>>678939
>>Go out and party.
Do we need a costume change?

>>678939
>Go out and party.

>>678939
>Go out and party
As if there's even a choice here.

>>678939

>Go out and party.

>>678939
>Go out and party.

>>678939
>>Go out and party.

>>678939
>Better go check on Carly.

WHERE'S JANICE

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>>679042
JANICE NEVER

>>679100

Why? why wouldn't you use the best character.

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>>678939
You decide hey, might as well go out and party. You weren't going to be here for long, so you might as well milk it for what it's worth!

"Hey, Bradford." You call up your First Mate on the comm. "Can you give a sitrep on where the others are?"

"Well, Scott is still unaccounted for." Bradford grunts. "Amy, Elsa, Lida, and Natalia all went out to some local dive. I can give you the coordinates."

"You didn't go with them?" You raise an eyebrow.

"I prefer less... hectic forms of entertainment." Bradford grunts. "Don't mind me, do whatever you feel like, Captain."

And as if it were perfectly timed, the call ends right when the elevator doors slide open to reveal a waiting Tank.

>Bring Tank with you to the party.
>Maybe send Tank to give Bradford some company.
>Other

>>679100
GODDAMN YOU.

>Will Janice and her side-ties into existence.

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>>679138
She's sorta in KCQPS!

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>>679153
>>Maybe send Tank to give Bradford some company.

>>679153
>Maybe send Tank to give Bradford some company.

>>679153
>Maybe send Tank to give Bradford some company.

>>679153
>>Maybe send Tank to give Bradford some company.

>>679153
>>Bring Tank with you to the party.

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>>679153
"Hey Tank." You nudge your bodyguard with your elbow. "Why don't you head back and keep an eye on Bradford for me, will you? Don't wanna leave him by himself."

Tank looks down at you curiously. Maybe Bradford just had a different idea of recreation than the rest of you.

"Yeah, well, why don't you go anyways? Consider it an order." You chuckle. "I'm gonna go check on the rest of the crew."

Tank nods, and then points to you. You look down and realize that you're still wearing that maid uniform.

>Maybe you should head back and change.
>Eh, fuck it.
>Other

>>679282
>>Maybe you should head back and change.
Time for a party outfit!

>>679282
>>Maybe you should head back and change.
>Bring maid outfit in bag to ambush someone with

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>>679282
>>>Eh, fuck it.

>>679282
>Maybe you should head back and change.

>>679282
>Maybe you should head back and change.

>>679282
>Maybe you should head back and change.

>>679282
>Eh, fuck it.
NO SHAME!

>>679282
>Maybe you should head back and change.

>>679282
>>Maybe you should head back and change.

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>>679282
After you split up with tank, you head back to your own suite get a quick shower and change into more appropriate clothing. A simple shirt and jacket with a skirt. And... maybe a some stockings to ward off the cold tropical winds.

It's a simple matter to grab a taxi to the local dive your crew was at. The "Coconut Inn", it was called. A pretty innocuous, family friendly name for the place it was.

And the moment you head inside, you're blased with a wall of heat, yelling, and the stench of alcohol. Yep, it was a dive, all right.

And almost immediately, you spotted your crew. Or more accurately, Amy. She was sitting in a center table, a small pyramid of stacked shot glasses next to her. Opposite her was this big burly bear a man, with a similarly large pyramid of shot glasses as each took turns downing one.

Well, it didn't take a genius to know that Amy had gotten herself roped into some dumb drinking competition.

"Cap!" Elsa laughs as she saunters up to you, a glass of foaming beer in her hand. "Glad you can make it!"

"Captain." Lida nods as she buries herself back in her tablet, only occasionally glancing an eye at the event.

"Ah, just in time." Natalia smiles as she raises a small glass of an squeamishly green liquid at you. "As you can see, Amy is a bit preoccupied."

"Okay, what's going on." You sigh as you point at the drink you want to the barbot.

"Well, it seems like a buncha Accord Ground Corps dudes just dropped in, and they were talkin' shit about the Navy." Elsa shrugs. "I guess they said something that offended Amy and well... here we are."

"What are the stakes?" You raise your eyebrow.

"Well, if Amy wins, then the Ground Corps will have to apologize to her and clear out." Lida speaks up. "If she loses, she has to date one of them."

Oh Amy, always getting into really silly matches.

>You're too fucking sober to deal with this.
>Might as well cheer Amy on.
>It'd be interesting to see what happens if Amy were to lose...
>Other

>>679471
>>Might as well cheer Amy on.

>>679471
>>Might as well cheer Amy on.

>>679471
>>You're too fucking sober to deal with this.

>>679471
>Might as well cheer Amy on.

>>679471
>>Might as well cheer Amy on.

>>679471
>Might as well cheer Amy on.

>>679471
>Might as well cheer Amy on.

We need to do what a good boss would do to get their subordinate to win, Say we'll dock her pay for a month if she loses!

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>>679471
You grab your beer and head over to the main event, where you give Amy a thumbs up. Amy gives you a sloppy smiles and tries to give a thumbs up in response, but her impaired coordination causes her to swing her arm out with a bit more force then necessary and she accidentally knocks over a service bot, much the amused roars of the crowd.

"Hehehe, doeshn't look like you have much more drink in ye." Amy's opponent slurs.

"I've got pleeeeeeeeenty more drink in me!" Amy lamely retorts.

Huh... you're not actually sure if Amy could pull this off.

>Trust in Amy! Believe in her!
>Ask Natalia if she can help in any way.
>Other

>>679587
>Trust in Amy! Believe in her!
TRUST IN YOUR COMRADES!

>>679587
>>Trust in Amy! Believe in her!
Show them what that Iron Liver can do!

>>679587
>Trust in Amy! Believe in her!

>>679587
>Trust in Amy! Believe in her!
This kind of thing is sort of like a battle of honor. You don't meddle. Things will go the way they will, and all you can do is trust in your champion to win.

>>679587
>>Trust in Amy! Believe in her!

>>679587
>>Trust in Amy! Believe in her!

>>679587
>Trust in Amy! Believe in her!
>>679612
Plus, if she loses, we get to laugh at her. It´s win-win.

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>>679587
"C'mon Amy! You can beat 'em!" You cheer your helmswoman on.

"Of coursh I can!" Amy nods as she sloppily picks up her next shot glass, attempting to line it up with her mouth. Given her impaired coordination, it was much more difficult than it looked.

And amidst all of the cheering and shouts and jeers, Amy and her opponent each down their glasses.

>Roll 1d20

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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>679713

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>679713
Rolling for alcohol never ends well.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>679713
Chug Chug Chug!

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>679713

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>>679713
And the two warriors clash. Amy takes a drink and her opponent takes a drink. Both of them are just barely able to finish up their drinks and set their glasses down on the table. Both of them wobble for a little bit, both smiling smugly at each other.

And then they both tumble out of their chairs with a loud CRASH. Unfortunately, Amy collapsed just a few seconds before her opponent, meaning the Army guys technically won. Of course, the Army guys cheer.

"Oh dear." Natalia tuts as she walks forward and checks Amy's pulse. "It looks like neither of these two can continue the competition, or anything else for that matter."

"Hey! How about the date?" One of the Army guys demands.

"Yeah!" The others start protesting.

"Hmmmm, well, I think you all agreed to this under the assumption that poor Amy would give up before things got too serious. But, well... as you can see, she's not exactly in dateable condition."

Amy just giggles for a bit as she drools all over the floor.

"Yeah, you chumps already 'won', so just let it rest." Elsa sighs.

>Back up your crew. This whole thing was pretty stupid, anyways.
>Amy's gotta keep her word, even if it has to be postponed to tomorrow!
>Other

>>679785
>>Amy's gotta keep her word, even if it has to be postponed to tomorrow!

Gotta keep her word.

>>679785
>>Back up your crew. This whole thing was pretty stupid, anyways.

>>679785
>Back up your crew. This whole thing was pretty stupid, anyways.

>>679785
>>Back up your crew. This whole thing was pretty stupid, anyways.

>>679785
>>Other
they can keep the date as a thing if one of them agrees to drink one of nats concoctions

>>679785
>>Back up your crew. This whole thing was pretty stupid, anyways.

>>679785
>Amy's gotta keep her word, even if it has to be postponed to tomorrow!
Honor demands it!

>>679785
>>Back up your crew. This whole thing was pretty stupid, anyways.
too drunk for dating. maybe next time.

>>679785
>Back up your crew. This whole thing was pretty stupid, anyways.

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>>679785
"As always, Army thinks with their dicks and not with their heads." You grin as you saunter in. "Show's over boys. Go back to whatever you're doing and we'll stay out of your way."

"Oh yeah?" One of the Army guys steps forward, his wobbling left and right signifying he was just a bit too tipsy for common sense. "Who's gonna stop us, you?"

Oh boy, he didn't know what he was getting himself into. You were pretty sure you could take him on yourself, but the question was keeping the rest of his buddies from ganging up on you. Sure, you were confident that the rest of your crew could handle themselves in a scrap but...

>Make an example of this joker.
>Call in reinforcements!
>BAR FIGHT
>Other

>>679785
>Back up your crew. This whole thing was pretty stupid, anyways.

>>679864
>Make an example of this joker.

>>679864
>Make an example of this joker.

oops. Ninja'ed.

>>679864
>Call in reinforcements!

I just want to see Tank show them what a real soldier's like.

>>679864
>>Make an example of this joker.
Psionic Powers Activate?

>>679864
>Make an example of this joker.

>>679864
>>Make an example of this joker.

>>679864
>Make an example of this joker.

>>679864
>>Make an example of this joker.

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>>679864
All right, it was time to make an example of this joker. If you did it right, you could intimidate these guys into backing off from you. The question was, how to do it?

>QUICK
>BRUTAL
>HUMILIATION
>Other

>>680014
>>QUICK

>>680014
>QUICK BRUTAL HUMILIATION

>>680014
>>QUICK
No need to go full Dom on these guys.

>>680014
>>QUICK
Quick and efficient. We don't have time to waste on these losers.

>>680014
>>QUICK
>>BRUTAL
>>HUMILIATION

GO HARD!

>>680014
>QUICK BRUTAL HUMILIATION

>>680014
>QUICK

>>680014
>QUICK
>BRUTAL
>HUMILIATION
Sam has no chill.

>>680014
>QUICK

>>680014
>>BRUTAL

>>680014
>QUICK

Nothing says crushing defeat like 'You're not even worth my time'

>>680014
>HUMILIATION

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>>680014
Being completely sober, your reflexes were light years ahead of this drunk grunt. Your left fist lances out and strikes the grunt in the gut, causing him to double over. You then take the opportunity to use your right hand to hook your fingers right into the grunt's nostrils and you yank HARD. The grunt screeches in pain and falls to his knees, too off balance to retaliate.

"Nat." You say sweetly. "If I tear guy's nose off, will he die?"

"It would be extremely painful." Natalia shrugs.

"Goddamn, Cap, that's cold!" Elsa laughs.

Lida just gives a silent thumbs up.

"Aaaaagh!" The grunt cries. "What are you fuckers doing!? Help me!"

You tug at his nose again, eliciting another shriek of pain.

"Look, I've tried to be nice here, but you forced my hand." You sigh with the air of a disappointed mother. "I'm trying to be the reasonable party here, but look at what you made me do. My fingers up this guys nose, and that's just disgusting! So how about you all go off to your little corner of the bar and leave us alone? That way nobody will get hurt."

You give another tug to demonstrate your point.

"Much."

There had to be roughly a dozen Army grunts present, but they all hesitate.

>Let them come to their own decision.
>Maybe they need a little more convincing.
>Use this chance to make your escape.
>Other

>>680155
>>Maybe they need a little more convincing.
>Right now I am annoyed, Do you want to see me angry?

>>680155
>>Maybe they need a little more convincing.
Intimidate!

>>680155
>>Other
Smile just like in the pic.

>>680155
>Let them come to their own decision.
We are harsh, but merciful.

>>680155
>Maybe they need a little more convincing.

>>680155
>Maybe they need a little more convincing
Why are all the QM's baneposting so much lately? Wong did it in MSP with a play and now Merc's doing it too.

>>680155
>Let them come to their own decision.
They're drunk, their gears are moving slower than usual.

>>680155
>>Let them come to their own decision.

>>680183
it also showed up in that jumpchain quest that used to be a sao quest.

baneposting is highly memetic I guess

>>680183
MSPQ is ridden with chan memes and they actually redid the entire scene, here it's just a brief reference.

Unless it pops up a third or fourth time, nobody's doing it much

>>680155
>>Let them come to their own decision.

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>>680155
Well, maybe they needed a bit more convincing. You just give a more murderous smile and yank even harder on the grunt's nose, literally pulling him up back to his feet purely with just your two fingers hooked into his nostrils.

And somebody didn't hear his squeals of pain, well, they would now.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>680240
INTIMIDATE

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>680240
BIOTIC CHARGE!

>>680247
...OMG, PSIONICS ACTIVATE?!

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>680240

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>>680247
Jesus fuck that's overkill

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>>680247
>>680251
An artist's interpretation of what may have occurred.

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>>680247

OH SHIT SAM KNOWS PSI PANIC

>>680247
Lucky night for quests. I just rolled a 20 in Ninja monk quest.

>>680247
>>680251
>>680260
>>680262
Was it from those crystals in that cove?

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>>680266
Psionic crystals!

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>>680240
And with one powerful and surprisingly smooth motion, you actually THROW the grunt by his nostrils right at his buddies, causing them all to tumble backwards as they try to catch his flailing body. You then give them the same bloodthirsty smile as you casually wipe your fingers with a napkin.

"This bitch is crazy!" One of the drunks screams. "Let's get out of here!!"

And with that, the grunts are out the door like they found a bomb under their table.

That's also when the rest of the patrons cheer. Apparently those grunts were being a problem for everyone.

"Drinks are on the house for you, madam." The barbot says politely and motions to the drink cabinet behind it. "You may choose anything you see."

A-anything...?

>Moderation is key!
>GIVE ME YOUR STRONGEST DRINK
>Other

>>680311
>GIVE ME YOUR STRONGEST DRINK
We'll never learn.

>>680311
>>Moderation is key!

>>680311
>GIVE ME YOUR STRONGEST DRINK

>>680311
>>Moderation is key!
Let's not accidentally use our Psionic Strength to wreck everything.

>>680311
>>GIVE ME YOUR STRONGEST DRINK
Sam's luck will hold out right?

>>680311
>>Other
get the most girly cutesy drink you can.

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>>680311
>>GIVE ME YOUR STRONGEST DRINK

PAN-GALACTIC GARGLE BLASTER!

AND SHOTS FOR THE CREW! SHOTS FOR ALL!

>>680311
>Moderation is key!
Alcohol is Sam's weakness.

>>680311
>>Moderation is key!

>>680311
>>GIVE ME YOUR STRONGEST DRINK

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>>680311
Welp, it looks like there's a tie, so we'll just have to roll it off!

1. Moderation
2. Strongest Drink

>>680311
>GIVE ME YOUR STRONGEST DRINK
>Other
Go for an afterburner.

"Joe Bob asked the bartender if he knew how to do afterburners. No, the bartender said, he had never heard of that game. So, Joe Bob explained to him how a shot of brandy in a shot glass is ignited so that the alcohol on top burns, and then the drinker throws down the flaming shot. If done correctly, all the brandy is emptied from the shot, so that when the drinker puts the glass down, a small, blue flame still burns in the bottom. The bartender was eager to play but said he had no brandy. Nort suggested that any high-proof booze might work, and the bartender fumbled around under the bar for a moment. He straightened up and plopped a tall, brown bottle with a brown and green label on the bar, and said, “I’ve got this here stuff—it’s 100 proof.” The brand name on the green label proclaimed that it was Jeremiah Weed. The three fighter pilots filled their shot glasses and demonstrated, all three glasses returning to the bar empty except for a small blue flame flickering at the bottom"

https://barnapkinairpower.com/2016/02/27/afterburner-jerimiah-weed/

>>680364
>>680375
Wait do does that mean moderation wins?

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>>680364
"Um, I'll just have a bourbon." You say.

"Right away, madam." The barbot nods as it slides away to get your order.

"Holy shiiiiiiit, Cap!" Elsa cackles as she sits next to you. "I didn't know you had that sort of ruthless side to you!"

"Have you been working out?" Lida asks as she sips at your beer. "Or have you just been hiding your power level from us all this time?"

Jeez, Lida and her weird terminology.

"It certainly wasn't from the experiments, that's for sure." Natalia nods with a curious smile.

>C'mon, I totally aced my physicals! Totally...!
>No one gets to molest Amy but me!
>Gotta keep my crew outta trouble, after all!
>Other

>>680424
>>C'mon, I totally aced my physicals! Totally...!
>>No one gets to molest Amy but me!

>>680424
>No one gets to molest Amy but me!
>Gotta keep my crew outta trouble, after all!

>>680424
>>C'mon, I totally aced my physicals! Totally...!

>>680424
>No one gets to molest Amy but me!
>Er I mean
>Gotta keep my crew outta trouble, after all!

>>680424
>>C'mon, I totally aced my physicals! Totally...!

>>680436
Actually this is better. Changing my vote to this.

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>>680424
>>C'mon, I totally aced my physicals! Totally...!

Under this tiny frame is pure Terran muscle!

>>680424
>>C'mon, I totally aced my physicals! Totally...!

>>680424
>C'mon, I totally aced my physicals! Totally...!

>>680405
Sorry, I was late on the draw.

>>680424
>>C'mon, I totally aced my physicals! Totally...!
>>No one gets to molest Amy but me!

>>680424
>>C'mon, I totally aced my physicals! Totally...!

At the rate Sam's rolls are going, people are going to believe she's actually a robot or mechanically augmented.

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>>680486
Genetically modified supersoldier anon

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>>680424
"C'mon, I totally aced m physicals!" You laugh. "Totally...!"

Natalia, Elsa, and Lida just look at you, totally unconvinced. Amy didn't because she was still out cold and slumped over the bar, snoring loudly.

"Okay, maybe I wasn't PERFECT in the physicals, but I've been working on it"! You groan as you take the glass of bourbon the barbot pours you and down it. "Tank's been keeping me honest about that."

"I guess ya also gotta be in good shape if you keep going into he field all the time, too!" Elsa chuckles.

"We noticed you left with him alone to the Crystal Coves." Lida says casually as she plays with her datapad.

Wait, how did she- oh wait, she's your tech officer. Probably hacked the autopilot data or something.

"Hm, yes. One of the top rated romantic hideaways on the planet." Natalia's smile grows. "Quite an interesting choice."

"Soooooo, did ya go all the way?" Elsa chuckles.

Fuck. Good thing Amy was out cold.

>Of course not!
>I uh, felt his face.
>DRINK
>Other

>>680509
>I uh, felt his face.
>DRINK

>>680509
>>I uh, felt his face.
>inb4 people are more interested in Tank's identity rather than if we did it with him.

>>680509
>>I uh, felt his face.

>>680509
>"An officer never kisses and tells."
>DRINK

>>680509
>>I uh, felt his face.
>>DRINK

>>680509
>>I uh, felt his face.
>>DRINK

>>680509
>>I uh, felt his face.
>>DRINK

>>680509
>>DRINK
>>Other

Pound down that shot and tell the bartender to leave the bottle--we're not gonna be remembering tonight anytime soon!

>>680509
>I uh, felt his face.

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>>680509
"I uh..." You stammer.

"Yes?" Natalia, Elsa, and Lida lea in closer.

"I uh, felt his face." You squeak.

"Oh my~." Natalia grins.

"That's it?" Elsa rolls her eyes. "I was hopin' for something more intimate!"

"That's pretty lewd by Tank standards." Lida notes.

"Huh, I guess that's true." Elsa nods. "You are one naaaaaaughty girl, Captain!"

"Yeah yeah, laugh it up." You groan as you reach for the bourbon bottle...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>680579
Biotic chug?

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>680579

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>680579
Nat 1!

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>680579
HERO!

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>680579

CHUG!

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>680579

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>>680582
Could Sam be the next Jaeger?

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>>680582
Well then.

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>>680579
And you just chug down the whole bottle of bourbon in one smooth motion. It burns like hell as it makes its way down your throat and through your chest, but it does its job distracting your from your embarrassment. You crew watches on in awe.

"Damn, must've been a good facefeel." Elsa laughs.

"So, are you two like, together together?" Lida asks.

"Well, it's not like we said anything out loud..." You frown. "Um, well, I didn't say anything out loud. I guess we kinda just implicitly understand our relationship?"

"Weeeeaaaak." Elsa rolls her eyes and nudges the unconscious Amy. "You know what Amy would say?"

"What?" You sigh, already suspecting the answer.

"Just go tie the knot with him already!" Elsa tuts while Lida nods.

"I'm inclined to agree." Natalia nods as she sips her glass.

Nat you traitor!

>You know, maybe I should.
>It's not that simple!
>It's not like that!
>Other

>>680604
>>It's not that simple!

>>680604
>It's not like that!

>>680604
>It's not like that!

>>680604
>It's not that simple!

>>680604
>>It's not that simple!
"

>>680604
>>It's not that simple!

>>680604
>>It's not that simple!

>>680604
>>You know, maybe I should.
>>It's not that simple!

But we lacked the tits for marriage!

>>680615
>Implying Sam wouldn't get Nat to grow them

>>680620
we keep trying and failing those rolls!

We need better tits or curves.

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>>680604
"It's not that simple!" You groan. "First of all, a Captain fraternizing with one of her subordinates? That's not professional at all!"

"That implies you're professional in the first place." Elsa snorts.

"She has a point." Lida adds.

"Damnit you two..." You sigh.

"But hey, I understand. Ya wanna hide behind your job? I won't fault ya for that." Elsa shrugs. "People have used worse reasons to dodge issues."

"Well, at least neither of you will ever be far apart." Natalia chuckles. "

Goddamn, it sucks getting ganged up on like this...

>Turn the tables on them!
>Change the subject to something else.
>You should probably turn in for the night.
>Other

>>680629
>>Turn the tables on them!

>>680629
>>Turn the tables on them!

>>680629
>Turn the tables on them!

>>680629
>>Turn the tables on them!
"Well what sort of stuff is Nat doing with her serums?"

>>680629
>>Turn the tables on them!

>>680629
>Change the subject to something else.

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>>680629
"Oh yeah, well what about YOUR love lives?" You ask wryly as you pour yourself a fresh glass of bourbon. "It's not fair if you all get to rib me on this shit!"

"Hmmmm, I suppose it's the fair thing." Lida shrugs. "I online speed date."

"That's not all, is it?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Er, well..." Lida's cheeks redden as she takes a deep sip from her beer. "I'm also dabbling into some ERP."

"ERP?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Aaaaahhh...." Lida gets even redder and finishes off the rest of her beer. "It's nothing!"

"Mmmmm, well, I guess I did leave behind a boytoy on Earth." Elsa sighs. "Kinda a pity, too. Would've been cool if he could come with us, but, he's still got pretty deep roots there so there's not much we can about it."

"Oh, my only love is my research." Natalia says simply.

>Eh, that seems like enough.
>You need to press for more!
>Other

>>680658
>>You need to press for more!

>>680658
>You need to press for more!
What is this Earp?

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>>680658
>>Eh, that seems like enough.
Time to head back.

>>680658
>You need to press for more!

What is this ERP you speak of? :P

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>>680661
A lawman and gambler famous for taking part in the O.K. Corrall

>>680658
>You need to press for more!

>>680658
>You need to press for more!

>>680666
Lida spends her time playing soem kind of western game?

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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>680658
>>You need to press for more!

The smart money is on Lida being into the really bananas kinky shit, like heterosexual sex in the missionary position

>>680672

Texas Holdem?

>>680673
Nah, she'd be into even weirder stuff, like cuddling and whispering sweet nothings into their ear

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>>680658
Dohohohoo, so it looks like you've found a chink in Lida's armor! It was time to move in and exploit it!

"Oh? ERP? Please do tell!" You coo as you slide a new drink in front of Lida.

However, to her credit, Lida eyes the drink warily, questioning your motives.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>680677
TELL US

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>680677

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>680677

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>>680677
Lida hesitates for a moment, but finally accepts the drink, gulping down the bourbon, her face getting even redder with each gulp.

"ONLINE. EROTIC. ROLE. PLAY." She exhales as she slams the glass down on the table before passing out.

Huh. Well, you guess that was a thing.

"You know what, I'm not even surprised." Elsa shrugs. "She spends waaaay too much time on that datapad, in my opinion."

"90% of the galactic net's content is pornography, after all." Natalia casually sips her drink.

You guess you couldn't really judge Lida. After all, every girl had their needs.

Man, you were starting to feel pretty damn tuckered out. After all that time you spent with Tank and then chasing Elizabeth around, combined with all this drinking, well, you think it's time to get some rest.

You try to suppress a yawn as you get up.

>Let Natalia and Elsa take care of Amy and Lida.
>You better get the both of them back.
>Other

>>680685
>>You better get the both of them back.

>>680685
>You better get the both of them back.

>>680685
>>You better get the both of them back.
We take care of our crew.

>>680685
>>You better get the both of them back.

>>680685
>Let Natalia and Elsa take care of Amy and Lida.

>>680685
>You better get the both of them back.

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>>680695
>no Ghostdiva

>>680695
Amazing.

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>>680695
Yes, even boys can be cute girls!

>>680685
>You better get the both of them back.

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>>680699
Of course they can

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>>680685
"Well, I suppose I should get these two losers back to the hotel." You grunt as you pick up both Amy and Lida and sling them over your arms.

Thankfully, Lida was practically light as a feather, though Amy was quite a bit heavier. But even so, you still had a bit of trouble handling both of them at the same time. Tank had always made it look so easy!

"Well, good luck!" Elsa raises a glass to you.

"Good night." Natalia nods.

"See you in the morning." You say your little farewell before heading off.

You then hail a cab to get you a ride back to the hotel. Amy and Lida sleep soundly all the way, only softly snoring. It's only a short ride to the hotel, where the staff helpfully assist in carrying Amy and Lida back to the suite. By the way they do it so efficiently and without question, you assume that handling drunks is an extremely common occurrence in their line of work.

You manage to get Amy and Lida cleaned up and tucked away in bed. You didn't quite remember which bed was theirs, so you just plopped them down on one of the many queen size beds in the suite. At the very least it would be an interesting sight to see their reactions when they wake.

Now for you...

>See where Tank and Bradford are at.
>Check up on Carly
>Get an update from Elizabeth.
>You should get some sleep.
>Other

>>680703
>Check up on Carly

>>680703
>>Check up on Carly

>>680695
>no XS
It's shit

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>>680703
>>Check up on Carly
Hopefully, she got our engineers back.

>>680702
Why is he so good?

>>680703
>See where Tank and Bradford are at.

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>>680708
Everybody knows that boys make best girls

>>680703
>See where Tank and Bradford are at.

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>>680703
You try calling Carly on your comm, but you get no answer.

Huh.

You try again, but again Carly doesn't answer.

That was... a bit concerning. But then again, Carly did love going off and doing her own thing. Maybe she was just ignoring your calls?

Well, either way, you'll probably just wait till morning to see if she's willing to talk. You needed some rest.

If only you knew...

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week, and don't forget Kantai Collection on Friday!

>>680719
Thanks for running Merc!

>>680719
Thanks, Merc. I'll see you next time!

>>680719
Thanks for running Merc.

>>680719
Thanks for running =)