>>34955574
>> Pull yourself out, this does sound important
It's probably actually urgent, if it's not we'll kill him, simple as that

>>34955574
>"WHAT?"

>>34955574
>> Pull yourself out, this does sound important
We shall sacrifice ourself so the Commander can be lazy.

>>34955574
>Nah, let the Jeep Jockey knock
Are the air raid horns sounding? No? Then JJ can fuck right off.

>>34955574
>> Pull yourself out, this does sound important
Duty comes first.

>>34955574
> Are you sure that's wise, Commander?

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>>34955574
>> Nah, let the Jeep Jockey knock

> Pull yourself out, this does sound important

You start wriggling out of the Commander’s grasp. “Pilot…”

“He said it was urgent,” you say as you gently hold her hands away. She groans a bit, but then settles for hugging her pillow. You pat yourself down then stand up. At least you are fully dressed, which means the Jeep Jockey might not get the wrong impression. You certainly would not want anyone thinking you were some common whore!

Though, in the case of the Commander…

You open up the door to see the Jeep Jockey, waiting around in his frost covered trenchcoat and helmet, with goggles over his eyes. He seems to have come over in a rush. “Rookie?” He pulls his goggles up, revealing quite the contrast between the clean skin around the eyes and the dirtied cold skin around the rest of the face. “The hell are you doing here?”

You blink. Hm. “I slept with the Commander.”

…

“Oh.” The Jeep Jockey looks around, awkwardly. “Well- uh. More power to you then uh…” He holds up an envelope. “Orders from General Blackstone.”

You take it. “What’s so urgent about it?”

He leans in, carefully. “Rumor has it Roy’s working on some big push around the south. That’s all I know.” He shrugs, placing his hands in his pockets. “Anyway, later, Rooks.” He quickly tousles your hair before leaving. Hey! Nobody can do that to your hair!

Except Daphne and the Commander but they’re exceptions!

The Commander rises, yawning and stretching her arms out.

> Hand the letter to the Commander and head out
> Help the Commander with her morning routine
> Write in

>>34955937
This boner is a boner FREEDOM.

>>34955959
>> Help the Commander with her morning routine
Putting clothes on a girl is just as hot as taking them off don't you know

>>34955959
>> Help the Commander with her morning routine
I just wanna snoop on the orders.

>>34955959
>Help the Commander with her morning routine

>>34955985
>Putting clothes on a girl is just as hot as taking them off don't you know
ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: Acquire new fetish

>>34955937
OH MY.

>>34955959
> Help the Commander with her morning routine

>>34955937
Noice

>>34955959
>> Help the Commander with her morning routine
Maybe see if Daphne has a point about the whole hair smelling thing.

>>34955959
>> Help the Commander with her morning routine

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> Help the Commander with her morning routine

You quickly place her jacket on her shoulders. “Oh, thank you, Pilot,” says the Commander as she starts to pull on her trouser. You place down a plate of bread and jam for her as well. “Thank you, Pilot.” You hand her the letter. “Thank you, Pilot.”

You pull a hairbrush from her footlocker then start brushing her hair as she begins reading.

“Hm…” The Commander chews on her bread, reading intently as you brush her soft locks. Hm. You take a curious sniff. Wow, it smells excellent! “Pilot, did you just sniff my hair?”

“… no,” you say quietly as you go back to brushing it. “Um, what does the letter say?”

The Commander grunts. “It says we’re to keep alert for Neuroi Units coming from the northeast. Apparently, Karlsland Resistance radios have been jammed, but they’ve been reporting that it is mostly mechanical failure. General Blackstone seems to be skeptical.”

You nod. “Ah, orders, then Commander?”

She sighs. “None in particular,” she says. “Thank you for helping me, Pilot.” She looks behind herself and smiles at you. “And thank you for spending the night with me.”

You smile at her. “It was my pleasure!”

> Return to the Barracks
> Stay with the Commander a little while longer, she might need something
> Hit the Showers
> Write in

>>34956380
>> Stay with the Commander a little while longer, she might need something

>>34956380
>> Return to the Barracks
We did sleep in our uniform, we should get a fresh pair on.

>>34956380
> Return to the Barracks

>>34956380
>> Hit the Showers
Go take care of yourself Rookie

>>34956380
>> Hit the Showers
No smelly Rookie today!

>>34956380
>> Hit the Showers

>>34956380
> Hit the Showers

> Hit the Showers

You let the hot water rush over your face. Aaaaahhhh… Bliss!

Then the water stops. Damn it. The non-perks of living on a military base. Limited water.

You quickly wring the shampoo out of your hair and start drying yourself. Still, the Commander! You giggle a bit at that. Oh, the joys of your relationship in the future!

> “Ohoho~, Maxine! Your bikini is lovely!”
> “Oh, yes, yes, but it is a bit tight! Oh, Pilot! Could you rub some suntan lotion on me! I’ll just get this off really quick!”
> “OH YES-“
> “Um- um. Rookie!”
> “What do you want, little boy?”
> “I brought the suntan lotion you wanted-“
> “Finally! Now, here, wear this!”
> “But- That’s for girls!”
> “I KNOW! WEAR IT-“

Your fantasies are getting weirder. You start towards the door of the showers, but run into Carla. Her tanned skin is a bit dirty, but she is hiding quite the impressive bust beneath that small towel of hers. “Oh, Rookie. Morning.”

“Hello, Carla! Were you just coming to shower?” you ask.

“Yeah.” She holds up a shower token. “Did you want to join me?”

> Sure
> No thanks
> Write in

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>>34956830

> Sure

Extra shower water must be like getting a shot of heroin to follow up on that crack cocaine, if we're talking army rationing.

>>34956830
>> No thanks

>>34956830
> Sure

>>34956830
>> Sure
Why not

>>34956830
>> Sure
Rook, please control yourself.

>>34956830
> Sure
Geez, Rook. Must be something in the water.

>>34956830
>Sure
Carla is a good girl, Rookie is a pervert. My kinda pervert.

>>34956830
Rookie's lewd is back in full force

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>>34957072
I think whatever Best Girl did to her supercharged Rook's lewd.

> Sure

Ah yes the hot shower resumes! You and Carla stand next to each other, basking in the hot water. You don’t tell you just showered though, you might kill the moment. “So, Carla. How are you and Karen doing?”

Carla smiles. “Oh, buono. Karen especially is getting better with her throwing. I’m going to be showing her how to make her own explosives soon.” She sighs. “Won’t be fun for someone as nearsighted as her, but it should be alright.”

You nod. “That’s good.” You look up and down Carla’s body. Wow, that’s… she’s actually quite well toned, and that Venezian skin tone as well. And those legs! “I must say, Carla. You keep in good shape.”

“Ha!” Carla thumps her chest, proud. “We Venezians keep ourselves in better shape than our Romagnan cousins to the south! While they’re flying those piddly little Centauros and Fiats, we are taking to the sky in the Sparvieros! The predators!” She giggles a bit. “Still though, I kinda miss Venezia, hope I can visit once I get leave.”

“It is a nice country,” you say.

“Say, Rookie.” You look at her. “I got a question for you. I saw you last night with the Commander and all.” Oh boy, here we go. “You know, I- I know you like her and stuff. I just…” She rubs at her wet hair a bit. “Never took you for… going that far.”

> “We didn’t have sex!”
> “Oh, yes, the Commander was quite the bedmates!”
> “Are you saying I’m a slut? Because I’m not!”
> Write in

>>34957252
>> Write in
> Nothing of note happened, she needed comfort after Johannes deployed.

>>34957252
>“Are you saying I’m a slut? Because I’m not!”
We're refined as fuck you stupid plebeian.

>>34957252
>> “We didn’t have sex!”
No matter how much Rookie wants it, apparently she's never even gotten her first kiss

>>34957300
Rookie confirmed for NTR'ing homewrecker.

>>34957252

>>34957300
This, we were her teddy bear, not her lover.

>>34957252
> “We didn’t have sex!”
Anyone else getting a thread closed message on quick reply?

>>34957252
> “We didn’t have sex!”
> "...tell me how to get in her pants!"

>>34957252
> “Are you saying I’m a slut? Because I’m not!”
>I've never even kissed anybody

>>34957346
Yeah, site's been acting odd today.

>>34957252
>> “We didn’t have sex!”
and
>>34957300

>>34957252
>> “Are you saying I’m a slut? Because I’m not!”
"I will not wear her until we are wed!"

> “We didn’t have sex!”
> Write in

You shake your head. “We didn’t have sex!” Regrettably.

Carla blinks. “Oh, well, I just assumed-“

“No, she… she needed some comfort after Johannes’ deployment,” you say. “She used me like a teddy bear.”

“That must have been adorable,” says Carla. She giggles a bit. She lathers up her body with a bit of soap. “I tell you what, Rookie. Sometimes, Karen pulls that too. Occasionally she gets a nightmare or something and I have to be her security blanket.” She giggles further. “Ehehe… Karen’s still a bit of a kid. Still higher ranked than you.”

“Don’t remind me,” you say.

“Yeah.” Carla sighs. “I tell you what though, Rookie. I do worry for everyone in this Squadron, you included.” You blush a little at that. Carla really cares for you? “I mean, we have to look out for each other you know? I keep things steady and smooth, and… yeah.”

> Do you ever miss the Venezian Air Force?
> I’m glad you’re looking out for us.
> Help Carla wash
> Write in

>>34957622
>> I’m glad you’re looking out for us.
>> Help Carla wash

>>34957622
>> I’m glad you’re looking out for us.
>> Particularly your cooking.

>>34957622
>> I’m glad you’re looking out for us.
>> Help Carla wash
Carla is also a good girl

>>34957622
> Do you ever miss the Venezian Air Force?
> Help Carla wash

>>34957622
>> I’m glad you’re looking out for us.
>> Help Carla wash
Everyone is a good girl. Even the yanks in their own ways.

>>34957622
>> I’m glad you’re looking out for us.
>> Help Carla wash
Help her wash THOROUGHLY. Best Girl's brainwashing demands it.

>>34957622
Make sure we comment on how "smooth" she is and possible wonder out loud "how they got so big"

>>34957726
>Everyone is a good girl. Even the yanks in their own ways.
It's sure going to be sad when they all die

> I’m glad you’re looking out for us.
> Help Carla wash

“I’m glad you’re looking out for us, Carla.” You smile, holding up a wet rag. “Here, let me look out for you this one time.” You press against her back, surprising her.

“Oh!” She stiffens a bit. “Well- thanks, Rookie! I could just-“

“No, no,” you say. “It is the least I could do after all!”

Plus, you really want to get an idea for how smooth Carla’s body is. And it really IS smooth. Oh goodness, and her breasts as well. They nearly rival Commander Bucholz’s. How they got so big-

“Uh, Rookie.” You blink. Huh? “Why are you grabbing my breasts?”

You look. Oh. You are grabbing her. You slowly pull away, grinning nervously. Carla rolls her eyes, huffing a bit with a smile on her face. At least she’s taking it in good stride.

…

…

With your shower done, Carla puts on her uniform and her peaked cap at its usual tilted position on her head. She smiles at you. “Well, good shower, Rooks!”

You nod. “So where’s Karen?”

“Patrol flight with Daphne.” She shrugs at that. “They’ll be back in a couple of hours hopefully. Anyway…” She checks her watch. “I got a few errands to run in the kitchen. See you round.” She waves goodbye, stepping into the snow.

You sigh. What now?

> Wait in the hangar for Daphne and Karen to come back
> Go to the Barracks, Rachel, Daisy, and Vera should be in there.
> Head into the Kitchen with Carla
> Go visit Commander Bucholz in her Office
> Write in

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>>34958056
>> Go to the Barracks, Rachel, Daisy, and Vera should be in there.
Need to grope everyone today. Best Girl demands it.

>>34958056
> Go to the Barracks, Rachel, Daisy, and Vera should be in there.

>>34958056
> Go to the Barracks, Rachel, Daisy, and Vera should be in there.

I wanna know how comfy Vera is.

>>34958056
>> Go to the Barracks, Rachel, Daisy, and Vera should be in there.
Time to see Vera

>>34958056
>>> Go to the Barracks, Rachel, Daisy, and Vera should be in there.
Time to see Vera and get bullied!

>>34958031
This isn't Mecha Musume, German is not an asshole, that is not going to happen. No suffering, only canon style witch antics.

>>34958074
>Best Girl demands it.
But anon, Daphne wouldn't want us to do that sort of thing, let alone demand it of us.

This is a joke. All girls are valid best girls. Love needs no defence.

>>34958150
To be honest I was surprised Rookie healed so well after the prison break: even Sakamoto had to take some time to heal each time she was injured. I bet Best Girl put a core in Rook, making her the first person to be inside of Rookie...

>>34958056
>> Go to the Barracks, Rachel, Daisy, and Vera should be in there.

Yo Schteel how do you feel about that new movie, Fury?

>>34958202
>I bet Best Girl put a core in Rook
MAXIMUM LEWD.

>>34958215
Haven't seen it yet, waiting for it to come out on DVD or when my family gets around to wanting to watch it in theatres.

From the trailers, it looks like a bunch of jingo-istic junk but holy hell Tiger tanks! AND FUCKING SHERMANS! AND SOME GUY WITH AN MP44! Not so excited for Shia LaBoeuf but BRAD PITT!

>>34958278
I wanted to see it until I saw tanks getting into point blank dogfights like a certain poorly-coded free to play game.

>>34958229
Even more lewd. Best Girl shared some of her own core with Rookie.

>>34958324
Honestly looks like yet another american WWII action movie with pretensions of seriousness to me. I may be a tad cynical though.

>>34958324
>point blank dogfights like a certain poorly-coded free to play game
>dat final fight in LGA
Kek

>>34958390
I think I heard something about Oorai vs. Anzio and tank fencing?

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> Go to the Barracks, Rachel, Daisy, and Vera should be in there.

You open up the door to the barracks and walk on in. Rachel and Daisy slumber together under their sheets, cuddling with one another. D’aw, that’s sweet. You kneel down by your footlocker and start changing into a new uniform. Your old one is pressed, wrinkled, and other stuff. You need to iron your good clothes soon. That’s not going to hold if you just leave it.

You yawn a bit as you button up your new blouse and then pull up your trouserhose. It’s hugging your bottom cheeks a bit. You hope it doesn’t rip. Maybe you should get bigger ones next time.

Hm. You look down the row of beds. Where’s Vera? You look out the window, and out there you see a little structure of snow. Is that igloo? You grab your coat and your hat and walk out there.

Sure enough, it is an igloo, of some sort. It’s more like a little box made of snow. You peak your head in to see Vera, reading a book quietly in a little room of snow and ice. “Vera?”

She looks up. “Oh, hi, Rookie.” She goes back to reading.

“… what’s with the igloo?” you ask.

She sighs. “We used to make these all the time as a kid when the winter came around, the snow seemed deep enough so I figured I would…” She scratches the back of her head. “Feels like home.”

> “Can I join you?”
> “You need to make this bigger!”
> “Ah, well, I will leave you alone then.”
> Write in

>>34958425
>> “Can I join you?”
What's she reading?

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>>34958425
>> “Can I join you?”
Time for lewds.

>>34958425
>> “Can I join you?”

>>34958408
Yup, its a thing. Alas I have no gif to post.

>>34958425
>> “Can I join you?”
Vera is just too cute.

>>34958425
Igloos always looked like fun

>>34958408
That was the OVA yes

>>34958425
> “Can I join you?”

>>34958425
>> “You need to make this bigger!”

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>>34958339
Neuroi Girl spotted a mortally wounded Rookie, and felt her core flip flop for some strange reason. She didn't know why it did so, but she knew that this girl needed to survive. So, she split her core in half and gave it to Rookie, allowing it to merge with her own heart and regenerate her wounds.

As time went on Neuroi Girl felt a strong connection to Rookie, knowing when she would be in trouble and what she was feeling. As she betrayed her own kind to ensure that Rookie would be able to rescue her friends, Neuroi Girl realized that what she was experiencing was love.

For months Neuroi Girl tried to get in contact with Rookie, to let her know what she discovered, but she was too far behind human lines. Finally, she was able to see her beloved Rookie, but was forced to flee due to the presence of the black suited men.

Finally, Rookie was back in Gallia, back to where Neuroi Girl could reach her. Maybe she could finally communicate to Rookie how she felt! So she crept into the base, trying her best to remain undetected...

... And saw Rookie, lying together with another witch, looking the happiest Neuroi Girl had ever seen her. Neuroi Girl felt her remaining half of her core tremble, and could not identify the despair that flooded her systems.

> “Can I join you?”

You smile. “Can I join you?”

Vera blinks. “Oh, um. Sure. Try and squeeze in.” You bend down, onto your knees, then start crawling through the entrance. Gotta make sure your hindquarters don’t catch on anything. Sure enough though, you’re in!

It’s a tight squeeze though, Vera ends up sitting between your legs, and then she continues reading. “Quite a cozy little home you have, Vera,” you say.

“Well, I made it for one person or two if I really like the other person,” says Vera.

Hm. That’s comforting. You can feel Vera rest her head on your bust, continuing to read what appears to be a fantasy novel. “What book is that?” you ask.

“The Hobbit,” she says. “I like it. It is a story about a very small person doing very large things.”

> “So like you?”
> Hug Vera and read along with her
> “You think we can make this igloo bigger?”
> Write in

>>34958767
Damnit, now I'm sad. Thanks a lot, asshole.

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>>34958425

Technically, a snow hut is called a Quinzhee.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quinzhee

>“You need to make this bigger!”

WITCH FORTS HO

I wonder if witches with cat familiars are more prone to making forts.

>>34958836
>> Hug Vera and read along with her
Vera is cute, maybe even the cutest

>>34958836
> “So like you?”
> Hug Vera and read along with her

>>34958836
>> “So like you?”
>> Hug Vera and read along with her


I wanna hug Vera more....

>>34958856
>cat familiars are more prone to making forts.
What about beaver, termite or spider familiars?

>>34958836
>> “So like you?”
>> Hug Vera and read along with her

>>34958852
I aim to please.

>>34958836
>> Hug Vera and read along with her
Stop that you damn adorable Orussian, my heart cannae take it.

>>34958767
You be quiet. Neuroi-tan is a good girl who understands the importance of installing cores on all the witches.

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>>34958895
>beaver

That's such an awful joke to make that I'm amazed nobody's made it yet.

>termite or spider familiars

i have no words to describe how fucked up you must be to even contemplate such horrors

why

WHY

>>34958836
> “You think we can make this igloo bigger?”

>>34958962
>i have no words to describe how fucked up you must be to even contemplate such horrors
I'm the same anon who suggested the sea cucumber witch a few threads ago. But I can't be the only one here who thinks of this kind of stuff

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>>34958962
Spiders are cutest.

>>34958956
Then obviously Rookie's lewdness is her helping Neuroi Girl by preparing the girls for core insertions.

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>>34958836
>Hug Vera and read along with her

Read the atmosphere. The shelter is just the way she wants it.

>>34959039
>sea cucumber

i don't even

>>34959099
6/10 okay 2hu

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>>34959164
I SAID spiders are the cutest!

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>>34959200

You're not playing fair, now. Those itty bitty black jumping spiders that are so small their legs are sucked up against their body are the only spider I've ever seen that's legitimately cute. Its the only kind I make a point of not bothering. They just chill on your window ledge and hunt flies.

>>34959164
I'm still rather partial to conjoined-twin-who-died-in-the-womb familiar.

> “So like you?”
> Hug Vera and read along with her

You wrap your arms around Vera and pull her close. “So like you, Vera?” Ohoho~, so clever of you!

Vera leans back further on your bust. “Perhaps.” She sighs a bit. “I just wish I were like Bilbo Baggins in this book. Getting to go on big adventures, even while he’s small.”

“But you do go on big adventures,” you say. “You have us, the 509th. We’re on the big adventure to destroy the Neuroi and keep humanity safe. Is that not enough?”

Vera furrows her brow. “I wish I could have a ring that would make me invisible. That would solve so many of my problems.” Oh her.

Daphne and Karen pop their heads into the entrance. “Oh, there you are, Darling!” You smile at the two of them. “Me and Karen here were wondering what this snow fort was doing here. Now we know!”

> “Come join us!”
> “Alright, let’s get out then, Vera.”
> “Any news from the front?”
> Write in

>>34959301
What.

>>34959305
>> “Any news from the front?”
Igloo is full

>>34959305
> “Any news from the front?”

>>34959305
> “Any news from the front?”

>>34959305
>> “Any news from the front?”
Do not upset tiny adorable Orussian.

>>34959305
> “Come join us!”
I'm sure there's space somewhere.

>>34959305
> “Any news from the front?”

Write in: Hug Vera more.

>>34959305
>“I just wish I were like Bilbo Baggins in this book. Getting to go on big adventures, even while he’s small.”
Wasn't Bilbo incredibly resistant aginst even setting out on an adventure in the first place?
> “I wish I could have a ring that would make me invisible. That would solve so many of my problems.”
Enjoy your demonic possession.
>“Come join us!”

>>34959305
>> “Come join us!”
> “Any news from the front?”
Get three gropings at once! Best Girl's plan is coming along nicely... just the two [s]easiest[/s] Liberions after this!

>>34959305
>“Any news from the front?”

We shall not be evicted so easily.

>>34959366
Quit shattering Vera's dreams.

>>34959366
Doesn't mean he didn't pull off some world changing shit.

> “Any news from the front?”

“Is there any news from the front?”

Karen adjusts her glasses. “There are rumors of Neuroi advances but other than that, there is nothing reliable.”

Ah, rumors.

Daphne smiles. “I like your igloo, did you make this?”

You shake your head, immediately tousling the hair on Vera’s head. “Vera did.”

“And I am proud of it as an Orussian should be!” says Vera.

Carla pokes her head in. “Hey you guys! Lunch is on! Vera, come out of your hidey-hole there!”

“No!” Vera buries her face in her book. “Your authority is not recognized in Fort Nevsky Prospekt!”

Carla sighs. “Come on, Vera. I’m trying something new today. You might like it!”

> “Just bring the lunch to us.”
> “Come on, Vera, let’s go.”
> Write in

>>34959666
>> “Just bring the lunch to us.”

I refuse to end the cuddles.

>>34959666
>> “Come on, Vera, let’s go.”
Eating lunch with everyone is fun

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>>34959666
> “Just bring the lunch to us.”

Our cossack. Nobody else's cossack.

>>34959666
>“Come on, Vera, let’s go.”
The cuddly Orussian in an igloo is great, but socialising over Carla-dinner beats it, and a growing girl needs to eat well.

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>>34959666
>> “Just bring the lunch to us.”

>>34959666
> “Come on, Vera, let’s go.”

>>34959666
>> “Just bring the lunch to us.”

>>34959666
> “Just bring the lunch to us.”

>>34959764
uhm, Anon...
Given the angle that picture is taken from, wouldn't our hips be at spinning blade height?

Death by propeller is not my fetish.

>>34959897
They're magic propellers anon. They don't hurt.

Plus, she's probably turned them off and you just need to catch her.

>>34959954
Also I don't think she has propellers. I think they use jets for their strikers.

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I'm - I'm sorry.

I have to - to go.

They're calling.

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>>34960044
The spiders?

> “Just bring the lunch to us.”

You sigh. “Just bring the lunch to us, will you?” Vera smiles, snuggling up closer to you. Ah, the girl likes you even more now!

Carla tilts her head. “You sure, Rooks?”

“Yes, I am sure!” you say. “Unless you want to expand this igloo.”

They all shrug in laziness. “Alright,” says Carla. “Well, we’ll be back in a bit with your lunch. See you.” They all leave the entrance, and you hear their soft footsteps in the snow drift off until they are drowned out by propellers and other ambience.

Vera smiles. “I love having my own snow house! I used to do this with my friends before the war.” She sighs. “Those were the days.”

“Well, I admire your crafting work on this, Vera,” you say. “It is quite sturdy.”

Vera looks up at you. “The snow is as smooth as Hermine’s forehead!” She sighs blissfully at that. “… forehead. But anyway!” She goes back to reading. “Back to reading and cuddling with my most favorite Rookie.”

> Relax and take a nap
> Tickle Vera
> Converse with Vera (Topic?)
> Write in

>>34960130
>> Converse with Vera (Topic?)
What was her home like?

>>34960130
>> Converse with Vera (Topic?)
Does tiny Orussian have a thing for Hermine? Or her forehead at least?

>>34960208
It's good taste

>>34960130
>> Converse with Vera (Topic?)
Ask about her home. Her mother built her strikers, yes? Where is she now?

>>34960130
this >>34960256

>>34960208
Vera is cute, so she's allowed to have bad taste in something.

> Converse with Vera

You rest your chin on her head. “Say, Vera. What was Orussia like, back home?”

“Oh, it is beautiful country in all seasons,” says Vera as she reads. “Rivers which flow with cool clear waters, forests so tall that you cannot even see the clouds in the sky, and mountains as high as birds! Perhaps I can show you around, it is a big country bluntly speaking but the cities are beautiful as well.”

“Oh, that would be lovely,” you say.

“Besides that…” Vera leans her head back. “My mother is busy working in the factories, my Uncle and my Father are in the Guards Rifles if I recall correctly. They are working hard to keep the motherland safe. I would not have it any other way, except for one, without war.”

“Of course.” You pat her on the head. “It must have been tough the first few years.”

“It was,” she says. “Not enough food to go around, men freezing to death from lack of shelter. Neuroi pillaging our villages and our homes. It was a mess. But I am glad to have found the 509th. It is peaceful here.” You smile at that. Little Vera’s found a nice home at least.

Carla pokes her head in with two plates of piping hot ravioli. “Lunch.” She hands it off to you and Vera. Excellent! “You guys not going to have lunch with us in the barracks? Your food might get cold.”

> Yeah, lets head in
> Nope, we’re staying
> Write in

>>34960762
>> Yeah, lets head in
Food taste best when eaten together

>>34960762
>> Nope, we’re staying
We haven't hugged Vera enough yet. Feed the little commie!

>>34960762
>> Yeah, lets head in

>>34960762
>> Nope, we’re staying


Begin to have dreams about Vera as a cute little Imouto we play dress up with.

>>34960762
>> Yeah, lets head in

Come on dearie. Its nice but you still need to socialise.

> Yeah, lets head in

“Alright, alright,” you say. “Come on, Vera.”

“Awww…” You drag a very grumpy Vera out of the snowfort.

…

…

You have Daphne do up your hair as you sit and have lunch. “Anyways…” says Rachel as she, Daisy, and Carla play a game of cards. “So then I said to him, why not? And he says, ‘because you’re a bunch of loose cannons,’ he says.”

Carla nods, paying attention to her own cards. “Yep.”

“And then!” Daisy raises her finger for emphasis. “We tell him to shove it up his ass! Of course, that netted us KP for ‘bout month and being grounded for that time too, but it was worth it!”

“Yeah, buzzing the tower and seeing home come out with a shirt stained with more coffee than a poetry slam was a hell of a sight!” Rachel and Daisy laugh at that, not even paying attention to the fact that they have losing hands against Carla. Hmph, peasants.

“Hey, Rookie!” says Daisy. “You want in? Buy in’s a trouser!” She holds up her Liberion Stars trousers. “I put in my lucky ones!”

> Hmph, I am above gambling
> Fine, fine, if it will get you to shut up
> Write in

>>34961345
>> Fine, fine, if it will get you to shut up
Rookie is super good at cards

>>34961345
> Hmph, I am above gambling

>>34961345
No gambling.

>>34961345
>> Fine, fine, if it will get you to shut up
Must complete the set for the mission.

>>34961345
>> Hmph, I am above gambling
Do not invite the Rookie luck.

>>34961345
>Fine, fine, if it will get you to shut up

> Hmph, I am above gambling

You turn your nose blueside up. “Hmph. I am above such games, Lieutenant.”

“Pfffft.” Rachel rolls her eyes. “Prude. You will be saying that in the 20s banning liquor and shit.” She plants her cards down on the table. “Two pair.”

Daisy places her cards down. “Two pair.”

Carla immediately starts racking in her prizes. Stars and Stripes trousers. “Full House.” Rachel and Daisy groan in frustration. Not the first time they’ve lost to Carla. She really seems to know her gambling at least.

The Commander opens up the door, the breeze immediately chilling you all to the bone. You immediately place your plate down and stand at attention.

…

“Ahem,” says the Commander audibly, loudly for the rest of the Wing who do not stand at attention.

Rachel smiles. “Oh, yo, Bucky.”

The Commander sighs. “I am never going to get you all to stand at attention of your own accord.” She crosses her arms. “I need one of you for a special mission.”

“Does it involve new trousers?” asks Daisy. The Commander shakes her head. “Then nope.”

> Volunteer
> Volunteer someone else (Specify)
> Write in

>>34961895
>> Volunteer

>>34961895
>> Volunteer

>>34961895
>> Volunteer
Shameless brown-nosing!

>>34962043
Hey, Rook's progressed to being cuddled and kissed on the cheek and forehead by the Commander, it's working! Who knows what will happen if she keeps it up! And when that time comes, the mission for Best Girl will be complete...

>>34962153
>the mission for Best Girl will be complete...
Oh god, I feel another unfulfilled promise of writefagging coming on.

>>34962203
It's just the joke about Rookie being a Neuroi spy putting cores in all of the girls. Though, I do make a lot of promises regarding writefagging... at least I did end up writing that spanking one.

> Volunteer

You slide on over, grinning. “I will do my duty!” You salute her, ready to take on the task. Perhaps it will be delivery of an object to enemy territory. Perhaps it will be the rescue of an agent behind enemy lines! Perhaps-

The Commander hands you an envelope. “Orders down to the Monaco garrison. Our radios have ceased to function properly, and we need to get someone down there to check on things. Have them write back to us with their current situation.”

Oh. You take the envelope. You can do that! You can certainly do that! Ha, busy work! You salute the Commander. “I will do it!”

“Very good.” She smiles at you. “I trust you will be back before dinner, Pilot.” She gently slaps your butt, surprising you. You blush deeply, watching as she turns on her heels and then walks out of the barracks.

… you look back at your fellow Witches. They all look around, innocently, whistling. Oh, they saw that! Hmph!

Now, to get this mission done.

> Go get the Jeep Jockey to drive you
> Take the P-59 Airacomet Striker
> Take the P-63 KingCobra Striker
> Take the P-39 Airacobra Striker
>> Bring a Witch with you (Specify)

>>34962363
>Bring a Witch with you (Specify)
Fly around till we find best girl.

>>34962363
>> Take the P-59 Airacomet Striker

Take the new one

>>34962363
> Take the P-59 Airacomet Striker
May as well get a feel for how this thing handles.

>>34962363
> ... They're not working? Just like with the Karlsland resistance?
Uh oh.

>>34962326
I'm the terrible guy who keeps promising to write things and never delivers. I've written half a Liberty fic, half a LGA fic and most of an OWQ fic and more. every time I have deleted them entirely. I want to write this too but I know I will never manage it.

>>34962449
Start writing short snippets, one page long, to build your confidence. And don't get discouraged about not showing anyone what you write: just keep writing until you have something you like. Also, never delete your work: it's always good to go back to see what you can improve on.

>>34962363
>> Bring a Witch with you (Daphne)
>> Take the P-59 Airacomet Striker
We can get used to our new ride, in a non-combat situation but we probably need to bring someone along just in case it breaks down.

>>34962363
>> Take the P-59 Airacomet Striker

>>34962571
Don't show anyone the really early stuff, though. No one. Ever. Lock them away and never let them see the light of day.

>>34962153
install core on 509 witches end with rookie as alpha slave

i am a terrible person.
---
And to LGA reader, how interested are you with reformatting LGA quest on some sort of novel-like format?

>>34962830

What did you have in mind?

Explain Further/

>>34962830
I was thinking about doing that, but then I realized I have terrible motivation for everything

>>34962830
It would be insanely long, and some things could be stood to be pruned such as failed plot threads.

> Take the P-59 Airacomet Striker

…

…

“Hm… I dunno, Rookie,” says your mechanic Bernhardt. “Are you sure you want to try out the Jet now? We still don’t know what it does.”

You nod. “Jets are fast are they not? It should get from here to Monaco in back in at least under an hour.”

“I think you’re overestimating things,” says Janovich. “But alright, fine.” The two mechanics carefully help you into the sleek legs of the Striker Unit.

And immediately, you feel ten times stronger! Whoa! The power in these Strikers! The blue glow of magic surrounds you. You immediately hover off as the jets roar to life. Bernhardt and Janovich step back carefully, holding their hands over their faces to keep from being burned. “Good luck!” yells Bernhardt.

You hover past the Jeep Jockey, busily playing catch with himself in his Jeep. “I am going to Monaco, Corporal!” you scream over the Jet Noise. He looks at you and waves.

“Bring me back something to eat!” he yells back to you. He throws his ball up in the air and catches it in his glove.

…

…

You roar past the trees, over the roads, and around the waters of Southern Gallia. This is amazing, it feels so powerful! Even more powerful than the Kingcobra! You feel the wind pretty much press up against your face as if you were face up against a pane of glass! This… this feels like you are being pushed by angels!

You decide to do a full loop. You grin happily as you feel the energy and motion wash over your body. Oh, nothing could make you more happier now…

Oh. Oh wow. You feel suddenly tired now. Huh, that’s strange.

> Land at Monaco, quickly
> Keep flying, it’s probably nothing
> Write in

>>34962888
>> Land at Monaco, quickly

oh shit

>>34962888
>> Land at Monaco, quickly
DON'T PULL TRUDE HERE.
Not with some titties to grab.

>>34962859
About what, exactly?

>>34962864
>>34962867

i am starting it. Only get to sixth thread so far.
I'll see what i can do with pruned thread.

>>34962888
>> Land at Monaco, quickly
I warned you about jet strikers. I warned you, Rook.

Also, Rook, why didn't you remind Bucholz about the Karlslanders also having mysterious radio outages?

>>34962888
> Land at Monaco, quickly
Damn jet strikers can't be trusted. Let's at least try to get this thing back to command in one piece.

>>34962888
>> Land at Monaco, quickly
Told ya.

> Land at Monaco, quickly
Don't screw around with new gear, it gets weird, you get down.

>>34962830
I would like that.

I'm still having issues with letting go.

>>34962953

explain novel like format, what you intent to trim, how you intent to edit and all that

>>34962888
> Land at Monaco, quickly
Dem jet strikers, man. All that power, but no stamina at all.

>>34962971
>I'm still having issues with letting go.
"Never let go."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BwBK2xkjaSU

>>34958202
>Sakamoto had to take some time to heal each time she was injured.
That was an implication that she was starting to lose her witch powers because of her age. Rookie is nowhere near that threshold.

>>34962981
Basically i throw out all of anon's discussion between GS post, maybe adding a sentence or two to smooth inter-post transition if needed, and treated each thread as standalone chapter.

There are some status i'll keep like
>Crew unlocked: Polish Student Association
>Tank unlocked: P1000 Landkreuzer.

but other status maybe will trimmed down.

>>34958324
Also the tracer show that looks straight out of Star Wars.

>>34963152
I still find that to be retarded: that witch that trained the three amigos was in her fourties or sixties and she was able to fly circles around them on a broom.

>>34963156
When did we unlock the Landkreuzer?

>>34963206
Maybe fly in broom is less demanding than using shield.

>>34963206
But she was "special" anon, just like Yoshika "The Mary Sue" Miyafuji.

>>34963253
example anon, example.

>>34963260
Miyafuji getting her magic back on movie is very retarded.

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>>34963300
She was so badass without her magic.

>>34963260
There's no damn reason for witches to lose their magic just because they become too old for a bunch of otaku.

>>34963300
I liked every bit of the movie except for that part I swear to god it pissed me off so much.

> Land at Monaco, quickly

Well, nothing for it. You’re going to have to land quickly. You grab your radio receiver. “Monaco, Monaco. This is 509th. Requesting permission to land.”

You get nothing but static. Ah, to heck with it. You need to land now. You start lining up your landing run. You see planes of the Monaco runway specifically designed for Witches in mind. Here we go. You start braking.

Oh, oh boy. Stay awake damn it.

You scrape your Strikers against the ground, still upright. Mechanics run over to you, waving in to a Striker Unit holder. You quickly lock in, then force yourself out of the unit. You catch your breath.

Jeez, that took a lot out of you. You hold up your envelope. “Message from Commander Bucholz.” One of the soldiers takes it then looks over the seal.

“Alright, take it easy,” he says. “I’ll get this down to the Commander.” You nod, sitting down and resting. You need a nap. Goodness!

[1/2]

>>34963510
[2/2]

…

You hear the Air Raid sirens go off. Oh no.

“COVER! COVER!” The mechanics and the soldiers start running off the airfield. “NEUROI INCOMING! GET TO THE GUNS!” Ah, come on. You quickly force yourself up, panting heavily. Oh no, that Jet took more of you than you thought it did.

“Hey!” A soldier grabs you by the arm and starts leading you on. “Come on!” You look back to see Neuroi popping out of the water, fish-like drones sprouting wings like birds. You’ve seen these kinds of Drones before. They belong to a particular Hive down in the Ostmark in fact.

>>=[| HIVE O-3 “Kraken” |]=<<
>>=[| A hive with a deceptive nature. Instead of brute force tactics, it goes for more subtle information and logistic warfare against its foes before closing in on the starved remnants. Other hives are amiable towards it. |]=<<

He plants you down behind a wall of sandbags as he and pair of mechanics start firing away with Carbines. The skies start filling with flak, but the drones start their run. The airfield gets pelted and riddled by laser fire. “We gotta get help now!” yells one of the Soldiers.

> Get me to my Striker! I can go get help!
> We need a transport vehicle!
> We can hold out, just stand firm!
> Write in

>>34963537
>> Get me to my Striker! I can go get help!

>>34963206
Brooms take less effort than strikers, but can't buff weapons or pull combat maneuvers.

>>34963537
>> We can hold out, just stand firm!
Using our striker now is suicide, in our tired state and that. Unless we see other striker unit around better hold out.

>>34963537
>> We can hold out, just stand firm!

>>34963537
>> We can hold out, just stand firm!

>>34963537
> We can hold out, just stand firm!
Unles we can get a striker that is less draining than the jet, we shouldn't risk it.

>>34963206
Same with Yoshika's mother and grandmother still being able to be medics.
My guess is that Witches stop being combat worthy at their twenties or so. They still have magic but not enough to fight.

> We can hold out, just stand firm!

You grab an M2 Carbine from the sandbag wall. “We can hold!” you yell. You get their attention, they all look to you. Oh boy. “W-we can hold! We just have to stand firm until help arrives! They’ll be sure to see all this flak!”

“Are you sure!?” asks one of the mechanics. A Karlslander. “Our flak guns cannot track those drones fast enough!” A hangar explodes in a burst of fire.

“We have to try!” you scream. You immediately stand up and go full auto on a passing drone. The shots spark, pierce, and burst against the shell. Then the core shatters from a lucky hit, and soon it goes crashing into a white mist.

A squad of soldiers, Liberion soldiers by the looks of it, take cover by you all. One of them, a radioman, frantically yells, “Fucking Roy’s hitting the city! We got a shitload of those damn things flying over! Radar is picking up bigger ones coming in from the northeast too!”

“What do you want us to do!?” says one of the soldiers to you.

You blink. “Huh? W-Where’s your Commanding Officer?”

“We’re looking at her!” says one of the Soldiers. “What’s the plan?!”

Ah, ah boy. You quickly reload and look up. The Jet Striker will only get you killed. That Hangar will provide you some cover. “Alright, follow me to that hangar! Do not stop for anything!” They all nod. “Ready?” Wait for a pause in the attack.

…

“Now!” Everyone stands and starts sprinting across the runway. “Go, run run!” you scream.

“Incoming!” A metallic wail comes from the sky as a larger Sunfish like drone comes from above the clouds. At its red lights, it begins charging up. Got to go faster, must go faster! Must go faster!

It fires a great beam of heat right at you.

>>34964006
Yeah, there is a difference between the low level healing and slow broom flight of the older witches and the patching up a serious wound in minutes/ high speed flight/ bigass shields etc of the combat witches.

>>34964109
That's it for tonight I'm afraid. I'll start settling into a new schedule by next week so expect an update of when the next thread will be. Tomorrow though, I will be running other Quests. Most likely Magical Green Lantern.

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See you next time.

>>34964164
Shieeet nigguh. We finish with a cliffhanger!
See you tomorrow, or next week.

>>34964164
Thanks for the thread, was fun.

>>34964164
So when will Best Girl's cunning plan of using Rookie to implant cores into the rest of the squadron, creating a new breed of Witch/Neuroi hybrids, be revealed?

>>34964164

HAHAHA!

Thanks for running schteel

>>34964164
Thanks for running, boss.

>>34964164
This is another cliffhanger where we're going to be saved by the Neuroi Girl, isn't it.That's okay, any way she gets more appearance time is fine with me.

>>34964408
Why are you so obsessed with Neuroi-tan?

>>34964164
Good time, boss, good times.

>>34964474
Why aren't you, huh?

>>34964642
Because I'm not a dirty xeno-sympathiser!

Or because while cute, she has barely appeared and the spam of 'best girl best girl' is getting a little irritating when we are spending time interacting with other people.

>>34964642
not that anon,
but i rather conflicted with her. She remind me too much to install core series.

>>34966462
Rookie is getting fat. Too much pasta.

>>34966462
Wait a second, is Rookie going no-trou in those hose?

>>34968170

All the better for the commander to feel ze bum

>>34968170
Rookie is a lewd girl