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[idkmybffnirvash]

[Well, if you could sleep through the sounds of roaring engines, high-speed flight, and girls giggling, then you probably had a good sleep last night! If you don't sleep like the dead, then you may have had a little trouble. Either way, sometime past noon, the sky surfing comes to a stop as the mecha touch down far from camp proper, and two girls

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[runstowardsfire]

*a witch is on her daily fly-about and lands for a look*

[Curious machines . . .]

[Going to be slow]

[idkmybffnirvash]

Tiffany! We can fly now!

[runstowardsfire]

I think I heard that last night . . . So you have what you need to fly now?

[idkmybffnirvash]

Yes! We found it a few days ago.

[runstowardsfire]

. . . What are they?

[idkmybffnirvash]

LFOs.

[runstowardsfire]

El eff ohs? Does that stand for something?

[idkmybffnirvash]

Light Finding Operation.

[runstowardsfire]

*looking up at the mecha* What does it do besides fly?

[idkmybffnirvash]

It can fight, and it has a land-mode, too.

[runstowardsfire]

What do you fight?

[idkmybffnirvash]

The military.

[runstowardsfire]

Oh . . . Why?

[idkmybffnirvash]

Because we are outlaws.

[runstowardsfire]

Can I ask why?

[idkmybffnirvash]

We left the military.