>>2277007
>>Wingman for Lara

>>2277007
>>Escort Dorothea

>>2277007
>>Investigate with Karla

>>2277007
>Escort Dorothea
"Formal" means a chance for mischief

>>2277007
>Escort Dorothea
First date time

>>2277007
>Investigate with Karla

>>2277007
>Escort Dorothea

>>2277007
>Hang out with Amy

>>2277007
>Escort Dorothea

>>2277007
>>Escort Dorothea

We still have our deito.

>>2277007
>Wingman for Lara
Help out our wingmate

>>2277007
>Investigate with Karla
Or Karla these two seem more important then deito

>>2277077
You underestimate the power of the deito

>>2277087
Eh, it’s more of the waifu. But anons seem intent to routelock early which is a shame

>>2277007
>>Escort Dorothea

>>2277007
>>Investigate with Karla
TIME FOR SOME DECULTURE

>>2277095
But there will no doubt be some more high ranking CDF at the event we just have to get or politicking on

>>2277109
I guess but I want to help our wing mate

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>>2277007
You send polite rejections to the other requests before focusing your attention on Dorothea's. You tell her that you're up for it and ask what you should do.

Dorothea's reply comes back extremely quick. Almost too quick for an Admiral who honestly should already have a lot on her mind. She just requests you bring your dress uniform and meet her in the briefing room.

Heh, of course she'd treat an outing like this as a mission. You pull your dress uniform from your closet rack and somewhat reluctantly put it on. It's always been a bit too stuffy for your tastes, but you'll tolerate it for now. Fully dressed, you start making your way to the briefing room as instructed.

Thankfully, you didn't have to deal with anybody seeing you like this. Most of the crew had already departed for shore leave, effectively leaving the Pacifica a ghost ship save for what little skeleton crew she had left. You reach the briefing room and open the door, where you see Dorothea already dressed and ready. Honestly, now that you think about it, Dorothea's dress uniform didn't look all that different from what she normally wore, so it wasn't very jarring.

Dorothea, however, seems to pause when her eyes catch sight of you.

"Ah, you're here, Harry." Dorothea coughs, a nervous tinge in her voice. "And not a moment too soon."

"So what's this all about?" You ask, genuinely curious.

"I was just invited by the President to a luncheon. Nothing too spectacular..." Dorothea mumbles, wringing her fingers.

Hmmm...

>Oh, sounds simple enough, then.
>Oho, you just didn't want to go alone, did you?
>Other

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>>2277087

I wouldn't be surprised if Karla was secretly listening in on things with her contacts.

>>2277162
>>Oh, sounds simple enough, then.

>>2277162
>>Oho, you just didn't want to go alone, did you?

>>2277162
>Oho, you just didn't want to go alone, did you?

>>2277162
>Oh, sounds simple enough, then.

>>2277162
>>Oho, you just didn't want to go alone, did you?

>>2277162
>>Oh, sounds simple enough, then.

>>2277162
>Oho, you just didn't want to go alone, did you?

Maybe next time, we can pick out the venue?

>>2277162
>Oho, you just didn't want to go alone, did you?

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>>2277162
"Oho, you just didn't want to go alone, did you?" You grin smugly.

"It's not like that." Dorothea tries to brush off your implication, but you can see her cheeks pinken a little. "It's simply protocol. An officer is expected to have an escort or adjutant present, and you just so happened to be the only person available."

Heh, was that what she was telling you, or to herself?

>Sure, makes sense.
>Understood. It's a date, then.
>But I thought we had something special, Doro~.
>Other

>>2277245
>Understood. It's a date, then.

>>2277245
>>Understood. It's a date, then.

>>2277245
>>Understood. It's a date, then.

>>2277245
>>Understood. It's a date, then.

tease~

>>2277245
>>Understood. It's a date, then.

>>2277245
>>Understood. It's a date, then.

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>>2277245
...

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>>2277312
"Understood." You nod as seriously as you could manage. "It's a date, then."

Dorothea glows just a bit redder as she coughs loudly and marches past you, adjusting her cap as she does so.

"A-anyways, the shuttle is already waiting for us, so it's best not to keep them waiting."

You decide that's enough teasing for now and calmly follow Dorothea's lead to the hangar bay, where the two of you board the waiting shuttle, the sole occupants.

"So, is there anything special that I should keep in mind?" You wonder, still not used to this type of thing.

"It's merely a social function, so all we have to do is stand around and look nice." Dorothea sighs. "There will be representatives from the CDF, NUNS, and the local government present, but they shouldn't have too much reason to bother us."

Still, you couldn't shake the feeling that Dorothea would very much rather be doing something else, if her nervous hand wringing was any indication.

>You both will just have to endure it.
>Ask her why she's so anxious.
>Suggest that you two do something else.
>Other

>>2277332
>>Other
Hold her hand to calm her down.

"Don't worry. It'll be fine."

>>2277332
>>You both will just have to endure it.
I'm guessing the media will be there.

>>2277332
>You both will just have to endure it.

>>2277332
>You both will just have to endure it.
>Ask her why she's so anxious.

>>2277332

>>2277334
Do it

>>2277332
>>You both will just have to endure it.
>Ask her why she's so anxious.

>>2277332
>Ask her why she's so anxious.

>>2277332

>>2277334
Actually this

>>2277332
>>Ask her why she's so anxious.

>>2277334
Supporting

>>2277334
This is a great choice.
Then all of a sudden Karla comes in and takes a picture for... 'reasons' and closes the shuttle bay doors before we can react.

>>2277332
>>Ask her why she's so anxious.
>>2277372
I rather flirt with Karla and take pictures with her to spread rumors

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>>2277332
You simply reach over and hold Dorothea's hand in yours and give her a reassuring squeeze.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." You smile. "Can't be any worse than the Zentradi, right?"

"Debatable." Dorothea replies cooly, but you could see her body posture begin to relax. "I at least know how to deal with Zentradi. Politicians on the other hand..."

"Yeah, I understand the feeling." You nod. "Always have some sort of agenda."

"Though I suppose they're not too different from spies." Dorothea chuckles. "Don't let Karla know I said that."

"Don't worry, she'd probably take that as a compliment." You laugh .

Before you even know it, the shuttle sets down in the lawn of a rather fancy looking mansion, set quite a distance from Nabaal's city center. In contrast to modern steel and glass skyscrapers of the city, this building had a more... elegant and old fashioned look to it. The building, or at least its facade, was built out of white marble stone, with large windows and columns and was rather sprawling.

"The Presidential residence, I assume." You say as the shuttle touches down.

"Of course." Dorothea nods. "Obviously they spared no expense."

Already, a pair of suited men with dark glasses march up to the landing shuttle to greet you.

"Admiral Nelson. Captain Neumann. The Madam President welcomes you." One of the guards says. "If you would please follow us."

"Of course." Dorothea says, her face already hardening into officer mode. You follow her example and put on your best stoic expression as well.

The guards then lead you into a rather large garden, where you could see a number of tables set up under the shining sun. There were dozens of officials, dignitaries, and officers present, and the guards lead you to...

>businessmen.
>CDF officers.
>NUNS diplomats.
>the Presidential Table

>>2277403
>>the Presidential Table

We will always be brought to see the host first. Protocol.

>>2277403
>the Presidential Table
Host first

>>2277403
>>the Presidential Table

>>2277403
>>the Presidential Table

>>2277403
>the Presidential Table

>>2277403
>>the Presidential Table

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>>2277403
To your surprise, the guards lead you to the table at the head of the party, completely unoccupied except for the President herself.

However, instead of some stuffy business suit or uniform, she was wearing a white, flowing sundress. Perfect for the weather, but it completely stood out from the dress code of the other guests. Then again, she was the President of the colony, so nobody was about to speak up about it.

"Admiral, Captain, it's excellent to see that you both came." She smiles warmly as you and Dorothea take your seats. "Though I am somewhat surprised you decided to attend, Captain Neumann."

>Well, I was invited, after all.
>Somebody has to back up the Admiral.
>It was a good excuse for a date.
>Other

>>2277461
>>Well, I was invited, after all.

>>2277461
>Well, I was invited, after all.

>>2277461
>Well, I was invited, after all.
Let's not flirt shamelessly in front of the President. Yet.

>>2277461
>>Well, I was invited, after all.

>>2277461
>Well, I was invited, after all.

>>2277461
>Somebody has to back up the Admiral.

>>2277461
>Well, I was invited, after all.
>Plus I bet there is great food involved.

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>>2277461
"Well, I was invited, after all." You shrug. "Not much else too it."

"Hmmmm, I suppose." The President nods sagely. "Still, it's good that you decided to attend, as I do have an important matter that I want to bring up."

"Oh?" Dorothea raises an eyebrow as the first course, a simple salad, is served. "And what would this matter be?"

"Several, actually." The President clarifies. "But first and foremost, our defense situation here. My NUNS contacts seem to indicate that no additional ships will be sent, at least not in any major capacity."

You see the President's gaze wander over to the table of NUNS diplomats, who were talking among each other.

"That is sadly true." Dorothea nods in confirmation. "Unfortunately, other commitments and the need to replace losses in the Brisingr Cluster mean we won't have reinforcements for the time being."

"And on cue, I've been approached with several 'business offers.'" The President nods to the table of businessmen. "Private military companies like Chaos and SMS offering their services. Weapons contractors like the Epsilon Foundation offering the CDF top the line weapons technology. All for a price, of course."

"And why are you consulting us about this?" Dorothea asks suspiciously.

"Because the PMCs won't be acting under your authority, and I know you and the CDF don't quite get along." The President smoothly sips at a glass of wine. "Yet our defense situation seems rather... bleak. Unless the stories about you being a miracle maker are true..."

Dorothea pauses at that, her eyes subtly darting to you. Obviously she wanted you to say the first word.

>Those resources are better spent on us.
>We can use all the help we can get.
>What's your position on this, then?
>Other

>>2277549
>>What's your position on this, then?

>>2277549
>What's your position on this, then?
I'd say only so much resources can be spent on a single unit before you lose returns. But you shouldn't spread your resources so thin that your units can't sustain themselves either.

>>2277549
>What's your position on this, then?

Dodge this, politico.

>>2277549
>What's your position on this, then?

>>2277549
>Those resources are better spent on us.

>>2277549
>Those resources are better spent on us.

>>2277549
>What's your position on this, then?

While the idea of Chaos and SMS coming means the possibility of interacting with the Delta or Frontier cast respectively, I want to see what the president thinks about all this first and foremost.

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>>2277549
"What's your position on this, then?" You ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Well..." The President puts up a thoughtful expression. "While I don't doubt your commitment to defending this colony, your numbers are comparatively small and they are worryingly finite. Reaching out to third parties would be an effective way to bolster the ranks, as you would say.

The salads at finished at this point, and the next dish, some sort of raw fish covered in a colorful sauce, is brought in.

"I must caution you on dealing with entities like Chaos and Epsilon." Dorothea leans forward, narrowing her eyes at the businessmen. "They're nothing more than vultures. Parasites that look for an opportunity to suck a colony dry before moving on."

Well, from what you've heard, SMS was respectable enough, but Chaos and Epsilon were definitely on the shady side, with dark rumors of Chaos dabbling in human experimentation and accusation of Epsilon selling weapons to NUNS' enemies. Were these really the types of people you wanted working alongside you all...?

>The President's right. We need more bodies, regardless of who they work for.
>The Admiral's right. These guys shouldn't be trusted.
>Other

>>2277592
>Hire SMS

>>2277592
>I think if you MUST hire someone, vet them very carefully, and make sure there is oversight on them.

>>2277592
Supporting this >>2277597

>>2277592
Going with >>2277597

>>2277592
This >>2277597

>>2277592
Also supporting >>2277597

>>2277592
>>2277597
This, but it means more headaches as well since PMCs tend to be rejects or misfits with disciplinary problems.

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>>2277592
"My piece of advice." You say coolly. "Is that you vet whoever you deal with very carefully. You can never be too careful about who's genuinely interested in your survival and who's out to make a quick buck."

"I shall keep that in mind." The President nods. "Though enough that! Let's just enjoy the food for now!"

You finish your fish entree, which felt... odd to you. Being on the move all the time, fresh seafood was a relative rarity so it always felt a bit weird in your mouth, but it wasn't bad, per se. Next up was a steak. You weren't sure what cut it was or what method they used to cook it, but every bite practically melted in your mouth. Was this the stuff these rich people at all the time?

All the while, the three of you made some small talk, though with the entrees finished and dessert coming around, the President decided to bring up some heavier subjects again.

"And how is Amy doing?" She inquires. "I heard she was particularly instrumental in the most recent battle."

"Well enough." Dorothea says vaguely. "Captain Neumann has done an excellent job protecting her."

"That's good to hear." The President nods. "And will she be making any performances in the near future? Her first outing was rather successful and more and more people are asking for another!"

"We... don't have any planned at the moment now." Dorothea admits.

>I think we can do another one, under our security, of course.
>I feel like it's too much of a danger to her.
>Other

>>2277632
>>I think we can do another one, under our security, of course.

>>2277632
>we're still hammering things out in house. The security breach was.... problematic. Once we know the course we're taking in regards to her singing career we will let you know.

>>2277632
>I think we can do another one, under our security, of course.

>>2277632
>>I feel like it's too much of a danger to her.

>>2277632
>>I think we can do another one, under our security, of course.

>>2277632
>>2277646
Let's deal with one problem at a time first.

>>2277632
>I think we can do another one, under our security, of course.

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>>2277632
"I think we can do another one when things calm down." You nod. "Under our security, of course."

"Hm, yes, I heard there... issues with the first performance." The President nods. "That pesky Colonial Liberation Front rearing its ugly head, correct?"

"That's right. I believe you were briefed on that." Dorothea nods.

"Mhm." The President nods. "And the incident at the Boneyard. Does that have anything to do with you?"

"I have no idea what you are trying to imply here." Dorothea casually sips her tea.

"Oh please." The President smiles sweetly. "I'm rather pro-NUNS, so I have no love for the CLF either. However, considering the high possibility that certain members of my administration may have... sympathies if not are outright members, makes the list of people I can trust very very small."

>I don't know what you're talking about, either.
>I was there..
>Other

>>2277689
>I don't know what you're talking about, either.

Deny, deny, deny until we are ordered to do otherwise.

>>2277689
>>I don't know what you're talking about, either.

>>2277689
>>I don't know what you're talking about, either.

Plausible Deniability!

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>>I don't know what you're talking about, either.

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>>2277689
>I don't know what you're talking about, either.

>>2277689
>>Other
"It would be an interesting story if it was..."

>>2277689
>I don't know what you're talking about, either.

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>>2277689
"I don't know what you're talking about, either." You shrug.

"Ah, pity then." The President sighs simply.

Finally, dessert is served. It's a very small, but extremely sweet custard, topped with toasted sugar and fruit. It was actually really good.

"Well then." The President says as she stands up, her dessert finished and the plate left for the wait staff to take care of. "Thank you for the company, but I'm afraid I have to make the rounds on the guest list. If you would excuse me..."

The President steps past you and Dorothea and she makes her way to the other guests, who have likewise gotten up from their seats and were beginning to use the time to socialize and mingle with one another.

"Finally done with that." Dorothea sighs in relief. "Let's go."

>You should mingle as well.
>Yeah, let's get back to the ship.
>Hey, we still got leave time, let's not waste it!
>Other

>>2277740
>Hey, we still got leave time, let's not waste it!

>>2277740
>Hey, we still got leave time, let's not waste it!

Let's both get out of these stuffy clothes and be a bit more casual. Let loose a bit!

>>2277740
>>You should mingle as well.

>>2277740
>Hey, we still got leave time, let's not waste it!

>>2277740
>>Hey, we still got leave time, let's not waste it!

>>2277740
>Hey, we still got leave time, let's not waste it!

>>2277740
>>Hey, we still got leave time, let's not waste it!

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>>2277740
You grin mischievously as you covertly grab the Admiral's hand.

"Hey, don't be like that, we've still got plenty of leave time! Let's not waste it!"

"But-" Dorothea tries to protest. "We not exactly dressed-"

"I got some casual clothes packed in the shuttle." You shrug. "I can change out and hit a clothes store really fast and grab some casual wear for you. It'll be simple!" You assure her.

"I... I suppose." Dorothea sighs as she concedes to your suggestion, but then narrows her eyes at you. "Though it seems like you're oddly prepared for this."

>I just like be prepared, that's all.
>Perhaps it was all part of my master plan.
>Other

What a waste of leave time.

>>2277785
>>Perhaps it was all part of my master plan.

>>2277785
>I just like be prepared, that's all.

>>2277785
>>I just like be prepared, that's all.

>>2277785
>>I just like be prepared, that's all.
>I have six weapons on me the guards missed just in case.

>>2277785
>>I just like be prepared, that's all.
>>Other
Force of habit from Special Forces

>>2277785
>I just like be prepared, that's all.

>>2277785
>I just like be prepared, that's all.
>Other:Point to yourself and say: "Special Forces remember? We are always prepared."

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>>2277785
"It's good practice in my line of work to be prepared!" You wink. "Don't worry about it."

"F-fine." Dorothea sighs. "Then let's go."

Nobody notices you and Dorothea slip away from the party as you head back to the shuttle. A quick change and you're in your civvies, and the shuttle pilot agrees to take you to the city.

"All right, you just sit tight here until I come back." You say as you prepare to exit the shuttle and pause.

"Is something wrong?" Dorothea asks.

You just realized that you don't actually know what Dorothea's sizes are...

>Screw it, you'll just eyeball it.
>Might as well bite the bullet and ask her.
>Other

>>2277825
>Might as well bite the bullet and ask her.

>>2277825
>Screw it, you'll just eyeball it.

>>2277825
>Might as well bite the bullet and ask her

>>2277825
>>Screw it, you'll just eyeball it.

Remember the scouting and reconnaissance lessons when they trained us!

>>2277825
>Screw it, you'll just eyeball it.
You need good depth perception as a pilot.

>>2277825
>>Might as well bite the bullet and ask her.

>>2277825
>>Screw it, you'll just eyeball it.

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>>2277825
You were sensible enough to know that asking a women their sizes was suicide. Looks like you were just going to have to eyeball it.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2277865

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2277865

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2277865
Remember the basics!

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>>2277867
>>2277868
>>2277869
Nice

>>2277868
So we now know exactly what her sizes are within the acceptable margin of error.

What's her cup size?

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>>2277873

>>2277865
>>2277867
>>2277868
>>2277869
You did gud...

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>>2277865
You scan your eyes quickly over Dorothea, quickly getting a good measure of her proportions. That was good, she didn't have any wildly excessive sizes beyond what any store could provide. Armed with this information, you step out of the shuttle and make your way to the nearest clothing store.

Obviously the choices were wide and varied, only limited by what you had in mind.

>Just get her some functional clothes.
>She should show some skin.
>You should find something really, RAELLY cute.
>Other

>>2277867
>>2277868
>>2277869
That’s my Neumann, acing th rolls that count!

>>2277881
>Just get her some functional clothes.

>>2277881
>>She should show some skin.

>>2277881
>Just get her some functional clothes.

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>>2277881
>Just get her some functional clothes.
Tank top, jeans, and maybe a few accessories.

>>2277876
>>2277873
I'd say smaller than Honolulu.

>>2277881
Tempting as it is to go for “dress the admiral up in cute clothes”, I’d go for something functional, comfy and innocuous...

>>2277881
>She should show some skin.

>>2277881
>Just get her some functional clothes.

Remember, folks:

Keep
It
Simple,
Stupid!

Rolled 2 (1d3)

Dice be my guide!

>>2277881
>You should find something really, REALLY cute.

>>2277881
>>Just get her some functional clothes.
Functional, casual but stylish, not too boring.

>>2277881
>>Just get her some functional clothes.

Seeing her in casual outfits is a reward in of itself. Maybe some ripped pants, a decent shirt and a cropped-jacket.

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>>2277881
You decide the best course of action was to get Dorothea some simple, functional, and modest clothes. Maybe some other time you could convince her to wear something a little more daring, but not today. You simply grab a simple shirt, jeans, and jacket combo. Nothing too complicated, and the cashier doesn't even bat an eye at you as you make the purchase.

"I'm somewhat surprised." Dorothea mumbles as you wait outside of the shuttle for her to change.

"That they look so good?" You wonder.

"That, and..." Dorothea walks out in her new clothes, looking just like any regular civvie. "It fits perfectly."

"Yeah?" You nod.

Dorothea gives you a suspicious look, but just sighs and shakes her head. "It's nothing."

She then checks her reflection in a nearby window and frowns, her hand going over the tight, braided bun keeping her hair in check.

"Are you sure this is incognito enough? I don't want anybody recognizing me..."

>You look fine as is.
>This is one of those times to just let your hair down. Like, literally.
>Other

>>2277917
>This is one of those times to just let your hair down. Like, literally.

>>2277917
>>This is one of those times to just let your hair down. Like, literally.

We're probably just waiting for the moment she undoes her hair, and swishes it from side to side.

>>2277917
>>This is one of those times to just let your hair down. Like, literally.

>>2277917
>This is one of those times to just let your hair down. Like, literally.

>>2277917
>>This is one of those times to just let your hair down. Like, literally.

>>2277917
>This is one of those times to just let your hair down. Like, literally.

>>2277917
>This is one of those times to just let your hair down. Like, literally.

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>>2277917
"I got a simple fix for that." You chuckle. "Just let your hair down."

"I suppose..." Dorothea frowns as she tugs at her hair ties, her long, flowing red hair dropping down

And with that simple change, it was like Dorothea was a completely new person. No longer was she just an Admiral in your eyes, but a woman.

"So what shall we do?" Dorothea wonders, unconsciously curling her hair around her fingers.

>Arcade. Show her how the young 'uns have fun.
>Carnival. Some simple fun and games.
>Mall. Do some more shopping together.
>Park. Just do a little sightseeing.
>Other

>>2277881
>Just get her some functional clothes.

We save the cute stuff for her later yes?

>>2277968
>Carnival. Some simple fun and games.

>>2277968
>Park. Just do a little sightseeing.

>>2277968
>>Arcade. Show her how the young 'uns have fun.

>inb4 we bump into a Rival Idol Group

>>2277968
>Carnival. Some simple fun and games.

>>2277968
>>>Arcade. Show her how the young 'uns have fun.

>>2277968
>>Park. Just do a little sightseeing.

>>2277968
>Carnival. Some simple fun and games.

>>2277968
>>Carnival. Some simple fun and games.

>>2277968
>Park. Just do a little sightseeing.

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>>2277968
"Well, I know there's a carnival going on nearby." You point out. "We could spend the day there."

"I suppose..." Dorothea nods.

And the two of you start making your way over. It was close enough to walk to, but as you and Dorothea weave your way through the street traffic, you feel that something doesn't feel just right, yet.

>Time for some more handholding.
>Time to reel Dorothea in a little closer.
>Respect her personal space.
>Other

>>2277996
>Time to reel Dorothea in a little closer.

>>2277996
>Time for some more handholding.

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>>2277996
>>Time for some more handholding.

>>2277996
>Time for some more handholding.

>>2277996
>>Time for some more handholding.

So we dont lose her.

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>>2277996
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>>2278014
You reach out and take Dorothea's hand and hold it tight. She pauses briefly, but doesn't protest as you walk together over to your destination. Up ahead, you could see the carnival, and you could already hear the shouts and screams of joy.

"So... what exactly do you do at a carnival...?" Dorothea mumbles. "I've never actually gone to a proper one before..."

"Ah, well." You shrug. "There's a bunch of games you can try playing to win prizes, there's rides you can go on, and lots of super weird food you usually can't see anywhere else!"

"We just ate, you know." Dorothea frowns.

"Well, there's shows too, I guess." You chuckle.

"I'll just follow your lead on this, then." Dorothea mumbles.

Jeez, not only did Dorothea look completely different in civvies, but she also acted completely different. Or maybe it was just because you were around? It was a bit hard to tell.

>Games
>Rides
>Show
>Other

>>2278018
>Games

>>2278018
>>>Games
I don't recommend roller-coasters after eating.

>>2278018
>>Rides

Rides first. Then food and winning some prizes for her.

>>2278018
>Rides

>>2278018
>Games
First some adrenaline for a bit of misattribution of arousal.

>>2278018
>Games

>>2278018
>Games

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>>2278018
"How about some games?" You suggest as you tug Dorothea towards the game booths,which were naturally already crowded with both children and couples.

"There's so many of them..." Dorothea gasps.

"Yeah, well, most of them tend to be scams." You shrug. "But I think we can make something work."

>Shooting gallery.
>Test of strength.
>Guess the weight.
>Other

>>2278034
>Test of strength.

>>2278034
>>Shooting gallery.

>>2278034
>Guess the weight.

>>2278034
>>Test of strength.

Time to see how rigged this is!

>>2278034
>>Shooting gallery.

soft toys

>>2278034
>Shooting gallery.

>>2278034
>Shooting gallery.

>>2278034
>Shooting gallery.
A natural fit.

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>>2278034
"Well, there's the shooting gallery." You nod the titular game booth, which was basically a bunch of paper targets put some distance away from a set of very small caliber pellet rifles. Basically just toys, but toys that could get the job done.

"Hmmm, I see." Dorothea nods as she picks up one of the rifles and inspects it closely.

>You should make it a contest.
>See how good of a shot Dorothea is.
>Try to impress Dorothea with your skills.
>Other

>>2278049
>See how good of a shot Dorothea is.

>>2278049
>Try to impress Dorothea with your skills.

>>2278049
>>You should make it a contest.

small arm skills are practically required for a brit noble.

>>2278049
>You should make it a contest.
Win or lose, the true prize is to flirt with our admiral~

>>2278049
>You should make it a contest.

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>>2278049
>See how good of a shot Dorothea is.

>yfw she is a terrible shot, and we have to physically coach her

>>2278049
>See how good of a shot Dorothea is.

>>2278063
>yfw she's a better shot than Harry and has to physically coach him.
FTFY

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>>2278049
"Ten shots..." You muse as you pick up one of the rifles. "More than enough to kill anything that moves."

"I'd like to see what you can kill with a pellet gun." Dorothea giggles as she picks one up herself. "Perhaps we should see who's the better shot?"

"Oh, you're on." You grin. "Loser buys dinner."

"Deal." Dorothea nods as she nestles the rifle against her shoulder and you do the same...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2278067

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2278067

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2278067
Uh.

>>2278068
>>2278069
I-it's us holding back, right? Right!?

>>2278068
>>2278069
>>2278071
Damn rigged carnival guns!

>>2278072
>Implying we aren't doing this for some "physical correction" from Dorsie.

Why play the game when we can watch our great Admiral Dorothea play?

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>>2278067
Both you and Dorothea systematically start taking down targets, but you note that Dorothea seems to be blowing through them quicker than you can, apparently being able to sight in and fire faster than you. This catches you off guard and you try to pick up your own pace, but that only serves to make your own shots a little sloppier than they should be.

In the end, Dorothea beats you pretty handily 9-6.

"Don't underestimate the marksmanship of an English lady." She grins smugly.

>You're pretty good.
>I was just holding back!
>Maybe you should give me some lessons sometime.
>Other

>>2278077
>You're pretty good.
>Maybe you should give me some lessons sometime.

>Be hotshot pilot.
>Escort admiral to formal event
>Get her to hang with you before going back to the ship.
>Even perfect guess her three sizes to get her wholesome, yet fashionable clothes.
>Drag her to a carnival and hold hands.
>Challenge her to a shooting contest.
>tfw that admiral smile.
>tfw the ribbing to follow being totally worth it.
10/10 would lose to admiral again.
>tfw distracted.

>>2278077
>>You're pretty good.
>>Maybe you should give me some lessons sometime.

>>2278077
>>You're pretty good.
>>Maybe you should give me some lessons sometime.

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>>2278077
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>>2278086

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>>2278086
"You're pretty good." You admit. "Maybe you should give me some lessons sometime."

"Hmmm, I wouldn't be opposed to some 'private' lessons." Dorothea nods with a smile.

"Here ya go, ma'am!" The booth owner says as she hands her a huge Valkyrie plushie.

"W-what is this?" She blinks.

"Your prize, of course!" The owner responds.

"Heh, nice catch." You grin.

However, you're suddenly jolted when someone bumps into your back. You turn around to see who it is and then freeze in place.

"Oh, Captain Neumann, what a coincidence finding you here!" Karla says sweetly.

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week, and don't forget Frontier Knight on Saturday!

>nat 1 + Karla
>remember Karla is supposed to be investigating something.
Bloody terrorists?

>>2278092
Oh busted!!!

Thanks for running, Merc!

SEE YOU NEXT DECULTURE!

>>2278092
Thanks for running Merc.

>>2278092
God dammit Karla.

>>2278092
Well this is gonna be awkward....

A Date with Karla while secretly being on a date with Dorothy!

>>2278092
Thanks for the thread OP!

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>>2278104
>>2278102
Devil woman SMUG

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>>2278092
Thanks for the run, Merc. So what kind of accent does Doro have?

>>2278095
>>2278104
How scandalous! Maybe we can salvage this by explaining that we were merely scouting out a potential venue for Amy on Dorothea's orders when we 'coincidentally' came across a woman who shared genetic templates with the admiral!

And it's totally not because we like redheads.

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>>2278314
If Doro decides to remain incognito, we won't really have the "Admiral" to bail us out of things so I'm not sure if we keep up this charade since this might be something serious. On the other hand, Karla could potentially use this as leverage for sometime in the future.