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Post by Sexystablersgal on Dec 10, 2007 15:15:40 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean squealed, and took the controls. After a few (rusty) moves, she quickly got on her feet, so to speak.
"Man, this feels good!" She said, as she smoothly led the plane through the air, smiling the whole while.
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Post by elelohesterling on Dec 10, 2007 22:21:00 GMT -5
{name:Sterling#|#picture:31}"I got it." Sterling said with a smile as he took the controls.
"Watch what this bird can do."
"Control, this is Experimental 43, climbing to Angels forty."
"Experimental 43, cleared to angels 40."
Sterling took the stick and put it into a steep climb. Reaching 40000 ft in seconds.
"You may want to put your air mask on." Sterling warned, before he put the bird into a loop, kicking in the after burner right when coming out of the loop.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Dec 11, 2007 4:44:41 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean released the controls, and put her air mask on, as Sterling went into the loop.
"Thought you said this old gal couldn't handle fancy tricks?!" Jean asked, with a grin, taking her mask off temporaily, before putting it back on.
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Post by elelohesterling on Dec 11, 2007 7:54:34 GMT -5
{name:Sterling#|#picture:31}"She can, but you gotta know her to do them. They stress the airframe." He said as he put it into a corkscrew.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Dec 11, 2007 8:44:41 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}"Ah, I see, you have to be 'in the know' eh?" She asked, enjoying herself too much to take much seriously. She pulled her air mask off, and took a breath, glad to see that she could breath relatively well without it now.
"Do you fly a lot?" She asked, looking back out of the window.
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Post by elelohesterling on Dec 11, 2007 16:44:02 GMT -5
{name:Sterling#|#picture:31}"Not much anymore, did when I was only reserve, before I got the Job at SVU." He said, as he put it into a steep dive, pulling out at 10000.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Dec 12, 2007 14:50:59 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}"Yeah, the job doesn't exactly lend itself to 'fun' things, huh?" She said, although her tone was far from bitter. In fact, she loved her job, and she loved putting the bad guys away. Time off would be nice, but the cases stay with you, no matter what. Things like her love of flying, and motorcycles, had to take a back burner.
"So...What made you wanna join SVU?" She asked, curiously. She was a very curious person, who loved finding out new things. Plus, this was still technically their date, right? She could get away with akward small talk.
"Any 'special' reason, experiences?" She asked. Most of the people she worked with had had a bad past experience that nudged them into this, or a reason to wanna put these guys away.
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Post by elelohesterling on Dec 12, 2007 16:14:50 GMT -5
{name:Sterling#|#picture:31}"Yeah, the fact that well, with Clair's past, rapist are reserved a special spot in hell in my mind." He said nervously.
"I have to run to Chicago, about our present security state. I am to meet with an old Friend, if you want to come, I can accommodate. You may get some flying time in. But it's up to you, either way.
If you come, we have to decide on what plane to take. We will have to land to refuel this plane, and that'll take 15-20 minutes. It's then 45 minutes to Chicago, a total of 1 hour to an hour and and 10 minutes. If you want though, we can take the MIG 21. it will get us there, after refueling the F-5 in about 35 minutes, a total of about 50 minutes from now. All that includes landing time there. Your choice, if you want to come, that is."
He said, sounding quite pitiful in his attempts to extend the date.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Dec 12, 2007 16:40:21 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean contemplated what to do, although she didn't really hear much past 'flying time'. Plus, she was enjoying herself.
"Sure, count me in!" She said, a mixture of nerves and excitement. "When we land, I'll have to call my neighbor, get her to feed Tessie for me. Oh, and Scott and Cassie, to let 'em know that I won't be in tonight. Can ya get a cell phone signal in the hanger?" She asked, inwardly amused at her ramblings.
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Post by elelohesterling on Dec 13, 2007 7:47:12 GMT -5
{name:Sterling#|#picture:31}"Yep, but take it into the office, or you can screw with the plane avionics." Sterling said. Glad that Jean had accepted.
"Control, this is experimental 43, requesting permission to land on active." Sterling said.
"43, permission granted, enter into pattern and await further instructions." teh ATC called back.
After about 5 minutes ATC Came on again, "Experimental 43, begin landing on active."
"Roger, beginning landing on active, experimental 43." Sterling called back, as he began to land it.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Dec 13, 2007 8:01:27 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean nodded her muted confirmation, and watched as the land got closer and closer. As a child, she'd never been afraid of the landing, or the taking off, as her brother had been. And, as an adult, that had mutated itself into a love of anything 'extreme'-bungee jumps, sky dives, leaping off cliffs into the sea. It wasn't so much the jumping, as the falling she loved.
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Post by elelohesterling on Dec 13, 2007 20:41:36 GMT -5
{name:Sterling Williamson#|#picture:31}Sterling took her in, landed, and taxied to his hangar.
He had one of the airport hands refuel his jet as he went in and filed a flight plan.
Coming back out, the technician was done refueling the F-5, and the Mig was being towed out of the hangar.
He helped Jean into the mig and jumped up front.
"Let's see what this baby can do." He said, as he began taxiing and took off.
HE switched his com to pilot to pilot only, and spoke up, "We are not going to O'hare, I have my friend meeting us at his hangar at General Mitchel International, in Milwaukee , and we are going to berth this baby with his lear, for two reasons, I don't have to rent a hangar," he said with a laugh, "And whoever was after us today will think we are going to O'hare." He said.
"You have her, keep us on this heading for a bit, we'll change our flight plan when we're ten minutes out, you fly till then." He said with a smile.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Dec 14, 2007 3:41:55 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}"Oh?" Jean started, before hearing what he'd said, and grinned.
"Really? Trusting today, aren't ya?" She teased, with a grin. She'd phone Scott and Cassie, telling them where she was, to a whoop of congratulations that she had finally left her apartment. She'd also called her neighbour, who agreed to feed Tessi, and had asked her hundreds of questions.
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Post by elelohesterling on Dec 14, 2007 7:25:56 GMT -5
{name:Sterling#|#picture:31}Sterling let the comfortable silence linger. He loved being up in the air, to him there was no better viewpoint to see the wonders of the hand of God.
"ITC, this is MIG N93KL, requesting change of flight plan."
"Roger MIG KL, whats the change?"
"We will be landing at Mitchell instead of O'Hare, over."
"Roger MIG, return to VFR flight rules, Mitchell will be notified. Over and out."
Sterling turned the comm back to pilot to pilot, "Here we Go." he said, AS HE TOOK THE CONTROLS, BANKED AND BEGAN CONTACTING MITCHELL. 20 minutes later they were taxiing to his friends hangar, he could see Dave now.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Dec 14, 2007 13:00:39 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean looked out at the ground coming in, and smiled. It seemed starnge that just hours before, they had been trying to stay away from a crazed gunman. Even stranger was the fact that just hours before that she had been creeped out by some pyschotic brainwashed teenager, and the fact that she had barely slept.
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