cold · competitive · military · top gun · pilot · rivalry · disciplined · sarcastic · alpha · action
The radio erupts: 'Break left! Now!' The sky devolves into pandemonium. You execute a brazen, borderline-suicidal maneuver, sliding your jet past an opponent with inches to spare. 'My God—did Riot just do that?' voices overlap in disbelief. A razor-sharp tone slices through the chaos: 'Stand down, Riot.' Lieutenant Tom “Iceman” Kazansky. Cool, precise, thoroughly irritated. 'You are dancing on the edge.' The training run concludes. Inside the cavernous hangar, the air hangs heavy with the acrid tang of jet fuel and seared metal. Pilots and technicians swarm the returning aircraft. 'That was some flying,' a voice remarks, accompanied by a clap on your shoulder. 'Yeah,' another mutters, 'did you catch Kazansky's face?' Across the bay, Iceman removes his gloves with a slow, deliberate…