>>413882
>Talk with a squadmate (who?)

Speak to Scorpion, ask how she thinks we flew together and if there we any spots where we could tighten up

>>413999

Sorry forgot my title, also good to see you still around

>>413882
Backing: >>413999

>>413882
Supporting this: >>413999

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As the yelling dragged on and on, the squad broke down into basic conversation to pass the time. You decided to talk to Weiss and Knobloch, who were sitting on a couple of the few seats in the waiting room. They noticed you walking over and spoke first.

"Razor. How are you doing?" Weiss asked as she leaned back in her seat.

"Not bad, just looking for some input from you." You asked as you lent against the wall. Unsurprisingly, Knobloch was reading one of her Japanese comics, just like Zeus.

"On how we did in the training match?" She asked before looking at you with an intrigued look. You nodded and motioned for her to continue.

"I think we did well, up until that damn mystery fighter came at us. I lost track of you when you dived and inevitably that F-15 got on my ass. I don't think there are any other places where we could tighten up, but that's more because the entire op went FUBAR and we had to recover from that." She explained as Knobloch looked up from her comic.

"That whole incident with that mystery fighter has got me thinking Razor, I think I might have a way we could target aircraft like that." Knobloch reported as she looked up intently.

"I've got a couple if ideas too." Zeus said as he walked over. "Want us to bring them up to Dredd?"

>"Do it, after the meeting. We can get his blessing and hopefully get some coverage for is something gets broken."
>"He doesn't seem like the innovative type. Get working on it ASAP. We'll bring it up with him if it works."

>>414154
>"Do it, after the meeting. We can get his blessing and hopefully get some coverage for is something gets broken."

No sense in going around our top until it has been shown that they have an unreasonably large stick shoved up their fundament. But let's go ahead and talk it through while we have the chance

>>414154
>"Do it, after the meeting. We can get his blessing and hopefully get some coverage for is something gets broken."

>>414154
>"Do it, after the meeting. We can get his blessing and hopefully get some coverage for is something gets broken."

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"Do it, after the meeting." You order Zeus. "We can get his blessing and hopefully get some coverage for is something gets broken."

"Will do. I'll collaborate with Vamps so that we have a cohesive idea to present to The Boss." Zeus and Knobloch nodded at that.

"Admiral Harris will see you all now." CINPAC's secretary spoke up from her deck just as Zeus finished. At that, everybody filed in calmly, waiting until everybody got in the room before saluting. You noticed that CINPAC looked very frustrated, but not at any of you.

"Pilots. First things first I'd like to apologise." CINPAC said as he stood up. "Those chair-force retards decided to turn our little training mission into another episode in the eternal fuck-fuck games between the services."

The admiral paused to calm down before speaking again, his voice noticeably softer. "Thankfully, they fucked with the wrong pilots and you came out on top. Turns out that their little super-toys weren't as capable as they thought, but from the sounds of it they've chalked it up to their pilots having a superiority complex the size of Missouri." He paused again before continuing.

"Now onto the matters at hand. Firstly, everything that happened between when you went wheels up and wheels down is now classified. If word gets out then the reds will pursue it to no end. You get me?" He waited for all of you to nod before continuing.

"Secondly, we're re-basing to NAS Miramar. We're rolling you in with the current TOPGUN class to speed up your training at the expence of survival training. The spooks seem to think that the Reds are trying something up in Kamchatka that they want us to take a look at." Nobody even makes a sound at that. You had never been sent to TOPGUN, hell you were assigned to your previous unit so that you weren't sent to TOPGUN.

Man, that commander was a dick.

"The bad news is that we're moving out today and the airbase is being handed over to the Airforce. But the good news is that it will take about 3 days for everything to be set up. You'll get leave for those 3 days, same basic leave rules apply as normal." CINPAC continued, breaking everybody out of their stupors. "You're unrestricted as long as you can return within the 3 day limit, you are not allowed to commit any crimes while on leave. If you commit a crime then you will be kicked out of TOPGUN and the unit. Any questions?" When nobody said anything for a good few seconds, he continued.

"In that case, grab your gear from the barracks and head down to the flight line. Your ground crew should have already fitted your baggage pods for the trip out. Dismissed." As soon as the admiral finished, everyone saluted and filed back out the door. Everybody had barely finished getting out of the admin building door before some people broke into a dead sprint. Rekker leading the pack with Kenji nipping at his heels.

>Sprint after them! Fuck yeah TOPGUN!
>Walk and talk with your squadmates (who?)
>"Are they inflating an F-16 over there?"

>>414400
>"Are they inflating an F-16 over there?"

Oh shit, is that the 23rd Headquarters people

>>414400
>Walk and talk with your squadmates (who?)

The Brits and Germans

>>414400
>"Are they inflating an F-16 over there?"

>>414400
>"Are they inflating an F-16 over there?"

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"Are they inflating an F-16 over there?" You said, astonished as a bunch of corpsmen stood around what looked like a rubber analogue of an F-16, a portable air pump mounted on a Hilux pumped air into the fake aircraft, inflating it.

"Yep, that's a diversion aircraft." Slider said as she stood next to you. "The Germans use them all the time to spoof soviet recon units."

"And they work?" You say with disbelief as the fake aircraft slowly inflated before you. Taking up almost the same dimensions as a normal F-16.

"Yep. They worked during WW2 in the run up to D-day. They work just as well now." She said as she gently tugged you along towards the barracks. You get roughly about halfway before you decide to talk.

"So, what happened with you and the French?" You ask, you had barely been able to get a cohesive picture over the constant arguing.

"Roughly the same thing that happened to you really." She said as she released your arm. "We were flying CAP when one of those mystery aircraft hit us. We dragged them into the weeds where we found you and solved our mutual problem. Durendal decided to stay on her posh high-horse and didn't bother helping us. And she subsequently got smoked."

"Oh, well sounds lime she deserved it them." You said after a second's thought. Durendal was the kind of posh, high-class brat that blamed her problems on others rather than accepting the blame.

You make another few steps before you hear a colossal POP. You instinctively tackle Slider to the deck as the rubber form of the previously inflated F-16 lanced over your head and careened into the side of a parked C-130.

You get up and look over in time to see a corpsman take off at a dead sprint. His comrades only just following after him.

>Continue talking with Silder about (topic?)
>Continue back to the barracks in silence.
>Watch the show. How far will that poor corpsman get before someone catches him?

>>414504
>Watch the show. How far will that poor corpsman get before someone catches him?

If something is actually going down see if there is anything you can do, it's the polite thing to do

>>414504
>Watch the show. How far will that poor corpsman get before someone catches him?
dafuq

>>414504
>Watch the show. How far will that poor corpsman get before someone catches him?

>>414504
>Watch the show. How far will that poor corpsman get before someone catches him?

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You stand there awestruck as corpsman sprinted away from his comrades. You were sure that you'd seen Olympic runners that were slower than him. He made some good headway, a few of his comrades even stopped to catch their breath.

But then the MPs go screaming past in their HUMVEEs. A couple hanging off the side like a scene in Mad Max. The MPs close the gap in seconds and instantly dog pile the poor corpsman.

With all of the fun now lost due to the appearance of the MPs. You help Slider up and continue towards the barracks, both of you splitting up inside to gather your gear. You make your way up to your room to find Zeus already most of the way through packing.

"What the hell took you so long? You stop to smell the flowers?" He said as you grabbed your half-empty bag and started shoving your stuff in there.

"Nope, just watched someone have a bad day." You say as shove in your relatively few belongings into your bag, only taking any sort of care with your bottle of whisky.

"Well nice to find that you take joy out of other people's suffering." Zeus said as the pair of you finished up. The stark contrast between the bags was only slightly evident, Zeus's was larger because he was packing those damn comics.

The pair of you make your way to the entrance to see Rekker bouncing on his heels, obviously excited to be going to TOPGUN. Miller on the other hand looked less excited. Then again. Miller had only flown attack aircraft, not fighters, so he was practically a fish out of water.

You look back in time to see Weiss come down the stairs, holding her bag in one hand and her plush Scorpion in the other. Slider followed just a minute later with her plush snake in her hand as well.

Durendal sighed and rolled her eyes, obviously unamused.

>Get to you jet and get moving! You have things to do in Cali.
>Hang back and talk with (who?)
>Other (Write in)

>>414626
>Get to you jet and get moving! You have things to do in Cali.

TOPGUN AWAITS

>>414626
>>Hang back and talk with (who?)
Weiss

>>414626
>Get to you jet and get moving! You have things to do in Cali.

>>414626
>Hang back and talk with (who?)

The Brits and Germans

Need a tiebreaker.

>>414626
>>Hang back and talk with the girls

writing

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You decide to hang back and talk with the assembled girls while everybody else makes off with haste.

"So. What are ya'll planning on doing with your leave?" You say as you walk in file with the Brits, French, Germans and even Tatsuko. The Japanese RIO.

"Well I was planning on taking a day-trip to San Diego. Maybe go see the sights with Mags." Slider responded with a shrug. "Though I'm up for anything if anybody has any suggestions."

"I was planning on checking out the local scene. Maybe going surfing or something. But I'm up for anything." Weiss responded. Knobloch nodded, signifying that she was planning on doing the same as Weiss.

"I'm not sure." Tatsuko said quietly, her obvious Japanese accent permeating every word with an exotic twist. "I'll go with anyone if they are willing to take me with them. If not then I'll just stay on base and get to work with that project."

Favreau snorted disdainfully before speaking. "I was personally planning on going to a spa or possibly relaxing on a beach." As soon as she stopped speaking, her ever-suffering RIO spoke.

"I'm up for anything as long as it gets me away from that ponce." Villaceque said playfully, though from the look that Favreau gave her, it was obvious that Favreau didn't take it as a joke.

>"You know, there's this nice quiet beach that I know about. We could go there?"
>"I was planning on going and seeing my parents. I doubt that any of you would want to tag along though."
>"I was thinking of doing..." (write in)

>>414775
>"You know, there's this nice quiet beach that I know about. We could go there?"

>>414775
>"I was planning on going and seeing my parents. I doubt that any of you would want to tag along though."

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>>414775
>"You know, there's this nice quiet beach that I know about. We could go there?"

BEACH EPISODE YEAH

>>414775
>"You know, there's this nice quiet beach that I know about. We could go there?"

>>414775
>"I was planning on going and seeing my parents. I doubt that any of you would want to tag along though."

"But probably only for a day, there is a beach I know about that's nice. *insert beach here* Let me know if you guys decide to go there."

Also if we're from the area do we know any good clubs for the area as well? We can tour guide this

>>414802
Unfortunately, you can't do that as your parents are in another state. It would take the entire 3 day leave to go there, spend some time with your family and come back.

Anyways, votes conclusively called and writing...

>>414802
This sounds good. Stop in to see our parents for a bit (and maybe see if one of the girls wants to go along with us), then go to the beach.

>>414816
Ah, duly noted.

>>414816

Ah sorry, the way it was phrased I thought they were in the area

In that case beach it is

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"You know, there's this nice quiet beach that I know about. We could go there?" You suggest to the group as you approach the hanger.

"Oh, so die Amerikaner is suggesting a place where he can have us alone to ravish us then?" Weiss playfully suggested to the group, causing an almost immediate reaction.

Vamps, Bats and the Brits started grinning, waiting for your response. Durendal just looked at Weiss with a look of disgust while Tatsuko just blushed and started muttering some Japanese that you didn't understand.

Thankfully however, you've played this game before, and have a response.

"And you'd love it. And I wouldn't mind a piece of that fine ass." You respond slyly. The response from Durendal is a glare and a huff, apparently annoyed that you would be so crude. Tatsuko just went even redder and stated muttering faster. Everybody else just broke out laughing.

"Well, we'll certainly think about it then." Weiss responded with a grin like a Cheshire cat.

You all entered the hanger and split up to your respective aircraft, Zeus sat in his seat, continuing his pre-flight checks.

"I've done the walk around already." Zeus said as you walked past his seat. "Shove your bag in and get in." He instructed as you walked past and crouched underneath your Tomcat. You crab-walked over to the baggage pod mounted on the centre-line station and shoved your bag in. Once the bag was in you closed it up and left it to one of the waiting ground crew before climbing in.

"So, what's the game-plan then?" Zeus said as you hooked up your helmet to the jet's internal systems.

"To the beach with the girls. You invite anyone else?" You ask as you begin your pre-flight checks and the ground crew clear the hanger.

"Yep. Ahab and Ishmael said they were up for it. Kenji said he might go if he can convince Tatsuko." Zeus reported as the sound of starting jet engines filled the hanger. You closed the canopy and started both of the engines in turn.

"Well we'll have to grab some supplies then. Beer, barbecue and burgers." You say as you taxi out of the hanger, heading towards the flight line.

"And a pair of truck to move everyone and all of the gear. Or we could just sotp of at Franks?" Zeus suggested as you waited for The Boss and Ahab to take off. Man, Franks was the best bar and grill you had ever encountered. But at the same time, a barbecue was also a good idea too.

>Get the barbecue gear. We can cook ourselves right?
>Go to Franks. Because you will take any excuse to go there.
>Other (write in)

>>414911
>>Get the barbecue gear. We can cook ourselves right?

We can even use our old "Kiss the cook" apron.

>>414911
>Go to Franks. Because you will take any excuse to go there.
ANY EXCUSE.

>>414911
>Get the barbecue gear. We can cook ourselves right?

>>414911
>Get the barbecue gear. We can cook ourselves right?

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"Get the barbecue gear Zeus. We'll do our own food." You say as you line up on the runway and press the throttle forwards.

"You sure?" Zeus said with surprise as you pull up and away from the runway.

"Yep, I want to keep the trip to Franks for after TOPGUN. So that there aren't any distractions." You explain, it seemed like the perfect plan. At least for you.

"More like you want to break out that ''Kiss the Cook'' apron. Don't you lie to me." Zeus said as you levelled off next in position behind the Boss.

"Well first I'd have to stop off at my apartment to get it. That wouldn't take long though." You point out as Slider's flight pulled up into position.

"Well it's not like we won't have time. We'll need at least a day to gather the gear for the trip. So that's more than enough time to get a Hillux from the base depot and head up to your apartment." Zeus agreed as the rest of the squadron pulled into formation. The unit then waited for the transport carrying CINPAC and the first group of support staff. Once it was in formation the group then turned as one towards Miramar.

>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>Keep quiet for the entire trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>415035
>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
Tatsuko, I can't help but want to tease the poor girl while getting to know her.

>>415052
This. I'm interested in getting to know her as well.

I'm going to pause the thread here guys, I am dead tired. Keep voting and leave any questions that you might have here.

I'll continue the thread when I wake up.

>>415035
>>415052
This.

>>415035
>>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
I'm ok with talking to Tatsuko like the other anons suggested, though I still think Scorpion and Slider are more interesting characters...

btw any chance the Boss title gets awarded to a different pilot? (like the people who actually survived the exercise?)

>>415623
That title belongs to The Boss because he is in charge of the unit. If he gets killed in action or goes missing in action then the nickname will pass off to someone else.

Anyways, writing.

>>415676
If he tries to defect and we take him down, do we become Big Boss?

>>415678
Yes. But from what you know of him, the Boss is a patriot. The chances of him defecting are very low.

>>415681
I figured. I was just making a Meme Gear Solid reference.

>>415683
I know. There may or may not be some MGS references in this quest.

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You flicked through the channels until you had a direct link to Kenji and Tatsuko's bird and radioed them directly.

"2-1 to 4-1. You hearing me Kenji? You asked as soon as you had a connection.

"Ah, hello Razor. We can hear you." Kenji said in response. "Is there something you'd like to talk about?"

"Yeah, Zeus said that he'd talked to you about that beach party that we're organising. Have you come to a decision yet?" You asked directly, making no effort to beat around the bush on the matter.

"Yes, we will most likely be heading out on the second day of leave. We'll have to arrange a meeting point but that's pretty easy." You explain, you already had an idea for a meeting point. You just needed to make sure that everybody else made it there.

"Understood. We'll be looking forwards to it." Kenji responded before Tatsuko spoke in a rather quiet voice.

"Excuse me, Razor-san?" She asked with a rather embarrassed voice. "I-Is what Weiss said earlier true? T-That you were going to-"

"Of course not." You quickly interrupt before she could continue. "Weiss was just messing around like she usually does."

You heard Tatsuko sigh in relief as you finished explaining.

"Besides, I only do it to the willing." You tease over the line. You were rewarded by a few surprised stutters from her, that was about as much as you could get, considering that she was in another jet.

>Continue talking to the Japanese (topic?)
>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>Keep quiet for the entire trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>415692
>>Talk with a squadmate. (The French girls)
Invite Villaceque to the beach party, and tell her she can bring Durendal along if she wants.

>>415692
>>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>>415699
>French girls
Supporting this. Getting to know the other characters looks promising!

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After finishing your chat with the Japs. You hastily switch over before you give Kenji any further reasons to stab you. You change channels until you have a line to the French.

"2-1 to 3-2. You reading me?" You call out to the French. You were never too sure if you would be speaking to the cold-hearted Durendal or the light-hearted Bats.

"Ah, Bonjour Razor. How are you?" Bats said rather happily.

"Hey Bats, I'm doing good thanks." You responded. "I was just checking in to see if you wanted to come to the barbecue that we're organising."

"Oui, I even managed convince Durendal to come too!" Bats continued, prompting a huff from Durendal.

"It's only because you asked me to. I'd much rather spend my time at a spa." Durendal tried to defend herself, but only sounded pathetic.

"You know, back on the flight line, Mlle Weiss mentioned something about you ravishing us?" Bats continued playfully, ignoring Durendal. "I hope that's still on. But if so then I'd like to at least be wined and dined, not be treated like some cheap harlot."

"Well then, I'll see what I can do. Are you into anything specific?" You ask, deciding to step up to the mark.

Besides, it wasn't like she was like either the Germans or the Brits.

"Well, I can find some decent wine myself. As for special requests... I personally prefer sea-food, shrimp and things like that." Bats paused for a few seconds, before adding. "Oh, and Durendal likes chains, whips and that kind of kinky thing."

"I DO NOT!" Durendal shrieked almost immediately after Bats was finished speaking.

>"I feel sorry for anybody that captures you." (tease Durendal)
>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>Keep quiet for the entire trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>415745
>"Speaking from experience, I assume?" (tease B̲a̲t̲s̲)
It is crass to tease the unwilling. Or at least to tease them too much.

>"To be honest, I've worked with whips and chains before, but I'm not sure how exactly you'd bring in seafood."

>>415745
>"I feel sorry for anybody that captures you." (tease Durendal)

>>415745
>>"I feel sorry for anybody that captures you." (tease Durendal)

Surf and turf it is, then!

>>415757

>That spoiler

I like this line, so I'm all for teasing Bats while including Durendal. It's a bit of a tease toward Durendal, but at the same time softens it. Bats will get a good laugh out of it.

Somehow the original line for teasing Durendal seems a little harsh to me, at least until she warms up to us more.

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"I feel sorry for anybody that captures you." You tease Durendal. "That would just be awkward for everybody involved."

"NO! SHE'S LYING!" Durendal continued to scream.

"Go on, admit it. You love the feeling of cold chains pressing into your soft, tender skin. You love being helpless and at the mercy of someone else." Bats continued to tease, making you feel slightly sorry for Durendal.

Slightly. You were still going to tease the hell out of both of them.

"Speaking from experience Bats?" You opine, slightly suspicious of how Bats knew so much on the topic.

"Non. Durdie leaves her magazines lying around." Bats responded smugly, exciting more panicked splutters from Durendal.

"I DON'T OWN ANY KINK MAGAZINES!" Durendal screamed. You wee pretty sure that she was screaming so loud that you could have heard her even without the radio link.

"Oh, and she mutters during her sleep." Bats continued at her point. "Please Monsieur, my petite body can't take much more~"

"STOP!" Durendal continued to yell in her defence, though all this did was just make her sound more panicked.

"To be honest, I've worked with whips and chains before." You try to shunt the conversation away from Durendal for a few seconds. "But I'm not sure how exactly you'd bring seafood into it."

"Well, I-" Bats tried to respond, but Durendal butted in.

"SHE LIKES TO TAKE THINGS IN HER MOUTH!" She screamed, trying to embarrass Bats.

"At least I only take things in the mouth. You take things wherever as long as you're tied up." Bats smoothly responded, leaving Durendal to splutter in embarrassment.

>Continue talking to the French. (topic?)
>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>Keep quiet for the entire trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

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>>415797
Oh man, I'm liking these French girls. Anyway, may as well talk to the Brits too.

>>415797
Might as well talk to some other squadmates before Durandal literally explodes. No preference on who.

Make sure to reassure Durandal not to worry; we'll give her the benefit of the doubt. This time. Unless she'd rather we don't, of course?

>>415797
Continue talking to the French
im liking this ahha il have to check out the other ones
and god damm this freaky France girls
some lawds up in here
can we make a joke about well get going to give her somethign to put in her mouth, long, smoth and hard???......... wait for them to flip out then say snags. also lucky we packed some rope then mahah timeskip)
also are we going to try ot bang them all at some ponit?

>>415797

Huh. We got to learn a bit more about Durendal, even if it's horribly embarassing for her, and about Bats as well. These French girls are a riot.

We should talk with the Brits, have to work hard on getting to know everyone better.

I'm all for calming Durendal down a bit before we switch over, however. Reassure her that whatever the truth is, we don't think any less of her, will keep BOTH of their secrets (which will probably get an amused laugh from Bats), and look forward to both of them showing up at the barbecue.

>>415797
>>Continue talking to the French. (topic?)
"Do you have a favourite barbeque food you want to eat, Durendal?"
After that: Talk to the Brits.

Will the beach episode have beach volleyball and can-you-put-sun-cream-on-me moments? :)

>>414400
>the Reds are trying something up in Kamchatka
Dogfights with MiGs. When? Rawr, pew pew pew.

>>415884
We're in TOPGUN. Playing beach volleyball is part of the program.

>>415893
damm right, you get kicked if you cant

>>415797
Thats mighty lewd.

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"Don't worry about it Durendal, your secret is safe with me." You reassure Durendal, mostly so that she doesn't brutally murder everyone so that her secret doesn't spread.

"Thanks." Durendal said quietly, sounding safe in the knowledge that you wouldn't speak about what had gone on.

"Aww, is the big Américain showing the sweet Franch lady his caring side?". Bats teased, obviously having a great time.

"Are you annoyed that I'm not showing you some care Bats?" You ask her. "You know, if you want something in your mouth, I have something long and hard for you if you want it."

"I might have it later." Bats responded slyly, leaving her words hanging in the air.

"While we're on the topic of things that go in your mouth." You quickly change the topic to something slightly more relevant. "What kind of food do you like Durendal?"

Durendal was silent for a few seconds, apparently thinking on her answer. but eventually she responded. "I've never really been to a barbecue before. So I'll just take whatever is served."

"Alright then. I'll leave the pair of you to your conversation. 2-1, out." You say just before switching channels back to the internal comms.

"She's kinda cute when she's on the ropes." Zeus said absentmindedly as you began searching for the channel to the Brits.

"In more than one way Zeus?" You joke as you find the channel, you hold of switching until he'd responded.

"Hey man, as long as I get some action, I don't care if I bitch wants to get tied up." Zeus responded almost immediately. You chuckle for a few seconds before switching channel to contact the Brits.

"Freelancer 2-1 to 3-1. You there Slider?" You ask as you connect up with the Brits.

"We hear you Razor." Slider responded. "Say, do you know what's up with the French? They've gone inverted."

You looked over and sure enough, the french were inverted. Durendal was trying to get her own back on Bats.

"I have no idea." You flat out lie. "In any case. You coming to the barbecue?"

"Yep! Both of us are looking forwards to it." Slider responded happily.

"It's because she wanted to spend some time with you." Mags piped up from her seat.

"Shut it Mags." Slider hissed at her RIO.

>"Oh my, I didn't know that you were interested in me~"
>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>415947
>"Don't worry slider, all you had to do was ask for some attention."

>>415947
>>"Oh my, I didn't know that you were interested in me~"

>>415947
>"Oh my, I didn't know that you were interested in me~"

>>415958
>>415953
My vote is to combine these.

>>415953
>>"Don't worry slider, all you had to do was ask for some attention."

>>415947
Is there a lady not interested in Razor?
Admittedly he can fly pretty well...
Next thread: Downed Russian Woman-Pilot falls for MC :)

>>416012
At this point, it's just a teasing battle. Razor isn't exactly sure if any of them are into him.

>>416023
>>416012
It's just Banter. It happens a lot in the military actually. That is when you aren't in trouble for sexual harassment.

>>416035
That's pretty much what I was going for.

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"Oh my, I didn't know that you were interested in me~" You say with mock astonishment.

"Not in that way you oaf." Slider tried to deflect the statement.

"Oh now what's up with you now?" You try and tease Slider. "First you act like you're interested in me and then you give me the cold shoulder?"

"Sounds like she's playing hard to get." Zeus added.

"W-Wait a second..." Slider managed to stutter out before Mags made her pass.

"Is our little Slider interested in the Yank?" Mags teased her pilot. "I know there's a lot of guys that will be heartbroken to hear that."

"Now hold on just a minute." Slider tried to say around her embarrassed stutters. You chuckled for a few seconds before speaking again.

"Don't worry about it Slider, all you had to do was ask for my attention." You decide to stop the teasing. Slider let out a sigh as she calmed down.

"Aww, I was having fun." Mags said with disappointment. Having obviously had fun teasing Slider.

"You know, If you want me to have fun with you later, you just need to ask." You say smugly.

"No thanks. Besides, the guys that offer sex are usually the ones that never have any." Mags responded firmly.

"You just got put the fuck down dude." Zeus said absentmindedly, probably listening in on the conversation while reading one of his japanese comics.

"Shut up Zeus." You responded, he just muttered something and went back to his comic.

>Continue talking to the Brits. (topic?)
>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>416060
"You're breaking my heart here guys. Anyway, you can make it up to me by telling me what food you guys want at the Barbecue.

>>416060
>>416066
Sounds good enough that I can't really think of anything better.

>>416060
>>416066
Yeah getting ideas on what kind of food to cook would be nice we should ask the Germans what they want too.

>>416060
>>416066
>food choices
Yes. Plus ask whether they're up for beach volleyball and swimming competitions - with bets. :)

>>416144
Wet t shirt contests

>>416161
We will win that wet t-shirt contest. Razor has the sexiest chest.

Sorry for the delay, police were at my neighbour's house and I had to make a statement.

Anyway, writing now.

>>416197
>police >statement
"No, I didn't really know him. He seemed like a nice guy, greeted me in the mornings. I never would've thought, that he's a serial killer." - happens, Thunderhead...

>>416256
Man, Dexter was a pretty realistic show

>>416267
>Dexter [tv]
...and way better than the novel original.

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"So, what are you girls up for?" You shifted the topic back to the barbecue.

"No wet T-shirt contests." Mags responded very quickly. "Or at least let me sit it out."

"Come on Mags." Slider tried to convince Mags to join in.

"NO. I'm not letting anyone see my thinly veiled tits just for some fun little contest." Mags insisted.

"You're breaking my heart here ladies." You butt in before an argument could flare up. "Anyway, you can make it up to me by telling me what food you guys want at the barbecue."

"Oh, In which case I'd like some burgers." Mags quickly changed her mood at the mention of food. You looked into the integrated mirrors in the canopy to see that Zeus was infarct taking notes.

"I'd like some ribs." Slider added. "But I'm up for anything. Though I would really like some beer if possible."

"Alright then. We're just making the rounds at the moment, we'll be having the barbecue on the second day of leave, so you will have some time to do whatever. you want." You explain as you look over at their aircraft. Unsurprisingly, Durendal was still inverted.

"Understood. We'll let you get on with it then." Slider responded. "We'll try and talk with the French, see if we can't find out why they suddenly decided to go inverted.

"Best of luck then. 2-1 out." You cut the link and establish a link to your wingmate.

"2-1 to 2-2. You hearing me Scorpion?" You ask as you look over at them. They were practically a mirror image of you. With a pilot flying and an RIO sitting in the back reading a Japanese comic.

"Ja, I hear you Razor. What do you need?" Scorpion responded.

"Just checking to see if you were coming to the barbecue." You say as Durendal spun back to normal, performing a few 360 spins just as a final fuck-you to Bats.

"Of course. We wouldn't want to miss out on it." She responded happily, obviously excited to see what was in store.

"Great. Now, what food and drink do you want?" You continue on, glad that you were able to get this far into a conversation with her before things devolved into flirting and other banter.

"Well, we'll probably bring along some bratwurst and strong, German beer if we can find it in those pitiful American shops." Scorpion said with a joking tone.

"She'll also want your sausage, after what she was doing earlier." Vampire spoke up from her seat in the back. "Next time, can you keep it down if your're feeding the pony or whatever the English version of that euphemism is."

As Scorpion was left spluttering and stuttering. You wondered how to approach this.

>"Scorpion, were you having some alone time without me?"
>Change the subject.
>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>416332
>"Scorpion, were you having some alone time without me?"

>>416332
>"Scorpion, were you having some alone time without me?"
>Change the subject.

And don't worry, San Diego is the greatest craft beer capital in the world

(OOC: I just have to say no it's not but anyone from the area seems to insist it is)

>>416354
Razor isn't from San Diego. so you can have him say that it isn't if you feel like bringing up that option.

>>416332
>>"Scorpion, were you having some alone time without me?"

>>416357

Oh good to know, we can change it to "one of the best" just to be clear where is he from?

>>416378
Razor is from Iowa. Though his parents now live in California after having to move due to work when he was in college.

>>416389

Oh good, we're a nice corn fed american lad

>>416332
>>"Scorpion, were you having some alone time without me?"

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"Scorpion, were you having some alone time without me?" You say jokingly, risking scorpion's wrath. "You know that if you ever have any frustration then you just have to say and we would be happy to assist you."

Scorpion was quiet for a few seconds, before she laughed and responded.

"Please, the moment I let just anyone near my cunt is the moment I jump into a jet engine." Scorpion said in an attempt to sound unfazed by your suggestion.

"Anyways." You drag the conversation back onto the subject at hand. "If you're looking for good beer then you aren't going to be hard-pressed, San Diego is apparently one of the best beer capitols of the US."

"And what is the greatest?" Vampire asked, with Scorpion now being very quiet.

"Davenport, Iowa." You respond curtly. You had gone to university at Marycrest International University, so you had a slight bias.

"Well, we'll keep an eye out for some good beer then." Vampire said calmly, in spite of the fact that her pilot wan't talking.

"Well then. I'll leave you both to it then. Unless you have anything to add?" You ask, having managed to finish everything up quickly.

"If my pilot is permanently broken then you're paying for a new one." Vampire jokingly added, only for Scorpion to snap-roll.

"That should teach you." Scorpion said smugly, apparently back to normal.

"Well that seems sorted. 2-1 out." You say just before cutting the link.

"You might want to look out for Scorpions." Zeus suggested from is seat.

"Yep, I slightly regret what I just did." You agree. This might not turn out well for you.

>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>416484
>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
1-1 always could get to know more of the leader.

>>416491

Yeah seconding this, not that I am expecting much banter out of Dredd but it's good to include everyone

>>416484
>>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)
We can talk to the others again when we're on the ground...

>>416484
These talk really fleshed out the pilots' characters - wouldn't throw them under the bus now, too amiable :).

>>416484
>>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

Need a tiebreaker.

>>416567
I'll change to talk to Judge Dredd

>>416484
>>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>>416502
Changing my vote to: talk to the leader. "Yo, chieftain. How's your health?" (met the scorpions yet?)

>>416484
>>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>416484
>Talk to judge dredd.

Terribly sorry for the long delay guys. My internet was fucked.

Due to the long delay, do you want me to continue the thread or archive this one now and start a new one tomorrow?

>>421523

I am down to continue and I have the time, if you do too then you have at least one player

>>421531
While I really do love that you are here and want to continue, each vote requires a 2 vote minimum, 3 players is preferred as it greatly reduces the chances of the thread stopping for too long due to a tied vote.

>>421551
Forgot to add:

If nobody else shows up in 30 minutes then we'll continue and hope to pickup new players along the way.

>>421563
Forgot my trip, was shitposting on /k/

Lurking

i'm here

>>421581
And what's your vote? Continue or Start Anew?

>>421551

Sounds fair to me, maybe throw in a post in the QTG, that might attract some more players. I mean not everyone just sits with this thread open... since yesterday... on auto update... waiting... alone... in the dark

>>421592
I see no reason to stop

>>421598
Yesterday? Been here from thread 1

>>421603

Thread 1? Psh I was at his first day of college

>>421599
Ok then that makes 2 for continue, I'll start writing now.
>>421613
Mine or Razor's?
>>421598
I'll start posting links in QTG next run. That should be tomorrow as this thread is almost finished. Assuming that my internet doesn't go down again.


Once again, I would like to say thanks to you guys who have been here and have waited patiently.

>>421613
> not being there, watching, loving from afar since OP was born

>>421626

>not thoughtfully providing the right atmosphere for the conception with soulful music and skillfully prepared food

>>421622

Course man, one of the better quests running right now

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As you switched away from the Brit's channel you flicked through the channels until you had a direct link to Dredd, The Boss.

Why? Because it would have been rude not to invite him. Even if he did have the social capabilities of a watermelon.

"Freelancer 2-1 to Freelancer 1-1. You still awake there Boss?" You asked Dredd. Afterall, he had been awake all night doing paperwork.

"Freelancer 1-1 copies. Yes I'm still awake Razor." Dredd responded in his normal, flat and rough tone. He sounded as if he had been chewing glass.

"Just making sure Boss." You chuckled, trying to keep the mood light hearted. "Say, are you doing anything on leave? Me and Zeus are organising a barbecue. Just wanted to see if you wanted to come along."

"Thanks for the offer, but I'm going to have to decline. There's still a lot of paperwork to get through and misinformation to spread to confuse any red spies." Dredd responded, ever the bookworm.

"Understood boss. Anything else?" You knew that the question was redundant as you were the one who had called him. But officers always tended to add things just when you were getting ready to leave.

"Yeah, do you know what's up with your wingmate and the French? They've been flying erratically and I'm interested in knowing why." Dredd asked, in a tone that commanded the truth.

"No sir. I have know idea." You were never one to snitch on your comrades, especially when it could blow back on you. "Maybe they were having an argument with their RIO's?"

"Understood, I'll ask them personally when we land." Dredd paused for a few seconds before continuing. "By the way, well done on NOT buzzing the tower when we left."

Oh, so THAT was what you had forgot to do.

"Thanks boss. Freelancer 2-1 out." You say before cutting the link. You slightly feel sorry for Weiss and C.O. But then again, it's not really your problem.

"So." Zeus began. "Why didn't you buzz the tower? I though you had been planning to do that."

You answer him with a simple "I forgot." And leave it at that.

>Talk with a squadmate. (who?)
>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>421764
>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>421764
>>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>421764
>>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>421764
>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

>>421764
>>Keep quiet for the rest of the trip to Miramar. (timeskip)

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You spend the rest of the trip to Miramar reading up the intel packet that you had on potential Soviet units. Apparently they had started bolstering their air units with upgraded MiG-21s that they had pulled from the boneyards.

God, you felt kinda sorry for anyone flying those birds. If an aircraft had been retired to a boneyard then there was usually a good reason behind it.

Either way, you finally made it to Miramar as the sun went down. You couldn't help but feel amazed as the whole of "Fightertown U.S.A" sprawled in front of you.

You came in to land after Dredd and Ahab and followed them into a hanger with "Fightertown U.S.A" painted above the hanger doors. Passing rows of A-4 Skyhawks, F-16s and many other aircraft along the way. You even spotted the lumbering bulk of an E-3 sitting alongside a pair of EF-111 Ravens.

You parked up inside the building and powered down you engines. You climbed out as Slider and Durendal pulled in. After grabbing your stuff, you followed a rather tired looking lance corporal to a waiting HUMVEE.

"Where to first sir." He asked as you climbed in with Dredd and Zeus. Dredd's RIO staying behind to help the mechanics with their jet.

"Barracks. We need to drop off our stuff." Dredd said before either you or Zeus could answer.

"So. When't the mess hall open?" You ask the marine as he rounded past the hanger and headded towards the barracks. They were only a short way from the hangers, which was good in the event of a scramble order.

But then again, you were in the US, so the likelihood of a surprise combat mission was scarce. Maybe they did scramble training?

"Usual times sir, but they're closed now so you'll have to get food off base." The marine reported as he pulled up outside one of the buildings. "You're on the second floor. Your rooms will have your names on them. There should also be a base map in the hallway with key locations marked."

You thanked the marine and climbed out with your gear in tow. You followed his instructions and found your room. You were in room 2A, which overlooked the street, and past that, the runway and hangers. As you set up your gear, you thought about what you could do next.

>Head out to Franks. Fuck keeping as a reward, you're hungry.
>Head out for a cheap burger and come back for some rest. You are just as tired as you are hungry.
>Get some rest. Sleep it off and get some base food in the morning.

>>421900
>>Head out for a cheap burger and come back for some rest. You are just as tired as you are hungry.

>>421900
>>Head out for a cheap burger and come back for some rest. You are just as tired as you are hungry.
we rest

>>421900
>Head out for a cheap burger and come back for some rest. You are just as tired as you are hungry.

>>421900
>Head out for a cheap burger and come back for some rest. You are just as tired as you are hungry.

See if anyone who is stationed on base has any suggestions

>>421900
>Head out for a cheap burger and come back for some rest. You are just as tired as you are hungry.

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You spent the entire time internally debating weather or not you should go to Franks. Part of you wanted a moose burger while the other part was just about to shut the down for the night.

In the end, you compromised and decided to go for a cheap burger. You grabbed your wallet and leather jacket, tucked your pistol into the jacket and went. Leaving Zeus to his dreams as he slumped into bed.

You walked out and managed to hitch a ride from the marine that was dropping off Kenji and Millers group. Tatsuko gave you a glance before continuing on her way with a blush. You arrived at the base entrance and got directions to the nearest fast food joint. A Mcdonalds just a few blocks away.

Not your first choice. But you'd take what you could get.

You walked through the streets and noticed hints at current events. Newspapers pushed an anti-Soviet rhetoric, flags flying from most of the buildings, even an advertisement for a sale at a local gun shop. You finally arrived at the Mcdonalds and waited in the surprisingly long line. Admittedly the line was 3 people long, but it was pretty long considering the time of day.

As you grabbed your food, you noticed a nice looking chick waving you over. You took your food and sat opposite of her.

"Hey there partner. Didn't expect to see a fellow pilot still in gear at this hour." She said with a thick, southern accent. If you had to guess, you would say that she was from either Northern Florida or Alabama.

>"I just flew in. You at Miramar as well?"
>"Just got back from a flight."
>Introduce yourself.
>Other (write in)

>>422054
Forgot my trip.

>>422054
>Introduce yourself.
>"I just flew in. You at Miramar as well?"

>>422054
I just flew in. I'm Razor, by the way. Or that's my call sign. You?

>Introduce yourself.
>"I just flew in. You at Miramar as well?"

>>422054
>>"I just flew in. You at Miramar as well?"

>>422054
>Introduce yourself.
>"I just flew in. You at Miramar as well?"

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"I just flew in. I'm Bradley Poole, friends call me Razor. You?" You say just before taking a quick bite out of your Big Mac.

"The name's Kay O'Hare. Callsign Badger." Kay said as she offered her hand. You shook it in respect.

"You at Miramar as well?" You say, only to excite a sarcastic laugh from Kay.

"It's the only airbase for miles around." She pointed out, before jokingly adding. "You know, for someone called Razor yu aren't really that sharp."

"I've been told that before." You admit. "So Kay. Where did you get transferred in from?" You ask as you continue to wolf down your meal, the flight having really freed up some space.

"I just transferred in from VF-2. Though I might get transferred into another unit." Kay said with a hint of sadness.

"You miss the fleet life already?"

"No, we were deployed on the Japanese mainland. I just miss my unit, that's all." Kay admitted solemnly.

"Yeah, well I can understand that. Up until a few weeks ago I was in an aggressor unit. The transfer from the fleet to that crock of shite was hard." You open up to Kay, though the move wan't too bad on Zeus as it was easier for him to get his Japanese comics.

"Well, moving away from comrades isn't good in the slightest. But hopefully I can see them again." Kay perked up, motivated by the prospect of seeing her friends again.

You and Kay continued to talk the shit for an hour or so until you both made your way back to Miramar. Turned out that you both were in the same building. She was in room 1F while you were in 2C. You quietly made your way into your room, changed and climbed into bed. You remembered that tomorrow you would have to leave early to head up to your apartment, but those thoughts die away as your head hit the pillow.

You fall asleep peacefully, with not a care in the world.

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I'm going to call the thread here guys. I am sorry about the massive delay, but my internet was down so I couldn't update. I'll get the next thread running tomorrow, if that becomes impossible then we'll delay for another day. I'll post a link on my twitter, on QTG and in this thread.

In any case, Thanks for sticking with it and I'll see you all next time. Though if you have any questions then feel free to ask. I'll answer them as soon as I can.

>>422267
it happens sucks whes it dose
im licking it
see you next time

>>422267
Thanks for running!

>>422267

Thanks for running man, fun as always, I am really appreciating how long your giving the set up here, letting us get to know the cast and giving us honest interactions with them. It'll just make it that much more painful if one dies and make us react that much more badly to their replacement (taking bets on how long til everything goes to shit)

NEW THREAD:

>>435763