The Fourth Sortie [Accidental Voice]

[yellowthirteen]

[Thirteen's mostly been keeping to himself lately, staying indoors where it's warm and enjoying what works of literature he can pick up from the library.  Though, he's been checking out other books lately as well, specifically what few books on aeronautics engineering are available and occasionally history books from his homeworld of Strangereal.

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[voice]

[my_hands_stuck]

[ /FAILS 8D;;;;; ]

Oh, what sorts of things do you have?

[Voice]

[yellowthirteen]

[Hey, it's that woman... Grune. Hearing her voice really brightens his day, strangely. He can't resist letting a smile cross his lips here. It probably shows in his voice.]

Life. Good books. Music. [A pause.] ...Good friends.

[Voice]

[my_hands_stuck]

Those sound like very good things. They seem easy to enjoy!

[Voice]

[yellowthirteen]

They are.

[A sudden loneliness overtook him. He'd... been spending far too much time in his room, just barricaded away from the rest of town. The coming war was on his mind, but... he couldn't just live isolated from everyone he's wanting to protect. Grune... was definitely one of those people. ...He was so sure of that now. Without thinking much, he continued speaking.]

...Grune, didn't I promise you I'd play you a song in person?

[Voice]

[miamijustice]

I prefer the summer, personally.

[Voice]

[yellowthirteen]

That would also be an improvement. I don't believe we've met, sir?

[Voice]

[miamijustice]

I don't believe so either. [...] My name is Lieutenant Horatio Caine.

[Voice]

[yellowthirteen]

Major David Jordan, Federal Erusian Air Force. Most people just call me by my callsign, Yellow 13. It's nice to meet you. Who do you serve with?