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fandomhigh2007-07-25 11:21 pm
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Flight & Flying [Thursday, July 26, 3rd period]
Anakin never bounced. It was undignified. But he was awfully smile-y today.
And no, he wouldn't explain why.
The flight simulator had been reconfigured again--this time to something that should seem a bit more familiar to Earth-based students: The F-16 Flying Falcon.
Anakin clasped his hands behind his back and began speaking. "This is one of the aircraft used by the militaries of this world," he began. "It's good in air-to-air combat as well as air-to-surface attack, can go more than 850 kilometers before it needs to be refueled and can withstand up to nine G's--pretty high tech for this world's standards."
He opened the simulator door and gestured to the controls. "As you can see, it's configured differently than the systems we've been using in the last few weeks, but the joystick and the trigger button are located in the same place. The F-16 just isn't as sensitive as the starfighter--you'll have to yank harder at the joystick to get the same reaction."
The way his lips quirked up made it a little obvious that he wasn't entirely oblivious to the innuendo that might've been found in that statement. "You'll also be dealing with the Earth's gravity, so turns won't be as fast, and if you make the plane go up too quickly, the machine's been equipped to simulate G forces, so you might pass out. That's not exactly what I had in mind for today, so please don't do that," he concluded quickly.
And no, he wouldn't explain why.
The flight simulator had been reconfigured again--this time to something that should seem a bit more familiar to Earth-based students: The F-16 Flying Falcon.
Anakin clasped his hands behind his back and began speaking. "This is one of the aircraft used by the militaries of this world," he began. "It's good in air-to-air combat as well as air-to-surface attack, can go more than 850 kilometers before it needs to be refueled and can withstand up to nine G's--pretty high tech for this world's standards."
He opened the simulator door and gestured to the controls. "As you can see, it's configured differently than the systems we've been using in the last few weeks, but the joystick and the trigger button are located in the same place. The F-16 just isn't as sensitive as the starfighter--you'll have to yank harder at the joystick to get the same reaction."
The way his lips quirked up made it a little obvious that he wasn't entirely oblivious to the innuendo that might've been found in that statement. "You'll also be dealing with the Earth's gravity, so turns won't be as fast, and if you make the plane go up too quickly, the machine's been equipped to simulate G forces, so you might pass out. That's not exactly what I had in mind for today, so please don't do that," he concluded quickly.
Re: Exercise 2: Air to Air
They still didn't stand a chance. Laughing, Anemome rejoiced as her Falcon screamed through the atmosphere. Reflexes, sight, hearing, all the modifications. Changes and tests and medications...this was the reason behind her being. This is why she was the way she was. For this.
She darted up behind the first one, taking him out before the other two could react. Longer-range weapons weren't going to do them any good if they were going to be stupid enough to let her get in this close.
She peeled away from the pummeling plane as the other two opened fire, heading directly at the aircraft on her left. He obviously wasn’t expecting Anemone to play chicken with him, and she eliminated him with one of the missiles.
Her last opponent wasted no time in shooting at her again. Repeatedly. Anemone laughed, eyes narrowing. “Finally. Someone who wants to dance with me. It’s about time.”
Resisting the desire to draw the hunt out was *hard*. A lot harder than Anemone had anticipated. Frowning in concentration, she forced herself to engage her last adversary seriously. A few moments later it was over, and Anemone was very obviously the winner.
Feeling just a tiny bit smug, she hopped out of the simulator. She was totally going to treat herself to something tasty as a reward for that run.