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[callmemajor]

For some reason, the door to the Bar has been consistently showing up in Lorne's mother's laundry room the entire time he's been visiting her.

So it's a somewhat gentle whirring, a pleasant warmth, and the scent of fabric softener that greets them when he leads Jack through the door.

"It's not as exciting as Atlantis," he says with an apologetic smile.


[ooc: Adult content within.]

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[callmemajor]

Lorne hesitates for a moment before saying, "I can probably let you take over the controls for a while once we're up, if you'd like."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack looks at him and smiles. "That would be wonderful."

He reaches over to touch the back of Lorne's neck a moment.

[callmemajor]

Lorne beams back at him.

It's not far from his mom's house to the base, and it takes just a few minutes for them to get through security and for Lorne to clear the flight with his friend before they're shown to the locker room and given flight suits.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"It's flimsy, compared to the ones we had," Jack murmurs as he pulls on his. "What's this made of?"



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[callmemajor]

"It's called Nomex," Lorne says. "It's flame-retardant. I think that's pretty much all the protection it's going to offer though."


[ooc: Very useful, thanks! :)]

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack pauses, and then nods and continues pulling on the flight suit. The zipper gives him a moment of uncertainty--they still weren't common in his time--but he figures it out.

[callmemajor]

Lorne picks up two helmets and hands one to Jack. "Ready?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Jack says resolutely and puts the helmet on.

[callmemajor]

Lorne gives him a quick smile and leads him out to the tarmac. Perkins is there, waiting by an F-14 Tomcat.

Perkins smiles when he sees them and gives Lorne a few last minute instructions before leaving them to it. Lorne gestures for Jack to climb up the stairs to the cockpit first.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Let me look at it a little first," Jack says and runs an admiring hand down the wing and under the belly like a rancher considering a stallion for stud.

[callmemajor]

Lorne smiles and leans on the stairs to watch him. "Take all the time you want," he says.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"She's a beauty, Evan," Jack says softly. "I almost want to ask you to take her up alone so I can see her in the sky first."

He grins at him. "But I'd rather be in the sky."

[callmemajor]

"Well, get in then," Lorne says, grinning. "You can watch some of the others going up after we're finished if you still want to."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

More grinning, and Jack scampers up the stairs.

"Good god," he murmurs at the sight of the cockpit.

[callmemajor]

Lorne is right behind him, and he smiles at Jack's reaction. "It's less complicated than it looks. I promise."

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"I'll take your word on that," Jack says and begins to buckle himself in.

[callmemajor]

Lorne climbs into the front and straps himself in as well. "You'll want to flip your visor down," he says. "And make sure you can hear me through the radio."

He starts flipping switches and going through his pre-flight checks which mun knows nothing whatsoever about.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack obeys and waits for Lorne to finish, watching the lights and readout panels.

[callmemajor]

Lorne finishes his checks and an airman on the ground wheels the stairs away as another one directs them to the runway. He gets clearance for takeoff and says, "You ready for this?"

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack smiles and says, "Let's fly."

[callmemajor]

Lorne grins and takes off down the runway. The roar of the jets drowns out all sound not coming through their earpieces and before long, the jet lifts off the ground.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

Jack breathes in and closes his eyes. It's been nearly a year since he's been in a plane--the jumper wasn't the same, it didn't have the same feel of gravity pulling against it--but he can still feel it in all the same places, in his gut and his feet and between his eyes, exactly where they're heading and where they need to be.

It's flight. It's glorious.

[callmemajor]

Lorne takes a moment to enjoy it as well. The X-302s are better than jumpers for getting the feel of pulling Gs, but even they have inertial dampeners, and there's something unique about the feel of being up in a jet.

"How you doin' back there?" he asks after a moment.

[firstcptjack.livejournal.com]

"Hangin' in there," Jack says. "Remembering to breathe."

[callmemajor]

Lorne smiles. "That's the most important part," he says. "Keep doing that, and you should be just fine."

He's not pushing the jet just yet. They haven't even broken the sound barrier.