>>38180099
Looks like Morrigan’s going back to the military post to find a job. Bellona and Sarah are also standing around with equipment in hand, they might need help. You could also either go to the market to see if they have anything or maybe you could just go read some more.

>Go with Morrigan.
>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.
>Go to the market.
>Go read some.
>Other.

*Her name is Bellona, my error last thread.

>>38180109
>>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.

>>38180109
>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.

We good boy.

>>38180109
>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.

>>38180109
>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.

>>38180109
>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.

TIEM FOR USEFULNESS

>>38180109
>go with morrigan

>>38180109
>>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.

Time for 'kid more fucked up than Jonah' quest

>>38180109
>>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.
Be useful and practice how to make a proper first impression.

>>38180109
>>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.
Stick to what we know we can do, I guess?

>>38180109
>go with morrigan
We know the Sargent! We got connections!

>>38180109
>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.

As much as I want to go see the sarge again, I think Will would more likely see this as being the most useful.

>>38180099
>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.

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>>38180109
>>Help Bellona and Sarah with their equipment, show them the armory.

ITS TIME.

I guess you all were waiting on me...

Anyway, it's clear that we're being helpful.

Writing.

Help with equipment, time to be handy!

>finally made it back into another Guide thread! Yayifications!

>>38180393
Waiting? Mate, I'm skipping sleep here. I'm ecstatic.

Missed the first post but yay! Child PTSD quest is here once more!

Good to see based Guide doing god's work.

>>38180393
>Waiting
Mother fucker I am writing case briefs and legal reasoning at half pace for this.

>>38180393
Waiting? I saved validation for a major driver change to end of day so I could use the auto task scheduler so I could be in here...

>>38180393
Homework has progressed to a crawl for you Guide

>>38180654
I have no idea as to what any of that means. If you're the IT guy I love you. Thanks for fixing the printer.

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>>38180109
You decide that if you’re going on a mission, that you should probably be useful and help the new people get ready. People dying because of equipment troubles is bad, it hurts when their friends beat you up, even if it wasn’t your fault.

It doesn’t take much to get Bellona’s attention, she’s already looking at you like she seems to do nearly all the time. You just wave at her and she heads towards you. You do have to walk up to Sarah, who jumps a little bit.

“W-what?” she asks, her hand falling back to her rifle.

“Armory,” you say, pointing towards the door, “Gear up.”

“O-oh,” she says, before turning and hefting her large rifle, “Ok.”

Morrigan turns to look at you and nods before heading out the door. “Get her the extra set of armor if she doesn’t have any Billy,” she says, “And make sure they have ammo. I’m sure the boys have something for us to do.”

You nod at Morrigan, turning to head towards the armory, both of your new arrivals following you.

Cath comes along as well, filing in behind the other two as you head towards the other side of the room and the one spare set of armor. Grabbing it, you head back over to the new girl, holding it out for her.

“Mine?” she asks as you hold it up.

“Yes,” you say, “Morrigan said so.”

“Thanks,” she says, taking it and attempting to put it on, though she has a bit of trouble with it. You stand back and watch, making sure she gets it right.

Cath comes up to the table with what ammo you have, rolling out some of the LMG ammo for Bellona.

“Will,” says the aforementioned girl, “could you help me with my weapon?”

You look over to the girl, who’s in an awkward position trying to put her own armor on. You hear what might be a grunt from where Cath is.

>Go help her with her weapon.
>Check on Cath.
>Other.

>>38180838
>>Check on Cath.

>>38180838
"just a moment" then go check on Cath

>>38180838
>Check on Cath.

>>38180838
>Go help her with her weapon.

>>38180838
>>Go help her with her weapon.

>>38180838
>>Check on Cath.

>>38180728
Yes IT guy, but fuck printers, I have nothing to do with em. I'm the guy that makes graphics stuff work

>>38180838
>>Go help her with her weapon.
If it doesn't look like a repeat of the bar, then I don't see why not.

She's gonna try to molest him, isn't she?

>>38180838
>Go help her with her weapon.
Looks like she needs more help right now.

>>38180838
>Check on Cath.

>>38180838
>>Check on Cath.

Take care of our own, first.

>>38180838
>Go help her with her weapon.

>>38180838
>Go help her with her weapon.

Well she asked

>>38180838
I'm conflicted as hell the grunt could be trouble.. and Cath doesn't talk.. so..
>Check on Cath.

>>38180838
>Go help her with her weapon.

>>38180838
>>Check on Cath.

>>38180838
>>Check on Cath.

>>38180838
>Check on Cath.
I think she's trying to get our attention on something

>>38180838
>>Check on Cath.
One second.

Looks like we're checking on Cath.

Writing.

>>38180838
>Check on Cath.

Cath. Making Noise!? This must be important!

>>38180838
>Check on Cath.

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>>38180838
You turn to look at Cath, any noise from her is really enough reason to check on what’s happening.

Cath is looking at you and Bellona, with what might be a disapproving look on her face, but you’ve never seen one on her before so you can’t be sure. She sees you turn to look and then waves you over. You nod and head over to her, leaving Bellona to her own devices for the moment. Cath’s face turns away from her possibly disapproving look as you come over. She holds out a box of ammo, big rounds for the sniper rifle that Sarah is using and then grabs the ammo for Bellona’s LMG, nodding at it.

“Me,” she says, stepping around you and heading towards the other girl as you hold the box. You guess that means Cath is going to help Bellona. Taking the box of rounds over to Sarah, who has managed to get her armor on mostly right, you hold it out.

“Ammo!” she says, seemingly excited and digging around in her bag for several magazines that she pulls out. You take one from her and you both begin to load, even as you hear a disappointed sigh from Bellona.

“You aren’t Will,” you hear, causing you to glance over and see Cath setting up Bellona’s weapon.

Cath looks at her and shakes her head, before going back to the weapon.

Bellona looks at you and a small smile appears on her face. You just turn back to loading the ammo for Sarah.

>>38181425
Dammit Cath I can't molest you!

>>38180099
>there is an entire building in Fort Riley dedicated to housing strange women who want to take your money from you.
I had a legitimate guffaw.
>>38180838
Also happy being helpful is going well so far.

>>38181425
As you finish, Nem and Morrigan come into the room, Morrigan carrying a map.

“Alright, gather round,” she says, unfolding the map onto the table.

Everyone gathers around as Morrigan begins to point at the map.

“We’re here,” she says, pointing at Fort Riley, which is pretty similar to what’s on the map, “There’s reports of a decent sized bandit hideout here,” she says, pointing farther down on the map, “In the old Herington Hospital. They don’t know how many there are, but estimate that it’s at least twenty. There’s enough light that we can make it down there today and hit them, so gear up. Make sure to take what you need, we may have to spend the night camped out. Mary’s packing some food right now.”

Morrigan looks up at all of you, “Twenty minutes, then we’re leaving.”

Morrigan, Nem and Cath all head to their lockers as do you.

Then you hear Morrigan call out to you.

“Billy,” she says, causing you to turn even as she chucks what looks like a small backpack to you, “Take this.”

>Received Tier 0 rucksack. Allows 2 additional items to be carried.

“Make sure you leave room for food,” she says, before turning to her own gear.

>William has 4 slots for equipment, one dedicated to ammo. Leaving one spot for food, there are two remaining slots.

Choose two items for him to take.
>Medkit, Tier 1.
>Extra ammo.
>Blanket.

>>38181471
>>Medkit, Tier 1.
>>Extra ammo.

will is use to the cold.

>>38181471
>Blanket.
>Medkit, Tier 1.
Gotta be useful and warm

>>38181471
>Medkit, Tier 1.
>Blanket.

>>38181471
>>Medkit, Tier 1.
>Extra ammo.
Usefulness beats warmth

>>38181471
>Medkit, Tier 1.
>Blanket.

>>38181471
>>Medkit, Tier 1.
>>Blanket.

We have quite a bit of ammo already.

>>38181471
>Medkit, Tier 1.
>Extra ammo.

>>38181504
>>38181490

If you're too cold you can't pull a trigger or use a scalpel.

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>>38181471
>Medkit, Tier 1
>Blanket
Someone gets hit, we have to cut up blanket to help them.

>>38181524
this'll force will to share warmth with someone.

>>38181471
>Medkit, Tier 1.
>Extra ammo.

>>38181471
>>Blanket.
>>Medkit, Tier 1.
A blanket isn't quite a towel, but it can work. I bet Will hasn't read that book ever in his life so far though. That's depressing too.

>>38181545
We can be the provider, anon. It's a cover for being useful.

>>38181545
IF we bring the blanket he'll share because he's the one one who thought to bring one.

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>>38181471
>Extra ammo.
>Blanket.
"If you can't do something smart, do something right. Pack enough ammo to last all night."

>>38181471
>>Medkit, Tier 1.
>>Extra ammo.

>>38181471
>>Medkit, Tier 1.
>>Blanket.

>>38181471
>>Medkit, Tier 1
>>Blanket.

Will's gotta learn to loot his ammo.

>>38181596
>not bringing the Medkit
are you even helpful.

>>38181596
I... I think will and Jayne would get along really, really well.

>>38181471
>Medkit, Tier 1.
>Blanket.
Stay warm when it's cold. I'm sure Will doesn't need a book for that.

>>38181471
>Medkit, Tier 1.
>Blanket.

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Anyone think this makes an okay pic for Will?

Alright, Med Kit wins by a mile, with Blanket edging out extra ammo.

Writing.

>>38181642
Its either the blanket or the medkit.

I made a value call and I stand by it.

>>38181685
Too much emotion.

>>38181685
It's ok, needs more 1000 yard stare.

>>38181736
stand by a grave of a friend then.

>>38181685
I can't see the "I don't understand that my life was terrible, but people keep looking at me wierd when I tell them about it." in that picture

>>38181980
To be fair, there aren't a whole lot of pictures like that.

>>38181980
>>38182016
I kinda picture his facial expression looking like >>38181533 All. the. time.
"Like soldiers?"
"...They don't shoot prisoners"

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>>38181471
You nod to Morrigan, quickly armoring up and loading your pouches with ammo. You but your Med kit on your bandolier as well, leaving it easy to access. Looking at the rucksack, it’s not that big, but it’s big enough for a blanket and Morrigan said you might be spending the night. Having grabbed everything you need, you head up to your room at a quick step. When you make it up there, you grab the blanket you bought from Koko. It’s a bit tougher looking than the one you got from MMS and you don’t want to get that one messed up, they might get mad.

As you come back downstairs, you see everyone else with weapons and bags getting handed solid boxes of food by Mary.

“Sandwiches,” she says as you come up, “some jerky and other trail food. Don’t eat it all in one go.”

You nod putting the food in your pack.

“Everybody ready?” asks Morrigan, to which you nod. Cath nods as well.

Nem says, “Let’s go!” You notice that she’s not carrying her shotgun, instead a smaller looking weapon that is vaguely similar to an assault rifle, but different from that as well.

“Ready,” says Sarah, her rifle slung over her shoulders.

Bellona just nod’s as well, a smile similar to Nem’s on her face.

With that Morrigan turns and leads you out of the building and Fort Riley.

>>38182339
Your target is apparently a good distance away, as you’ve been walking at a solid steady pace for nearly two hours by now and you don’t think you’re anywhere near where you’re headed. It’s been mostly quiet, everyone keeping their eyes out for trouble, even Bellona.

You’ve been following the old roads for the most part, the cracked and spilt surface occasionally covered with an old beat up car. Years of neglect have left them far from perfect. As you reach an intersection, Morrigan holds up her hand.

“Rest break,” she says, “Take ten, drink some water.”

You see Nem and Cath immediately setting down some of their gear, pulling out canteens of water. You do the same, looking around.

>Go talk to someone (who?)
>Just rest.
>Other.

>>38182362
>Go talk to someone (who?)
Sarah

>>38182362
>Other.
>Drink some water

>>38182362
>Go talk to someone (Bellona)

>>38182362
>>Go talk to someone (who?)
Nem.
"What's that gun you're using?"

>>38182362
>>Go talk to Nem

I don't think we ever really talked to her.

>>38182362
>>>Go talk to someone (who?)
>Nem.
>"What's that gun?"

>>38182362
>Go talk to someone
Nem

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>>38182362
>Go talk to someone
Nem. Ask her about her gun, since Will doesn't seem to know much about it.

>>38182362
>Go talk to someone (who?)
Nem. The one of the original 4 we have the least amount of time with

>>38182362
>rest

Ok, talking to Nem and asking her about her gun.

Writing.

So what NOD do we have since we're staying out for the night? I assume we're hitting them with a soft clear at night since we're severely understrength in terms of number?

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>>38182362
As you set your own pack down, pulling out a canteen of water that Mary gave you, you once again look at Nem’s gun. You’ve never seen one like it before, not that you remember, so you walk over to her as you take a small drink.

Nem is taking a drink of her own as you walk up, the small girl only looking slightly less peppy from your march. As she pulls the canteen down, she sees you coming towards her.

“What’s up Billy boy?” she ask you, the same big grin she usually has coming back as you approach.

“Your gun…” you say, “What is it?”

“Oh this?” she says, lifting it up over her head and handing it to you, “It’s a sub-machine gun. Good for close quarters work, easier to handle in tight spaces than my shotgun. Not so great at long distances though.”

You examine the gun, which has a small stock and is relatively compact. It’s on safe and after checking to see if it has a round chambered, you slide the magazine out and examine the ammo.

“Smaller rounds than an assault rifle,” says Nem as you examine it, it seems to be using pistol sized rounds, “But for close range, a burst from this baby is more than enough to drop a bandit.”

You nod to Nem, handing her weapon back to her after reseating the magazine.

“So how are you doing Billy?” she asks you, “First long march with Morri is the hardest one.”

You shrug, it’s not the worst you’ve hurt, but the steady pace isn’t too bad.

“Heh,” says Nem, plopping down on the ground and opening up her boots, “Almost forget you’re like Cath, no spare words. Never go that myself, quiet is lonely.”

>>38183030
Nem opens up her boots and checks her feet, something you watch with mild interest.

“You should check your feet too,” she says, “on long marches you can hurt yourself, slow down the group. You don’t want that.”

You shake your head and plop down next to her, pulling off your boots and checking your feet, which are slightly sore but seem fine overall.

“Do that every stop,” says Nem as you re-tie your boots, “It’ll keep you healthy.”

You nod at her as Morrigan calls out, “Time’s up, let’s go!”

Picking up your gear, you fall back into the pace Morrigan sets.

Many hours later after a few more rest stops and another longer one to eat, you reach your destination as the sun is starting to set.

The target is a relatively large single story building. It’s in slight disrepair, but overall it seems to be in decent shape. You and the rest of the squad are in a decently thick grove of trees several hundred feet away, a few dilapidated houses nearby.

“What’s the plan boss?” asks Nem, as Morrigan peers at the building through the leaves.

“Not sure if we should go now or wait until night,” says Morrigan, “Night attack means we might get lucky and they’ll be asleep, but it’ll also be dark and cold while we wait.”

“Or we go now when they’re all likely awake,” finishes Nem for her.

“Right,” says Morrigan.

“I say we go now,” says Nem, “No light will be a bitch.”

Morrigan turns to Cath, who shakes her head and taps her wrist.

“One for go one for stay,” says Morrigan, turning to you, “Any opinion Billy?”

>Go now.
>Wait.
>Shrug.
>Other.

>>38183056
>>Wait.
Use Blanket.

>>38183056
>Shrug.


>>38183030
>quiet is lonely.
>Flashback to being surrounded by other dead children on a quiet battlefield.

>>38183056
>>Go now.

>>38183056
>>Other.
recon

>>38183056
>Wait.

>>38183056
>Wait.

>>38183056
>Wait.
Gives us a chance to scope out the location. We brought blanket for a reason.

>>38183056
>Wait.
We out numbered. Better to tip the scales as much as possible in our favor

>>38183056
>Other
>Recon

>>38183056
>recon

>>38183121
Scouting the area from a distance will allow us give us intel on the site before it becomes too dark to see.

>>38182432
>>38183030
Haha, fucking called it

>>38183056
>Go now.

>>38183056
>recon

>>38183056
>Go now.

>>38183056
>Wait
We were smart. We brought a blanket.

Alright, wait/recon it is.

Writing.

There should be a strict no smoking policy during this op. Not only do we not want to give away our position to the enemy, but Sarah should have clearance to kill anyone who lights up during the night.

>>38183402
I doubt Morrigan is dumb enough to light up out here.

>>38183402
She's not even officially apart of the gang yet. She has like no authority.

Rolled 12, 20 = 32 (2d20)

>>38183356
Give me a d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>38183474
fffffffuck a twenty.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>38183474

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>38183474

>>38183492
Nice.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>38183474
Fuck

>>38183492
nice

>>38183474
>>38183492
>>38183493
>>38183496
You have officially scouted the shit out of the place.

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>>38183492
You... you are the hero this thread deserves.

>>38183492
Yeah, tell me about it.
>>38183459
I think it was meant that she would snipe targets that starts smoking at the hospital once we storm it.

>less than section/squad size
>have to assault building with at least 20 guys
>walk at least 6 hours for the 54km, following the road which is the most dangerous route but saves time
>presumably straining as everyone has to keep watch at all times for ambush
>ask if you want to begin assault immediately as if you don't need a plan and break
>no night vision, the only possible significant advantage other than bringing HESH in a tank
>expect to survive

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>>38183533
You basically just described most combat in Kosovo. If these men could do it, so can you.

>>38183533
Morrigan lights a cigarette and stands at the top of the embankment we're camping under in the dark gazing out at the hospital.

Cath will start hip firing an unmounted M2 Browning.

>>38183009
What is a NOD?

I only know the Cain kind.

>>38183620
Acronym for night vision goggles, forget the fancy technical term.

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>>38183533

>>38183644
Night operations... device?

>>38183660
This gif hurts me everytime I see it and I'm not even a gun carrying /k/ommando.

>>38183644
Ahhh thanks anon.

>>38183660
I don't even spend time on /k/ and my brain hurts from this. I can't even spell things right anymore (without re-typing).

>>38183697
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OEEEy1dMceI

>>38183574
Really? That bad?

It sucks being African or Ukrainian.

>>38183719
What did I just even watch.

>>38183721
African? Or European?

>>38183719
haha I don't even

>>38183884
Ladened?

>>38183533
>>38183605
>>38183660
>>38183697
>>38183715
>>38183897
>>38183784

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>>38184037
Fuck me forgot pic.

>>38183056
“Wait,” you say, “Dark is good.” You remember all the times you attacked somewhere, how many more casualties you took each time you charged in the day. While the night is cold, the night is also your friend.

“Dark is good,” agrees Morrigan, still peering at the building, “So let’s wait for dark and do some recon in the meantime. Sarah, I want you looking through those windows, I know you can’t see much but even a vague count is good. Nem, you and I will check out the surroundings. Everyone else stay here and stay quiet.”

You nod as both Nem and Morrigan head out, Sarah settling in behind her rifle to watch through the few windows in the back. Nearly an hour later, both Nem and Morrigan appear out of the gloom with smiles on their faces.

“Oh boy oh boy are these guys idiots,” says Morrigan as she pulls out her canteen and takes a swig, “They’ve got a guard in the front, but the back doors are unlocked and nobodies watching them. How many did you count?” she asks Sarah, who pulled away from her scope when Morrigan and Nem came back.

“Not many,” she says, her voice quiet but not nervous like before, “Probably about a dozen, most headed deeper inside.”

“That’s because most of the fuckers are inside and drunk,” says Morrigan, putting her canteen back, “All twenty three of them. The one guy out front is halfway shit faced too. Don’t know where they got it all or who the hell is in charge, but they’re shit at their jobs. We wait another hour, then we go, they’ll all be gone. Eat something, drink, but stay awake.”

You nod to Morrigan, shivering a bit as the sun goes down and the wind picks up. An hour is a long time.

>Pull out your blanket.
>Sit tight, Morrigan didn’t say you could.
>Other.

>>38184064
Wait it is a real company?

>>38184067
>>Pull out your blanket.
Progress, it has to happen sometime guys.

>>38184067
>Pull out your blanket.

>>38184067
>>Sit tight, Morrigan didn’t say you could.

>>38184067
>Sit tight, Morrigan didn’t say you could.
We are a good little robot.

>>38184067
>Pull out your blanket.
They haven't yelled at us yet for doing minor things.

>>38184067
[x] Pull out your blanket.
Do we have to fight away the Belladona?

>>38184067
>Sit tight, Morrigan didn’t say you could.
If that blanket is as comfy as we say it is, we might doze off.

>>38184067
>Sit tight, Morrigan didn’t say you could.
>Eye the blanket longingly


>Probably a dozen
Bitch you fucked up.

>>38184067
>>Sit tight, Morrigan didn’t say you could.

>>38184109
You don't know Heckler und Koch? Get out.

>>38184067
>>Pull out your blanket.

>Sit tight, Morrigan didn’t say you could.
>Eye the blanket longingly

>>38184109
The joke is that even in their add the rounds are in the magazine backwards.

>>38184067
>Offer blanket to others if they look cold.
Useful.

>>38184145
How'd she screw up.

>>38184145
Those are only the ones she could see walking past the windows.

>>38184067
>Ask Morrigan if you can use your blanket.

>>38184067
>>Pull out your blanket.

>>38184194
Ahhh I see.

>>38184159
So Koko's company is based off a real one?

>>38184067
>Pull out your blanket

>>38184067
>Ask Morrigan if you can use your blanket.

>>38184224
Not him. But the issue is the Probably.

Eve fleet scouting taught me that. "LOTS" isn't acceptable.

Accurate numbers and load outs if possible.

>>38184240
I said: "Get out." Even /tg/ has to know who Heckler und Koch are.

>>38184067
>Pull out your blanket.

>>38184308
Only thing my brain pulls up is German gun maker.. or.. were they Swiss... I get them and one other mixed up all the damn time.

>>38184067
>Ask Morrigan if you can use your blanket.

>>38184357
German. Good enough. You may stay.

>>38184067
>>Pull out your blanket.

>>38184357
Sig is the Swiss one.

Looks like Pull out your blanket/ask Morrigan if you can use it wins.

Writing.

>>38184292
Sometimes that's not possible though. Trying to count different people through dirty windows in an unlit building as the sun's going down without anything more than a magnifier scope doesn't make it easy.

Not saying you're wrong, just that was the best she could do.

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>>38184067
As you shiver again, you reach for your pack and your blanket before you stop. Morrigan didn’t say you could use your blanket, but then again she didn’t say you couldn’t. Maybe you should ask her?

“Morrigan?” you ask, your voice soft.

“What Billy?” she says, her feet tapping in the dirt as Sarah continues to keep watch on the building for you.

“I have a blanket…” you say, to which she looks up at you.

“What the fuck are you doing with it in your bag then?” she asks, “It’s cold out.”

You nod, pulling the blanket out of your pack and unfolding it. As you do you suddenly find both Cath and Bellona next to you. You think Bellona showed up first, but you couldn’t really tell.

Bellona looks at Cath with a strange smile, but Cath ignores it, her eyes focused on you.

“I think we both had the same idea,” says Bellona to you, though she doesn’t take her eyes off of Cath, “It’s a little cold out William, would you mind sharing with us?”

You look down at the blanket, then up at Bellona and Cath. You move to hand them the blanket but Cath grabs a hold of your hand and shakes her head, gesturing for you to sit down against a tree.

You do so, then Cath drapes the blanket over you, taking a seat next to you and leaning her back against your shoulder. Bellona does the same, though she looks slightly disappointed. Both of them keep looking back at each other, though not at the same time. You find it slightly odd, but you’re warm so you don’t care too much.

>>38184944
After an hour is up, Morrigan lets out a soft whistle and you all get up, with you folding your blanket quickly back into your bag. You don’t want to make Morrigan mad.

“Alright,” she says, “Sarah, you stay here, watch the extra gear. I want you to cover the doors if things go loud, don’t shoot us.”

Sarah nods.

“Nem, Cath, you take the left side, Bell, you’re with me on the right,” she turns to you, “Billy you’re going to…”
>Come with me.
>Go with Nem and Cath.
>Stay here with Sarah.
>Other.

>>38184944
Cath is the best.

>>38184972
>Come with me.

>>38184972
>>Come with me.

>>38184972
>Stay here with Sarah.
Play spotter and rear guard, useful.

>>38184972
>Come with me.
Follow the leader.

>>38184972
>Come with me.

>>38184972
>Go with Nem and Cath
Or whichever team is going through the front door.

>>38184972

>Come with me.

>>38184972
>Come with me.

>>38184972
>Go with Nem and Cath.

>>38184972
>Other.
Charge up the middle as our Vanguard.

>>38184972
>>Come with me.

>>38184972
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gz2GVlQkn4Q

>Come with me.

>>38184972

>Go with Nem and Cath

>>38184972
>Go with Nem and Cath.

>>38184972
>>Go with Nem and Cath.

>>38184972
>>Other.
be a distraction

Rolled 6, 20 = 26 (2d20)

Looks like you're going with Morrigan.

Writing.

Also, give me a d20.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>38185158
ffffuck another 20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>38185158
Am I useful?

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>38185158

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>38185158

Captcha: Esfun

Yes it is Captcha

>>38185178
>>38185183
So, uh, what now? We get the 4?

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>>38185178
>>38185183
Uh...That's good, right?

>>38185178
>>38185183
pffff hahhahahaha nice save.

>>38185178
>>38185183
What the fuck just happened?

>>38185178
>>38185183
So we autofailed first...then auto succeeded? R-right?

>>38185183
>>38185179
>>38185178
>>38185200
Hmm.

I think I'm going to rule that and auto success trumps an auto fail.

Writing.

>>38185229
based guide is based

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>>38185229
>auto success trumps an auto fail.

>>38185229
Thank you guide. Will is hyper competent so far it seems.

>>38185229
Based Guide once again shows us the path to happiness.

>>38185229
And Guide once again reminds us why he is based.

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>>38185229
Oh thank Guide.

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>>38184972
“Come with me and Bell,” she says, glancing at the other girl, “Remember to stay quiet and don’t use your guns if you don’t have to, most of them are passed out drunk so you only need your knife.”

Everyone else nods, Nem and Cath heading off one direction as you and Bell follow Morrigan off in the other, Sarah staying behind with her rifle. As you step through the darkness, you remain focused, Morrigan and Bellona also falling into combat mode. Morrigan reaches the door first and despite the warning for no guns, opens it with her rifle leading. Better to be safe than sorry.

The door lets out a massive squeal as it opens, causing Morrigan to close her eye a little from the noise. You step in beside her, your rifle tracking as well. Bellona follows you, her LMG at her shoulder. As the squeal from the door ends, you hear a loud snuffling coming from the room closest to the door, but then it stops.

Turning, you open this door quietly and find a bandit sitting up slowly, rubbing his head. He doesn’t look up even as you draw your knife.

“Can’t you guys…” he starts, his voice still soft as you take two steps forward and drive your knife up through his throat and into the back of his head, your hand covering his mouth as his eyes go wide briefly before he dies. Pulling your knife out, you let the man slide back down onto the slightly dirty bed before you step back outside and shut the door.

Morrigan looks at you as you turn back and nods when you nod affirmative. Bellona comes back from down the hall, shaking her head.

Morrigan nods her head slightly forward, pointing with two fingers as the three of you advance down the hallway to an intersection, one path heading straight the other left.

Morrigan looks both ways and then points…

>To the left.
>Forward.
>Other.

>>38185494
>>To the left.

>>38185494
>To the left.

>>38185494
>>To the left.
Left-hand-rule.

>>38185494
>To the left.

>>38185494
>>To the left.

>>38185494
>To the left.

>>38185494
>To the left.
Follow the left wall.

>>38185494
I vote whichever way has us start farther out and work our way towards the center of the building

>>38185494
>To the left.

That old Beyonce song is now playing in your head.

>>38185494
>To the left

>>38185494
>>To the left.

Rolled 18, 16 = 34 (2d20)

We are all heading to the left!

Writing.

Give me another d20 as well.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>38185629
Welp

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>38185629
I'm helping!

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>38185629

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>38185629

>>38185639
>>38185649
>>38185650
12.

Not bad.

Writing.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>38185629
NO WHAMMIES

>>38185639
>>38185649
>>38185650
Dis will work

>>38185585
>>38185586
>Everything you own in that box to the left

>>38185585
I've never actually heard the song.

>>38185679
So, a blanket

>>38185679
>In the closet, that's my stuff

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>>38185720
MORE than one blanket! MORE THAN ONE!

>>38185720
You ,sir, can go sit in the corner and think about what you said.

>>38185720
A blanket and three sets of clothes.

And a pistol, knife and shitty bandolier.

Some ammo.

But still not a lot.

>>38185720
Two blankets mother fucker count em'

Rolled 16, 17 = 33 (2d20)

Need another d20.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>38185814
1

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>38185814

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>38185814

>>38185823
>>38185837
>>38185840
>>38185814
Heh.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>38185814
RIP

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>38185814

Rolled 12 (1d15)

>>38185849

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>>38185849
>Heh.

Uh-oh

>>38185880
Will rolled better than the rest of our group.

>>38185877
>1d15
Ha, these guys are scrubs
Unless that roll was for Sarah

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>>38185494
Morrigan points to the left, the three of you staggering yourselves slightly as Morrigan leads the way, slowly stepping down the hallway and pointing at doors as you go. You and Bellona take turns, her the left and you the right side of the hall. Most of the rooms are empty, but Bellona comes out of one of hers sheathing her knife.

As you continue through the rooms of the hospital, you’re about to turn the next corner before Morrigan grabs you and pushes you against the wall. She puts a finger to her lips and then peeks around. You strain your ears, hearing some muffled voices coming down the other hallway.

“Payment…more…join…” you can make out some words but not a lot.

Morrigan points down the hallway and the three of you turn together. Bellona even walks backwards, covering the next hall. As the three of you reach the door where the voices are coming from, you see a small light underneath the edge.

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>>38186167
“So it’s a deal?” asks one voice.

“It’s a deal,” says another, “We’ll move to Salina in the next couple of days.”

“We’ll give you a week,” says the other, a little deeper than the second, “I don’t think your boys are going to be getting very far in the state they are.”

That’s all you hear before Morrigan gestures at the door, the three of you readying yourselves as she shoulders the door open.. The door nearly flies off of its hinges, smacking into the back of what’s probably the deeper voice man as Morrigan continued her rush into the next man, knife already out and seeking his eye. You follow close behind, the other man still on his knees, unable to react before you drive your knife through the area in the back of his skull.

As the man goes limp you pull your knife out, Morrigan already doing the same for the second man. Looking around, the room seems to be some sort of office, relatively clean and with some papers piled up on the desk. Morrigan and Bellona both pick up a stack of the papers, while you check the dead men.

“Looks like…inventory,” says Morrigan, “Food, clothes, this guy was particular.”

“This is a map, with directions and some code phrases,” says Bellona, causing Morrigan to turn, “Something about the hospital in Salina.”

Meanwhile, you manage to turn up another nice bandolier full of ammo along with a decent lighter from the two men.

>Received: Stash info, Bandit map, Tier 1 Bandolier, 2 Standard ammo and a lighter.

Morrigan flips through the map and code phrases briefly before sticking them in a pocket along with the other papers.

“We’ll deal with the map later,” she says, “Military will probably want to take a look at it. Now lets…”

>Finish clearing the building.
>Check out their stash.
>Head back outside.
>Other.

>>38186182
>>Finish clearing the building.

>>38186182
>Finish clearing the building
Priorities, people

>>38186182
>>Finish clearing the building.

>>38186182
>Finish clearing the building

Finish the sweep.

>>38186182
>>Finish clearing the building.
Let's not get lazy now.

>>38186182
>>Finish clearing the building.

Make sure everyone that needs to be dead is dead.

>>38186182
>Finish clearing the building.
make sure the area is clear before looting

>>38186182
>>Finish clearing the building.
Meanwhile, I wrap myself up in my blanket.

>>38186232
You didn't ask Morg if you could do that, beating time anon. Make sure you beat your self right I don't want you half assing it.

Rolled 20, 14 = 34 (2d20)

Alright, clearly we have our priorities straight.

Targets get dead and stay dead.

d20 one more time.

>>38186182
>Finish clearing the building.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>38186278
I apologize in advance

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>38186278

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>38186278

>>38186278
here goes

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>38186278

>>38186291
ohfuckherewegoagain

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>38186278

>>38186288
>>38186291
>>38186295
MISTAKES WERE MADE. THE DICE WANTED TO LOOT.

>>38186288
Well you're right. You apologized before the one.

>>38186291
FUCKING GODDAMN BULL-
>>38186278
Well at least Morrigan knows what she's doing.

>>38186288
>>38186291
>>38186295
Oops.

Good thing your friends rolled well.

>>38186324
Passing out now. Thanks for the thread in advance, Guide.

This thread has just been a roller coaster of 1s and 20s. But then again. Every MQ2030 has been like this..

>>38186324
They have been rolling well for most of the thread.

Thats the third time you have had one of them roll a 20 this thread after all. And Will has had strange luck too so far

Alright, need to go to sleep. Might have school tomorrow, and if I do, I´ll need to write a paper I am in no way prepared for. Thanks for the thread Guide, I´ll see the conclusion in the archive.

>>38186182
“Head down this hallway,” she says, “That’s where most of them were sleeping it off. We already took four, Cath and Nem have to have found a few too, so that means there probably aren’t too many that are awake.”

You and Bellona nod, the two of you following Morrigan down the hallway. As you reach a large set of double doors, Morrigan once again lines you up and opens it slowly. The door manages to open quietly, with Morrigan gesturing you forwards and to the left.

You do so, turning the corner with your rifle coming up…just in time for you to slip on a bottle. You lose your footing, tumbling forward into a stacked up pyramid of even more bottles. The resulting clatter could’ve woken the dead and as you look up, you see a glassy eyed bandit looking down at you, a single bottle still in his hand, held out like he was just about to put it down. You also notice that he has a rifle on his hip.

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>>38186696
“You destroyed my pyramid…” he gets out, his hand headed towards his gun before you see the back of his head explode, the loud bark of Morrigan’s rifle echoing through the large room even as the last of the bottles clatter.

“Take em out!” you hear Morrigan say, causing you to turn as fourteen bandits start to groan and turn towards the loud noise that woke them, a few with weapons in their hands. You’re still down on the ground and struggle to get up, but then Bellona steps up with her LMG.

The bandits weren’t in a line, they were scattered all over the room, but all of them were in view as Bellona starts ripping bursts through them, the ones with clear weapons the first she targets, Morrigan joining in with her rifle as you see the doors at the far side of the room open, Cath and Nem coming in and opening fire as well. Thankfully the bandits aren’t between the two groups, meaning there’s no chance of friendly fire. By the time you even manage to stand up, the other four members of your team have riddled the bandits with bullets, the smell of cordite hanging in the air.

“Check em,” says Morrigan, her rifle still pointed at the bleeding bodies, “No last minute surprises.”

You nod and step forward, Nem doing the same from the other side. All of the bandits are dead, most never having truly woken from their drunken stupors.

>>38186731
“Clear,” says Nem finally as she checks the last of the bodies.

“How many did you get on the way here?” asks Morrigan.

“Five, including the guy out front,” says Nem, reloading her weapon.

“We got four, that means that should be all of them,” says Morrigan, doing the same.

“Loot?” asks Nem.

“Found their stash,” says Morrigan, “at least the records. You can check the bodies if you want.”

“Cool,” says Nem, before she starts to check pockets.

You decide you should…

>Check bodies as well.
>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.
>Tell Bellona and Morrigan thanks for saving you.
>Other.

>>38186748
>>Check bodies as well.
>>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.

>>38186748
>>Check bodies as well.
>>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.
>>Tell Bellona and Morrigan thanks for saving you.
ALL

>>38186748
>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.
>Check bodies as well.

>>38186748
>>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.
>>Tell Bellona and Morrigan thanks for saving you.
He fucked up. Goes without saying he doesn't get loot privileges.

>>38186748
>>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.
Maybe she'll have mercy and won't beat us to a pulp.

Haha. Yeah. As if.

>>38186748
>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.

>>38186731
>Thankfully the bandits aren’t between the two groups

Doing good Guide I was about to be a upset before I read this line.

>>38186748
>Check bodies as well.
>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.

>>38186748
>>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.

>Check bodies as well.

>>38186748
>>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.

>>38186748
>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.
>Tell Bellona and Morrigan thanks for saving you.

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>>38186731
>“Check em,”
I did for a sec you know

>>38186748
>>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.
>>Tell Bellona and Morrigan thanks for saving you.

>>38186748
>>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.
>>Tell Bellona and Morrigan thanks for saving you.

>>38186748
>>Check bodies as well.
>>Apologize to Morrigan for fucking up.
>>Tell Bellona and Morrigan thanks for saving you.

Rolled 20, 18, 18 = 56 (3d20)

So we seem to want to do EVERYTHING, but apologizing to Morrigan comes first.

I'll see what I can do.

d20 for further looting.

>Apologize and get ready to take a punch as is normal for fucking up back at the compound

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>38186926
holy fuck guide d20 love you.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>38186926

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>38186926

Rolled 7, 11, 14 = 32 (3d15)

>>38186926
I doubt I will ever roll this well again in my damn life.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>38186926
Jesus

>>38186926
Hory Sheet those dice

>>38186945
Man I don't even care anymore.

>>38186945
fuck. again

Will's luck is hot and cold no in between.

>>38186945
Everytime Will loots. Whyyyyyy

>>38186945
Oh well.

Writing.

>>38186945
1 is the loneliest number.

>>38186947
dont you only take the first roll for loot you said so in past threads.

>>38186945
I told you he doesn't get loot privileges. I TOLD YOU BRO.

>>38186947
EVERYONE GETS A PONY! Except you Will. You get nothing.

Instead of crying Will just accepts this as the way things have always been.

>>38186945
>Congrats Billy you found a grenade

>isn't it meant to have a pin?

>>38186989
Good thing we don't have critfails, eh?

>>38186989
guide is not a dick he is based.

>>38186981
I don't remember doing so.

Could you point at where I did?

>>38186974
>"Alright. We got some good shit from these guys. You get anything Billy?"

>"I got a rock."

>>38187017
give me a second to thread dive.