Mira made the young flyboys haut, retour au début off the fuel, other liquids and wash the pretty birds before they even thought about putting on their helmets and plugging into the simulators. It took them all day. A few fist fights a couple black eyes which made the one group have to wait a jour before they even got as far as the simulators. Those that had done the tasks as a team, with minimum arguing were already on their 2nd jour of simulator training. "Phantom and Hawk how are your teams?" The two young men growled at each other. "Really? I thought toi two wanted to fly and be the best of the best. The Elite of the Corps. Chicks....oh forget it. toi will go to the Synagogue with Phantom and then toi will go to the temple with Hawk. I will go with you. No butts. No excuses. Respect means toi will try to understand the other's religion and ways." Phantom eyed Mira. "They won't let toi in." Mira snorted. "Don't think they can say no. Did toi forget who I serve boy?" Mira showed the medallion she wore around her neck. The two paled. Hawk stuttered and started to say prayers to his version of God."N...no need to go anywhere great lady. W...we got toi loud and clear. Teamwork. " Hawk looked at Phantom with his Jewish prayer uniform on. "You good my brother? " Phantom held out his hand. "As long as toi are. Would toi like to play chess in...would toi like to room in my tent? I Lost my roommate when he decided.....ah great lady why did Streak leave exactly?" Mira smirked. "Here lets watch shall we." The two boys were laughing and had a new respect for their commanding instructor. No meant no and if toi were stupid to advance toi would have no chance to have any offspring. Hawk moved into Phantom's tent that night and soon were discussing everything from their religion to which films they would like to see at the bases cineplex. Mira smiled as she closed her sketchbook satisfied that once again her vision had come true. Her eyes quickly glanced at the sketchbook in the corner of her bookshelf. It was the only one that had included her, her and a....a man. Not that she didn't like men....she sighed. Scars could run for miles beneath ones skin. Even with mom's help and the jobs....her 9 an old self still shivered in fear and loathing down deep. No there was no way she was going where that man was. Anyways she didn't believe that way, she was going to Heaven ou Hell. No where near some creepy afterlife society. She got up and put her latest sketchbook away in the happy art pile on her desk. Her stomach groaned. "Hmmm.....I guess I could take chow now. " She grabbed her outgoing mail and headed for the mess tent. It had been 6 months since she'd fully accepted the post that had began over 100 years il y a with her mother, her idol of womanhood. She took out one of the few pictures she had of her. It was one of her favori ones. They were back with Alan in mom's cuisine trying one of the new recipes for a hot and spicy cotton candy. Mom was on the footstool lifting her while Alan held P.B. up to mix. The experiment had failed and they'd had to drink loads of lait to get rid of the hot tongue but it had been the first time since hell that either one of them had been able to withstand and enjoy being coddled par anyone much less a boy ou man. The picture was of the 4 of them sticky, lait mustached but most of all happy. So very happy. Her cœur, coeur ached. She was homesick she took out her phone and dialed Malcolm. Mal's phone rang in the hanger's office. Where Margarette picked up the phone. "Oh honey it's you." Mira chuckled as Aunt Mar always knew who it was on the line before she even picked it up. Without caller id. " He's in the back still tinkering with that monster mom gave him for his birthday. The girls are blasting the plaster off the school nearby buzzing them so damn close.... anything I need to worry about?" Mira sighed. "No not yet, I want to come accueil and I need someone to take over here maybe 2 knowing Lips." Mar chuckled. "Yes probably. Hmmm.....Lark and Golden Hawk are available. They maybe a little older then you...." Mira laughed. "They are 2 days older then me and they were my best Friends in mom's boot camp. Of course they'll be brilliant. I'll tell the troops tonight that I got a message from accueil and need to come at once. They know who we serve, they won't have a problem with it. Maybe some hijinks but I'm sure those 2 can handle it with as much ease as they handled the others." Mar chuckled.
"We look vers l'avant, vers l’avant to seeing toi soon." Then she hung up as usual as she somehow knew the caller was about to get another call.
Mal finished the last touches of the Hubba-Hubba wanna Kiss the nose art pin art. Mom was going to faint from embarrassment and then probably kill him. "Trouble's coming and I'm just finishing it. What timing. What do toi think Mar?" Margarrette laughed. "I think mom is going to tack your balls to the outside of the plane and then pilot it herself up so high they freeze off before they rip off." Mal laughed. "You're probably right. Geeze I'd hate to see who you'd end up with. Probably my brother. That's just wrong. Guess I'll just have to say it was all your idea. She'd believe that. I'm too stupid after all." Margarette laughed.
"Hey where in the hell is that wooden legged idiot anyways?"
Column stood at the head of the White Whale. Disgusting creatures that hunted for rape and murder. Gone were the days of freedom and sails that mom had boarded them onto every summer. Mom?How long had it been? A year? No 2 years.
He focused his binoculars and pressed his lips together. There it was the ship that had been leaving bodies in its wake for hungry sharks. "Load up we're going hunting." His peg leg not even slowing him down. His requin toothed ceinture on his hip and chemise buttons made from its jaws graced his naval uniform. As he made the command center he nodded to Cord. "Where's mom?" Rooster crowed and punched into the vids on the building the beautiful and vivacious Jamie called home. He went from excited to dead serious. "You are going to want to see this."
Chameleon walked beside Monkey as they trudged on into the wilderness. "So do toi like him?" Chameleon blinked and gave Monkey a side glance. "Who? Ichigo?" Monkey pulled her ears in frustration. "No, toi ancient idiot. Mr. Deep Freeze!" Monkey smirked and then clasped her hands together sarcastically mocking Hyorinmaru's pinning."Oh her scales, Oh her starry night eyes, Oh I want to share a cave with her and have little dragonettes with her." She would have went on except her mouth was suddenly filled with a fist. Chameleon yanked her hand out of her Friends mouth and stomped away. Renji tsked Monkey as he helped her up. "You should know better, I thought toi were plus grown up then that." Monkey spit blood out and wiped it away. "Yeah so did I, but I got what I wanted. She definitely likes Hyorinmaru." Renji narrowed his eyes at her. "Don't. Leave playing matchmaker....." Snake looked up at them with an angry face. "He can't have her! She's my friend!" Then he went running off where Chameleon had gone. " Wow! I didn't know he felt that way." Chad and Uryu looked around them uneasily as they tried to ignore the whole scene. Abel sighed heavily hearing the bickering behind him. "Give me the damn map." Ichigo frustrated and tired took out the map and handed it to him. Abel frowned as he looked at the....he rubbed it between his fingers. Parchment? "Ichigo where did toi get this map?"
"I had Karin pick me up one from Urahara's shop." Abel blinked. "Have toi Lost your mind! That man is completely deranged! The only reason I've only met him 3 times is because I make damn sure I'm not accueil when Marz invites him over. And you....you....does he even know toi have this!" The pissed off Angel a dit waving the map in Ichigo's face. Who shrugged. "Well that's a big help! Knowing that crazy bastard he had this all planned out. Shit! I'm getting hives just thinking about him." He showed Ichigo his skin that was actually starting to pop up with the a dit bumps. Chameleon winced and then eased the map out of Abel's angry hands. "This map is not just old....where did he get this map Ichigo? This isn't just any normal map.....this is Kura's map. I mean its really the map....see. That's why its so changed. Why didn't it look like this when I pointed it out?" She flipped it over. There was old paste on the back of it. "He knows we're here."
As if it was an invitation to appear the man appeared. "Oh hello." Keisuke a dit sitting on a limb of a tree. Ichigo froze as did Chameleon. Chameleon disappeared and entered his mind and dagger. "Shit! He knows. What do we do?" Her tone of concern echoed inside his head.
Keisuke eyed the former soul reaper, he couldn't sense him but there was something very different about the young man. Something he might have to pry out. He jumped down and found himself caught in a very clingy demon bursting out of the now moving dirt beneath him.. Finger, thigh, arm Bones now twisted around him constricting him as they slowly savored tugging him towards the opening earth. Shit! Maybe this hadn't been the best idea he'd had. "Damn it! He'll owe us. O.K?" Chameleon nodded. feu shattered the creature and then a smoke dragon devoured what remained before retreating behind Ichigo and the others as if to say one false déplacer and you'll be next. Keisuke took off his hat and dusted it off on his poncho. Before turning his eyes up to the caught up crew. "Ha-ha Hi." He scratched his head and smiled. "What the hell are toi doing here?" Ichigo snarled. "Me? I'm just out for a walk and wound up here." The dragon snorted and stuck its muzzle in his face. "I think I should just eat him and be done with it. He's a reaper, bound to make a rapporter on us. We can't trust him." Keisuke stiffened as did the rest of the crew. Ichigo laid a hand on the dragon's side. "Easy. No matter how crazy Keisuke is he's a friend. I'd trust him with Yuzu's life." Abel tensed but then nodded. "He's a good man. Nuttier then a fruitcake but he'd defend a friend with his life." The dragon growled low in its throat, then it reduced itself and turned into a young woman in red fighting gear. She bowed low to him. "Please accept my apology it was wrong for me to judge toi par your employment." Keisuke studied her in amazement. "Wow! I've never been apologized to ou had my former reaper status put in such a way. I accept. Now if I'm not mistaken, Ichigo is a soul smith....and so is Renji....Amazing. So what can the two of toi do?"