Flight and Flying, Period 5, Thursday 6/26

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After handwavily informing the class to meet him on the causeway, Murdock waited almost impatiently for his students. He ginned and waved once they had all arrived. "So we've made it to the last class. Hard to believe it, really."

"For today's class, something special. Actual flight. That's why I asked you all to come here. We're going to the airport in Toamasina and we're going to go up in a small turboprop plane."

"You'll all take turns at flying, from the co-pilot side. I'll stay in the main pilot's seat and handle the take-off and landing." He looked over each of his students, "It has been an honor to work with you all and get to know some of you. Hopefully I'll be seein' some of you again in my next class," he grinned.

"So are we ready? Off we go! Into the wild blue yonder!"

(ocd! in a sec)

Comments

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

No squirming too much, he let himself be picked up. And then he nipped at her hand. Not hard, but enough to chastise and show her how unhappy he was with the situation of being a bunny and looking like a girl and being compared with Gavin.

He had bunny issues.

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[solo_sword]

"Hey," Jaina said, frowning and pulling her hand away. "Did you just trick me into letting you bite me?"

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John was a completely innocent bunny. He would never admit to trickery. Look at these big wide eyes. The long fuzzy ears. The big pearly - no, don't look at his teeth.

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[solo_sword]

"You're a brat," she decided.

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

He was a cute brat and he would argue that point could he talk.

And then he wondered how fair it was that he could talk as a damned cookie but not as a bunny. Yes, that was a bunny pout on his bunny face.

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[solo_sword]

"...Are you pouting at me?" Sadly, she was even less unable to read his mind than usual.

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John was tired of being a bunny and was much like a five-year-old in that he was cranky and probably needed a nap. It was that time of day, after all.

He attempted to bury his head against her.

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[solo_sword]

"Aww," she said, using her bitten hand to scratch between his ears. "At least you're cute."

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John chirruped at her, happy to let her carry him. He was awfully small to hop the whole way to the airfield.