[b]Solo Island Control[/b]
[b]<<[/b]Peace Sparrow, you are all cleared for landing.[b]>>[/b]

"We'll let you all land first." Major Zondervan said to the pilots of Peace Sparrow. With this, the Belkans pulled away to give them more space to land.

[b]Solo Island Control[/b]
[b]<<[/b]Please head to the briefing room after landing for a debriefing.[b]>>[/b]

"Roger that." Charles responded and brought the F-4E into a landing path. Out of the corner of his eye, however, he noticed a stealthy looking aircraft with flames trailing from one of its engines going for a landing on another runway. Charles, curious, inquired about this to the tower. "Tower, there seems to be... a rather interesting aircraft coming in for a landing. It seems to be damaged. Is it one of the Belkans?"

There was a short pause.

[b]Solo Island Control[/b]
[b]<<[/b]...the Nosferatu? Must be our little butterfly coming home from her little excursion in Yuktobania. Neo United Nations pilot "Papillon", what is your status?[b]>>[/b]

[b]Unknown Pilot[/b]
[b]<<[/b] This is Papillon. My left engine is on fire and the right stalled about twenty seconds ago. I am also... *cough*, injured. Please prepare medical personnel on the ground and spray foam on the tarmac. I might need an arrestor cable prepared too.[b]>>[/b]

A female's voice spoke in response to the tower.

[b]Solo Island Control[/b]
[b]<<[/b]Affirmative. If it isn't a problem, could you give me a count of your kills today? If the Nosferatu does explode, we'll lose records and we'd like to know while it's still fresh in your mind. [b]>>[/b]

Papillon paused for a moment, but her radio was on and Charles could hear her breathing heavily, probably focusing on bringing the crippled aircraft in for a landing. As he did the same for his own plane, he felt a slight relief when he saw the landing gear and hook of the futuristic looking fighter lower.

[b]Papillon[/b]
[b]<<[/b]... I think about thirty-two fighters and eight bombers this morning and fifteen that attacked me on the way back.. Is that... satisfactory?[b]>>[/b]

Charles gasped at the announcement and looked at the plane bewilderedly. "Geez, captain, eyes on the tarmac!" Erika said as the Phantom began to drift slightly. With a nod he returned to landing and the Phantom was landed in a few moments. Descending from the Phantom, Charles took off his helmet and looked in the direction of the Nosferatu. It hit the runway with a clang and it rolled for a moment before its hook caught on the cable and it abruptly stopped. A moment later, some crewmen sprayed foam on the flaming engine. However, the cockpit remained shut. To Charles' horror, the cockpit seemed to be broken. He could just see the figure inside take out its knife and after cutting itself out, it began bashing on the glass of the cockpit until there was a hole large enough for her to crawl out of. "Papillon" then pulled herself legs first through the hole. With a thud, she landed legs first on the tarmac and stood for a moment before falling to her knees. She was gripping her arm, seemingly to apply pressure to a wound. A few paramedics ran over and pulled her onto a stretcher before wheeling her off to a building.

The two pilots remained silent as they witnessed this and after the pilot had been brought away, Erika spoke. "I wonder if it went better for Romeo...?

"Hope so." Charles murmured before heading towards the building, navigating around crewmen who rushed over to the now unburning Estovakian fighter.