Chapter 6: The Road to Chicago
The orange mare stared at me quizzically. It was clear why. “What do you think I should do then?” I asked her.
She shook her head, “I don’t know how long it really matters for, John.”
“What do you mean?”
“I think that it doesn’t matter- I think we’re going to merge soon.”
“That doesn’t sound good.”
“I don't like it any better, but that's the way it is.”
“Well, shi-”
The colors of the sky above the farmland that this area was adorned with filled my vision quickly. It must have been early morning, because the sky glowed a brilliant orange. I heard the buzzing sound of what could have easily been a Cessna, or a crop duster. I decided now was a good time to get a start on my day, so I jumped off the cloud and flew off towards Chicago.
It was a cold day. I think it should be Tuesday or Monday- I didn’t remember. It didn’t really matter to me. All I knew was somepony was waiting for me in Chicago. Wait, wha- I processed my own use of dialects that were certainly not mine. Today was not off to a good start, that was certain.
It took me quite some time to realize something majorly wrong with my plan: how would I find the others I had contacted once I reached the city? It wouldn't be easy to find anypony in a city of that size. Damn it, if I actually knew the city maybe this could have worked, but I had no actual hope of finding them without a meeting point. It was incredibly dumb, in retrospect, to have come up with such a ambiguous idea.
So, what if I couldn't find them? I knew that I couldn't just sit around looking for them forever, but part of me wanted to. Zoning back to reality, I noticed a plane, a Learjet, to be specific, flying straight at me. Just then, I simply blacked-out. Good timing is key.
I was looking at what I was looking at before, and feeling what I felt, but I wasn't in control. It was apparent that Spitfire was as surprised by this as I was, as she didn't immediately take action. I mentally shouted for her to duck, to avoid the expensive corporate plane. Luckily, she seemed to know what to do and went straight downwards.
So, she somehow knew which direction to go, probably from my guidance, or the GPS in her hooves, most likely the latter in hindsight, but that wasn't important. What was important is that we were going to Chicago, we had to get there soon, and I had no idea for what we were going to do once we got there.
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I hope for some good headwinds on your journey.
man this is why im going to stick to one shots
you write a chater fic but run out of idea
i just puvlish everything into one big chapter or meny smal chapters but wait to submit the stroy until you are sure it willl be good
sory about my advice
1999762
I would give you spelling advice- but I don't have time for that.
1999914
agreed
2312559 Like I said, give it time.
Time is the key word here. Don't rush it mate. Hell, I've been through worse writer's block before, where I have seen writers lose almost all the will to continue writing their story. The next, even years later, they are back at it.
Don't be so impatient, for that will be your downfall.
A funny thing about the number of flights that you've mentioned thus far is that your airspace is still a wee bit quiet for the number of heavily traversed routes that have been crossed.
2470412 You're right. Not to mention the bravo airspace at the beginning.
2471672 Regardless of the details, I do like how you've made the skies alive. It's something often missing with pegasus on earth fictions.
The bravo sequence was took as a "Dude, I'm an A-10 fanatic. I don't even have to explain this." type of bit. It strangely fits in when one thinks about it though. The lower stall speed in combination with durability/noise makes for a better escort with an unknown magical sapient that lacks communication ability in a non-threatening vector over munitions testing ranges with standing orders such as what has been indicated by other collab fics. Their total silence threw me off, as I would expect at least morse code.
Anyways, I can't wait to see how this turns out!
2472099 You can fly into MOAs( Military Ops Areas) in real life without clearance. I was referring to Bravo Airspace in the beginning. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Airspace_class
2472895 I must admit that I'm ground crew with a bit of an armchair passion for flight. The classes do make sense though...
I wasn't aware of the lax handling around the testing ranges.
(Sorry, winding down for the evening and my brain's coasting to a halt...)