WOK-WOK-WOK
A black cargo helicopter stealthily flew through the thickest clouds in the sky, as if it tried to hide itself from other air vehicles. On both sides of the copter, a red 'N' and 'R' were splashed on it. The wind roared and lightning flashed, but the young pilot didn't even flinch. If they were unsure by the weather circumstances, they didn't show it.
"Maybe we should get out of the clouds," the co-pilot suggested, "I don't think anyone's gonna notice-"
"What the hell are you talking about?" The pilot glared briefly at their co-pilot before turning their attention to the aircraft again. "I'm having fun over here. This is how all our missions should be!" The co-pilot wisely kept his mouth shut as the pilot took the copter's microphone in her hand.
WOK-WOK-WOK
Inside the aircraft, where the cargo would normally be held, were instead about 20-30 young people. Benches had been placed there for them to sit on, but some of them apparently preferred pacing up and down. The ride had been a rocky one so far, as they had been flying through a storm cloud for the past half hour.
The speakers in the cargo room began to beep. "Attention!" It was a voice that sounded vaguely female. "We are nearing our destination, the Neo Rocket HQ!" Some of the people in the cargo room began to cheer, others looked horrified. "It will be approximately 20 minutes until we can land! Don't worry about the weather, your pilot's got everything under control!" The voice disappeared.
On one of the benches, a gray-eyed young man grinned. Until the voice had sounded from the speakers, he had been toying with his brand-new Poké Ball in his hands, but now that he had heard that they were nearing their destination, he put it away in his pocket. Soon they would be landing. Soon his new life would begin.
He took his time to look around the aircraft at the other people. Some of them looked really nervous. Others looked determined. A few of them seemed to be downright crooked. So many people, and yet so many stereotypes. Wondering whether there would be someone worth his time in this bunch, he yawned loudly.
A black cargo helicopter stealthily flew through the thickest clouds in the sky, as if it tried to hide itself from other air vehicles. On both sides of the copter, a red 'N' and 'R' were splashed on it. The wind roared and lightning flashed, but the young pilot didn't even flinch. If they were unsure by the weather circumstances, they didn't show it.
"Maybe we should get out of the clouds," the co-pilot suggested, "I don't think anyone's gonna notice-"
"What the hell are you talking about?" The pilot glared briefly at their co-pilot before turning their attention to the aircraft again. "I'm having fun over here. This is how all our missions should be!" The co-pilot wisely kept his mouth shut as the pilot took the copter's microphone in her hand.
WOK-WOK-WOK
Inside the aircraft, where the cargo would normally be held, were instead about 20-30 young people. Benches had been placed there for them to sit on, but some of them apparently preferred pacing up and down. The ride had been a rocky one so far, as they had been flying through a storm cloud for the past half hour.
The speakers in the cargo room began to beep. "Attention!" It was a voice that sounded vaguely female. "We are nearing our destination, the Neo Rocket HQ!" Some of the people in the cargo room began to cheer, others looked horrified. "It will be approximately 20 minutes until we can land! Don't worry about the weather, your pilot's got everything under control!" The voice disappeared.
On one of the benches, a gray-eyed young man grinned. Until the voice had sounded from the speakers, he had been toying with his brand-new Poké Ball in his hands, but now that he had heard that they were nearing their destination, he put it away in his pocket. Soon they would be landing. Soon his new life would begin.
He took his time to look around the aircraft at the other people. Some of them looked really nervous. Others looked determined. A few of them seemed to be downright crooked. So many people, and yet so many stereotypes. Wondering whether there would be someone worth his time in this bunch, he yawned loudly.