>>47012045
>>Tell Frolaytia about Carly

>>47012045
>>Don't tell her about Carly.
Keep personal life and business separate.

>>47012045
>>Don't tell her about Carly.

>>47012045
>>Don't tell her about Carly.

>>47012045
>Tell Frolaytia about Carly

Doesn't she already know we're looking for Carly?

>>47012045
>Don't tell her about Carly.
>Other

I guess we could wave off the nervousness as being concerned about springing so many violent offenders for about as many political dissidents that were freed.

>>47012064
We're going to be hunting her down so..........

>>47012045
>>Don't tell her about Carly.

Separate work and perso-

>>47012064
Never mind, what this guy said.

>>47012045
>>Don't tell her about Carly.

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>>47012106
Or the fact that we may possibly be wearing a slutty maid outfit from the result of last thread.

>>47012151

Well, if both are true, then there's a very good reason to be nervous/agitated. It's the perfect cover!

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>>47012151
>Wearing a maid outfit to a meeting with your boss
PROMOTIONS

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>>47012106

Threadly reminder that our Psionically-awakened twin sister is waiting for us and cannot wait to show us the gifts given her by the her Benefactors.

>>47012045
>Don't tell her about Carly.

>>47012173
it helps said boss might have pole danced with enough strength to damage a pipe.

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>>47012195
>inb4 our sister is wearing this outfit because she just can.

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>>47012045
You decide not to tell her for now. As Elizabeth said, this info was on a need to know basis and nobody outside your crew really needed to know right now.

"No, nothing's wrong." You shake your head. "Just a bit tired."

"Hmmm, understandable." Frolaytia nods. "If that's the case, perhaps you should head back to port and take some time off? Or are you in the mood to range out again?

Well, some leave time would be a nice break for your crew but... Carly was out there, and you didn't want to waste a second. You really wanted to find her...

>A break sounds nice.
>I really want to get out there again.
>Other

>>47012500
>>I really want to get out there again.

>>47012500
>>A break sounds nice.

>>47012500
>I really want to get out there again.
Haze grey and under way!

>>47012500
>>I really want to get out there again.
I swear we're going to become a reverse Khan equivalent in our quest to find our sister.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LaVIIoRKBlk

>>47012500
>>I really want to get out there again.

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>>47012544
>I shall leave you as you left me. Marooned for all eternity in the center of a dead planet...buried alive...buried alive.
>SAAAAAAAAAAMMM
>SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMM

>>47012500
>>I really want to get out there again.

>>47012613
>Carly becomes 'That Guy' and impersonates us as she leaves us stranded.

>>47012500
>A break sounds nice.

>>47012500
>>I really want to get out there again.

No rest for the wicked, it seems.

>>47012500
>>A break sounds nice.

A break can go a long way than just going at it non-stop, ESPECIALLY for our crew

>>47012500
>>I really want to get out there again.

>>47012674
>47012674
>Gets caught because we had increased our bust by one size

>>47012500
>>A break sounds nice.
We can do our investigation when our crew rested anyway.

>>47012743
>Tank and Sam meet Carly
>Carly adjusts her appearance in front of the two of them so she looks a bit like Sam
>Tank cannot tell the difference and takes Carly back to the ship.

>>47012500
>>A break sounds nice.

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>>47012778

>Implying Tank wouldn't just carry both Carly and Sam back and put them both in the brig until Bradford could sort them out later

>>47012778
>YFW Carly also has not!Bradford and not!Tank on her crew

>>47012822
>On every starship crew, a commander always has her Tank and her Bradford

>>47012778
>implying Tank hasn't got everything about Sam memorised perfectly and would know which was which.

>>47012846
>complete to their armor and fugly sweater.

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>>47012817
>Tank sees twin Sams

>>47012874
Fuck you Bradford's sweater is awesome and looks comfy as fuck.

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>>47012500
"Actually, I think we've still got a bit of fight in us." You try to force a smile to reassure Frolaytia. "I was wondering if there was need for us to range into Confederate territory?"

"Oh, feeling rather adventurous, are we?" Frolaytia gives a sly grin. "Well, we currently don't have any particular need to stir up trouble with the Confederacy, especially with the Hegemony starting to beat its chest along our border. I mean, there's nothing stopping you from venturing into Confederate space on your own discretion, but just know that since you won't be operating under the auspices of an official mission, you won't be getting any official Accord support..."

>I don't mind. There's something I need to investigate there, anyways.
>What kind of missions against the Hegemony are we talking about?
>Other

>>47012986
>I don't mind. There's something I need to investigate there, anyways.

>>47012986
>I don't mind. There's something I need to investigate there, anyways.

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>>47012874
>>47012846

>There's a star captain out in Hegemony space with a Tank decked out like a CC Marine and an Advisor that looks like Matt Horner

>There's a star captain out in Confed space with a Tank decked out like a SPARTAN and an Advisor that wouldn't be too far off from Cortana in a slight suit

>>47012986

>I don't mind. There's something I need to investigate there, anyways.

Feet-First into Danger!

>>47012986
>What kind of missions against the Hegemony are we talking about?

>>47012986
>>I don't mind. There's something I need to investigate there, anyways.

>>47012986
>I don't mind. There's something I need to investigate there, anyways.

>>47012986
>I don't mind. There's something I need to investigate there, anyways.

>>47012986
>I don't mind. There's something I need to investigate there, anyways.

>>47012986
>>What kind of missions against the Hegemony are we talking about?

Try to think clearly people instead of charging in like Leeroy jenkins

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>>47012986
>>I don't mind. There's something I need to investigate there, anyways.

>>47013106

Mudhen

Mudhen why

>>47012986
>>I don't mind. There's something I need to investigate there, anyways.
Well, as long as we don't just barging in and throwing our weight on Confederates.
Maybe we could plan something more... undercover there.

>>47013106
Goddamn, Mudhen, you're on fire.

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>>47013106
Naissu

>>47013106
Sam is for lewds?

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>>47013106
Meido Tank when?

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>>47012986
"I don't mind." You grin. "There's something I need to investigate there, anyways."

"Do you? Well, best of luck, then." Frolaytia grins. "Hopefully I don't hear of your exploits in the news. You know how Command reacts to reports of Accord ships operating in foreign space."

"Of course." You nod.

"Well, since you're going to be the area, I suppose there's a few... 'private' assignments you can take." Frolaytia shrugs. "They're by certain 'interested parties', and not necessarily sanctioned by Accord Command. Still, they're offering quite a bit in payment, if that's your thing."

>Sorry, we don't have time for that.
>Send them over. I might find something interesting.
>Other

>>47013220
>Send them over. I might find something interesting.

>>47013220
>>Sorry, we don't have time for that.
Time to try to law low and maintain cover.

>>47013220
>>Send them over. I might find something interesting.

Bounty hunting, perhaps? Or Asset Recovery?

>>47013220
>>Send them over. I might find something interesting.

>>47013220
>Send them over. I might find something interesting.

>>47013220
>Send them over. I might find something interesting.
Gives us income and maybe a lead on Carly

>>47013220
>Send them over. I might find something interesting.

>>47013220
>>Send them over. I might find something interesting.

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>>47013195
Well, this is the closest I have!

>>47013220
>Send them over. I might find something interesting.

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>>47013350

>Stig is Tank's smaller, silent, older brother

I WANT TO BELIEVE

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>>47013467
>HUNK is Tank's younger brother
>Entire clan of faceless armored guys and girls

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>>47013220
"Send them over. I might find something interesting." You shrug.

"Of course, of course!" Frolaytia nods as she taps some keys offscreen. "There! Everything's been sent over! Good luck!"

"Thanks." You say as the hologram finally fizzles out.

"Captain, we've got some incoming data from Command." Bradford announces. "You might want to take a look at these."

"Sure thing." You nod as you active your tactical display, which begins directly feeding data to you.

BOUNTY: A Confederate captain known as Amner Lee has allegedly been raiding Accord settlements and outposts. While no hard evidence can be linked to him, an rather large insurance company that has preferred to stay anonymous has offered a generous payout to anybody who confirm the destruction of him and his ship, the Shenandoah. Reward will be a weapon upgrade.

ASSET RECOVERY: One of the Confederate agri-worlds is boasting the discovery of a revolutionary new crop that can be grown in various harsh planetary environments. A certain biotech company would like a sample for their own purposes. Reward will be an infirmary upgrade.

You do note that these missions where time sensitive. If you were to go straight to searching for Carly, you'd probably miss the opportunity to take them on.

>Pursue Carly
>Bounty
>Asset Recovery
>Other

>>47013561
>Asset Recovery

>>47013561
>Bounty

>>47013561
>>Asset Recovery
Time to unlock that Advanced Warfare Centre/Psi Lab

>>47013561
>Asset Recovery
Gather Data first

>>47013561
>>Asset Recovery

>>47013561
>Asset Recovery

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>>47013561
>Asset Recovery
Gotta make sure Natalia does safer science

>>47013561
>Asset Recovery

>>47013561
>>Asset Recovery

It's Space Weed, isn't it?

>>47013561
>>Bounty

Guys, WEAPON UPGRADE, why skip this?!?!

>>47013561
>>Bounty
If we can get plasma blasters, or just more efficient missiles, I'd be happy.

>>47013561
>>Bounty

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>>47013595

No, Armchair--if anything, this will unlock Xenobiology--then we can get started on the Alien Containment and set Natalia and Amy on perfecting an underslung Arc Thrower we can mount on our rifles and SMG's.

>>47013561
>>Bounty

>>47013561
>Bounty

>>47013561
>>Bounty
What kind of benefits would getting an infirmary upgrade give anyways?

>>47013731
I guess we get a selection from a fancy catalogue for both missions.

>inb4 THANIX CANNONS

>>47013561
>Why not both?

>>47013561
>>Asset Recovery
Can't go wrong with better medical facilities.

>>47013746
Time sensitive. Also, space is big. Really big.

These are Guerrilla Ops.

>>47013561
>Asset recovery

>>47013745
*Literally Drooling here...* I want mah C-fractional Liquid-metal-beam gun...

>>47013561
>>Bounty

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>>47013561
You open up the Asset Recovery mission and start poring over the more specific mission details. It looks like the Confederate agricultural world of New White Haven had stumbled upon a crop that could grow in a wide range of atmospheric conditions. Extremely useful for companies interested in colonial expansion.

Obviously, the crop was highly protected, with most living examples of it being kept in secure compounds and labs on the planet's surface. That wasn't even beginning to get into how the planet itself was guarded by a pretty sizeable Confederate fleet. One cruiser, three destroyers, and a half dozen corvettes. This would be an iffy one, for sure.

"Bradford, set a course for New White Haven." You instruct your First Officer.

"Aye, Captain." Bradford nods. "Amy, you heard her."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm doing it." Amy sighs as she punches in the coordinates. "It's pretty far out, so it'll probably take several hours until we get there."

"I see." You nod.

>Plan things out with Bradford and Elizabeth.
>You need to get revenge on Amy, Elsa, and Lida.
>See what Tank, Natalia, and Scott have been up to.
>Other

>>47013889
>>Plan things out with Bradford and Elizabeth.

>>47013889
>Plan things out with Bradford and Elizabeth.

>>47013889
>>You need to get revenge on Amy, Elsa, and Lida.

Double dowwn.

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>>47013889
>Plan things out with Bradford and Elizabeth.

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>>47013803

How fast *would* you need a nanostream of metal shards to go in order to be deadly to pretty much anything? .2c?

>>47013889
>See what Tank, Natalia, and Scott have been up to.

Shenanigans NOW, fellow Space Ranger!

>>47013889
>Plan things out with Bradford and Elizabeth.

Now is not the time for revenge. That comes later.

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>>47013889
>>You need to get revenge on Amy, Elsa, and Lida.
Bunnysuits

>>47013921
Well, I was thinking that most of the damage would be based on the metal tumbling through the structure of the ship, so I guess it depends on how big the ship is, and how well armored it is (don't want to overpenetrate).

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>>47013921
Well, the Kilimanjaro-class dreadnought accelerates a 20kg slug to 1.3% the speed of light, and hits with more than twice the yield of the Little Boy bomb.

So liquid metal at 20% light speed? You've pretty much imitated Reapers.

>>47013889
>>You need to get revenge on Amy, Elsa, and Lida.
VENGEANCE SHALL BE MINE!

>>47013889
>>Plan things out with Bradford and Elizabeth.

Serious business time!

>>47013889
>>Plan things out with Bradford and Elizabeth.

>>47013889
>See what Tank, Natalia, and Scott have been up to.
How are my band of weirdos doing today?

>>47013952
Wouldn't penetrating as much as possible be better? Depressurize the ship and stuff like that.

>>47013889
>>See what Tank, Natalia, and Scott have been up to.

>>47013889
>You need to get revenge on Amy, Elsa, and Lida.
I think we just found 3 new volunteers for the good doctors expirements

>>47014160
I guess it depends on what you want. Normally (on a planet with gravity and using solid projectiles), you'd want to make sure you get the right amount of penetration to cause tumbling or shatters when it penetrates damaging lots of vital components or crew. Too much penetration, and it goes in one end and out the other without damaging too many components.
Liquid projectiles are another matter entirely since it's rather fluid.

>>47014275
Then again, the liquid beams of the Thanix Cannon are only held together by mass effect fields. And surprisingly it's one of the uses of the tech that sorta make sense.

Not sure if this universe has anything similar to it. Without the ME field, the cannon is gonna shoot out like a c-fractional molten metal firehose.

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>>47013889
"Bradford, Elizabeth, meet me in the briefing room." You instruct your First Mate and intelligence officer. "We need to come up with a plan for this asset recovery."

"Of course, Captain." Bradford nods.

"Aye aye!" Elizabeth salutes with a smile.

The three of you head into the briefing room, where the holoprojector in the center of the room begins displaying a three dimensional reconstruction of New White Haven, based on available data and intelligence.

"Pretty formidable defense for an agri-world." Bradford frowns. "This certainly isn't something we can pull off by barging through the front door."

"I agree." Elizabeth nods. "The Confederate fleet may not be nearly as high tech as ours, but they definitely have the numbers on us. Fighting them head on is certainly feasible, but preferably we want to have some kind of deciding factor."

"Perhaps an infiltration mission?" Bradford wonders.

"Well, what can we expect from the Confederate fleet?" You ask.

"Well, the destroyers certainly aren't the same level of the Gullinbursti." Elizabeth explains. "Honestly, they mostly use the same kinetic weaponry that the Hegemony does, just that they lack the heavy armor and instead make up for it in pure speed."

"The cruiser shouldn't be any different, though I believe Confederate cruisers tend to have lots of missiles at their disposal." Bradford adds. "The corvettes? I wouldn't worry about those. Typically they're just system patrol craft and blockade runners."

"Hmmmm." You frown.

>We'll go in guns blazing.
>We'll try to be sneaky about this.
>Other

>>47014354
>sneaky

>>47014354
>>We'll try to be sneaky about this.

>>47014354
>>We'll try to be sneaky about this.

>>47014354
>We'll try to be sneaky about this.

>>47014354
>>We'll try to be sneaky about this.

>>47014354
>We'll try to be sneaky about this.

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>>47014354
>We'll try to be sneaky about this.
THIS IS A SNEAKING MISSION

>>47014354

What fun is a heist if you don't try sneaking in and taking everything not bolted down?

>>47014354
>>We'll try to be sneaky about this.
We are Ghost now.

>>47014354
>>We'll try to be sneaky about this.

Commencing Virtuous Mission!

>>47014354
>>We'll try to be sneaky about this.
>>Other
Send in three scantily clad Amy, Elsa, and Lida

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>>47014423
>>47014354

Even forgot to cast my vote.

>We'll try to be sneaky about this.

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>>47014424
All we need is a stealth module for our skintight suit.

>>47014453
but we need to drink our mad scientist's drink one more time to get tits that big.

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>>47014453
I am thinking about Ghost Recon, but that works too. Especially when GR: Phantom outfit also looked like bodysuit already.

>>47014480
>One more time
Maybe a few dozen more than that.

>>47014354
>>We'll try to be sneaky about this.

>>47014555
if it works, she needs a raise in pay. and a patent.

>>47014605
"I'd rather have an infinite supply of test sub- i mean volunteers, but thats fine too"

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>>47014354
"I think it's best to be sneaky about this." You nod. The numbers certainly weren't in your favor. "What are our options?"

"Well." Bradford points to some of the orbiting moons. "We can hide the Gullinbursti behind one of the moons and try and sneak a shuttle in through a gap in their sensor coverage. Since this is an agri-wrold, I doubt they have too many ground or space based sensor stations. Once we recover a sample, we can come in guns blazing to extract you."

"Or..." Elizabeth grins as she points to a number of small satellites in orbit around the planet. "The Gullinbursti can come in and do a quick hit and run attack to distract the local defenses. Hit a few satellites to degrade their sensors and communications, and we can even use the debris to cover the entry of our landing craft."

"That's quite risky." Bradford observes.

"And so is trying to penetrate a planet's defenses with just a lone shuttle." Elizabeth counters.

>Go with Bradford's plan.
>Go with Elizabeth's plan.
>Other

>>47014715
>Go with Bradford's plan.

>>47014715
>>Go with Bradford's plan.

>>47014715
>>Go with Elizabeth's plan.
I guess we can make it seem like the initial attack "failed".

>>47014715
>>Go with Bradford's plan.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6miaTf1gF4g

>>47014715
>Go with Bradford's plan.
Better to not put them on high alert.

>>47014715
>Go with Bradford's plan.

>>47014715
>>Go with Bradford's plan.

>>47014715
>Go with Elizabeth's plan.

>>47014715
>>Go with Elizabeth's plan.

I'm reminded of a couple heist movies that did this sorta thing. We can have the shuttle enter atmo along with the debris to disguise it as it burns through the atmosphere to the surface.

>>47014715
>>>Go with Bradford's plan.

The hit and run would put the place in alert anyway. If we manage to get in without being detected, that's better. Also the Gullinbursti can be used as a distraction if needed while the landing team operates planet-side.

>>47014715
>>Go with Bradford's plan.

Max stealth! I'd prefer that they don't even know someone got near them, so no go on the attack.

>>47014774
That is the plan. The problem is that the extraction is presumably the same as Bradford's "come in guns blazing" except the fleet is now on high alert.

>>47014715
>>Go with Bradford's plan.
can we upgrade the shuttle? we are using it A LOT

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>>47014796

Or if we continue to play "kiss and run" with the Confed fleet, we could draw enough heat for the extraction team to hijack a shuttle on-base and fly it off and away.

Admittedly, the plan is high-risk, but the bounty that could be claimed from damaging or outright destroying Confed ships, in addition to completing our primary objective, deserves consideration.

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>>47014715
"I think we should go with Bradford's plan." You say. "I don't think they'd be looking for something as small as a shuttle."

"Understood." Bradford nods. "I'll be sure to notify tank."

"Eheh, are you sure you don't want to go down with them?" Elizabeth grins. "You seemed pretty hands on last time. A very rare trait among Captains..."

>You do kinda feel like getting in the thick of it.
>Your place is on the bridge.
>Other

>>47014939
>>You do kinda feel like getting in the thick of it.

"Well hey, a good captain leads from the front."

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>>47014939
>>You do kinda feel like getting in the thick of it.

Bring out the riot shield and the SMG, we're going in hot and heavy!

>>47014939
>You do kinda feel like getting in the thick of it.
A little variation is always nice.

>>47014939
>Your place is on the bridge.

>>47014974
Or we could always try the light armour since this is a sneaking mission.

>>47014939
>Your place is on the bridge.

That was personal. This is business.

>>47014939
>>You do kinda feel like getting in the thick of it.
TANK WANT MINITANK!

>>47014939
>>You do kinda feel like getting in the thick of it.

>>47014939
>You do kinda feel like getting in the thick of it.

>>47014939
>Your place is on the bridge.

>>47014939
>>You do kinda feel like getting in the thick of it.

>>47014939
>>Your place is on the bridge

>>47014939
>>Your place is on the bridge.

>>47014939
>>Your place is on the bridge.
But switch our POV to whoever in ground.

>>47014939
>Your place is on the bridge.

>>47015001

Well then we can break out a sniper rifle. Sam's rated for sharpshooter, right? Dice rolls totally won't fuck over our attempts at sniping, right?

>>47014939
>Your place is on the bridge.

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>>47014939
"You know, I think I kinda picked up a knack for this close combat thing." You grin. "And I guess as long as I'm with Tank, thing should be fine, right?"

"You are the Captain, so it's your call." Bradford nods, though it's clear it's not his ideal scenario.

"I suppose." Elizabeth gives a knowing grin.

Suspicious...

>All right, it's settled then.
>You got something else to say, Elizabeth?
>Other

>>47015156
>>You got something else to say, Elizabeth?

>>47015156
>>You got something else to say, Elizabeth?

>>47015156
>You got something else to say, Elizabeth?

>>47015156
>>You got something else to say, Elizabeth?

>>47015156
>You got something else to say, Elizabeth?

>>47015156
>>You got something else to say, Elizabeth?

>>47015156
>>You got something else to say, Elizabeth?

Mwu, what is it Eliza-cat?

>>47015156
>>You got something else to say, Elizabeth?
*puff cheeks*

>>47015156
>>All right, it's settled then.

>>47015217
> she's part of the crew, but not loyal to us.

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Rolled 9, 9, 12 = 30 (3d20)

>>47015156
"You got something else to say, Elizabeth?" You raise an eyebrow at the spy.

"Well..." Elizabeth drops off her sentence teasingly.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>47015358

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>47015358
GLORY!

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>47015358

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>47015358
What is your deal?

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>47015358

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>47015386
no glory for you!

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>47015358

Give her THE STARE! Add Pouting for good measure!

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>47015358

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>>47015386

>>47015377
>>47015386
>>47015393
This means a 15 right?

>>47015386
Well, we rolled plenty of 20s a few back, so I guess this is proper payment.

>>47015386

MEDIOCRE!

>>47015417
Yes. I was banking on my roll being equal to or greater than 15, so I think we're in the clear now thankfully.

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>>47015358
Your glare intensifies, but Elizabeth is able to withstand it.

"Maybe I'll tell you some other time, Captain~!" Elizabeth says in a singsong voice as she quickly makes her escape from the room.

"W-what?" You blink.

"Damn intel spooks." Bradford shakes his head in exasperation. "Always an odd bunch."

"I suppose you'd have to be in that line of work." You roll your eyes.

"Anyways, now that we've got an overall plan, I'll start handling the details." Bradford informs you. "I suggest you get some rest, Captain. It looks like you haven't been getting a lot of sleep."

"I'm fine." You try to wave off his concerns.

"You're not." Bradford frowns. "I'll be frank, Captain. I don't think you're thinking clearly because of that news about your sister. You need to get your focus, whatever way you can."

>Thanks for the advice, Bradford.
>You're starting to speak out of line there...
>Other

>>47015535
>>Thanks for the advice, Bradford.

>>47015535
>>Thanks for the advice, Bradford.

>>47015535
>Thanks for the advice, Bradford.

>>47015535
>>Thanks for the advice, Bradford.

How can we speak ill with him and that mug?

>>47015535
>>Thanks for the advice, Bradford.

A good XO helps the captain do what they want. The best XOs have the guts to tell a captain when they're wrong. Bradford is cool.

>>47015535
>Thanks for the advice, Bradford.
Elizabeth probably thinks we have feelings for Tank
She's right.

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>>47015535
>>Thanks for the advice, Bradford.
Wonder if Sam sleeps with a Tank plushie

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>>47015535
>>>Thanks for the advice, Bradford.

Duly noted, Central. You have the bridge, make sure you bring her back with a full tank--you know the drill.

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>>47015535
"Thanks for the advice, Bradford." You sigh. "I'll keep that in mind."

"That's all I ask, Captain." Bradford nods to you. "I'll take the bridge for the time being. You get some rest, Captain. I'll let you know when we arrive."

"All right, thanks Bradford." You smile at him. Always the dependable first officer.

Well, what do you do you do now?

>Plot your REVENGE.
>Check in on Tank.
>Talk to Natalia
>See what Scott is up to.
>Other

>>47015757
>>Plot your REVENGE.

>>47015757
>Talk to Natalia

>>47015757
>Well, what do you do you do now?
>Talk to Natalia

>>47015757
>>Plot your REVENGE.

>>47015757
>Plot your REVENGE.

>>47015757
>>Talk to Natalia
Or:
>>Plot your REVENGE.

Maybe both!

>>47015757
>See what Scott is up to.
We've only talked to this guy once I think

>>47015757
>Plot your REVENGE.

>>47015794
He has been off on his own with his robo-waifus. And we just let him do what makes him happy.

>>47015757
>>Plot your REVENGE.

>>47015757
>Talk to Natalia

>>47015757
>>Talk to Natalia

>>47015757
>See what Scott is up to.

The dude helped make our new armor, the least we could do is to speak to him ONCE.

>>47015757
>>Talk to Natalia

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>>47015757
Welp, it looks like we've got a split vote, so it's time for a runoff!

>Natalia
>REVENGE

>>47015985
>REVENGE

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>>47015985
>Natalia

>>47015985
>Natalia

>>47015985
>>REVENGE
>inb4 Infinite Stars: The Wrath of Sam

>>47015985
>>Natalia

>>47015985
>REVENGE

>>47015985
>>Natalia

SCIENCE!

>>47015985
>REVENGE

>>47015985
>Natalia

>>47015985
>Natalia

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>>47016010
>I shall leave you as you left me. Forced to do all your work...dressed like a maid...dressed like a maid...dressed like a maid...

>>47015985
>Natalia

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>>47015985
You decide to go check in on Natalia. See what she was up to. You know she was pretty bummed that you didn't allow her to use any of the prisoners as her "test subjects", and if there was one thing you knew, it was that you never wanted to leave a bummed Natalia unattended.

"Hey, Natalia....?" You ask softly as you cautiously enter the darkened infirmary. "You uh.. okay?"

"Oh, hello, Captain!" Natalia says cheerfully, seemingly materializing out of the darkness. "How have you been feeling?"

"Um, fine. A little tired, actually." You bite your lip.

"Ah, I see, I see. It just so happens I may have something that could help you with that!" Natalia says with a smile, holding a vial with an odd purplish liquid. "I would've have tested this on a prisoner if I had been granted one but since you're here..."

>Sure, what's the worst that can happen?
>Um, maybe another time...
>Tank, please help me.
>Other

>>47016234
>>Sure, what's the worst that can happen?

>>47016234
>>Sure, what's the worst that can happen?
Might as well see if this is a sleep aid.

>>47016234
> Actually, I know just who to test it on
> Volunteer Amy, Elsa, or Lida

>>47016234

>Sure, what's the worst that can happen?
And ask if she has any more of that growth mixture.
Don't specify which one.

>>47016234
>>Sure, what's the worst that can happen?

>>47016234
Seconding >>47016261

>>47016234
>Um, maybe another time...

>>47016234
>Sure, what's the worst that can happen?

>>47016234
>>Sure, what's the worst that can happen?

Nothing bad happens when we try her stuff, ever.

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>>47016234
"Sure, what's the worst that can happen?" You say casually as you gulp down the contents of the vial.

"Ehehehehe." Natalia giggles.

>Roll 1d20

>>47016261
>>47016234
This, the best revenge is one not performed by you in the first place!

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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>47016364

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>47016364

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>47016364
Here comes the Snow!

>>47016368
>What's the worst that could happpen
FAMOUS LAST WORDS
A
M
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U
S

L
A
S
T

W
O
R
D
S

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>>47016368

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>>47016368

>>47016368
So either we found an alternative to caffeine or we have weird ass fever dreams/coma.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>47016368

>>47016406
ups, wrong link.
....hey, wait a minute.

>>47016368
Tell me we have a Fate point left....

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>>47016368

>that pic
>that roll

It all fits too well

>>47016368
>>47016396
>fall asleep
>wake up totally refreshed
>Natalia informs us we've been in a coma for a month
>crew morale is at an all time low because Bradford is in charge and has done nothing but patrols

If this is going anything like my experiences with caffeine, she's going to have a massive headache.

>>47016398

More like we just took Space Meth and OD'd on the Science Lab floor

>>47016473
Hahahaha oh god Tank might kill someone

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>>47016473
>They can't take Sam's face of pure sadness
>Admit it was all a prank
>Everybody forced into bunny outfits

>>47016368
>Sam cannot sleep
>Turns out her brain chemistry changed to that similar to a dolphin and no longer requires sleep.
>Endless nights of no company aboard the ship

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>>47016364
You finish downing the vial and wait as you let the chemical settle in your stomach.

"So, how do you feel, Captain?" Natalia inquires.

"Well." You pause. Nothing seemed to be happening so far...

And then you feel it. An ugly sensation in your gut that feelsl ike your stomach is getting twisted into a knot. You keel over and wheeze as your bodysuit's sensors were wailing.

"WARNING, GASTROINTESTINAL ISSUE DETECTED. COMMENCING EMERGENCY VENTING PROCEDURES."

You feel a sudden pressure on your gut and you fall to your knees as you "vent" the contents of your stomach all over the deck. Even worse, your vomit didn't even look normal. It was GLOWING.

And RAINBOW COLORED.

"Oh pity, I keep forgetting these suits of ours have these silly SAFETY systems." Natalia sighs. "I should really remember to turn those off."

"NATALIA WHAT THE FUCK!" You cough out the last of your vomit.

"It's simply a false positive, Captain. Your suit's safety monitor just wasn't calibrated for those tolerances." Natalia says simply as she helps you up, dabbing at your mouth with a cloth.

"I'm sure." You groan, now feeling even worse than before.

"Oh dear, you look absolutely DREADFUL." Natalia gasps. "Perhaps you should spend the night in the infirmary?"

>That seems fine.
>I think I'll head for my room.
>Other

>>47016541
>>That seems fine.

>>47016541
>>That seems fine.
Do we really want to walk it off?

>>47016541
>>I think I'll head for my room.

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>>47016515

>Sam, what are you doing?
Running some calibrations on the engines
>It's 4 in the morning. Why are you running calibrations on the engines?
Because I've lost control of my life

>>47016541
>>I think I'll head for my room.

Time to turn on, tune in, and drop out

>>47016541
IT'S A TRAP
Let's do it anyway.
>>That seems fine.

>>47016541
>GLOWING.
>
>And RAINBOW COLORED

Last time this happened in a quest I was in we became a magical girl.

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>>47016541
>I think I'll head for my room.

>>47016541
>I think I'll head for my room.

>>47016541
>That seems fine.

>>47016541
>I think I'll head for my room.

> Even worse, your vomit didn't even look normal. It was GLOWING.
>And RAINBOW COLORED.
Don't want to SEPARATE MY BLISS.

>>47016541
>That seems fine.

>>47016541

>why don't you take the damn vial then?
>and maybe I'll consider staying

Also if she threw up, should we get washed up... Again?

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>>47016541
Welp, we've ended up in a tie. So you know what this means!

1. YOU ACTUALLY TRUSTED NATALIA YOU DENSE MOTHERFUCKERS
2. THE SMART CHOICE

>>47016707
damn we almost had fun

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>>47016707
Merc, what would've happened to Sam had we dared to be stupid?

>>47016707
Damn, I wanted mad science.

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>>47016707
"Erm, I think I'll head back to my room." You groan as you limp for the door.

"Are you sure you don't need any help?" Natalia asks, now with a bit of genuine concern. Guess there actually was a real doctor buried deep inside that eccentric mind of hers.

>Nah, I can make it myself.
>TANK, I REQUIRE YOUR SERVICES
>Other

>>47016761
>>TANK, I REQUIRE YOUR SERVICES

>>47016761
>>TANK, I REQUIRE YOUR SERVICES
Maybe just someone to lean on.

>>47016761
>>TANK, I REQUIRE YOUR SERVICES

>>47016761
>>TANK, I REQUIRE YOUR SERVICES

>>47016761
>TANK, I REQUIRE YOUR SERVICES

>>47016724
>dared to be stupid

Speaking of Dare to be Stupid, if we meet an intelligent alien lifeform:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CzE2BoNW6bc

>>47016761
>>TANK, I REQUIRE YOUR SERVICES
UP TO SHOULDER!

>>47016761
>>Nah, I can make it myself.

>>47016761
>TANK, I REQUIRE YOUR SERVICES

>>47016761
>>Other
OK I'll stay

>>47016761
>Nah, I can make it myself.

>>47016761
>TANK, I REQUIRE YOUR SERVICES

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>>47016761
"TANK, I REQUIRE YOUR SERVICES!" You call out on you comm.

Almost immediately, you can hear the familiar clanking of Tank's heavy boots against the deck, and the giant armored man is already there, standing at the ready for whatever you may need.

Jeez, how the hell does he move around the ship so damn fast?

Tank looks down at you, tiliting his head curiously. What sort of assistance did you need?

"I'm not feeling well. I need a ride back to my room." You grunt.

Tank immediately gets your meaning.

>PIGGYBACK
>HANDHOLDING
>PRINCESS CARRY
>Other

>>47016906
>>PRINCESS CARRY
lets do something new.

>>47016906
>>HANDHOLDING
>>PRINCESS CARRY
AT THE SAME TIME

YES
E
S

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>47016906
>>PIGGYBACK
>>HANDHOLDING
goddammit rolling a dice evens landholding odds piggyback.

>>47016906
>>PIGGYBACK

At this rate, I wouldn't be surprised if there was a bit of that liquid still in us or a delayed effect.

>>47016906
>>PIGGYBACK

>>47016906
>PRINCESS CARRY

>>47016906
This>>47016914

>>47016906
>SACK OF POTATOS

>>47016906
>PRINCESS CARRY
Once again, Captain Samantha Wellings summons her Stand 「Tank」 with its first ability 「Some Came Running」.

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>>47016906
>>PRINCESS CARRY
>>HANDHOLDING

He knows what the ladies like

>>47016918
>Sam starts to say cute stuff in her sleep.

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>>47016906
>HANDHOLDING

Sam's a big girl.

>>47016960
That or she has some sort of weird dream sequence about Carly which may or may not be a form of psionic communication.

>>47016906
>PRINCESS CARRY

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>>47016906
"I dunno, Tank." You slur. "My legs feel kinda wobbly..."

Without any prompting, Tank swiftly bends down and sweeps your legs out from under you, carrying you back to your quarters in his arms.

"Thanks a lot, Tank." You sigh. "I'm really sorry for troubling you like this.

Tank looks down at you. It was not trouble for him. He's doing it for the Captain, after all.

"Yer real sweet, you know that, Tank?" You giggle, feeling a bit lightheaded.

Tank doesn't make any answer as he continues to carry you through the halls, gently managing to avoid the prying eyes of the crew. It was kinda scary how he managed to learn how to navigate the bowels of the ship so well.

Finally, he brings you to your quarters, the door slowly sliding open. However, Tank pauses for a moment and looks back at you.

>Thanks, I got it from here.
>Can you... tuck me in?
>Other

>>47017040
>>Can you... tuck me in?
P-please?

>>47017040
>>Thanks, I got it from here.
Sam's not a little girl, anons

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>>47017040
>>Can you... tuck me in?

I have a feeling that it's the drugs doing this to us.

>>47017040
>Thanks, I got it from here.
Sam still has SOME pride left.
Well, probably.

>>47017040
>Can you... tuck me in?

>>47017040
>>Thanks, I got it from here.
I don't think Tank can handle much more.

>>47017040
>>Thanks, I got it from here.

>>47017040
>>Thanks, I got it from here.