking him a bit from the sudden opening. After a while he removed his chute and fell to the ground, landing quietly in the snow just outside of the base.
He looked up expectantly for Anima...