>>1632791
>Head to work for now.

>>1632791
> Head to work for now.

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>>1632791
>Head to work for now.

Heigh Ho Heigh Ho

>>1632791
>> Head to work for now.

>>1632791
>> Head to work for now.

> Head to work for now.

-

-

You got a ton of reminders that apparently you had a date tonight. All kinds of subordinates here and there were gossiping around you as you came by. And of course, one quick look from you and it was over. But regardless, that didn’t stop the news.

Elodie Zumwalt had a boyfriend.

Euugh…To have so much attention on you just for that? Is it really that weird that a girl is bringing a boy to a dance!? You find it despicable how people put so much social value on the relationship, how they can be so immature and judgmental just based on preconceived notions of-

“Commander!” The Captain smiles happily at you. AH THE CAPTAIN! You salute sharply. “I heard you have a date tonight!”

“I-… I do,” you say.

“Who’s the lucky boy then?” she asks.

“His name is-…”

… what the fuck was his name again. Shit. Um.

“Oh, I get it!” Captain Spruance wags her finger, smirking. “So caught up in the romance that you’re tongue-twisted.” Yeah, yeah. Let’s go with that, hehe. “It’s a double edged sword I suppose, attending an all-girls academy. No boys to worry about. At the same time, no boys. Hmph.”

“Are you bringing anybody, Captain?” you ask.

“Oh, of course!” says Captain Spruance. “I’m bringing my little brother.” Oh? “He’s a sweetheart, don’t worry. Pretty shy, but he wants to be a Naval Studies student just like his big sister!” Captain Spruance giggles at that happily. “Ooohoohoo! I can’t wait to introduce him to all of you, it’ll be exquisite! You have a good dance tonight, alright, Ellie?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>1632911
> Polite

And you Captain.

Naval Studies Trap Adventures when?

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>>1632915
never

>>1632911
> Polite

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>>1632918
He could join Winona's Unlimited Tankery team for LGA 3

>>1632911
>> Polite

>>1632911
>Polite

>>1632922
As long as we have a cool reverse trap rival.

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>>1633024
only if we can turn them into our tsundere waifu

>>1633052
>inb4 we both have to "crossdress" as a boy, and a girl[ respectively/spoiler]
>everyone says we don't look convincing enough

> Polite

“Thank you, thank you, you too, Captain!” The Captain smiles happily, saluting you before returning back to her walk. Oh dear God. What is the Captain subjecting her poor little brother too? You remember when your Mom would take you around to the Old Folks home when she was working there occasionally. Dear God! He’ll be massacred!

Oh well.

-

-

“Oh, help me, Bob, I’m bully in the alley!”
“Way hey, bully in the alley!”
“Help me, Bob, I’m bully in the alley!”
“Bully down in Shinbone al!”

Naval Studies students sing to themselves a worksong as they begin offloading today’s imports. You and your retinue were no longer in the Office, but now at the loading docks because today you had to oversee the imports. Why? Because Friday’s imports would be instrumental to lasting the first couple of weeks after the first day of school, of course. “How are the imports coming?” you ask to one of the girls.

“We’ve already made quota today, Commander!” The girl smiles happily, adjusting her glasses. “We have surplus foods, surplus clothes, surplus toiletries, surplus everything! I reckon the 10% surplus we have on all our goods so far will last us a good week or two until our chain can catch up.”

“Good, good.” You fold your arms, watching quietly.

“So, Commander.” The Officer smiles at you, holding her clipboard. “I heard rumors that you were going to the ball tonight.” You nod. “You know, those were silly rumors, you taking a boy of all things.” She blushes a little, biting her lip. “I imagine you’d prefer someone as hardworking as myself…”

“They’re not really rumors,” you say. “I am going with a boy.” The Officer freezes, then nods slowly. She looks incredibly disappointed.

“Ma’am!” An Officer comes up to you, holding her hand up. “Since we have most of the surplus in, most of the girls were looking to ask if we could have an early day today. Most of us want to take off for the Ball tonight.”

> “No. Next time ask in advance.”
> “I suppose I can allow it. Don’t ask on such short notice again.”
> “We’ll see how we are at lunch then I’ll tell you.”
> Other

>>1633066
so we have to dress like a girl who's dressing like a boy to appear butch?

>>1633077
>> “We’ll see how we are at lunch then I’ll tell you.”

>>1633077
>“We’ll see how we are at lunch then I’ll tell you.”

Let them keep up the hard work with hope of reward, but make sure we've got a surplus even if we don't get resupply for 2 weeks.

No chances that we run out before resupply.

>>1633077
>“We’ll see how we are at lunch then I’ll tell you.”

>>1633078
More like a trap dressing like a man, and a reverse trap dressing like a woman as a disguise for gathering "intelligence. They both stick out like sore thumbs.

>>1633077
“We’ll see how we are at lunch then I’ll tell you.”

> “We’ll see how we are at lunch then I’ll tell you.”

“We’ll see how far we are at lunch then I’ll tell you,” you state simply. The Officer takes that well, nodding and saluting you. She then turns around and walks off.

The other Officer checks her clipboard, nodding slowly. “We should have a decent supply by lunch, Commander.” Good. Good. “So. Um.” She twiddles her fingers. “This boy, is he-… is he nice?” You tilt your head, sternly. “I’m just asking. He- he must be quite the boy to be able to ask you out…”

“And you must be quite the girl to be able to lead a team already,” you say. The Offier blinks, then smiles happily. Well, she is. Leading a shift of Naval Studies students is no small feat. Honestly, you have to give thanks to the little people that make things work. There wouldn’t be an America without them.

-

> SOME HOURS LATER <

-

Lunch time had arrived. You munch on a sandwich prepared by Denise.

Current projections for today’s import project a 30% surplus of total import stocks on all vital items. As long as nobody goes on a spending spree or goes binge eating, that could certainly last two weeks of freshmen binging on freedom from parents and Naval Studies students binge eating out of stress. Still, it could be higher just to be safe.

However, the students were already gathered besides you, waiting your word.

> “Nope. We’re working our full eight hours today.”
> “Oh fine. You’re dismissed.”
> Other

>>1633210
> “Oh fine. You’re dismissed.”
Be a good officer...or regret it at the dance later.

>>1633210
> “Oh fine. You’re dismissed.”

It's not like they'll be paying attention anyway.

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>>1633210
> “Oh fine. You’re dismissed.”

If 10% should last us 1 or 2 weeks, then we should be safe at 30%.

>>1633117
this is rapidly entering complicated fetish territory

>>1633210
>> “Oh fine. You’re dismissed.”

> “Oh fine. You’re dismissed.”

“Oh fine.” You sigh. “You’re dismissed.” All the girls loudly cheer and rush past you to the exits. “No running! We’re in the loading docks! Ugh.” You stand up. Denise stands next to you, sternly glaring at them for running in the loading docks. “Right. Forget it. We better get ready for the Ball too I guess.”

Denise smiles. “Excellent! We’ll go get your dress then, Ellie!”

“Dress?” You quirk your brow. “What are you talking about dress? I was just going to wear my dress uniform.”

“Really?” Denise rubs her chin, thinking on it. “Hmm… will that really work?”

“Um.” You shrug. “I dunno.”

Tessa and Athena appear from behind Denise, looking at you. Tessa asks, “Are you at least going to wear your sexy undies?”

“No!” You shout. “Why would I- How- What is with everyone!? It’s just a dance!”

“Appearances are everything at a dance though,” says Athena. “Trust me, even Griselda is going to be looking quite spiffy once we get there. I heard she was going for something trendy.” Trendy your ass. You’re not spending hundreds of dollars on a dress you’re only going to wear once.

Though… What if Je-

No. You’re not caring about the opinion of a boy.

> Go find a dress anyway. To rent.
> Forget it, dress uniform it is.
> “Let’s just go find my crew. I can decide this later.”
> Other

>>1633364
>> Go find a dress anyway. To rent.
This ball better end with some unadulterated hand holding

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>>1633364
>Forget it, dress uniform it is.

One time for several hundred bucks is just wrong.
And no sexy undies. Nobody sees undies tonight. We wear undies that let us dance properly.

>>1633364
> Forget it, dress uniform it is.
A couple hundred on a single night? No very Elodieish.

>>1633364
> Go find a dress anyway. To rent.

>>1633364
>Forget it, dress uniform it is.

>>1633364
> Go find a dress anyway. To rent.
Live a little.

We should call JJ and let him know he doesn't have to go crazy dressing up since we're wearing the dress uniform.

if he sounds like he already has, then consider getting a dress

>>1633364
>> Forget it, dress uniform it is.
You know what funny?
Jeep Jockey also get a Dress Uniform because he didn't know what to wear.

> Forget it, dress uniform it is.

No. No. You’re not going to get a dress. A dress is for materialistic people with money to spend. You are neither.

“Aw.” When the retinue sees that you refuse, they mope a little. “Such a buzzkill, Ellie,” says Athena.

“If I’m a buzzkill then you’re a…” You point to Athena, pouting. “You’re-… You’re an idiot!”

“Wow, excellent comeback.”

You roll your eyes. Just get this over with.

-

-

The dress uniform for Naval Studies students was more or a less a white version of your standard blues. There were a couple of embellishments though, rank epaulettes, white gloves, a blue sash around the chest for medals and what not. All in all, it wasn’t too far out of your comfort zone, and for the most part it was also free.

This seemed to annoy everyone else who did get dresses. You had convened with the girls at the Hangar’s lockerroom where everyone was indeed wearing dresses. Winona comes in wearing a bright red number that ended at the ankles with a long slit up the legs. She had flowery frills around her hips and at her sleeves, and even placed a flower in her hair. “You know, Ellie. I was slightly disappointed that you were wearing your dress uniform, but now that I see you in it…” Winona rubs her chin. “It suits you.”

“Thanks,” you say. You smile. That’s the first genuine compliment you’ve gotten about it really.

“Yeah.” Stack folds her arms, gently punching you on the arm. Hey, don’t dirty the sleeve! Stack is wearing a simpler dress, plain black, not much to it. “Gotta say, Ellie, you look like you belong in some Master and Commander stuff right here!”

Winona leans in, whispering in your ear. “Are you wearing your sexy undies…?”

“No!” you shout. Winona flinches back. “Why- Why would I wear that in this uniform!” They’re plain white by the way. You don’t want your bra or your panties showing through the white.

Ingrid and Josephina come in from outside. Ingrid herself is wearing a dark blue dress with a flower on her chest and a sash at the hips while Josephina wears an orange gown ending at her ankles. Ingrid says, “Ellie.” She leans in, whispering in your ear. “Your date’s here.”

She what.

Winona grabs your shoulder. “We’ll cover you. Don’t worry.” Cover you from-

You blink, looking around the room. Everyone is happily gossiping and chatting.

Oooohh.

> “Please do.”
> “Forget it. It’s not like them knowing I have a date is going to kill me.”
> Other

>>1633633
> “Please do.”

>>1633633
>> “Please do.”

>>1633633
>“Forget it. It’s not like them knowing I have a date is going to kill me.”

What are we going to do? Hide in a corner with jeep jockey all night under a sheet?

Wait...

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>>1633633
> “Forget it. It’s not like them knowing I have a date is going to kill me.”

They're gonna find out at the dance anyway.

>>1633657
pic related

>>1633633
> “Please do.”

Much as I want to say fuck it. Ellie probably wants a tiny bit of privacy before we go public.

> “Please do.”

You sigh. “Please do.”

Winona whirls her finger in the air. “Form up!” The four girls quickly form a box around you tightly. They start moving as one like some kind of cute fluffy Testudo formation. You slowly march out of the door and away from the prying eyes of your fellow teammates. As nice as they are, their grating requests to know how things are between you and Jeep Jockey will get old incredibly quickly.

Once you’re out of the hangar though, you hear Jeep Jockey call out. “Uh. Hey, guys! Is Ellie in that human box you’re making?” Your view of him is obstructed by Josephina.

“Yep!” Winona smiles to him. “Presenting Elodie Rosetta Zumwalt!” They part ways, allowing you to view him for yourself.

Jeep Jockey is…

Wearing a simple olive green dress shirt, some khakis, and a black tie. His sleeves are rolled up as well, very neatly rolled up, deliberately rolled up. Huh. And he’s actually combed his hair rather neatly as well, none of that jeep cap business and what not. He smiles at you. “Wow.” He looks down at himself. “Now uh… I feel underdressed. This was all I had.”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>1633753
> Polite
>"A-and I am glad I didn't overdress...heh..."
>"You look nice..."

>>1633753
> Polite

Any more wouldn't be you.

>>1633753
>> Polite

>>1633753
> Polite
It suits Jock.

>>1633753
>> Neutral
"We are both the type who would looked like Ogre if we are overdressed. Yours is fine. C'mon."

> Polite

“That’s all you need. It suits you,” you say. You smile happily, as does he. “I gotta admit, I’m glad I didn’t overdress at least.”

“Yeah, yeah, that would’ve been embarrassing! Hehehe!” The two of you chuckle and giggle.

Oh God tonight’s gonna suck.

Winona hugs you from behind. “Well, we’ll leave you two to head on without us. We’ll meet you there, alright?” You nod. Winona kisses you on the cheek. Ugh, Winona. She points to Jeep Jockey. “Take good care of her. If I hear anything negative about tonight, I will end you rightly!” She huffs, and lets go of you and walks away with the rest of the crew.

Jeep Jockey folds his arms, finally exhaling once they’re gone. “I mean, it shouldn’t be that bad tonight, should it?”

“I don’t think so,” you say. “You’re going to drive us?” He nods. With that, he leads you to the Jeep. You both climb in and… You turn back to see Denise sitting in the back. “Denise?”

“What?” She tilts her head. “I’m here in case you need me.” She squints at Jeep Jockey.

…

You both shrug. No sense in telling her to fuck off.

-

-

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3mEqqb2oWY

The Ball was taking place in the General Studies campus gym. For the most part, it was actually an incredibly formal reception as far as you can tell. The gym didn’t even look like a gym. It looked like it was just decked out as a ballroom in the Titanic or something. Now you and Jeep Jockey felt underdressed for such an occasion. Soft music played by the Light Music Club is playing in the background. Most of the foreign commanders have come either in more extravagant versions of their uniforms or in flowing long gowns.

And for the most part, it was just girls. Well, girls and their little brothers, all of whom were in the corner waiting around bored. Jeep Jockey points to them. “You want me with them?”

“You’re coming with me.” You grab his wrist, dragging him along with you. He invited you, he’s not spending all night in that corner with the children.

“My, my! It’s Elodie Zumwalt!” Meryl Hoffmeister and Orange Pekoe are talking, taking drinks of tea as well. They both wear dressier versions of their Tankery uniforms. “You look quite well,” says Meryl.

“Yes.” Orange Pekoe nods. “And this must be a friend of yours?”

“It’s uh… nice to meet you both,” says Jeep Jockey.

Orange Pekoe smiles at him. “So, what do you know about tanks?”

“Yeah.” Meryl tilts her head, smirking. “Are you one of those rare boys that loves the sound of a V12?”

Jeep Jockey blinks. “Um.” He points to the little brother’s corner. “I’ll just be…”

> Let him. He’s never going to survive.
> “He knows nothing of tanks.”
> “Oh, he knows plenty! Don’t you, Jeep Jockey?”
> Other

>>1633874
>> “He knows nothing of tanks.”
"But he knows alot about Planes. And maybe Jeeps too.
..Say, what about scout car, JJ? I recall Pekoe has Daimler Dingo in her inventory."

>>1633874
> “He knows nothing of tanks.”
Lean in and whisper conspiratorially "He's a fighter jockey!" This works too >>1633889


At least the pressure will be off a little if Gris arrives with Jack.

>>1633874
>> “He knows nothing of tanks.”

>>1633874
I support Anon >>1633901. Anon is wise in the way of making dates comfortable.

>>1633889
>>1633901
Both will do!

>>1633874
>>1633889
This

>>1633931
>>1633874
Whoops.

> “He knows nothing of tanks.”
> Other

“He knows nothing of tanks,” you state, firmly grasping his wrist and keeping him from leaving. “But he knows a lot about planes!” You lean in closely and whisper to them. “He’s a fighter jockey.” They all nod, understanding. “So he knows more about planes, maybe jeeps too. Or even scout cars! Jock, I think Orange Pekoe here has a Daimler Dingo in her inventory.”

“Oh. Uh.” Jeep Jockey blinks. “Right, the uh… the Brit scout car, one of the smaller ones I think.”

Orange Pekoe seems amused, taking a sip of tea. “Yes, yes. And I assume your mode of transport given your name is a Willys MB?” Jeep Jockey nods. “Very nice car, we have a few of those on loan from our compatriots at Saunders. They even loaned us a Greyhound a few times.”

“Oh, not a Utility car?” Jeep Jockey places his hands on his hips. “I mean, I’m not much of an armored car officiando or whatever the heck you say it like. But personally if I were going for pure utility and transport, an M20 would do just fine. Or maybe even an M3 Scout Car. Unless you were one of those Reccecrafts people.”

“Reccecrafts?” you ask.

“Yeah, it’s a thing some people do,” says Jeep Jockey. “Kind of a poorer sport. It’s for people who like their scout cars. I don’t follow it much but I hear it’s supposed to be exciting.”

Meryl smiles happily, then looks past you. “Oh dear.” She points behind you. “Looks like GrisGris has arrived.” Griselda arrives wearing a very short black dress, ending in the middle of her thighs, tied off by a white belt. Her hair is done up in a long ponytail, and her hands covered in elbow-length white gloves as well. Not to mention the cleavage window as well but that is a very risqué dress of hers.

So it’s even more surprising she’s arrived with Jack. “Hey, Jock!” Jack and Jeep Jockey come up to each other and pound fists. “I knew you’d make it.”

“Griselda.” You look at her as she walks up to you. “What are you doing with Jack?”

She shrugs. “He insisted. I assume he’s just here to ogle all the girls.”

Jack snickers, quickly taking a drink off of a waiter’s platter. “No need, Gris. You’re enough for me.” Griselda rolls her eyes, a light blush on her face.

> Talk with a foreign commander (Who?)
> Mingle around with Jeep Jockey, relax.
> Go outside and get some fresh air.
> Other

>>1633998
>> Mingle around with Jeep Jockey, relax.

>>1633998
> Mingle around with Jeep Jockey, relax.

>>1633998
>Mingle around with Jeep Jockey, relax.

We're on a date, we do date things.

>>1633998
> Mingle around with Jeep Jockey, relax.
I really do need to just run reccecrafts already but working nights is killing my motivation to run a quest in the morning.

> Mingle around with Jeep Jockey, relax.

You drag Jeep Jockey away. “Well, me and mine need to go do uh… date things.” Everyone stares at you at that. “I mean, platonic date things! So, no funny thoughts!” You push Jeep Jockey forward away from the group. Griselda starts giggling loudly at your expense, which causes the others to start cracking up. Ugh. So embarrassing.

“Sorry if this is embarrassing you,” Jeep Jockey says quickly.

“It’s fine,” you state. “Could be worse.” The two of you find an empty table then sit down at it. “I have to say, Jeep Jockey, it’s still nice to get a break from all the work anyway.”

“Yeah.” He leans back in his seat. “Plus tomorrow you have your set with Joan D’Orleans Academy, that’s going to be rough.” Oh, right. Fuck, is there even going to be time to plan that tonight? How long is this ball going to go on for anyway? Damn it. “I tell you what, Ellie. I’m just glad to spend some time with you.” Hmph, flattery.

“So you’re back on the team?” you ask.

“Yeah.” He smiles. “Jack wants me to go through the trainee process first, get me reacquainted. But other than that, it’s a straight shot back onto the team. Coach Wright still doesn’t like me, but he’s only a coach anyway. Plus, being the guy that put holes in the Beast, everyone’s been asking how I did it. Some girls on the team are even taking it as an excuse to…” You tilt your head. “Nevermind.”

“Nevermind what?” you ask.

“Th- they asked me on a couple of dates, I refused,” he says. What. “I mean, I get to see them every day, they’re part of the team. Who knows when I get to see you again though? That’s the biggest thing. I uh… I really want to make tonight good for you. I don’t want to like mess anything up.”

You sigh. He actually refused women’s advances for you? What an idiot.

“Anyway, Ellie, I just-“ You feel a hand on your shoulder. You look back, Freya T. Ward, along with Mei Xiang’s other mercenaries.

“Well, well, Elodie Zumwalt.” Freya smiles down at you all. “You’re looking sharp. Just wanted to say good luck with the set against Joan D’Orleans. Mei tells us they’re actually a pretty stacked team. She’s been trying forever all season to recruit some of the Genoese girls, no real success there.”

“Oh.” You nod slowly. “Thanks. Um, where is Mei? I don’t think I’ve seen her.”

Charlotte Tuffin says, “Mei is not attending the ball. She is using this time to study. Regardless, I know Dix and the others have poor relations with us. But we would like to say good luck to you anyway. May the best girl win, oui?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>1634109
> Polite
Agreed.

>>1634109
> Polite

>>1634109
>> Polite

> Polite

“Yeah. Agreed.” You shake their hands, one by one. They might not be so bad after all. You suppose playing for money is a very human thing after all. With that, the mercenaries move on. At this point in the ball, more people have arrived. You see your crew has too, along with the entire NATO team. Captain Spruance as well has brought her little brother to the ball as well, wearing that dress you suggested for her. The quiet Ball has now become a hustling bustling hub of socialization and mingling.

And to this, the Light Music Club break out the guitars and synths. “One, two, three, four!”

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

Some dancing starts in the middle of the gym. Jack drags a smiling Griselda onto the dance floor. More girls and even some boys from the Skycraft team come in on the dance floor.

Jeep Jockey grins, chuckling. “You’re going to dance, Ellie?”

“I’d really rather not,” you say.

“What? Why not?” he asks.

“Too many people here,” you say. “It’s going to be embarrassing.”

“Aw, it can’t be that bad,” says Jeep Jockey. “Probably better than me at least.” Hm…

> Go dancing on the dance floor.
> Nah, stay where you are. You aren’t dancing in public tonight.
> Go find someone to mingle with (Who?)
> Other

>>1634246
> Go dancing on the dance floor.
Do it now or forever wish you had!

>>1634109
> Polite

Thank you. How are you enjoying the ball?
and general other politeness

>>1634246
> Go dancing on the dance floor.
"You're coming too. I'll lead."

>>1634246
>Go dancing on the dance floor.

We will not have our prowess questioned!

But don't overdo it.

>>1634246
>Go dancing on the dance floor
We don't have to go all out. Just you know, blend in.

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>>1634306
The dance cuts and the OP in general were the best part of Death Parade, to the point where the rest of it was just disappointing.

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>>1634336
Haven't seen it. I will file it under "anon says meh, watch only as filler"

>>1634246
>> Go dancing on the dance floor.

> Go dancing on the dance floor.

You sigh again, then stand up out of your chair. “Come on.”

“Where are we going?” he asks as he stands.

“To the dance floor.” He doesn’t question it. You know what you want. You grab his wrist and bring him in, just as a new tune kicks in.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ

Nobody sees you enter into the dance floor. The minute you hear the rhythm, you start shaking your butt and moving your hips to the beat. Jeep Jockey sees this, standing closely but only really watching. You nudge him with your hip, making him start working it. Awkwardly. You snicker at him as he clumsily tries to mimic your movements. You suppose lazing around playing baseball and flying planes doesn’t leave much room for learning to dance.

“Hey, look!” Elyse calls you out, pointing to you. Everyone watches you dancing now. Oh noooo…

“Ha!” Lyra slides in, just like you she too wears her dress uniform. “Dance off, come on!” She snaps her fingers, advancing on you. Jeep Jockey steps to the side, clapping his hands. “I even brought my own date to the dance too, Ellie!” She reaches into the crowd and pulls out a small girl, wearing the general studies uniform.

“Uh.” You blink. You point to her. “Lyra. That’s the Sealand representative for the Model UN.”

Sealand gasps, now suddenly happy. “You remember me!?”

Lyra points to you. “Come on! Let’s do this!”

> Show her how a real girl dances.
> Negatory. You’re on a date, sorry.
> Lose intentionally and let Lyra win.
> Other

>>1634349
It's actually pretty good on its own taken for what it is, but the OP is for an entirely different type of show and is so genuinely great at selling this other, non-existent show that every episode is a let down in that it is not that show.

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>>1634362
>Show her how a real girl dances.

No one questions our dance prowess!

>>1634363
Ok, skip the OP of every episode.

>>1634362
> Show her how a real girl dances.
With our dates, it's a team dance-off now!

Have the !notKeions put on something a bit steamy. Maybe Elodie can drag Jock through a decent Tango, or he'll rise to the challenge.

>>1634362
>> Show her how a real girl dances.

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>>1634384
Oh! That's a good one!

>>1634362
>> Show her how a real girl dances.

We don't throw matches. She wants a win, she has to earn it.

> Show her how a real girl dances.

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

You start moving your body to the slow low tones of the saxophone. How the Light Music Club is so experienced in so many different instruments is a mystery. But right now, you were concerned with showing your dance prowess to Lyra again. No stoppages, no fast freestyle, this was more about the flow and the body. Lyra recognizes this, taking hands with Sealand and dancing her own way against you.

Hmph, so she wants to make this two on two then huh? You look to Jeep Jockey, then beckon him over. He points to himself, confused. You nod, beckoning him more obviously. Finally, he steps in, and you take his hands and lead him on. The two of you spin and swirl in the song. You rest his hands on your hips, gently pushing him and leading him along through the song. He grits his teeth, apparently having stopped breathing in the middle of all this as you dance around with him.

At this point, even Lyra and Sealand stop to see you two dance in the song. Jeep Jockey has apparently completely lost himself in the song and has begun throwing you around, being the physically dominant one in the song now. He’s clumsy, but he’s getting it now.

And finally, the final flourish. He dips you down to the ground as the song ends.

And everyone applauds, whistling out.

Oh fuck. What have you done? The two of you blush intensely as he lets you back up. Right, right. Enough of that. Back off the dance floor. “Nice, Ellie!” Winona winks at you, giggling.

“Good one!” Serina pats your head, laughing. UUGGH.

Rosehip says, “American dancing is so seductive! I love it!”

“This is too lewd!” yells Eleanor. “Too lewd!”

AAAHHHHH

> Outside, outside! You can’t take this!
> Back to a table, somewhere secluded.
> Go back to socializing with someone (Who?)
> Other

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>>1634473
>Back to a table, somewhere secluded.

Breathing and beverages.

>>1634473
> Outside, outside! You can’t take this!
We just need some air, to cool off.

>>1634473
> Outside, outside! You can’t take this!
>"Follow me Jock."

>>1634473
>> Outside, outside! You can’t take this!

> Outside, outside! You can’t take this!

You and Jeep Jockey hurry out into the night air. Thankfully, the two of you are alone outside it seems. You take a deep breath, cooling down. Now that you think about it, it’s actually genuinely pretty chilly now outside. Fall’s come. It’s already come so fast. Where did the summer go? You squat down, sighing deeply. Man, where did the summer go? All that time? For some reason, you felt like you didn’t use that time correctly. You had so much fun doing Tankery though…

Jeep Jockey sits down next to you. “You know, you are a very lively dancer, Ellie.” You roll your eyes. “Caught me off guard there.”

“Well, sorry,” you say. “I shouldn’t have dragged you into that.”

“Hah.” Jeep Jockey chuckles lightly. “No. No, I really enjoyed it, Ellie.” He leans back, and rests his back against the wall. “You know. This is my last day on the Academyship, Ellie.” What? Is it really? Oh, damn it. Now you feel bad.

“Should I-“ You blink, then stand back up. “Should I get you something or-“

“No, no!” He stands back up too, holding his hand out. “Spending tonight with you, that was what was important. No amount of gifts would change that. I can get gifts and letters and all that from you rest of my life, but it won’t ever amount to just spending a good night with you.” He silences himself at that, then rubs the back of his neck. His face goes intensely red. “I mean, that-… I mean… we don’t have to be like a- It’s just- I mean spending time with you is what’s important for me.”

You fold your arms. “Yeah. I suppose it is. This is the end of FleetFest. Which means… the tournament will be ending soon. And after that, we go back to school. Wait for summer again.”

“Yeah. But you get to sail on an Academyship. Me?” He places his hand on his chest. “I gotta go back to being a landlubber.” That is true. Jeep Jockey will spend his school years on land, you at sea. He looks down, hooking his thumbs on his belt. He turns around, kicking at the ground. “For what it’s worth, Ellie. I don’t blame you if you don’t want to like… hurt yourself trying to keep this stuff alive.”

“What stuff?” you ask.

“Y-… You know.” He motions to you, then to himself. “This stuff. Between us. That kiss you gave me, that-… the things we do. That… you got your Tankery stuff. You have your Naval Studies stuff. Ellie, look at the way you’re dressed.” You look down at your dress uniform. It’s caked a little now to your skin from sweat. But… “Ellie. You’re going to go on and do bigger and better things. Me, I’m just me.” He smiles. “So… yeah. Um. I’m sorry for rambling.”

> WHAT DO YOU SAY?

>>1634606
"One of these days, you're going to have to stop feeling sorry for yourself all the time Jock... And I look forward to being right there with you when it happens." Then kiss him properly.

"Besides, this team exchange thing was a trial run right? Well I think it's gone pretty well, and I've got a bit of pull with the Captain. So maybe look forward to next year."

>>1634606
You got access to planes. You can go anywhere. You can come visit.

I'm sure Griselda wouldn't mind seeing Jack again, so...

uh..

stuff...

>>1634606
>other
Kiss him, then take him to an alley just like how that dojin happened.

We must fullfill this prophecy boys!!!! For Jeep Jockey and for Ellie.

>>1634606
>>1634632
That works better than anything I could think of right now.

>>1634634
That's a good point, maybe when we're off the East Coast they can fly in for a few days. We can call it a "Student Ambassador Program", just gotta leverage that nepotism with the Captain and Trude to get it approved.

>>1634646
I was thinking the boys could keep their flight hours up and qualify on multi engine aircraft as an excuse to visit.

>>1634632
I like this one.

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“One of these days, Jock. You’re going to have to stop feeling for yourself all the time. And I look forward to being right there with you when it happens.” You grab his tie, then pull him in. He deserves a little something. You gently kiss him on the lips. The two of you hold there for a few seconds, then finally pull away. “Besides, I think this team exchange thing went pretty well. Plus, if you’re ever on the east coast, you can give us a fly-by.”

Jock smiles. “Yeah.” He sheepishly rubs his neck. “Yeah, I guess I can. Goddamn, Ellie.” You’re about to say something else when he kisses you again. Oh- okay, he can do that, just this once. But no more. No less. He finally lets go of you. For a second there, you actually felt like you didn’t want that to end but… no, no. He sighs, then nods to the door. “Maybe we should be back inside. It’s going to get cold.”

“Yeah, let’s go,” you say. You lock hands with him, then pull him inside.

-

-

You can hear Meryl Hoffmeister and Griselda talk as they exit. The FleetFest Ball was a smash hit. Everyone was coming away from it late at night, with the intention of getting an early rest for the matches tomorrow. “I’ll do my best to catch your match, Griselda.”

“Yeah, same,” says Griselda. “You know, I know this is your last year, Meryl. But… I just want to say good luck.”

Meryl smiles. “I will say this, Griselda.” The two of them stop up and let the crowd move past them. “I want to make this year count. I want to win it all this year. I’m not sure I’ll ever get another chance to play with a team like this one. So I’m going to make it count, believe me.” The two hug each other. “You do your best, Griselda.”

“You too.” Meryl leaves with that. You, Griselda, Jock, and Jack group up. Meryl will be one of the old guard leaving High School Tankery when she graduates. Same with Oryola too and many others. It’ll be tragic to have to beat them, but that’s how sports go.

Jack hugs Griselda. “I’ll see you soon, Gris. Hit me up on the phone later?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Griselda folds her arms. “And you try not to buzz anymore girls, alright?” Jack shakes it off, laughing. Griselda looks to you. “Ellie. We’ll brief in the morning, alright?”

“Alright,” you say. Gonna be a long night.

Jock hugs you, patting you on the back. “See you, Elodie. Give my best to everyone, alright?” With that, the two boys start heading out. “I’ll write you later!” Jack ruffles Jock’s hair, making him run off. The two boys laugh, pushing and shoving each other down the street to the confusion of the many girls heading home.

Griselda looks to you, then sighs. “Boys will be boys.” She nudges you. “Time for us to do our thing.”

“Yeah.” Tomorrow, Joan D’Orleans Women’s Academy.

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>>1634734
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jorJh8DTMVM

That's it for this weekend's LGA. Next weekend should hold the first interleague set with Joan D'Orleans Women's Academy. Hope you all enjoyed.

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See you next time.

>>1634741
Woo! Thanks for the run Schteel.

Some minor administrative updates to the pastebin ahead of the match: https://pastebin.com/bUU2v0z8

>>1634741
Thanks for the fun, boss.

>>1634741
Great thread boss...wonder if we will ever get Jocks real name.

Watch it be JJ

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>>1634778
our child can be Junior Jeep Jockey. And their child can be Junior Jeep Jockey Junior

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