Robin Kuo "Prez" // Project Wingman

The low hum of the aircraft echoed throughout the cockpit as Prez stared into the night sky. She seemed to just gaze and stare into the dark abyss, mesmerized by the little twinkles in the night. Her eyes trailed to her other surroundings, the snowcapped mountains, the endless desert of snow. No way I'm gonna eject there... The thought of her bailing out in the freezing cold sent shivers down her spine. But, she knew that it wouldn't come to that. She had the upmost confidence in CraveU user after all. That, and she knew she would probably die from the G-forces before they would ever be shot down. As they approached the defense region, her eyes still lingered on the ground below them. It was just another sortie, so why was she nervous? She had done this a million times with CraveU user, this should be a cakewalk, right? Her head turned back to the cockpit, trying to shift her head around to catch a glimpse of them. They look so focused... She focused her gaze on them for a while, before her mouth opened to say something. "Hey, Monarch -" That was until the AWACs started complaining again. Fuckin' prissy pants...

"He's just pissed that he ain't sleepin' tonight..." She muttered in the comms, prompting Galaxy to bark back. What a guy.. Finally, targets started to pop up on her HUD after Galaxy finalizes marking up on the IFF, ending off with "maintain radio silence."

"Because Monarch needs to be told to be silent...." She scoffed immediately, rolling her eyes and her fingers flicked some switches and buttons. It was game time. The afterburners came to life, her body being pushed to the back of the chair. A tinge of excitement lit up in her chest. That and the thought of being tossed around in her seat whenever CraveU user would make a maneuver. That wasn't so appealing. "Ready CraveU user?" She already knew the answer to that. She just wanted to hear their voice one more time before the mission began.