={The Airborne Frontier}=

Skane was fixing several Gunner pods in order to make them more durable and efficient.

Prairie was customizing her plane's weapons... she was adding yet another Hephaestus cannon...

(I might need a third faction, introduce it sometime later in the story.)

(Aye, what just happened?)

(I'm not sure what to think at this point... I just want to RP right now.)

(I didn't delete you after those two times.)

(No clue... maybe you could screencap the event or something, I don't know.)

(GAH. I meant the repeated deletions after that >.>)

(Shut it, Rogue. DX)

(.............)

(Look, I just want to RP right now.)

(Exactly)

Skane was finished cleaning his ship.

(...In any case, I'm still willing to accept Cerveau as a pet.)

{Death Wish}
I walked to her hangar.
"Do you accept Co-Pilots?"

{Cerveau}
I helped her with tools.
I nodded my head

"Well, I'll accept anyone who wants to join." Prairie said, petting Cerveau. "My last co-pilot just... up and left for some reason. Too bad, I kinda liked him..."

{Death Wish}
"My names Death Wish.
But who was this co-pilot?"

"Well, a lot of people call him X... he helped me with a lot of things... he even helped me see my sister again..." Prairie explained.

{Death wish}
I walked in the hangar, Only to find a hidden box.
"Hm?"
Inside it was reasons why he left.
Some of them are here.
1) I had to get off planet to see a friend
2) Prairie, If youre seeing this, I will be back.
((Scratched out))
I gave her the box.
"Look. I believed i seen a love letter inside also."
"I also believed he was looking for me."

"A love letter...?" Prairie pondered, looking around in the box.

There was a small box that had a heart on it, Pink, also.
It had a lock.
There was only one code to unlocking it.
Codename:
Prairie.

Prairie sat down with the box, her legs crossed. She took a couple of wrong guesses before trying her name.

{Letter}
Dear prairie.
Im going off world to see a friend and go to Omegacorp, I always had a feeling that you would find this.
Anyways, Youre a good friend, Took me on your co-Pilot list before even hesitating.
I wanted to give you this before you left, But i couldnt do anything.
I L((Scratched)) Y((Scratched))
Love, ((Scratched))

Prairie held the letter close... she missed him already, though at the same time relieved...

{Death Wish}
"I wont be your co-pilot.
But i want to be something at least.
Maybe engineer?"

"Listen, Death Wish... you can be whatever you think you should. Any field that you feel fine with." Prairie said, getting up.