[For some reason, the sheer challenge in Booster's statement is enough to spurn whatever part of his real personality Hal's had buried away into action. Clawing its way past the misinformation and the false memories that have been clinging to him all day, he levels a "Bro, please" look at the other man.]
Not on your gold-plated ass, Booster. Everyone knows I'm the best flier in the universe.
[It's brief. Seconds later his expression slides back into uncertainty, a headache blossoming behind his eyes. Flier? Pilot? He's a fireman, for goodness' sakes.]
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Date: 2011-07-06 04:50 am (UTC)Not on your gold-plated ass, Booster. Everyone knows I'm the best flier in the universe.
[It's brief. Seconds later his expression slides back into uncertainty, a headache blossoming behind his eyes. Flier? Pilot? He's a fireman, for goodness' sakes.]
What?