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There is an alien, eldritch quality to her constantly dancing edges – around her the fairies that you had seen before had changed too – they were little blobs of light… exuding happiness, joy and wonder… at you, you realize.

You don’t have to see it to feel these things. You are here, you are with them. You do not feel threatened or in danger… you are merely here with…

‘Kaga?’

You think you see a flicker of a smile, that cocky tilt and teasing jut of her hips with the turn of the flaming figure, but you can’t confirm for yourself. You think that you should bolt and run, especially with a presence as terrifying and incomprehensible as this… but you don’t. Contrary to feeling danger, you feel… protected.

Even if the being of fire and more before you was scarier than that movie marathon you went to as a child.

It finally moves. Kaga finally moves.

The fairies dance around her loop and buzz above you as she drops onto all fours, hovering above your form. You’re a little overwhelmed that you don’t feel any burning sensation – any pain… you actually feel… invited, to say the least. Her body drops onto yours fully, and you feel her weight come onto you – and the same sensation that you had felt when she pressed herself before.

Her head rises and you look at the blank flame where her face once was, feeling your non-existant collar tightening.

‘Don’t be afraid.’ She speaks with a voice that sounded more like two; one seemed to be authoritative and domineering… and the other caring and motherly. ‘I won’t harm you.’

You nod wordlessly… around you, red strings, like an aurora, dance. Kaga regards them, touching them with her fingers.

‘Interesting.’ She says curiously. ‘It is rather out of control… but clear. So clear.’

‘Kaga?’ You nervously speak.

‘Your pulse is rising.’ There is amusement… and a chastising quality to her echoing voice. ‘Your thoughts are all over the place.’

‘What are you doing?’

‘Helping you.’ She assures, tracing her hands onto either side of your head. ‘I want you to think about the battle.’

You’re immediately there. You are all of them at once, and none of them, teeth and blade and shells echo in your ears.

Nachi. Shigure. Tenryuu. Murakumo. Abyssals. Aquarius. Creatures.

The cavern.

The bond is there…

And there is black.

The room is gone... Kaga isn't there anymore.

The feeling of flesh returns in your right arm. You are standing once more in the cavern. The fairies are not there this time; the blue glow of the water is eerie yet comforting. You feel an energy in you, a skip in your step as you put one foot before the other in giddy relish.

And you stop.

>Call out for Kaga
>Look around
>‘Hang on, I’m not this thin.’ (Observe yourself)

>>213801
>‘Hang on, I’m not this thin.’ (Observe yourself)

>>213801
>‘Hang on, I’m not this thin.’ (Observe yourself)

>>213801
>‘Hang on, I’m not this thin.’ (Observe yourself)

You know, if you hadn't included the bit in parenthesis, I'd have thought this was the option to break the connection by searching for ways we are different from our kanmadu, interfering with the oneness of the experience.

>>213801
>‘Hang on, I’m not this thin.’ (Observe yourself)

>>213801
>>213815
Wait no, better idea.

>Look around

Kaga asked us to trust her so let's trust her. We are fine. She is fine. Where are we?

>>213801
>Look around

>>213801
>Look around

>>213801
>Look around

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You raise your attentions to the cavern – its ceiling is high and the rocks are jagged… but the water has a sort of warmth to it, even though it felt cool as you ran your fingers under its surface. It’s a strange sensation, feeling the flesh of your right hand running underneath the surface, but it isn’t unwelcome. A familiar pulse rocks through you as you do so… and the water seems to grow dimmer as you run your fingers through it. Sighing, you raise yourself to your feet, again, looking around.

‘What the Hell is this place?’

The last time you had been here – wherever here was – it had been when you had taken your oath to join the Admiralty. Only, this time, the fairies that you had seen before are nowhere in sight, there was less of a rush and more of a serene atmosphere and… Kaga was still not around, if she was meant to be in here with you, anyway.

‘Man, this is cold.’ You run your fingers underneath the surface again – the light of the cavern, once more, grows dimmer.

You sigh, running a hand through your – hat?

You frown as you find a hat just like the Admiral’s had been perched on your head. The emblem, the insignia – all of it looked familiar. It was strange and eerie – you had not felt it on your head at all. You look around again, trying to get your bearings again.

You find it useless to do so. There didn’t seem like there was an exit. Although, there were quite a few ledges near the ceiling… perhaps you’d try there.

‘Kaga, I don’t know how you think this is going to help me, but I really hope you’re not screwing around.’ You mumble to yourself.

You approach a wall, knocking against it with your flesh and blood right hand. It was still a strange feeling, but you didn’t care much. The rock was rough, and it didn’t look slippery or that it would come off from your weight – if that even mattered in here, anyway.

‘Solid.’ You say, although it’s more to assure yourself than anything.

You, to your surprise, easily leap – higher than you had ever been able to in your life – and manage to find a grip on one of the rocks. Although a nagging feeling at the back of your head told you that it was more like the rocks were built around your ability to grab them…

‘Never been able to do that before.’

You climb to the top of the chamber. It takes faster than you had anticipated; you now stand on one of the higher ledges, looking down at the pool…

‘Man, this place is something else…’ You look around again. ‘Wherever the Hell this is…’

The ledge seems to crack under your weight, and you fall face first into the water below and…

Are in the middle of the chamber once more.

You groan, rubbing your temples.

‘Okay, this is just getting weird. Where am I supposed to go – !’

Somethings strikes at you.

It's a familiar movement.

>TASK: Who? (Which of your Division members is it? Roll a 1d20 Highest wins.)

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>213888
>Shigure

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>213888
Tenryuu

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>213888
Nachi

>>213894
Now you done it, bro

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>213888
>Nagato

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>>213896
Panic?

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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>213894
I shall lend my support behind Nachi

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‘NACHI – ?!’

You don’t know how you do it, but you dodge the incoming blow – or the bulk of it, anyway. You don’t see the ferocious follow up as it finds you right in the gut… and the arm cannon that’s pulled right in your face with you looking right down its barrel. You see a flash of something, and time seems to slow down. As disabled as you are, you grab the barrel of the armament on Nachi’s wrist and with all your might… pull

Nachi’s shells fly right past you in a deafening whistle and blast, making a spidery crater in the wall of the flooded chamber. The pain in your gut is almost unbearable, but you manage to wrestle her weaponry into a blind angle. You don’t know where you get this strength, nor do you know where you somehow get the idea to take on a KanMusu, one under your command, no less, with your bare hands.

‘Oh, so the wannabe knows how to fight, huh?’ Nachi’s lips twist into a maniacal grin, her eyes filled with condescension; you would have none of it, keeping your grip onto her wrists so her cannons don’t fire directly into your face. ‘Did you forget? I don’t even need a damn shell to turn you into mulch!’

She fights back against your strength, painfully twisting your own wrists with a rotation of her own – you refuse to let her cannons go, fearful of their strength. You cry out as you can’t bear with the pain and Nachi grabs the collar of your uniform, bringing you close to her face, that twisted sneer taking over the bulk of it.

‘Go back home, wannabe.’

You feel a rush of wind and a lack of breath as another kick finds itself square in your gut, and the pain is so much that it rings in your ears. You hit the ceiling of the chamber painfully, somehow feeling every bone in your body, every organ that you have seemingly shatter as the whole chamber seems to warp and twist as you drop into the water.

You struggle to breathe. You struggle to swim. This can’t be right – you could swim. You’d done it before – yet, here you are, barely able to stay afloat, to stay serene. Below you the blue glow turns into a sickly green, one that was hot and dismissive of you – everywhere around you, you saw eyes and smirks… you see the Admiral, the Vice-Admiral, Nagato, Takao…

You see the Proctors.

What do you think this is? A circus?!

You struggle for air, gasping.

I don’t know where you think you are, sonny, but this isn’t where you belong.

‘N – No, I d – did my be – !’

You feel Nachi’s hand around your throat. She pulls you out. You lose the feeling in your right arm again. You lose the skip in your step, the energy… and you see Nachi’s smirk as she pulls you in.

'Come on. Cry.'

Familiar words ring in your ears… but from a different voice. Different voices.

You’re our God-damned COMMANDER.

>Write-In

>>213923
>"I'm not going to lose."

>>213923
>I won't quit until i know i've truly tried

>>213923
>"I'm not going to lose."
Going nuclear

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>>213923
>"Rage,Rage against the dying of the light."

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There’s a hitch in your throat. Nachi’s twisted features are ugly and frightening, but they don’t intimidate you. Not anymore; not with a gun in your face, and certainly not with someone trying their best to get you to fold. You don’t need to tell that to yourself. It’s second to your instinct; at this moment, it means more to you than breathing.

She brings you close to her face… planting a kiss on your lips. A disgusting, mocking and humiliating coup like the pat on the back before a knife finds its resting place.

‘Okay.’ She smiles, in a disturbed echo of comfort. ‘Cry.’

You throw a straight jab.

It connects.

It throws her back through the length on the chamber. Nachi skips like one of those pebbles you threw across the water in a surprising testament to your shocking strength; whatever the rules here were, they had nothing in common with where you were before. You cock your prosthetic, flexing your fingers on your other hand as you give the angry Nachi, now glowing with the same sickly green glow as the water before you, rising herself like a possessed thing.

The movements are eerie and sudden – they reminded you of those things encountered at Aquarius.

Somehow, you’re not fazed. Not one bit.

‘Hey, hey, what’s up?’ You rub the bottom of your nose with your thumb, dropping yourself into an unorthodox stance and raising your prosthetic again. ‘You’re not supposed to do this to your superior officer. They might put this on your permanent record.

She’s fast. Faster than you had thought. Faster than you had seen Shigure move during the mission.

Her kick connects with your side, sending you to one knee. There’s pain… but not much; not much at all. Another kick finds its way to your face, hooking behind your head and pushing you to balance yourself on one hand. She uses the force to bring you back towards her, and your gut makes contact with the barrel of her gun.

There is no pain.

‘You’re nothing!’ She calls out in an echoing rumble that seems to shake the very foundations of the cavern, the chamber – the green glow pulses brighter and dimmer in an almost paradoxical pattern ‘You’re a crying punk on the floor of a classroom!’

The chamber disappears. You’re in the middle of a classroom, looking at yourself – younger, broken and afraid on the floor… weeping his eyes out. Around you, you see the girls and boys of your memories past, each and every one of them laughing, snickering or shaking their heads, pointing at your younger self. The world seems to shake with every cry he lets out – the din almost inescapably painful every second you seemed to be here.

There’s mumbling in the crowd of children, of teenagers as you walk to your huddle self, unfazed and uncaring for those around you.

TBC

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As you take step by step towards the snotty kid on the floor, the laughter and the snickers get louder. You know it’s meant to scare you – that it’s meant to break you leave you worst than ever… to look away and run and never come back.

But you don’t. In fact, it only irritates you.

‘Oi, if you’re not gonna help that guy up, then walk away.’ You sigh… and the mumbles stop; the sound stops – and you’re in the Proctor’s Hall in Yokosuka again with your shivering younger self before your eyes; the crowd had gone… and the both of you were alone. ‘Get up.’

You do, snot-faced and scared, your younger self – you – do.

‘We screwed up a lot.’ You nod. ‘We’re not exactly drowning in the bucks and praises, and we’re still here.’ You don’t know who you’re talking to – there is not much light in this room – this Proctor’s Hall, and outside the windows, the sea is violent and the waves crash… they reach the windows, beating against them like a crazed mob. ‘But if you remember those two words…’

Your younger self wipes away his tears, looking ahead at you with eyes lit up with a familiar fire.

‘Well… I don’t need to tell you what you already know.’

You hold out a fist with your prosthetic… and he – you – meets it with a fist of their own and a smile.

You’re back in the cavern, your arm grabbing onto Nachi’s guns and pointing them away in a sense of deja vu. Her face, twisted and angry, yells at you indistinctly, even from this close. You find that it’s not because of any sort of interference… you just don’t think that whatever she has to say is the least bit important.

‘Yeah, I was.’ You address the last question, cocking your head back… and ramming it onto full force onto her own.

She staggers back, skidding back to regain balance.

‘What’s up? If you’re going to take the Commander’s head…’ You walk to her, almost lazily.

And bring the hammer down.

‘YOU GOTTA GIVE IT YOUR ALL!’

The punch seems to break Nachi’s face. Her whole body seems to crack like glass, barely holding herself up in the pool. The glow of the cavern turns from green to blue again, but you don’t care. Her hair, that long pony-tail cracks and drops into the cavern, dissipating into the blue. She raises herself to snarl at you, throwing a punch for good measure, but you meet it.

‘I screwed up a lot.’A lot more than you think or imagine. But I promised myself… that day before I got on the bus, I promised that even if I kept failing, even if the world laughed… that I would never turn my back to myself. I don’t know what I’m worth – maybe it’s less than shit.’

She cracks even more.

‘But it’s definitely not the value any of you put on me.’

Nachi shatters, smiling and nodding.

‘Not bad, sir.’

>‘You watched me this whole time?’ (Tired)
>‘What was that?' (Curious)
>‘Where are we?’ (Inquisitive)

Last line is meant to have:

>A giggling sound catches your attention - you turn to see your CV, arms crossed, her expression one of amusement... and... pride?

>>213973
>‘What was that?' (Curious)

>>213973
>‘Where are we?’ (Inquisitive)

>>213973
>‘Where are we?’ (Inquisitive)

>>213973
>‘What was that?' (Curious)

>>213973
>‘What was that?' (Curious)

>>213973
>‘Where are we?’ (Inquisitive)

>>213973
>‘Where are we?’ (Inquisitive)

>>213973
>'Where do we be?'

>>213973
>>‘Where are we?’ (Inquisitive)

did we choose good with Nachi?

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‘Where are we?’ You say the first thing that drops from your curiosity. ‘Are we inside my head or something?’

You notice that Kaga isn’t as naked as before – and you’re thankful for that, at least. She’s in her usual wear, hands folded over her front, regarding you neutrally. You do, however, notice that she’s floating with a faint glow about her – the same blue that the flames that you had seen engulf her. There are two spheres around her, dancing as she lands on the pool with a frown, steadying herself as though it was her first time standing on water.

When she finally gets her balance, she regains her dignity and looks straight at you… then to the ceiling of the chamber, letting out an exasperated breath.

‘No,’ Kaga says, ‘we are in the Stream. Or rather, your Stream.’

You look around, the chamber was right as rain again. The cracks from your battle with Nachi are gone, and the chamber looks to be put back as it was when you first arrived. The pool below you glows with a cheerful blue – a sharp contrast to the sickly green it had morphed into before.

‘This is the Stream? This doesn’t look like much.’

Kaga raises an eyebrow at you, smirking.

‘Would you like to see how it can be?’

Before you can reply… you find yourself once more in a familiar place. You had been here before. You feel yourself lurch, but steady your person. You didn’t like being here; not at all.

After all, you’d almost died here.

The skies are red and violent – lightning bolts make a show of their clashing, like tridents of mighty demons raking at one another. There is a wind here, unfriendly and ferocious, as though its mere presence was scraping your skin off your body. The waves rise and fall, though you don’t lose your balance – they look like armies ramming against one another, crying out for battle with every beat.

‘What the – ?’

You take a step back, taking it all in at once. As you do, the thunder sounds and the lightning flashes in an almost murderous strike across the skies.

Kaga raises her hands, urging you to calm down.

‘Don’t be afraid… if you are afraid, this place…’ She looks around, her expression stoic. ‘Gets scarier.’

‘This is – ?’ You take her advice, feeling the wave move beneath you and steadying yourself.

‘Also the Stream.’ Kaga explains as a raking clash of lightning, again, moves in the red skies. ‘The fairies and I were able to isolate your soul into your Door… that is, your end of the Stream – this is a Stream unlinked; full of turmoil and with no focus. Your Stream – our Stream.’ Kaga smirks at you. ‘It’s shocking that one with such a cluttered mind could have one so clear, really.’

‘Is that a barb?’ You put your hands in your pockets, raising an unamused eyebrow. ‘Feels like one.’

She shakes her head, smiling.

‘No, it’s… I’m surprised… is all…’

TBC

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Kaga staggers… and the two orbs floating with her seem to dim. You rush to her side, worried – she raises her hand to you to indicate that she has no trouble getting her own bearings. You back off, but hover over her, ready to help her up.

‘Kaga?’

She looks at you with fear in her eyes, trembling.

‘C – Can we go now? Please?’

You put a hand on her shoulder.

‘Are you okay?’

‘I don’t want to be here.’ She says in a timid voice. Above you, the thunder booms louder. The wind picks up and the dark waves grow more violent; she clutches at your sleeve, shaking. ‘Y – You’re the Comma – Commander… you have to break the link… I can’t…’

She stiffens, looking into the distance.

‘Ryuujou?’ Kaga cries out in relief, wiping tears from her eyes, opening her arms out in expectation – as if to embrace the whole world. ‘Hi – Hiryuu?!’ She takes one step after the other, looking right past you. Her eyes are shining with a light you don’t feel comfortable with. ‘You guys scared me; come on, let’s go back – !’

You turn to where Kaga’s eyes are looking. You see nothing.

The thunder cracks louder and the skies grow redder. You look to the black sea, where Kaga had now walked right past you, her arms wide open in embrace, caught in a trance of relief, love and comfort. You try to reach for her, but she walks right past you, taking step by step over the waves in a hypnotic march, giggling as she seems to talk with someone that wasn’t there.

‘K – Kaga?’ You turn back to her… and then back to the waves. ‘Kaga, there’s no one…’

Things rise from the depths. Men… decaying, rotting flesh in strange clothing that you’d never seen before crawl out of the waves, crawling towards you… towards her… they all cry out in a shrill voice. Kaga’s expression is one of joy, relief. Her arms are out, reaching towards the forms of rotting flesh, calling out to her. They rise one by one, until there’s nothing else but them around you.

You feel a chill go down your spine as the cry out once more.

‘Kaga, we have to go.’

They notice you, letting out a nightmarish cry.

‘No, they’re… they’re there…’ Kaga’s voice is one of frantic joy, of desperation. ‘Commander, my team! They’re here – !’

And you see the disemboweled form of a female… about the age of a middle school girl in the crowd, being devoured by the men risen from the depths, smiling as bit by bit she is torn apart.

Kaga…

You grab her.

You are in your room, on the floor and Kaga is on you, trembling, naked and alive and sweating. She looks at you, her eyes stung with tears.

You feel a wet, warm sensation at the front of your pants as you feel the shocked and vulnerable Aircraft Carrier… relieve herself on you, gasping and struggling to speak through her tears.

She looks utterly terrified, holding on to you as if afraid you'd go.

>Write-In

>>214178
>Comfort her

>>214178
no quikening with carrier unles shit punched trough the ceilling

>comfort her

>>214178
Put her up on the bed and wrap the blanket around her. Then sit beside her, ready to offer her comforting words or give her space if she asks for it.

If we are asked to give her space, remember to grab the clothes he needs for the negotiations

>>214157
>>214178
>OOC: And this is why ISSF doesn't get along with the Admiralty anymore. Also, the reason why the Carriers generally don't get along with the rest of the organization's KanMusu and are treated with a tinge of fear. Quickening nothing.

>>214186
>OOC: Pardon?

>>214178
>relieves herself

Fucking hell, OP

>comfort her

>>214199
>OOC: What?

>>214178
>Comfort her

>>214195
imeant that with kaga there is some baggage on quickening, or something related to it
or so i thought

>>214210
When one hears the expression 'relieve herself/himself', it usually assumed the went and peed. Therefore, Kaga relieving herself on us sounds like she peed on us, is what he's getting at.

>>214195
It's like they get Vietnam flashbacks in the stream.

>>214227
OOC: She did, though. Write-up in 30-45.

>>214245
Neat

>>214178
>Comfort her, get her enabled. Uh dunno what better word for it, you know up and walking / talking / active.

>>214260
Also, what time is it? are we late to the evening meeting?

>>214265
>the time

Oh shit, that's right, what time is it? We might be late for a date with a gang

>>214305
I feel if we were that behind, Takao would already be here looking for us

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The warmth and wetness on your pants leaves you speechless; Kaga’s form, naked and fragile as it is… is in a word, a sheer wreck. You have no idea what had just happened, nor do you know what it was about, but whatever you had just experienced, there’s no part of you that wishes to go back to that dark ocean ever again. An unfamiliar scent reaches your nose, and you fight down a grimace as you shift yourself.

Kaga’s arms stay on you, her empty eyes stained with tears, a touch of drool coming out of her mouth as she looks anything but the composed and sharp-tongued Carrier that you’d – surprisingly – grown used to. She looks like a lost child, delicate and desperate, her hands clutching at the cloth of your shirt, keeping you from getting any further away.

‘K – Kaga, I need to change my – !’

She trembles with her arms around you. Her grip is strong and firm, and she’s gasping as you try to calm yourself, her most intimate portions rubbing against yours – involuntarily, this time – scared to even give you the least bit of space.

You awkwardly return her embrace, her soft cries reaching only to your ears as she sniffs and breathes into your shoulder. Your prosthetic strokes her hair as she finally begins to speak.

‘Oh…’ She groans. ‘Oh…’ Her grip rakes your arms as she holds on to you. ‘Ryuujou… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…’

‘Kaga, you’re – !’

‘I left them!’ You find her hysterical nature frightening and alien – she looked so… so human to you now, clutching at you, desperate for nothing but your presence. ‘I… I left… them…’ You feel her teeth against your shoulder. ‘I couldn’t… I couldn’t…’

‘There, there… it’s okay, Kaga.’ You assure her, lifting her arms off you and bringing her to her feet. ‘You’re fine. You’re here… come on…’

You reach the mattress, setting her down. She seemed a bit calmer now, but it wasn’t saying much. Kaga puts her arms around herself and you set the blanket on her, looking around for something that you could use to – you see a towelette, Kaga’s, to be exact, on a chair. You reach for it and raise it for her to see.

‘I’m just wiping… okay?’

She nods. With surprising conviction and focus, you reach down beneath the covers, using Kaga’s expressions as a guide to your hands. When the red on her cheeks became apparent, you knew you had found the right place.

‘You have good fingers.’ She smiles, her eyes red. ‘You can go a little rougher. I think you’re touching my fluff.’ You stutter, trying to reach back, but she grabs your forearm, softly looking at you. ‘It’s all right, sir.’

You bite your lip. You scrape against her nethers a little rougher.

Kaga moans, a little drool dropping onto the mattress, her half-lidded eyes not leaving you.

You really need to start talking about something.

>‘Who’s Ryuujou?’
>‘What happened?’
>‘Are you okay?’

>>214343
>‘Are you okay?

>>214343
>>‘Who’s Ryuujou?’
The girl who almost was almost our choice for CVL?

>>214343
>>‘Are you okay?’

>>214343
>‘Are you okay?’

>>214343
>‘Are you okay?’

>>214359
OOC: Like I said, girls not chosen may or may not show up. I kept my promise. One showed up! :D As a zombie! Being eaten by other zombies! In Kaga's/Your Stream! Ain't I a stinker?

OOC: Also, now you know why KanMusu don't make such a big deal being naked or showing skin to their Commander/Vice-Admiral/Admiral. Doesn't really matter when you're baring your soul to each other in the literal sense.

>>214343
>‘What happened?’

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>>214367
>One showed up! :D As a zombie! Being eaten by other zombies!
Why are we here?
Just to suffer?

>>214343
>‘Are you okay?’

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>>214367
Well now I'm really glad I rolled that 1.

>>214157
>The fairies and I were able to isolate your soul into your Door… that is, your end of the Stream – this is a Stream unlinked; full of turmoil and with no focus. Your Stream – our Stream.
So we're in solitary now? I wonder how that will affect our ability to do our job in the future.
>>214343
She's clearly not OK, and I really don't want to accidentally this to her in the future, so:
>‘What happened?’

>>214407
>He doesn't know about Houshou's trauma.

Oh, what fun this is turning out to be for me.

>>214447
>Houshou's trauma.
Should I be scared?

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>>214447
>Traumatized Houshou

This bothers me deeply. She's too nice to be traumatized.

>>214426
Nah, the Door is that chamber where you fought Nachi. It's the gateway to the stream. You essentially beat down the instability as Nachi with your bare hands.

>>214460
Sweet

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>>214447
Oh dear

>>214447
>the mother of all IJN carriers
>not even a single trauma
i expeted it by day one

>>214343
>‘Are you okay?’

>>214343
>‘Who’s Ryuujou?’

We already comforted her! Time for INFORMATION.

The only thing asking her if she's okay will do is make things awkward. It won't move things forward and it won't tell us what happened to Kaga.

>>214178
>Kaga staggers… and the two orbs floating with her seem to dim. You rush to her side, worried – she raises her hand to you to indicate that she has no trouble getting her own bearings. You back off, but hover over her, ready to help her up.
>‘Kaga?’
>She looks at you with fear in her eyes, trembling.
>‘C – Can we go now? Please?’
Something happened in there. Something bad. Something we couldn't see. All we know is that it quickly took out the fairies and turned that place into her worst nightmare.

Isn't anyone else worried about that? What if it happens again at a more inopportune time?

>>215460
The way these have gone so far, we'll be asking her everything anyway. Might as well get them in the correct order, making sure she's ok first and then she'll answer everything.

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‘Are you all right?’ You look at her worriedly, agonizingly wiping away what you hoped was the last of it, taking the cloth and dropping it into the basket; you make a note to yourself to wash it after.

Kaga pulls a breath – she removes the blanket slightly, leaving you with a clear, unobstructed view of her chest. Heaving up and down; somehow or the other you don’t feel any… attraction, which is strange considering the 20-plus years of lonely nights you’ve had in your life. In fact, if anything, you’re more focused – more worried – for her.

‘Better.’ Kaga’s voice is timid and shaky, unlike what you’re used to from her – there is no snap or wit, but a fragile demeanor to it… it scared you, if only slightly. ‘I’m better now, thanks… sir.’

‘Hey, don’t stand up.’ You push to keep her down, but Kaga raises a hand – she’s still surprisingly strong – and pushes your prosthetic away, taking in air as she does.

‘No, I’m fine.’ She says – a little bit of her old self coming back from the tone. She smiles apologetically, nodding to your… area. ‘You… you should get out of those pants.’

‘Kaga-san, I didn’t know you liked guys with guts.’ You wink at her, hoping to alleviate the mood.

‘I love men with guts.’

You stiffen.

‘What?’

‘Courage.’ She explains. ‘Determination. Will.’

‘Oh.’ You let out a breath of relief.

‘But I don’t mind yours.’ She nods. ‘You’re surprisingly… your Stream; it’s clear. Not foggy.’

You feel a little uncomfortable, shuffling to your feet. This Kaga was just too weird for you to deal with.

‘I should get out of these pa – !’

You feel it wobble as you relieve yourself of the soiled garments; Kaga's eyes widen as yours roll, putting your hands over it.

‘Sorry, it can’t tell the damn difference.’ You sigh, hurriedly turning away.

‘Let me.’ You hear a rustle of fabric.

You stiffen, turning to her with a tight throat.

‘What?’

‘Come here.’

You hesitate.

‘K – Kaga, what are y – ?’

‘I’m a Carrier.’ She relieves herself of her blanket, her expression stoic, her legs… long. ‘The Admiralty and Sky Force recognizes how different my needs are. That’s… That’s why the split occurred. We carry the baggage before we even set foot into battle… and beyond it. We’re a lot more human… despite appearances.’ She looks away. ‘A lot more than we’d like to be.’

‘So, come here… or inside, if that’s what you want.’ She motions with her legs, putting them to one side. ‘I have three… so you don’t have to hesitate which one you use.’

She puts her arms underneath her chest, biting her lips.

‘Besides, I… I want to see if it works again.’

You find yourself speechless.

>‘Who’s Ryuujou?’ (Try to change the atmosphere)
>‘What happened?’ (Refocus)
>‘I’m sorry, Kaga, I won’t.’ (Leave for shower)
>Fall into sin

>>215839
>>‘What happened?’ (Refocus)

>>215839
>>‘What happened?’ (Refocus)

>>215839
>‘What happened?’ (Refocus)

>>215839
Are the fraternization regs the same for carriers, seeing as they occupy a special place within the Admiralty?

>>215839
>Fall into sin

No no, I'm not serious. Now's a bad moment to bring up her dead sister, so instead let's -

>‘What happened?’ (Refocus)

>>215871
OOC: I'll be a little clearer. Imagine you're a robot, right? No emotions and shit, no love no hate, just doing your stuff. That's essentially the "CORE" of the KanMusu prior to their re-summoning. They're patriotic one-mission-one-done sort of machines. Now, imagine dying, not caring... but were loved "ENOUGH" that you were given a name and a purpose - the Shipgirls are not human and cannot into afterlife like mortals - like you and I. But you're a robot, so you don't give a shit and just drift, waiting for your next mission. Then you're ripped into this world from your rest to pay penance for your role in WAR, not understanding why you have to... and then you feel...

Confusion. That's new. Fear. That's new, too.

KanMusu summoned usually take more than a year to get used to their new form and their new legs, like a baby if you will... but what the most of them take a lot longer to handle are alien concepts like emotion, family, bonds and the like. Thank God for the fairies, amirite?

Now, imagine, as a Carrier, conceptually your weapons... are PEOPLE. And that every single one of them has a hope, fear, dream, crime, prejudice and grudge. Now here you are, a robot who practically just summoned into a 2nd life as a human/elemental spirit to protect humanity - as it was, in your past life, that was your purpose and you are being called again. Carriers are more magically-inclined in their combat, while other ships save Akitsumaru and Akashi are more tech-inclined on the fairy spectrum.

Because they're more magically inclined, they draw on the emotions and passions more often.

To put it simply, imagine that every time you fire an arrow you have to tune out a cry of bloodlust from someone that served on you in your past life or a fear of not coming back.

Not so easy being a Carrier... but as a side effect, they're a lot closer to humans than most other ships.

>>215839
>‘What happened?’ (Refocus)
Nope!

>>215871
I don't think there are fraternization regs in regards to shipgirls (if there are they aren't even given lipservice). We're in a paramilitary organization where our superior officer is fine being seen with women hanging off of him during negotiations with public officials.

Hell, if anything we've been getting approval (often in the form of teasing, but still) from the shipgirls, the people around us, and the vice-admiral in regards to being in a healthy relationship with both Nagato and Takao.

This last chapter was...look something is up. I'm seeing a lot of subtext here.
>>215839
>‘But I don’t mind yours.’ She nods. ‘You’re surprisingly… your Stream; it’s clear. Not foggy.’
Ok, wow. That right there is her telling us that she has looked into our mind and upon our soul and found she didn't mind anything in it. That's incredible. It also seems to be a turn on for her.

>‘K – Kaga, what are y – ?’
>‘I’m a Carrier.’ She relieves herself of her blanket, her expression stoic, her legs… long. ‘The Admiralty and Sky Force recognizes how different my needs are. That’s… That’s why the split occurred. We carry the baggage before we even set foot into battle… and beyond it. We’re a lot more human… despite appearances.’ She looks away. ‘A lot more than we’d like to be.’
>‘So, come here… or inside, if that’s what you want.’ She motions with her legs, putting them to one side. ‘I have three… so you don’t have to hesitate which one you use.’
>She puts her arms underneath her chest, biting her lips.
>‘Besides, I… I want to see if it works again.’
My interpretation of this is that she has strong (and possibly novel) feelings towards us following the events in our Stream and desperately wants us to accept her as fully as she accepted us. And she's trying to get that across to us the best way she knows how.

...Gah, now I'm so conflicted about what to choose.

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You turn away from Kaga’s legs, spread and inviting as they are.

‘W – What happened in there?’

‘I got scared.’ She says neutrally.

‘What?’ You turn back to her, not caring for your pants-less self this time.

‘I told you… when you get scared, that place gets… scarier.’ She lets a out a heavy sigh, as if it was a heavy admission. ‘It’s my fault. I should have… I should have told you to steady yourself before the fairies and I pushed us into there.’ She looks apologetic, hefting her bosom in a shift of her seat. ‘There’s… That’s the reason Quickenings with Carriers are the most dangerous. We’re so… so attuned with emotion that we…’ She shakes her head, trailing off, before she continues with determination. ‘We have to keep in check better than most… if not all others.’

‘Why?’ You frown, confused.

‘I told you – our magic – the fairies, they…’

Kaga’s eyes drift to your nethers, her mouth open in a sort of trance.

‘Kaga, come on.’ You comically attempt a cover up, embarrassed.

‘It’s… okay.’

‘Kaga.’ You shuffle nervously. ‘Come on, it’s…’

‘I’m sorry.’ She sits upright, hands over her chest, a slight shiver to her form. ‘I have to keep it under control – I have to, we Carriers, we’re just a lot more connected with you… with you humans, more than we want to be.’ She sighs. ‘Even after all these years it’s hard to get used to. When Carriers enter a Quickening I’d heard – we’d been told – that the instability is due to our very nature. In my past life, I…’

She struggles to go on.

‘People were our weapons.’ She admits, her expression one of disgust. ‘Their emotions, their lingering presence, have taken their place in this world.’

‘You – !’

‘Believe me… I don’t want to feel like this.’ Kaga looks angry, hateful, throwing a dark look that sends your reeling. ‘It feels wrong… but I don’t want it to go away. I understand it better, you… the people of this world… my past Commanders… the Shamans…’

She smiles, tears falling once more.

‘It’s beautiful and terrible.’ She says, her voice like a child’s. ‘But most of all it’s terrifying. I… my friends helped me tune it out before, but… I – I can’t…’ She puts her face in her hands. ‘I just can’t…’

‘Kaga?’ You reach out to her.

‘I tried shutting it away… but for some time now, I couldn’t.’ She clutches her head, gritting her teeth. ‘I feel happy like you. I have dreams like you. Sometimes I find myself thinking what sweet tastes like… I remember the feeling, even though I shouldn’t.’

She brings a fingertip to her tongue.

‘That is what it means to be a Carrier, sir…’ She looks up at you, eyes red, confused, longing. ‘To be more human than we choose to be.’

This was no war machine, no weapon.

This was a woman.

>Write-In

>>216089
>Write in
Alright, first of, do not have sex with her. It would be basically taking advantage of the poor girl under emotional distress. Just because she seems to want it, doesn't mean it's the right course of action.

She clearly needs just to have someone to let her vent her troubles on. We can say we will always have an ear out for her, should she need someone to talk too. We have already seen her troubles in part, so we can understand a bit of what she is going through and it's probably not something she has shared with many other people.

Also, we still have a meeting to get too.

>>216111
This seems like the most reasonable course of action.

>>216089
>>216111
This.

We can't just walk away from...that would break her. And its kinda our fault too.

>>216111
Dude she is way past the level of 'just needs someone to talk to'. Did you not see her struggling to keep her emotions in check? Hear her tell us outright that she flat out /can't/ shut it out anymore?

She is past the breaking point, and once you get there, no amount of talking will help. We need to help her get rid of some of this emotion or she will never be stable enough to help through dialog.

>>216089
>Write-In
Kiss her on the head and hug her tightly. "I can't say I'm all that familiar with this situation myself, but I won't let you face it alone. Also, I promise you, I will find a way to let you taste sweet. I'll stake my reputation as a chef on it."

>>216149
i.e. Be proactive in helping her, rather than just passively there if she chooses to seek us out again as Spectral's vote would have us.

Give her something to look forward to, something we can do (heck we already promised to lean how to bake a dish they could appreciate).

>>216149
>>216162
>>216089
Shifting my support over to this.

>>216149
>>216162
I can agree to your sentiment here.

Although finding a way for her to let out and direct the excess emotions in an actual healthy manner is the challenge.

>>216149
> Kiss her on the head and hug her tightly. "I can't say I'm all that familiar with this situation myself, but I won't let you face it alone. Also, I promise you, I will find a way to let you taste sweet. I'll stake my reputation as a chef on it."

SO much this.

I feel like there's no good answer here. Good luck, guys.

>>216089
>Write-In
I'll have to attend some meeting soon. I'm supposed to bring a girl. You're coming?

>>216089
>>216111
This

>>216111
This is good

>>216162
This is good.

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You sit – drop – onto the mattress, unsure of how to go on proper. The situation is surreal; on the mattress, on the floor, Kaga clutches herself, shivering from a chill that isn’t there. You’d always found yourself without words at times, but you find that at this time… you truly were. From the time you were a boy to when your finally reached manhood, you’d seen the posters, flyers and adverts urging able young men to carry the Admiralty to victory – to work side by side these invincible Valkyries and bring glory back to humanity.

You would have never expected this; that Nachi would ever doubt you, that Shigure would be so insubordinate, Takao so simple… and Kaga so fragile.

You reach your prosthetic to her, putting a hand on her shoulder; her eyes widen as she grabs your metallic wrist – you can feel her weak grip, but she doesn’t push you away. You roll your shoulder underneath your shirt as the fabric had become unbearable since the start of the affair, shuffling yourself closer to Kaga. Her breathing is irregular and blatant, her cheeks are stained with lines of tears.

‘I’m here.’ She flinches under your arm, looking away from you – as if in shame, and it tugs at your strings, but you steady the course, linking your fingers together with her in an awkward seated embrace; for once, you’re thankful that your libido doesn’t rise itself to the occasion… much. ‘I don’t know what you want… or what you need, but what I can tell you is that…

‘I won’t let you face it alone.’

Taking a leaf out of Takao’s book, you close in with a kiss to her forehead… only for her to raise her own head and meet your lips. Your eyes widen as you realize that the sensation isn’t quite like you imagined your first heavy first kiss to be. For one, you’d always thought that it’d be a drunken cougar in a bar with a child your age and heavily-enhanced breasts who’d only do it because her equally aging and plastic comrades would have dared her to – and leave you a humiliated mess on the floor as the pattern went. For two, as far as things went Kaga was nowhere near hard on the eyes.

For three, you were actually fighting to keep it down rather than breaking the beast out in full, which was saying something.

Kaga moans into your mouth – with a jolt you realize this isn’t her first rodeo, her first inception into passion – she’d had experience, years on you when it came to this, effectively sucking on your tongue as your lips part. Your back feels like jelly – her hands had found their way under your shirt and up your back, rubbing and touching.

You hear a snicker rumbling within your cheeks, and gingerly back away… to see a…

Who was this? You wonder hazily.

Kaga. Right.

‘Well, what do you know?’ She smirks, pressing her forehead against yours, feeling a hand against your…

Oh my.

‘It lives.’ She pecks you on the lips.

>TASK: Roll for Resistance (1d6 each)

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>216528

Rolled 5 (1d6)

>>216528
AND THEN NAGATO, TAKAO, AND TENRYUU WALKED IN.

>>216551
Maybe

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>>216552

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>216528
Down boy!

Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>216528

Rolled 2 (1d6)

i like the horror factor to this quest keep up the good work.

>>216560
OOC: Pardon? I don't think I understand. I don't remember putting any horror scenes.

>>216561

He means the risk factor of rolling dice

>>216561
well maybe not horror.
I just like the tension of our predicament (like the town being destroyed) and how each girl has different trauma to deal with.

>>216560
If the DC was 16, then we nailed it. Good job guys we... avoided having sex with a hot chick.

Sigh.

>>216576
We have a meeting with a gang boss to get to. It's time to buck up and be a responsible commander, not a horndog.

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>216528

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‘Kaga, I – I can’t…’

Her mouth stops mere millimeters from your head, her hot breath tickling it more than you thought it would. You didn’t have much will left, but whatever you had you felt that you had to put a stop to this before Kaga did something she would probably regret in the morning and would end up with you in the brig with a burly, hairy, middle-aged man making you his new best friend.

She regards you sadly, her fingers gently stroking you.

‘I know… you – !’

You raise your hands. You don’t know what you’re doing anymore.

‘I have a meeting la – !’

‘Commander! Kaga!’

The door bursts open, and a worried Houshou rushes in, the door slamming violently. Her eyes are wide open with worry, and she is very much out of breath and disheveled. You feel a grimace growing as you look from the still woman to the panicky one, whose own eyes dart between you and your partner.

‘I don’t care. I am going to live to see tomorrow… if only to see a damn knob get installed on every door in the barracks.’ You grumble.

‘Kaga!’ She practically leaps into the downed woman’s form, clutching her tightly. ‘Oh, are you all right?’

Kaga returns the embrace, a smile forming upon her lips.

‘I’m… I’m fine, Houshou.’

‘I felt it…’ Houshou pulls back, her eyes threatening to spill tears, shaking the larger woman. ‘Why would you open a Door like that?! You’re not stable there!’

‘I’m sorry, I… I wanted to help th – !’

‘And you!’

She rounds on you, eyes ablaze, and you find yourself a million times tinier.

‘M – Me?’ You squeak, hoping her judgment would be quick and painless.

‘Oh, not you, sir.’ She waves her hands in apology, before looking to the top of your head. ‘Them.’

A fairy drops onto your shoulder, as frightened as a mouse, then another.

‘I can’t believe you! You’re supposed to make sure she doesn’t do that!’ She rounds on your form, her face scrunched in an enraged twist. ‘Some watchdogs you turned out to be!’ As you wonder just how bad Houshou could get… you realize that it’d only been the tip of the iceberg so far. ‘SHE COULD HAVE BEENKILLED! SHE COULD HAVE KILLED THE COMMANDER AND INNOCENT PEOPLE! WHAT IN THE WORLD DO YOU THINK WOULD HAVE HAPPENED WHEN YOU OPENED THE DOOR?!’

They cower on your shoulders.

‘I’m sorry.’ Even you apologize.

‘Oh, I don’t mean you, sir… you wouldn’t have kno – Oh.’ She pulls back, looking at you in confusion, then to Kaga. ‘How… How did you get out of the Stream? If you activated it, then…’

‘He did.’ Kaga nods, shifting herself fully out of the covers.

‘Oh, my…’ She puts a hand to her mouth, slightly red. ‘Well… let’s see the damage. I haven’t had a good look yet.’

Houshou gets to her feet… and begins to disrobe.

>‘What are you doing, Houshou?’ (Inquire)
>Stay silent.

>>216616
>>Stay silent.

>>216616
>Stay silent.
It keeps happening

>>216616
>Stay silent.

>>216616
>Stay silent.
inb4 everyone else comes in and starts disrobing as well.

>>216616
>Bleat weakly like the sheep we are. 'Baa'

>>216616
>‘What are you doing, Houshou?’ (Inquire)

>>216616
>‘What are you doing, Houshou?’ (Inquire)

>>216651
We should just make it a whole team building exercise at this point

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>>216677
>team building exercise

So that's what they're calling it these days...

>>216687
It honestly wouldn't surprise me if we ever make it to a hot spring episode and Commander finds himself surrounded on all sides by his naked division.

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You don’t say a word as Houshou discards the last of her robes, clad in only her underwear now. She reaches back to her brassiere, and you briefly wonder how firm her form is. Kaga’s form had a sort of proportion and worn, experienced manner to it – Houshou… Houshou was as simple as can be; she lacked the chub and contours of other women, but it didn’t mean that she was any less of an eyeful to you. Her thin legs carried her petite – almost huggable form; you could seen several scars on her shoulder and forearm, and one particularly violent one across her chest.

You don’t know why you do it, but Houshou’s suddenly regal demeanor gets you to your feet and you reach for the back of her brassiere – amidst her complaints of “new-fangled useless luxuries” or something to that effect, and she thanks you, dropping her bottoms to the floor and leaving her just as exposed as your other Carrier was.

She drops to her knees, crawling over to Kaga. You feel a lump in your throat, still and silent, watching the woman undo her ponytail and putting her hands over Kaga’s… knees? To your shock, Kaga had… had spread her legs in invite for the woman, who reaches for her robes and pulls out a ceramic bottle, regarding Kaga’s exposed core with a bite of her lip. She pours the contents over her hands rubbing all over it before bringing her head down, and…

To your further shock, brings her rounded bottom directly into your view.

‘Did the Commander check it for himself?’ She inquires, placing a hand on either side of her groin to… steady her, you suppose; you’re still in a bit of a stupor, wondering just what it is she was going on about.

‘No…’ Kaga raises her eyes to meet you – you see a ghost of a smirk and a raised eyebrow… and the sudden heat rising from underneath your non-existent collar.

‘Oh, was I interrupting?’ Houshou raises herself from between Kaga’s legs, throwing a look of apology to you and then looking back to Kaga.

Kaga shakes her head again. You look away.

‘No, he was… just about to leave, really.’

Houshou snaps right up, finding your gaze and giving you a look of the utmost exasperation, before bring a hard slap onto your bare thigh. You reel back – you felt like a teacher had found out you’d copied your friend’s homework.

‘Commander!’ She says in a scolding tone, hands on her hips – even nude, she looked quite intimidating. Kaga, behind her, snickers behind a closed fist and you feel a little betrayed. She goes back to between Kaga’s legs… and you see her spread her a little, her expression troubled. ‘Was this the cause of activation? No.’ She raises her eyes to meet Kaga’s, who looks away. ‘It wasn’t, was it… not for you.’

TBC

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‘A little, but…’ Kaga mumbles, shifting herself as Houshou ran her wet fingers up and down her slit, her breathing irregular as you agonizingly watch her stoke her insides with one finger. ‘I felt them again, their spirit… it was my fault. I thought I’d gotten over it.’

‘It’s all right.’ Houshou holds her cheek, her gaze tender and understanding. ‘I know how hard it is…’

Kaga nods.

‘Breathe.’

Without warning, she cocks her hand back… and slowly pushes her fingers and half her hand into Kaga. The woman lets out a cry, one of relief, one of pain, one of sheer ecstasy, clutching the sheets as Houshou brings her tiny hand into Kaga’s very core. The larger of the two women looks lost in a sort of bliss, and recognizing your worry, manages to raise a hand to steady your fears.

Though, not by much.

‘H – Houshou, wh – !’ You stutter, looking at the scene unfolding before you in disbelief.

‘Commander… please.’ Houshou’s smirk looks very much like Kaga’s – the Kaga you had grown used to. ‘Or if you’re not busy…’

She shakes her rump, her winking arousal in your face, and you find your throat dry. It sways like a pendulum of invite – and the only thing keeping you from doing anything remotely immoral is the thought of the Admiral’s mustached features looking at you in disappointment… and your duty, of course, the booty.

You shake your head. Your duty. Most definitely, your duty.

‘He’s not like that, Houshou.’ Kaga wheezes, before frowning – almost glaring at the smaller woman. ‘You’re scratching me now.’

‘Didn’t look like it to me.’ She says, exasperated, slowly drawing out her hand; to your mixed feelings, she holds her glistening hand up, sniffing at it. ‘Almost fully healed… you’re a bit tight, though,’ she sighs, running another finger up and down her slit. ‘I’m envious. It’s like they gave you something new.’

‘Very funny.’ Kaga frowns at her.

‘You had your womb and lady bits turned into burger meat.’ Houshou ‘I’m surprised they healed this quickly. Oh.’ Houshou puts another finger inside, before drawing it out and making a fist. ‘The toughness is back as it is… let’s try the – !’

She pushes it in. Hard.

‘HOUSHOU!’ Kaga throws her head back, drool leaking from her clenched teeth.

‘You know what this reminds me of?’ Her eyes glint mischievously. ‘That club. I think I have enough saved up for another all-nighter.’

‘Nothing beats a true blue man in your s – Mm!’ Kaga breathes out, somehow giving you a wink, her legs quivering. ‘I t – thought this was a stress test.’

‘Well, I am certainly not shoving a torpedo into your nethers, if that’s what you’re asking for.’ Houshou rolls her eyes. ‘Commander, what do you think?’

>‘I don’t know what you’re talking about!’ (Exasperation)
>‘Just what are you doing?’ (Inquire)
>‘I’m done.’ (Leave, Shower)

>>216701
>‘Just what are you doing?’ (Inquire)

>>216701
>>‘Just what are you doing?’ (Inquire)

>>216701
>‘I’m done.’ (Leave, Shower)

>>216701
>>‘Just what are you doing?’ (Inquire)

>>216701
>‘I’m done.’ (Leave, Shower)

>>216701
>‘I’m done.’ (Leave, Shower)

>>216701
>‘Just what are you doing?’ (Inquire)

>‘Just what are you doing?’ (Inquire)

>>216701
>‘Just what are you doing?’ (Inquire)
You lost me

>>216701
So much 'wat' at this. Lets ramble questions and book it! we have our duty to the commercial district.
>‘Just what are you doing?’ (Inquire)
>‘I don’t know what you’re talking about!’ (Exasperation)
>‘I’m done.’ (Leave, Shower)
In that order.

>>216771
And maybe add something about talking later.

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‘Houshou… just what are you doing?’ You manage to find your tongue as Houshou gets back to work, your eyes trying to find anywhere to look that wasn’t particularly indecent – no such luck. ‘Kaga?’

‘Kaga… has new lady bits.’ She shakes her own bare rump for emphasis, winking at you. ‘As a KanMusu with experience, I was assigned by the ISSF due to my transfer here, to keep an eye to her continued recovery in addition to be of… service to you.’ She finishes with a smirk.

You frown. Something didn’t add up.

‘Shouldn’t we be hiring a gyno or something for that?’ You cross your arms, looking at Kaga then back to Houshou, who kept thrusting her fist in and out of Kaga like a piston. ‘Instead of doing it… like this?’

‘Commander…’ Kaga bites her lip, looking at you with a dazed… and slightly hurt look.

‘No one would touch us there.’ Houshou says neutrally. ‘At least not without a richer bank account.’ She goes on with her work. Driving her fist harder into Kaga. ‘Before Akashi was summoned, I served as the medic to the girls… we’re a lot more resilient than we’re advertised, believe me.’ She grunts. ‘But we’re also… different. Not a lot of humans’ve learned how to treat us proper… down there, at least.’ She smiles at you, flushed. ‘You do know Kaga’s still in recovery from her last mission, of course.’

You frown as some liquid arousal from Houshou’s own nethers flicks onto your cheek. Houshou looks a little apologetic at it.

‘Yeah, I do.’

‘You do know the full extent of her injuries?’ She raises an eyebrow.

‘No, she… she just told me that… she had to hold her own guts in.’ You feel a little guilty now, and Kaga looks away, holding onto the back of her knees. ‘I should’ve asked more, huh?’

‘Well, it’s not as if it’s important…’ Houshou’s sarcasm is sharper than you’d normally give her credit for. ‘I’m glad you respected her privacy enough…’ She does something, pressing down on her pelvis with one hand and seemingly pushing inside with the other. ‘How does this feel, Kaga?’

The rivulet making its way out around Houshou’s hands answers for her; Houshou frowns as the wet slop pools on the mattress, muttering something or other about plastic and absent-mindedness. She pushes Kaga’s belly down, fully pulling out a hand, leaving an exhausted… almost euphoric Kaga resting on the mattress, trembling.

‘I... am envious.’ She says with a good-natured smile, leaning over the woman and kissing her on the forehead.

‘Houshou?’

‘It’s almost fully recovered, there’s no need to worry.’ She gives Kaga’s groin a good pat like a mechanic would the hood of a fixed car… and turns to you. ‘Sir?’

‘Yeah?’

She presents herself, throwing you a sultry gaze.

You can see everything.

‘So... how’s mine?’

This. Isn’t. Happening.

>Write-In

OOC: If you haven't notice, Carriers are backed the fuck up. That's what you get when some of your arrows are thinking about how they're going to bring their wives to the seventh level of Paradise after they get home from the war.

Tragic, innit?

>>216778
>"Awesome."

>>216778
Oh god, where's a cock block when you need one Never thought I would say that

Though seeing this scene, that would just add more nude insanity to the scene.

>>216778
You know what? Fuck the regs.
>Sex the carriers.

>>216778
>Sex the carriers.

I'm so damn tired of us making faux passes. Every single time someone hears we refused one of these girls we get looks of disappointment or glares of irritation as they try to explain to us in small words that we should have taken the offer.

It feels like the standard conduct with these girls is very different from that of humanity. And our refusal to acknowledge that will only continue to cause us issues down the road.

>>216778
>Sweat Heavily

I'm starting to that wonder if all carriers are like this, if there has ever been a case of one raping someone.

>>216802
>>216811
Y'all could just left for the shower, you know. You knew Kaga wasn't going to let her claws out of your noodle once she complimented your soul. BUT NOOOOO you guys had to show you were caring and would be there for her and basically turned her on switch to overdrive and refused to stick it in.

Takao wouldn't have gone all the way with you. She's a tease and a flirt, but she ain't doneit before.

>>216819
Don't click this unless you're very, very curious.
There are no virgin carriers. None.

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>>216829
Well now I guess we have to.
I just hope nobody tells the Admiral.

>>216829
Agreed, it's like we're trying to act like the most spaghetti virgin we can think of. It's time to follow our dick and bond with the carriers.

>>216829
What a bunch of emotion sluts

>>216778
Duty first, sex later.
We still have stuff to do.
Like starting a gangwar.

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>>216829
>Takao still pure
Nice

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>>216841
>Not being able to start a gangwar right after getting laid

We're the chosen one. I'm sure we can handle it.

>>216849
KanMusu don't actually have a libido part of their angst is their lack of one... and they're jealous of the CVs, CVLs for having them for the most part. Takao was friends with Houshou and Kaga - and picked up a thing or two from them when it came to...

You know... MEN.

We're the first fucker to actually react to her. Congratulations, she'll never let up now.

>>216778
I still don't think we have time to sex carrier before our negotiations. Let alone 2 now.

>>216853
What about Nagato?

>>216829
what about nagato or tenryuu?

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>>216853
>We're the first fucker to actually react to her. Congratulations, she'll never let up now.
Fucking what?!

I just can't see how not a single other person would react to her (or to some of these shipgirls) for over an entire decade.

>>216869
If I'm understanding things right, it's because MC actually regards the KanMasu as human, not dangerouscoolscaryenemykillers.

>>216869
Takao didn't have that teasing nature of hers until Atago passed... after which she started hanging out with Kaga and became... more cheerful and flirty, and a little more human. I can write a short story about their meeting if you want, expand it a little. Atago passed about 3 years ago in-universe.

CVs, CVLs and AVs generally don't get along with other Daughters.

You can be hot, but if you're a "filthy mutie", no one's going to touch you unless they paid in coin. Ask Houshou. ;_;

>>216862
>>216866
My lips are sealed for Nagato, but Tenryuu ain't got time for that sheet.

>>216875
>People not wanting to fuck the dangerouscoolscaryenemykillers.
What's wrong with this world?

>>216875
He doesn't. One of the points is that he - and effectively, you - are starting to.

A lot of the KanMusus hold humans in contempt, too.

>>216880
>Tenryuu ain't got time for that sheet.

She sure will once we put the moves on her for real.

>>216883
isnt that kind of weird as they are using the kanmusu as pr tools to entice guys to enlist?

or is that as soon as they do get in, they quickly find out something that makes them NOPE that idea of interpersonal relations out of their heads?

>>216883
I don't know man. This clearly isn't our based in our universe

>>216893
The latter.

Specifically, the Stream. Most Commanders/VAs/Admirals are monks in that regard. The Vice-Admiral is an exception, but that's... well, it'd be spoiling if I say any more.

>>216897
so that means that the average man can't handle the girls....unique experiences

would have been better to get psychiatrists as subcommanders to help

or get people with high levels of mental fortitude to enlist

>>216880
I be down for that short story. Those could be a good thing to write when the threads are in auto-sage too.

>>216880
if we're short of funds we could pimp ourselves out to the carriers if things get desperate

but those in our division get it for free for morale reasons.....

thats kind of depressing that we may have to actually follow descartes advice to keep morale and efficiency and emotional status of our grilles, this be some grim dark reality too

and since there are establishments where men provide....services... to women, it also seems that we may have disparity of men to women due to the war killing off most of men

>>216897
>Carriers have a libido
Speaking as the guy who wanted Ryuujou in our team, I'm now glad that I lost

>>216913
You have no idea how depressing it is to think that no guy would touch you even after you've held bridges and skyscrapers and taken shells to the face to protect them... and they look at you like you're some sort of... thing and not like a woman.

RJ: Hey, I get off at 9! Wanna hang out?
Guy: Um... I think I gotta get going, you know, gotta fresh start
RJ: I think our hangar's got the day off tomorrow... and the Shaman's'll be happy to let me off the hook...
Guy: I... I don't think so. Bye. Your gear's been attuned.

Akagi: Hey, wanna... wanna go out? I heard they're having a fair at - !
Guy: ...Why?
Akagi: I mean, you sat with us at lunch today, and I thought - !
Guy: They got those 1-800 things for your kind of thing, right?
Akagi: Y - Yeah... but it'd be my... treat...
Guy: I think it'd be cheaper to give them a call.

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>>216913
The hero we need but don't deserve

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>>216921
That's really depressing...

We should get our protege/attendant to start dating one of the carriers.

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>>216921
>The faggot not going to the fair with Akagi

>>216921
if MC keeps on treating the grilles like they are actual grilles, then that may make us a hot commodity among kanmusu.....wonder how long before we encounter one that would want us to their selves or else nice boat

more likely than you think with that and ptsd to deal with

>>216921
>Akagi: I mean, you sat with us at lunch today, and I thought - !
The abyssals are right.
Mankind should be purged

>>216921
I-Im scared of what Shinano could do now.....;~~;

>>216925
akagi even offered to pay for you and her food....akagi paying for her own food, thats really desperate for that to happen

I declare a crusade to take all cVnts as our daughterus

>>216932
The Kanmusu protect mankind.
In return they get treated like shit.
Is this a nightmare if so WAKE ME UP

>>216924
Well they have a bit of a hardon for Houshou don't they?
>Call attendants, order them to 'Finish this'.

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>>216940
I like your style.

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>>216940
>Cucking yourself

ABSOLUTELY

>>216940
You know, they did seem fine with her. If they both are actually fine with shipgirls like we are, that's a good thing.

>>216940
They have girlfriends. I thought I made it clear a few threads ago.

>>216940
NO, WE NEED TO SEX THE BOTES OURSELVES TO ASSERT DOMINANCE

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>>216965
WE WILL FUCK ALL THE BOTES.

>>216969
>SO YOU WANT TO FEEL LIKE A WOMAN, HUH?

>>216969
>SO YOU WANT TO FEEL LIKE A WOMAN, HUH?

So Houshou paid for male prostitutes?

What about Kaga?

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‘All right, Houshou.’ You snicker, putting your hands on either side of her rump; she shivers – stiffens – in shock as you pull her behind towards you, breathing in her raw scent. ‘All right.’

‘S – Sir?’ Houshou looks back at you, over the mounds of her bottom, her eyes wide with fear… expectation… and desire.

You bite your lip, inexperienced as you are. You’d never been with a woman before. Your whole existence when it came to this pretty much boiled down to the pathetic pre-war blue films and spreads, which didn’t actually help much right now. You had never expected a woman – a real, breathing, pretty lady – to give themselves to you like this. You kiss her warm core like you would meet her lips.

You manage a view of Kaga, whose eyes grow wide in surprise at your action. Houshou gasps for breath, her legs quivering as you hug them close to your body, treating her warm opening as you would her delicate lips. You find yourself fighting down a smile as it winks violently at you, the rough texture of her goosebumps proving all too much that she was as much a woman as she was an instrument of war.

‘You’re glowing, Houshou.’ You rumble, reaching inside with a prosthetic, as though trying to pick at a hollow piece – one finger, then, two, stirring her looser-than-expected insides; you hum in delight as your actions cause her opening to spasm violently against your intrusion and Houshou’s hand hold on to your knee to keep her own person up.

‘Th – Thank you.’ Houshou’s voice is desperate, needy and afraid. ‘Are those your…?’

You roughly spread her; she cries out in a voice you find that you’re not used to – but don’t mind at all, raiding her for that she is worth like a starving man having his first meal in a long time. You don’t lick or probe – you drink her for all she’s worth – she flails in your arms, coiling and uncoiling like a fearful serpent, but you don’t let go.

Your left thumb probes her back entrance, and you hear her breath grow heavier and shallower with every prod of your digit. Houshou is crying out something fierce, there’s a sadness to her howls a desperation to her trembles, but you don’t give her an inch – you don’t give her a breadth. You would finish her, as she was, here and now – an intruder into her most private of regions.

You would eat her like you would the hungry at the winter feast.

‘Commander…’ She lets out a choked gasp – our thumb intrudes her other hole; you can feel her writhing violently, but she does the exact opposite of an animal trying to escape. ‘Oh!’

She draws herself into you even more, famished and needy for the sensations that you had bestowed upon her in the moments past. You take in the most raw of her scents, drinking from her like you would a fountain.

She twitches and spasms.

She screams.

And you feel a wet heat upon your shaft.

TBC

>>216963
Yes i remember but this is for the good of all you know "the greater good" while we start a gangrape.
Nah really id say what we do depends on the time. If there's time,
sure fist(s) of power go ahead, but this meeting is so pumped, not to mention Takao is there....

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>>216698
>filename
So something like this?

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You would cry out if you were the type to – it’s sudden and heavenly – up, down, around. You fall back onto your hands as Houshou rolls over, wet and sweaty, with a smile on her face as she regards you with more passion than you’d ever seen from a woman. You don’t know if you’d brought her to orgasm or to whatever climax you thought it was, but at least, to you, she looked happy.

A familiar tuft of fluffy brown hair makes its presence known. You open your eyes to see Kaga working – suckling upon your organ with a desperation and haze to behold. She looked more like a beast than anything that could be familiar, drawing her head up and down, bobbing onto it as though she needed it more than she needed breathing.

She raises her eyes to meet yours – and you notice the same fire in her eyes from the veiled fury that you had seen when she had kicked you through the door on the night of your first meeting.

‘Kaga… are you… angry with me?’ You manage; Kaga’s head did not bob up and down like those girls you had seen before – there was a painful and slow drawing motion to her movements – as though she was savoring the opportunity of servicing your erection for all it was worth.

She raises her head from the task, humming as it looked like she was savoring the flavor – as if she would be able to. She puts both hands on your knees, gazing at you with an indignant fervor.

‘I am annoyed,’ she bites her lip, glistening with drool from her undertaking, ‘I offered you all of me and you turned me down.’ You knew that was going to come up sometime – it was best that it would be now. ‘Houshou shakes one in your face and you go crawling to her like a lover in a cabin.’

‘I’m… sorry?’ You manage; Kaga puts a hand on your chest, and suddenly you feel conscious – the other tickles your nether region with delicate, teasing taps. Kaga waits patiently for your follow-up, giving your pair a gentle squeeze; you gasp, rambling. ‘I didn’t know what to do… I… I’m over the edge as it is, and – !’

‘Are you ashamed of yourself?’ Houshou crawls over to you on all fours, hooking and arm around you and kissing you in an almost perverse twist of motherly nature; she’s enticing – you’ll give her that.

‘I need to lose weight.’ You admit, grunting as Kaga continues to work you with her other hand, using your arms for support as you lean back into them even further. ‘Y – You said it yourself, right?’

‘You do…’ Houshou admits, giving you a wink… and grabbing Kaga’s chin.

She draws Kaga into an intense duel of the tongues, running her hand through the taller woman’s fluffy brown hair. You hardly believe your eyes as they try their best to consume one another, their hands on your shaft as you bite your tongue to keep yourself from breaking the momentum before either one of them did.

‘All of them.’ Kaga utters under a lidded gaze.

TBC

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>>217113
HIGH IMPACT SEXUAL LEWDNESS

how often would we need to give these 2 the descarte treatment? as bad it is to say such and think such in a clinical manner, we clearly need to do it to keep them combat capable or sane

i am dreading what effect this will have on our divisions social dynamics, or what nagato and takao will do

>>217138
Not that often. They're needy. Not lustful. Carriers crave human-like needs, but they're not particularly aware of what they want. Houshou, for example, saves up for a gangbang almost every year to fulfill the need... but leaves feeling emptier than before. Same for Kaga, who's had a few willing soldier share her bed... but still feels the same sort of chasm in her heart.

>>217147
so more a diet of cuddling and handholding than d giving then, more of being someone that is always there for them and to come home to than just flesh dildo

>>217151
Houshou's gangbangs are sad when you think about it. They just leave her on the floor when is all said and done - she's just a client who paid extra because she's a "freak o' nature" and she can't be satisfied because she doesn't know what needs to be healed in her.

Then she goes back to her retirement plot and people call her a coward because she doesn't fight anymore.

Houshou wants to feel like a wife and a lover, not a fuckdoll like she thinks she could be. She's misinterpreted the lust matrix.

>>217113
Slap the face of that bitch hard for trying to kill you instead of saying what she wants.

>>217151
Yeah

>>217154
Since apparently all the carriers (and I's sure some other ships too) have slept around to some degree, has there been any cases of pregnacy? Or are shipgirls to date considered incapable of having kids?

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>>217154
Mombote ;~~;,

THIS INFURIATES ME, REEEEEEEEEEEEEE-

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>>217147
>>217154
What's wrong with those people?
Fucking Degenerates.

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‘K – Kaga?’ You shudder under her intense gaze, before feeling Houshou’s hands underneath your t-shirt, running her hands along your flabby pectorals. You feel some embarrassment, but you’re too lost under the veil of lust and sex to care about anything other than the naked woman before you… and behind you. ‘Houshou?’

Kaga brings her head, gritting her teeth almost painfully to yours, looking at you with an expression you would never have thought a woman would look at you… except maybe that night… on the floor, with… you shake your head. If there was one thing life had taught you, it’s that women did not like you thinking about other women… or maybe it didn’t apply, because there were two here, and both lapping at you like an oasis in a desert.

‘I want you to fill me.’ She says with an animalistic intensity, gazing at you with a nonnegotiable command. ‘To the brim, front and back… I want to be filled, loved and needed… rven if it’s for a while, I want you to show me what it’s like to be a woman.’ She looks at you with softened eyes. ‘Your woman.’

She lets out a shrill cry – you blink in surprise, seeing Houshou come up behind Kaga with a smirk on her face. Kaga uses you as support, trembling as she turns back in fury at the other Carrier, who you notice, has her hands somewhere on Kaga’s nethers herself. The motion of her shoulder shows she’s playing almost teasingly with whatever was in her hands, rubbing Kaga’s bare breast with the other.

‘Calm down, little lady.’

‘H – Houshou!’ She says it like a curse… and Houshou does something to her that makes her go limp and biting her lip – a familiar smell hits your nose as you realize Houshou hadn’t just brought Kaga to orgasm – she had made Kaga downright lose all control over her own body.

The splash of warm liquid hits your lap with almost astounding familiarity as Kaga looks at you like a beggar and a whore, apologizing and tearful like she had been before – but there is a shamelessness to her act that only excites you and draws you in. You hold her, whispering to her that it would all be fine and to just let it all go… and she does, all of it; Houshou assaults her bottom with abandon, and though you can’t see all of it, Kaga’s squirms tell you she’s doing a much better work of it than you ever could.

‘Oh… Oh…’ Kaga finally stops; the second time today – she shivers and looks at you desperately, seeking a sort of approval. ‘I’m… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…’ she utters again, and you raise your prosthetic to the side of her face.

‘Houshou.’ You send a half-glare to the woman still working at Kaga’s tender bottom… and she smiles apologetically, moving up to Kaga’s face from her previous position.

‘Kaga?’ She kisses the woman again, before turning to you. ‘She said all her holes.’

She puts a finger on your chin.

‘And mine.’

TBC

>>217154
does that mean its the same for kaga?

in a weird way this does make the ingame temporary marriage make sense as to how you can power them up past their level limits by giving them a ring

making them feel love, comfort, belonging etc will complete them and make them formidable

wonder if the abysmals are the same or just too way gone that death is the only option for them

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WHAT THE FUCK IS EVEN HAPPENING

I think I'm actually finding this whole scene more sad than fappable.

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>>217201
LEWDS AND THREESOMES BOYO

CAN'T WAIT FOR THIS TO BACKFIRE

>>217203
The scene should be fappable, but QM's clarification of their love lives is actually making the whole thing sad

>>217189
IIRC, it's called marriage (temp) not because the marriage itself is temporary, but because the name was supposed to be temporary. There's an interview with Tanaka were he talks about including some way to have your girls go beyond the level cap of 99, and he jokes about calling it marriage. Now they just stuck with the name.

>>217206
I know. can't seem to get into this scene because of all that.

I kinda just want it to end already cause of it, which is something I shouldn't be feeling.

I'm more worried about being late.

>>217206
Knowing our luck.
We are so dead.

so who's gonna snap first, nagato or takao?

my money is on nagato since she almost broke our leg

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>>217232
>Post yfw Nagato, Takao, and Tenryuu all walk in at the same time.

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>>217240

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>>217240
Doesn't matter had sex.

>>217240
Tenyruu I think is still in the medical part for at least another half day. So that's one less to worry about?

>>217248
Very sad sex

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‘Aren’t you happy, sir, to lose your virginity to two beauties like us?’ Houshou smirks at you, hooking her arms around your neck; Kaga chuckles, her hand on your member – firm and soft.

‘I can think of better.’ You smirk back, playing their game.

The both of them reel back as if slapped, and you immediately know that you’d said the wrong thing. Houshou looks distraught and fearful, resting on the side of her legs and looking at you as though you’d kicked her. Kaga herself looks at you with a sense of dread, mumbling strange apologies under her breath as she shakes, looking at your form. You raise yourself to your knees, gesturing with your hands for calm.

‘I’m kidding! I’m kidding!’ You hurriedly say, reaching for the both of them with assurance. Kaga and Houshou touch your hands, hanging on to them as if for dear life, very much afraid. ‘What’s wrong?’

‘No, it’s just…’ Houshou clutches herself, reaching for her own nethers with a shiver, looking at you with an expression you can’t place, but one that you don’t enjoy at all. ‘You’re right, this is your first time, so…’ She lets out a smile – as fake as anything there could be, ‘It’s precious, isn’t it? To you?’

Her desperate and reluctant expression are enough to tug at your strings, and you put your flesh and blood hand underneath her chin, smiling in reassurance. To be quite honest, it was quite special to you, but… you suppose that you could get rid of that particular tag for these two.

‘Hey, I’m just joking.’ You repeat, reassuring her; you bring both hands to her. ‘Kaga, do you mind if I…?’

‘No.’ Kaga shakes her head, smiling, lying on the mattress. ‘Houshou, you can go first.’

‘Houshou?’ You gesture to her; her eyes widen as she takes your hand, shifting her legs.

She nods, almost reluctantly, and you can’t help but think that what you had said before stung deeper than you’d thought. She lies on her back on the floor, and you wonder if you have a towel somewhere that you could use to make it more bearable for her. You were about 200 pounds of fat, after all… and your bulk was a horrible thing to behold, even for you – you briefly wonder if Houshou felt she could do better.

‘It must be quite a disappointment for you… to lose it to someone like me.’ She raises a hand to your cheek as you line up with her expectant entrance, warm and inviting.

‘Houshou.’ You groan, beginning your push.

She looks terrified and desperate, holding onto your shoulders to cease your actions, and you wonder if you’d done something wrong

‘I’m sorry… sir?’ She practically blubbers. ‘If… If it’s all right with you, if it’s okay, and I know that it’s on your part and it’s very much up to you, but…’

Her voice breaks as she utters her next words.

‘Can you at least pretend that you love me, please?’

TBC

>>217273
>‘Can you at least pretend that you love me, please?’
Is this what they call a feelboner?

Also another thing, how big is MC's dick exactly?

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>>217273
It just gets sadder and sadder...

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>>217273
well ain't that some shit

>>217273
all of these feels....now i fear what other feels nagato and yakao have

>>217273
Who thought this was a good idea
I regret everything

>>217273
I WASN'T READY FOR THIS

UNDO

UNDO

>>217304
At least Takao and Nagato don't have the Libido these two unfortunately got.

>>217308
Yeah...

>>217273
STANDING

>>217322
they may not have the libido but that doesnt mean they dont want love

>>217325
ON THE EDGE

>>217349
OF THE CRATER

>>217362
LIKE THE PROPHETS ONCE SAID

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‘No, I can’t.’ You say neutrally, and with an almost merciless motion, thrust right into her; you may not have been of a girth that could be anything remotely close to gargantuan, but you ram into her with a force to be believed – Houshou immediately looks away, her teeth chattering as you feel her heat around you, sucking you in; she doesn’t move, her fingers raking against the wooden floor as though in pain.

You smile, moving her hand from her eyes and looking at you. She looks at you with fear and disappointment, with eyes that cry out in agony and a face contorted into someone facing a nightmare.

You stroke her chin softly… and a trembling hand takes it, afraid and vulnerable.

‘But I’ll worry about you when you go out on a mission,’ you go on ‘I’ll miss you when you’re not around the corner in the Hall; I’ll take care of you when you’re too weak to get up and go out… and I’ll fib to the Admiral when you and Nagato go for your girl’s nights out and say you’re on patrol.’

Houshou’s eyes widen in surprise as it finally dawns on her – she could be so slow, really. Her wetness takes you in and keeps you from moving out as you like – a suction than you’d never known before and had never expected to have known… wet, hot and as welcome as a doormat on a mountainside cabin.

You hunch over her, feeling the burn in your thighs as you kept the pace – no wonder blue film stars were so bloody fit – and Houshou moans, smiling through her tears. You slow down, hoping she wouldn’t break, conscious of your own weight and size; Houshou meets your thrusts, taking all of you like a lover that only she could.

‘I’ll fill out horrible stacks of paper and ink just to make sure the ISSF keeps you happy…’ Houshou laughs out loud, before covering her mouth with one hand. ‘And I’ll definitely be waiting for you when you come through that door, tired and hungry.’ You wink at her. ‘Hungry for my dick, that is.’

Houshou giggles, covering her mouth.

You don’t know how long you’re on the floor, but Houshou’s lovely eyes and pert chest grab all your attention and seem to warp whatever sensation you have of time, until there’s only the two of you, lost in a labyrinth of pleasure and man and woman. You go fast, then slow

You thrust into her harder and harder, and she quivers, her legs raising to the air as you hope what could be an orgasm, a climax, comes to pass. Her head cocks back, banging against the floor almost painfully as her legs reach for the ceiling.

You realize that you had finished inside her not moments before, the wet, sticky sensation of your own release apparent, stirred by your wild motions. Houshou shuffles in place, your erection decidedly inside her, snug and at home.

‘Commander…’ She smiles, putting her hand on either side of her butt... and spreading ‘I believe I said… all

TBC

>>217384
Ok this is pretty hot.

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>>217384
>'Hungry for my dick, that is.’
...

Screw it. I'm just going to go look at cute destroyers being cute till this is over.

>>217384
300% LEWD

>>217427
>destroyers
i have a most horrifing premoniton on them

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‘I thought you were kidding.’ You admit as Houshou rolls her hips with you still inside her, humming with a bliss you can’t believe that you had a hand in; she seems content, pressing onto her belly.

‘This feels wonderful, really…’ She gestures to your still-erect state, lodged inside her, groaning as she leans on her elbow before you. ‘This warmth of yours. It’s not about the size, after all, is it?’ She winks at you, spreading herself in a view obstructed by your joined sexes. ‘But… aren’t you curious at all, Commander?’

‘Isn’t that where you…’ You stutter.

‘Observant.’ She smirks, groaning as she heaves herself, sliding off of you, the evidence of your session apparent with the thick rivulet that seemed to seep out of her endlessly.

You wordlessly approach her again. Houshou’s legs are still quivering from the aftermath of your initial joining, and you can’t help but feel a smidgen of pride from the fact that you had been the one to bring her to that sort of state. She smiles at you as she keeps her expectant hole spread – you feel more nervous than you probably should be, more worried for Houshou than you had been before.

You finally reach her puckered bud… and with a final nod of assurance from her, you push.

The reaction is immediate, as she once more arches her back from the thrust, scrunching her face in a motion of what could only be described as concentration. You cease your motion, and Houshou’s teeth grits as she looks at you with an animalistic need and passion, grabbing onto your prosthetic to continue your act of penetration. You lean the best you can, but Houshou turns away, her legs quivering as you barely find your bearings in the new sensation of her rectum.

‘Houshou?!’

‘Keep going… I want to feel it… all of it…’ She begs, hugging herself, legs spread and weak, quivering in a pool of your lust and hers. She pleads you with one last look. ‘Please, sir?’

You don’t need anything else. Without any other warning, you bring yourself completely into Houshou’s hole – it wasn’t warm and wet – but it was definitely tighter and more painful for you as well. It squeezed upon your erection like a vice, putting pressure on every curve of it like you never before felt. Houshou herself trembles as you finally bury yourself at the hilt, her mouth opened up into a wordless cry.

‘Commander! Commander!’

She call for you with every thrust you make. You hang on to her hips as her tears turns into amalgamations of lust and fury, grunting and meeting you as she did before, her tongue out and her eyes rolled over as though possessed, a warmth spreading between the both of you as with a mighty cry… you let it all out in her. She milks you for all you are worth, this succubus, this… woman.

She touches your cheek with a shaky hand, and you find yourself speechless once more.

‘L... Love you,' are her last words, drifting off.

TBC

>>217519
damn

>>217519
>‘L... Love you,' are her last words, drifting off.
Oh god no

>>217519
i feel sad and happy.

mostly sad

>>217519
i dont think we can handle more than these carriers, our heart might give in and i dont meant the organ here

>>217519
WHISPERS IN THE AIR

>>217558
TELL THE TALES

>>217560
OF THE BROTHERS GONE

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You slide out of the unconscious Houshou – albeit with more difficulty than you expected – another stream of off-white sliding down from her hole onto the floor; you briefly wonder if you really did all of that as you drop onto your back. Feeling very much exhausted and thirsty, you look around for something to offer you nourishment, finding none.

You feel a weight on your belly, and a hand attempting to relieve you of your only article of clothing – the now-dirty white t-shirt of yours. A tired eye pops open and you see the naked form of Kaga, her hands running beneath your form and against your embarrassing folds. You lazily raise your hands to get her to complete the task.

‘You promised me, too.’ She says, completely deadpan, throwing your clothing across the room.

You groan, putting a hand to your temples.

‘C – Can I take a raincheck on that, please?’ You say in an – even to you – a whiny voice that you had never thought you would possess. ‘I… I need a break, I think. I definitely need a break.’

You feel a sloppy, wet and rough sensation along your groin. The sound of slurping and suckling seems to echo in your ears as the feelings of warmth and lust seem to return tenfold, your body suddenly in a heightened state of sensitivity. Your breath catches in your throat as you try to fight against it, but Kaga is relentless, running her tongue and lips against you with an almost inhuman and devilish abandon.

‘Kaga, what are you doing?’ You manage to utter, your nails raking against the floor as Houshou once did.

‘You know what I’m doing. She says simply.’ And she’s right back at it, only taking agonizing, momentary pauses between her motions. ‘Relax.’

‘Kaga, wa – !’

You gasp as a wave of release and relief rocks against you, and you feel you let it all go; as you spurt continuously, you see Kaga… continue to suckle on you, the sounds of her actions the only thing heard in the room for a good while. You look in disbelief as she raises herself from her full height, her lips stained with your essence…

And gulps it all down with a look of sheer bliss.

‘Tasteless…’ She smiles, almost sadly, depositing herself on your groin. ‘But I could get used to it.’

‘Used to it?’ You raise an eyebrow in amusement.

‘Kaga?’

She slides you inside of her, and you grunt in pain as the sensations return with a vengeance. Kaga herself bites down on her lip, bent over you, sweaty, impatient, and as desperate as Houshou had been before. You try to protest, but find your throat dry.

She brings herself to the hilt with you, and holds on to you with an almost child-like need.

‘You… don’t have to fill every hole I have, and you… you don’t have to say you love me, but… could you at least…’

She nuzzles and clutches at you, and you feel even her wetness embrace you as never before.

‘Just hold me, please?’

TBC