((gets hit by Urf's spatula and dies))

Corki would find the tarot card of the Chariot in his cockpit. It spoke to his long successful record of as a successful pilot.

Corki didn't respond to the summoner, simply glaring at him until he left.
Once Geo would leave, the Bombardier would reach into a drawer on his desk, pull out a small flask and take a swig. Shaking his head slightly at the strong taste of it but it helped him at those times.

Tilting his head in amusement at the sudden intrusion, Corki picked the card up and examined it all over and smirked when he understood the meaning and who dropped it off. Only one man could do that, Twisted Fate.
Slipping the card into one of the many small compartments in his cockpit, Corki's cheery attitude returned as he awaited the next of hopefully many questions.

((Bump))

Agreeable. But it's both commercial and... utility-based. I already have the aviators, and they're eager to become contest against your squadron.

"A contest 'ey? Now that is an idea!" Corki's expression brightened up considerably. With no wars and only League matches recently, he hasn't had the chance to keep his skills up to top notch, "Are yah sure your aviators are up t' the challenge t' fight mah squadron?"

((Bump))

((So much bumping))

A letter fell on the cockpit of his 'copter', it read:

"Dear Corki."

"Have you ever thought of useing lasers for your flying machine?"

((Well no one is posting questions ;_; ))

Corki thinks one over before writing out a response. His writing didn't carry his usual accent so it could be mistaken for anyone elses.

"Dear whoever gave me this letter.

I have indeed through about attaching lasers to my coptor. However, the League deems them too strong and as such, banned them.

Hope that answers your question.

-Corki."

They are, indeed. Without skilled opponents, they long to contest a champion's squadron, or someone of such rank and power. However, I must tell you ahead of time that I am not going to be involved, as I might become tempted to cheat through manipulation of the wind, so my men and women are all you will see. But I do wonder, what do you expect for a reward if my squadron is beat?