"Anyways, if you really know how, then why don't you start the damn plane??"
Art: "I'm on my way!"
Art started up into the plane, and heard the Eagle asking how long it took to learn how to fly.
Art turned to the Eagle, unaware it had followed them.
He began making stuff up.
Art: "Well, if you must know, it was a six month course, and I breezed through it like a dream."
He turned his attention to Charger, who was speaking ...
"Hehe... with flying colors huh? So where did the colors come from? The jet you were flying? Bwhahaha!"
Art watched as Kaira bit him, and supressed another laugh.
"Leave the poor guy alone. You guys always keep picking on him... Let him fly if he thinks he can."
Art nodded and smiled.
Art: "Thank you, Kaira. At least someone around here thinks I can do it."
Now if only I thought I could do it, Art thought miserably.
Blaze, meanwhile, was looking around the hangar, and happened to look out the doorway to see ...
The gunslinger reached the hangar in time to see the tigress bite the tail of the more tiger-like of the two tiger men.
Here they were.
He saw that the man-beast he had been chasing had spotted him, and raised his arms in a gesture of peace.
Blaze snarled, a very un-like-him behavior.
Blaze: "And what do you want?"
Roland: "I'm looking for companions to join me on a quest. I feel that the power you each possess can come in handy. Even that moronic bounty hunter might prove useful ..."
Art hears this, and shouts back.
Art: "I'm far from useless, stranger! Don't misunderestimate me!"
Roland ignored this stupidity.
Roland: "In any case, I am on my way to a city to the north, called Los Santos ... do you know of it?"
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