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Noble Arms - The ASEAN War, Second Thread

reaper will smile. they pay me the big bucks for this exact reason she thinks. "fox two" she'll call, dropping a pair of hi-velocity missiles into the incoming shaheds. "splash one drone" she'll chirp, pulling a 180 turn which makes her vision grey for a second, and heading for the buildings. their faster on the flat, so lets lead em through the financial district. im the only one crazy enough to try it, so lets see how they respond the XM-24's engine howls as she dances through high rises, a shahed will plow into a high-rise, its operator misjudging a turn. two down, 11 more to go, and im rapidly running out of buildings to dance through

reaper will pull an immelman out of the financial district, g-forces pushing her back into the acceleration chair as the reaver will climb, the shaheds following like a pack of hounds after a fox. one shahed will get a hair too close, but the drone operator was either excited or itchy on the trigger finger. the resulting blast shakes reapers teeth, but aside from scratched paint, no appreciable damage was caused. thats my dogfight luck gone she thinks, hitting the afterburners to blind the shaheds sensors while pulling a corkscrew maneuver to get behind the drones and open up with the medium gunpod. with black spots dotting her vision shell spray bullets at the shaheds, cutting a few of them down. The remainder will decelerate, attempting to cut reaper down like an executioner. reaper will pull a barrel roll, putting her dangerously close to G-LOC (gravity induced loss of consciousness)

clinging to awareness like a drowning man clings to driftwood, reaper will ask for a little assistance from lotus squadron, which hurts her pride, but survival is more important than trivial things like killing drones by yourself. reaper had learned that the hard way after bailing out over Afghanistan after being lit up by a zsu. three days of dodging mujh in Kandahar had been enough for her, and she wasnt gonna repeat it, especially not in a full-fledged SNAFU like this. reaper will play the delaying game, buyjng time to regain her composure. she'll snaffle a drone when its operator makes a mistake, but that puts her in a bind as the seven remaining drones will charge her, hoping to blow this merc out of the skies for good. thankfully, a little gunpod work and some skill puts the rest of the shaheds out of commission "still got it" reaper purrs contentedly, like a cat who just bagged a very annoying mouse and dropped it at the owners feet

Noble Arms - The ASEAN War, Second Thread

reaper will stand to the side completely stock still, staring at the board like a tiger would stare at a packed lunch. She'll casually hum this corrosion by the sisters of mercy, before saying " ill stick to ROE as best i can. after all, you got my contract" she'll smile with absolutely no warmth. "if there is nothing else, im ready for some action" and with that, shell jog to the runway, get into the XM-24 reaver, and taxi at the towers purview

on the way over to phenom penh, reaper will stay near the front of the mass of aircraft heading into Cambodian airspace. the XM-24 reaver has a balanced payload of multi-lock air to ground missiles, a trio of 500 pound joint-directed area munitions, a medium gunpod (for those close-in dogfights), and some high-velocity missiles for any fast little buggers who like to boom and zoom. "whos ready to blow some people sky-high or into giblets!" reaper calls over squadron comms, then turns on her civilian radio in the cockpit, tuning it to local Cambodian news as they cross the border. this is where the fun begins she thinks as the planes separate into various groups.

reaper will find lotus squadron and form up on them "reaper to lotus squadron, i am ready for tasking. i got a full load of fuel and munitions, and im itching to use em" she says. "send me somewhere fun, ya?"

Noble Arms - The ASEAN War, Second Thread

[center]Appearance:



Name: reaper

Age: 20

Nationality: american

Misc Abilities: 20/10 uncorrected vision, flies three jets with mastery (F-15 eagle,XM-24 reaver, and the J-12 lancer) and can handle most others with a degree of familiarity. remarkable tolerance for stress and g-forces, above average physical fitness, will not hesitate to pull the trigger on anyone be they civilian or military, and a remarkable skill with pistols

Personality:

She loathes politicians and anyone who talks too much, preferring action over words. Most of all, she hates shrinks, who constantly try to dig into her psyche and make her more “human.” She’s content with who she is—a sociopath driven by the need for the chaos of war, where she feels most alive. Reaper is fearless in the cockpit, and to her, nothing else matters as much as the next kill, the next win.

*Likes: war, death, and fighter jets

*Dislikes: Politicians, those who yap too much and listen too little, shrinks

Fears: involuntary confimement

Bio:

Reaper, the 20-year-old mercenary ace, is a hardened warrior forged in the skies. She’s been piloting and dominating flight sims since before she could walk, and that experience has made her one of the best. Driven by the visceral thrill of battle, she believes in only one rule of war: win at any cost. Fortune has come and gone in her life, but she's always chasing the next high, the next near-death adrenaline rush. Earthbound life is a cage for her—if she’s grounded for more than a week, the walls start to close in, and she becomes dangerously restless.

reaper was the only successful test of project hammerfall, a project meant to create various supersoldiers. on reaper it succeeded better on her than anyone else. of course the project went over budget, and everyone but reaper was liquidated, and she was sent off to fight various wars with tacit US support. then came a falling out, and reaper was allowed to leave (likely by bribing someone)

she bounces around, making and losing fortunes, until she gets a ring from someone with a contract for ASEA

*Current Goal:

eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we may die

Military or Civilian Rank:

major, (granted for the duration of the contract)

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