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McLain was sitting and thinking, thinking real hard. He looked around and saw a rusty screw. Then he smiled. A few hours later he had a slingshot ready and the screw was hammered into a rudimentary key.
"Good thing I'm in a low security cell." thought Bryant as he stuck the "key" into the keyhole, but to no avail. "Dagnabit!This really sucks. Hmm... That's it!" He looked at the vent and using his screwdriver which he had skillfully hidden before being locked up and he unscrewed it and then went to get a piece of food left over from his meal. He took a lighter he also had smuggled in and started burning his food close to the vent. Soon smoke alarms were blazing and some guards came in to see about him, but under the shroud of smoke he slipped out armed with only his slingshot.
"They'll look at my cot and think I'm asleep!This is gonna be so fun!" said McLain. Then he went to John's Place to see what was happening during his short incarceration in the brig.
"Did you hear aboot, hick, the Syrian?" said one apparently drunk Major as he walked in.
"Uh. No I didn't." replied McLain.
"Well he's on our sides and some boyses went with him to checked out some Syrianses stuffs."
"Oh. So is that right?" said McLain as a grin, a devious grin, lit up on his face. Soon he rushed out and went to the spacecraft hangar. Flashing his "spare" authorization card quickly he plopped himself into a Gemini Class 7 Model #17 and took out into the skies unknowing of what the heck he was doing. "So this is a dogfighter! The most I every flew was a strictly atmospheric bomber. This should be interesting!" Then the radio clambered with commands for him to get down and suffer lighter consequences, but he just changed frequencies. Then he heard one of Wither's conversations and was soon heading straight for the action.

<OOC> I know this is alot. If it's too much I won't argue about you disputing its place in the story.</OOC>

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The maneuver succeeded, and as he came about and the scouts opened up, a new fighter came into view, which one of the three remaining scouts flew to intercept. Behind Jeremy, the two scouts blew up from his missiles. "Take these down kid, you'll make Ace."

<GM'S Note: It's fine Wes, but since your character is an engineer he won't know how to put up his shields or fight effectively, he's basically just there, he can't do much in a fighter, the last fighter he flew only had really thick armor.>

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<OOC> Ok. Thanks. </OOC>

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The hotshot pilot smiled. "That'll be nice. But don't I have to clear 50 kills before I'm an 'ace'?" He headed for the two scouts, but they broke apart. He went for the right one, but soon noticed that the other had manuvered behind him. The scout opened fire, but missed.
"Colonel I've got one on my tail!" he shouted into the mike. His wing took a hit. He began doing wild manuvers, but the scout stayed on. "I can't get him loose!!"

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"That would be correct, if it weren't for the zero that came after the five. Hold on, I got a lock." Smeg fired a single missile that blew the scout apart. "Got 'im. New fighter identify yourself."

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<OOC> If this is my cue here it goes:</OOC>
"Bryant McLain sir! I just broke outta the brig! I-I-I mean was released from it. So I got a fighter and went to help! The problem is that, well, um, y'see... I don't know how to put the shields up. Hehehe... Just minor... Hehehe..."

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Jeremy blew the last scout apart with a laser barrage. " We're done. Are you sure we want this guy?" he said into the mike. "Kindof a dangerous bloke to have along if ya ask me."

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Before the scout blew apart, it fired a string of fire onto McLain's left wing, slicing off the engine. "We'll tow you back to base."
Smeg turned it onto the private channel. "I don't know, I think he wants to be part of our group but feels like he wants to deny it. I'll give him a chance, but if he goofs, he's done. Ready tow cables, we'll take him back to the hangar." Smeg got the cables ready to fire and launched them onto the space between the rear engine and cockpit. "Get it just underneath the front of his canopy."

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"Will do." said Jeremy as he did as he was told. "I just hope he doesn't get us bloody killed." he muttered.

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"Thanks. I hate flying aircraft, but I couldn't resist coming out here after I esca- I mean was let outta the brig. Makes me real happy that I can do something like this."

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"Heh, right, on my mark." Smeg switched over to the general frequency. "Shut down all systems excluding life support. Mark" Smeg fired the tow cable, landing it squarely in the whole behind the cockpit that normally houses a computer.

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<Will we get on with the story?>

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<I was kindof thinking it would be more appropriot if West answered next, because Jeremy has nothing to say.>

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"Well this should be a long ride" said McLain.

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"Not really mate. Should we go Colonel?" replied Jeremy.

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"Affirmative. Back to the hangar we got these out of." He smiled inwardly. The man was good, he broke out of the cell in such a short amount of time... "So are you going to join us or are you going to sit in a cell and rot for a few years? Taking these craft requires clearance from me or my superiors, and you didn't have time to talk to them." He hoped for the man to finally join. "We might go with the Sirian that showed up today and see his operation."

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"Yeah, yeah. I'll join, but you better not tell anybody about the, well... mutiny I led awhile back." said McLain. "And also don't make me wear any special uniforms, a patch on my usual gray work suit should do."

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Sgt. Withers grunted. "Let's get back then." he said.

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"Okay."said McLain.

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They flew back into the hangar and dropped off McLain's fighter and landed their own. "You'll fix it." He said to Mclain, looking at the damaged wing. "Please don't do anything like that again. Come on, we have some preparations to make if we're going to see this operation."

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"Let's go sah." said the Sargent. He turned back to McLain, "Don't mess anything up."

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"Yeah, yeah." said McLain as he slid under the craft to fix it. He thought in his head, "One thing I don't mess up on is something to tinker with..." He then went to work mumbling about bad craftsmanship and badly attached wires. He slid out 10 minutes later and picked up another tool and started working on other parts. Then another 10 minutes later he said, "Good as new!"

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Meanwhile, Smeg and Withers were going to meet the Sirilon (or however you say it) captain. "Are you absolutly sure we can trust them sah?" the Sargent asked the Colonel.

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A mechanic in the bay which held the damaged fighter told McLain to pu this tools up and leave. "You engineer types like to make messes."

"No." He replied, looking a little saddened. "But if he double crosses us we'll be sure to take alot of them with us." Smeg and Jeremy arrived, but the bay was empty save the Sirians ship. "Almost time for a demonstration of this S.O.M.M. project that the Captain was telling me about. Our Sirian will have to wait."

TIME: 1535 HOURS.

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<OOC> Alright, this is a tad bit more than just an ordinary bump. To those that know of National Novel Writing Month, I'm going to write about this. I'm wondering if anyone minds me using their characters or not in the story </OOC>

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<I wouldn't mind. And I really need to reread through this, I forget where my character is.>

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I just wanna point out that NaNoWriMo is a pretty crappy concept because a novel isn't something that you should be able to finish in a month.

Also if there isn't a robot there should be a robot.

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<The main reason I'm doing it is because most of the friends that I talk to online are doing it, so it will give me something to do...

Sommy will be the robot. Yeah>

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Actually you might just want to use this story as a basis and just change the names. Maybe random generics things like "Robot", "Hunter", Doc", etc.

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<Yeah, I was thinking about that. The thing I thought about was, some people might think it's a Matrix ripoff. I'll probably give people tags or something like that, and they'll be called that mostly in the novel (Or maybe I'll write part of it next month, and make it a trilogy or something...) I do like the idea of the (What I call) tags, though>

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