fandomhigh | Flight Club (After Comparative Religions, Before JA)

Anakin stands in front of a door to a new shed located just outside of the gym. Inside is a gleamingly new flight simulator, currently programmed for a series of simulations for a Jedi Starfighter.

He turned and addressed the crowd.

"Okay. We have about twenty people signed up for the Flight Club right now, which is great. I've decided that in order to give everyone a chance for some hands-on experience, we'll have both a flight sim and a practical demonstration available every week." He gestured into the shed. "My old teacher has sent us a flight simulator. It's capable of almost unlimited variations in programming. Currently I've set it for the ship I'm most familiar with, the Jedi Starfighter, but if you can get a flight sim of the craft from your home world or dimension, we can upload it as well and learn to fly your ships." He grinned. "I'd rather us crash and burn in the sim than in the real thing. Less paperwork."

He smiled at Harry, Kiki, and Draco. "Today's practical demonstration will be with broomsticks. Draco, Harry, and Kiki have graciously agreed to show us all how to fly on these."

Anakin held up his hand. "One more thing. If you can all sign the sheet and mention your flight experience, especially if you're licensed on your world for your craft of choice, it'll go a long way towards making the insurance people who cover the school happier.

"That's it. Have fun. Don't break my sim. Or yourselves."

[OOC: Feel free to slowplay this--Anakin'll answer all flight sim requests and our three broom instructors are in three different time zones.]

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Beka leaned right and brought the broom in a few tight circles around a tree, then shot up. She slid back a few inches. "Copping a feel already?" she asked when she hit Draco's hands.

With a wink, she said, "I like games. Especially the ones with lots of innuendos."

"That was all you." he laughs "I'm a fan of innuendeo games but I have to say I'm better at actually doing what I'm cleverly suggesting."

"Was it now?" She smirks. "I'm told I'm good. I prefer to think of it as bad." For emphasis, she flies the broom in a tight descending spiral, lets her feet touch ground then kicks off again. "Damn. This is fun!" she says, pure joy apparent in her tone.

"I'm glad you like it. You're the best I've had yet. Flyer, I mean." Draco grins and adds "Feel free to ride my broom any time you like. Since you're so good at handling it and all."

OMG, bad. *smirk* "Glad it likes me." Beka strokes the broom affectionately. "I'd never think of flying the broom without you. But if you need company sometime, give me a call. Actually..."

She sets them down about ten feet from the others. "There's something I'm wanting to talk with you about. Later." From her tone, it's clear this is not an innuendo and not something she wants to discuss now.

"Sounds good. You'll be at the JA meeting I presume?"

She looks around and notices they aren't being watched, then nods. "Yes. Definitely."

Flight Club (After Comparative Religions, Before JA)

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