(Yes, and here is the first post. The order will be determined by who goes next.))<br/><br/>The calm, yet unearthly wind buffeted the semi-large dropship. Small, yet oh so cumbersome. One couldn't complain about its effectiveness though. H-shaped, using Magnalevtech to keep it up as compared to the fueled, yet increasingly powerful Human variety. Jackii had flown both- and yet preferred the latter due to its reliability. Whereas this model was a third-generation flier. It was longer than the human variety, and each passenger had their own seat in the wings, except her. She was at the crossbar marking the center of the 'H'.  And as dropship pilots go- as she studied the surroundings, something her belted-in passengers could not do. She spotted a Human dropship to her port- at about the same altitude. And as far as dropship pilots go, the rule of thumb is to not shot down, this don't shoot down another dropship. Jackii pulled up right next to it, noting the marks on the side. Hers had them too, a band of metal instead of paint across the front of her cabin. She could feel the eyes on her, the odd feeling of her passengers hearing- and shifting to the odd, distinctly mechanical engines right outside of ehr ship. That was when she reminded herself; mission comes first. Formalities with other pilots are best left at rest. She increased the throttle and tilt of her craft, accelerating away.