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    26 KB Part 4 Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)03:20 No.10443625  
    Sup /tg/ is down again, but parts 1 and 3 are there.

    In yesterday's thread, your landlord found Emmie's fortifications. He was unamused. That'll need to be fixed.
    You took Emmie ice skating, once she learned out to skate she had a ball. You also found out any live birth Kriegers are taken into custody and trained to be officers, like Emmie's son.
    You just finished up at the rink and are heading towards your car in the parking lot.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:26 No.10443739
    >>10443625
    Excellent, I needed some DAAAAW tonight.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:28 No.10443768
    Emmie's a MILF?

    damn, man.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:28 No.10443772
    She is a whore. She is a whore. She is the biggest whore this side of Kreig.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:30 No.10443803
    >>10443768
    She was 16.
    Yup, Emmie was TEEN PREGNANT!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:31 No.10443839
    >>10443803
    40K YUNO!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:32 No.10443850
    I believe we were going to go shopping on our way home? Pick up some more ice cream, maybe?
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:36 No.10443945
    >>10443850
    I could do with some food, and seeing as how we're going to be spending all night fixing the holes in the yard we should pick up some coffee.
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)03:43 No.10444092
    >>10443850
    >>10443945
    Right then, to the supermarket! Emmie has cleaned you out of ice cream and sausages, and you need more coffee anyway.You ask Emmie if she needs anything else. "I don't mind the couch, but something to sleep on would be nice." Suddenly her eyes light up and she begins pointing out the window at a warehouse a few streets down. "THERE! We need to go there!" Looking in the direction of her gestures, and checking the large sign near the building, it seems that Emmie has spotted the Imperial Guard Surplus Store. It's the largest in 400 miles.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:46 No.10444168
    >>10444092
    Let's go there then!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:47 No.10444194
    >>10444092
    Before or after the supermarket...
    On one hand, I doubt they sell ice cream there, on the other the Military has good coffee...
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:49 No.10444224
    >>10444194
    Before, don't want to let the ice cream melt.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:49 No.10444239
    >>10444224
    Good point. Maybe they have free hotdogs? My local surplus store does.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:51 No.10444255
    >>10444239
    I'm jealous.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:51 No.10444258
    >>10444255
    Balloons for kids too!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:52 No.10444282
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    >>10444258
    THAT IS AWESOME
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)03:54 No.10444313
    military surplus? why do i get the feeling the park we convinced Emmie to fortify instead of our lawn is gonna end up a command center?
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)04:00 No.10444404
    >>10444168
    >>10444194
    >>10444224
    >>10444239
    The supermarket you go to is open 24 hours, so why not head on to the Surplus Store first? Although you doubt it would be open this la-huh? Who could possible need a 24/7 Guard Surplus Store? I mean, is there some guy who just NEEDS corpse starched rations at 3AM?
    As you and Emmie step into the huge warehouse you hear the faint hum of fans and an air conditioning unit. The place is huge, easily the size of a scrumball pitch. The place is mostly empty, but you do see one or two people milling about. Emmie is like a kid in a candy store. This place has everything, from MREs to Lasrifles, with the automatic fire function disabled as per local laws, and no one gives Emmie, now firmly wearing her mask again, or her uniform a second glance. You notice a sign indicating a sale on military cots and bedding, as well as older model Vox sets 1/2 off.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:01 No.10444432
    >>10444404
    Older models?.. Deviation from the STC? I smell tech-heresy.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:03 No.10444464
    >>10444432
    maybe he just means OLD Voxes? Like, a few decades past their prime?
    And there ARE different model Voxes. The big backpack kind the PDF use, and the small ones like Com-beads.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:06 No.10444511
    >>10444404
    Try to keep on her tail as she runs about the store. I'm sure she'll find an old Kreiger uniform that fits us...
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:09 No.10444573
    >>10444511
    And pray we have the funds for it.
    Wait... a Surplus store... is there a Manufactorum on our planet?
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:11 No.10444611
    >>10444404
    Follow Emmie, she knows what's what!
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)04:22 No.10444807
    >>10444611
    >>10444573
    >>10444511
    Emmie has secured a large cart for your use int his expedition. She looks you up and down and stops for a minute. With a nod she begins pushing the cart through the store. Things begin to pile in. Military rations, boots and a coat that look like they can fit you, blankets and many pillows, what are labeled as sandbags, and a few other things. The pillows, on sale, buy 2 get the 3rd free, looks uncomfortable, and the blankets are wool and itchy, but Emmie happily piles a few in. As you pass by, you grab a military cot for Emmie, at least until you can get her a real bed.
    Emmie disappears around a corner for a moment as you look through the cart. Just as you start to worry, she comes back holding a long bod. A Purity Seal contrasts sharply with the dull olive green of the box. It appears to be a Mars Pattern Lasrifle, and is quite expensive. This trip will cost you a bit of many, and you'll need to dig into your savings to afford it. Emmie looks at you pleadingly, which is hard considering she is still in her mask.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:25 No.10444860
    >>10444807
    We can't get everything, choose 10 things only. And that lasrifle counts as 2.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:26 No.10444878
    >>10444860
    What else will we use our savings on?
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:29 No.10444936
    >>10444878
    House, new car, hell maybe we want to go offworld?
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:31 No.10444981
    >>10444807
    get it all not like we spend our money on anything useful normally anyway
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:31 No.10444984
    >>10444807
    Compare the cost of rations to groceries, I know here it's cheaper to buy 'real' food.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:31 No.10444985
    >>10444936
    >>10444878
    >>10444860
    I say we do it. Sometimes you just gotta spend some money on yourself.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:34 No.10445028
    We were promised Drawfaggotry. Where is our drawfaggotry drawfags?
    >> Karate Bastard 06/12/10(Sat)04:39 No.10445097
    >>10445028
    sorry bout that i had an emergency ill keep on working on it Op's pic is my initial sketch using paint
    >> Cap !!ApHaR0mwoJ6 06/12/10(Sat)04:43 No.10445168
    >>10445028
    I've been trying to art up a new piece but keep getting stuck.
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)04:43 No.10445177
    >>10444860
    >>10444878
    >>10444936
    >>10444981
    >>10444984
    >>10444985
    You stop and think about it for a minute. The rations will last longer then anything you can get at the store, but the cost reflects this. You make Emmie put all but a few back. She pouts as she does so.
    You look at the clothes. You don't need a Krieger uniform, and Emmie only needs 2 pairs of boots. One Formal and one for walking about. You make her put most of those back as well, allowing her to keep a new set of boots and one coat in your size, hey its cool. She also pouts about this.
    You keep the cot and bedding. Emmie needs those.
    Now the Lasrifle. The most expensive thing in the cart. You can see Emmie pleading with you behind the mask. Almost begging you for it.
    ... You'll still need to fork out some money, but you won't have to dig as deep on your pockets as you could have. You allow her the Lasrifle.
    She is positively beaming as you walk to the checkout. Oh hey, free donuts!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:47 No.10445232
    >>10445177
    >Oh hey, free donuts!
    Score! Snag as many as we're allowed.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:51 No.10445292
    >>10445232
    WRONG!

    Snag ALL of them, unless corrected.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:52 No.10445305
    >>10445292
    That's kinda a dick move, but we ARE dropping a lot of money here.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:53 No.10445320
    >>10445305
    We're instilling the importance of tactical genius, here.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:54 No.10445350
    >>10445320
    By tacking free donuts? Mind explaining that one to be chief?
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:56 No.10445372
    >>10445350
    "Thanks for your purchase, if you'd like to try our free don-

    Hey..where'd they all go? It must of took some kind of Tactical Gen--

    KRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGEEEEEEEEEEEERSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"
    >> Neocephalapodia 06/12/10(Sat)04:56 No.10445376
    >>10445350
    An unprotected asset is begging to be taken.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)04:59 No.10445412
    >>10445372
    >>10445376
    Fair enough. We still going to get her ice cream, or is the LasRifle a treat enough?
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:00 No.10445443
    >>10445412
    We shall dip the lasrifle in ice cream. She can practice her cleaning drills. With her tongue.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:01 No.10445453
    >>10445443
    I... don;t think that's heathy. For Emmie OR the lasrifle.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:03 No.10445488
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    >>10445443
    This is the greatest idea ever.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:05 No.10445518
    >>10445453
    Your message has considered. We shall abandon this plan. Find a theme park, purchase ice cream, and take pictures of her posing with her new lasrifle in a photobooth. Then ride the ferris wheel.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:07 No.10445554
    >>10445518
    At this time of night? Pace ourselves, people.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:10 No.10445602
    >>10445554
    Agreed, postpone plan until tomorrow afternoon. We need to reestablish her quarters and defenses and get some sleep. Right up a watchbill for the guard duties on the way home.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:10 No.10445604
    >>10445554
    What kind of barbarian rides a ferris wheel in the daytime? They're not even lit up!
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)05:11 No.10445618
    >>10445232
    >>10445292
    >>10445376
    >>10445372
    You whisper to Emmie for a second. You tell her to grab as many donuts as she can while you have the teller distracted. She's confused, but then you explain to her that if they wanted people to only take one, they would keep a better eye on them. Nodding, Emmie trots over to the donuts. It takes you a moment to explain to the teller that you CAME IN with Emmie wearing that outfit, and you aren't stealing it, you manage to convince her before a manager gets involved. Paying for your purchase, you find Emmie waiting by the car. She salutes happily. "Nine boxes!" That's a total of 108 donuts. Can you even eat that many before they get stale?
    You get back into the car. Its late, about 11 PM. You still need to get the yard fixed before morning. Lucky for you, tomorrow is your day off.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:13 No.10445653
    >>10445618
    Initiate >>10445602

    Take roughly have the donuts as an emergency food supply for the direst of situations. Use plastic bags and fresh pieces of bread via cookie osmosis to un-stale them when needed.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:17 No.10445709
    >>10445653
    >Use plastic bags and fresh pieces of bread via cookie osmosis to un-stale them when needed.
    What? You can un-stale donuts? I must know the arcane secrets of which you speak!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:20 No.10445754
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    >>10445709
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:20 No.10445765
    >>10445618
    >108
    Well that's a lot of donuts. Maybe overdid it, but I'm impressed Emmie managed to sneak NINE BOXES out without notice.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:21 No.10445777
    >>10445754
    Does... does that work?
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:24 No.10445803
    >>10445777
    Yes, gentle anon, it has been passed from grandmother to grandmother for generations. Science at its very purest and delicious.

    Indeed, we should start thinking of a medal or some other kind of award.
    >>10445765
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:24 No.10445807
    >>10445602
    >>10445653
    we need to get the yard fixed first and foremost. I say we pick up a shovel and coffee at the supermarket, then get home and get digging. We can sleep when it's done. The Landlord probably ALREADY knows that it wasn't the city that did it, like he thought.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:24 No.10445808
    >>10445618
    Time to sleep. During the night when Emmie's guard is down I suggest we infiltrate her bed and insert our "basilisk" cannon into her "bunker."
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:25 No.10445829
    >>10445807
    good thing our day off is tomorrow. We'll be sleeping late.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:26 No.10445838
    >>10445808
    shes a Krieger. She'd probably shoot us in our sleep.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:28 No.10445864
    >>10445838
    And miss, hitting a power capacitor and taking out electricity for the entire neighborhood, getting us evicted. Bonuses include that we'll be sleeping in a one person pup tent.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:28 No.10445870
    >>10445838
    you forget that we now have plus one Krieg Uniform. A guardsman will never shoot a loyal comrade so as long as we wear the uniform she wont shoot us. If she questions us tell her were improving morale.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:29 No.10445877
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    >>10445808
    How are we going to afford a basilisk? More over, can our car even move it? I mean, I'm sure she'd love it, but the logistics are daunting.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:33 No.10445938
    >>10445877
    They're self-propelled, so that takes care of that, but I'm more worried about the geometry. Large cannon, small doorway. The landlord is already pissed. Plus, treads are loud, she'll wake up.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:35 No.10445962
    Fall back to home, FORTIF-- fix the yard.
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)05:35 No.10445976
    >>10445808
    >>10445807
    >>10445829
    You need sleep... but you have no idea how long the 'yard work' will take. You stop by the market just long enough to grab a shovel and coffee, and to wait in line for 20 minutes. 10 items or less speedy checkout your ass! Emmie looks hopefully at the ice cream, but you have to turn her down.
    You get home and the clock is closer to midnight then to 11. The yard is still riddled with trenches. You get Emmie started filling them in as you get a pot of coffee going.
    2 hours later you're almost half done. You should have picked up some gloves when you were at the market, your hands have several huge blisters from the shovel work. You growl with pain as one of them pops. Emmie patters over to see what's wrong. She looks from your hands to you, then gently but firmly pushes you back inside the apartment. She digs into a small first aid kit at her belt and rubs some kind of ointment onto your hands. It eases the pain in your hands. She picks up her entrenching tool and heads back out. Truthfully she was doing the lion's share of the work anyway.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:38 No.10446008
    >>10445938
    Well what would Creed do?
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:38 No.10446016
    >>10445976
    ;__;

    Help her! Make lemonade! A snack or something! Anything, comrades must fight their battles together!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:41 No.10446041
    >>10445976
    If she insist on doing the work herself, we can atleast prepare for her when she is done. Make sure the coffee is fresh, big plate of donuts (why do people like that stuff? Nevermind), set up the cot and add pillows + wool blankets etcetc. Also have the shower ready for her to wash off the dirt and sweat.

    And NO peeking you dirty troll!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:41 No.10446043
    >>10446016
    yeah, but she's a Krieger. Fuckers LOVE their digging.
    ... Which means her hands are probably rough and calloused. Note to self: Avoid handjobs int he future.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:42 No.10446063
    >>10446043
    >Note to self: Trip to manicurist first, then handjobs
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:43 No.10446067
    >>10446063
    BRILLIANT!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:45 No.10446103
    >>10445976
    When the trench is almost gone you should drag her in the house and give her an oil massage as thanks and to restore her to battle readyness.
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)05:54 No.10446201
    >>10446016
    >>10446041
    Right, if you can't do the real work, then you can at least do SOMETHING. You spend the next hour or so rearranging things in the spare room, setting up the cot, freshening up the coffee and warming up some donuts. You yourself are pretty sweaty after the digging, you're not in as good of shape as you thought you were. You take a shower yourself, taking extra care to leave plenty of hot water.
    About half an hour after you finish up, Emmie comes back into the house. She's covered in dust and dirt, fresh earth still clinging to her entrenching tool. She leaves her dirty boots by the door and stretches her arms above her head, popping her back. You tell her to go ahead and eat something and get cleaned up. She pounces on the warmed donuts and gobbles them down eagerly. Drinking a cup of coffee and a bottle of water from the fridge, she makes her way to the bathroom. Noticing that she's left her uniform in the hall, you decide to do her a favor and wash it for her.
    Peaking outside, the trenches are gone and the ground level. The grass is screwed, but they re-plant it every spring anyway.
    A while later Emmie comes out of the shower drying her hair. She's down to her skivvies, a regulation undershirt and what look like boxer briefs.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:55 No.10446216
    >>10446103
    She's a Krieger, not a Sister of Battle.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:55 No.10446223
    >>10446201
    Congratulate her on a job well done, recommend she get some some shut-eye, we'll take care of tonight's watches.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:58 No.10446253
    >>10446201
    Perform routine maintainence on Emmie using the barrel cleaning kit from her new lasgun.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)05:59 No.10446259
    >>10446201
    Don't stare, don't stare, don't stare, don't stare, don't stare!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:02 No.10446303
    >>10446201
    Congratulate the soldier on a job well done. Time to get some sleep though.

    Also, dont stare, just check her out from the corners of your eyes.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:03 No.10446313
    >>10446201
    Hows her ass and titays?
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:04 No.10446329
    "GREAT EMPRAH, THERE'S HERESY ON THAT SHIRT! QUICK, REMOVE IT SO I MIGHT CLEANSE YOU."
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:05 No.10446339
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    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:06 No.10446343
    >>10446329
    Also you >>10446339
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:06 No.10446345
    >>10446201
    >The grass is screwed, but they re-plant it every spring anyway.
    Didn't spring just end...? No matter.

    Show her the cot in the spare room.
    Ask if there's anything she'd like to do before we go to our separate beds. (She did just drink a cup of coffee; we probably aren't going to sleep any time soon... at least it's a Friday night; we can sleep in tomorrow morning.) Maybe watch some TV, or just chat? We might have an old war movie we could put on or something...
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:07 No.10446356
    >>10446201
    Appraise her admiringly and compliment her on her physical fitness.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:10 No.10446391
    >>10446356
    "A fit body honors the Emperor and his labors! Tell me, what do Kriegers do, apart from digging, to be in such shape?"
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:11 No.10446411
    >>10446345
    >war movies
    Ah yes, the thrilling tales of ancient Terra! (only history has gotten pretty scrambled over the millennia, and now everyone thinks the World Wars were fought using flying saucers and giant robots.)
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:13 No.10446429
    >>10446391
    They do war son!
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)06:16 No.10446455
    >>10446356
    >>10446345
    >>10446303
    >>10446223
    You compliment Emmie on her quick and exemplary job. She looks out the window nervously. "I'm used to digging them... not filling them up." You assure her that she did great.
    Getting a better look at her like this... you realize she could kick your ass if she wanted to. While no Catachan, her muscles are well tones. Her skin would be smooth and pale if nor for scars covering most of her body. You see one that runs parallel to her spine, the end at the base of her neck and traveling down, and another that runs the length of most of her left arm.
    You ask her if she would like to watch a film before bed, as you will both probably be sleeping in tomorrow. "Do you have the March of Cain? That's one of my favorites!" Surprisingly, you do. It's pretty popular in your sector. You head back to get it.
    When you come back to the living room, Emmie is huddled in her pillow fort, and indicates that she's made room for you.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:18 No.10446477
    >>10446455
    Wow... her 4 years were not kind to her. Ask about the big scar on her back.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:20 No.10446488
    >>10446455
    Settle down in her fortification and take up a sentry position, after we started the film.
    Ask her where she got that wound from. It looks severe.
    >> Marionette Guy !W1KIAXiDWo 06/12/10(Sat)06:21 No.10446496
    >>10446455
    Ask if she'd like some popcorn, then join her.
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)06:22 No.10446506
    Sup/tg/ is back up for anyone who wants to read part 1 and 3.
    http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/10380608/
    http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/10421153/
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:26 No.10446533
    >>10446488
    While we're at it, ask her about the lasgun-to-the-gut she told us about earlier.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:26 No.10446536
    >>10446506
    Groovy. Why no part 2?
    >> Marionette Guy !W1KIAXiDWo 06/12/10(Sat)06:29 No.10446553
    >>10446536
    Part 2 was archived elsewhere for some reason. I think there's a link to it in Part 3.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:30 No.10446560
    >>10446506
    >>10446553
    http://archive.easymodo.net/cgi-board.pl/tg/thread/10400889
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)06:38 No.10446612
    >>10446477
    >>10446488
    >>10446496
    >>10446533
    You throw a bag of Popcorn into the microwave and settle in next to Emmie. While waiting for it to finish, you decide to ask Emmie about some of her scars.You point to the big one on her back. "That one? Lictor ambush on my first tour of duty. I was lucky, a few inches to the left and it would have torn out my spine. We were on that planet for a year, just mopping up really." The one on her left arm. "Heretics. One got me with a rusty axe. His buddy was the one that shot me in the gut. Left me for dead, but I got them with a grenade." You ask about one running down her leg. "Oh... that one was my fault. I was running some drills and my leg got gashes by my own bayonet."
    The popcorn finishes and you start the movie. Its one of the ones about Cain liberating some planet you've only heard of in the movie from an Ork invasion. By the time the movie finishes, Emmie is sound asleep, her head resting on your shoulder.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:40 No.10446625
    >>10446612
    Pull blankets over us, hold arm around her, lean head against hers and sleep.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:41 No.10446636
    >>10446612
    It'd be rude to wake her. We'd best not move. She might get cold in the night so put an arm around her.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:43 No.10446652
    >>10446612
    ... you know... I kinda wish Jo were still around to draw stuff like this. He's really good at cute.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:45 No.10446664
    >>10446652
    Just post a link on his DA.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:51 No.10446707
    >>10446664
    meh, kinda lame of me. oh well.
    >> Marionette Guy !W1KIAXiDWo 06/12/10(Sat)06:51 No.10446711
    >>10446612
    Try to get up and carry her to her cot without waking her. Tuck her in, and retire to own bed.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)06:52 No.10446720
    >>10446711
    Can we do that though? I mean, all that muscle is heavy, and we have blistered hands.
    >> Krieger Quest !EXVlxJM9Rg 06/12/10(Sat)06:59 No.10446760
    >>10446711
    >>10446636
    >>10446625
    At first you attempt to move her, but as you wiggle to try and stand up, she stirs and mumbles in her sleep. Alright, time for plan B. You slowly reach up to the couch, careful not to disturb her, and grab the blanket from the couch she used last night. Pulling it over the two of you, you slowly and gently lean back and back, until the two of you are resting against the sides of the pillow fort. You get as comfortable as you can and quickly doze off yourself.

    Alright /tg/ That's it for tonight. See you tomorrow?
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:03 No.10446784
    >>10446760
    I'll be here. And so, hopefully, will be more drawfags. I love Emmie art.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:03 No.10446787
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    >>10446760
    >See you tomorrow?
    Yarp
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:04 No.10446793
    >>10446760
    I'll be here -- probably reading more than contributing, but I'll be here.
    >> Marionette Guy !W1KIAXiDWo 06/12/10(Sat)07:06 No.10446804
    >>10446760
    >See you tomorrow?
    Indeed!
    >> Cap !!ApHaR0mwoJ6 06/12/10(Sat)07:07 No.10446814
    >>10446760
    Of course! I'm playing all-day Pathfinder tomorrow, so I should be able to draw while my eyes are not needed.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:09 No.10446824
    I wanna know is where OP gets all his/her DAAAW from. Do they have a DAAAW mine in their basement or what?
    And I say his/her because I don't know if a dude could do all this DAAAW without it already becoming sex.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:13 No.10446849
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    >>10446760

    hell yes! ive been lurking, readin this stuff - and now im addicted to it - since im playing a Krieger in an RT game, and now im thinking about start a Krieg IG army!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:14 No.10446854
    >>10446824
    From my observations, OP was initially inspired by the story Love and Krieg. Emmie is apparently from the same Regiment as the main Krieg character in that story. The rest probably comes from being a fan of romantic anime, but in a good way in this case.
    And OP tops it off with his a HINT of grimdark, as illustrated in the last chapter by the revelation that Emmie has a child, and that child's fate.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:15 No.10446864
    >>10446854

    And by fate, you mean PROMOTIONS!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:19 No.10446881
    >>10446864
    ... Good show.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:22 No.10446915
    Most people who read these threads seem to lurk. COME ON PEOPLE! IT'S A QUEST! PARTICIPATE!
    We need DAAAAAAAWful shenanigans!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:29 No.10446978
    >>10446915

    When i show up next time and OP hasnt bugged out - count on it
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:29 No.10446979
    I just wish we had more pictures.
    I like the ones we have, but there is just so much DAAAW!
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:30 No.10446988
    >>10446978
    He tends to stop around 5 or 6 AM his time. I can understand that.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:34 No.10447020
    >>10446988
    I'd like to contribute more, too, but it's 13:34 now here and I can't arrive earlier.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:37 No.10447039
    >>10446988

    no bitching intended - just saying ill endeavor to show up earlier
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:38 No.10447050
    >>10447020
    You live on the far side of the globe.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:40 No.10447066
    >>10447050
    I live on Krieg... err, I mean Germany.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:44 No.10447108
    >>10447066
    I envy you. I know JUST enough German to make me look like an American who took some German in highschool.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:47 No.10447146
    How are krieger designations done? I must know.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:48 No.10447154
    >>10447108
    Well, seeing as English has higher importance in the world and considering the fact that I'd like to become an English teacher (among Latin and German) I should know these languages somehow well.
    But I'm highly amused whenever someone tries to use a German accent while writing in English.
    >> Anonymous 06/12/10(Sat)07:58 No.10447231
    >>10447146
    <Regiment><Model>#<Unique ID>
    68M#1313
    Krieg 68th, 1313th individual of model M
    'M' for 'moe,' of course.



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