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Hover

"The copter is in the hanger. Com with me. Hop inside or fly outside. Or whatever, I don't care." Hover fluttered toward the place she named. Black flight suit with white golden stripes hugging her curves.

The experimental weapon sat attached to her vehicle by a sloppily wrapped iron chain. It was large and metallic. And cannon shaped with a fat tripod on it. The accessories for it was neatly paced away in the storage hold.

[b]Rainbow[b]

The mare pursed her lips before speaking. They were wet after she licked them due to a familar desire. "Oh its the best type of surprise. One of my favorite things." Her eyes twinkled with a hunger that even on the dimmest day Sandy would have noticed before.