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The Red Wings RP
Cecil looked out from the cabin door of his new airship. He got up and walked out to the deck. How sweet the air must taste... He itched to take off his helmet, but he was forbidden to do so because he was a Dark Knight. The wind pounding against his head... How wonderful would it feel to feel the rushing wind flowing, flying through his hair? But he mustn't. He walked back to the cabin to resist the temptation of taking off his armor. He felt stressed. He was but a lowly Dark Knight, and now this... The airship fleet... Baron was the first nation to have one, thanks to the master machanic Cid. But what if the King got too greedy with the fleet? He quickly pushed the thought out of his mind. Never, he reasoned. How wrong he was to be... As they flew over the other nations, he felt a sense of pride. Over Mist, over Baron, over Kaipo, over Damcyan... Then he heard a call from one of the crew members... He had no idea what trouble was about to ensue.
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