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That certainly got the Eagles attention. Launch a Bird missle, while they were here? Did that idiot Condor not know what would happen if he did that.
Although joining the mile high club had sounded interesting, the Eagle really did not intend for Jun and himself to join while they were in free fall.
Ken managed to shout out, "Delay that order ... pant .... until the situation here ..... ummmm .... is corrected."
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For a minute there I wasn't sure if this was a new thread, or if I was in the Dormagus party thread!
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"I have my own Bird Missile to launch..." Ken muttered through gritted teeth as the Swan collapsed into his arms, ready for the attentions of his weapon.
"Then launch it!" called the Condor through his bracelet.
"I'm on it..." Ken grinned, as Jun sighed happily...
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"Your own missile?" The Condor quizzed over the intercom."Am I missing something here...what are the two of you doing down there?" He shouted.
"We..."The pants...as he enters the Swan, she cries out for more."We...are...coming NOW!!!!YESSSSSSS" The both shout out in unison."OHHH Ken...I can't take any more of this...you torturing me with-"
"You're pathetic Ken...if you were a man...you take advantage of the situation when your alone with her...and well I'll tell you later when Jun's not around...You can't take a hint from a woman can you..."
"What...are...you...talking...about...Joe." Jun asked innocently as Ken collapsed on top of her still half dressed in his birdstyle.
"Ken might explain it later to...if he figures it out...Now I have my finger on the red button..." Joe states as the mechanisms for the missile launch start come into play in the small room.
"Our work here is done..." Ken announces as Jun stiffles a giggle with her hand over her mouth, The Eagle pushes her hand away and kisses her passionately....
"We better get outta here."He whispers....
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:: The Slipstream breaks off to the left behind the GodPhoenix, and the throttle is opened. The jet rockets forward, and Toneman locks the GodPhoenix in his sights. He opens fire, and peppers the rear end of the ship with machine gun fire::
"Are you crazy?!?!?!? What are you doing?!?!" Red Impulse shouted over the comlink. He increased his speed to catch up to the Slipstream.
Meanwhile, the GodPhoenix had gone into evasive manuvers. It was trying to shake Toneman's jet, But he was too tenacious to let go. Toneman continued to light the Godphoenix's rear end up with his bullets. An engine began to smoke, and Toneman ceased his fire. He broke away, and tailed them some more.
By that time, Red Impulse had caught up to him. He was shouting and cursing at Toneman, and was replied with after-burnes in his face. Toneman split off, with Washio close behind, the Eagle in hot pursuit......
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Well, at this point this is OT, but...
For those who ever feel a little insecure about their art (and don't we all!?) I thought this was a great post by the amazing Grimdar on DA:
http://grimdar.deviantart.com/journal/15603213/#journal
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Using psychology in your fanfic? WritersGuidetoPsychology.com
Now I know why I call everything I do average and so does my older sister, and she's fantastic at doing peoples portraits. The likeness is amazing in her work.
She got in the top 10% of NSW art students in high school many years ago, but mum still has the painting on the wall at home...and my sister thinks that painting is OK, but she could do better...
She points out what i could do better in drawings, but I don't try to copy her style...she would do pics of men like i do...
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I hit the 2000 posts mark and I did realize it! Woo hoo!!!!!!! I'm now officially a loony
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Congratulations Ebony!
Now you have even more of an excuse to head over to TJ's Welcome Back thread
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Go Ebony! You make all of the rest of us loonies proud!
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Congrats Ebony!! Keep up the good work. I hope to be well on my way soon...
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Way to go Ebony!! How does it feel to be officially deemed a looney??
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I have a Welcome Back Thred? Whoo hoo! I'll have to check it out....
But first...
Despite the thrilling afterglow of his encounter with Jun, the Eagle was ready to take command.
"Ryu!" he called into his bracelet. "Science Ninja Technique, Firebird!"
"You got it, Ken!" came the response.
The Weapons Bay began to glow a firey orange color, lighting up the Swan's features in a way that made her seem as if she had been crafted of a living flame. Amazingly, Ken felt himself being drawn to her again, like a moth to its destruction.
But he couldn't help himself.
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Meanwhile, Toneman's jet, still tailing the God Phoenix, got a big mouthful of Firebird. The hungry flames licked at his fuel tanks, and his jet's engine temperature rose alarmingly.
The Red Impulse Wannabe knew when he had been defeated.
"I'll get you next time, Gatchaman!" he shouted ineffectually, ejecting himself from his plane just as it exploded in a fiery display.
However, Toneman was treated to an awesome sight as his parachute opened. The Red Impulse jet had been unable to avoid the explosion, and now it too was hurtling for the ground, a ball of flame and twisted metal.
Only, Red Impulse did not appear to have escaped...
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