>>1969138
>>Greet them

>>1969138
>Greet them

>>1969138
>>Greet them

>>1969138
>>Greet them

>>1969138
>>Greet them
No discovery of nee-san I see. Awesome. Would totally do it again.

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As the door opens and the questions upon your tongue get ready to fly … you find them immediately dying on your lips as you move to greet your visitors: an annoyed but otherwise restrained Akashi, her heels clicking as she stepped into the room, and a KanMusu that wasn’t quite a ghost of your thoughts … but damn well felt like one right now.

‘K-Kaga.’

She drops into a salute, not missing a beat.

‘Commander.’

>Write-In

>>1969279
>Good morning. How have you been?

>>1969279
>"It's good to see you. Though I wish it were under better circumstances, seems I end up in hospital beds far too often. Where exactly am I though?"

>>1969319
>>Good morning. How have you been?
maybe add a salute/greeting officers do to subordinates

>>1969319
second this

>>1969279
>Kaga, I'm happy to see you, have they been treating you well?

>>1969319
this here

>>1969279
>>1969319
This.

And be a pussy and tear up a little bit.

>>1969279
>>Good morning. How have you been?

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A sigh escapes you—you shake your head, before offering up a half-smile.

‘Good morning, you two—how’re things?’

‘Good to see you up and running, Commander—anything out of place?’

‘So nice to know that you’re actually bothering to ask that question now.’

She turns red at the veiled accusation, almost dropping the clipboard and pieces of paper in her hands and turning to Kaga, as if to support. No such luck, however, as your formerly-assigned Carrier crosses her arms, fixing a disapproving frown upon her brow and turning away.

‘Don’t look at me,’ Kaga huffs, ‘you’re the one that smashed your head on the panic button.’

If there was a time you thought that close to nothing set Akashi off, those days were long gone.

‘It was a pre-emptive contingency—if he was found to have been corrupted,’ she snarls, sounding extremely offended—emphasis on the extreme, as she actually bordered on being a true-blue harpy by the pitch of her voice, ‘then isolation would have kept it from infecting any others that weren’t involved. You want to go explain to the Court of Admirals that we took a risk on a whole Division by filtering the bunch of them through for resonance for one Commander’s health?’

‘I expected you to be rational and wait it out—or ask for help,’ Kaga snipes right back, sounding incredulous, ‘not put in half-baked measures because you suddenly felt paranoid.’

‘You know damn well I play things by the books,’ Akashi growls—you half expect her to grow fangs and claws, ‘and at the end of the day, it’s all going to come down to numbers. I took a gamble on it and I turned out wrong—but I won’t hesitate doing the same thing again if it means keeping the problem contained.’

Kaga was not impressed, however, even if she did tone her own frown a bit.

‘Houshou would’ve known what to do … even if I wasn’t around, she was; you could’ve just—’

Akashi throws her arms wide, baring her teeth.

‘And if a remnant was around, we would have four on our hands instead of three—I don’t know if this idiot’s just lucky or really that damn good, but there was no way we would’ve bet that he was clean.’

‘He sat down and took your damn Dive; you think anyone corrupted would’ve even sat down and took it in?’

Now it was Kaga’s turn to lose her temper.

‘No Stream-worthy human of Commander rank has endured an all-out spiritual breakdown—it’s unprecedented. That’s not even going through the weird things his body’s been doing ever since he dropped into our—’

‘Akashi.’

You cut in, prompting the both of them to shuffle their feet, their cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

>>1969911

>‘You thought that I was corrupted … infected?’
>‘I heard the word Dive. Care to explain to me just what that is?’
>’Weird things my body’s been doing?’
>‘How long have I been in here?’
>‘I’d really like that apology right now.’
>Write-In

>>1969911
>‘I heard the word Dive. Care to explain to me just what that is?’

>>1969912
>‘I heard the word Dive. Care to explain to me just what that is?’

>>1969912
>>‘I heard the word Dive. Care to explain to me just what that is?’

>>1969912
>>‘I heard the word Dive. Care to explain to me just what that is?’
>>Write-In
"To be fair, I wouldn't have bet on me either. I think it was the right call even if ended up being wrong."

>>1969934
I personally think it's more reasonable for the commander to still be very upset about all of this. They nearly fried his brain, without explaining the procedure beforehand, because of a kneejerk decision based on an assumption. And from what Kaga is saying, it at least seems like it's SOP for a carrier to perform the procedure in the first place.

>>1969934
>>1969945
You both are correct, actually.

>>1969912
>>‘I heard the word Dive. Care to explain to me just what that is?’

>>1969912
>>‘I’d really like that apology right now.’

>>1969912
>‘I heard the word Dive. Care to explain to me just what that is?’

>>1969912
>>‘I heard the word Dive. Care to explain to me just what that is?’

>>1969912
>>‘I’d really like that apology right now.

I will be starting a session in about 50 minutes. Just sorting my brekky out and we can run. I'm sorry about yesterday - things came up one after another and I didn't have the chance to properly power through a session.

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'I heard the word Divecare to explain to me just what that is?'

If nothing else, your query has them ceasing their attempts to glare one another to oblivion, as Akashi sighs and shuffles the items in her arms and throwing one last annoyed glance at your former Carrier before taking a step towards your bed, looking a little more hesitant than you had known her to be.

'It's its a Shaman technique,' Akashi starts, sighing, and rubbing her temples, 'every persons soul, mind, spirit, essence, whatever you wanna call it it's interlinked to this plane, this reality, existence. Spiritually-attuned beings, humans, many of them are able to dive into the corners of your soul to do whatever they want. What wewhat I didwas the common man's equivalent, so to speak.'

You open your mouth to ask something, only to find Kaga following up, sitting on the edge of your bed.

'Not everyone is spiritually attuned neither are all beings born from the Shamanistic arts, like us,' she answers tiredly, placing the weight on her palm as she met your eyes, 'Carriers, of course, being the sole exception because of the uniqueness of our situation, are able to learn and utilize it as well as any novice or neophyte Shaman. Normal humans aren't able to do it, neither are the majority of KanMusu that arent Carriers with very few exceptions. To date, only five KanMusu are able to use it with surgical precision using the term very, very liberally of course.'

The both of them glared at each other again. From here, you could feel Akashi raring to throttle Kaga and Kaga itching to do the same.

'Shamans and Carriers arent on hand twenty-four-seven which is why the technique was taughtin the case of emergencies,' Akashi continues tightly, turning away from Kaga and facing you. 'Princesses and Onis corrupt the minds of those that are around it or those that perceive it by sheer presence alone. The techniquethe artwas seen as a more practical backup rather than to risk the corruption of another Stream-worthy human or KanMusu; it's more isolated and observational in nature, so the Admiralty made use of it whenever they could after an encounter with a Princess as a sort of screening measure to check for contamination. It's had a pretty good success rate.'

Kaga grumbles, sitting up and crossing her arms. Akashi sigh in response, her shoulders slumping as she moved to amend her statement.

'Mostly.'

'It was meant to be of use in the absence of someone without the ability to enter the Stream proper to check for corruptions,' Kaga adds, 'In the absence.'

They glare at each other again, before harrumphing and turning away, their disdain more apparent than ever.

>>1973273
cute~ both of them~

>>1973273
>'This technique ... people can learn it?'
>'So you thought that I was corrupted? What set that off?'
>'You mentioned that my body's been weird?'
>'Before anything else, mind telling me how long I've been in here?'
>'Kaga, is there a reason that you're here? I thought you were recalled.'
>'I'm clear to leave, right? Since I'm still breathing?' (Leave)
>Write-In

>>1973296
>>'Before anything else, mind telling me how long I've been in here?'

>>1973296
>>'Before anything else, mind telling me how long I've been in here?'

>>1973296
>>'You mentioned that my body's been weird?'

>>1973296
>>Write-In
So am I in the clear? Any abnormalities I need to know about?

>>1973296
>'Before anything else, mind telling me how long I've been in here?'

>>1973296
>>'Before anything else, mind telling me how long I've been in here?'
>>1973296

TEST

>>1973296
>>'You mentioned that my body's been weird?'

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'Before anything else, do you mind telling me how long Ive been in here?'

'Two days and change,' Akashi answers absently, reading through her sheets.

You find yourself gawking. Had it really been that long?

'Ive been out for two days?'

To your surprise, Kaga is the one who follows right up, raising an eyebrow in your direction.

'Youve been in hospital beds for longer any reason you expected this time to be any different?'

You open your mouth, trying to find the words before slumping your shoulders and conceding the point.

>'That Dive technique, it's teachable, isn't it? By a Shaman?'
>'Right, so what made you suspect that I was, you know ... corrupted or whatever?'
>'My body's been weird? How?'
>'Kaga, is there a reason that you're here? I thought the ISSF had you recalled?'
>'I'm clear to leave, right?' (Attempt to leave)
>Write-In

>>1973366
>>'My body's been weird? How?'

>>1973366
>>'My body's been weird? How?'

>>1973366
>>'My body's been weird? How?'

>>1973366
>>'My body's been weird? How?'

>>1973366
This bug is really grating for me.

>>1973366
>>'My body's been weird? How?'

>>1973366
>>'Right, so what made you suspect that I was, you know ... corrupted or whatever?'

>>1973366
>'My body's been weird? How?'
i know iur body is battered to all hell
but that aint THAT weird

Testing, testing, 1-2-3.

Another test, huhlets see if it works this time.

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'You mentioned that my body's been weird,' you inquire. 'How exactly?'

Akashi

'It's hard to explain, but,' she 'you're losing weight.'

'Well, I've been running a pretty decent diet,' you announce, feeling a little vindicated. 'That's pretty much a given.'

'That's not what I'm talking about,' Akashi 'your body is reshaping itself, optimizing itself on its own accord. Athletes and soldiers go through conditioning and rigid, intense workouts to achieve the necessary conditions needed to undergo their day-to-day tasks; your body is undergoing rapid changes in metabolism and tolerance to compensate and compliment to your increase in attributes. That's not to say, of course, that you can go out and run half a mile in under a minute right now as you are, but ... we're not going to presume you're not going to eventually to be unable to do it, if what the Vice-Admiral told us what happened in Haszad's anything to by.'

You find your eyes widening slightly. It was odd that you'd performed something that was borderline superhuman and had forgotten all about it.

'The Vice-Admiral, he - ?'

'He told us, yes,' she nods, flipping through her sheets agin. 'Thus far, we don't know what to assume - Fata Aqueous has been known to cause certain mutations that have ended up beneficial. The case for your eye isn't entirely that rare, after all, but the changes in your muscle structure; your lung capacity; your stress thresholds; they're all going up and up ... soon enough, you're not going to be seeing much of that belly in the mirror in the mornings.'

She points to your stomach, prompting you to look down, absently running your left hand over it.

You're not quite sure if you were all that against the prospect, however.

'Commander,' Akashi grabs your attention again, 'do you have any clue you can give me to these changes? Have you been taking any supplements, vitamins or proteins or any illegal means of enhancement since you were assigned ... or even recently before you took the post?'

You think carefully. As far as you knew, there wasn't anything that you were ingesting that was worth mentioning.

That wasn't, of course, discounting that you had a stinking suspicion as to what the trigger and cause would've been, however.

'Can't think of one,' you shrug, 'maybe I'm just overdosing on Fairy's Tears?'

'We ran that possibility,' Akashi nods. 'Enhancement isn't uncommon, just ... not to this extent. Then again, I never ran that your body's also been in a constant state of repair dependent on the tears, so it may just be a hypothesis that we tested in the wrong environment.'

'Akashi,' Kaga cuts in, an odd sense of desperation in her voice. 'Please, give it to me straight.'

Akashi turns to her, stone-faced.

'Are you saying that he might,' her voice quakes, 'eventually get abs?'

You groan into your functioning hand.

It was nice to see she had her priorities in order. Really.

>>1973894
>'Other than that, I'm the picture of health, right?'
>'Right, so what made you suspect that I was, you know ... corrupted or whatever?'
>'Anything else you care to throw out there while I'm here?'
>'Kaga, is there a reason that you're here? I thought the ISSF had you recalled?'
>'I'm clear to leave, right?' (Attempt to leave)
>Write-In

>>1973894
>'Anything else you care to throw out there while I'm here?'
so, our body reacts TOO well to fairy tears

thats a intresting, if midly dangerous, thing i suppose

>>1973898
>>'Anything else you care to throw out there while I'm here?'

>>1973902
>fairy tears on the beginin
just heal us
>now
they make us better

this is nee-san fucking around our body, isnt it

>'Anything else you care to throw out there while I'm here?'
>>1973902
it could also be something to do with nee-san considering princess constantly regenerate

>>1973924
sounds like it
it IS dangerous, we are human, humans dont go fat to buff in two damn days
we gotta tell her to slow down or stop
or we could both kick the bucket

still
its nice we are on the slim side, though

>>1973926
We're not really slim yet but it's nice that we're getting there

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>>1973926
remember we have the perfect defense because fairy tears

>>1973939
uh
we can call bullshit genetics becaus it IS magic
its still pretty shaky if they call on us

>>1973898
>>'Anything else you care to throw out there while I'm here?'

Testing again.

Oh hey it's that autistic guy who raged and threw a tantrum in his own digimon quest

>>1973902
>>1973905
>>1973924
>>1973942
Guys, sorry for the slowness this time. I've accidentally deleted a few prompts typing in the dialogue box. It's been Hell trying to manage things.

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'Anything else you care to throw out there while I'm here?'

'Only that you take care of yourself,' Akashi answers, swiftly and pointedly. 'The shifts are already pushing your body's systems abnormally -- and while we can't actually pin-point the trigger, we've got a pretty strong hunch that it's tied to the stress levels, if what the Vice-Admiral's told us ... and that if you feel another burst, you do your best to calm it down. The human body's not meant to go through drastic changes like this without a cost ... and it may not be something you'll be able to fully dole up.'

You find yourself frowning. On any other day, you would have pumped a fist and jumped in joy at the reveal that you were able to lose weight without needing to lift so much as a finger ... with the new reveal of the costs that you would incur, however, a part of you attempted to rationalize that it couldn't have been something you couldn't afford. After all, you'd been used as a punching bag and rag-doll everything other day ... this couldn't have been anything

'It can't be that bad,' you try to bargain, letting out an amused chuckle. 'I mean, if I'm getting thinner than that means I'm getting healthier, right? My arteries are unclogging, I'm actually putting less stress on my bones ... at least from the medical perspective, I should be in the clear, right?'

Akashi doesn't return your good humor.

'Dealing with magic and the Shamanistic arts and everything in between and beyond,' she emphasizes, shaking her head, 'you don't cash in a purchase without checking the disclaimer tag. That goes for all the factors involved.'

You hear a snort from the only other person in the room.

'Nice to hear those little gears finally turning,' Kaga comments snidely, smirking in Akashi's direction.

'Kaga.'

You nip it in the bud, following up with another question, 'So this new condition that I have ... it's passive, out of my hands?'

'It's equal components physiological, biological, chemical and magical,' she states 'It's not a natural change but thankfully, the pace that it's working at right now seems to be benign enough to be manageable with your current ... state, for lack of better word.'

'So I can't exercise or anything?'

'Actually, I'm going to have to recommend you up the intensity and frequency of your regimen,' she replies, much to your surprise, 'that is, if you're currently running any.'

'Now you're confusing me.'

'The less space you have to stretch a rubber band,' she gestures with one hand, sticking out her little finger and thumb, 'the less painful the snap.'

'Oh ... right.'

'But,' Kaga interjects on your conversation, her face of the utmost seriousness, 'what about pecs? How defined are we talking here? Smooth? Contoured?'

The both of you regard Kaga with a flat glare, to which the Carrier responds by crossing her arms across her chest and muttering as she turned away.

Priorities. She definitely had them.

>>1974018
>'Other than that, I'm the picture of health, right?'
>'Right, so what made you suspect that I was, you know ... corrupted or whatever?'
>'Kaga, is there a reason that you're here? I thought the ISSF had you recalled?'
>'I'm clear to leave, right?' (Attempt to leave)
>Write-In

>>1974020
>>'Other than that, I'm the picture of health, right?'
and kaga proves why she is one of the best girls by asking the most relevant and important questions, to be fair if i find out magic shenanigans would give my gf a sudden and welcome bust up i too would ask the same things

>>1974020
>'Other than that, I'm the picture of health, right?'

>>1974020

>>'Kaga, is there a reason that you're here? I thought the ISSF had you recalled?'

>>1974020
>'Other than that, I'm the picture of health, right?'

>>1974020
>>'Other than that, I'm the picture of health, right?'

>>1974020
>'Other than that, I'm the picture of health, right?'

>>1974020
>>'I'm clear to leave, right?' (Attempt to leave)

Im not hoping for much, but urghtesting again.

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'So, other than the fact that I'll probably die from a screwed up metabolic rate in terms of sheer bodily stress,' you grimace, shaking your head, 'I'm the picture of health, right?'

'In terms of being able to suit up for active duty and tasks,' Akashi begins tentatively, taking out a notepad and whisking through it at a rapid pace before looking straight back at you, 'I don't see any problem to you doing your usual day-to-day chores, although I have told your Division to keep an eye on you in case anything happens. Your headache should be clearing up properly, but in case you feel anymore attacks, well, I've prepared some pills in case you need to pop one. You know the drill--don't forget and fall asleep in an alley somewhere because you forgot.'

As she takes out the aforementioned container of pills, you feel a sense of deja vu coming over you.

'I think I'm familiar with the terms, thanks.'

Akashi nods, setting the container on the wheeled table.

'I took the liberty of running some maintenance for the exoskeleton,' Akashi reveals, much to your relief--you'd wondered when she'd bring up the topic of your prosthetic; at this point, you didn' think you could operate without it at all. 'It'll be working as normal, of course--but you should really take the time to clean the nooks and hollows of the joint. I know it's run on magic, but gunk and grime build up, you know. Not even Fairy Magic'll help you with that ... and I definitely know you don't want to be sent the bill for a commissioned one.'

'Don't make a broke man shatter, Akashi,' you sigh, lifting your only working arm in defeat. 'I get the message.'

'Also ... I'd like to tell you that there's been some progress concerning the substance that you retrieved a while back,' she declares, not missing a beat.

You cock your head to one side, feeling a little lost. It could have been because you'd just had the stuffing knocked out of you--mentally and spiritually--and had a two day nap, but despite the assumption of familiarity Akashi had for you in regards to the vague terminology, you really couldn't tell what she was specifying. You make a face, scratching the side of your head through the gauze, hoping for a pick-up.

'Substance?'

'During your extra-curriciular activities,' she emphasizes, gesturing with a wiggle of her eyebrows, 'the one that gave you a really bad headache.'

It hits you like a smack to your noggin, coming back to you all at once.

You nod, feeling the air around the room suddenly going stale.

'We've had developments?'

'I wouldn't call it a development,' she shuffles--it definitely seemed like it, judging by the subtle shifts in her body language, 'but ... I managed to pin-point a few things--some things that the Admiral would like to see you about as soon as you think you're able to manage it.'

'Duly noted, Akashi.'

She gives a small bow.

'Since you're up and running ... and I have some rounds to do of my own ...'

>>1974144
>'Actually, I have something else to ask.' (Specify/Write-In)
>'You read my mind.' (Leave)
>'Do you mind if I have a few minutes with Kaga ... alone?' (Talk to Kaga)
>Write-In

>>1974144
>'Do you mind if I have a few minutes with Kaga ... alone?' (Talk to Kaga)

>>1974146
>>'Do you mind if I have a few minutes with Kaga ... alone?' (Talk to Kaga)

>>1974146
>'Do you mind if I have a few minutes with Kaga ... alone?' (Talk to Kaga)

>>1974144
>'Do you mind if I have a few minutes with Kaga ... alone?' (Talk to Kaga)

>>1974146
>'Do you mind if I have a few minutes with Kaga ... alone?' (Talk to Kaga)

>>1974153
>>1974156
>>1974157
>>1974158
>>1974161
You guys really miss her, huh? It's only been 2 days.

>>1974165
I don't like waifufagging but we can't just leave like that.

>>1974165
We didn't even get to say goodbye mech, plus it's been two days in game.
It's been like a month out of game.

>>1974146
>>'Do you mind if I have a few minutes with Kaga ... alone?' (Talk to Kaga)
>>Write-In
Thank you akashi.

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There's no doubt in your mind. The next words that you have come out almost on instinct.

'Do you mind if I have a few minutes with Kaga ... alone?'

Akashi raises an eyebrow, holding the clipboard close to her chest.

'Of course,' she gives another small bow, moving towards the door, 'I'll be back in a bit, Commander; Kaga.'

She leaves without a fuss, shutting the door quietly, her footsteps barely audible as she went about her business. In your bed, your arm in a sling, your eyes meet Kaga's, whose form is as still as a leaf on a spring morning. Despite having been her immediate superior for weeks, you can't help but find yourself a little lost, presenting yourself before here like this. A flurry of questions, a rush of statements and words flood your mind, each syllable and character fighting the next as you pondered just what it was that you wanted to say to her. Kaga herself is quiet, her face not giving away any sort of gap for you to consider, looking as disciplined as she was on the battlefield, every visible wrinkle on her face waiting in anticipation for your words.

You cough nervously ... prompting her to give a small, silent chuckle.

'You've lost weight.'

>>1974146
>'Do you mind if I have a few minutes with Kaga ... alone?' (Talk to Kaga) Then ask about what will things be like now eirh stuff

>>1974208
>'Well, you heard Akashi ... stuff ain't natural.' (Reply/Follow-up)
>'I miss you, you know.' (Honest)
>'How're things with the ISSF? Any chance of them cooling it down any time soon?' (Query, Professional)
>'So how's the new post? Must be nice to get away from it all.' (Idle)
>'I won't pretend I'm not a little ... angry with you, you know, Kaga.' (Honest)
>'Why ... did you choose them over me?' (</3)
>'I just wanted to say it was nice to see you again.' (End Conversation)
>Write-In

>>1974208
>'I miss you, you know.' (Honest)

>>1974208
>>'I miss you, you know.' (Honest)

>>1974208
>>'I miss you, you know.' (Honest)

>>1974224
>'How're things with the ISSF? Any chance of them cooling it down any time soon?' (Query, Professional)

>>1974224
>'I won't pretend I'm not a little ... angry with you, you know, Kaga.' (Honest)

>>1974224
>'I miss you, you know.' (Honest)

>>1974224
>'How're things with the ISSF? Any chance of them cooling it down any time soon?' (Query, Professional)

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'I miss you, you know?'

To your surprise, she laughs--not in mockery, but in amusement. She covers her mouth behind her hand, her eyes practically dancing in amusement as she regarded you and took your words in. You don't feel the least bit embarrassed--almost strangely serene as the words translate the thoughts upon your tongue into sound ... and their recipient holding back the full force of her smile, her expression positively glittering.

'It's only been few days, sir,' she comments, letting out the last of her amusement with one chortle.

'I know, it's just that,' you offer a grimace, rubbing the back of your neck, 'I'm kinda gotten used to your side of the bed being ... warm.'

Something dies in her throat. It must have been the size of an elephant, because you could hear it, even from here. Her features turn unexpectedly flushed, her brows creasing together and her fist raised, a nervous cough sounding in the room, coming right from her mouth. You find her cheeks glowing, if only slightly, as she sets down her hand and shuffles closer to you. Kaga tries her best to keep a straight face ... and you really have to give her the credit that she was due.

Self-control must have come second nature to Carriers, given the odd quirk that they were bestowed upon.

'Charmer,' she snipes affectionately, leaning in and staring up at you.

You glance down at her hand, traveling up your leg and giving your lap a gentle pat. For a while, the only sound in the room is the both of your breathing.

>>1974350
>'Is it really that hard to come back to the Division? I'm not the only one who feels like this, you know.' (Plea)
>'Is there a reason you didn't bother leaving a goodbye?'
>'How're things with the ISSF? Any chance of them cooling it down any time soon?' (Query, Professional)
>'So how's the new post? Must be nice to get away from it all.' (Idle)
>'I won't pretend I'm not a little ... angry with you, you know, Kaga.' (Honest)
>'Why ... did you choose them over me?' (</3)
>'I just wanted to say it was nice to see you again.' (End Conversation)
>Write-In

>>1974350
>'How're things with the ISSF? Any chance of them cooling it down any time soon?' (Query, Professional)

>>1974354
>'Is there a reason you didn't bother leaving a goodbye?'

>>1974350
>put your arm around her waist
>lean closer

>>1974354
>>'How're things with the ISSF? Any chance of them cooling it down any time soon?' (Query, Professional)

>>1974362
This, no need for words, only actions

>>1974224
This>>1974362

>>1974362
And another vote for

>>1974362
this.

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She's a big girl, but not so big you can't put one arm around her and pull her in. Kaga tenses at your touch, but she doesn't push you away. It's all you need to hook your fingers around her waist, pulling yourself closer to her. She doesn't look at you, her breathing low and slow at your tender caress. Neither of you say a word, just revelling in each other's presence--the warmth that you share, the heat that you give--the sheets on the bed crumpling up as she drags her right knee, her left thigh, across the fabric to bury herself underneath the stubble of your chin. You hadn't shaved in a while--it hadn't grown wild, of course, but the fuzz, by her tickling breath, was probably at least comparable to the Admiral's. You'd have to correct that when they let you go back to your barracks. You feel her weight shift a little more, propping herself up from her position perpendicular to your lap to directly upon it. She's a little heavier than you remember (Not that you had lost enough neurons say it to her face) but it's all the more for you to hold and ... dare you say it? Love.

It's hard to find words to tell her how you feel.

Were you glad to see her again?

Were you angry that she had left without so much as a word of goodbye?

Did she just come back because she saw it as her duty as a Carrier?

'Commander?'

'Yeah?'

'You're sitting on my hand.'

You turn red, more than merely furthering her amusement.

Now encouraged, you find more of her weight shifting on your lap, the side of her ample, thick bottom sliding against your waist in a manner you find almost uncomfortable. Her hand runs from your belly to your chest like a slow massage, a gulp escaping your throat as you find the tables truly turned, if they were ever flipped in the first place. It's hard for you to move; even harder to keep still. Kaga's chest presses against you as she breathes upon the bared skin of your thorax; you can hear her taking in your scent. Slow and deliberate, she is more relentless than a tigress cornering her prey. Her hand hooks under your right side, slightly lifting and pinning you against her body. You can feel every contour in her through your clothes ... and in an attempt to stave the cramp in your back, you lean back onto the bed, hearing the click of her teeth clashing together.

She hovers above you, her breasts hanging, barely hidden by the loose fabric of her dougi. Her eyes are innocent, wide, begging. Her knee presses against your thigh, her hand caught under your weight, lips leaking warm saliva, form trembling.

'C-Commander ...'

>'K-Kaga, Akashi is ... she's going to be back soon.' [RESIST] (Roll a 1d6 each)

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>1974500
>'K-Kaga, Akashi is ... she's going to be back soon.' [RESIST] (Roll a 1d6 each)
i never wanted to fail a resist this much

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>>1974500

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>1974500
>'K-Kaga, Akashi is ... she's going to be back soon.' [RESIST] (Roll a 1d6 each)

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>>1974500
>'K-Kaga, Akashi is ... she's going to be back soon.' [RESIST] (Roll a 1d6 each)
I always roll low when I post this, all's good.

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>>1974505
>>1974511
>>1974512
>>1974515
That's a pass.

Yay, you keep getting to ask questions! Ain't it grand?

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>the commander face

>>1974521
Why do I feel that this pass is a loss for us?

Also, good session guys. I'm going to go to bed as it is almost 4 AM my time and I need my sleep. See you tomorrow, Insya'Allah.

>>1974528
Because commander essentially got cock blocked by the good rolls we could've used a thread ago when we were trying to not go insane.

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>>1974528
>>1976233
Ara ara~

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‘All right, let’s try this again—testy, test, test,’ said MECHANIC, hoping for the best.

Session in about an hour, give or take ten minutes.

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Somehow, you manage to retain control.

It's a miracle, but your libido is somehow kept buried underneath your reason and logic, even with the embodiment of temptation sitting on your lap with a shovel the size of a barn door. Kaga stares at you with lidded eyes, waiting for your next move. Her breasts wobble slightly as her breaths become heavier by the moment ... and you can feel the tip of that shovel digging into the dirt of your reason, one scoop at a time. It wasn't anything you hadn't seen before. Kaga's touch, Kaga's scent ... you'd tasted and breathed it in more times than you could count. The coil of her body tightening around you and refusing to let go; the sound of her cries, sometimes muffled, sometimes unabashed, tongue out and eyes closed in an ecstasy that you were somehow able to give and give. You had done the steps to this dance before. There was no difference between now and then.

So why did it feel like it was so much harder this time?

'Kaga,' you manage, with great reluctance, kissing her forehead as an apology, 'Akashi's going to be back soon.'

She makes out a whine and a sigh, raising her hand from the skin of your chest. Even your body lets out a protest at that. She doesn't bother covering up, however, lifting her arms and scooting closer to you--which you hadn't thought possible, given that she was already all over you in more ways than one--until her full weight, her whole body, was using you as a makeshift mattress, your useless arm sandwiched somewhere between her navel, dougi top and her warm, ample breasts. A frosty rumble escapes her, her displeasure with your sudden reluctance to sate her own roaring fire more than merely unwelcome.

'You did it with Nagato,' she grumbles, pressing her cheek against half your bare chest. 'Can't see why you won't spoil the rest of us once in a while.'

You frown.

'We got caught, though,' you try to reason, staring down at your now half-smiling former Carrier, 'and if I recall, you weren't exactly the most charitable on the terms of that particular engagement.'

She turns her body on your torso, making you wince in discomfort. Maybe you had been wrong--maybe she was, indeed, a big girl. Her smile turns into a smirk as she crawls the distance between your lips, giving you a slow, gentle kiss before drawing back.

'I can't say I wasn't,' she pinches your cheek affectionately, 'but is it really so hard to just knock on our doors and ask if we'd like to join in?'

You roll your eyes.

'You know that's not--'

Turning red, you look away, feeling the heat in your ears. You'd forgotten just what type of KanMusu she was. For shame

'Well?' she further enquire, sounding as mischievous as you remember.

>>1977370
>'Can we please talk about something else, Kaga?' (Specify a previous topic)
>Write-In

>>1977370
>.....I guess you deserve a bit of spoiling too, it's only fair...

>>1977381
I regret giving you guys Premium Pussy Pass. I will never stop regretting giving you guys Premium Vagina Access Content.

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>>1977386
eh, she asked for it, and you can just fade to black most of it. Besides, you have to admit, you like that commander is learning to not be a spazz when it comes this stuff, I'm sure Kaga isn't complaining.

>>1977381
gotta work

>>1977381
Since this option looks like it's going to win, what does it entail in context and intention?

>>1977430
I would think a few days longer in the hospital after koga breaks our hips and the nurses beat us for this.

>>1977374
This >>1977381

>>1977439
But you just RESISTED.

>>1977446
just cuddling then?
the whole hold hands and feel the love thing?

>>1977446
Ask her if it'd be alright if we just got to hold her, maybe lay down with her wrapped around each other cuddling. Play up the romance and love rather than lust.

>>1977462
I'll try to make sense of it. Feels confusing to retain control only to end up spoiling her anyway. Finding a middle path is going to be a little tricky, so bear with me for a bit.

>>1977381
finger bang her

>>1977446
I am not a smart man

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>>1977470
Just because we resisted does not mean we resisted.

>>1977486
you're not wrong

>>1977374
Hand holding

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'You know,' you grunt, feeling a little more defeated than you suspect you probably deserved to be, 'I always forget how much of a creature of persistence you are.'

Kaga laughs, loudly and clearly, raising herself from your body and propping herself up on her arms ... and you find yourself staring into the earthly brown of her eyes. You find your brows creasing as you stare at her expression, unsure of what to say next. Her body presses against yours, warm and still very much aroused. Her weight keeps you in place, her arms to either side of you to ensure you didn't try anything funny to escape her grasp. You find yourself back to where you'd started: your logic and reason being tested in succession to your last attempt at keeping your more primal side buried. This time, however ... you're not sure if it's at all intentional on her part or if it was just you that suddenly felt like discarding the coil and pretense of your station and to jump into it head-first like every other male presented with the object of his affections.

'I am nothing if not persistent,' she replies, still looking visibly amused, judging by the twinkle in her eyes. 'I don't think I have anything on you, though, to be honest.'

You frown, feeling insulted. Just a little, of course, but Kaga's delivery--as always--seemed to rope you into that battleground of pettiness, and you really can't help but attempt a response ... and ignoring just how heated you felt yourself, down there.

'Is that a poke?'

'No, this is.'

This time, she does. Just ... not in the context you had taken it.

'K-Kaga...'

You don't know when she'd shifted her right hand to your nethers, the gentle touch of her fingertips felt right through the fabric of the sheets that covered you from your navel and downward. You can almost hear it; the shovel digging through your rhyme and reason ... and Kaga slowly making her way past your defenses, eager to reach the prize at the bottom. You can see them now, the glistening sweat upon her full breasts, the angle of view so convenient that you find your eyes and your thoughts defecting to her side of the argument. You had miscalculated: you weren't at square one. She was moving you into a corner of her own making by your design.

'By your word, Commander,' she mentions in a teasing, sing-song voice, a full smirk upon her features.

You'd never thought a hospital gown could feel tight.

'Kaga...'

You do the only thing you can.

Raising your only working limb, you pull her down onto you in a quick, sudden motion, bringing her head onto your bare thorax. Her body immediately stiffens as you make full contact with one another, a muffled yelp escaping from her lips as she shifts again, her blushing features looking up to face you with purple ears.

'A little bit of spoiling probably won't hurt.'

She doesn't answer, choosing to squeaking in embarrassment as she buries herself deeper into your chest.

>>1977671
>'Is it really that hard to come back to the Division? I'm not the only one who feels like this, you know.' (Plea)
>'Is there a reason you didn't bother leaving a goodbye?'
>'How're things with the ISSF? Any chance of them cooling it down any time soon?' (Query, Professional)
>'So how's the new post? Must be nice to get away from it all.' (Idle)
>'I won't pretend I'm not a little ... angry with you, you know, Kaga.' (Honest)
>'Why ... did you choose them over me?' (</3)
>'I just wanted to say it was nice to see you again.' (End Conversation)
>Write-In

>>1977671
>'How're things with the ISSF? Any chance of them cooling it down any time soon?' (Query, Professional)

>>1977678
>'Is there a reason you didn't bother leaving a goodbye?'

>>1977689
>>1977697
Flipping a coin. Coin flipped.

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'Is there a reason you didn't bother leaving a goodbye?'

She doesn't say a word, her eyes staring off at something to your left. You can heart her heartbeat--or whatever her physical form saw fit to simulate--through your chest, her bare breast making contact with a patch of skin from all the previous rustling. You don't push her, letting her come to you on her own terms. It wasn't a question whose answer was something you wanted to taint with your insistence rather than allow a natural flow from her thoughts--and if she didn't have one, so be it.

Back in the day, you'd thought that your average KanMusu was a saluting, gun-toting, patriotic construct in the shape of an attractive woman you wouldn't mind being at the helm of ... and in the last two months, you'd found yourself swallowing the bitter but necessary truth of the matter. That they were no more caricatures than you were just a fry cook that had stumbled on an opportunity. Eyes that didn't waver even when surrounded by despair and nightmares; fists that didn't stop even when they were beaten by the odds ... and hearts that never stopped loving those that they promised to protect, even to the last beat.

Kaga was no different.

At times a needle in your side and a heel on your toes ... but at all times loving, tender and welcoming--that was Kaga. Your Kaga. Even if she had stepped out the door without a word, that wouldn't change. At her continued silence, you place your palm upon her shoulder ... only to find her snorting and looking up at you once more, wearing a wry, sad, half-smile.

'You know,' she says in a small voice, sighing loudly right after, 'being around you, maybe sometimes I need the reminder.'

You furrow your brows, confused.

'Reminder?'

'That I'm not human.'

The words die in your mouth.

'I've said goodbye many times,' she interlaces her fingers upon your chest, resting her chin upon them as she stared right up at you, 'and many times ... I found that I should've, but with you, I ... I guess what I'm trying to say is ...'

She clicks her tongue, her pony-tail wobbling as she shifted slightly against your torso.

'I guess that I didn't want to--not to you,' she grimaces, 'I'm used to it, of course--being here, in this world, I'm used to an empty warm spot to my right and shadows around the corner that don't really care that they're not meant to be there anymore.'

Her eyes shine as her form trembles, tears gathering at the corner of her eyes.

'I suppose with you I wanted ... to keep the delusion that for once, that shadow'd still be there to bump into.'

She smiles as they fall.

'Stupid, huh?'

>>1977960
>Respond (Write-In)

>>1977963
>>Respond (Write-In)
Hug her close nice and tight and don't let go for a while.

"Oh Kaga you silly, loveable girl. Even if you had to go away for a while, I'd still be right here, waiting for you to come back; exactly where you left me. It'll never be a 'goodbye', just a 'see you later'."

>>1977963
No, I don't think it's stupid at all. But...I really wish you wouldn't look at yourself like that, I see you as human, as a thinking breathing person, someone I've come to love. It's ok to let yourself feel like that, I'm not going away. No matter how far away you might be, I'll be there for you, so you don't have to be afraid.

>>1978039
im supporting this

>>1977963
I'll back this >>1978039

>>1978039
this one

>>1978039
sure, this

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You hadn't expected this.

It was a strange feeling, this kind of sincerity. Hands on your chest, small rivulets of tears falling along her flushed cheeks--Kaga holds on to you, as if for dear life. It's as though you're repeating history--a being of fire and power mounted upon you, blue flames dancing but not burning as tender hands touched your person, thoughts intermingling and doubt smashing itself into a million pieces. This time, however, there was no crisis; no immediate need to fall back upon a safety net and have yourself pulled up. It was just the two of you, here, with your hearts baring themselves to one another as though meeting for the first time. She doesn't want to let go of you--she never wants to say goodbye; never wanted to say goodbye--and she wants to bask in you and what you can offer alone, the good and the bad, because ... for one of the few times in your life, she felt that you were, of all things, worth to be around.

It almost floors you.

'I don't think it's stupid at all,' you begin tentatively, trying to hold your own emotions in check--a small laugh escapes you, much to your consternation, 'I--you don't have to think of it like that. It's not wrong to want those kinds of things and it's ...'

You trail off, unsure of how to continue, before throwing that last layer of dirt out and pulling that shovel in yourself.

You kiss her.

Kaga is taken aback. She hesitates to receive you, feeling as shocked as you were by your sudden directness.

It's not for long, though.

She sucks on your bottom lip, running her hands through the bottom hole of your hospital gown and up your torso. Your right arm flops uselessly out of its sling; you wince as she gets rough with your shoulders, massaging them with her thumbs as she goes at you with all the enthusiasm of a woman in a desert given a glass of water. Her kisses are salty, her touches are rough--and you find that you're not the only one who had buried everything primal and needy under mounds of logic and reason. You feel her hand grab onto what little is left your once-engorged gut, giving it a rough caress, pulling away and diving again like a prize fighter. Your own reason thrown to the curb, you go back at her, trailing for her lips to her neck, dropping her top past her shoulders and latching onto her teat with a hunger to match her own.

Kaga moans, her digits slipping underneath the covers of the bandages of your head as you suckled roughly and hungrily, before finally pulling back and allowing her to fall back onto the bed, her faced flushed with arousal.

Your thoughts come at you, a mile a minute. Maybe faster.

'Uh, um,' you can't find the words, finding yourself face-to-face with her bare, glistening chest, the strap around her waist the only thing holding the ensemble together.

She flicks your nose, giving you an unamused, yet still visibly embarrassed glare, her mouth forming a half-scowl as she fixed her eyes upon yours.

'Idiot,' Kaga gives a shy, if eager smile as she raises her arms above her head--accentuating her chest, 'what are you waiting for?'

>'I have no willpower.' (DON'T PUT IT IN)
>'I have willpower. I do. Really.' (PUT IT IN)
>Write-In

>>1978336
>As you demand [PUT IT IN WITH THE AGGRESSION OF AN ANIMAL.]

>>1978323
>'I have willpower. I do. Really.' (PUT IT IN)

>>1978336
>>'I have willpower. I do. Really.' (PUT IT IN)

>>1978336
>>'I have willpower. I do. Really.' (PUT IT IN)

>>1978327
>'I have willpower. I do. Really.' (PUT IT IN)
we are cuddling after this

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>>1978336
>>'I have willpower. I do. Really.' (PUT IT IN)

>>1978336
>>'I have no willpower.' (DON'T PUT IT IN)

>>1978336
>>'I have willpower. I do. Really.' (PUT IT IN

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'I ... I have willpower.'

Kaga's eyes widen, as she stares at you, confused.

'Oh, look what's going on, I leave for ten minutes and this is what they get up to ... in a public facility under my watch, no less.'

If you breathed into your palm, you suspected you could see your breath.

Your blood runs cold as you look to the left, seeing Akashi wearing a very, very thin smile and carrying a rather heavy-looking crate in her hands ... and dropping it loudly as she slams the door shut with her foot. Her features are serene, emotionless. It was like staring at an uncanny doll, it's eyes blinking only from the trick of light. She slaps her hands together, tilting her head and humming loudly, before stiffly marching over to a chair by the wall and dragging it to the spot where she stood ... and throwing you a grin that would have made a Princess scream.

'Ah, I was wondering if the reason Kaga-san came over was out of pure worry for her ex-superior's constitution,' she muses, dropping herself onto her seat and clapping her hands--you don't dare say a word, fearing for your life. 'It turns out that they're just a bunch of honrdogs waiting to make the beast with two backs, aren't they?'

She laughs loudly, sounding more like a lion coughing up a lung than a reaction to any humor she found in the situation. Taking out a pen from her lab coat's pocket, she picks up the clipboard from the top of the crate, making affirmative noises and scribbling audibly upon it.

'Oh, but every incident is an opportunity, isn't it? It's been so long since I've actually had a potential dissertation to advance my career.'

You don't dare comment on that, either.

'So go ahead, proceed with your ritual, yes, yes,' she says with a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. 'I'm sure the committee would love every waking detail on the emotional maintenance of Carrier-type KanMusu.'

The pencil snaps in her hand as she brings it to her clipboard.

'So don't mind me--please fuck each other's brains out as I take these notes,' she giggles unnaturally as her voice lowers into a borderline-demonic growl, her expression still serene, 'Please coat her womb in your essence and spunk so I may submit my observations for research, in the name of science and progress. Please. Do.'

You look to Kaga for help.

She only shrugs.

>FOR SCIENCE! (Initiate coitus)
>NO SCIENCE! (Abort coitus)

>>1978497
>>FOR SCIENCE! (Initiate coitus)

>>1978497

>FOR SCIENCE! (Initiate coitus)

>>1978497
>NO SCIENCE! (Abort coitus)
survival instinct is ringing here....

>>1978497
>>>FOR SCIENCE! (Initiate coitus)

>>1978497
>NO SCIENCE! (Abort coitus)

>>1978497
>NO SCIENCE!
Donno what to pick, tying for coin flip.

>>1978497
>>FOR SCIENCE! (Initiate coitus)
don't know if my vote went through

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We regret to inform you that the editorial board has decided to pre-empt this bout of hot lovemaking so as not to upset out more sensitive viewers. Please know that El Presidente does this with the deepest regret and hope that this issue has not wholly turned you off to the wide range of services we have on offer.

Instead of your scheduled programming, we present to you, instead, this picture of a very nice landscape

ALL HAIL EL PRESIDENTE!

>>1978700
WHERE IS THE NICE BOAT MECH

>>1978700
it IS a nice view though...

>>1978700
DAMNIT! FOILED AGAIN!

>>1978709
>>1978716
>>1978722
I kid, I kid.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1DcP22p55rriyp2CJqEFcby8FIkhierpi5_FUJI6TnI4/edit?usp=sharing

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>>1978753
That shack seems comfy af though

>>1978780
yeah man
nothing beats the riverside relax
also

mechanic, u dick

>>1978497
>>NO SCIENCE! (Abort coitus)

>>1978497
>FOR SCIENCE! (Initiate coitus)

>>1978753
Where's my boat!?

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You take a deep breath as you step under the cloudy skies, Kaga walking right beside you. Autumn was definitely around the bend, if it wasn't already here. Around you, you can see the crew already getting busy sorting the supplies out. The compound was coming along nicely, with most of the buildings already having their surroundings and structure patched up. You can even make out the RADAR base being put into place on the open field, a jeep and its passengers yelling at a twosome of engineers installing the structure into the ground. Things were definitely coming along nicely.

You want to let out a wide smile and bask in the hope of a better tomorrow ... only you're not too sure if one half of your present company would respond all that well ... to anything you'd say, really.

Akashi is a quaking mess, clutching her clipboard as though it was her only hold onto sanity. Her eyes dart left and right, as if unsure of her ability to make sense of this odd new reality. You feel a pang of built looking at her--but she had been insistent with her words ... and Kaga, being Kaga, had been more than eager to meet the challenge and channel her own passions. Akashi probably hadn't been prepared for that--and in the most bare of truths, you hadn't expected how receptive Kaga was ... to everything.

Your Carrier huffs, puffing her chest and putting on a slight scowl as she placed her hands, walking over to Akashi.

'Chin up, it wasn't that bad.'

Akashi reels as if struck, her face contorting and her eyes widening, pointing an accusatory finger at ... you.

'THAT'S NOT HOW MATING WORKS!'

You raise your hands to calm her down, only to find her distress heightening with every step you take towards her form. Her cheeks grow red, and in her embarrassment, she raises the clipboard to her her nose.

'Which part of mating involves th-that and-and, oh, I showed that face--I can't believe I showed that face. You're nasty! Nasty, nasty, nasty! I-Is that what you do, just bring any pretty face in and have 'em spread up for you--and you, tongues don't work--how could you put it there and just ... lick, and ...'

You blush a little as she clicks her knees together, one hand absently covering her groin, where her bikini bottom now preserved her modesty ... not that you could say much for it. For a moment, a stray thought hits you that you found Akashi a little--dare you say it--adorable. Not adorable in the way that Kaga had brought her to orgas--

You find yourself being hit at the side of your head by a clipboard, a deeply-blushing Akashi looking like she would be gushing blood from her ears posing with her hand raised, before pointing to you, then to Kaga.

'Y-You should be ashamed of yourselves!'

She stomps away, grumbling to herself.

Kaga sighs, offering you a sympathetic smile.

>>1978932
Oh god that is amazing.

>>1978932
>'Do you really have to get going now?'
>'You know, you could stand to be less competitive sometimes ... even in that area.' (Chastise her)
>'I'd like to ask some questions before you get going.' (Specify question)
>'So, this is a given, but ... you're really comfortable in group situations, aren't you?'
>'You sure I can't convince you to stay?'
>Write-In

>>1978932
>'I'd like to ask some questions before you get going.' (Specify question)
what about the ISSF? you think they calm down anytime soon?

>>1978943
>'You sure I can't convince you to stay?'

>>1978932
>>'You sure I can't convince you to stay?'

>>1978943
Supporting >>1978959

>>1978959
This

>>1978932
>>1978959 supporting

>>1978959
>supporting
i too am wondering when they'll calm their tits

>>1978943
>'You sure I can't convince you to stay?'

>>1978932
Lewds when.

I wanna read what happened.

>>1981237
There's already a backlog, Quester. A very, very big backlog of very, very loving girls who for some reason enjoy your pee-pee in their no-no

>>1981400

But akashi, mech.

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Playing FGO. Will run session later. For fun, roll a d100. Dubs decide whether I should:

>BUY NO QUARTZ
>BUY 1
>BUY 4+1
>BUY 12+6
>BUY 25+16
>BUY 42+34
>BUY 86+81

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>1981509
Don't blow your money on a mobage man

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Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>1981509

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>1981509


If you dont, tamamoe will be tamamortified.

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>1981509
>BUY 86+81

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>1981509
>BUY 86+81

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>1981509
>>BUY 86+81

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>1981509
>BUY 1

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1981509
>>BUY NO QUARTZ

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>1981509
>BUY 12+6
Come on

>>1981519
>>1981542
>>1981547
Come on, dude, you can at least make an effort by resetting your router and DNS.

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>1981509
>>BUY 86+81
Suffer. Just like I do

>>1981549
We can't vote more than once for this?

Rolled 5, 4 = 9 (2d6)

>>1981509
>BUY 86+81

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1981509
>BUY 86+81

Shit, wrong dice.

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>1981509

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>1981509
Spend money on KanColle instead?

>>1981710
You know I live in Malaysia, dude.

So what do I do with the Gacha? You win.

>>1981717
Session in about half an hour.

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>>1981717
>>1981710
>BUY NO QUARTZ
I figured I'd ask the dice myself.

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You decide to address an immediate worry.

'You got anything on the ISSF? If they'll actually be calming down any time soon?'

Kaga closes her eyes, looking hesitant to even touch your query.

'It's hard to say,' she manages, albeit a little tentatively, her eyes rotating downwards as she pauses for a while, 'but they're definitely not pleased with the developments--the ISSF agreed to very rigid and specific terms in the forging of the alliance under the League of Nations ... and very strict rules regarding the availability of the knowledge they imparted, as well as its accessibility. In their eyes, its hardly the first time that the Admiralty decided to act independently of their wishes, but it's definitely one of the bigger considerations that they had when deciding to pull back the approval of our service to them.'

'It's not the first time they've done something like this?'

She tilts her head--almost cutely, you might add--with wide eyes and a stoic expression ... before gesturing to your eyepatch.

'This?'

'The knowledge was not meant to be made public,' she answers matter-of-factly, 'Fairy's Tears and--the methodology of their dilution--was intended as a dampening medium to ensure continued operations of the Commanders and Admirals after certain ... inconveniences. More of a restorative draught than a ... commercial cure, if you will.'

As she grimaces, it strikes you.

'You're talking about the patent for Fairy's Tears,' you frown. 'They're angry about not getting profits off that?'

'It wasn't about the profit--the Admiralty decided to act in the ... best interests of humanity to assist in the dissection of the knowledge imparted,' Kaga sighs tiredly, 'and it didn't stop there, either. Many of the applications of the Shamanistic Arts are allegedly ... outside of the pre-agreed confines. Some of them are even seen as heretical and blasphemous. The ISSF sees the agreement with the Congregation of Lords and Taiyouga's Senate as--as humans say--the straw that breaks its back.'

You turns your head upwards, letting out a grunt as guilt begins to peek through.

'And what about you?'

'Me?'

You rub your neck, shaking the thoughts of your little jaunt through a Haszadian secret compound right out of your head.

'You gotta have an opinion, right?'

'I was still active when the ISSF was formed,' she begins, letting out a mirthless chuckle, 'believe me when I say that this is hardly the first time they've had a tiff on this scale--all we can do is wait it out and hope that the war doesn't overtake a quarrel.'

'That's a lot of hope,' you give half a grin, to which she replies with a small bark of laughter.

'Not really,' she straightens herself, holding her belly, 'but ... I think that you've taught me that once in a while, miracles can drop in right out of nowhere ... even if they come with headaches the size of an Oni.'

You begin to chuckle ... and immediately.

'Kaga, are you talking about me?'

She only hums in response.

>>1981908
>'Do you really have to get going now?'
>'You know, you could stand to be less competitive sometimes ... even in that area.' (Chastise her)
>'I'd like to ask some questions before you get going.' (Specify question)
>'So, this is a given, but ... you're really comfortable in group situations, aren't you?'
>'You sure I can't convince you to stay?'
>Write-In

>>1981910
>>'You sure I can't convince you to stay?'

>>1981910
>'You sure I can't convince you to stay?'

>>1981910
>'You sure I can't convince you to stay?'

>>1981910
>'I'd like to ask some questions before you get going.' (Ryuujou)

>>1981910
>>'So, this is a given, but ... you're really comfortable in group situations, aren't you?'

>>1981910
>>'You sure I can't convince you to stay?'
there will be daily hugs and headpats as well as good morning kisses galore

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'Kaga.'

You catch her attention, feeling a little more nervous than you probably should have been. You rub your neck, muttering under your breath as you slowly close the distance and place your hands in your pockets. You're barely a foot away from her, your cheeks flushed with embarrassment as you come face-to-face with a moment that you really hadn't planned on actually going through with, even on a temporary basis--which made it all the more shameful that you were acting like a shy schoolgirl at the end of a term. The Vice-Admiral would have probably doubled over in laughter at your sudden streak of hesitation.

'You sure I can't convince you to stay?'

This was beyond a mere plea.

This was the kind of pleas for the over-dramatic station goodbyes in those horrid dramas you'd inadvertently caught showing on your busted up old set.

Kaga, to your surprise, however, hooks her arms around your neck, touching her forehead to yours and wearing a soft, gentle smile.

'You can,' she utters, nearing her lips to your ear ... before drawing back and fixing you with a serious, business-like stare. 'I wish for my ass--my rectum to be filled with your essence every morning, my mouth and jaw to feel sore from use and abuse by the time I go to bed and my birth canal raped and shaped into the mold of your cock.'

You groan--so much for a softer mood.

She smirks.

'Do we have a deal?'

>'Of course we do--and don't forget your designation as my personal urinal. We can't leave that out, can we?' (Join in the sarcasm)
>'Can you be serious about this for once?' (Insist on the gravity of your question)
>'The Houshou thing really doesn't fall back well on you.' (Unamused)
>'Yeah, I draw the line there. Shoo. Get.' (Cut it short)
>'Deal.'
>Write-In

>>1982042
>'Of course we do--and don't forget your designation as my personal urinal. We can't leave that out, can we?' (Join in the sarcasm)

>>1982042
>'Of course we do--and don't forget your designation as my personal urinal. We can't leave that out, can we?' (Join in the sarcasm

>>1982042
>'Of course we do--and don't forget your designation as my personal urinal. We can't leave that out, can we?' (Join in the sarcasm)

>>1982042
>>'Of course we do--and don't forget your designation as my personal urinal. We can't leave that out, can we?' (Join in the sarcasm)

>>1982042
>>'Of course we do--and don't forget your designation as my personal urinal. We can't leave that out, can we?' (Join in the sarcasm)

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'Of course we do,' you roll your eyes and raising your chin, 'and don't forget your designation as my personal urinal. We can't leave that off the list.'

She chuckles, wrapping you in a type embrace.

'It's a promise then,' she says with obvious humor in her voice, 'I'll be your personal urinal--for every need and want you have.'

The joking tone is more than apparent ... but the kiss to your lips is more honest than you'd expected. It's quick and a little more chaste compared to the usual flavor, but not at all unwelcome. The amusement on her face quickly fades, however, as does the hold on your waist by her hands. Kaga's eyes turn away, reality quickly turning its ugly head around--she doesn't say a word, but she doesn't have to: she couldn't go against her orders. As much as she felt for you, as much as she needed and wanted you ... she couldn't. Her loyalties were more than clear, the chasm wide ... but not irreconcilable. Only not now.

'I'll be back--promise.'

You understood that.

War. Politics. Objectives. Priorities.

Sometimes, really, you wondered ... what truly was the worth of a warm hand in your palm?

'Kaga, I...'

She wraps her arms around you again, tight and brief, before letting go.

'I'll keep you posted,' she says hurriedly, stepping away from you, rubbing her forearm as her expression turns rigid, serious. 'Houshou--I'll keep in touch with the Division, keep you updated on what's happening. Right now, the both of us ... we have jobs to do, right?'

'Yeah,' you nod absently, a smile making its way onto your features, as well as hers. 'This isn't goodbye, though.'

Her eyes widen slightly ... and she sighs, snickering as she placed one hand on her hips.

'No, this isn't,' she holds back a laugh, relief ringing like accompanying bells with it. 'Be seeing you, Commander.'

She drops into a salute, which she returns.

'Take care out there, Kaga.'

She's gone without further fuss, a skip in her step and--although you couldn't see it--a grin on her lips.

It was a good start to the day.

Or what was left of it, anyway.

>>1982450
3/4
>Execute TASK: FONT OF KNOWLEDGE
>Execute TASK: EVERYBODY WAS KUNG-FU FIGHTING
>Look for KanMusu
>Seek Out Officers/Staff
>District Management
>Write-In

>>1982460
>>Look for KanMusu
Visit Nachi and bring the bookmark

>>1982460
>Look for KanMusu
>Nachi
Seeing as we haven't spoken to them since the mission ended, we should probably go see Nachi and Sushi.

>>1982460
>Look for KanMusu
Visit Yamato

>>1982460
>write in
call that god damn phone number that the first admiral gave us

as a reminder, we gotta talk to the admiral about the saratoga/jellyfish hime thing

>>1982460
>Seek Out Officers/Staff
>Admiral
Supporting talking to him about Sara-Hime

Quick question: Do we have a telephone at the barracks? If so, wouldn't we be able to call the mystery number as an end-of-day interlude?

>>1982504
There's one on-base. Your "barracks" is just a re-purposed storage building that was once a hostel.

>>1982460
>Seek out admiral
First thing's first, gotta report to the admiral, it's pretty important.

>>1982460
Gotta find the admiral, both for a more private briefing on the situation and to try and arrange those days off

>>1982483
>>1982485

>>1982495
>>1982528

It seems we have a tie. I'll be flipping a coin, then.

And there we go. Write-Up inc.

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You walk past the crews at work, tucking your hands into your thankfully-thicker-than-the-usual-fare uniform top. Before anything else, you had to see the Admiral. His office was the closest amongst the mental checklist you had in mind ... and with the situation as dire as it had become, you really couldn't afford lolly-gagging around the issue any longer. Around you, the bustle of the base is almost palpable, everyone feeling more energetic than you had seen in a long time ... and you find quite a few eyes on you, too, as you shuffle past the duos and trios of men and women, reeking of curiousity and--dare you say it--an odd measure of respect. The whine of machinery echoes in your ears, your senses growing more and more sensitive as the win picked up. You grumble at the sensation of the glaring rays shining down upon the town--it did little to alleviate the season's chill. You reach the main junction of the compound, turning to your right and stepping onto the grass, the Admiral's office unit clearly in sight.

As you walk up to the ramp, you see Ooyodo walking right out, a stone-faced Teruzuki and a man in a black suit and felt hat, his face peppered with craters and wearing a scowl that would have made milk curdle. Whoever he was, the both of them were escorting him off-site ... and judging by his expression, he didn't look the least bit pleased with whatever had transpired within the Admiral's office, or the fact that he was being escorted off-base.

His eyes briefly meet yours, before he turns his nose up and continues marching, following the two KanMusu without a word. You pause, creasing your brows and keeping your eyes on him, right until the three of them disappeared behind a tent filled with crates ... but not before managing to spy what looked like a bronze medallion hanging from his pocket.

He was a Vassal. A Vassal from the Congregation of Lords.

Why was a Vassal here?

You shake your head, stepping right up the ramp and knocking on the door with your prosthetic.

'Come on in.'

You turn the knob and step inside ... and find the Admiral in his chair, looking older than he already was, his top button undone and his hat in his hands, every wrinkle on his face more pronounced than it previously was. He fixes you with a tight smile and a nod, to which you reply with a formal salute and the click of your heels. He doesn't return it, however ... and pushes himself up from behind his desk, throwing his hat onto the table and crossing his arms.

'Good to see you up and running, Commander,' he nods. 'How's the ...'

He taps the side of his head, grimacing.

>>1982664

>'Sir, I think I'm at least due an explanation as to why you suspected I was corrupted by the Princess.' (Annoyed)
>'Sir, I ... have to tell you something. It's about that Princess we encountered.' (Reveal Iowa's Confession)
>'Admiral, I'd like to talk to you about certain extra-curricular activities a member of my Division is seeking to propose--with your approval, of course.' (EVERYBODY WAS KUNG-FU FIGHTING)
>'I saw someone leaving--who was that?'
>'Just came to ask how things were going, sir.' (Idle chat)
>Write-In

>>1982664
>'Sir, I ... have to tell you something. It's about that Princess we encountered.' (Reveal Iowa's Confession)
this is way more imporant thatn anything else

>>1982667
>>'I saw someone leaving--who was that?'

>>1982667
>>'Sir, I ... have to tell you something. It's about that Princess we encountered.' (Reveal Iowa's Confession)

>>1982667
>'Sir, I ... have to tell you something. It's about that Princess we encountered.' (Reveal Iowa's Confession)
Fuck whoever that was, we got important stuff to talk about.
his description made me think Skull Face

>>1982667
>'Sir, I ... have to tell you something. It's about that Princess we encountered.' (Reveal Iowa's Confession)

>>1982677
One day I am going to cut my own brain up and look for the part that says "PREDICTABLE MOTHERFUCKER"

>>1982681
:3

>>1982667
>>'Admiral, I'd like to talk to you about certain extra-curricular activities a member of my Division is seeking to propose--with your approval, of course.' (EVERYBODY WAS KUNG-FU FIGHTING)

>>1982667
>>'Sir, I ... have to tell you something. It's about that Princess we encountered.' (Reveal Iowa's Confession)
>>1982667

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‘Sir,’ you begin hesitantly, ‘what do you know about the dissolution of the Admiralty’s Vanzerian branch?’

He pulls out his pipe and strikes a match, lighting the chamber.

‘Only that it happened,’ he huffs, ‘and that it was done on the grounds that … the House of Arms and the Monarchy saw the Alliance and the program as unfeasible and ineffective. To be fair, I really don’t blame them for looking it like that—one KanMusu in hundreds of attempts to keep the Abyssals at bay? You can get a better deal by a roadside eatery.’

‘What if I told you that,’ you pause as he looks up from his pipe, ‘that wasn’t … the whole truth?’

‘Then I’d get an ice pack ready,’ he grumbles, taking a puff, ‘because I am getting too old for this shit.’

The both of your share a look … and for the first time in a while, you feel a chasm of rank and class between the both of you. Your throat feels dry, despite having taken a whole jug of water prior to your release—and two oranges to snack on—and the seconds seem to tick away slower than ever/ The Admiral stares at you, leaning against a low drawer on the side, waiting for your words. You clasp and unclasp your hands, feeling a little unsure of how to proceed … but knowing full well that you had to do it. This wasn’t something that you could just keep bottled-up and stowed away—even Iowa understood that.

You close your eyes, remembering feeling of the book in your hands … the sterility of the white room … and a tentative, if friendly smile; a warm set of fingers clasping around yours and pulling you up.

‘Vanzer didn’t manage to summon just one KanMusu, sir … it had another one: Carrier Saratoga.’

‘It would’ve been on record.’

‘Her summoning … was unconventional,’ you pause, clearing your throat, ‘it wasn’t done through the Shamans of Basilius—or, at least, not the Shamans we’re associated with.’

‘Commander, I don’t have time to dance around hoops,’ he growls.

You hurriedly continue.

‘The summoning was done by a heretical sect—they used the corpse of an Abyssal Command Unit as a conduit to bring Saratoga’s spirit to this world … and fused her spirit with … the Abyssal’s essence; they made the Abyssal its tether. It wasn’t long before she … went berserk. The base was annihilated, most of the standing assets destroyed and two towns ended up devastated. The Monarchy decided to dissolve the alliance with the Admiralty—that’s why they decided to send Iowa to us. It wasn’t just because they just suddenly decided to give up, sir … we have an artificial Princess with the Admiralty’s marking all over it out there, and an association with a Heretical Sect of Shamans.’

He takes a slow drag of his pipe, staring at the wall.

‘How do you know all this, son?’

‘Iowa informed me last week, sir.'

He sighs, rubbing his temples.

‘Fuck.’

>>1983039
>'I apologize, sir--I would've informed you sooner...'
>'What do you suggest we do with this, sir? We can't keep quiet.'
>'What's our next move, then?'
>'Is Iowa in trouble?'
>'That's all, sir.' (Leave)
>Write-In

>>1983059
>>'What's our next move, then?'

>>1983039
>'What's our next move, then?'

>>1983039
>>'What's our next move, then?'