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       #Post#: 1490--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Sands of Truth
       By: Agent Lima Date: October 29, 2016, 7:38 pm
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       With a nod, Lima continues on with their journey. After another
       ten minutes of trotting, the two would  come across a small
       airfield. With only two large hangars, and three smaller ones,
       the only cars were those used for utility purposes. But these
       weren't the vehicles she was looking for, no. Instead, she goes
       to the last small game, A-7. "Here we are. You're uh, not afraid
       of heights, are you?"
       #Post#: 1491--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Sands of Truth
       By: Lina Moreau Date: October 29, 2016, 7:59 pm
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       At seeing the plane, Lina let out a tiny sigh of relief. She had
       assumed they had been looking for a car, a thought that almost
       made her panic. She hadn’t been in a car since… She didn’t let
       her train of thought get any further.
       In answer to Lima’s question, Lina simple unfurled her wings.
       “Of course not. I flew to Fao, I can certainly handle flying
       out. Even if it’s in… a machine…” A machine, she suddenly felt
       as she looked at it, that wasn’t too different than a car. Her
       knees locked and she froze for a few seconds, before she gave
       her head a little shake, and resolutely headed towards the
       aircraft.
       #Post#: 1503--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Sands of Truth
       By: Agent Lima Date: October 30, 2016, 5:56 pm
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       With the doors open, Lima trots inside with a look of pride on
       her face. Her  biplane
  HTML http://www.flugzeuginfo.net/acimages/bristolf2b%20fighter_g-aeph_11_shuttleworth2013.jpg<br
       />looking brand new. Although the two seat model was normally
       equipped with a machine gun per seat, the rear one was lacking.
       "She's a beauty, ain't she? Got her two months ago. She's been
       helping me trek through the continents to get my mission
       complete. There's a rear compartment under the tail that you can
       pack your things in. After that, take a seat in the back, adjust
       it so your comfy, and relax. I'm gonna give her a final look
       over before we take off."
       #Post#: 1512--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Sands of Truth
       By: Lina Moreau Date: October 30, 2016, 9:10 pm
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       Lina just gave a small shrug at the question. She didn’t know
       enough planes to really tell. She trotted over to the rear
       compartment and put in her bag, keeping her sword. But she
       didn’t get in quite yet, instead just standing and mentally
       preparing herself for what she sincerely hoped would be a
       incident-free trip.
       #Post#: 1553--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Sands of Truth
       By: Agent Lima Date: November 2, 2016, 11:39 am
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       "Pistons are good... oil is full... and that is also... yes!"
       The mare closes the lid to the engine before moving onto the
       wings. Each piece had to be secure; every bolt and screw
       tightened to perfection. She kept a tool with her, a combination
       of a wrench and hammer, to sort any possible fixes that the
       biplane needed. The navy blue checkered pattern covered the rear
       half of the plane, as well as the ends of the wings. The color
       remained solid on the front and the rest of the wings. The trail
       simply was marked with stripes. On the side, the name Saetta
       written in red cursive, a stark contrast to the blue. As Lima
       works on the tail, oiling up the hinges, she glances to Lina,
       "Hey, you alright there, kid?"
       #Post#: 1563--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Sands of Truth
       By: Lina Moreau Date: November 3, 2016, 7:44 pm
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       Lina was silent for a moment before speaking. "I'm fine... I
       just... Last time I was in any sort of machine..." But then she
       just shook her head, not continuing as she climbed in.
       #Post#: 1567--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The Sands of Truth
       By: Agent Lima Date: November 4, 2016, 7:19 am
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       Lima listens on as she finishes her work, deciding not to press
       the matter further. Stowing away the last of her gear, the mare
       then climbs aboard. "Alright, here we go," the engine gives a
       small pop before coming to a low purr, "Perfect! Next stop,
       Hoofuf!" She pulls down her goggles over her eyes. The biplane
       pulls out of the hangar and onto the runway. With the sun's
       position, it's estimated they'd get there by sundown. The plane
       starts forward, gaining speed before lifting off the ground. The
       warm wind blows past them as they fly along the horizon.
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