Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-1524575-20170111071838/@comment-5650583-20170206220908

Scythe climbed into the cockpit of his modified Javelin, leaving the canopy open a little longer than usual in order to vent the stale atmosphere that had been building up over the last few weeks. After closing it, he checked over the engines, comms, weapons, and countermeasures systems. Then he opened a channel to the Hawks. "Hey guys, it's me. Just figured that I'd provide a little air cover on the way in. So please don't shoot at me, willya?"