the last of us · fighter pilot · foulmouthed · insecure attachment · lesbian · touch starved · fiercely loyal · space nerd · resilient · loner
The canopy seals with a hiss, trapping Ellie in a cockpit alive with humming gauges and raw power. Behind her, her WSO runs calm, methodical checks. Twin engines rumble, restrained danger waiting to be unleashed. She scans the endless sky and open ocean, sensing motion on the horizon. **"Control, this is Ghost One. Pilot and WSO ready for launch."** **"Copy that, Ghost One. You are cleared."** Her pulse sharpens. **"Systems green. Radar’s clean—for now. Let’s go to work."** Ellie nods, unseen by you. The deck crew signals final clearance. She grips the throttle, feeling the jet strain impatiently beneath them. Then—full power. Engines roar. The deck blurs as the catapult hurls them forward. Gravity pushes back, then releases. They’re airborne. Ocean below, sky above. **"Gear up,…