So, sorry for the late start, got tied up handling some things. Work on planes and mercs continues, if slowly. My friends introduced me to path of exile and... well. I was obsessed with D2 as a teenager, so this is like a relapse. Anyway, archives here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Strike%20witches%201989and there's a cliff notes/short synopsis here: http://pastebin.com/zFxWNup1if the full archives are too meaty to tackle right away. if you wanna jump in and don't want to do either, well, just ask! If one of the guys doesn't help out, I'll try to, haha. ++You've been put up in the visitor's building at RAF Uxbridge, which, you have to admit, is pretty damn nice, compared to some of the VOQ buildings you've been in stateside. A war-era brick building, most of the quarters were renovated sometime in the early part of the decade, you think. They're comfortable, if not exactly huge. Ice, on the other hand, is staying in the base's witch house- jokingly nicknamed 'baba yaga's hut' for some matron or other that had run the place in the past. You can see it from out your window, not too far from the building you're in. You'd had to check yourself when they'd told you you'd be billeted separately, as used to being in the same building as the rest of the witches as you are. You think Ice was a bit surprised as well, though she didn't show it either. She barely even reacted when the duty Sargent gave her a knowing smile when she asked for your room number. You can only imagine the face she got when she hit the duty desk in her civilian clothes- complete with pants. You were kinda shocked too, honestly you weren't even aware she owned civvies at all. 1/2
“So where do we want to go?” She asks, leafing through a booklet that's been put together about the city and it's attractions for allied troops on R&R. “There's the imperial war museum, and they've got that cruiser here too, the Belfast.” “There's also the national gallery, Kensington gardens, and Trafalgar square.” You say, looking for your wallet and watch.”“And the battle of Britain bunker here at Uxbridge.” She says. “Well, what are you thinking?”  Imperial war Museum, I hear they've got a hell of a collection of warbrids.  National Gallery, let's get away from military stuff for a while.  Let's just go relax in a park.  How about you decide?
>>31064834Hyde Park is awesome go there.
>>31064834>[x] How about you decide?This is about ICE relaxing. Let her choose.
 National Gallery, let's get away from military stuff for a while.We are supposed to relax, so no old war toys for us.>you weren't even aware she owned civvies at all.This woman is working way to much.
>>31064834>[X] Let's just go relax in a park.We want to get away from anything war-related, going to a gallery feels more like a tourist chore than anything and we can't ask Ice what she wants because she's not supposed to be making any decisions. That leaves casually hanging out somewhere as the best option.
>>31064834>[X] How about you decide?Else,>[X] Let's just go relax in a park.
You guys just watch. When we get back, Konstantina's been getting an education in how sex works. Damn exhibitionist Sharktwins...
>>31064834 National Gallery, let's get away from military stuff for a while.
>>31064914I want that on tape!
>>31064914Ja, I see.
> Let's just go relax in a park. Relax actively.
>>31064914>Damn exhibitionist Sharktwins......you know, that reminds me. Did we ever ask Joe how they work the...you know...stump into their "activities"?
>>31064914Imagine when she learns Joe is a blood relation to us.
>>31064834> National Gallery, let's get away from military stuff for a while. > Let's just go relax in a park.I think Ice is tired of steel wings
>>31064834>[x] Let's just go relax in a park.
>>31064970I'm pretty sure that's "None of our damn business."
>>31064834>[x] How about you decide?Can't decide, all of that sounds interesting and since we decide where we went for the leave, she can decide the place. Best night of the week when your laptop fan decides it's time to die!Also, anyone else see that kickstarter for the P-61 restoration?
>>31064984 I cant't wait. This will be glorious.
>>31064834> How about you decide?Failing that, the Imperial War Museum always has cool stuff...but we should probably stay away from war for a bit
>>31064798[x] Why not Bovington? I'm sure there's something to tickle your fancy.
>>31064834  National Gallery, let's get away from military stuff for a while. Let's just go relax in a park.First we look at are then we grab some food and a couple pints and have a picnic
>>31065075>"none of your damn business">they're very open about their relationship and their activities in said relationshipYou can't openly flaunt how you're having incestuous threesomes and then clam up when people get curious.
>>31064834> How about you decide?other part of me wants to not give her the choice. she has to make to many decisions normally. get her away from it
>>31065171It's like most of a day's drive pre-freeway reconstruction.Let's keep it to london for now.
>>31064834  National Gallery, let's get away from military stuff for a while. Let's just go relax in a park.Art. Then lunch. Seriously guys Frank is forcing the woman to relax, if he's her have her way she'll end up at the Admiralty.
>>31064834> Let's just go relax in a park.People who want her to decide, it's a bad idea, shes so focused on work she'll end up doing something work related.Also We have to take charge of the situation.
>>31065303>>31064834> National Gallery, let's get away from military stuff for a while.> Let's just go relax in a park.Yeah, I'll second that. Really, one way or another she's going take some time off from all this war crap. Even she's kicking screaming the whole way there.
>>31064834[X] National Gallery, let's get away from military stuff for a while.[X] Let's just go relax in a park. This is a woman whose XO didn't know she owned civilian clothes, She gets no say in the matter of relaxing because she clearly has no understanding of the word
>>31065428What? Dude, we're not the XO.
>>31065428I'm sure Slider knew she owned civvie clothes
>>31064834> National Gallery, let's get away from military stuff for a while.
>>31065512squids are fucked
Wait a second. If Ice is the last of the Russian royalty, isn't she related to the Queen of England?
>>31064834[x] ParkThough honestly i would vote for anything that's not letting her choose. She asked YOU what you were thinking.
>>31065587Yes I think the Queen would be like 3rd or 4th cousins with Ice, maybe.
>>31065587Through Queen Victoria I think? The relation wouldn't be very close
Related? I guess.
>>31065512were do you find shit like this?
>>31065758Where do you think we are?!
>>31065758You do realize where we are...
>>31065854>>31065877calm down you two
>>31065587Anon from here >>31065657Edward VII's wife Alexandra was the aunt of Nicholas II on his mothers side, this makes him first cousins with George V. Working from there you have George VI and Anastasia being second cousins, then you have Elizabeth II and William (Ice's dad) as third cousins. This would make Ice second cousins once removed with the Queen, I think. I spent too much time on that.
>>31065921Yea, I started trying to do that, but I found my font of fucks quickly had run dry
>>31065921I thought "once removed" was a generational thing...wouldn't that make her third cousins once removed?
Ghost is dead, long live Ghost
Bring out your lewd!
>>31066133Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Ghost 4chan wgah'nagl fhtagn
 National Gallery, let's get away from military stuff for a while. (Then relax in the park will come up later, but for now we're in the gallery)“We need to get away from military stuff for a while, Ice.” You finally say, grabbing a camera and a couple rolls of film and stuffing them into your pockets. If you're going to play tourist, well, damnit, you're going to do that shit correctly. “Let's go look at art, grab some food and a couple pints, then go relax in a park.”She hesitates- she wants to argue for a second. You poke your head out of the door and look at her. “And no, damnit, we're not going to the war museum. That's perilously close to the admiralty and I’d have to watch you like a fucking hawk to make sure you didn't go running off to them, and I'd like to relax a little too, maybe.”She almost laughs- you can see her smother it. “Fine,” She says. “That sounds fine. Though I would like to go visit the london witch's academy, I hear it's one of the oldest in Europe.” You shrug. “I wouldn't know.” You say. “But if we get the chance, sure. As long as you swear it's not for work.” She shakes her head. “No, not at all. I promise.” You nod. “Good enough, let's go.”You end up taking a taxi- some enterprising sonofabitch realized, early on, that this was going to be a major R&R destination for NATO troops, and that none of them were likely to be able to navigate the subway system or any of the other available public transport. The taxi service running out of Uxbridge is under contract to the RAF- both the duty Sargent and the cabbie explain the system. You're given a travel sheet, and you turn it in at the end of leave for your nation and branch of service to pay back to the RAF later. You note, somewhat drily, that this only applies to you- Ice has no such paperwork. Apparently, witches travel free. 1/2 (maybe 3? not sure)
>>31066133time to lewd gho->>31066247mother fucker!
You mention it to her, and she actually does laugh this time. “Long tradition,” She says. “We're not in the states anymore, Frank. There's traditions here that date back to the Roman empire. This is just one of them- witches in service of the crown always travel free.”“You're not really in service of the crown.” You point out. “Even if you ar-”“I'm close enough.” She says, cutting you off. “And the tradition kind of expanded during the war, anyway, to any military witch.” She shrugs. “There's supposedly a few pubs in the city that witches eat free at, too, same kind of thing.”“Damn, wish I got that. I can't even get free drinks at the O club at North Island or Miramar.” You mutter. She laughs again. “Don't you usually get free meals at Santa's?” You shrug. “Kinda-sorta, but not really. It's all technically on a tab, but he usually tells me it's on the house anyway.” “Yeah, well. After Berlin I'm willing to bet there's a few places you'll be able to eat free.” She says, shaking her head. “Maybe not here, but there.”You snort. “Shoulda gone to Berlin for R&R then.” The drive doesn't take as long as you were afraid it was going to, and the cabbie- a guy named Nelson- shows you how to fill out the sheet, signing his name and having you sign off on a similar sheet on a clip board in his car. “Bloody bother, innit?” He says, getting back into his cab. “Ah well. Enjoy yourselves.” He says. 2/3
“You know, this place was empty during the war.” Ice says, as you enter the building- it's a little more cramped than you were expecting, but it's still impressive. “They evacuated every single painting, some of them went out to holds, others to colleges. Can you imagine how creepy this place would have been at night, during the blackout, completely empty?” Looking around, you kind of can, and you wish you didn't try. “We're supposed to be relaxing, not creeping ourselves out.” You say, looking down the halls. “Where do you want to start?” She shrugs. “I'd kind of like to see the older art first, and that's out in the Sainsbury wing, I think.” She says. “But I really don't care, if there's something you want to see, let's do that.” No, that sounds fine.  I'm more interested in the Renaissance stuff, let's check that out.
>>31066289>innitahll cheeky ur breeky swer on me mum
>>31066320>[X] No, that sounds fine.
>>31066320> No, that sounds fine.If we catch her trying to dig up trails, we gotta stop her.
>>31066320> No, that sounds fine.
>>31066320>[X] No, that sounds fine.This, but we should also go see the paintings of the old sailing ships. Those are cool
>>31066320>[x] No, that sounds fine.Why not
 No, that sounds fine.Let's pretend she got a say in this.
>>31066320[X] I'm more interested in the Renaissance stuff, let's check that out.Maybe they have the works of Frans Hals.
>>31066320[X] No, that sounds fine.
> No, that sounds fineIce's grand day out.
>>31067046>fumikane confirming ShirleyxTrudeWell fuck me.
>>31066320> No, that sounds fine.We'll work our way around.
>>31067193The doujins have done it, yes. But Fumikane hadn't.
Merlin is for lewds?
>>31067709Merlin is not for lewds!
>>31067709No son...Ghost is for lewds
[x] No, that sounds fine. “Nah,” You shake your head. “That sounds fine, let's go.” The Sainsbury wing is a more recent addition, built specifically to house medieval and early renaissance art. You trail slightly behind Ice, noting that she's stopping to admire the art like a good tourist, just like you. Of course, you're not sure if this was such a good idea- you're no art buff, you've always had a tough time appreciating art you're told is amazing. As far as you're concerned, the oil on canvas you have at home of a Tomcat over the water is the most amazing painting ever, and you dearly wish that more people agreed with that. You can't help but notice, though, that, while the vast majority of the art seems to be religious in nature- you guess that makes sense, given the period they're from, that there's plenty of differences. For example, saints seem to typically have simple, golden halos- witches are always more complex, with the arcane symbols you're so used to seeing on shields appearing on halo-like surroundings over their head. “Is that usual?” You ask, indicating one picture to Ice. She looks at it and nods. “Yeah, that became a big thing in medieval art, and it carried on through the Renaissance.” She says. “ People were going to paint witches, but back then, it was hard to tell them apart from normal people, aside from their familiars.” “So they got halos?” You ask. “Kind of.” She says. “They got these for a while-” She points at the blue halo surrounding a witch's head in the painting “Till the church took exception to it. After that, it kind of changed, with the Familiar taking more of a front seat.” You quirk an eyebrow. “You know a lot about this.” “Just where it concerns witches.” She says. “Most of these would have been the outliers anyway, Witches who led from the front, all that.”“Like Joan of arc?” You ask. 1/2
She shakes her head. “No, actually she wasn't a witch. That's why they were able to get rid of her like they did. These women,” She indicates the painting again “Were witches that didn't buy into the whole scout or archer or healer thing.” “I take it there weren't too many of them?” You ask. She shakes her head again, leading you on through the gallery. “Not really, no. Back then, common practice was for witches to specialize in the bow, because projectile augmentation is an old, old trick. One of our oldest, actually. Between that and shields, a corps of witch archers was extremely deadly.”“But in close, it's easy to lose track of everything going on and catch a spear through the chest.” She says, simply. “Shields are good, but they can't be everywhere at once.” “Makes sense.” You say, nodding. “Actually, let's go see the collections they have from the seventeen hundreds.” She says suddenly, stopping in front of you. “There should be some good pieces in there too, if you're interested.” This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss.  Sure, let's go.
sorry about the lag time there guys, something popped up. we're good now though.
>>31068017> This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss.
>>31068017>[X] This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss.
>>31068017> Sure, let's go.Overly paranoid much guys?
>>31068017> Sure, let's go.She might legitimately just be interested in this stuff. I'm just going to trust her on this stuff.
>>31068017> This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss. > Let's go.I feel this is good time to tease her but still go and check it out. It might very well be interesting.So yes both.
>>31068017>[x] This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, bossice you are here to relax dammit
>>31068017>[x] Sure, let's go.
>>31068017> Sure, let's go.1700s stuff shouldn't be too relevant today.
>>31068017>Remember, no work stuff Ice (or Tabitha)?Also>history of witch depictions in ancient artworkI don't know why, but this is really interesting to me
>>31068017> Sure, let's go.More world-building? Sure!
>>31068101>I don't know why, but this is really interesting to meSame with me.
>>31068017> Sure, let's go.
Rolled 9>>31068017> This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss. but> Sure, let's go.
 Sure, let's go.Sounds like witch history right now, let's learn some stuff from Ice-sensei.
>>31068017This >>31068101Though I honestly don't seen how it could relate with work. >I don't know why, but this is really interesting to meI agree, it's the details that make world building oh so fun.
>>31068017>[X] This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss.Better not take any chances.
>>31068017[X] This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss.I want to see the renaissance stuff.
Rolled 3>>31068017> This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss. > Sure, let's go.
>>31068017>[x] Sure, let's go.Maybe they have something from Imperial Russia. We can take a look at some of Ice's relatives.
We should learn more about witches, magic, and especially gnomes.Or at least, I'd like to know how much Frank actually knows about this shit.
>>31068017[X] This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss.
 This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss. Sure, let's go.
 This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss. Sure, let's go.I love this kind of setting stuff.
>>31068017 Sure, let's go.
>>31068484What he said.Also, odds on the Sharktwins trying to coax Konstantina into joining in "to get valuable experience for when she does it with Frank"?
>>31068017> This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss.All work and no play makes something something, cut it out.
>>31068691I'd say pretty low, if only because she would be unable to be convinced that her darling would ever deign to do something so lewd. If anything she'd probably ask Fronk's sister what his favorite forms of hand holding are
>>31065079Late response, but I already sent those guys 25 bucks. I want that mug.I'd jizz myself if I had six and a half grand laying around to give for the fly-along once it's restored
>>31068290This is something we need to avoid
>>31068824Now now, let's not be lewd here.
 This sounds suspiciously like you're trying to relate it to work, boss.
[x] Sure, let's go. “Sure,” you say, nodding. “Let's go.” The layout of the gallery is kind of difficult for you to track- some rooms are dedicated to a specific artist or artistic movement, some are dedicated to a specific country. You'd have probably arranged them by subject matter, but then again, no one asked your opinion on how classical art should be displayed. “Here we go.” Ice says, stopping in front of a painting of two sailing ships locked in combat- smoke and rippling muzzle blast from broadsides in between them hiding ghostly blue projectiles. “See? The age of sail is when witches first really started to get properly integrated with everyone else. Gunpowder was a great equalizer.” “Witch cannon crews?” You ask, leaning in closer, as if that will allow you to see into the ships on the canvas, to see the gun crews at their weapons. “Not quite, no. If they were lucky, a ship could count on one, maybe two witches. The Swedish started the tradition, actually, with the Vasa.” She pauses. “Well, would have, if the Vasa hadn't sunk right away.” “I think I remember that one.” You say. “Built while they were the major empire in northern europe, right? Top heavy and with too little ballast, foundered and went down.” She nods. “It was designed with some of the first naval cannon to incorporate witch focuses, though. Her gun crews actually had witches- Gustavus Adolphus had a lot of support from their matrons. And her guns were all pretty new, and really uniform, so that helped too.” 1/2
“Right, but what about this?” You ask, indicating the picture. “This is high age of sail, not the formative years.”“Mhmm.” She says, nodding. “This would have been when the very first of the Royal navy witches were being commissioned as officers. Witches in the navy were almost always used on the gun crews- being able to punch a cannonball clean through a man-o-war is a pretty impressive advantage, especially if you can do it from well beyond the usual combat range.” “But the tradition didn't survive.” You point out. “By the war, there weren't any witch gun crews. “By the war, there really didn't need to be. There were better uses for us once strikers became a thing.” Ice says. “Yeah, being able to augment a sixteen inch shell from a battleship's main gun is great, but being able to survive totally hostile airspace and direct fire is a lot better.” She shrugs. “You have to be able to see what you're shooting at to hit it, magic or not.” You nod. “Makes sense.”You two spend the next few hours touring the building, appreciating the art in as much as you can. Finally, You hear Ice's stomach make a long, gurgling squeal. You can practically feel her blush. “I, uh. I guess I'm hungry.” She says, sheepishly.  Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park.  So I hear. Where do you want to go?
>>31069266> So I hear. Where do you want to go?
>>31069266> Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park.Noms.
>>31069266> Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park.
>>31069266[X] Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park.
>>31069266We're in England, you guys!>Want to go grab some Fish & Chips?
>>31069266[X] Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park.I wonder what crazy bastard first decide to strap airplanes to someone's legs.
>>31069266> Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park. AND WE GOT OUR TALL SHIPSThank you Ghost!
>>31069368I bet there was an inappropriate level of cackling no matter what.
>>31069413Wasn't it Meeafoogee's dad?
>>31069439Pretty sure he just developed a thing I don't know the name of that let them eliminate the backpack things that were required before.
>>31069266>[X] So I hear. Where do you want to go?
>>31069365>Not getting meat pies, mushy peas, and gravy.>Not getting multiple pintsU WOT M8on that note>Hit up a pie shop and or pub for pies and beer
>>31069266 So I hear. Where do you want to go?
>>31069552>piesyou gotta be good and drunk to truly appreciate those
>>31069654That can be arranged.
>>31069266> Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park.Let's take the lead guys.The thing that weighs down Ice is that she does the orders, we're in charge right now
>>31069266>[x] Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park.I was thinking that cafe food was going to suck but we're in England, can't avoid that.
>>31069802Yeah hitting up a cafe after breakfast in England is kinda wot are u doing m8
>>31069266>> Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park.
>>31069266 [x] Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park.Fish n Chips time. Shepherds pie later
I'm starting to think that Ghost secretly likes it when we lewd him and delays his posts accordingly
>>31070596No, frantically looking for merc. then pouring over backlogs. I'm writing though, I swear it
>>31070620read "furiously masturbating to our lewds"
>>31070620oh, "research". We gotcha buddy
>>31070645>>31070674MERLINFAP MERLINFAP IT'S AWWW RIIIIIIGHT
[x] Yeah, I can tell. Let's hit up the cafe, then we can leave for the park. You grin. “Yeah, I can tell.” You say with a chuckle. “Let's go hit up the cafe and then we can go spend the rest of the day at the park.” The two of you start heading towards the back of the building, and the cafe located there, when you recognize a familiar face across the way. “Rex!” You practically yell, walking over to your brother, who regards you cooly before returning you handshake. “Frank.” He says, nodding to you.”“Jesus man, how are you?” You ask. “We haven't heard from you since this whole thing popped off.”“Been worse.” He says, simply. “Yeah, no shit. Hey, we were about to go grab a bite, you want to come along?” You ask, forgetting about your CO for the moment. He shrugs. “Sure, I guess.” He says, turning to a smaller girl next to him. “That ok with you?” He asks. “S-Sure.” She says, instantly reminding you of Merlin. “Where you planning to go?” Rex asks. “The cafe. Why, you know someplace better?” You respond. He nods. “Yeah.” “So how have you been?” You ask. “And don't say been better, you already used that one.” He shrugs again. “Not bad. New outfit. Mixed.”1/2
You snort. “Yeah, I know how that is. Hang on, lemme stop being rude. Rex, this is my commanding officer, Commander Tabitha Kazanski. Commander, this is my brother, Sargent Rex Bishop, USAF.” “Ma'am.” He says, instinctively stiffening to attention. She nods towards him. “Pleased to meet you, Sargent. And don't worry about it, we're not on duty.”He nods. “Guess I'll stop being rude too. Frank, this is First Lieutenant Dorothy Zelko. Dorothy, this is my little brother, Lieutenant Frank Bishop.” “N-nice to meet you.” She says, stepping halfway behind Rex. “Little brother, hell.” You say, laughing. “I'm all of five seconds younger than you.” He shrugs. “You learn a lot in five seconds.”“I'm sure.” You respond, drily. “So where are we going?” “St. James tavern. It's a couple blocks up.” He says. “How long you been here?” You ask, surprised he'd know about a place like that. Maybe he found out from someone he knew?“Did some time at Uxbridge, training with the SAS. One of them clued me into it.” He says. “Prewar.”You nod. “Oh, ok. You talk to the folks or Jake recently?” He shakes his head. “Wrote home about a month back.” You wince. “What about since you've been here?” “Busy.” He responds, bluntly. “More like don't wanna hear it from dad.” You return. He shrugs.  Let it go. Press the issue.
>>31070889> Press the issue.It's family.
>>31070889> Press the issue.
>>31070889> Press the issue.At least talk to mom more often.
>>31070889> Let it go.Just... Make sure you have things squared away.
>>31070889> Let it go.Bah, family issues.
>>31070889> Let it go.Scenes with Rex!
>>31070889[X] Let it go.No need to bother both our date with family issues.
>>31070889>Let's hound our brother--whom we've not seen since ages--with parental issues as soon as we see him, when we both have female company! Let it go.You morons.
Wait are Frank and Rex the oldest children? Or is Jake older?
>>31070889>[X] Press the issue.
>>31070889>[x] Let it go.Not the time nor the place Anons.
>>31070889 Let it go.At least write back more often
>>31070889>[x] Let it go.
>>31070889>[X] Let it go.We can bust his balls later.
>>31070889> Let it go.
>>31070889> Let it go.Heh.Ghost.
>>31070889> Let it go.Best not to push it. Shouldn't be our twin's enemy.
>>31070889>[x] Let It GoJeez, he's got one of the most dangerous jobs in the Air Force, lets let him relax.
>>31070889[X] Let it go.
>>31070889>[x] Press the issue.
>>31070993Frank and Rex are oldest.
>>31070889> Let it go.We don't want to get into a fight about it in front of our commanding officer.
>>31070889Let it be for now. time for food
>>31070889> Let it go.Bother him later, not with female company
>>31070889 Let it go.
Now that song is stuck in my head.
>>31071245Don't hold it back anymore
>>31071266Fucking hell, this is amazing. Why did nobody show me this before.
>>31071245>>31071252>>31071266You guys are lucky. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=didzxUkrtS0#t=118
>>31071266What tune does this go to?
>>31071587 Let it Go I think.
>>31071623>>31071650Figures, never saw the movie.
[x] Let it go.You decide to let it go with a sad sigh. Your father and brother haven't always seen eye to eye, and it only got worse when Rex decided to turn down a spot at Annapolis to enlist in the air force. Your dad's mostly over it, of course, but Rex still isn't, apparently. Well, no, you think, that's probably giving dad too much credit. To you and Jake, he's over it. In private with Rex, well... maybe not. “So where have you been?” You ask Rex. “All over.” He says, simply. “Like?” you prompt. “Germany, France.” He responds. “Berlin.” You snort. “You were there too, huh?” You ask. “What time?” “After you.” He says. “Closing actions. Mostly search and rescue. Not much combat.”“How'd you know it was me? I'm not the only wyvern driver in the navy you know.” You say. He looks over at you. “It was all over the net. French armor went in, charge of the light brigade. They'd have died to a man, but we owned the sky. The eagle himself was up there.” He shrugs again. “Didn't see it in person. Kinda wish I had.”You shrug. “I'm still not sure what I did. Hell, I ended up in a coma for two weeks on the mercy.” Rex gives a slight shrug. “You won.”“Yeah, but it's never been like that before.” You say. “Before?” He asks, looking at you. “Tanana, well...” You shrug. “That one made sense, at least. I got hit. Japan wasn't bad at all, Iceland wasn't even a fight. Berlin...”Rex shrugs again, opening the pub door and stepping aside to let Dorothy in. You let Ice follow, holding the door as your brother steps in. “Berlin was different.” He supplies with a shrug. “But you proved grandma wrong.” 1/2
>>31070889>[x] let it go>>31071483EoE plzgo. I don't want any tang today.
You snort. “You could say that.” “Japan, huh?” He asks- his way of digging for more information. “Yeah. Pretty quiet up till the Chinese got involved.” You respond. “At least, it was for us.”He nods, taking a seat along the wall, facing the door. Dorothy sits down beside him. “So you're in a mixed outfit? How's that?” You ask. “I didn't even know there were pararescue witches.” “One.” He says. “The cap's pretty solid. Our rescue witch is ok, for a kid. Thing for swords though.”You quirk an eyebrow. “Swords?” You ask. He shrugs. “Cap got her one.” He says. “Two other witches, in strikers. One doesn't talk much. The other I don't know what to think about. How's Jess?”“She's fine.” You respond. “She's been really close to the Imperial Japanese Princess though.” Rex cracks a thin smile. “Movin up in the world.”You shrug. “Maybe. She's here, by the way.” Rex instinctively looks around, causing you to laugh. “Here in England. Not here in the pub.” You continue. “Castle Barin, off the coast.” He nods, looking relieved. “She's ok?” “Yeah, she's fine.” You say. “Last I heard she was lurking in the communal bath far too often.”He snorts. “Sounds like Jessica. You know what you're getting?” You shake your head. “Not a clue.”“Lemme order.” He says. “We've eaten here before. Careful with the stout. They ain't playin round with it.” The meal is good- even if your company is quiet. Dorothy- callsign Ghost- is quiet, and reminds you a lot of Merlin, though you're pretty sure she's slightly older. You hope she is, given how she and your brother are acting- they're an item, for sure. You wonder how that happened.
And I gotta call it for the night here guys. feels like a damn shame with 110-ish posts till autosage, but something came up. Since this is twice tonight, I'm going to call it and take it easy, hopefully not have to go into urgent care tomorrow, haha. anyway, sorry about the shortened run, hope you guys enjoyed it anyway. we'll pick up next week at around the same place. till then guys, cheers!
>>31072037Thanks for running, Ghost. Hope you feel better.
>>31072037All good man. Take care and easy!
>>31072037Thanks for running ghost.
>>31072037Jesus christ Ghost, this is like the 4th thread in a row.
>>31072037>hopefully not have to go into urgent care tomorrow, haha.Dude...you realize you can take a sick day from running or whatever, right? Don't die on usAlthough even in death you'd probably write with more regularity than fap angel
>>31072111Yeah, I know. and it's becoming an issue during the week, too. probably ought to schedule an appointment with the doc, but what are they gonna tell me I don't already know?I just gotta take it easy a couple days and I'll be fine. that's all.
>>31072037Huh, not sure why I didn't post this yet.
>>31064914>You guys just watch. When we get back, Konstantina's been getting an education in how sex works. Damn exhibitionist Sharktwins...>>31064946>Ja, I see.HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.
>>31072209Highly appropriate. Ghost getting lewded in his own quest. Scandalous.
Rolled 45>>31072254Feelz where
>>31072301>implying he secretly doesn't like it
>>31072328>implying that's not the point
>>31072498don't you see though...he's giving you feels by not giving you feelz. It's beautiful in its simplicity
>>31072580I... I don't think I like this feel
>>31072605Not all art is supposed to make you feel good.
>>31071968>>31071994>all these shrugsI now have this vision of Ice and Ghost staring at the two Bishops since it looks like they suddenly developed Parkinson's Disease.
>>31072746It's a tried and true method of communication in the Bishop family
>>31072746How old is Ghost anyway?She's younger then Red right?
>>31072498Per Hornet, probably in about a week.
>>31072779Secret Bishop's shrug code? Complex pattern of shrugs to communicate information between men of the Bishop clan?
>>31072254"So... you're the crazy stalking our wingman?" Alyssa asks. She grins at said crazy along with her sister."I-I-I AM NOT S-STALKING HIM!" Stalinka shouts at the blondes, indignant and incredibly embarrassed."Stalker?" Clarissa asks."Stalker." Alyssa answers."THE IMPUDENCE!" Stalinka roars, her familiar coming out for all to see. Most of the other witches in the room beat feet. They've heard these outbursts before. "IMPLYING THAT I WOULD NEED TO FORCIBLY TAKE POSSESSION OF WHAT IS DESTINED!""Well, if you knew what you were doing it wouldn't be by force~""These things require finesse.""Or persistence~""Both helps.""Definitely helps," Alyssa gives the young man sandwiched between her and her sister a peck on the cheek. "Ask Joe here."Joe remains silent, clearly enjoying his current position. Stalinka decides that she hates this Joe. A man should not act so comfortable when confined as he is, she thinks.Stalinka's rage is temporarily forgotten as she ponders this Joe and the twins at his flanks. She looks confused, blinking at the trio as she tries to analyze what has been said."Assuming," Stalinka begins carefully, "I had this knowledge you claim I lack-" she clears her throat. "Assuming I lacked this knowledge to begin with, h-how would I best go about employing it.""She's asking for help?" Clarissa gasps."I think she is," Alyssa nods, unhooking herself from Joe."I DO NOT NEED YOUR HELP!" Stalinka thunders, before she seemingly shrinks where she stands. "I merely... have questions.""You wanna sleep with him?" Clarissa snorts. "Get in line sister."Stalinka seems to freeze in place, mumbling something under her breath. Smiling, she falls face forward towards the floor. Occasionally, she giggles to herself.The sharktwins stare at the Russian, then at eachother, their smiles baring teeth."I think we can help you," Alyssa offers.
>>31072865It's ancillary to the dude-stare/dude-nod that all men intrinsically know. Rex and Frank could probably have a conversation with nothing but head nods, shrugs and stares
>>31072891oh this will be good
Rolled 94>>31072891FILTHHHHHYYYYYYWHAT ARE YOU DOIIIIINNNG
>>31072865Shrug, shrug, shrugsrug?>That commander is hot. You hit that yet?Shrug! Shrug, shrug?>No! You think they'll crack our secret Bishop brother shrug code?Shrug.>Impossible.
>>31072791We've never actually pinned down an exact age for Ghost. All that's confirmed as of this moment is that she LOOKS young.
>>31072997Well I hope Rex isn't rocking the cradle.
>>31072997Which means almost nothing with witches she could be 25 maybe more depends on her 'tricks' that keep all witches looking young.
>>31072891Is this canon? Will there be more?
>>31072891Konstantina has no idea they meant sex. She just thinks they meant sleeping. I find this amusing.
>>31073102She just wants to snuggle with Frank. This is adorable
>>31072891"Your problem," Alyssa begins, sipping on some tea for dramatic effect, "is that you are at a... um... TACTICAL disadvantage.""Yeah," Clarissa agrees. "Your objective-""TO HOLD HANDS WITH HIM!" Stalinka shouts."-hold... hands with him..." Clarissa continues, stifling her laughter. "Your objective... is, ah, already...possible occupied. By... hostile forces, you could say.""Very hostile," Alyssa nods rapidly. "Have you met our commanding officer? Her XO?""The Kazanski and the Snake?" Stalinka scoffs. "They are of no consequence. I find them... wanting.""Oh, they're wanting alright," Clarissa laughs, before she realizes what Stalinka means. "Ah, um... yeah, they're totally wanting, alright...""Well, they DO want Bishop, so that's... accurate I think?" Alyssa continues. "Look, see, you're looking at this from a combat perspective.""Love is war," Stalinka says stoically, clenching a fist so hard her knuckles can be heard popping in the quiet of the room.The sharktwins scoot their chairs back; Stalinka does not seem to notice.
Anyone else feel bad for basically stringing along a girl who has been essentially isolated for most of her life? I mean hell isn't Stalinka's backstory that she was the result a series of experiments where everyone else died?It's going to be all kinds of fucked once she finds out she 'lost.'
>>31073300Stalinka is crazy little sister, as opposed to Jess who is ADHD little sister, and Merlin who is best little sister.
>>31073300>once she finds out she 'lost.'but she hasn't lost yet anon
>>31073300Way to bring a downer to an otherwise hilarious story.
>>31073288> No mention of Katya
>>31073435yeah>>31073288OI FEELTHY YOU CUNTWHERES KATYA
>>31073435>>31073616she got FRIEND ZONED!
>>31073616>>31073435Because the crazy stalker knows Katya. Stalker was informed but did not meet her other opponents for Bishop's love until now.
>>31073300Wow dude, way to make me feel guilty as fuck.
>>31073435>>31073616>KatyafagsYour precious waifu hates you now and the feeling is mutual.. Deal with it.
>>31073656>>31073687Jesus, and people say that Katyafags are obnoxious.
>>31073687>>31073656>Friendzoning one of Sofiya's girls.Nigga you just went full cyka
>>31073656no she didn't>>31073687we're going on a date in london you retard, so no, not dealing with itI don't care about the other 'waifus' as you deign to call them, I can be and are civil in discussing them, but every time someone thats not your 'waifu' gets discussed, you become petty insufferable cunts
What's a waifu again?
>>31073737Isn't it one of those body pillow things?
>>31073737Say it out loud, notice that it bears resemblance to a certain other word?
>>31073737A waifu is someone with whom you agree to merge assets under joint control.
>>31073687way to make all of us who don't prefer Katya look like sperglords man
BRACE YOURSELVESTHE WAIFOON APPROACHESCATEGORY OFF THE CHARTS
>>31073737It's those little bastards in the slums who are always asking for change.
>>31073726>we're going on a date in london you retard, so no, not dealing with itWe're in London right now. Who's on our arm again?
>>31073787and who's going to be on our arm afterwards?don't be a faggot anon
>>31073288"It matters not, my rivals pale in comparison to me." Stalinka flicks her hair over her shoulder. "I have seen their prowess in the sky. They cannot possibly satisfy him as I can.""Note that satisfying him in your book means trying to put holes in him with guns," Alyssa says. "While some guys might find that kinda hot, I think he's looking for friendlier places to sheathe his sword.""Lewd!" Clarissa cries out. "You're confusing the poor girl!""Sheathe his... sword?" Stalinka asks innocently. "Explain this to me." "All that aside," Clarissa continues, smacking her sister lightly on the back of the head. "Look, shooting at him isn't scoring you any points, with him, or with", she intones dramatically, "Kazanski and the Snake.""Oh man, you think they get pissed off?" Alyssa snorted. "Remember when Katya broke that one guy's rifle after Frank left for Russia?""To be fair, he did say that Frank was going to see his Russian girlfriend-"The sharks stare at Stalinka."Well I guess I could see why he would, if that were true..." Alyssa nods."ARRIVE AT THE POINT!" Stalinka interjects, suddenly having moved within an inch of either twin. "You claim I am at a disadvantage."The sharks lean as far back as their chairs allow."Y-You're like f-fourth or sixth in line, what do you expect?" Alyssa stammers"Yeah, lots of witches totally want to hold hands with him." Clarissa adds. "I mean, there's Kazanski, THE SNAKE, pretty sure Merlin wanted him at some point-""That's totally a brother-sister sort of thing-""Ooooh, brother-zoned... Okay, scratch her. Pretty sure Mav wants a piece-""She wants Goose. Scratch her.""Fine! Katya wants him pretty bad, for sure. Remember when she started singing in the shower for him?""Oh, that was *hoooooot*, she's somethin' else-""Are these the forces arrayed against me?" Stalinka interrupts the women sharply."N-not all of them," they say.
>>31073801>don't be a faggot anonYou first
>>31073801>implying something else isn't going to come up killing the date just like the last time we tried to go out with Katya
>>31073849At this rate its gonna be a Russian like usual but, I'm okay with it. lol
>>31073835Don't forget the very big girls from the fan mail.
Too many lewds.I want more.
>>31073896That's not really lewd though...Maybe I'm just jaded.
>>31073930It was lewd as soon as hand holding was mentioned.
Rolled 14>>31073835> no mention of the imperial princessFeelty pls
>>31073971Katya, Slider, and Ice ore the main opponents.Not to mention the Stalker is 4 to 6th in line.
>>31073971I don't think you've been reading the >implications there.The princess knows she can't get Frank, so she settled for a different Bishop.
>>31074018I thought it was implied that she was also in line?
>>31074018she already had that Bishop, and was trying to collect another, but has seen how insurmountable a task it would be and is sticking to just the one highly caffinated Bishop
>>31074044You haven't been noticing how close she's been with Jess, have you.
>>31074080I thought they were friends?
>>31074102Just like how Elia and Sanya are.
>>31074102They are friends. Very good friends. Very GOOD friends.
>>31074152You lost me.
>>31074144I....*Sighs*Whatever, I feel like I played this game too many times that I don't feel up to it today. Just keep your goggles on and thin what you want to think.I can't convince you otherwise and I don't feel like making an arguement.
>>31073835"Whatabout Power?""Leaky-Witch? Well, rescue romances are a thing.""Hah! Ask Katya how she feels about that~""Ice cold, sis, Goddamn! Howzabout Rand?""Love is dead on account of verbal abuse, remember?""She had it coming, stinkin' jarhead."As the sharktwins continue listing (and arguing over said list) women who appear to be attracted to Frank Bishop, Stalinka slowly relaxes and falls back into her seat. With each name, a pain she cannot describe grips her. She hugs herself, and fights the urge to sob in front of these Americans. She demands herself to remain in control, to remain the elite she was born to be."I... did not expect..." She begins quietly. The sharktwins look at eachother in a panic."H-Hey now!" Clarissa tries to sound soothing as she pats Stalinka on the head. "It's... not all that bad. You've just gotta try a, um, softer approach. If you wanna win, that is.""Explain this softer approach," Stalinka pleads."You've got assets," Alyssa offers. "I mean, you're obviously a real... mankiller-""Unmatched!""U-unmatched, right," Alyssa wipes sweat off her brow. So like Clarissa was saying... assets! You totally have 'em! So use 'em!""I..." Tears begin forming in Stalinka's eyes. "I do not understand what these assets are... nor do I know how to use them.""We're all virgins once..." Clarissa mutters under her breath. Alyssa falls out of her chair laughing.
>>31074186You are terrible.and should feel awesome.
>>31074186The path of lewdness begins
>>31074323Do female virgins get to upgrade like male virgins e.g. gaining wizard powers?
>>31074366I assume so, but their valued more highly.
>>31074186if the twins turn her in to a master....I fear for franks soul and pelvis https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uOEu5ulb9zE
>>31074402also I am hooked on fucking brookstone chocolate now.
>>31074186"W-will walking like this truly be of use?" Stalinka says, clearly off balance as she swings her hips back and forth, walking towards Clarissa. "It feels... wrong that I am to present myself like this to him.""Trust us, It's better than shooting at him," the shark bites her lower lip. "Relax some, you're totally stiff in all the wrong places.""Y-yes, Comrade Styles!"Stalinka attempts 'The Walk' once more. When the twins nod in approval, she squeals with delight before calming herself down."You're a fast learner," Alyssa whistles."I have to be."Stalinka is surprisingly exhausted by the activity. The sharks have forced her to master this ridiculous walk. She sits down in her chair, happy to have succeeded in this latest challenge. As though there was any doubt. She feels ashamed that she had almost given up before she'd even begun.As she understood it, her assets were somehow more than just her combat prowess. Her hips and "frontal armor plating", as one shark described them, would be almost irresistible even to some women. The idea that she possessed a weapon that could strip away the mental defenses of even a witch with such ease frightened Stalinka. Truly, she thought, she was a more dangerous combatant than anyone could believe, least of all Comrade Putin."May I ask a question, Comrades?" Stalinka asks. The sharks have helped her greatly, so on this day, they deserve her respect."Sure ya can!" Alyssa and Clarissa answer together. They seem as amused and as proud of Stalinka's accomplishments."Was this how you took possession of your Joe?""Ah-""Um-""We... used m-more advanced techniques.""Yeah... more advanced.""Then please!" Stalinka exclaims. "You must teach this to me!""Too old!" Alyssa sputters. "Too old to begin the training!"
Oh god. I just spent an hour trying to figure out what the hell happened to my internet just to tune back into this madhouse. It is all worth it.
>>31074366They get christmas cake.
[_] Lewd[_] Too Lewd[_] Way Too Lewd[X] LEWD TOO: ELECTRIC BOOGALOOkeep going
>>31074851>"Too old!" Alyssa sputters. "Too old to begin the training!"What
>>31075013star wars reference
>>31075013Show thyself out, youngling.
fuck it I am calling in sick tomorrow! i want to see the end of this
>>31075157pretty sure it's over. just leave the tab open overnight
>>31075269can't sleep anyway
>>31074851Katya Litvyak sighs, nursing a shot glass of vodka in her hands.She is not angry with Commander Kazanski. The recent revelations have been hard on her, no doubt. She is not even angry with her having taken Bishop with her- No, she hadn't taken him with her. He chose to go with her.She missed him terribly. As upset as he could make her with his apparent obliviousness, she missed him."One week," she mumbles, finishing the shot. No more, she could not be seen like this. She places the glass in the sink and returns the bottle of vodka back to where she found it. It was time to turn in.Walking through the corridors back to her quarters, she hears the faint sound of music coming from a room close to hers.'Abba?' Katya guesses. The tune was familiar from something the Sharktwins had sung together in a drunken stupor. Something about a dancing queen.The music gets louder as she approaches the source: Stalinka's room."What on Earth?" Katya whispers. The door is cracked open enough that she only needs to push it a little bit more to see what is going on inside.Stalinka is marching back and forth in her room- No. Not marching. This is... not what Katya expected at all.Stalinka 'walks', sashaying her hips to and fro, counting each step as she walks, one foot placed carefully in front of the other. She walks towards the door, spins around, thrusting her hips to one side as she does, and marches back in the opposite direction.Feeling lightheaded, Katya staggers at the sight, and falls towards the door. Crying out with surprise, she tries to stop herself, but it is too late, and she falls into the room.Stalinka screams in panic, caught mid-step as she was turning back towards the door. In one leap she clears the whole room and mashes a finger on the power button to the tape player."M-M-MY RIVAL CANNOT BE ALLOWED TO SEE THIS!" Stalinka yammers, picking Katya up by her uniform collar and depositing her outside of the room, slamming the door shut.
>>31075346i dont even
>>31075346i can't stop grinning
>>31075346(oops, last post was too long)There is a long moment where both witches stand on either side of the door, Stalinka bracing herself against it to deny entry to the intruder. Katya leans against it, believing that perhaps she had drank more than she should have."Wh-what does C-Comrade Litvyak want?" Stalinka asks."I... ah, I heard music... so...""Y-yes."The most awkward pause."What were you doing?" Katya finally asks."I was... practicing." Stalinka answers after a long delay. "The Styles twins informed me of your natural grace... and s-so...""Have they now?" Katya chuckles."The walk was f-for my love, with whom you were UNFAIRLY acquainted with before I was!" Stalinka continues. "You sh-should not have witnessed it unprotected! I have been told it can even affect women!"Katya falls to her rear, laughing so hard she almost feels faint.-(okay done, jesus christ, hope you folks enjoyed it)
>>31075521Heh. Funny all the way through. Thanks!
>>31075521Thanks for writing! Totally worth losing sleep!
>>31075521Hornet, this is fucking hilarious. I ain't even mad that there wasn't more Colonel.
>>31075521Again.. Amazing. Glorious even! Well done!
>>31075521What a great way to wake up for work