2 Notes: 1. The flag is put on the back of the rigging's tower & 2. The float plane will be going 350knots... Too fast for the actual floatplane but hey, Screw psychics ok... He probably put in a Wasp Major engine in that thing when no one was looking.
(AN note: You could loop this music, or you could change it yourself, up to you.)
Now, Back to the Mississippi:
And so, as he takes off from what occurred in the last half minute of the last chapter, He is currently flying over to see what the massive green blob and the 6 objects he was looking on his radar slowly come closer and closer every slightly as minutes drag on, minute by minute. While Mississippi looked at his radar, he started to notice something else.
2 Reels on his hip. Connect to them was 1 anchor on each side, but with 2 scythe tools on em whilst being connected via a click-like holder that he could easily retrieve them from and plop back into place with ease.
"These could come in handy if I gotta get close and personal."
"But when would I need them?"
As he said that, he started to play with them like a whip, twirling it in circles above or to the side of him, pulling his hand back, and throwing his hand forward with the chain to cause the scythe (s) to rush ahead of him.
"Pretty neat-"
Before almost taking off the wing he was standing on of the Kingfisher
Forgetting that the blades were sharp.
"SHIT-"
"Ok, I'm okay, just gotta not hit the plane or Imma have to travel by foot..."
"Now that I think about it, How do I even move on water?"
"Do I leave forwards or backwards to get moving?"
"Or could I get myself moving with my own thought?"
As he thought of it, both seemed feasible in both manners.
"Probably both."
He looks back at the radar to the radar and notices a notch on the top right of it.
"Probably should try this before I lose my head from my boredom."
And so, he tips the notch right, making a click. And making the objects have a smaller view of 10 nm.
"Ok, that brings the range closer to me, then turning it left should increase its range."
He proceeds to turn the notch left 2, making 2 clicks and changing the range of the object to 100 nm.
"Ok, that's getting me somewhere."
And as he is looking at it further, he notes that the 6-number group has merged with the huge blob and the 2 presuming carriers.
"Ok, well, they must be close to each other to cause that to occur on the radar..."
"There's more?"
Seeing on the radar were 3 more objects coming from the same direction those 2 came from. Along with 4 new objects coming from the direction of the six objects were coming from.
Note: Gonna change the name of the radar from object as we know what it is. To Avoid Confusion.
As the radar starts swiping back over them again, he sees that the movement of the 4 would reach them before the 3 will. He, however, will arrive earlier than both of them. He could guess by a couple of minutes to 30 seconds. If the speed is kept solid. 2-3 minutes, If not. 30 seconds. That is if he could guess properly. He's not a good guesser. So running math at the time seemed wise to do.
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