originally posted in:The New Dojo
He winces as bullets dug into the thicker metal plating, making him uneasy. He tried moving down toward a small park, landing in a smaller clearing with trees all around.
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The Migs flew overhead and bypassed him. They retained control of the sky.
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As Q landed, he took off his air pressure mask, taking deep breaths as he wiped his head off with a towel. "Uuhgg... Shoulda stayed on vacation.."