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“The Commander explicitly said that everyone should be given the opportunity to try yoga. She said it! And I’m just here to help facilitate her orders! As you’re the one who was assigned to lead the class when the Commander is busy you have to--”

“Alright alright, I get it, shut your mouth!” Hornet groans pinching her nose in irritation. Luis winks to you, as if you’re his wingman. “You don’t have to keep reminding me…”

“Yes, exactly.” Luis insists. “Everyone deserves to really experience such a wonderful activity!”

“....You were just roped into this, weren’t you?” Hornet says to you Dozer. “You’re this pervert’s ticket in for another class but you don’t actually want to do some yoga. Right? You’re the absolute last person in the entire base to do yoga.”

“Actually--” Luis starts, clearly offended to be called out like that by Hornet.

“Not talking to you.” Hornet snaps, shutting up the Infantry as she walks over to you. She has a look of reassurance and… hopefulness in her eyes. She really believes you don’t want to do it.

Er…

This is a bit awkward.

>You actually do want to try out Yoga.
>You’re might be reconsidering your decision...
>Other

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>>2850735
>>You actually do want to try out Yoga.

>>2850735
>>You actually do want to try out Yoga.
His shenanigans have nothing to do with our motivation. Yoga is good for getting more control from the mind to the body, something very useful to us specifically.

>>2850735
>>You actually do want to try out Yoga.

>>2850735
>>You actually do want to try out Yoga.
At least try it once before making a judgment.

>>2850735
>You actually do want to try out Yoga.

>>2850735
>You’re might be reconsidering your decision...

>>2850735
>You actually do want to try out Yoga.
>But we came here with someone else, so he isn’t needed in this situation. “Thank” him for his “kind thoughts” as we push him out the door.

>>2850814
Supporting

Calling the vote here, writing!

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“Well, actually… I really do want to try out yoga.” You say, honestly.

The look on Hornet’s face is one of sheer, utter disappointment. She clearly thinks you have more simpler interests in yoga than just meer interest.

“Before you jump into conclusions, I was planning on coming here with someone else,” You answer, finally managing to wrangle yourself out from Luis’ grip. This time around, you grab Luis and spin him around, without the element of surprise he can’t exactly beat you in a grapple. “‘Thanks’ for the ‘kind thoughts’ and all, but you’re really not needed anymore for the situation.”

“W-wait, hold on!” Luis says frantically as you start pushing him out of the door, much to the relief of some of the other women. He struggles and squirms but he can’t escape your strong grip. “You can’t just betray me like that, our minds think alike!”

You’re not having any of it. However as you’re about to shove him out of the door, Hornet taps you on the shoulder. That stops you.

“It’s appreciated, Dozer, but he can stay.” Hornet says with a different air about her.

“Really?” Both you and Luis say, the Infantry leaning past you to look at Hornet.

“Mhm.” Hornet nods before pointing to an empty mat where all the guys have been separated. “There’s a spot open for you, off you go.”

A bit confused at the sudden reversal, you let go of Luis. Who is clearly elated to have been given another chance. He enthusiastically makes his way over to his assigned spot. Hornet doesn't let you move past her however as she crosses her arms, regarding you.

“Who's your plus one?” Hornet asks you, still remaining skeptical.

“Harita.” You say, looking out at the rest of the gym to see her, unfortunately you don’t see her yet. “She was going to get some towels but I don’t think she’s come out of the locker room yet.”

You turn back to Hornet and instead of being wary of you, there’s actually a look of… excitement? Once again she’s flipped.

“Wait, really? You’re getting Harita to take part in a yoga class?” Hornet asks you.

“Uh, that’s the plan but-” You don’t get to finish explaining the catch of how she doesn’t know what you decided yet as Hornet lets out a sigh of relief.

“Great! I don’t know how the hell you convinced her, but that’s fantastic. The girls are going to glad to hear that.” Hornet says, relieved. “Here, I’ll have Rabbit set up a mat with the others proper and not in quarantine where most of the other guys are. I’ll go and get Harita while you get situated, alright?”

You blink. Something’s going on.

>Sure. Best to go with the flow.
>Ask what’s going on with Harita.
>Quarantine?
>You should probably let her know Harita doesn’t know yet...
>Other.

>>2850983
>Ask what’s going on with Harita.
>Quarantine?

>>2850983
>You should probably let her know Harita doesn’t know yet...
>Ask what’s going on with Harita.

>>2850983
>Ask what’s going on with Harita.

>>2850983
>>Sure. Best to go with the flow.
Ok then. Let's see what's up

>>2850983
>>Sure. Best to go with the flow.

Calling the vote here, writing!

>>2850983
>>Ask what’s going on with Harita.

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“Why are you so interested with Harita?” You ask Hornet as she herself gets ready to leave the room.

“You don’t know?” Hornet raises an eyebrow.

“Enlighten me.”

“Well, when The Commander volunteered me to oversee yoga classes when she’s busy, she told me I wasn’t the first one to be chosen. It was Specialist Aryal who The Commander had her eye on to run this class, but she had refused and remained rather ah… elusive when the topic is brought up.” Hornet explains. “Supposedly, she’s extremely good at yoga.”

“Harita’s proficient at yoga? Huh.” You didn’t see that, but given she’s the literal melee expert of XCOM, it makes sense when you think about it. Given that her ‘elusiveness’ to most social interactions does line up with her personality, so that makes sense in that front.

“The Commander really made a point about her skill at yoga, and if that’s true she could really teach everyone a thing or two. You said she’s in the locker room, right?”

You nod.

At that, Hornet heads off at a quick pace. Eager to wrangle and bring in Harita into the fold. Hopefully that goes well. With that settled you decide to head to the newly placed mat by Hornet’s second-in-command, Rabbit. The thing you note about Strike-7’s second is that she’s… short, has a similar hairstyle to Harita, and looks young. She’s also wearing a set of fancy headphones, listening to something or the other. There’s a distinct air of… bored teenager about her. But there’s no way The Commander would recruit a kid, right?

You walk over, and Rabbit nods with a disinterested air, motioning to the mat and setting down a duffel bag on top of it. You can hear the music from her headphones even from where you’re standing. It sounds like… heavy metal? Interesting music taste.

At that, Rabbit wanders off toward the supposed ‘Quarantine’ section of the room where most of the guys are situated. She begins rolling a set of partitions around the enthusiastic dudes, effectively walling them off. They don’t seem to mind as they’re too busy checking out the ladies doing pre-workout stretches. You wonder what’s in store for them.

You look about and see, Skyranger-1’s Pilot, the ever popular Big Sky, settle into another mat beside you, the girls being more warmer and friendlier to the broad shouldered man. He may not have his usual flight uniform, but his booming voice is quite unmistakable. He really is doing yoga classes and appears to have escaped from being stuck in quarantine.

“Hey.” Big Sky greets you and points to the duffel bag. “Don’t forget to change, buddy.”

“Changed?”

“Yeah, you don’t want your clothes to get ripped or anything like that. It can get pretty intense.” Big Sky explains. You note that he's is in 'yoga' clothes, you guess. At that, he sits down on the mat begins stretching.

You glance at the duffel bag.

>You might as well get changed.
>What’s the deal with quarantine?
>Is there any tips Big Sky could give to a newbie?
>Ask what got Big Sky into yoga.
>Other

>>2851176
>>You might as well get changed.
gogogo.

>>2851176
>>Ask what got Big Sky into yoga.

>>2851176
>>Is there any tips Big Sky could give to a newbie?

>>2851176
>>Is there any tips Big Sky could give to a newbie?
>You might as well get changed.

>>2851176
>You might as well get changed.

>>2851176
>Ask what got Big Sky into yoga.
>You might as well get changed.

>>2851176
>You might as well get changed.

Calling the vote here, writing!

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Well, you might as well get changed then. Kneeling down to grab the provided duffel bag. You have a few questions you want to ask the Skyranger pilot but decide to ask him later after you’ve changed. After all, you don’t want to hold up the class and draw too much unwanted attention in your direction.

Duffel bag in hand you make your way over to an adjacent changing room to change, thoughtfully provided by XCOM’s base architects for this very purpose. However, the moment you check the clothes you practically stop in place as you see something utterly con-fucking-founding.

Besides the usual nylon shirt one would wear when working out there’s also some… male yoga pants. You kinda expected that, really, after all your normal clothes would possibly rip or chafe when in some of the more ‘intense’ poses as Big Sky explained, however there's one very ver noticeable detail that is so blatant that you can’t not see it. There’s two sets of pants, yoga pants and… booty shorts. Right in the back of both the yoga pants and the booty shorts right where one’s ass would be, is a four letter word. In large bold letters.

XCOM.

It’s just right there, right on the ass.

“What the fuck?” You gape, holding up the booty shorts and staring in a mix of confusion and horror… at the piece of clothing.

You… have no idea what to make of this.

…

>Wear the yoga pants.
>Wear the booty shorts.
>Refuse to wear either.

>>2851379
>>Wear the yoga pants.

>>2851379
>>Wear the yoga pants.
>Wear the yoga pants.

>>2851379
>>Wear the yoga pants.

WELP

>>2851379
>Wear the yoga pants.

>>2851379
>Laugh loudly, very loudly.
>Wear the yoga pants.
"This booty is X-COM APPROVED"

>>2851379
>>Wear the yoga pants.
just go with yoga stuff

>>2851379
>Wear the yoga pants.

>>2851379
>>Wear the yoga pants.

Try to ignore how it kinda rides up our butt.

>>2851406
>"This booty is X-COM APPROVED"
you don't ignore that, you reveal in it

Calling the vote here, writing! This next update might uh, take a bit!

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So, now that this is a thing.

What do you think Dozer would have to do to see Commander in those booty shorts?

>>2851451
Probably get the Air Conditioning conveniently offline during a summer heatwave.

>>2851451
That's the WIP image.

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>>2851461
I apologize. Here is the better one.

>>2851458
Commander booty would be worth the inconvenience.

>>2850735
Hornet is cute.
Don't worry tho pixel you're still my favorite.

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You hold up both the yoga pants and the booty shorts, literally weighing the options in your hands. You make the choice rather quickly as you toss the booty shorts back into the duffel bag. There’s a brave man somewhere out in the world that would rock those booty shorts with pride… but you are not that man. You’ll take the yoga pants, however as despite how absurd it is… you also don’t want to risk ripping your pants up.

At least, that’s what you reason to yourself as you change your clothes. You make a point to ignore how the pants ride up your butt, but the process of thinking about it only sticks to your mind, just like the fabric sticking to you--

You quickly push the thought as far away from your mind as possible as you take a steady breath to compose yourself. Fully changed, you straighten your posture, put on your game face, and then step back out into the room. Thankfully, nobody reacts to you in your process, so you hope that it’s not too noticeable. As you walk back over to your mat in the line up, nothing occurs.

Looking over to the quarantine zone, the entire corner has been completely partitioned off. You spot Rabbit sitting on a chair near the quarantine zone, sitting on a table with a laptop in her lap. That’s odd, you didn’t expect to see a laptop in the base given the risk of opsec. Rabbit doesn’t seem to mind the risks, tapping away at the keyboard. She’s clearly preparing something for the male yoga guys and by the sounds of it, they’re clearly put off at being separated from the main class. You’re starting to put together why the quarantine zone is called that.

“Don’t mind ‘em.” Big Sky says to you as he continues to stretch. “They’re just going through the beginner course to see if they’re really into yoga or not. Here, I’ll walk you through a few warm-up stretches.”

“Right, thanks.” You say, allowing Big Sky to walk through things with you.

As you warm up through some of the admittedly fairly challenging stretches you catch Rabbit suddenly sit up. It seems she had found what she was looking for in the laptop, a cheeky look coming over her. The young soldier closes the laptop, and hops off the table, stepping into the quarantine zone.

“Alright boys, class is in session.” Rabbit declares, stepping in out of sight.

Leaving them be, you continue on your warm ups and get to know Big Sky further for some time until you hear the entrance to the yoga room open behind you.

“I’m back, and we have another new member.” Hornet announces, sounding pretty upbeat about it. The others pause to look back and several gasp.

Finishing a stretch you finally look back to see Hornet and… Harita.

(Part 1 / 2)

>not wearing the shorts on top of the pants

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Harita looks like she wants to just run and hide in a very dark corner of the base, a look of sheer and utter embarrassment written all in her face. Her outfit is very different from her usual attire except for the head and armbands she usually wears. This time around Harita is wearing a sports bra and shorts. Her toned body is completely on display whether she wants it or not. And she clearly doesn’t.

You blink. What the hell did Hornet do? Surprisingly, the first instinct of the other members of the yoga class is to be immediately supportive and actually kind’ve excited that Harita’s present. It seems Harita’s skill is known among the others for her yoga.

Harita’s eyes lock with yours for a split second, and her legs begin to wobble a bit. However, much like Luis had done with you, Hornet ushers Harita in and closes the door behind her, tapping at the keypad and locking the sliding airlock door.

Huh, only now you just realized that this yoga room has one of those high security doors, usually saved for important rooms in the base. That’s… rather interesting and somewhat foreboding thing you only just noticed. Hornet makes it a point without being obvious that nobody goes in or out without Hornet’s word.

“Alright!” Hornet claps, getting the attention back of the others. “Let’s get started, there’s an open mat right there for you, Ranger.”

Hornet points to an empty mat in front of you.

Stiffly, Harita nervously walks over to you. She faces you the entire time and promptly sits down. Her face is completely flushed as she looks at you rigidly.

“Happy to have you for the class today.” Big Sky gives her a thumbs up.

Harita mumbles something incoherently to herself, looking at you with pleading eyes. She begins to tug at her braids nervously. A tick you’ve never seen her do before. She wants to say a million things but can’t.

>Say nothing.
>Give Harita some encouragement. You’re going to suffer with her, after all.
>You and Harita can leave if she really wants. You’ll try and convince Hornet.
>Other.

>>2851543
>Say nothing.
TIME. TO. STRETCH

>>2851543
>Say nothing.
>Give supporting smile
>Become one with the universe

WE SERENE AS FUK GENTLEMEN!

>>2851543
>>Give Harita some encouragement. You’re going to suffer with her, after all.

>>2851543
>>Give Harita some encouragement. You’re going to suffer with her, after all.
If it's any consolation, I'm sure I'll be more embarrassing to watch than you.

Too bad we can't just Solace the entire room for maximum Calm.

>>2851543
>Give Harita some encouragement. You’re going to suffer with her, after all.
>apologize for bringing her in to yoga class
We had no idea she would hate it when we decided to do it but we're not going to leave after coming this far

>>2851543
>Say nothing.

>>2851543
supporting >>2851562

>>2851543
>Say nothing.

>>2851543
>>Give Harita some encouragement. You’re going to suffer with her, after all.

Calling the vote here, writing!

>>2851543
>Give Harita some encouragement. You’re going to suffer with her, after all.

I'm sorry to say it, but her abs look wrong. It's like she's lying down on a glass table.

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“Harita.” You get her attention as Hornet starts a projector in the room.

She twitches, still tugging away at her braids.

“Sorry about bringing you into yoga, I had no idea you didn’t want to do this. But we’ve committed and it’s too late to back dow now. If it’s any consolation, I’ll probably be way more embarrassing to watch than you.” You say, giving her as best of a reassuring smile as you can muster.

“...Right.” She nods slightly, closing her eyes and steadying her shaky breaths.

“Misery loves company, and so does yoga. Let’s just endure this together.” You say.

At that, Harita begins to quickly go through her own series of stretches. Unlike having to walk through it by Big Sky, she knocks out each warm-up stretch in a steady and efficient order that by the time Hornet is ready to start the class, Harita is probably warmed up. Given her extensive martial training inherent for being the Blademaster that she is, it’s expected.

“Alright, class.” Hornet says, motioning everyone to stand up. Everyone does so and you focus your attention to Hornet and the projector. “We’ll start easy and ramp up to the more challenging stuff for our new members. We’re going to take things nice and steady, and remember there’s nothing wrong with tapping out on a more difficult pose or if your body’s about to lock up and give out on you. We still need to be ready for if the aliens decide to ruin our session after all.”

“Yes ma’am.” The class echoes, adopting a familiar military cadence. Amusingly even the non-combat staff fall in line. Hornet despite having the rather particular secondary nickname of ‘Candyass’ still commands a room as any proper Strike Team leader would. You can get behind that. Especially for any the of the non-combat staff.

“We’re going to do a few preparatory poses now and lead into an simple Tree to start things off. Follow me or the projector.” Hornet says, and then starts.

And so, you and the others follow suit. Here goes nothing.

Very quickly you realize this is a lot more difficult than you realized. You really have to focus your attention either to Hornet or the projector or just to yourself as you have to keep up with the various poses. It’s like starting at a jog and steadily ramping up the pace.

You really hope you don’t fail the first stuff right out the gate.

>Roll 1d100 TN 45

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>>2851608
Curses! I'll keep that in mind for next time!

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>2851632

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>2851632
>inb4 muscle cramps all over

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>2851632

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>2851632

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>2851632

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It’s rough going, but you manage to just keep up. Holding your own as best as you can with each more thoroughly stretching pose. The steady burn of each stretch is quickly felt with each part of the body as Hornet takes the time to explain things. When you finally do reach the Tree Pose (Vrksasana as it’s properly called) you’re already breathing steadily from the exertion similar to do a few sets with weights.

You hold the Tree Pose, your body wobbling a bit but you don’t tip over like a chopped tree onto Big Sky or Harita, so there’s that. So far so good. You catch glimpses at the corner of your eye of Harita easily keeping up, her movements smooth and elegant, her breathing in complete control. You don’t focus too much on her as you’re too busy working on your own form.

What does distract you a bit however is the noises coming from the quarantine zone. The very distinct moans, groan,s and yelps of pain are pretty loud as the guys sequestered away in that area… are not having a great time by the sounds of it. This doesn’t slow down Hornet’s class as she merely turns up the calming music being played from the sound system that's apparently in this room. It quickly drowns out the wails.

“Some folks just aren’t meant for yoga.” Big Sky muses, mid stretch.

“Alright! Looks like the easy stuff is pretty easy for everyone, that’s great. We’re going to start transitioning into an intermediate pose. These next prep poses are going to prepare your body for it, but also so you can gauge if you think your body can actually do the pose. Once again, there’s no shame in sitting things out if you’re not prepared.” Hornet continues, her face shinier from sweat.

Continuing forward, you don’t stop yet. The initial set stretches are not too bad, but your body is really feeling it. Once yet get to a particular pose called the Cat/Cow Pose, the title being interchangeable. Given the shenanigans you had to deal with Loki’s cat you choose to name it Cow Pose. As you start doing the rather… interesting stretch, something catches your eye, and nearly makes you topple onto the ground in surprise.

It’s the word XCOM, gyrating right in front of you, moving back and forth in a continuous and smooth motion.

It’s written right there on Harita’s behind. She’s wearing the booty shorts! How hell did you not miss that?! Your focus is completely shattered as you try to not crumple onto the ground from the sudden and very distracting name of the paramilitary organization that you’re in. Hornet does not slow down, and neither is the rest of the class.

Like being mindfrayed by a Sectoid, the four letter word of ‘XCOM’ has started to disorientate you!

>You can keep going! Distractions be damned! (TN 60)
>Maybe you’ll sit this one out...
>Other

>>2851689
>>You can keep going! Distractions be damned! (TN 60)

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Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>2851689
>>You can keep going! Distractions be damned! (TN 60)

For gits and shiggles, next time we should find a pair of booty shorts or yoga pants that has "JUIC-AYY" over the ass.

Kind miffed I missed the vote for that

>>2851689
>>You can keep going! Distractions be damned! (TN 60)
Keep going! Go Dozer!

>>2851694
WHAT
WHY WOULD YOU
AAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!

>>2851689
>You can keep going! Distractions be damned! (TN 60)

>>2851689
>You can keep going! Distractions be damned! (TN 60)

Also, rabbit is a teen soldier? Im getting a 16 kind of vibe. Either way, both interesting and controversial!

>>2851689
>>Maybe you’ll sit this one out..

>>2851694
Why not BRAAAP ?

Also, Harita being well-toned? Damnit Pixel, my heart is already split between Loco and Peppermint, there's not room for more!

>>2851689
>You can keep going! Distractions be damned! (TN 60)
We're going to roll three 1s and get locked in the alien containment for losing control

Calling the vote here, writing!

No, you’re not going to let the word XCOM of all things make you stop here. So what if it’s in a rather extremely eye catching position, you’re technically also wearing it’s yoga pants equivalent, dammit!

Steeling yourself, you recenter yourself and dive back into the rest of the yoga with as much effort as you can muster! Much like trying to ignore thinking about an elephant, you can’t ignore ‘XCOM’. The selection of Hornet’s particular poses does not help at all and only seems to accentuate things. This is completely and utterly frustrating and if your mind wanders too far you might risk more than just falling onto the mat…

It really doesn’t help at how well Harita actually is at yoga. You can’t tell what’s going on with her emotions nor her body language at all especially considering how well the letter X really wraps around the--

God dammit! This is getting out of hand!

You aren’t backing down yourself, however. As you try and focus all of your attention to the next pose put up by Hornet. One pose at a time! Just one at a time!

>Roll 1d100 TN 60

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>2851737

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2851737

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>2851737
Please?

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>2851737

>>2851739
>>2851742
>>2851744
and on this note I say good night, and I'm sorry/

Well... um... at least this wasnt an important combat roll?

>>2851749
>not important
We just got branded as a pervert and every woman in the base is going to avoid us from now on

>>2851751
Seems a bit excessive for failing a single roll. We'll probably just drop out of the pose.

>>2851751
Hopefully the fact that we didnt actually come here to peep mitigates the situation... we didnt botch after all

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The steady escalating difficulty and the new complication is both tiring you out and throwing you off of your focus. While some of the others around you like Big Sky are steadily achieving that zen-like state the yoga supposedly gives you, you are floundering to keep up.

Try as you might, your eyes can’t help but wander away from Hornet or the projector back to… well… Harita and ‘XCOM’. You’re not doing it on purpose! But you can’t tear your gaze away, no matter how hard you try! Such as how the roundness of the ‘C’ and ‘O’ really accentuates the roundness of--

And then your left leg locks up as it starts cramp, badly. In that one moment, you’re fighting a losing battle to keep yourself from face planting onto the mat and the next your leg completely ends that in one decisive swoop, the sensation of pain shooting up from your leg and rippling out from the source. You’ve taken plasma bolts repeatedly from alien weapons fire and your fair share of bumps, bruises, and bullets in the FBI. But a cramp forever remains at the top of momentum ruiners.

With a hiss, you topple onto the mat with a loud thump. Your faces contorting in pain as you try and will the cramp away. The momentum of the rest of the class halts from how loud you fuck up. You’re not exactly a subtle person, after all.

“Annd we have a casualty.” Hornet comments, attention turning to you.

“Happens to the best of us.” Big Sky reassures you as you wince in pain. You catch a few of the others in the room shaking their heads.

This is pretty embarrassing.

Harita doesn’t realize right away, but when she does she spins around like a spinning top. Eyes wide with concern for you in your state.

“Are you alright, Dozer!?” Harita asks you, moving closer to check on your leg. You are quietly relieved that she’s facing you from the front and not from the back, you needed a reprieve. “Were you distracted? You shouldn’t push yourself!”

“I’ll live.” You wince, trying to save face.

“Well, It’s only going to get worse from here on out. We’re going to be ending on a tough pose.” Hornet points out. “If you’re not feeling it, I insist on sitting out and watching, so you can gauge if your up for trying it next time.”

Harita’s embarrassment of her outfit has been replaced with concern for your well-being, it would be nice in any other situation, here it’s… yeah...

Hornet then shows you the final pose and your jaw drops. How… how the hell are you supposed to bend your body like that? You hear several of the other members ‘tap out’ themselves and it’s pretty tempting.

“It’s alright, Dozer. I’ll handle it. I can handle the embarrassment.” Harita reassures… she’s the one giving you an encouragement this time around. Except its to possibly back down.

Are you going to back down?

>Go all in! Never surrender! (TN 70)
>Yeah… you’ll just tap out.
>Other

>>2851761
>>Go all in! Never surrender! (TN 70)
......NO! No giving up! Besides the only thing we have to lose is our dignity!

>>2851761
>>Other
Sit it out. Try to think of any exercises to end the cramp and unlock your leg. Thank Hornet for the lesson after it ends.

>>2851764
This is why the old system with banked crits was better, anyway.

>>2851761
Supporting >>2851764
Sit out and fix the leg

>>2851761
>Go all in! Never surrender! (TN 70)
Once the cramp settles

>>2851761
>>2851764
This

>>2851761

>>Other
Sit it out. Try to think of any exercises to end the cramp and unlock your leg. Thank Hornet for the lesson after it ends.

Calling the vote here, writing! The next update will be the last one for tonight!

>>2851764
support

You know when you’re beat and you clearly have been. You face enough challenges in a firefight, so you’ll take the opportunity to take it easy for once now that the opportunity has presented itself. Yoga has bested you for the time being and you’ll concede to it. A zen attained Dozer you are not.

“I’ll sit this one out.” You say aloud. Nobody gives you shit about it. It’s more directed to Harita than to anyone else, really. She nods, and it seems she decides something as she turns her attention back to the projector as she recenters herself. You once again have ‘XCOM’ to deal with, but at least you can focus on unlocking your leg…

You begin to work your way through some exercises off the top of your head in freeing yourself from this cramp while you idly watch the others around you to not get distracted by ‘XCOM’ once more. It’s then you realize a terrible truth your mind was probably purposely ignoring the entire time. ‘XCOM’ is everywhere. Every single yoga participant is wearing either the yoga pants or booty shorts all plastered with that same four letter word. You actually have no idea how you missed this.

There’s no escape.

However, something else starts to steadily draw not only your attention but everyone else. It’s Harita. The shift is gradual at first, like a ball that started to roll off a hill. Harita’s movements seem to be just a slight step ahead of Hornet or the projector, clearly knowing what was next in the order of things. But then it really starts to pick up, as Harita begins to change things up, doing more and more difficult poses and movements.

Hornet, who was initially leading the class just kinda stops after a while. All eyes turned to Harita as she enters into what seems to be a zen-like trance, shifting from position to position. It seems even Rabbit and the battered quarantined guys have stopped what they were doing to peek out and watch the sight.

Harita’s body maneuvering and seeming to literally ‘flow’ from one pose to another, stopping long enough to get a proper stretch before switching once again. And it’s not easy work either.
The work is clearly straining, and while Harita remains graceful and elegant in her movements, her body is taut and tight from the exertion, her body glistening with sweat from the effort.

You are well acquainted with this Harita, it’s a side of her she only shows in the heat of combat. It’s what makes her so dependable in the squad. It’s Harita in control, the many worries and concerns she has that keeps her second guessing herself fading away as she is completely one with her body and it’s movements.

It’s damn impressive stuff.

(Part 1 / 2)

It finally ends on what Hornet had chosen, the Kapotasana pose. Harita positions herself and arches her back with precision and holds for a long moment, longer than even what’s recommended. You can see her body shaking ever so slightly from the effort… but she holds it ever so slightly longer and finally releases.

Harita sits up on her knees, panting heavily, exhausted. Seeming to snap out from her trance. She just breathes for a few moments, collecting herself, There’s a pause, everyone else in the room holding their breaths, not wanting to interrupt Harita if she were to keep going. She doesn’t and instead begins to blush again, getting nervous at everyone watching her.

“I’m done. Ah, s-sorry about getting carried away there.” She mumbles.

“Sorry!? Sister, you owned it!” One of the women says.

At that, the applause starts, everyone clearly ecstatic at what they had just seen. Harita is surprised of all things, glancing about at the fanfare. You join in of course, your cramp in your leg quickly forgotten. After all, it’s not often you see an expert work their craft like that. All that was missing is her sword.

It seems that Harita’s confidence issues still have a long way to go, but for now you’ll just stay back and let your fellow Assault get the praise she clearly deserves. As you watch Harita get surrounded by enthusiastic yoga participants you can't help but smirk.

It’s nice not being the center of attention this time around.

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>...And with that, I'm going to call it here for tonight! I'll admit I had a fair bit of fun with yoga night, and hopefully I didn't go too overboard. I want to draw more but coloring it like I usually do and 'finishing' pieces are huge time sinks. Simpler drawings like Yoga Harita is what I might do going forward to get more art out, so I hope nobody minds the possible middling quality! I'll leave this great bit of fan art from a fellow drawfriend of mine here as thanks for sticking around so until next update...

Thanks for playing!

>>2851806
Thanks for running! And for the great art.

>>2851806
Thanks Pixel

if dozer can transmit calm with Solace,
if dozer can transmit existential fear with Rage,
then he can transmit painful muscle cramps!
Thy name is Agony!

>Thin men bodies locking up in painful muscle spasms

>>2852289
>any ayy that lets Dozer near them gets full-body muscle cramps
If any of them manage to report that to the ships in space the invasion might be called off

Don't think this thread was archived yet ?

>>2851806
Nice thread. Loving the art.

>>2852494
He's not finished bruh, think he's going to do his usual thing where he posts the odd update or two throughout the week before a new thread on Friday

>>2852978
This Anon is correct, I'll be updating when I can throughout the week to keep the pace going as steadily as I can. We still have a Long War ahead of us, after all!

>>2853217
more XCOM booty when

I liked this session.
but the 100(especially for a critical hit) seemed to not have any influence; since we failed the next one and that failure was embarrassing

>>2854881
That 100 was rolled without a prompt, so that wasn't rolling for anything.

ah right, that explains it. thank you!

>>2854881
>embarrassing
Very minor embarrassment. We can just ask Harita for private training before the next session. Or the Commander.

We also shouldnt mind what Hornet says, I doubt that she is friendly to anyone.

>>2855118
I dont think she was particularly unfriendly, in fact i rather liked her

>>2855118
She was fine dude. you're just thin skinned.

>>2855118
Yep, also can't blame her. She's likely fed up with guys trying to creep during yoga class.

>>2855503
Don't know why you are shitting up a excellent quest with your anonymous ad-hominem attempts. No respect for Pixel, I guess.

>>2852289
I love this next chance we get to train we should try and figure out a way to do this.

>>2855827
You're just proving his point.

>>2855833
Any emotions in that reply ? No. It's just my opnion that you shouldn't bring the behavior you parrot on /b to /qst. The only point being proven is my point.

>>2855849
Calling someone thin skinned isn't /b/ behavior. It's a normal phrase you hear everywhere.

If he said
>Stop being a thinskinned little cuck lmao

I'd agree with you, but instead of just saying you weren't and just didn't like Hornet's attitude you decided that little insult to you was shitting on the entire quest and he must have no respect for Pixel for some reason.

So yeah, I agree with him now. You're pretty thin skinned and are foolish to think that just because you're on /qst/ that everyone is going to treat everyone nice.

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>>2855849
>>2855874
I don't like fighting guys!

>>2856019
It's better than dead air.

>>2856024
Kinda disagree, but it's possible im just bad at conflict

>>2855874
>So yeah, I agree with him now.
You agreed with him from the start. Nice lie, but...very transparent. I'm sorry for you that ganging up on someone doesn't work.

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>>2856195
While conflict can be terrible in it's own way, dead air means that there is no discussion which gives off a feeling of lifelessness. Which can be a big turnoff towards someone who was genuinely interested in joining and decided to check and see if there is a general idea among the people playing, only to see nothing but votes and end up confused and potentially disheartened.

TL;DR Apathy is Death

>>2855827
>>2855849
>>2856491
>thin-skinned
>adjective
>adjective: thin-skinned
>sensitive to criticism or insults.
I'd say I read you right.

Hornet is a good girl.

>>2856551
This isn't really a discussion. We don't necessarily need one either if the thread falls off the board pixel will just start a new thread.

>>2856551
I guess that's true.. as a qm i wouldnt want people to only quote and vote either...

The next 15 minutes or so is rather lively as you spend the entire time unlocking your cramped leg. While you’re occupied, the entire class has flocked to the attention of Harita, praising her for her excellent form and technique. You can’t really tell much of what’s going on from your position, and even if you wanted to help Harita out you really couldn’t.

Eventually, Hornet unlocks the airlock, officially ending the class. The first people out the door are the poor and helpless dudes that were separated into quarantine, thoroughly exhausted and in pain from the hell Rabbit subjected them to. Luis in particular looks like he’s had the worst and is in yoga induced agony. He limps out the door with his tail between his legs.

Finally, you free yourself from your cramp induced hell. Seriously, why are cramps so utterly crippling? Maybe there’s some psionic ability you can learn to prevent it, or better yet, to inflict on the aliens. You’d like to see how smug a Thin Man is when it’s body locks the hell up. You are looking forward to taking a shower and changing back your usual fatigues for sure.

Standing up and stretching (but not too hard), you note that Hornet has pulled Harita away to talk privately with her. Your fellow Assault is mostly relieved to not be at the center of attention, but her mood changes as the pair chat. A familiar hesitance and wariness crosses over her as the conversation continues between the pair. You even see her sneak a glance over to you mid conversation. It’s quick, and you can’t tell if it’s just to see how you are doing or a signal for help over something.

Maybe you should jump into the conversation and help? Though, maybe that might not be the best idea. After all, how else would Harita improve her social skills? You consider what to do as you idly adjust your ‘XCOM’ yoga pants into something more comfortable. It’s a losing battle.

>Join the conversation with Harita and Hornet.
>Leave them be.
>Other.

>>2858573
>Join the convo
If Hornet is trying to get Harita to do something she kinda dont wanna, we should be there to offer backup. if it's something that she can do on her own, then it's all good. Doesn't hurt to at least be there.
Gonna be a right proper respectable team leader.

>>2858573
>Join the conversation with Harita and Hornet.

>>2858573
>Join the conversation with Harita and Hornet.

>>2858573
>Join the conversation with Harita and Hornet.

maybe learn how to use the "Force" like this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YtoqDF8EnsA
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d2JwB9Zg_IE

Hey, it still alive! I thought it’s another dead dropped quest! Good to see you back man!

>>2858573

>>2858573
>Join the conversation with Harita and Hornet.

>>2858573
>Join the conversation with Harita and Hornet.

>>2858573
>Leave them be.

>>2857876
>I'd say I read you right.
I'd say a few letters tell you nothing. Go larp as a shrink somewhere else, no matter how many feeble ad-hominems you are trying to make stick, none will. If continuing to reply is "proof" of being thin-skinned, you are.

>>2858573
>Join the conversation with Harita and Hornet.

>>2858573
>>Join the conversation with Harita and Hornet.

>>2858573
>Leave them be.

>>2858573
>>Join the conversation with Harita and Hornet.

>>2858573
>>Join the conversation with Harita and Hornet.

>>2858573
>>Leave them be.

>>2858573
>Leave them be.

Calling the vote here!

Well, it’s probably for the best to see what they’re talking about. If Harita’s in a difficult situation it’s your job to get her out of it, she’s saved your ass more than a fair share during combat, after all.

…

Ass is not a great word to use right now, all things considered. After grabbing some towels you approach the pair and note that Hornet is doing most of the talking while Harita is fidgeting somewhat. You think you might have a good idea what they’re talking about.

“...Like I said, I think everyone would benefit from you and-- ah, Dozer.” Hornet turns and nods to you. “Is your leg fine now?”

Harita shares concern on your state.

“Yeah, besides my dignity I’ll live.” You answer. “What are you two talking about?”

“We’re discussing what Ranger had just done.” Hornet says.

“Ah, well, I did say that I’ll take embarrassment off of you Dozer.” Harita says sheepishly, idly fidgeting with one of her braids.

“You did steal the show, so thanks for that.” You concur with a smirk, before holding out a towel for her. “Also here.”

She gratefully takes it… to cover herself up. Not what you had in mind, but that works.

“Ranger did more than just that.” Hornet adds, turning to her. “I think you would make an excellent teacher, or, at the very least, a welcome addition to future classes. Keep motivation up and all that.”

Harita looks between both you and Hornet for a moment before looking away, still clearly unsure. A familiar hesitance you’ve had to work with and try and coax out of.

“It… was enjoyable practicing like that. It’s been a while since I’d done so.” Harita admits. “But, I don’t think I am that good of a teacher.”

“Honestly, I don’t blame you on dealing with some of the guys.” Hornet shakes her head. “The quarantine solution’s been solving that particular problem. If you really aren’t up for it that’s fine, it’s just a bit of a shame.”

Harita nods slowly, considering things. She’s still on the fence about the offer.

Maybe you should add something?

>Harita should try teaching the class.
>Help Harita out and say she’s busy with other things.
>Let Harita decide herself.
>Other

>>2860101
>>Let Harita decide herself.

>>2860101
>>Let Harita decide herself.
She's a grown woman, she can make her own decisions.

>>2860101
>Let Harita decide herself.

>>2860101
>Help Harita out and say she’s busy with other things.

>>2860101
>>>Other
>Let Harita give you a private lesson first so she can try out teaching and ease into it.

>>2860101
>Let Harita decide herself.
Harita this is all you.

>>2860169
Lol

>>2860101
Let her decide herself, it doesn't Hornet is exactly pressuring her into it.
Maybe offer her the idea to think on it?

>>2860192
Doesn't exactly seem*

>>2860101
>Let Harita decide herself.
Maybe ask about exercises to be more flexible than uncooked spaghetti. We are NOT letting yoga defeat us, victory will be ours!

>>2860101
>>Let Harita decide herself.

>>2860101
>>Let Harita decide herself.

>>2860101
>>Let Harita decide herself.

>>2860101
>Let Harita decide herself.

>>2858752
>No u

>>2860101
>Let Harita decide herself.
I think Hornet has been trying to convince her long enough now so it's time to drop it and let Harita decide what she wants to do.

Do we know anything about the fighter jocks? Or do they keep to themselves?
>>2860101
>>Let Harita decide herself.

Calling the vote here!

>>2861371
Maybe next time we get really drunk we'll get to steal a fighter and dogfight with some random scout UFO

>>2861371
I wouldn't be surprised if there was a sizable group of them opposed to the possibility of them being replaced by drone pilots.

>>2860101
>>Let Harita decide herself.

I can't believe no ones pointed this out. Sure all the guys come to check out the chicks in the class, but how many of the participants were checking out Dozer's finely sculpted (he never skips leg day) ass in those tight yoga pants

You may have a stance on the topic being discussed, but being a leader is just as much about putting your trust in your teammates as giving them orders.. She can decide for herself. Harita looks to you but you just give her an encouraging look.

“Well…” Harita pauses, before giving Hornet an apologetic look. “...I’m honored for the offer, but I don’t think that I would make a great teacher.”

“Oh, alright.” Hornet concedes, dissappointed but not pressing further. “You should at least stop by again when you’re free. Everyone would appreciate it.”

“I can do that.” Harita says,

“Well I’m not gonna keep pestering you.” Hornet finishes and takes her leave. “Cya.”

You watch Hornet leave, followed by her second, Rabbit. As the diminuative trooper passes by, you catch… video game music being blasted from her headphones? You think it’s called chiptune. What a strange soldier, but The Commander takes in all sorts, you guess. As the Strike-7 troopers leave, Harita exhales and slumps her shoulders.

“...It was probably the better idea to take the offer to teach, wasn’t it?” Harita murmurs to you.

“Nah.” You shake your head. “You gotta be up to it for something like that, nobody’s forcing you to do something you don't want to. Pick your battles and all that.”

“Heh.” Harita smiles softly, feeling a bit better at that before looking down at herself. A faint blush returning again. “...We should get changed.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” You agree quickly. As you both make your way out of the room you pause. “...Say, why did you pick what you wore? It was… well, rather bold of you.”

“The other clothing was uncomfortable.” Harita says. “I am at my best in yoga when I do it the traditional way.”

“What’s the traditional way?”

A pause. Her eyes widen with sudden embarrassment and her cheeks become flushed.

“I’mgoingtogogetchangednow!” Harita blurts out, quickly darting ahead and making a hasty retreat to the showers and lockers without warning.

You blink, missing the reason entirely. Whatever the traditional way of doing yoga is must be a big deal, maybe you’ll ask Big Sky or something if you see him again. Well, time to get the hell out of these yoga pants...

(Part 1 / 2)

Showered and changed back into your normal fatigues, you have a much better appreciation of standard regs. The clothes are nowhere near as tight as the yoga attire. It’s still pretty form fitting sure, but you’re used to it. Hopefully the new armors are going to give more room to breathe.

You decide to wait just outside of the lockers and showers for Harita. They are decidedly not co-ed, for obvious reasons, despite the fact apparently some militaries don’t really seem to mind the implications that much. You find that hard to believe.

Harita eventually steps back out, finishing the process of re-braiding one of her braids. She’s a bit surprised to see you.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were waiting for me. I would have hurried up.” She says, sheepishly.

“No worries.” You reply. “I inadvertently dragged you into yoga without warning, I was meaning to apologize for that.”

“Apologize…?” Harita looks confused.

“Yeah, sorry.”

Harita looks at you for a moment, before softening. She smiles.

“You are just like Rachel.” Harita murmurs. “Always dragging me along to this and that, but just as quick to apologize. I never expected Americans to be so considerate.”

“Just because we’re stubborn assholes doesn’t mean we’re always like that half the time.” You chuckle. “Americans always look after their friends.”

“Friends… I am glad you are my friend, Dozer.” Harita murmurs. You see your fellow Assault soften once again. She’s legitimately touched by what you said. The next thing she does catches you completely by surprise.

Harita steps forward and without any warning wraps her arms around you in a warm embrace. Despite the fact she’d likely have the ability to kick your ass in melee, her touch is extremely gentle. Her hair still damp, and you smell her shampoo. It’s a pleasant smell.

However, this heartwarming moment is immediately followed by major mental alarm bells going off in your head. She’s hugging you in the middle of the gym just outside the locker rooms! Your back is facing the rest of the gym but there was DEFINITELY people who are working out behind you. They probably staring right now! You’re supposed to not be rocking the boat right now, not becoming the talk of the base… again! But, this is clearly a big deal for Harita!

Crap!

>Free yourself from the embrace as quickly and as gently as you can. It’s not that you don’t want it, it’s just terrible timing!
>Carefully remind Harita about the situation you both are now in.
>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.
>O-Other

>>2863212
>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.
We've already become a food for rumors. Let's make these rumors so over the top no one believes them.

>>2863218
Rachel still best girl tho.

>>2863212
>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.
cutest gurkha

>>2863212
>Hug the brown woman.

>>2863212
>>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.

>>2863212
>>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.

By this point, we have already woke up in commander's bed and some people think we had private sex with Loki. When you already got two rumors like those, what's the harm in adding a third one?

>>2863212
>>2863220
Second this

>>2863212
>O-Other
Just stand there silently without doing anything. No hugging but no reminding her of the situation either.

>>2863212
>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.

>>2863212
>>Carefully remind Harita about the situation you both are now in.

>>2863212
>O-Other
Give her a little pat on the back. Less impersonal than just standing there but not as awkward as a full-on hug.

>>2863212
>>Carefully remind Harita about the situation you both are now in.

>>2863212
>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.
Despite me pushing for Commander endgame my love of two dimensional brown girls is winning out right now.

>>2863212
>>Carefully remind Harita about the situation you both are now in.

>>2863212
>>Carefully remind Harita about the situation you both are now in.

>>2862134
>inb4 AC7 with ayys
>>2863212
>>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.
We are already fifteen different shades of covered in rumours, one more won't make any difference.

>>2863212
>>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.

>>2863212
>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.

>>2863212
>>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.

>>2863212
>...Screw the rumors. Return the embrace.

>>2862134
Better than them arguing whether or not XCOM should have dedicated Close Air Support jets/VTOLS

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Calling the vote here!

To those wondering about XCOM's Air Force, it's quite respectable! With numerous pilots and an 'OK' amount of Interceptors. Much like Long War, the air game is a constant battle funding/resupplying/repairing/and acquiring more Ravens and Pilots to fly them while still somehow having to deal with UFOs. It's quite brutal. If there's ever a place to become an Ace at air Combat, it would be defending the skies against the aliens!

Ground pounders and fighter jocks don't really mesh well together, barring the in-between of Skyranger pilots. But they are around the base. Both parties generally steer clear of one another unless it's some competition to see whose better.

>>2863721
At least there is no Navy to join into this dick-measuring contest and endless battle for bigger budgets and Comomder’s headpats.
AT LEAST NOT YET.

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>>2863741
Just wait until XCOM gets enough resources and funding to build itself an aircraft carrier mobile base the size of the Habakkuk if not larger.

>>2863748
It also needs to be able to fly and submerge for extended periods of time. And it should be constructed in a way that allows retrofitting it into a space ship equipped with space interceptors and space skyrangers.

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>>2863870
>And it should be constructed in a way that allows retrofitting it into a space ship equipped with space interceptors and space skyrangers.
Hmmm

For a moment you’re selfish, thinking only of trying to save face in what’s clearly going to blow up into a huge misunderstanding. Rumors are going to spread about like a wildfire in the base. But then, when has that stopped you? It would be a wasted opportunity if you were to pull away from Harita now and ruin the moment. So…

Screw the rumors, you’ll just another one to the list.

Throwing caution to the wind you return the embrace, pulling Harita in close. This… this is nice. Even despite all of the hell you’ve been through, little moments like this really help keep yourself together. It’s very, well, human. You think you overhear some commotion behind you, some sort’ve jostling, but you don’t let that stop you from ruining the moment. Eventually, you and Harita let go, and she smiles at you warmly, a pleased look on her face. You grin back, and she looks away at that, idly tugging at one of her braids. Her cheeks warming up slightly.

“Joining XCOM wasn’t so bad after all.“ Harita says.

“You didn't’t want to join XCOM at first?” You raise an eyebrow.

“I.. didn’t know how well the whole thing would turn out at first.” Harita admits. “But, I am glad to have stuck through it. It was worthwhile.”

“The aliens certainly don’t expect your sword, that’s for sure.” You chuckle.

“All gurkha’s are proficient in edged weapons. I’m honestly surprised sometimes that other special forces aren’t similar.” Harita says.

“Nobody brings knives to gunfights, though I guess that doesn’t count for swords.” You shrug, amused.

“Yes it’s… it’s…” Harita pauses and trails off, looking behind you at something. You hear a slight commotion from behind as well.

You sigh. She probably noticed the attention you both have been getting.

“Yeah... people are going to start gossiping about what we just did, but honestly screw them. Let them yap on and on, don’t let it get to your head.” You say, shaking your head. “American’s really don’t give a shit about what people think about ‘em, and neither should you.”

“Huh? What do you mean?” Harita looks at you perplexed. “ There seems to be something going on outside of the gym.”

You raise an eyebrow and turn around and see that most of the people are in fact leaving the gym, drawn to some happening in the main hallway. Did anybody even notice you and Harita hugging it out? Maybe not. Though, the situation is indeed rather curious and both you and your fellow Assault walk over to check as well.

In the main hallway, leaning to the hanger bay you see a procession of men and women making their way towards a waiting Skyranger with it’s ramped lowered. There’s a resigned look on all of their faces and the luggage and things they have in hand in unmistakable.

They’re leaving.

(Part 1 / 2)

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“What the hell…?” You mutter, glancing at Harita.

You both decide rather quickly to get some answers in what’s happening. The both of you maneuver your way through the growing crowd and spot some Blueshirts keeping some order to things, keeping staff from not getting too close to the hanger bay as the personnel continue to walk. You even overhear a few jeers from some of the other staff at such an act. You and Harita reach the edge, standing just in front of the Blueshirts as they try and keep order.

“Hey-” You start, but the Blueshirt interrupts you, clearly jumping to conclusions from having to repeat himself multiple times

“Look, I’m going to need you to keep a few steps back. Normal operations will resume after the Skyranger has left.” One of the Blueshirts explains.

“We’re not here to cause a scene, we just want to know what’s going on.” Harita reasons with the Blueshirt.

“France has just withdrawn from the Council and has requested it’s XCOM staff back.” The Blueshirt explains.

“What!?” Harita gasps. “Why?”

“Ma’am, I don’t have the full details. I’m just following orders.” The Blueshirt says apologetically. “We’re losing one of our own as well here, just step back from line please. If you have any problems speak with Security Chief Ingram, Central Officer Bradford, or the Commander.”

At that, you note that the staff is a little bit of everyone. A tiny microcosm of XCOM staff. From a scientist or two, to an Engineer, and even a pilot. All French. But wait, does that mean…? You quickly do a headcount, counting around twenty or so staff. Not enough to fit in a single Skyranger. Does that mean there was more than one? How many staff is actually leaving?

“Wait… is Burnout leaving?” Harita says to you, eyes widening.

You don’t see him in the immediate group boarding. At least, not at a glance. Could he have left already? Is he in another group?

>Ask the Blueshirt if he saw anyone resembling Burnout leave already.
>Look around further, just to be sure.
>Don’t bother. You don’t believe he’d just leave.
>Find answers elsewhere.
>Other

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>>2864972
>>Look around further, just to be sure.

>>2864972
>>Find answers elsewhere.

Try finding Commander or Central, they probably know more than blueshirts

>>2864972
>Look around further, just to be sure.

>>2864972
>Find answers elsewhere.
If Burnout didn't leave, where would he be?

Also what the hell, they're even taking back their personnel? But wasn't the personnel recruited directly by XCOM?

Isn't peppermint a ruskie?

>>2865065
Yeah but it's France leaving, not Russia

>>2864972
>find answers elsewhere
Dont wanna annoy or interrupt the busy blueshirts, but wanna know about burnout

>>2864972
>Look around further, just to be sure.

>>2864972
>>Other
Talk to the Commander. the Blueshirt gave as a excuse.

>>2864972
>Look around further, just to be sure.

>>2864972
>Find answers elsewhere.
COMMANDER

>>2865173
Do I need to greentext the "Other" explanation or is my vote ok like this ?

>>2863212
>new armors are gonna have more room to breathe
Hahaha
Get ready for sleek metal cheeks, dozer

>>2865463
It’s ok for everyday votes, just don’t let Central see you doing it.

>>2864972
>Find answers elsewhere.

>>2864972
>>Look around further, just to be sure.

I think Burnout is going to renounce his citizenship to stay

>>2864972
I’m a dumbass who forgot to vote. Anyway:
>Find answers elsewhere.
Go directly to the Commander.

>>2864972
>Find answers elsewhere.

Calling the vote here! This will be the last update for this thread!

>>2865109
ah my brain saw the pic and overroad france for Russia

>>2866376
Yeah i did same initially lol

“We’re not going to learn anything here.” You say to Harita. “We should speak with the Commander. She’ll inform us in what the hell is going on.”

“Yes…” Harita nods slowly, her mood dampened by the sight. “Let’s go.”

Double timing it, you and your fellow Assault leave the Hanger and make your way to Mission Control and ultimately the Commander’s office. Upon arrival to her extremely homey workplace, you and Harita aren’t the first people to have went to the Commander. A very displeased Dr. Vahlen is having some words with the Commander, who is weathering the Chief Scientist’s venting with a understanding smile and hospitality.

“Dr. Bouvier was one my team’s lead xenolinguists! You can not just let her just fly away on a Skyranger like that so easily, Commander! We will be drastically behind our research efforts on the aliens.” Dr. Vahlen in frustration, stopping only to take a sip from the provided mug of coffee. Vahlen relaxes for a moment at the taste but is just as quickly back to being irritated.

“XCOM as a whole is going to be behind from this setback.” The Commander says simply, “But we will simply have to adapt. I’ve spoken to each of them, even Dr. Bouvier, and they’ve made their decision… Ah, good afternoon Dozer, Ranger.”

The Commander turns her attentions to both of you. Dr. Vahlen takes a moment to compose herself. You and Harita snap salutes.

“Ma’am.” You say, becoming at ease at her nod.

“I take it you’re here to learn about disappointing situation with France?” The Commander asks.

“Merely disappointing is not the word I would use.” Dr. Vahlen growls. Harita is understandably taken aback by this more… icier than usual Scientist. People have been rather used to Dr. Vahlen’s coldness by now, but this is a step further. Hell, you’re aware enough to know Dr. Vahlen isn’t all that bad.

“Yeah, what the hell happened? Why are they pulling out from the Council and taking their staff with them?” You say.

“The convoy mission happened.” The Commander sighs, shaking her head. “The mobile lab your team had discovered was part of a project not sanctioned by the Council. France had held out from the rest of the Council and the fallout had led to France ‘officially’ withdrawing. It’s very likely they were voted off and forced to withdraw. Their last request was all of their assets back, including personnel from XCOM… under threat of revoking citizenship and denouncing them as treasonous.”

“Jesus…” You mutter, barely containing your own frustration.

(Part 1 / 2)

That sounds like one hell of a mess. Who knew that operation would lead to this? Harita looks dismayed by the news. How can people be so… petty under an alien invasion of all things? This is bullshit. You feel that anger flare up within you as you ball your hands up into fists. You really want to knock some sense into this French Ex-Council member for this. You’re with Vahlen on this.

“I know, given how tight funding continues to be, I had no choice but to let them go… but it’s not all a loss.” The Commander reassures, a glint of that other side of hers sneaking through. “I have some contingencies in place to mitigate countries withdrawing support from XCOM.”

“What about, Burnout?” Harita asks. “Our squad’s Scout. Is… is he leaving XCOM?”

You were just about to get to that, but Harita beats you to the punch. Her concern for a fellow squadmate showing. If it wasn’t for the situation, you’d commend her for that. Surprisingly, The Commander considers what to say next.

“He was indecisive when I spoke with him. I think you both should speak with him yourself, if he hasn’t already left by now. Perhaps you can sway him if he still has doubts. I would guess he’d be in the barracks still.” The Commander says.

“Thank you ma’am.” You say, nodding to Harita. As you both turn to leave however. Dr. Vahlen speaks up.

“There is another thing you should be aware about as… given your position on things.” Dr. Vahlen says carefully bringing up Psionics without saying it with Harita in the room.

“It’s alright, she knows about my Gift.” You say, but you’re already getting antsy, glancing at the door. You don’t want to miss Burnout if he’s still here. Dr. Vahlen merely nods, understanding the time pressure.

“My team has fully translated all of the french documents you have recovered on Psionics. I would highly suggest you stop by the labs to pick up and look through the information when you have the time, it should help with further growing your… Department.” Dr. Vahlen explains. “And I am also requesting your help again with dealing with our Muton captive. I’ve read your reports, I believe you can help with communicating with it. It remains… cooperative enough.”

“Sure. Done. You got it.” You nod quickly, anxiety rising.

“You’re both dismissed.” The Commander says to you and Harita. “Good luck.”

You don’t waste any more time, bolting out the door. You’re not going to loss another squad member if you can help it. Even from something like this. Not if you can help it.

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>...And with that I'm going to call it here! I couldn't find a screenshot of France withdrawing from the Council so I just picked what was available. Sorry for any confusion! So until next time...

Thanks for playing!

I look forward to the fall of France.

Unless the Aliens are already in their government and are fucking things up that way.

>>2863208
Did nobody else notice that Harita does yoga naked/ wearing even less than we saw her in?

Because damn that would be a sight.

>>2866561
Notice that when?

>>2866551
>contingencies
Sounds like scary shit ma'am.

>>2866564
...In the post I linked? She mentions the other clothing is uncomfortable and she's best "the traditional way". Which combined with blushing indicates she's wearing rags or something at best like old school monks or some shit.

The ones who are all "Be one with the world"

>>2866574
>>2866561
Oh. I thought that was obvious.

So yes I did notice.

>>2866574
Huh. My assumption was that she thought of sexual yoga. Can see yours make more sense.

I wouldn't worry too much. I'm sure quite a few of the french that are leaving will remain loyal to mommander as double agents

Also now we HAVE to hang out with the mutton!

>>2866690
Commander is getting ahead of the game with covert agents

>>2866554

Thanks for running!

I love that you give background on why country left and tie it to events like the convoy getting exposed instead of just "they panicked too much and now they abandon the whole project"

>>2866550
Thanks for running. Really enjoyed it.

>>2866690
And for full shadowruns; if the rogue Council faction had any French double agents in the X-com base, they are now gone.

New thread soon!

>>2866898
>>2867051
I see. Commander really is two steps ahead (at least).

>>2868199

New thread's up!