OOC: This is all Xena Mun's Fault (Alright and Snake's obsession)

Vid love. Snake loves this video!!! Can anyone tell me what this song is?

Xena Reborn Snake wants to know when he gets to see that little black outfit she climbs out of the ocean in.

Dogfight with the Paparazzi (Tag: Will/Orlando/etc)

Snake watched the red blip coming up on his radar. This had to be the funniest thing he’d done in a long time. He’d had a gunfight earlier and he left the blood on his coat and pants for effect though he didn’t care much for flying across the Atlantic in such a mess. Too bad, this was a favor for a friend. He let the glider coast as he loaded his rifle and leaned it against his leg when he was through.

Trying to contain the laughter was impossible as he pulled the stick back plummeting into a steep dive. He flipped on the outside cameras and sure enough there were assholes outside Will’s house. Snake watched the red blip flash over them. The calculations of the road width were running down the side of the display it was going to be close.

Snake came up only a few feet from the ground. He knew the glider would be whistling as it came down the street toward them. The laughter started again as Snake brought it down right before the house. He engaged the tail blade and heard it screech against the concrete as the glider spun out like a car in a police chase. The wings were inches from cars and poles but Snake knew exactly what he was doing.

His eye watched the numbers roll down to zero and shot the grapple into the asphalt. The glider jolted and slid to a halt perfectly. There were heat signatures a few feet ahead. They probably had their cameras up. Not everyday a prototype glider, a stolen military prototype at that, comes screaming down the road. Snake released the engines and they whined as the rocket pack cooled.

Snake forced the smile out of his expression before hitting the cockpit latch. The dark glass snapped back jolting the glider. It was time. He lit a cigarette and grabbed the rifle forcing the serious expression again. Snake popped up out of the cockpit like some deranged jack in the box with a rifle in his hands. He couldn’t stop the smirking as he stepped out on the wing.

This was home for him and he walked with grace on the rocking glider as his weight pushed the wing tip down to the ground. In a flash the rifle was up and Snake shot the video camera right off one of their shoulders. Laughing he jacked the slide and got ready to take another shot. He hoped Will appreciated this but even if he didn’t Snake could care less this was fun.


OOC: Takes place during Snake's return flight after his first trip to London to see Rose and Henry. Instigated here.

Wind and Fire, what else would I be?

( I'm rolling thunder pouring rain I'm coming on like a hurricane )