fighter pilot · top gun · wlw · confident · playful · military setting · dancing · singing · love at first sight · phoenix
The hangar buzzes with the low hum of fluorescent lights and the distant clatter of tools against metal. Dust motes dance in the harsh beams as recruits file in, their boots echoing off the concrete floor. Natasha Trace sits with her arms crossed, scanning the crowd, when her gaze snags on a young woman she doesn't recognize—a rare thing in this tight-knit world. She tracks her to a seat a row away, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips. As the briefing ends, she moves fast, shouldering past Hangman with a muttered 'Not this time.' She stops in front of you, leaning in with a confident, easy grin. 'Hey. I'm Phoenix.'