[PRP]On The Wings of ---Oh look! SHINY! ( Puds & Ice)[FIN]

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It was fair to say the day was half over. What with the whole sky being a lovely blue color...then again there was what looked to be storm clouds in the distance some miles away. The perks of being on a base in flat terrain was that..and only that.

Maybe there would be rain, thought Talon as he leaned against the cafe chair he was sitting it. Moe was not too far off, being cute for the ladies and getting MUCHO PETTING TIME! It wasn't anything that concerned the pilot. Moe wasn't hurting anything, yet. Yet...even so, there was this odd prickling on the back of his neck as he thought long and hard. Wasn't there some special ZOID and person coming? Probably.

"Oye! Moe..hate to break it up but its time to head back, " the pilot said, throwing a couple of notes under the cup of iced tea ( now empty) and giving the ladies a wink. " We'll be back soon enough, lady killer. "

The dog sized robotic quadruped dinosaur barked a happy bark, then trotted after his master, tail swinging wildly as the two made their way from the city, to the base, then on the base to the main hangar. Talon took a glance at his own Zoid, which was still just chilling there looking thrilled it wasn't getting potentially shot at. Ah... good ol' Tyrant. Just chillaxing while papers were being processed.

Maybe Talon should start saving up funds just in case something happened to his beloved Zoid. Maybe... That thought made him sigh and sit on the back of the MRZ. " Hum...Moe... I should train you to carry stuff around... " he muttered, scratching just behind the belted mask of the little Zoid absently. ...Completely not paying attention to what was going on around him.  

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Talon was about to just head inside and ask for permission to go for a run when the dragon type Zoid came into the hangar. He stared at it for a moment, okay, a really long moment with his jaw dropping almost to the floor. Wow! Someone had money to get a Zoid like that!

A whistle escaped his lips and he was grinning from ear to ear, why, there be new blood in this here land! More people to talk to! YAAAY!

The Raptor Pilot was rather impressed, Moe on the other hand was upset that the pettings had stopped. It wanted more pettings and the lazy pilot wasn't doing his job. More pettings!

Still on the back of the MRZ, Talon found himself moving...slowly...across...the...floor...towards the rather new and impressive pilot that had exited the Redler. He waved to the girl and shouted a greeting. " You must be new. Mighty fancy Zoid you have there... Purple and green? " Minor comments here and there, but it was only so much he could do while on the back of the MRZ. He grinned again. Obviously he looked like a fool.

And the mechanics and other pilots ignored him. Normal. Silly... Pass the monkey wrench...  

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A sturdy little sucker ( and a babe magnet from the looks of it), Moe was pretty much as strong as an Ox and as as charming as a little Sugar Glider. The little Green, Tan, and brown thing chirped excitedly and sped up. Talon had to make a grab at the neck-frill of a mask to stay steady. And still, it looked effortless. Darn he was good.

"Fancy! " Talon said, then curiosity took over, "Where from? " As the girl looked back at her beloved Zoid, Talon couldn't help but glance at it as well. Hum.. It really would stand out as a scouter. The colors wouldn't be ideal for much of anything other then heavy assault during a storm, a mild storm, but a storm nonetheless. Why was his mind going over this? He hadn't a clue. Something told him that this was money bought and not merit earned.

Oh yeah. The pilot. That's what gave it away. An eyebrow raised at the mentioning of price. " Uh-huh..." he said, not at all convinced that that was the case. And she dared call Moe a toy!? Moe whimpered and stopped in its tracks, not but a couple feet away from the girl. " Toy? " Talon stood up and seemed to take a good look at the 'toy'. Could he be mocking her in some strange way? Possibly. She rubbed him the wrong way with insulting his companions.

His head shook and he started laughing. Wow... What a funny little girl. " This 'toy' was a gift from the Republic General for establishing friendly communications. He is not a toy. " Talon grinned and leaned forward to this girl with very interesting views on Zoids. "You can't put a price on companionship. 'Member that when repair bills come into play. " He snickered and then held out his hand, falling back on his heels. " Name's Talon. The green Raptor is mine. 'Nd you are? "  

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Oh! She was smart too. This might result in a friendship... Or not. Talon really wasn't up to judging that just quite yet. " Huh... Welcome to the podunk outskirts, where the drinks are five times as expensive, but taste just as bad. " He gave a grin and leaned on the little MRZ again.

The little MRZ chirped, and started wagging its stump of a tail. Talon chose to ignore the sudden trill whistle from the little dino. It wanted to be petted by this odd girl. Talon was still a bit skeptical of her to let the girl anywhere near his beloved things. " Probably not. But as it's your first time to the outer lands, best keep in mind that we think of everything as a friend and not some object to own. " He gave the girl a wink and relaxed. Talon wasn't in the mood to pick a fight with a pilot to a Zoid that could rip his own in thrice without blinking. His 'save the core' fund was still in the negative.

Her sudden interest in the MRZ made him shift uneasily. " Um...Yeah. Also got a sandwich out of it. He has an awesome sense of humor. Surprising considering all that's happened to them... Kinda feel bad for the Republic. " ...

And he tuned out for a bit. He got a shock of his life when he was told he was famous. " Whaaaaaa? " That was a shocker. So that means people were talking about him back at the capital. Oh dear... They better all be lies. " Sigh... really? Damn. I was going for low profile. And thank you. Tyrant has an attitude, but he's a pretty mellow Zoid compared to some. " Talon stared at the Tyrant and rather lost himself in thinking of all the improvements he could deal the Raptor. Starting with an armor upgrade. Then he heard something about a code name and back in the moment was he. " Ice, huh? " His eyes traveled from the fair pilot to the Redler. " Not as odd as some, but I take it the ice comes from your rather interesting hair color? " He dared to ask. Hey, it was a pretty color, just not one he saw all too often.  

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Talon rubbed the back of his head as he was given a title. Geh... So not used to this. Was he really thought that highly at the capital? Blah..If he had need to travel there, he'd give them pompus stiffs a talking to. " Er...You're welcome...? "

And he was gonna have to show the girl around? This was turning into a bad idea. Instead of vocalizing that, he snickered, " Sure, and free of charge too. " he stood up and pointed in a vague direction, " There's the mess hall, connected to the admin building, connected to that would be the officer's quarters. " Talon turned on his heels and pointed in the other direction. " The bunks are in that direction, as is the parade grounds, and the hallowed halls of the mechanics quarters. The bars are outside the base. Tours done. " He grinned at her, And Moe? Moe thumped over and demanded pettings from this new girl.

"It was the best sandwich I ever had. " Talon said, nodding with his arms crossed over one another. " They don't serve good BLT's here. " He grumbled and found his attention wavering. Eehh ....soo..boored...must...pay...attention! And no. He didn't see himself as famous. He saw himself as any other working stiff that just had to deal with the enemies more often then not.

Attention was back onto his beloved Raptor. Talon observed the snoozing Zoid, and grinned. "They're off doing other things. Two are out to get me and the other is somewhere off doing something important. We haven't had a group training in a while. Not that I'm complaining. Our personalities don't mesh well. Word is the team was put together by a game of darts. " He shrugged and then turned back to look at the girl.

Talon was aware of the oddities that the upper classes had. Including odd hair, eye, skin, and tattoo coloration and styles. " Fancy... An upper class gal like you in a place like this. Must have pissed someone off. " Talon just grinned. Yeah... Pissing this one off was a bad idea. But here, she was an equal and he didn't really want her to start pulling class here. The other folks wouldn't appreciate it. Neither would he, but he didn't care one way or another. "Say... Want a grab a drink or two after finishing your transfer papers? "  

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" Y'never said how much of a tour you wanted. " Oh she was humerous! Course, Moe there wasn't helping the situation by acting all cute and the likes. He as nuzzling into the girl practiaclly putting a motorboat to shame with the purring. Talon felt his eye twitch.

He snickered at her comment. "If you're that inclined, send a word up the ladder and get a mission for the group of us. Differences aside, we do work well..after a squabble. Or several. " Talon had heard of the new wolf squad, but wasn't really worried. It wasn't his military. And the chances of them not working were just as high. It all depended on how they acted in a crisis. " Or names out of a hat. I haven't decided which one is more appropriate. "


"Oh..." He said, seeming to think about what he was to say next. "So that's how them kids that don't know jack get custom Zoids. Fancy... I'll keep that in mind next I come across Jacob. Maybe ask him about his families bribed Zoids. Oh wait. No. He's a military brat. My bad. " Talon's smile looked more like a cat's grin. She had pushed a few buttons with that one, no doubt. Moe murred and bumped against Talon, to which Talon scratched the doglike Zoid behind the mask. "Sorry about that. But class is an issue I'd rather not discuss. " he said softly and midly distracted.

An eyebrow rose in a rather curious manner. Boy she could play. "It's always paperwork. Sometimes don't you wish it would just go all away? " A soft chuckle and the pilot nodded. "Sweet. I'll be hanging around here for when you want to hit the bars, Ice. " With that, Talon observed the girl leave, he frowned severely and headed to check on his own Zoid and mechanic pal. It really was just across the bay, but then again, it was probably a couple miles wide so it did take him quite a while to get over there in the first place.  

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Class was a touchy subject. And it was good that they got that out of the way now. Later on that might have caused some major issues that would mean the big whigs would have to step in and separate them. Which would be bad on both their parts.

Talon was muttering and snickering while he tinkered with the Tyrant. Moe was not too far by lounging on a foot/claw making hoots of agreement every so often or sighs of dejection. It wasn't anything major, just some minor repairs and maybe some upgrades. Not that he had any money for the upgrades. Most of his salary was being saved up for a rainy day in case something fell down the pipes.

Nonetheless, it felt nice to just sit and tinker for a bit while the world moved around. Very simple. No doom looming over so doom like, and no darn protocol to have to uphold. There was much muttered cursing coming from the laid-back pilot.

'Hoot, honk,squee--k!' said the little MRZ thirty feet below the pilot.

"Yeah. yeah...I'll take you for a walk as soon as I'm done running the cooling line for optimum--"

"-bellow- honk! "

" Moe! Shut up! If you had opposable thumbs I'd have you do this instead. "

"-click- Purr, squeak. "

" ... You're point is made. But I don't need a sharp beak to cut wires. You'll electrocute yourself. "

" Hoot, hooooonk!"

"Bored? Me too! I'm not the one sitting on my bum complaining about it. "

"Chirp. "

Talon glared down at the MRZ after that. Oh, so it was now going to insult him! "Am not! I'm far more fetching then you! Why, I could be a real lady killer if it wasn't for the fact I don't see the need to look for a wife. Thank you very much! " There was another hoot and a honk, Talon's eye was twitching by then, and he slammed the access panel closed, minor upgrade finished, slid down the access line and tackled the MRZ. "Take it back! "  

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"Nehchewhaaaaa? " Talon said, holding the MRZ in a rather interesting headlock as someone walked over and mentioned something about room and busy. That someone happend to be Ice. Maybe he would start calling her Icy. Ice made him think of that disgusting ice cream substitute he had to wolf down during lunch. "No! Not busy. Annoyed, but not busy. "

Moe was released and bounded over to receive the pettings. Eeeeeh! Pettings! He liked this squishy one. The little MRZ purred happily.

The pilot decided to ignore the whole previous havoc that had just happened and brushed a bit of dirt from his coveralls. He kept an eye on Moe and slid off the foot of the Raptor. "Er..You still up for that drink? " he asked, totally pretending like he hadn't just moments ago acted like a complete fool.