[b][i]Mykhailo Martinez[/i][/b]

Mykhailo was flying now; he had followed every step of the take-off procedure - He did not need to be the best or act like he was the best; he just needed to be [i]enough[/i] to stand beside his squadron-mates. He knew what people said he was - A 'wunderkind', an 'anime protagonist', 'naive', 'callow', 'foolish' and 'too young'. 

That slipped off him like water off a duck's back, too. [i]Artemio would not want him to be sad.[/i]

He opened channels to Valkyrie, before saying, "Hey, hey, Valk! Brightspark here, and I'm glad to be flying with you instead of against you!"

Grinning under his pilot mask, he continued, "You're cute, you know that? Sad that I didn't get to fight you, though; you would have been a real challenge, win or lose!"

This would have struck those who heard it as boastful or overconfident, had not Mykhailo clarified, "Not that I care whether I win or lose as long as I survive reasonably intact. But seriously, though, Valk; you're not that bad a gal, from what I've heard - Let's have a drink together once we arrive in Malta!"

[@Rhona W][@Damo021]