First Game

[break_the_nine]

Owwww....

[Well Leos certainly had a rough day. Right now he was being laid up in one of the Unity Group's infirmaries and his AC was... to put it bluntly a complete mess. This of course led to a severe ear bashing from both his operator Lana Nielsen as well as his sponsors. So all in all not a good day.]

Owww- Is... is that a pudding cup? YES! SCORE!I

[Or maybe not. Apparently someone decided pudding was a perfectly acceptable thing to give to recovering pilots on their food trays along with the rest of their meals.]

Mm? Oh hi!

Comments

[break_the_nine]

... Sometimes... skill and strength come from pain. A lot of it.

And how far you're willing to go as well...

[Leos stared down into his pudding blankly.]

So what if you break a few bones... if you've got the strength to save a few more lives, its got to be worth it.... right?

[tiger_ken]

And if that strength is only with you for five minutes? How many lives do you save then?

[break_the_nine]

As many as you can in five minutes obviously.

[tiger_ken]

I suppose that works.

[Ken gets up, pulling out another pudding in case Leos eats through the first too quickly.]

But we wouldn't have saved that plane in only five minutes.

[break_the_nine]

No... we wouldn't have...

[There was suddenly a calm and serene smile on his face.]

We'd probably saved it in one.

[tiger_ken]

...

[Ken sighs and shakes his head, not about to press it any further. He just leaves the extra pudding, and goes on his way.]