>>3815401
>>See what the other pilots are up to.

Time to see what sort of cute nicknames they made up for us for blowing up that antenna.

>>3815401
>Go see how Bandit is doing at the debriefing.

>>3815401
>See what the other pilots are up to.
Sure hope there are no Belkan pilots from Gullinbursti with radical opinions about Belka.

>>3815401
>Go catch up with Vicky and Misono.

>>3815401
>Pay a visit to Sam.

>>3815401
>>See what the other pilots are up to.

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>>3815401
Hm, well, you figure it was a good idea to go check out what the other pilots were up to. With the supersub already dealt with, there wasn't actually much for the Andersen to do in the area other than resupply.

And there was nothing worse than a ship full of frustrated pilots with nothing to do, which is likely why the Captain gave pretty much the entire grew weekend leave while the Andersen got fixed up. Aaaaand of course, the first place all the pilots went to was the closest bar.

Upon arriving, you immediately notice the presence of both Sofia and the Orpheus pilots. Sofia seemed to be... drinking with Lara? You don't remember ever seeing the two of them together, but Sofia seemed to be enjoying herself while Lara looked absolutely uncomfortable about something.

Meanwhile, it looked like Angela and Alanna were hitting it up with one of the local Comona pilots. A much older guy, definitely not a fighter jock. Maybe part of one of the Seagull P-3 crews? Perhaps they were trying to get a better picture of what happened during the sub hunt.

You didn't see Vicky or Misono present, though.

>Go see what Lara and Sofia are up to.
>Check on in Angela and Alanna.
>Sit by yourself and see if anybody approaches you.
>Other

>>3815472
>>Sit by yourself and see if anybody approaches you.

>>3815472
>Sit by yourself and see if anybody approaches you.
Oh?

>>3815472
>Sit by yourself and see if anybody approaches you.

>>3815472
>Sit by yourself and see if anybody approaches you.
Why not. Let's be edgy.
Maybe we got fans from our Sub shenanigans

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>>3815472
>>Sit by yourself and see if anybody approaches you.

>>3815472
>Sit by yourself and see if anybody approaches you.
Belkan spy informing us about some leads and Belkan conspiracies.

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>>3815472
Well, you figure you could be alone for a bit. See who was willing to approach you. Not like you wanted to butt into anybody else's business, after all.

You take a seat at the bar and order a simple beer. No sense starting off the with strong stuff just yet...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3815542

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3815542

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>3815542
So is Milly a ponytail girl, or a hair let loose girl?

>>3815548
Afro

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>>3815542
And that's when Auntie Sam appears, though wearing casual clothes rather than the business wear you're so used to seeing her in. That's probably how nobody has seemed to recognize her so far. She takes a seat next to you and waves to get the bartender's attention.

The bartender turns and pauses when he sees, giving her a skeptical look. Sam just silently rolls her eyes, digs her wallet out of her pocket, and shows him her ID. The bartender squints at the picture for a few uncomfortably long seconds before nodding.

"Some bourbon. Bottle and two glasses." Auntie Sam says simply.

As the bartender turns around to handle her order, Sam then turns to you with a sly grin.

"Heh, even when you're not working for me you can help turn a huge profit!" Auntie Sam snickers. "These Comona guys are practically showering us with money after getting rid of that thorn in their sides!"

>Sounds great!
>Am I gonna have a cut of that?
>Other

>>3815587
>Sounds great!
We do not need money, just give us the credit.

>>3815587
>Sounds great!

>>3815587
>Sounds great!
Also, how old are WE anyways?

>>3815587
>Sounds great!

We take payment in cool planes, and scale models of Belkan superweapons

>>3815587
>>Sounds great!

>>3815594
I was thinking that Milly would definitely be younger than Karla. Maybe in the present, Milly's in her mid-late 20s?

>>3815598
And vintage flags of greater Belkan.

>>3815587
>>Sounds great!
>>3815594
Probably not a cake yet
Also Sam ascension to lolibaba-hood

>>3815605
Wait, does that mean Milly was just a teenager back in Endless Skies if we consider the fact Karla has a kid?

>>3815587
>Am I gonna have a cut of that?

>>3815610
Yeah, wasn’t it implied that she was in her late teens?

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>>3815587
"Sounds great!" You grin as the bartender sets down the bottle of bourbon with the two glasses. "Things are looking up for WCS, aren't they?"

"You're implying we weren't doing well? Auntie Sam chuckles. "This may sound a bit cold, but Erusia is a goldmine right now! A lot of countries with cash but no armies to defend them. The perfect storm for a PMC!"

"If I didn't know you any better, I could've sworn you had a hand behind the war." You chuckle as you finish off your beer.

"Oh, you give me too much credit!" Auntie Sam laughs. "Though, coming from a Belkan, I suppose those should be words of high praise!"

"Ha. Ha." You roll your eyes as Auntie Sam answers your jabs with one of her own. "Anyways, you just happening to show up here couldn't be an accident, right?"

"Oh, of course not." Sam grins as she pours out bourbon into the two glasses. "I was just dropping by to ask again whether you were interested in joining up with WCS? You don't have to make a decision now or anything, I'm just genuinely curious."

>I'm thinking about it.
>I haven't really decided either way.
>The mercenary lifestyle isn't for me.
>Other

>>3815658
>The mercenary lifestyle isn't for me.

>>3815658
>>I'm thinking about it.

>>3815658
>The mercenary lifestyle isn't for me.

>>3815658
>>I haven't really decided either way.

>>3815658
>The mercenary lifestyle isn't for me.

>>3815658
>The mercenary lifestyle isn't for me.
Belkan raised and born. Stay with Belka, be Belkan.

>>3815658
>The mercenary lifestyle isn't for me.
Not yet, at least

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>>3815658
"You already know the answer to that, Auntie." You shake your head. "I'm not interested in the mercenary lifestyle."

"Ever the true patriot, huh?" Auntie Sam chuckles as she slides a glass of bourbon in front of you. "Well, the very least I can do is thank you with this."

>Ah thanks.
>You know, you kinda owe us one...
>Other

>>3815702
>You know, you kinda owe us one...

>>3815702
>>Ah thanks.

>>3815702
>You know, you kinda owe us one...

An upgrade kit for our Su-30, perhaps?

>>3815702
>Ah thanks.

>>3815702
>Ah thanks.
Is Millie even greedy? It looks like she is fine with what she has right now.

>>3815702
>You know, you kinda owe us one...

>>3815702
>Ah thanks.

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>>3815702
"Ah, thanks." You grin as you take the glass.

"To good business." Auntie Sam smirks as she raises her glass.

"To good business." You return as you raise your glass as well, both of them clinking together.

You both down your glasses at the same time. You feel the fiery liquid flow down your throat, but you were used enough to hard liquor that the first glass didn't affect you too much.

However, Auntie Sam notices this, too.

"Oho, still got that iron liver, huh?" She chuckles. "We still got a whole bottle to go through. How about it?"

Damnit, you knew when Auntie Sam was putting out a challenge.

And the other pilots were around, too...

>All right, you're on.
>Sorry, this isn't really the time.
>Other

>>3815784
>Sorry, this isn't really the time.

>>3815784
>>All right, you're on.

Time to see who can come out on top. Maybe have a bit of an interesting bet on this, too?

>>3815784
>All right, you're on.

>>3815784
>All right, you're on.
Belkan genetic engineering.

>>3815784
>All right, you're on.

>>3815805
>inb4 stupid plane noises

>>3815784
>>Sorry, this isn't really the time.
You know it’s a Merc quest when every other episode has a liquor challenge.

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>>3815784
"All right, you're on." You grin smugly as you let Auntie Sam refill your glass.

"Heh, I was looking forward to seeing which one of us would come out on top." Auntie Sam returns her own smug grin.

>Roll 1d20+1

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3815853

Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>3815853
Time for snow

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3815853
Oof

>>3815853
Belkan engineering.

>>3815853
>1
Ah, Sam. Always the lightweight.

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>>3815860
>>3815857
>>3815861
Let's see those smug Ustios beat that!

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>>3815853
Aaaaaaaand, as expected, Sam doesn't handle her alcohol well and falls face first onto the bar with a rather loud THUNK. Thankfully, it doesn't seem like anybody noticed, all too wrapped up in their own business.

>Eh, she'll be fine.
>Maybe you should get her somewhere safer.
>Just call someone to come pick her up.
>Other

>>3815901
>>Maybe you should get her somewhere safer.

>>3815901
>>Just call someone to come pick her up.

>>3815901
>Just call someone to come pick her up.

>>3815901
>>Just call someone to come pick her up.

>>3815901
>Just call someone to come pick her up.

>>3815901
>Just call someone to come pick her up.

>>3815901
>>Maybe you should get her somewhere safer.
Hey Lara, your boss is passed out.

>>3815901
>Just call someone to come pick her up.
Yell out, "Who can stand up and challenge the iron liver!?!"

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>>3815901
Ah shit, well, you couldn't very well just leave Auntie Sam just hanging here. You should at the very least try to see her off safely. Maybe you should just call someone to retrieve her.

Hm, well, Lara was here right now, but she was still in that conversation with Sofia. Then again, with that uncomfortable expression on her face, maybe she could use the excuse to leave. Or, OR, you could call Bandit and see how he reacts to the whole situation. And, well, you suppose the safe option would be Wolf, but where's the fun in being safe?

>Lara
>Bandit
>Wolf
>Other

>>3815955
>Lara

>>3815955
>Lara

>>3815955
>>Lara

>>3815955
>Lara
Help a wingmate out.

>>3815955
>Lara

>>3815955
>Lara

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>>3815955
"Hey! Lara! Lara!" You yell and wave, trying to get the mercenary's attention...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3815999 (checked)

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3815999
bounce

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>3815999

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3815999

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>>3815999
Lara pauses and glances at you, but quickly shakes her head and returns to whatever she was talking about with Sofia. Jeez, was it really that important? What could she possibly be talking about?

>Better go check it out.
>Call Bandit.
>Call Wolf
>Other

>>3816040
>Call Wolf

>>3816040
>Call Wolf

>>3816040
>>Call Bandit.

>>3816040
>Call Wolf

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>>3816040
You decide to call up Wolf. He should know how to handle this.

"Let me guess, the Boss went and got herself in an alcohol coma again, right?" Wolf laughs over the line.

"Pretty much, yeah." You sigh. "You think you can come pick her up?"

"Yeah, no problem!" Wolf says happily. "Hey, and uh, have you seen Lara anywhere? I haven't been able to find her all day!"

Huh... should you tell him? You got the feeling Lara didn't want any kind of interruptions, in whatever she was talking about with Sofia.

>Nah, haven't seen her.
>Yeah, she's over at the bar!
>Other

>>3816069
>Nah, haven't seen her.

>>3816069
>>Nah, haven't seen her.

Now the real question is how much should we intervene if things go south.

>>3816069
>Nah, haven't seen her.

>>3816069
>Yeah, she's over at the bar!

>Milly drinks another person under the table

Are we sure she isn't part Yuke lol. Full Squat.

>>3816083
Who knows? Maybe one of her great great grandparents was a Yuke?

>>3816069
>Yeah, she's over at the bar!

>>3816084
i wonder if her Belkanium stomach makes her immune to bullets

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>>3816069
"Nah, I haven't seen her." You reply. You figure it was best to respect Lara's privacy, at least for now.

"Ah, okay then." Wolf replies. All right, I'll be there in no time!"

And with that, Wolf hangs up, leaving you back where you started, sitting by yourself at the bar with a half finished bourbon. You take another look around the bar. Angela and Alanna were still hitting it up with that Comona pilot, while it looked as if Lara and Sofia were getting up and leaving....

>See what Lara and Sofia have been doing.
>Check in on Angela and Alanna.
>You should go do something else.
>Other

>>3816095
>You should go do something else.

>>3816095
>>You should go do something else.

>>3816095
>>Check in on Angela and Alanna.

Time to spy on our rivals like any good Belkan.

>>3816095
>You should go do something else.

>>3816088
Speaking of which, do you think she's good at handling a handgun like Karla?

>>3816095
>Check in on Angela and Alanna.
Gonna be a bit awkward when he shows up and sees we are lying btw

>>3816095
>Check in on Angela and Alanna.

>>3816101
Woops, meant to choose
>>3816095
>Check in on Angela and Alanna.

>>3816095
>You should go do something else.
Spy games.

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>>3816095
Looks like we've got a tie so we'll have to roll it off!

1. Angel and Alanna
2. Something else

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>>3816120
Hmmmmm, maybe you should go off and take care of something else while you were out here. Bandit, VIcky, and Misono were still off doing....whatever it is they were doing. Meanwhile, Mead was working on your Su-30 to get it back into to tip top shape. So much to do...

>Find Bandit
>Find Vicky
>Find Misono
>Check on Mead
>Other

>>3816133
>Find Misono
Haven't had a one on one with best Nip for a bit

>>3816133
>Find Misono

>>3816133
>Find Bandit

>>3816133
>Check on Mead

>>3816133
>>Find Misono

>>3816133
>>Check on Mead

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>>3816133
You decide to see what Misono was up to, as well as see what she thought about your recent exploits. She was always looking for a great big fight, after all. Something she could proudly go back and tell the rest of her family about.

You take out your phone and quickly dial her up to see where she was.

"Ah, Milly! How may I help you?" Misono answers your call in her usual clipped, polite tone.

"Eh, sorta want to hang out. You doing anything important?" You ask.

"I'm just practicing some of my forms on the ship." Misono explains simply. "I will not mind if you would like to come and see."

"Hm, sure thing." You nod. "I'll see you then."

Well, you think as you hang up, it'll be interesting to see how Misono actually uses that sword of hers at the very least....

>And that's it for tonight! We'll continue things on Saturday, so stay tuned!

>>3816164
Thanks for running Merc!

i swear one of these days Milly is gonna roll three crit fails and develop chronic alcoholism

>>3816754
Could be worse. There could be drunken challenges involved and waking up in an embarrassing outfit with no recollection of the night before.

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>>3816164
You head up to the Andersen's flight deck, where Misono had informed you where she was. Seemed like a weird place to practice sword fighting, but Misono honestly was a bit of a weird girl herself, so you didn't really think too much of it.

Stepping onto the flight deck, though, you now realize just how empty and quiet it is. With the carrier docked and not on alert, there were no flight operations going on. Other than a few planes still sitting on the deck, the entire flight deck was devoid of life. Only a whistling of the ocean wind creating any sort of noise.

And the you see Misono, calmly sitting on her knees in the middle of the flight deck, her eyes closed as if in some deep mediation. Laid out in front of her was that familiar sword she always carried around with her.

She didn't seem to be doing anything, and resembled more of a statue than a living person. The only thing proving that she wasn't made out of stone was her long black hair flowing and fluttering in the salty ocean breeze. You wonder if it was safe to even approach her...

>Go greet her.
>Better stay back for a bit.
>Other

>>3818077
>write in
Sneak up on her and go PSSSSSSST

>>3818077
>Better stay back for a bit.

>>3818077
>Go greet her.

What is restraint?

>>3818077
>Go greet her.

>>3818077
>>Go greet her.

I hope Milly's skills in fighting outside of a plane are up to snuff just in case she gets shot down.

>>3818077
>Better stay back for a bit.

>>3818077
>>Better stay back for a bit.
If she's trying to get some peace and quiet to concentrate on whatever, then let her.

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>>3818077
You decide to go up and meet her. You already let her know you were coming, so there shouldn't be any harm in it, right?

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3818199

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3818199

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3818199

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>3818199

>>3818205
>>3818207
>>3818210
This is sufficient.

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>>3818199
You walk up to Misono casually and call out to her.

"Hey Misono-" You greet her and then pause as your instincts kick in.

In the space of an eyeblink, Misono pulls her sword out of its sheath and spins around, sword glinting in the sun. She brings her swing to a stop right where it would have been inches from your neck had you taken a couple steps more towards her. Pretty on target for not being able to actually see you approach.

"Ah! My apologies, Milly. I hope you don't mind me using your approach for a little practice!" Misono smiles as she lowers her sword. "I hope I didn't startle you too much!"

>Nah, I'm cool.
>That was pretty hardcore.
>You could've killed me!
>Other

>>3818230

>Nah, I'm cool.

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>>3818230
>Nah, I'm cool.

>>3818230
>>Nah, I'm cool.
>>You could've killed me!
How did you know where I was? (aside from obvious direction via ears)

>>3818230
>>Nah, I'm cool.
This is nothing to a Belkan!

>>3818230
>>Nah, I'm cool.
Poker Face

>>3818230
>Nah, I'm cool.

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>>3818230
"Nah, I'm cool." You say, completely unphased.

"Impressive. I would have expected you to be rather indignant, or startled." Misono nods and sheathes her sword. "Though I suppose I would be highly underestimating you, then!"

"So uh, what did you mean by 'practice', then?" You ask cautiously.

"It's important to hone all your senses, to be able to detect threats coming from any direction." Misono explains matter of factly. "It is one of the basic tenets of our fighting style!"

>Ask how sword fighting relates to piloting.
>Ask more about Misono's fighting style.
>Ask if she wants to hang out somewhere else.
>Other

>>3818334
>Ask more about Misono's fighting style.

>>3818334
>Ask more about Misono's fighting style.

>>3818334
>Ask more about Misono's fighting style.

>>3818334
>>Ask how sword fighting relates to piloting.

>>3818334
>>Ask how sword fighting relates to piloting.

>>3818334
>>Ask how sword fighting relates to piloting.

>>3818334
>>Ask how sword fighting relates to piloting.

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>>3818334
"So uh, this may sound like a dumb question." You frown. "But how exactly does sword fighting relate to piloting?"

"Well, it's not as if I'm literally trying to hit the enemy lanes with my sword!" Misono laughs heartily. "But still, there are many benefits of learning the way of the blade that can carry over to piloting. Or to any life skill, honestly."

"Really? Like how?" You raise an eyebrow.

"First, the blade teaches discipline." Misono says as she rests a hand on the handle of her sheathed sword. "To know when to fight and when to stay your hand!"

"Second, the blade teaches you aggression!" Misono continues as she suddenly draws her sword again in a slashing motion, thankfully away from you this time, but it clearly would have chopped anyone in front of clean in half, you were sure. "When you do decide to attack, you do so will full force and conviction!"

"And finally, serenity." Misono calmly sheathes her sword and returns to her kneeling position, eyes closed. "To know when to put away the blade as well as your fears and grudges."

Well, there was one thing you couldn't deny. Misono was certainly passionate about this. Very much so.

>Makes a lot more sense now.
>Still not quite convinced...
>Other

>>3818445
>Makes a lot more sense now.

>>3818445
>Makes a lot more sense now.

K but when are you gonna do a Kamikaze crash?

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>>3818445
>>Makes a lot more sense now.

I miss SWQ.

>>3818445
>Makes a lot more sense now.

>>3818445
>>Makes a lot more sense now.

Hopefully Milly will take this to heart and not double down on her usual aggressive style.

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>>3818445
"It makes a lot more sense now." You nod, rather impressed. "Kinda reminds me of the old Belkan knights, actually."

"Ah yes, another long honored martial tradition." Misono nods. "Do you count yourself among their number?"

>I'm rather distantly related to a noble family, yeah.
>No, I'm actually a commoner through and through.
>Other

>>3818535
>No, I'm actually a commoner through and through.

>>3818535
>I'm not nobility, but I like to model myself after the Knights. I'd like to be worthy of calling myself one someday.

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>>3818535
>>I'm rather distantly related to a noble family, yeah.

>>3818535
>No, I'm actually a commoner through and through.

>>3818560
Also can support >>3818551
>>3818535

>>3818535
>>I'm rather distantly related to a noble family, yeah.
BELKA! That and give more reasons for why Red acts the way she does.

>>3818535
>No, I'm actually a commoner through and through.
No, I am more of a Landsknecht.

>>3818535
>>I'm rather distantly related to a noble family, yeah.

>>3818600
I rather liked the idea of her growing up on stories about them and idolizing the Knights. It's why i didn't vote for nobility.

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>>3818535
"Nah, I'm pretty much what you'd call a commoner." You admit. "But I like to model myself after the Knights. I'd like to be worthy of calling myself one someday."

That's when Misono breaks out into giggles.

"Huh? What's wrong with what I said?!" You blink.

"N-no, it's nothing like that!" Misono wipes a tear from her eye. "It's just, I've never seen you so... wistful? Is that the right word for it?"

"I'm not wistful at all." You huff. "Just got a dream or two!"

"Hmmm, perhaps you can marry into a knightly family?" Misono giggles.

>I've thought about it.
>No way!
>Other

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>>3818674
>I've thought about it.
Mayhaps the son of a wealthy shipping magnate?
Who may also have a habit of shipping cargo containers full of drones?

>>3818674
>No way!

>>3818674
>>No way!

We gotta earn that title despite Belka no longer having any person being able to make us Knight/Dame.

>>3818674
>>No way!

>>3818674
>oh, what about yours then, Miss Ninja?

>>3818691
You know, if we ever get around to doing some shit for the Princess, maybe she'd end up making us an honorary Knight of Erusea? That could be neat. Mud in the eye of Osea too, as we'd see it.

>>3818674
>>No way!
The only knighthood worth getting is one that's Earned!

>>3818674
>No way!

That essentially just means we'd be whoring ourselves out, and popping out a kid or two without any real opportunity to fly.

>>3818674
>No way!

What I am getting from what we are playing is that Milly will not ever be able to herself happy through her own choices.

>>3818674
>>No way!
Did Karla become the Valkyrie by marrying Jaeger?

I THINK NOT.

>>3818742
Happy people are lazy people. As someone said of the Hohenzollern Dynasty, they "took a fat people, a lazy people, and made them into the most feared nation in Europe."

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>>3818674
"No way!" You shake your head furiously. "As if I'd let myself get tied down by something like a noble wedding! Besides, that would feel like cheating my way to the top!"

"Hm, it does make some sense." Misono nods with a smile. "Though perhaps it's something you don't really have to worry about until you're older."

"Yeah yeah, laugh it up." You grumble. "But I'm serious, I don't really picture myself being some kinda trophy wife for a Knight or something like that. Hell, that's even assuming some noble would be desperate enough to marry a lowly commoner like me!"

"Hm, that is true. I forget how traditional your people can be." Misono nods in agreement.

Urgh, you feel like it's time to go on the offensive against Misono! But how would you accomplish that...?

>Ask if she's any type of royalty herself.
>Ask if she's got any eyes on anybody.
>Other

>>3818789
>>Ask if she's got any eyes on anybody.

>>3818789
>Ask if she's any type of royalty herself.

>>3818789
>Ask if she's got any eyes on anybody.

If I have read her interactions right i actually think she has a crush on Bandit. Could be wrong oc

>>3818789
>>Ask if she's got any eyes on anybody.

>>3818789
>>Ask if she's any type of royalty herself.
Why does SHE have that kind of traditions?

>>3818789
>Ask if she's any type of royalty herself.

>>3818789
>>Ask if she's got any eyes on anybody.

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Rolled 15, 20, 14 = 49 (3d20)

>>3818789
...

>>3818843
>20
!?!?

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>>3818843
"Oh yeah? Then do you have eyes on anybody for marriage, then?" You fire back.

"Why yes I do, actually." Misono smiles brightly. "However, that's a private family matter, so that's all I'll say about it!"

Damn, seemed like Misono was totally ready to bat that question aside. You weren't going to get anything more on her from that front, unfortunately.

"Anyways, I will continue to take advantage of this opportunity and continue my practice." Misono says as she turns back around. "It's not every day you can have the entire carrier flight deck to yourself! All this extra space is such a refreshing change of pace!"

>Leave Misono to do her thing.
>Maybe stick around and watch for a while.
>You should get going.
>Other

>>3818865
>Leave Misono to do her thing.

>>3818865
>>Maybe stick around and watch for a while.

>>3818865
>>Leave Misono to do her thing.

>>3818865
>Leave Misono to do her thing.

>>3818865
>Leave Misono to do her thing.

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>>3818865
"All right, I'll leave you to it, then." You say as you head back for the carrier's island.

"Good luck, Milly!" Misono says before taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, resetting back into her practice mood.

Well, while Misono was off playing samurai, that still left the matter of what you'd do next.

>Find Bandit
>Check on Mead
>Look for Vicky.
>Other

>>3818918
>Check on Mead

>>3818918
>Check on Mead

Time to see how they're doing.

>>3818918
>>Check on Mead
Expect to be punished for being PILOT

>>3818918

>Find Bandit

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>>3818918
>>Check on Mead

>>3818925
I'm expecting her to praise us for doing insane shit during the last battle before letting us have it for doing all that insane shit.

>>3818918
>>Look for Vicky.

>>3818918
>>Check on Mead

>>3818918
>Find Bandit

>>3818918
>>Check on Mead

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>>3818918
You decide to head down to the hangar deck where Mead was of course working away at the planes, even with most of the maintenance crew also on leave. Guess a mechanic's job was never done.

Right now, though, it looked as if she was busy tuning up Orpheus Squadron's Typhoons. You head over to her as she worked, digging through the guts of the Ustian fighters.

"Huh, didn't expect to see you to be here, Milly." Mead glances at you before returning her focus on her work. "You're not using your leave to take the day off?"

"Well, I sorta already did." You shrug, leaning against one of the Typhoon's landing gear. "Figured I'd come check on you. Guess I was right on the money you'd still be working your ass off down here."

"Yeah, well, I practically grew up around planes. Feel more comfortable with them than people, sometimes." Mead laughs lightly.

"Yeah, I get that feeling sometimes, too." You nod in agreement.

"It also helps when I want to get my mind off things." Mead sighs. "Someone up there must have some sort of sick sense of humor to send me back to where it all started...."

"Where what started?" You blink.

"Ah, right, you don't really have any reason to know, do you?" Mead gives you a hard look. "You see, back in the Lighthouse War, I used to be a convict."

"A convict?!" You blink in surprise. You knew Mead was a tough one, but an honest to god criminal?

"Well, to be honest, it was due to some bullshit charges, but jail is jail. And I ended up as part of one of Osea's penal squadrons. Then one thing led to another... and here I am." Mead shrugs.

Mead was part of a penal squadron...?

>That's horrible!
>That's pretty hardcore.
>Other

>>3818976
>That's pretty hardcore.

>>3818976
>That's pretty hardcore.

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>>3818976
>That's horrible!
Curious as to what she allegedly did

>>3818976
>>That's horrible!
I hope they weren't too bad to you.

Who best 444?

>>3818976
>That's pretty hardcore.
>>3818988
Unauthorised flights into controlled airspace,
unauthorised use of military equipment, etc.
Makes me wonder why she stayed with the Oseans after the Lighthouse War if they all got a blanket pardon.

>>3818976
>>That's horrible!

>>3818976
>That's horrible!

>>3818976
>>That's pretty hardcore.
I mean, we all know penal squads are treated like shit. The fact that she's made it this far is amazing.

Not to mention she was in the same squadron as Trigger. Can we ask her about that?

>>3818976
>That's pretty hardcore.
She must be very skilled at scrounging up spare parts.

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>>3818976
"That's pretty hardcore." You whistle. "What did they put you in for? How many people did you kill?"

"None, thankfully." Mead shakes her head. "I was put in jail for 'criminal trespass', whatever the shit that means."

"Aw, that doesn't sound that exciting." You frown.

"Trust me kid, it's not a good place to spend your day, much less a decade or two." Mead sighs loudly.

"Heeeey, wait a minute." You frown, pausing for a second. "You didn't happen to be part of the 444th Squadron, did you?"

"I was their mechanic, if that's what you're asking." Mead sighs.

"And.... that means you actually hung out with THE Three Strikes himself, right?" You gasp.

"Yeah, what of it?" Mead looks at you curiously, as if trying to figure out what you were planning.

>He's basically a freaking hero!
>I wanna shoot him down myself one day!
>Other

>>3819082
>I wanna shoot him down myself one day!

>>3819082
>>He's basically a freaking hero!

Reminder that Milly is the Count to Vicky's Trigger, the Pixy to her Cipher.

>>3819082
>I wanna shoot him down myself one day!
How can we NOT choose this? Lol

OSEAN DOG
FOR BELKA

>>3819082
>>I wanna shoot him down myself one day!

>>3819082
>>I wanna shoot him down myself one day!

>>3819082
>>Other
"Is he really as good as they say he is?"

>>3819082
>He's basically a freaking hero!

>>3819091
>Reminder that Milly is the Count to Vicky's Trigger, the Pixy to her Cipher.

I mean, going by that, I'd imagine we would have poor regard for him. Or at least want to put our guns on him in glorious aerial combat.

>>3819082
>>I wanna shoot him down myself one day!
Though he did stop an eternal drone war, doesn't mean we don't wanna fightn

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>>3819082
"I wanna shoot him down myself, one day!" You grin.

"Of course you'd say something like that." Mead rolls her eyes. "Is that just your typical pilot machismo talking or do you have a legit grievance against him?"

>I just wanna see how I stack up against him.
>You do remember I'm Belkan, right? I'm supposed to not like him on principle.
>Other

>>3819126
>I just wanna see how I stack up against him.

>>3819126
>>I just wanna see how I stack up against him.

>>3819126
>I just wanna see how I stack up against him.
>You do remember I'm Belkan, right? I'm supposed to not like him on principle.
Both for our own and our country's pride.

>>3819126
>You do remember I'm Belkan, right? I'm supposed to not like him on principle.

>>3819126
>>I just wanna see how I stack up against him.

>>3819126
>>You do remember I'm Belkan, right? I'm supposed to not like him on principle.

>>3819126
>>You do remember I'm Belkan, right? I'm supposed to not like him on principle.

>>3819126
>>I just wanna see how I stack up against him.

>>3819126
>I just wanna see how I stack up against him.

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>>3819126
"I just wanna see how I stack up against him." You shrug. "Simple as that."

"Yeah, so simple pilot machismo. I get it." Mead nods. "And from what I hear, it sounds like you're quickly catching up to Trigger, if what I'm hearing about the shit you're pulling off out there is true."

"Do you mean it?" You blink.

"Do I look like the type of person to lie?" Mead laughs. "Though unlike most pilots, Trigger never really bragged about crap he got himself into. It was just all part of the job for him, I guess. Even when he was nothing more than a con in a busted ass plane."

"Sounds like you knew him well." You point out.

"Oh, nothing so grand. We just happened to be lumped in the same unit. I'm not particularly close to him or anything." Mead shrugs. "Don't get me wrong, I really appreciate everything he's done for us, but I don't think either of us really truly consider each other friends."

"...huh." You pause. "And what would that make us?"

"A mechanic who doesn't know when to quit when she's ahead and a brat of a pilot who's probably gonna get herself killed doing some dumb stunt." Mead grins.

"Harsh." You return the grin.

>Leave Mead to her work.
>Ask more about Trigger.
>Ask what to expect from ex-penal pilots.
>Other

>>3819177
>Leave Mead to her work.

>>3819177
>Leave Mead to her work.

>>3819177
>>Ask what to expect from ex-penal pilots.

>>3819177
>>Ask what to expect from ex-penal pilots.

>>3819177
>>Leave Mead to her work.

>>3819177
>Ask what to expect from ex-penal pilots.

>>3819177
>Ask what to expect from ex-penal pilots.

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>>3819177
"So hey, Mead." You continue, shifting to a more serious topic. "You ran with these penal squadrons, so, can you tell me what I can expect from them? Out in the field?"

"Generally? They're all a bunch of cowardly scumbags." Mead shrugs. "The squadron I ran with wasn't all that bad, but they'd pretty much turn tail and run the moment things didn't look good. Got our commanders all proper pissed, but it's pretty much their fault for expecting anything out of cons."

"So, they shouldn't be a problem, then?"

"Who knows? Fear can work in weird ways." Mead gives you a hard stare. "It can make pilots do unexpected and dangerous things so you watch your ass out there."

"And what about the pilots themselves?"

"Can't say." Mead shakes her head. "The 444th may have been cons, but they weren't really all that bad. Most of them were in for pretty light offenses. Political agitators, gamblers, petty thieves, stuff like that. I can't say anything about the other penal squadrons, but I hear they were crewed by some pretty mean motherfuckers. Actual hardcore criminal types."

"Wonderful." You sigh.

"Anyways, I"m sure your bosses will have more to say once we get to Fort Grays." Mead shrugs. "Now get outta here. You should have better things to do than talking to a mechanic with too much free time on her hands."

And with that, you take your leave.

"Oh, and kid. One more thing." Mead calls out.

"Yeah?" You pause.

"Those stunts you pulled. People are gonna talk about those, and word travels. I'd watch my back if I were you."

>Don't worry, I got it covered.
>Just means my targets will start coming to me now!
>Other

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>>3819218
>Just means my targets will start coming to me now!

>>3819218
>Other
Wink

>>3819218
>Just means my targets will start coming to me now!

>>3819218
>>Don't worry, I got it covered

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>>3819218
"Just means my targets will start coming to me now!" You laugh as you give Mead a little goodbye wave as you head out of the hangar...

"Haha! Sounding pretty confident there, Milly!"

You turn to see yourself facing Angela. Up this close, you suddenly realize just how tall she is compared to you. A bit understandable, she was probably a bit older than you, after all.

"What are you doing here?" You ask.

"Checking up on my plane, of course!" Angela nods to her Typhoon that Mead is working. "I should be asking what you're doing snooping around our planes, you know!"

>Just talking to Mead, that's all.
>Totally doing dastardly Belkan things.
>Other

>>3819228
>Totally doing dastardly Belkan things.

>>3819228
>>Just talking to Mead, that's all.

>>3819228
>>Totally doing dastardly Belkan things.

>>3819228
>Totally doing dastardly Belkan things.

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>>3819228
"Totally doing dastardly Belkan things." You say sarcastically.

"Well, we can't be having that, can we?" Angela chortles as she wraps and arm around you, practically carrying you off. Holy crap, she's way stronger than she looks!

"We heard from a little Seagull that you went way above and beyond duty! And the rest of us want to hear it aaaaaaaalll from you!" Angela says cheerfully. "It's bound to be a really exciting story, right?"

"You're buying the drinks then." You grunt. "And LET ME DOWN."

"We'll meet in the middle. I'll get the drinks, but I like carrying you around like this!" Angela chuckles.

"You biiiiiiitch!" You groan. Goddamn Ustians...

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week, so don't miss it!

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>>3819239
Thanks for running Merc!
Reminder that Ustio isn't a real country.

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>>3819239
See you next week, boss!

>>3819240
Southern Belkans are so odd.

>3819240
Haha more like Bustio amiright

>>3819239
This one will be a good rival/friend

>>3819499
>>3819319
>>3819316
I think we're in need of a height chart for these girls.

What we can sorta agree on is that Sam is super short, followed up with Vicky, and then Milly.

>>3819633
Who’s got the largest bust size though?

>>3821520
I mean Asians tend to be flat so Misono is prbly out of the running. Vicky strikes me as loli bait so not her. I'd imagine Milly since she's literally the only one you would expect to have normal boobs.
Outside the team?
Sophia, likely.

>>3821520
Looking like Angela at present

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>>3821520
>>3822608
>>3824405
Unless someone's hiding it underneath their outfits, I would assume Sophia as a first guess.

>>3824931
>inb4 Alanna is bigger than Milly just to stoke the flames of their rivalry even further

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Will we give Milly a mask and secret codename identity when she leads Neo One Belka to Freedom?

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>>3819239
"You know, Stripes, you really didn't have to come out all this way with us." You sigh as you glance at the blue F-15 off to your side.

"Hey! Don't worry about it! I'm just a friend tagging along, right?"

"You're just bored because there's nothing left to do at Comona, right?" You roll your eyes.

"...maybe." Lara replies sheepishly.

Currently, you were flying ahead of the Anderson on the last leg of the trip to Fort Grays, your new home for the immediate future to carry out IUN police actions. With the destruction of the supersub prowling the waters, the constant drone raids on the rocket launch facility immediately stopped.

However, one concerning thing the Comona navy found was that upon inspecting the supersub, they found that it was completely automated. Not a single living soul was found aboard, alive or otherwise. This led to the IUN bigwigs thinking that it was possibly an automated Erusean sub that went rogue after losing contact with its HQ. Or, there was the possibility there was still an automated factory cranking these things out. Neither scenario was particularly encouraging.

Regardless, the Andersen still had to press on. You and Raven Squadron were currently flying ahead of the fleet as a recon element along with Orpheus Squadron. Lara had decided to tag along of her own accord, and with her reputation, nobody was about to tell her no. Not even Bandit!

>Must be getting pretty lonely for you, huh?
>Don't tell me you got a "feeling" about this patrol...
>Other