the skies are ours to command--

[badasscopters]

Who: Goose, Parakarry
What: The former flyer is finding himself to be a little bored. He's looking into the idea of flying around with a partner.
Where: Outside of the school and beyond
When: September 9th, near evening?
Warnings: Goose. I don't need to say more.

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[mailcalltime]

Did someone ask for an aviator type? One with wings? An envelope fluttered by Goose's direction before a voice rang out. "I got you now!"

Parakarry zipped by overhead. He flew at full speed until at last, his fingers grasped the letter.

"Oh, thank the stars," he said in relief as the letter crackled softly in his hand. He opened the flap of his bag and carefully placed the letter inside.

[badasscopters]

... Ahaha, what was that even about? This guy- wasn't this that Parakarry guy?- sure did have a royal flip-out over that letter. He went by at top speed! Just look at that!

Goose had to resist laughing a little for a moment. He was, however, quick to realize a certain quality about this one. Oh yes, he was a flyer, wasn't he? Look at those wings! They certainly looked natural, not at all artificial. They were pearly white, true, and ready for flight.

This was perfect. This was the one.

"Hey. You. You're flyin' with me."

Blatant, but to the point. He wasn't taking no for an answer.

[mailcalltime]

Parakarry looked around before turning toward the other man. "Sorry, are you speaking to me?"

Who was this guy? Wasn't his name Goose?

[badasscopters]

Goose stood proud and tall by the Paratroopa, his grin making his plans evident. That plan was that he wasn't letting this one go. This guy? He was flying with him, man. He was.

"Heh, you betcha I am. Ain't I seen your face before? Parakarry or somethin'? Either way, we're flyin'. Hope you're ready."

Perhaps he was being pretty unrelenting and overly outward, but when he had that itch for a flight, he had that itch. He was more than willing to satisfy it, too, alone or not. He didn't prefer to go it alone, though.

[badasscopters]

Before every movie, however, there had to be at least one trailer beforehand.

This one was also of an action flick. It was kind of, sort of, maybe a little like this:

"..."

"Damn. I'd watch this."

[mailcalltime]

Parakarry cocked an eyebrow.

"A couple of those characters seemed awfully familiar," he repied as he scratched his chin. "I wonder if it has a tie-in TV show."

It was almost time for the film but before there was the obligatory please turn off your cell phone message.

[badasscopters]

It was an amusing 'turn off your cell phone' message at that. Goose wasn't exactly a big Star Wars fan, but it still wound up in him cracking up.

A little too loudly. Some people nearby shushed him before focusing attentively on the screen.

Goose then proceeded to laugh in a much quieter, more awkward manner. "... Eheheh. Oops." How embarrassing. He still had his cell to turn off, anyway, and so he switched the thing off and shoved it back into his pocket.

Aw yeah, movie time.

I couldn't find better clips ;_;

[mailcalltime]

Parakarry suppressed a snicker as Goose was shushed by the woman.

The music intro music boomed through out the room. The plot was about a cop looking for his kidnapped daughter and something about hacking into computers that Parakarry could not understand. But then again, did anyone really care about the plot in these sort of movies? It was getting to the final chase through when this happened:

"...Wow."