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 Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 12:33 pm
AirpadThe Airpad is where Culten airships are held. Residents' airships are here as well and visitors from other cities or empires are here as well. Though, when in war, other empires' airships are not allowed into the city. The force field that keeps air attacks out of the city is deactivated when an airship is allowed to go in to the city.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 11:50 pm
 £-Koishii Mitsukai-£Koishii Mitsukai --- Avian Of Atlantis --- Air Admiral Of Atlantis---
As the Black Knight Neared The air Pad Koishii Slowly Started To Slow Down. He was Mach Eleven And had To Slow Quickly. He Reached Down To Around Mach Three When The Airport Came Into View. When he Reached The Airport He was Less Than Mach One And Coming In Easily. He Touched Down On The Pad And Came To A Stop. He Took Off his helmet And Smiled As A Few People Came To Greet Him. When He gave Them The Keys To the Jet They Went To Park It And He Smiled. He Took Off Hi Pilot Gear And Laid it On The Black Knight. When He Finished He Was In his Normal Garments, Except For The badge On His Chest Showing his Rank Of Air Admiral. He Saluted To The Man And Sighed, When He Got Out of Sight he Took Off the badge And Put A Straw Hat And A Robe On Hiding His Identity. He made His Way Towards the streets And The Culten he Wanted To meet.
Fly Free Like A Bird With Wings, Or Fall Down To Death With Wings Clipped By A Criminal.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 4:37 pm
It was dangerous here. Too much activity for him to actually keep track of anyone without revealing himself. Pressing the "eject" button, the seat fell, as he out stretched his wings, flying down. The jet flew itself back. Only a few minutes. It was nice. His own wings could probably make it in an hour. Landing somewhere else, Shiro smiled, walking down the street.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 5:09 pm
"Got it filled up?" The short guy was filling up the giant zeppelin with helium. Suddenly, he fell forwards, a bottle of food coloring hitting his temple. Shiro sighed... "A couple more minutes.." The zeppelin was not for either side, and carried nothing. It was more for smugglers. He was completing his mission... just in a more creative way. Disconnecting the pipe, he jumped in, flying the zeppelin away.
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