You throw an eraser at her forehead- it bounces off a tiny shield and mav grins when you stick your tongue out at her.

“Yeah, you just be careful, I might take you up on that one of these days.” She says, laughing.

“But why waste your time with him, Patticakes?” Young's voice says from the door. “ 'Sup smalltime. They wanted me to come check up on you. How come every time I find you, there's a good looking witch around you?”

“Oh, you know me.” You say, somewhat dryly. “I'm just catnip for the witchfolk.”

“Entirely.” She says, walking around the table, letting one hand run along Mav's back as she does so. “And I never thought you'd go for his type, Patticakes. You certainly had better taste in Kure.” Mav's response- if it can be called that- is to freeze up at the contact, her cheeks turning a bit pink.

You quirk an eyebrow at that.

[] “Something I should know about?”
[] “You know what, don't tell me, I don't want to know. Where's my RIO?”

>>32553539
>[] "You know what, don't tell me, I don't want to know. Where's my RIO?"
HahaNOPE.

>>32553539
>[X] “Something I should know about?”

Time to troll Maverick.

>>32553539
[] “Something I should know about?”

>>32553539
>[] “Something I should know about?”

Archive binged through this to catch up, please please consider final destination votes for future choices that concern choosing between more than one waifu characters

>>32553539
>[] “Something I should know about?”

When did Mav head to germany?

also

>You throw an eraser at her forehead- it bounces off a tiny shield and mav grins when you stick your tongue out at her.

>“Yeah, you just be careful, I might take you up on that one of these days.” She says, laughing.

I feel like a line of dialouge is missing

Rolled 8

>>32553539
>[x] "Something I should know about?"

This sounds mighty interesting. Also, teasing material on Mav.

>>32553539
“Something I should know about?”

>>32553604
Probably not. Frank offers tongue, Mav jokes about reciprocating.

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>>32553539
>[x] “You know what, don't tell me, I don't want to know. Where's my RIO?”

Is this the first time Mav has been embarrassed?

Best night of the week if you don't live in the path of thunderstorms! Fuck northeast weather

>>32553539
>[x] “Something I should know about?”
Maximum Shenanigans

>>32553539

[] “Something I should know about?”

you alright now ghost? not coughing up blood any more?

[] “You know what, don't tell me, I don't want to know. Where's my RIO?”

Gotta prep for Katya. The witches can sort their love affairs on their own.

>>32553539
>[x] “You know what, don't tell me, I don't want to know. Where's my RIO?”

>>32553627

Ghost was sick?

>>32553539
>[x] “Something I should know about?”

>>32553604
What would a tongue be used for on a witch?

>>32553539
>[] “Something I should know about?”

>>32553539
>[] “Something I should know about?”

"So I'm assuming you bounced her?"

>>32553664
Chunks of metal in the chest cavity can be a real bitch.

>>32553509
So Ghost, you go to the doctor yet?

>>32553539
>tell me later. Where's my RIO?
...while visions of witch-yuri danced in his head

>>32553738
Why have visions when we can watch the real thing?

>>32553785
90's no internet yet

>>32553785
It was a reference
> while visions of sugarplums danced in their heads

>>32553539
>[] “Something I should know about?”

"So how did the Strudel taste like down there?"

>>32553867

WE MUST USE THIS LINE!

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>>32553867
That's a great one.

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>>32553867
YESSS!

>>32553867
going with this!

>>32553846
> 90s
> no internet
Just because it only had college and government nerds on it doesn't mean it didn't exist yet. The late 80s was the groundwork for commercial internet. In 1990 you could get a dial up connection.

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>>32553867
Oh God! YES! use this!

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>>32553992
>In 1990 you could get a dial up connection.
>could get a dial up connection.
> get a dial up connection.
>dial up

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[x] “Something I should know about?”

You look at the two witches for a minute, before grinning. “Something I should know about?”

Mav shakes her head, but Young just returns your grin. “Just a couple amazing nights in Kure a while back.”

You nod, remembering the Saratoga having made a port call to the base there during a pacific cruise early in your career- you were aboard most of the port call, your fighter at the time having been grounded for multiple failures in the powerplants and multiple, unexpected stress failures in it's skin and structure. At the time, you'd assumed it had something to do with the relative age of the tomcat, but these days you're pretty sure it had something to do with you.

“Yeah, what of it?” You ask, already pretty sure you know the answer.

1/2

>>32554064
GOOD GOD FRANK!

“Me and Patticakes met at one of the clubs there.” Young says. “I don't want to go into too much detail, but-”

“Please don't.” You say. “I got enough of that out of my RIO at the time. Well, and her.”

Young just grins wider, pulling Mav's chair out and walking around to sit on her lap.

“But what the hell were you doing in Kure, anyway?” You ask. “You're luftwaffe, not kreigsmarine, and even if you were Kreigsmarine, they're not exactly noted for cruising around the pacific.”

“Visiting family friends.” She says, looking down at your maps.

“Fair enough. You know, if you want some privacy, I can leave.” You point out. “Not that I've got a problem with the idea, but I get the feeling you two would be distracting as hell if you started getting lewd right here on the kitchen table.”

Young laughs, standing up. “I'll behave. For now. Besides, right here?” She laughs again. “We'd attract a crowd. You'll be ready to go on time?”

You nod. “Yeah, no sweat.”

“Good. I'd be disappointed in you if lost this time around, smalltime.” She responds. “See to it that you don't.” She says the last as she walks out of the open kitchen door and around the corner, out of sight.

Mav's blush still hasn't gone down.

[] “So... about that.”
[] “You know, she doesn't seem like your type.”

>>32554093
>[x] “So... about that.”

strike while the iron is hot!

>>32554093
>[X] “You know, she doesn't seem like your type.”

>>32554093
>[x] "So... about that."

"How did the Strudel taste down there?"

This is where we must use the line.

>>32554093
[x] “So... about that.”

"Never figured you for the type. I take it Orion never knew?"

>>32554093
>[] “You know, she doesn't seem like your type.”

And do Youngspawn mean Sakamoto's family?

>>32554093
>lewd on the kitchen table
If only you knew Youngspawn...

>doesn't seem your type

>>32554093
>[x] “You know, she doesn't seem like your type.”

>>32554093
>[] "You know, she doesn't seem like your type."
Something about when Orion left, maybe?

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>>32554138
I-I wonder if it's the same table...

>>32554168
I bet it is

>>32554168

You bet your fucking ass it is.

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>>32554168
That be a winning bet.

>>32554093

Just give her a shit eating grin. No words.

>>32554282
this

>>32554282
Best response

>>32554093
>[x] “So... about that.”

I mean if you don't wanna talk about it that's cool but hey wow you totally got picked up by that?

[] “You know, she doesn't seem like your type.”

"Was the strudel good?"

>>32554093
"You know, she seems like your type."

FTFW

>>32554282
THIS!

>>32554093
>[] “You know, she doesn't seem like your type.”

>>32554329
Youngspawn definitely got her dad's swagger, that's for sure

>>32554582
I'm still hoping we encounter two different youngspawn who are awkwardly competitive with one another. A Kupcakeski youngspawn and a Minna youngspawn.

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>>32554093

[X] “So... about that.”

>>32554093
[] “So... about that.”

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[x] “So... about that.”

“So...' You say, grinning, now that Young has left the room.

“No.” Mav responds.

“About that.”

“No.” She says again, shaking her head.

“How did the-”

“Nope.”

“Strudel taste down there?”

“Oh for-” She shakes her head, choking back a laugh. Her blush gets worse. “Do you really want an answer, or are you just doing that?”

“I'll pass on the answer.” You say. “There. Well, good to go here. Let's go up and get this shit filed with Ice.”

“Go ahead. I've got to go find Goose and take care of some other shit. See you in the air.” She says, tossing her empty can into the trash and getting another.

“Yeah, well don't be late.” You respond, folding up the maps- which are unnecessary in the air and have to stay in the castle regardless, and grabbing the rest of the paperwork.

“Me, late. Yeah, good joke.” She says.

“I do seem to recall an incident with Rick-” You say with a shit eating grin.

“You- wow. You remember that?” She asks, pausing.

You nod. “Like I'd forget the best chance to give my friends shit that ever came along. Almost a shame it wasn't real, I'd be able to make all sorts of jokes about mothers.”

“You wouldn't.” She says, then looks at you. “You would. Hell, I would. Whatever. See you in the air, Frank.”

1/2

>>32554093
>[] “You know, she doesn't seem like your type.”

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>>32554625
I love this idea.

Ice's office is open and unoccupied- you've no idea where the boss has managed to get off to. Still, you drop your papers on her desk- she'll have to file them later, but they're where they're supposed to be and that's the best you can do. Wendy walks in as you're headed out, a carrying a serving tray with tea and some biscuts- not much, but it's something.

“Oh, I though-” She starts, then stops. “I'm sorry. Would you like some tea, sir?”

“Wendy, what did I say about calling me sir?” You respond. “And sure, though why are you acting like a house servant? Aren't you flying chase this round?”

She shakes her head. “The matrons asked if I would give up the strikers I'm using while mine are down so that Gabriella could observe.”

“And you agreed?” You ask. She shrugs, noncommittally.

[] “So they didn't ask.”
[] “Well, if you don't want to fly chase, I can't blame you. Merlin show you where the Nintendo is yet?”

>>32554780
>[X] “So they didn't ask.”

>>32554780
>[x] "So they didn't ask."

Dammit, not this shit again.

>>32554780
>[] “So they didn't ask.”

>>32554780

[] “So they didn't ask.”

Oh no, not again! We want Wendy up this time. I want to see her fly.

>>32554780
>[x] “Well, if you don't want to fly chase, I can't blame you. Merlin show you where the Nintendo is yet?”
Lambasting matrons isn't going to work; that's something we need another matron (like Dowding) to do for us.

>>32554780
>[] “So they didn't ask.”

Oh come on...

>>32554780
>[] “So they didn't ask.”

Gaaa

>>32554780
>[x] “So they didn't ask.”

Remind me. Why did we throw our lot in with these bitches again?

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>>32554780
>[x] “So they didn't ask.”
Fucking Eyetie fucked up her own strikers, so they take one of OURS! Time to drop the hammer.

>>32554780
> “So they didn't ask.”
"Walk with me." Proceed to liberate Wendy's fucking strikers because they are Wendy's fucking strikers and not Gabriella's. We need out new squadronmate to get as much flight time with her own, new unit as possible before we return to combat and this bullshit will not stand. Grab Ice or Slider if we see them.

>>32554780
>[] "So they didn't ask."
Ain't that just peachy.

>>32554876
>>32554865
Double this.

>fuck up own strikers
>I'll just take them from his new witch! It's not like she needs them!

Fuck, if I know Italians, Gabriella is probably going to demand a rematch once we're through with Katya, chase be damned. Why else would she be so fucking hot to get back up?

>>32554780
>[] “So they didn't ask.”
Go get those strikers back: "Somesomething new wingmate needs to see how steelwings perform to learn how to properly operate in a mixed unit blah blah. "

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>>32554780

[X] “So they didn't ask.”

>>32554780
>so they didn't ask
Bring the fucking fury

>>32554780

"Flight Lieutenant Wendy Maloney. You are a member of Spellcaster. Not some crazy Matrons serving lady."

>>32554780
>[] “So they didn't ask.”
Little shits.

>>32554780
>[] “So they didn't ask.”
its sad she may getting used to this kind of treatment that she unconsciously not objecting.

We need Slider to give her some crash course of self-confidence and standing up by herself, pronto.

>>32554911
>>32554876
>>32554865

Yes.

And not right now but we have to talk to Slider to see if she can't rip out whatever passes for Wendy's spine and install something resembling a backbone. I love our new witch but god damn.

>>32554956

Add, "You can say, 'No' to people".

>>32554780
>[] “So they didn't ask.”
get good son

>>32554993
....Now i imagining that Fumoffu episode with Rugby Club......

>>32555049
I thought it was a soccer club? It's been a while since I watched FMP, though.

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>>32554911
>Fuck, if I know Italians, Gabriella is probably going to demand a rematch once we're through with Katya, chase be damned. Why else would she be so fucking hot to get back up?
Then we shut her down hard. Back of the fucking line she goes if swindling a pair of strikers from one of ours is how she gets a hold of them.

>>32555049
>>32555063
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hO2423uSJLw

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>>32554780
>[] “So they didn't ask.”
WE HUNT

>>32554780

Pick up the tray, start eating and drinking tea and biscuits.

"Get to your Strikers, LT."

>>32555049
That was a great episode

>>32555068
A-fucking-men, Anon.

>>32555138
FMP as a whole was pretty great. Too bad the Fumoffu characters didn't get into the second season.

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[x] “So they didn't ask.”

“So they didn't ask.” You state flatly. Wendy shakes her head.

You nod, chewing on the inside of your cheek in an effort to help channel the sudden spike of anger. “Very fucking well. Flight Lieutenant, put the serving tray down and come with me.” You order, heading out of the office and up to your quarters at a brisk pace. You stop there long enough to grab your flight bag- not that there's much in it, but you need it anyway.

From there, you head down to life support, getting geared up and suited in what, to you, is record time, almost. Dropping your helmet in the bag and double checking your locker for anything left behind, you motion to Wendy to follow you as you head down to the hangar.

“Wendy, we really have to work on this.” You say, opening the door to the ladderwell and starting down. “You're one of us now, and we'll back you up if you tell people no.”

“W-well, they said that it'd look real good if I helped out....” She says, hesitating.

“Sure. But you'd rather fly, wouldn't you?” You point out. “Besides that, we'd really rather Gabriella didn't blow a pair of strikers she's borrowing from us, and you need the air time. Ice said she's been using it to help you work on some of the things you're rusty on?”

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...you don't suppose the matrons weren't the ones who told her, do you? That maybe Gabriella got a lead on a pushover witch and went and demanded them herself?

Because if she did I think she's earned a one-way ticket out of the castle.

“I-I hope you don't mind-” She starts.

“No, not at all, and that's the problem. None of us mind, and if anyone does, we'll handle them.” You say. “Or we'll help you when you handle them. This one is a freebie though.”

You stroll into the hangar, making a beeline for the rack holding Wendy's borrowed tomcat strikers- they were her first choice, and you're happy that they were, still feeling closer kinship to Tomcat witches than ones flying hornets. Gabriella is busily talking with the crew, sitting on the edge of the striker rack, a pair of older witches nearby.

Kenji stands nearby, looking kind of helpless, watching as Gabreilla strips off her shoes and socks.

[] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)
[] “Kenji, care to explain to me what these girls are doing on our gear?” ( Bait them into it)

>>32555434
>[] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

>>32555434
>[] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

Yeah no. No soft balling this shit

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>>32555434
>[x] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

Strike hard, strike fast.

>>32555434
>[] "Kenji, care to explain to me what these girls are doing on our gear?" (Bait them into it)
All sneaky-like. Hide the anger, then unleash it.

>>32555434
> “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

We have a flight to get to, we don't have time for beating around their bush.

>>32555434
>[x] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

>>32555434
>[x] “Kenji, care to explain to me what these girls are doing on our gear?” ( Bait them into it)

>>32555434
>[X] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

SUP CUNT WHY YOU JACKING OUR SHIT

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>>32555434
>[] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)
You take even another step there little lady and you are going to be in a world of hurt.

>>32555434
>[] “Kenji, care to explain to me what these girls are doing on our gear?” ( Bait them into it)
We don't know if she's the right target just yet.

>>32555434
>[x] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

Enough is enough. She messes with the bull, she gets the horns.

I guess Dogolio didn't like how Georgette shut her down and got back at Spellcaster as soon as she could.

>>32555434
[] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

>>32555434
>[] “Kenji, care to explain to me what these girls are doing on our gear?” ( Bait them into it)
Be Subtle, Be Polite, Strike Hard when they off-balance.

>>32555434

Assist Wendy in suiting up, even if you haven't a clue how in the Hell it works. Show 'em that Spellcaster isn't going to let outsiders tromp all over the FNG.

>>32555434
>[X] “Kenji, care to explain to me what these girls are doing on our gear?” ( Bait them into it)

Kenji's part of the team. Might as well get him involved.

>>32555434
>[] “Kenji, care to explain to me what these girls are doing on our gear?” ( Bait them into it)

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>>32555434
>[x] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)
Other option would probably go over better. But fuck that, I mad.

It's always enjoyable how united we tend to get when witches start fronting on us.

>>32555434
>[x] “Kenji, care to explain to me what these girls are doing on our gear?” ( Bait them into it)

Lets be restrained on this, folks. It's a castle full of witches.

>>32555513
Indeed (offers popcorn)

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>>32555538
Cheerios, mate. we're in-country, now

>>32555538
>Indeed (offers popcorn)
Please don't do that.

>>32555434
>[] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

Where's our SF group at? Can't we have them run interference or something? Or you know keep off squadrons gear... I really can't see any of the foreign matrons giving them orders and having it stick. Well, might just be me.

>>32555434

>Bait them into it

"Hey Wendy. Go grab a bag of popcorn. Things are about to get fun."

>>32555574
No worries, I'll clean up later and I have enough for everyone.

>>32555593
We'll definately have to mention this to our security team. They're here for US, after all, not those foreign witches.

>>32555434
>>[X] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

I know you ain't bout to put on them strikers that don't belong to you.

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>>32555434
[X] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

>>32555478

Also whats the name of the author who does those Cirno drawings. They're cute.

>>32555434
>[x] "Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?" (Address Gabriella directly)
This shit don't fly, literally.

Best night of the week!

>playing Ace Combat Infinity last week
>working on the Aerospace Facility Defense challenge
>one of the names in the lobby is basiscally Frank Revenant
>wind up teammates on Alpha, he's in an F-14
>game begins and wind up datalinking with him
>feel like I'm flying wing for Frank
>take a few rough hits throughout the sortie
>barely manage to survive the mission, 94% damage done to my F-16
>my only regret is not being able to flirt with Slider afterwards

Was that one of you guys?

>>32555654
What do you think of Infinity, so far?

>>32555634
>playing in third person mode

>>32555668
Not same Anon, but pretty fun. Fuel system sucks. About the only compliant after that is the lack air targets at times.

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>>32555536
Correct, messing with a bee nest isn't the smart thing to do but there is a line and that line has been crossed one too many times. We are shaking the nest, we are shaking it real good because those bees are shitheads and need to learn.

>>32555699
Have they not changed how fuel will work since the first Jap and US testing weeks a while back? Is it still where you can only fly 2-3 short missions a day?

>>32555721
One fuel every 4 hours storing up to 3.

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>>32555634
>Rossman
>German/Karsland witch
>flying in Spitfire Strikers with RAF markings

>>32555668
I hate myself for falling into pay to play bullshit, but I splurged on the unlimited campaign ticket and some fuel and have been pretty happy with it. It feels like a proper Ace Combat again and the multiplayer is actually quite fun.

Teaming up with seven other dudes to take on the Aigaigon and its support is super fun, but brutal until you're flying something decent.

>>32555746
Christ. For that I'd rather just pay $60.

>>32555756
its going to be a hot one

>>32555434
>[] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)
Kenji, please

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>>32556051
Look at Kenji. Letting filthy gaijin touching our glorious, katana sharp equipment.

The steel used in our strikers was folded over one thousand times.

Ghost is late. I bet the puppies demanded walkies.

>>32556101

Those aren't puppies.

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[x] “Woah there, witchypants. The fuck do you think you're doing?” ( Address Gabriella directly)

“Woah there, witchypants.” You bark, striding towards the Striker stand, causing Gabriella to freeze in place and the two matrons to turn around. “Just what the Fuck do you think you are doing?”

“Commander Bishop-” one of them starts, and you hold up a finger. “Not now.” You look at Gabreilla again. “You didn't answer.”

“I was told-” She starts, looking surprised and maybe a bit betrayed.

You half turn, keeping your eyes on the Matrons and the Italian Witch on the striker stand. “Flight Lieutenant, did you give these witches permission to use those strikers?”

Wendy looks torn- she clearly wants to please the matrons in front of her, but You're far more immediate- and look far, far angrier than she's apparently willing to deal with. “N-no” She almost whispers, her voice sounding strained.

You nod. “I didn't think so. Get suited up for flight, Lieutenant. You're on Ice's wing.” You order, then look back up at Gabriella. “You. Get down.”

She nods. “I-I'm sorry, I-”

“I don't care.” You cut her off, looking down at the matrons. “When did this seem like it was a good idea?”

1/2 (maybe 3)

>>32555434
>[x] “Kenji, care to explain to me what these girls are doing on our gear?” ( Bait them into it)

We are an officer and a gentleman, when we fuck somebody up, we do it with style.

>>32556087
>filthy gaijin only folding steel one thousand times
Real katana sharp strikers have steel folded over one million times.

“Commander Bishop, this is between witches.” One of them starts, her voice full of indignation. “I expected even you to-”

“No, see, this is internal squadron business. Those strikers aren't Flight Lieutenant Maloney's, they're property of the US Navy and VF-3. Her strikers were gutted by the RAF witches because they're a pack of spiteful cunts that fell over themselves to villanize one of their senior officers after he made enemies with some war heros fifty years ago.” You snarl.

“Gabriella needs the flight time-” The other says, her accent marking her as Italian too, though you don't recognize her- she could be a new arrival, or just passing through, it's honestly hard to tell. “Your Wendy isn't slated to fly against you at all, the capitanio is.”

“The Capitano blew her chance, and last I heard the rematch hasn't been scheduled.” You point out. “And either way, she's not flying in those strikers today, both because they're tomcats, not starfighters, and we can't wait out an acclimatization period and because I want the flight lieutenant in the air today.”

“You should be careful, Lieutenant commander.” She says. “You're making enemies here.”

You shrug. “Like I give a shit. Should I take this to Brigette?” You ask, indicating the SEAL witch across the hangar. She's been watching the whole exchange and nods when you point at her, her face displaying no emotion. “She's here specifically as a security element, and doesn't answer to even Matron O'hare. Do we need to get her involved in this kind of bullshit?”

“We would prefer not to.” The Italian matron says, after a second, pausing to think.

2/3

“So would I.” You say, flatly, noting Wendy's joined you now, her wrist MFD and Headband HUD already on, her Beret stowed in a shirt pocket. You indicate the striker stand with your head. “Get mounted up, start up your preflights.” You order.

The matrons, knowing they lost- and taking a lesson from the few stories of your temper- and how you, too, can hold a grudge, at least have the decency to look sorry. Finally, one of them speaks. “Lieutenant commander, if it means anything, we're sorry. We took advantage of your witch's nature to get Gabriella more flight time. We were hoping she could use it to refine her tactics so we wouldn't have a repeat of the last time.”

[] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”
[] “See to it that it doesn't.”

>>32556158
>not 1 zillion
gaijin imitator, does not understand power of imperial Japan!

>>32556170
Fuck no you wouldn't, cunt.

>>32556190
>[] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

>>32556190
>[] “See to it that it doesn't.”

>>32556190
>[] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

>>32556190
>[X] “See to it that it doesn't.”

I'd be nicer about it if they hadn't talked back.

>>32556190
[x] “See to it that it doesn't.”

Get fucked bitch.

>>32556190
>[x] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

>>32556190
>[x] "Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially."

>>32556190
>[x] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”
Let's be polite at least.

>>32556190
>[x] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

>>32556190
>[] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

Face saving is very important. Give them a way out to retreat and we'll have less trouble in the future.

>>32556190
>Write in: You should apologize to Wendy, not me

>>32556190
>[x] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

We're better than that.

>>32556190
>[x] “See to it that it doesn't.”

The proper response to an ass convering insincere apology.

>>32556191
>Referring to the glorious country of Nippon as 'Japan'
Dirty gaijin

>>32556238

oh.

OHHHHHHHH

I'm >>32556205 and THIISSSS

>>32556190
"Apology accepted so long as you understand that that we should be above petty politics and threats of making enemies here. This is a new war and a new age for everyone - hopefully more of you matrons will start realizing that."

>>32556190
>[x] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

> the Capitano can get flight time at how own expense, not at the expense of one of my witches.

>>32556190
[] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

We made our point. We'll make this our final warning not to mess with us.

>>32556190

>Other

"You and every spiteful bitch she's interacted with took advantage of her nature. You knew full well what you were doing - or I would expect a MATRON to know. I suppose you might not have cared."

>>32556190
>[x] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

>>32556190
>[] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

Show them a little mercy, give them a way out.

>>32556263
n i h o n

>>32556190
>>32556238

Supporting this, this really isn't about us, so much as us supporting our comrade in arms.

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>>32556190
>[x] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”
If it happens again there will be no breaks.
>>32556236
Sun Tzu says and all that jazz.

>>32556190
>[] "Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially."
Or the rest of Spellcaster.

[] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

"Or anybody else, no matter the service. And Gabriela should reconsider if exceeding her strikers maximum speed by some 50% is really a good idea."

No need to piss them off more than we have to. We made our point.

>CAPTCHA: nessee uestilso
Guess we are up for some critter watch too.

>>32556281
see >>32556266

Same message but with integrity and no hate-mongering. We just want to be excellent to one another and fly shit really fast.

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>>32556190
[X] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

>>32556190
>[x] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to witches in my squadron especially.”
Slight adjustment, we're not just backing Wendy here, but all the witches in our squadron. Makes it look less like personal feelings interfering in our duties, and more like pilot putting his foot down on outsiders interfering with squadron operations.

>>32556190

Don't forget to add to not fuck with Gabriella. She's innocent in all of this from what I can gather - just being played by the Matrons like Wendy is.

>>32556335
This.

>>32556298
>Nihon
>Not 日本

>>32556352
I was trying to type that in that funky jap-language font, but it's coming out in normal text for some reason.

>>32556335
Yeah this. Sure Wendy needs some help vs the rest our team but we back everyone up not just Wendy.

>>32556349

They are not fucking with Gabriella, she's just following orders which benefit her.

Why would they fuck with her or hold a grudge? That would make no sense.

>>32556190
[x]"Just get out of my sight, I don't want to deal with your bullshit."

>>32556365

Simply pointing out the Matrons may take it out on Gabriella to save face for this fuck-up. Scapegoat.

>>32556190
>[] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”
Add on >>32556238

Hope you fucks are pleased with chewing Gabriella's ass up over something she didn't know about.

>>32556190
Here >>32556302
Changing to this >>32556335

Fits Fronk better. messed up the links

>>32556335
i can second this.

>>32556331

My write-in is well outweighed, so it's not going to be included in the next story post, but I wouldn't change it right now. I don't find the repeated transgressions acceptable, and it's making me feel quite Papa Bear.

Logically speaking, sure, it's not a good choice politically as a write-in. I choose to enjoy the emotion train for now.

>>32556360
I just copy pasted it from a translator.

>>32556335
I like it.

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>>32556438
was trying to do this, maybe moot broke it
stupid moot
日本ナンバー1

>>32556437
Frank has been tussling with witches and bitches long enough now and has enough built in professionalism that he shouldn't be acting like a vicious cunt because witches are being vicious cunts.

>>32556190
See
>>32556238
because Wendy's the one they need to apologize to.

>>32556521
[x] "If you had apologized to Wendy, it might have meant something."

>>32556820
Needlessly antagonistic. They get the picture, we're pissed. You know the rest of us are leaning towards calming down and dealing with this like adults. Stop trying to have Fronk constantly foaming at the mouth when dealing with matrons.

>>32556913
BUT MATRONS

I CAN FEEL THE RAGE INSIDE... CHANGING ME

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[x] “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen, to Wendy especially.”

You look at them a second before nodding. “Apology accepted, but that shit doesn't happen around here. Especially not to the squadron.” You say, before turning to look at Gabriella- who's dismounted the striker rack and is standing behind the two matrons.

“Capitano Lucchini, I'm looking forward to our rematch.” You say, grinning and holding out a hand. She accepts the handshake in the spirit it's offered- as a conciliatory gesture. “If we had more spare strikers, I'd see about getting you airborne in those, but-”

She nods. “No problem.” She says, her accent lighter than you expected- and her English surprisingly good. “I shouldn't have pushed those old strikers so hard anyway, it was my fault.”

You laugh, shrugging. “Would you believe me if I said I know the feeling?”

“It's only a shame, not much going on in here when everybody's in the air.” She continues. “Maybe your ground crew could use a hand? I like working on engines.”

You shrug. “You'd have to ask the hangar boss back there.” You say, indicating Kenji, “but I can't imagine him saying no.”

She nods, and the three of them head off as Wendy slips her legs into the strikers, disappearing to about mid-thigh in the interface. “You ready to go up there?” You ask, and she nods, reaching for a weapon on it's rack- then flushing in embarrassment when she realizes it's not there.

1/3

Papa Bear guy >>32556281 here, a thought for those of you interested in a more diplomatic solution.

If the matrons are honestly intent on getting Zucchini more air time, wouldn't the squadron have more than one pair of backup Strikers? See if Kenji can prep them for the Italian's use and let Wendy keep 'hers'.

You chuckle. “Force of habit, I know. I'm sticking you with Ice right now, if she doesn't like it, she'll reassign you midair. That ok?” Wendy nods again.

“Alright. I'm mounting up.” you say, noticing Kenji moving off to greet Merlin near the ladderwell door as she enters the hangar next to Mav and Goose.

You actually have to take the time to do a full walkaround- Merlin joins you partway through as Wendy's strikers fire up with a scream, their magical jets drawing their familiar circular pattern on the ground as they begin to utilize the energies fed to them by her.

“Hey Merlin.” You ask, looking up at your own jets- far, far larger than the small strikers, and exponentially more powerful. “How come ours don't do that?”

“D-do what?” She asks, then looks over at the fading symbol on the ground. “Oh. W-well, we're oriented differently a-and they don't use as m-much energy initially. You s-should really ask Tabitha or R-rosalie, they'd be able to t-tell you better.”

“Nah, doesn't matter.” You say, heading up to the nose. “Need a hand?”

2/3

“S-sure. Thanks Frank.” She says, accepting the offered help up to the ladder and climbing aboard, sitting down as you start up the side of your fighter's nose yourself. Her boots and socks drop past you into Kenji's waiting hands as she gets ready for the flight, not being able to wear them and use the magical suite provided for her.

You run through your preflights quickly- only pausing long enough to watch Katya roll out of the hangar with her wingmate- Slider- followed shortly by Ice and Wendy, then Rosalie, Mav, and Goose.

The weather outside is VFR- clear and a million, unusual for this time of year, without a cloud in the sky. The range is supposed to have scattered cloud cover, possibly growing into a rainstorm over the course of the hop, and you plan to keep one ear to the RAF meteorological services, just in case.

Your takeoff is as harsh as you remember, but you're still glad to be in the air. Behind you, Merlin quietly chews on something as she works, her intercom mic toggled open and her main display linked to your right hand MFD- it flashes through various targets, birds, rabbits, a pair of school-age witches on the ground- as she cycles up the powerful sensors of the fighter.

“How are we going to do this, Frank?” She asks, finally done with her work.

[] “She's not going to come up to play in the clear air, so we'll have to go down and get her.”
[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557027
>“Maybe your ground crew could use a hand? I like working on engines.”
And thus she begins operation NTR Merlin

>>32557068
>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557068
>[X] “She's not going to come up to play in the clear air, so we'll have to go down and get her.”

>>32557068
>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557068
>[] “She's not going to come up to play in the clear air, so we'll have to go down and get her.”

>>32557068
>[x] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557068
[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557068
>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557068
>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”
She's going to try and mess with us. Remember, we have all the advantages if we stay high and fast.

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>>32557068
>[x] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557068
>[] "Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an Afghan vet."

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>>32557078
No.

>>32557068
>[x] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557068
>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557068
>>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

I wonder if she'll stay down there the whole time.

>>32557068
>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557068
[x] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

But let's not forget staying power in the air is one of her specialties.

>>32557134

She survived Afghanistan, patience is one thing I bet she's not lacking.

>>32557068
>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”


The other response felt like it would be good for innuendo at some point, but it doesn't seem as tactically sound.

Of course, Slider probably is well aware of what we do and how we fight, so this will be rough either way.

>>32557068
>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”
She chose the mountains for a reason, y'know. Let's not play her own game on her own field.

>>32557068
> [] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557068
>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

>>32557150
You mean Katya, we're up against Katya

>>32557150
>Slider

What?

>>32557178

Yes. I totally meant that. Brain is turning off at the end of the day. Sorry.

>>32557149
Probably.

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>>32557068

[X] “She's not going to come up to play in the clear air, so we'll have to go down and get her.”

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>>32557118
You know that's what's happening anon. and meanwhile Frank is drifting further and further away from her and toward the other slu-squadmates.

What's a young lady to do in such a situation

>>32557078
Kenji's teaching Merlin swordplay. I don't think that'll end well for the Eye-Talian.

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>>32557291
Is that what the kids are calling it, these days?

Fucking Jap touching our daughteru.

>>32557321
Sisteru

>>32557068
>[] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”
>>32557282
Tone it down Miho

>>32557321
Sisteru

>>32557353
>>32557363
DISHONORABRU

>>32557321
Don't forget that the princess is "teaching swordplay" to our actual little sister.

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>>32557282
And thus began the second Barin-Gnome war, as the squadron, followed shortly by much of the visiting witches begin brawling over who gets the Gnome.

except the twins who double yandere Fronk's brother

>>32557451
Lewd.

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>>32557468
>Nixon's face when Fronk's Yandere Squad begins coalescing

>>32557468
I thought it was his cousin?

>>32557506
He is.

>>32557468
Pretty sure there's at least one more gnome at Barin at the moment.

>>32557536
Mack is taken.

>>32557536
Kenji? There aren't many males on base right now that aren't ground crew IIRC

although it would explain why Merlin fell for him...girl's got an itch for the gnome

>>32557536
Pretty sure any and all gnomes have been taken. Expect Frank.

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>>32557570
"Taken" is just the title of a movie for yanderes.

>>32557642
Taken is just a challenge to King of the Hill

>>32557363
You should know this:
Imouto
FTFY

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[x] “Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom. I don't want to play around terrain with a witch, let alone an ahfgan vet.”

“Unless she comes up, it'll have to be straight boom and zoom.” You say, looking at the mountain range in the distance. “I'd ranter not play around terrain with a witch, especially an Ahfgan vet.”

“We're tied in with AWACS.” Merlin announces. “but they're just controlling the exercise, not giving us intercept information. I'm getting sporadic transient hits down among the mountains, but at this range I can't pinpoint anything, sorry Frank.”

You don't respond- you don't need to, Merlin knows you well enough by now to know she doesn't have to say sorry, and she's just doing it out of habit at this point. You enter the range complex and the controller- a one star general with the RAF, flying aboard the AWACS, calls game on- totally unnecessary, you think, though you can't complain.

“Got her!” Merlin calls out- a split second before you do. “Ten o'clock low, coming around the mountains there. She's seen us.”

“Yeah, she's trying to bait us.” you say, watching your friend and opponent's almost lazy turns around the terrain, letting you just catch sight of her before she turns around another peak. “She's too high up. Damn what I'd give for missiles.”

1/2

Still, you have to do something, and that something is to make high speed passes on her- you only have to get lucky once, you think- though the same thing applies to her. Still, you observe her for a minute more before planning your attack, gradually advancing the throttles and honking the fighter into a brutal left turn as she disappears around a mountain again.

You haven't started your dive, yet- you're waiting for her to pop back out before you do, though you've already got a good idea of where she's going to be when she does. Sure enough she does- tossing one look back over her shoulder to spot you, ready to continue waiting to pounce on you when you get tired of playing her game.

You could almost swear you see her eyes get about as wide as dinner plates and her pupils contract to pinpoints as your wyvern comes barreling out of the sky on afterburner plumes hundreds of feet long, pointed squarely at her chest.

To her credit, she rolls away from your gunsights- accursed fixed forward weapons being your one true weakness- and begins to scream hell bent for leather for the hard deck, well below the cliffs.

[] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.
[] She's not coming up and we've got her defensive, we can't let up the pressure!

>>32557882
>[] She's not coming up and we've got her defensive, we can't let up the pressure!
IDK WHAT I AM DOING!

>>32557882
[] Break off! We do not want to follow her down

Victory through a thousand bounces.

>>32557882
>[] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.
Yea, no Katya.

>>32557882
>[] She's not coming up and we've got her defensive, we can't let up the pressure!

>>32557882
>[] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.

>>32557882
>[] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.
KEEP THE ENERGY ADVANTAGE

>>32557882
>[] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.

Nope. You're going need to come up and dance with us lady.

>>32557882
[X] She's not coming up and we've got her defensive, we can't let up the pressure!
If it fails we've still got the speed of the dive.

>>32557882
>[] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.
But be careful on breaking off, don't want to catch a belly full of lead.

>>32557882
>[x] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.

>>32557882
>[x] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.

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>>32557882
>[x] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.
Be careful, she may take a shot at us.

>>32557882
>[X] She's not coming up and we've got her defensive, we can't let up the pressure!

>>32557882
>[x] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.
"Katyaaaaaa. Come up to plaaaaaayyy"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwwY9y6O3hw

>>32557882
[] Break off! We do not want to follow her down

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>>32557882

[X] She's not coming up and we've got her defensive, we can't let up the pressure!

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>>32557962

>>32557882
http://youtu.be/vC1EwijD598
Katya vs. Fronk?

How long can the wyvern stay in the air compared to a witch? What's the relative endurance?

>>32558191
>>[x] Break off! We do not

More like https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PseSGiek5-M

Katya: It is not over yet!
Frank: Damn!

>>32558310
Longer than a practice fight like this will take.

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>>32558310
Katya's not a good comparison. She's got freakish endurance. I think, but am not at all sure, that the wyvern has slightly longer single-tank range. The major difference, however, is that we can mid-air refuel, and witches can't, no matter how adorable this picture is

>>32558358
Especially since it's Katya.

>>32558310
Do you really want to circle the battlefield for like +20 hours not doing shit and declare "victory" that way?

>>32558414
I would do it for a laugh.

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>>32558445

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>>32558458

>>32558414
I'd chalk that up as a win in a real world battle. Force a witch down in no man's land/enemy territory?

>>32558414
No way a fighter is fuel efficient enough to loiter for 20 hours even at optimal altitude. A prop plane would though.

>>32558475
That's actually an interesting question. Do witches have any glide once their juju runs out, or do they just drop?

>>32558496
I think that, as their sparkles fade, they kinda just start losing altitude until they land.

>>32558496
Deploy bat wings.

>>32558496
considering a witch is about as aerodynamic as some one hang gliding with cement shoes id imagine that they would drop

>>32558475
>>32558414
Shows a grasp of tactics. In a real life situation we probably wouldn't play in the dirt with a witch unless it were mission critical. We'd either box her up until our own witches could deal with her, bait her into coming up and playing with us, or withdraw.

>>32557882
>She's not coming up and we've got her defensive, we can't let up the pressure!

Emulate the shark twins.

Follow at a moderate but ominous distance behind her.

Close enough to reach out and touch her with our guns, far enough to dodge if she tries to shoot us.

Make her sweat.

>>32558475
>>32558551
And guess what? That's not the point of these trials.

Do it quick or do it slow, at the end of the day, we've got to fuck the shit up of anyone they send up against us.

>>32558496
I read it as magic is their energy--all scenes of magic depletion have had exhaustion of similar magnitude. I think if they literally run dry, they pass out cold. See Katya's defection.

>>32558496
I think they are trained to know to save enough juju to pull off a massive shield on landing when nearly spent.

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[x] Break off! We do not want to follow her down.

You curse under your breath, pulling the stick back into your stomach and pulling the fighter out of it's dive- losing track of Katya behind your fighter's nose- though you're hoping you can separate fast enough that she won't be able to reverse it on you.

It seems, though, that last time she tangled with you, she was sandbagging- you roll the fighter to the right, dancing neatly around the stream of tracers- then cursing and having to kick in yaw, pivoting your nose off the vertical as her second burst nearly finds you.

Now parallel to the ground, Katya latches on from below- Her borrowed M60 spitting lead as she chases you across the sky, forcing you to use the terrain as much as you can in an effort to break away and re-engage.

She, clearly, doesn't plan to let you go, and she's staying far enough back that you can't attempt to dump speed and get behind her.

Forced defensive, you're still able to gain room on her, slowly clawing away from the witch.

“Break right!” Merlin cries- you slam the fighter into a hard turn, twisting your head to the left and watching the tracers float away from you. Unfortunately, the move costs you airspeed- Katya's able to regain the lost distance, forcing you to work just to stay in the air.

“Merlin I've had about enough of this shit.” You grunt.

“She's still behind us.” Merlin calls. “Low and to the left!”

[] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.
[] We can dive away, but it's risky as hell.

>>32558655
>[x] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.

>>32558655
>[X] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.

>>32558655
>[] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.

>>32558655
>[] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.
A good offense is the best defence.

Time to turn the table and fuck her shit up.

>>32558655
[] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.

>>32558655
>[] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.

>>32558655
>[] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.

>>32558655
>[] We can dive away, but it's risky as hell.
Risky is our modus operandi. GNOME.

>>32558655
[] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.

>>32558655
waitwaitwait

What did Katya sortie with? Just the M60 or additional backup weaponry?

We do NOT want to try and reverse when suddenly she pulls her secondary on us.

>>32558655
[x] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.

>>32558655
>Katya riding our ass
...Do we have flares? Dump countermeasures, hope it causes a moment's distraction so we can break away?

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>>32558655

[X] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.

>>32558714
I'd really rather not get caught hugging the ground against her...although playing it cautious hasn't gone much better thus far...
>>32558745
This...is a REALLY good question

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[x] Tell me when she reloads, let's see if we can reverse this.

“Don't lose her, Merlin!” You bark, flying by as much instinct as anything else, trying to keep Katya in your line of sight- with limited success. “Tell me when she goes for a reload!”

You roll over another burst, this one shorter than the last- she must be getting low on ammo, now. She's backing off too, so she must be ready to go for a reload.

“She's dropped the box!” Merlin calls, meaning Katya's dropped the ammunition box fitted to the side of witch model M60s. “I don't see a belt- I think she's dry, frank!”

Even if she is, you doubt that she's completely defenseless, and she's left enough space to react if you shoot for a reversal- so you hit your countermeasures release, dropping a cloud of chaff and flares in her path before chopping both your throttles to idle, near shutoff, and yanking your stick back again. A vapor cloud forms around your nose as your fighter pitches up, your speed savagely bleeding away from you as you do.

Katya, instead of shooting past, instead skids right, changing her path of travel to be perpendicular to yours- breaking away to reload. Funny that she thinks that should work.

You pivot your nose around again, your fighter describing a quarter cartwheel as it does so, your massive thrust vectored jets rebuilding your energy almost without a pause. Katya, still reloading, dives, heading back for the relative protection of the mountain ranges.

[] Ahahaha, nope.
[] Fine. Let's see how good you really are.

>>32559182
>[] Fine. Let's see how good you really are.

>>32559182
>[] Fine. Let's see how good you really are.

She wants guns, we can go for guns too.

>>32559182
>[] Ahahaha, nope.
Boom her, then zoom climb out of there. Don't get caught tangling low with her

>>32559182
>[] Ahahaha, nope

Not today.

>>32559182
>[X] Ahahaha, nope.

>>32559182
>[x] Ahahaha, nope.
We're the King of the Sky, in our natural arena.

>>32559182
>[] Ahahaha, nope.
Tricky witches are tricky same reasoning we didnt dive head first into this mess, just see what she does.

>>32559182
>[] Ahahaha, nope.
I rather avoid the Gnome juice for now, if we play it her way we may be forced to do so

>>32559182
>[] Ahahaha, nope.
Screw that. Show her who she's messing with.

>>32559182
[x] Ahahaha, nope.

Yeah, nah.

>>32559182
>[] Fine. Let's see how good you really are.

Shes out of ammo now, lets go.

>>32559182
[x] Ahahaha, nope.

>>32559182
>[x] Fine. Let's see how good you really are.

GNOOOOOOMMMMEEEE

>>32559182
[] Ahahaha, nope.

>>32559182
>[] Ahahaha, nope.