>>2302790
>I'm here with somebody.

>>2302790
>I'm here with somebody.

Time to think up some good cover stories for our new friend (Name Pending: Dorine? Doretta? Dora?) who totally isn't just the Admiral in disguise:
>she's actually a distant relative or someone who shares very close genetic heritage
>she's here as a tourist and we started a conversation
>has a cute cockney/yorkshire accent rather than Doro's regular estuary/Queen's English.
>we DO NOT have a thing for red-heads!
>we weren't talking to her because she has red hair that also happens to have our favourite shade of red in particular

>>2302790
>What exactly are you doing here?

Deflect deflect!

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>>2302790
>What exactly are you doing here?
DISTRACTION PILOT

>>2302790
>>I'm here with somebody.

>>2302790
>>I'm here with somebody.

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>>2302790
>>I'm here with somebody.
>>What exactly are you doing here?

>>2302790
>>What exactly are you doing here?
Best defense is a good offense!

>>2302790
>I'm here with somebody.

>>2302790
TIME FOR DECULTURE!
>>What exactly are you doing here?
Wasn’t she supposed to be doing spook things?

>>2302790
>flirt!

Well won’t you happen to be the lucky lady?

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>>2302790
"I'm here with somebody." You respond, still remaining deliberately vague.

"Oh, really?" Karla's expression brights as her head swivels. "Who exactly? Is it someone I know?"

"I'd rather keep it private." You sigh.

"The exactly wrong thing to someone like me!" Karla grins. "You drop a line like that and I'm sure to bite!"

Great, how were you going to shake her off now...?

"Come on, just one little meet and greet! It won't take long at all!" Karla says sweetly.

>Fine...
>Sorry, but I don't want to complicate things here...
>CRAZY IVAN
>Other

>>2302925
>>CRAZY IVAN

>>2302925
>CRAZY IVAN

>>2302925
>>CRAZY IVAN

>>2302925
>>CRAZY IVAN

>>2302925
>CRAZY IVAN
Don't forget to grab Dorothea

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>>2302925
>CRAZY IVAN
Time for Snow!

>>2302925
>Sorry, but I don't want to complicate things here...

>>2302925
>what’s in it for me?

>flirt?

>>2302925
>>CRAZY IVAN

>>2302925
>>CRAZY IVAN

Well I hope she captures us now

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>>2302925
Well, guess you had no choice. You were going to have to resort to the classic defense any fighter pilot would resort to in times of crisis. The infamous "Crazy Ivan" maneuver.

With a smile on your face, you simply spin on you heel and RUN.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2303054

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2303054

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2303054

>>2302979
>>2303069
Reverse psychology fucking works!

>>2303069
Special forces mother fucker!

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>>2303054
Karla is caught completely off guard by your sudden move as you weave through the crowd to break visual contact. You catch sight of a surprised Dorothea and grab her hand, pulling her along as you run past.

"W-what's Karla doing here?!?" She stammers.

"I have no idea." You admit. "Don't really care on finding out."

Finally, the both of you pause to take a break in a quiet area behind some closed stalls. Dorothea bends over slightly as she breathes hard, her face flushed.

"Sorry, if I pushed you a little too had there..." You start to apologize.

"N-no, it's not that." Dorothea straightens up. Sweat glistens off her forehead as she puts a hand up to her chest. "That just felt so... exhilarating."

You pause as Dorothea smiles and clasps her hands around yours. It seems she's starting to really get into the mood now.

"Well, this has been an exciting date so far, Harry. What should we do next?" She asks.

>We should probably leave the carnival before we run into Karla again.
>Take the risk and try out some of the rides.
>Make out.
>Other

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>tfw Dorothea can actually pull off a good 'rock' image with the right outfit.

>>2303111
>Take the risk and try out some of the rides.
>Make out.
Why not both?

>>2303111
>Make out.

>>2303111
>Make out.

Blame it on the adrenaline.

>>2303111
>We should probably leave the carnival before we run into Karla again.

>>2303111
>>We should probably leave the carnival before we run into Karla again.
>>2303115
Christmas cake idol?

Also we’re already holding hands, that’s incredibly lewd.

>>2303111
>>Make out.

>>2303111
>Take the risk and try out some of the rides.
>Make out.

>>2303111
>Take the risk and try out some of the rides.
>Make out.

>>2303111
>Take the risk and try out some of the rides.
>Make out.

>>2303128
>You pause as Dorothea smiles and clasps her hands around yours

More then holding hands she is double teaming our single hand with hers.

>>2303111
>Take the risk and try out some of the rides.
I rather not routelock

>>2303111
>>Take the risk and try out some of the rides.

>>2303111
>>Take the risk and try out some of the rides.
>>Make out.

>>2303128
>>2303140
>>2303111

>inb4 Dorothea rolled to gain the public indecency kink.

>>2303141
I think we are already past that point

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>>2303111
...

>>2303152
Personally, I think she's into wearing disguises and the thrill of being found out

>>2303184
That one step under exhibitionist

>>2303164
Not really. We flirted with everyone through various success. We have not exactly route locked yet

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>>2303171
You're not sure what comes over you. Maybe it was simply the adrenaline high of the moment. Maybe it was your latent feelings and connection to Dorothea finally coming to a head. Either way, your body moves by itself, pushing Dorothea against the wall and pinning her arms to the side.

Dorothea only manages a surprised squeak before you leap in for the final strike, pressing your lips against hers in hot, passionate, surprise kiss.

Dorothea squirms and struggles for a bit initially, but she quickly gives in to her own raging emotions as well, returning your passions, even if she was a bit sloppy and novice at it.

Finally, reason takes over from emotion and you finally break the kiss, taking a step back and giving Dorothea some room to breathe. Her face is redder than before, her hot breath sticking to your face, amber eyes violently unfocused as she tries to process what just happened.

She then spins around and covers her face with her hands.

"Ohmygod I completely screwed that up..." She groans.

You can't help but laugh. This was so like her, constantly scrutinizing herself and her actions, though this time it just made her look more charming and endearing than before.

"D-don't tell me that was your first!" Dorothea stammers, still incapable of looking you in the eye."

"Wait." You grin. "Don't tell me that was YOUR-"

"Please answer the question, Harry!" Dorothea snaps, a little desperation in her voice.

>You're the best I ever had.
>You're definitely the first.
>Other

>>2303225
>>You're definitely the first.

>>2303225
>A gentleman never kisses and tells Dorothea.

>>2303225
>You're definitely the first.

Too cute

>>2303225
>You're the best I ever had.

>>2303225
>You're the best I ever had.
>>2303234
THis

>>2303225
>You're the best I ever had.
>Well, also the only one I've had...

>>2303225
>You're definitely the first.

We really need to take a photo in a photobooth or something. Sure it might be seen by someone later on, but we gotta have memories to look back on.

>>2303228
>>2303236
Aren we older then her by a bit and in specials forces, I call bs that was our first

>>2303225
This >>2303241
It amuses me more then it should

>>2303249
Same.

>>2303225
>You're the best I ever had.

>>2303249
my thoughts too.

>>2303225
>You're the best I ever had.

>>2303225
>You're the best I ever had.
>Well, also the only one I've had...

>>2303249
Well, we're definitely special

>>2303268
Yes kissless special ops virgin.

>>2303249
When I rethink it yeah that is bs.
But I dont remember it being said who was older

>>2303275
We are roughly the same age is maybe a bit older by a few months to a year

>>2303273
We /k/ now

>>2303225
>You're the best I ever had.
>Well, also the only one I've had...

>>2303225
>You're the best I ever had.

>>2303281
Nah, we are awkward teenage boy.

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>>2303225
"You're the best I ever had." You grin.

"Oh, so you had me a complete disadvantage then!" Dorothea groans and turns back to face you. "Well, I suppose that means the next time I should make sure not to cock it up!"

"Yeah, you definitely do need a bit more work." You chuckle. "Maybe your bridge crew can help with that."

"Hmph." Dorothea pouts and starts pushing you out back into the crowd proper. "That's enough dawdling around! There's still plenty of daylight left!"

"Sure, sure." You let yourself be pushed along. No doubt Dorothea was still frazzled trying to process what happened, and you honestly couldn't blame her.

However, you find that she's now pushing you towards-

>The Love Tunnel
>The bumper cars
>THE SUICIDE ROCKET
>Other

>>2303329
>>THE SUICIDE ROCKET

>>2303225
>>You're the best I ever had.
>>You're definitely the first.
>>Other
Stammer, blushing expression, “Uhh it might come as a surprise to you but...”

Also “Yer a wizard Harry” written on his flight class group photo.

>>2303329
>>The bumper cars

>>2303329
>>The bumper cars

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>>2303329
>>THE SUICIDE ROCKET
This better take photos.

>>2303333
Dammit too slow
>>2303329
>DYRL The Ride...

>>2303329
>THE SUICIDE ROCKET
Just because you think you mess up a kiss doesn't mean you need to kill yourself Dorsie.

>>2303329
>The bumper cars

>>2303329
>The bumper cars

>>2303329
>The bumper cars
I can't really see her picking THE SUICIDE ROCKET

>>2303329
>The Love Tunnel

>>2303342
>>The Love Tunnel
>>The bumper cars
>>THE SUICIDE ROCKET
If you’re wondering what a DYRL ride involves, it’s ALL THREE IN ONE.

>>2303329
>>The bumper cars

>>2303329
>THE SUICIDE ROCKET

>>2303329
>The bumper cars

>>2303329
>>THE SUICIDE ROCKET

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>>2303329
You get pushed into the line for the bumper cars, and fortunately enough, the two of you are just in time to catch the last couple of cars. Unfortunately, the cars were definitely designed for a smaller person in mind, and you felt a bit cramped in it.

However, you do note with dread that Dorothea has opted to site in a separate car, and she was eying you with a very concerning expression.

She wasn't seriously going to-

And the the start bell rings loudly and all of the gathered bumpers cars hum to life as the power is activated. And almost immediately, Dorothea's car makes a beeline straight for yours!

>Meet her head on!
>Gotta dodge her!
>Use some of the other cars as shields.
>Other

>>2303420
>Meet her head on!

>>2303420
>>Meet her head on!

>>2303420
>>Meet her head on!
FLANK SPEED

>>2303420
>Meet her head on!

>>2303420
>>Meet her head on!

>>2303420
>>Use some of the other cars as shields.

>>2303420
>>Meet her head on!

>>2303420
>>Meet her head on!

>>2303420
>>Meet her head on!

What sort of tiny souvenir should we get Doro after this?

>>2303420
>Meet her head on!

>>2303456
SDF-1 plushie to go with the valkyrie

>>2303456
Cute animal keychain

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>>2303420
You narrow you eyes and hit the accelerator. Dorothea was presuming that you, a Valkyrie pilot, would chicken out?

Oh how very wrong she was.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2303503
BANZAI

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2303503
Here comes the snow!

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2303503
How badly can we fuck up bumper cars?

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2303503

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>>2303511

Dorothea is really flooring us with these amusement park games.

>>2303511
Is Karla going to come out of nowhere again?

>>2303511
Welp

>>2303526
>Karla returns in HER OWN BUMPER CAR!!!

>>2303537
FUCK YEAH BEST GIRL!

>>2303511
Karla pls

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>>2303503
Unfortunately, it seems that you underestimated Dorothea rather heavily in her ability to operate a bumper car. She drifts a bit to the side and swerves back, slamming into your bumper car at an angle and sending you spinning out, slamming into another bumper car which finally brings you to a stop.

"Not bad, Doro." You chuckle.

"I'm just getting started." She smiles sweetly.

About a minute later, you're left sitting on a bench, trying to catch your breathe while Dorothea sits next to you rather smugly.

"Yeah yeah, laugh it up." You sigh.

"No, no, just take your time." Dorothea chuckles.

"Not my fault you don't have much practice." You point out.

"It sounds like you want a rematch." Dorothea retorts while a grin.

"You might break something this time." You groan.

Suddenly, your phone starts vibrate in your pocket.

>It's Lara
>It's Amy
>It's Karla
>Ignore the call.
>Other

>>2303565
>>It's Amy
Haven't talked to her in a while

>>2303565
>It's Amy

>>2303565
>>Ignore the call.

>>2303565
>>It's Amy

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>>2303565
>>It's Karla

>>2303565
>It's Amy

>>2303565
>It's Amy

>>2303565

>It's Lara

>>2303565
>>It's Amy

>next time we see Karla, she's investigating why we were there, or who that mysterious woman was.

>>2303565
>>It's Amy

>>2303565
>>It's Karla

>>2303565
>It's Amy

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>>2303565
You check your phone and notice it's Amy, surprisingly enough. You quickly answer the phone.

"Amy?"

"Hey, Cap..." Amy says a bit nervously. "Um, I was getting kinda bored on the ship and everyone was gone and everything so... I took a shuttle down."

"Alone?" You blink.

"...kinda." Amy admits. "And uh, I'm kinda lost in the spaceport and ohmygodjusthelpmeplease."

You take a look at Dorothea and return your attention to the phone.

"All right, just stay where you are and we'll come get you."

"We?" Amy asks curiously.

"See you! Bye!" You quickly hang up and sigh.

"Amy, I assume." Dorothea shakes her head.

"Amy." You confirm.

"I suppose it's only natural. She does like getting attention by causing trouble." Dorothea frowns. "I can handle myself for the rest of the day, if you want me to go."

>Maybe it's best to pick up Amy alone.
>Nah, there shouldn't be a problem going together.
>Other

>>2303649
>Nah, there shouldn't be a problem going together.

>>2303649
>>Nah, there shouldn't be a problem going together.

>>2303649
>>Nah, there shouldn't be a problem going together.

That disguise has been working out for her so far. Plus, it could be a chance for her to be more personal with Amy.

>>2303649
>>Nah, there shouldn't be a problem going together.

"It'll be a chance for you two to get along better."

>>2303649
>>Nah, there shouldn't be a problem going together.

>>2303649
>Nah, there shouldn't be a problem going together

>>2303649
>>Maybe it's best to pick up Amy alone.

>>2303649
>Nah, there shouldn't be a problem going together.

I'm expecting Dorothea to be expanding her wardrobe for more casual outfits in the future.

>>2303649
>Maybe it's best to pick up Amy alone.

>>2303649
>>Nah, there shouldn't be a problem going together.

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>>2303649
"Nah, there shouldn't be any problem going together." You tell her.

"Well, if you say so." Dorothea nods and takes your hand. "Shall we?"

And so the two of you continue back to the spaceport, still holding hands all the way. Neither of you speak, though you feel that you don't really have to. Just the feeling of being together seemed to be enough for now.

"Oh, I believe I see her over there." Dorothea points up ahead.

Sure enough, you can see Amy, looking nervous and fretting as she paces back and forth on a street corner, eliciting a few curious glances from passersby. Thankfully though, Amy was foresighted enough to change up her appearance so nobody would immediately recognize her, doing up her hair in dual ponytails and putting on a pair of glasses, with some slightly bulky clothing to hide her figure. It was only by spending so much time with her and knowing what to look for that you were able to pick her out from the crowd.

"Yeah, that's her all right." You nod.

"Should we just go in now? Or..." Dorothea picks up a sly smile. "Should we surprise her a little?"

You wonder if you were starting to be a bad influence on Dorothea...

>Just go meet her together.
>An innocent little prank sounds fun.
>Other

>>2303701
>>An innocent little prank sounds fun.

>>2303701
>An innocent little prank sounds fun.

>>2303701
>Just go meet her together.
She probably won't take well to a prank at the moment

>>2303701
>An innocent little prank sounds fun.

>>2303701
>>An innocent little prank sounds fun.

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>>2303679
Cue bunnysuit, or maid

>>2303701
>Just go meet her together.

>>2303701
>Just go meet her together.

>>2303701
Changing to
>Just go meet her together.

>>2303701
>>Just go meet her together.
Have to make it look like it not a date.

>>2303737
Isn't meeting her together make it look like it?

>>2303740
More that we called her over and she wanted to come and scream at amy for being reckless.

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>>2303701
...

>>2303751
That's our little soldier girl

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>>2303751
"Yo! Amy!" You wave.

Amy turns at the sound of your voice, but pauses when she sees Dorothea walking next to you.

"A-Admiral!?" Amy gapes. "What are you doing here?!"

"Hmmm, why can't I be here?" Dorothea grins. "And we're all on leave, so you don't have to address me by rank, Amy."

"This... this is so weird..." Amy looks at you and then Dorothea. "You actually let your hair down!?"

"Well..." Dorothea nervously strokes at her hair. "Occasionally, yes."

"Well, it's not so different by making yourself look nerdy like that." You chuckle as you yank Amy's glasses off.

"H-hey!" She yelps as she snatches them back and puts them back on. "W-well, I heard all sorts of stories about creepy stalker fans and crap, so I decided to change it up a little, you know?"

"It's encouraging to know that you're thinking ahead like that." Dorothea grins and as she pats Amy on the head.

"O-okay, is she high on something right now?" Amy turns to you, and then her confusion transitions into simmering horror. "Or.. or... are you two DATING right now...!?!"

>Um, yes.
>No comment.
>Other

>>2303760
>No comment.
Only smug pilot noises.

>>2303760
>>Um, yes.

Time to get super gushy about how we're taking photos of everything we're doing today, and being all lovey-dovey.

>>2303760
>Um, yes.

>>2303760
>>Other
Maybe. I havnt actually asked her yet.

>>2303760
>>Um, yes.
This is the best way to fuck with her

>>2303760
>Um, yes.

>O-okay, is she high on something right now?
hahaha

>>2303760
>Um, yes.

"Please don't tell Karla. We want to see how long it takes for her to figure it out."

>>2303760
>Other
“We’re actually playing hooky today, skipped out on a boring event.”

>>2303760
>>No comment.
Pissing against the fucking wind.

>>2303760
>>2303787
Switching to this.

>>2303760
>>2303787
Supportin this.

Doubt this will win

>>2303787
Supportan

>>2303760
Meh fuck it, supporting this:>>2303787

>>2303760
>>2303770

Supporting >>2303787

>>2303760
>Other
>“We’re actually playing hooky today, skipped out on a boring event.”

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>>2303760
"We're actually playing hooky today." You shrug. "We're skipping out on an honestly pretty boring event."

"Huh, that's a surprise." Amy looks to Dorothea. "Didn't take you to be the type to ditch something."

"Even my patience has its limits." Dorothea huffs, trying to preserve her image. "Besides, it's too nice of a day to let it go to waste, correct?"

"I guess so." Amy shrugs. "Nnnnn, so whatcha two doing right now?"

"Well, nothing in particular." You reply. "You got anything in mind?"

"Hmmm, well, I was sorta thinking of hitting up one of those beaches or something..." Amy shrugs. "Might be a good excuse to see how brave the Admiral really is!"

"B-beach?" Dorothea pauses. "You can't possibly mean-"

"Hehe, I totally am." Amy gives a devious smile.

You're... you're not sure how you should react to this.

>Beach sounds nice.
>It's starting to get pretty hot out. Maybe just hit up a movie?
>Other

>>2303873
>Beach sounds nice.

>>2303873
>>Beach sounds nice.

>>2303873
>>Beach sounds nice.
Surprise beach episode?

>>2303873
>Beach sounds nice.

Time for swimsuits!
>Karla is probably either still looking for us, or is doing her 'assignment'

>>2303873
>Beach sounds nice.

>>2303873
>Beach sounds nice.

>>2303873
>>Beach sounds nice.
Sling Bikinis for them both.

>>2303873
>It's starting to get pretty hot out. Maybe just hit up a movie?

We should make out with Dorothea to make Amy freak out

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>>2303873
"The beach doesn't sound so bad." You nod.

"Yes!" Amy fist pumps.

"W-what?!" Dorothea looks at you like you've committed the treasonous of betrayals.

"Hey, don't sweat it, Admiral!" Amy hooks her arm around Dorothea's. "The lagoon beaches here are the city's best draw! It'd be a crime not to try them at least once!"

"I-I suppose." Dorothea pauses. "But, I don't even have a swimsuit to wear."

"Don't worry, neither do I!" Amy grins. "But we can always buy a pair here!"

"That's... true." Dorothea sighs in defeat, her final, weak defense being completely ineffective.

By now, you've found yourselves in fronf of one of the city's many fashionable clothing stores, and Amy starts dragging Dorothea instead, though. However, you feel you phone vibrate again and you check it, seeing a message from Amy.

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO SEE HER IN?

>Just be nice to her.
>Something revealing.
>Surprise me.
>Other

>>2303913
>Surprise me.

>>2303913
>>Surprise me.

>>2303913
>>Surprise me.

>>2303913
>Something revealing.

Or just a pilotsuit

>>2303913
>Just be nice to her.

>>2303913
>>Surprise me.

>>2303913
>Surprise me.

oh wow.

>>2303913
>Surprise me.

>>2303913
>Just be nice to her.

>>2303913
>>Something revealing.

>>2303913
>>Surprise me.

>>2303913
>Surprise me.

>>2303913
>Surprise me.

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>>2303913
SURPRISE ME

You text back.

Amy just replies with a winking emote and you watch her drag Dorothea off to the women's section of the store. Somehow, you figure Amy would have a much better idea on fashion trends than either you or Dorothea, which you suppose wasn't such a bad thing.

You meanwhile take the time to head over to the men's section. At least you didn't have a problem of choosing your swimwear, simply picking out a pair of trunks whose color scheme wasn't totally embarrassing.

Finally, the two of you link back up at the front of the store. Amy was looking absolutely chipper while Dorothea was still looking nervous as hell.

"Hey!" Amy waves to you. "C'mon! C'mon! We're wastin' daylight here!"

It's a short bus ride to the lagoons, though Dorothea guides you all to one of the lagoons farther out, where it would be less likely to run into any vacationing NUNS personnel. After all, it wouldn't do any of you any good if you were all recognized, especially the Admiral and Amy.

"I have no idea how I got roped into this..." Dorothea groans as you disembark the bus.

"Quit being a spoilsport!" Amy giggles as she pushes Dorothea along. "Come on, let's go get changed!"

As Amy and Dorothea head off again for girl time, you step forward and take an opportunity to take in the sight.

In front of you was a marvelous sight. An azure sky dotted with white clouds, dominated by a massive yellow sun. Closer toe the ground, a beach of golden sand stretched before you, bordered by crystal blue water which lazily lapped up against the shore. Unlike a traditional ocean, there were no large waves. Just small ripples.

"Cap! Caaaaap!"

You turn to see Amy and Dorothea approaching. Amy seemed to be wearing a simple white bikini which contrasted with her dark brunette hair. And Dorothea, well...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2303969

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2303969
Nosebleed?

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2303969

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>>2303969
Dorothea, on the other hand, was wearing a black bikini that somehow seemed to straddle the line between sexy and modest. However, Dorothea's embarrassed expression and posture, trying to instinctively hide her exposed parts from view was endlessly cute.

"Not bad, you two." You give a nod of approval. "Not bad at all."

"Heh, see? I told ya he'd like it!" Amy laughs as she slaps the Admiral on the back. An action you could never imagine in any other situation. "Anyways, I think I'm gonna get a bit of swimming in! Heard the water here is the best!"

"I... I think I'll just lie down for a moment..." Dorothea mumbles.

>Play around in the water with Amy.
>Sunbathe with Dorothea.
>"Encourage" Dorothea to join you all in the water.
>Other

>>2303983
>"Encourage" Dorothea to join you all in the water.

>>2303983
>>Play around in the water with Amy.

>>2303983
>>"Encourage" Dorothea to join you all in the water.

It's sorta like being back on that sailing ship except being in the water!

>>2303983
>"Encourage" Dorothea to join you all in the water.
Perfect time for Dorothea and Amy to bond

>>2303983
>>"Encourage" Dorothea to join you all in the water.

>>2303983
>"Encourage" Dorothea to join you all in the water.

>>2303983
>>"Encourage" Dorothea to join you all in the water.

Just be prepared for people to hit on them, or something.

>>2303983
>Play around in the water with Amy.

>>2303983
>>"Encourage" Dorothea to join you all in the water.
>>2303992
Yes, a good excuse, I mean reason.

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>>2303983
>Other:Put some oil on Dory so she doesn't get sunburn

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>>2303983
"Come on, you should join us!" You grin as you grab Dorothea's hand and start pulling her closer to the water.

"I'd... rather not." Dorothea frowns.

"Whatcha two doing?" Amy calls out, already far enough in that the water was up to her waist. "C'mon! The water's great!"

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2304012

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2304012
Doro-THEA
Doro-THEA
Doro-THEA

>>2304017
youuuuuuuu

>>2304012

>>2304017
Is Karla going to sneak up on us as a shark or something?

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2304012

>>2304017
We accidentally grope Amy somehow in full view of Dorothy I guess?

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2304017
There goes the bikini top....or Karla....
>>2304012

>>2304017
Surprise spook

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>>2304012
Dorothea just sighs and manages to slip out of your grip. Shen then plants both hands on your back and pushes your forward, causing you to stumble and fall into the water face first.

"When a lady says 'no', you should listen to her." Dorothea tuts.

"Yeah... Cap's pretty bad at that sort of thing." Amy laughs as she strides up and splashes some water on your face. "Cap, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I am." You sputter as you get back up to your feet.

"You two have fun there." Dorothea smirks as she heads back to the shore.

"Hey, hey Cap, let's see who can reach that other shore first!" Amy grins as she points to the opposite end of the lagoon.

"That's pretty far." You frown. "And the center looks like it gets pretty deep."

"C'mon, I've been working out and you're a freaking commando!" Amy rolls her eyes. "How about it?"

>Sure, it's a race, then.
>Keep it close to shore.
>Other

>>2304033
>Sure, it's a race, then.
Amy knows how to swim, right?

>>2304033
>>Sure, it's a race, then.

>>2304033
>>2304033
>>Keep it close to shore.

>>2304033
>>Sure, it's a race, then.

>>2304033
>>Keep it close to shore.
We should be the responsible adult
That and Im scared that Karla is hiding in the lagoon somehow

>>2304033
>Keep it close to shore.

>>2304050
If that's the case, she's probably bikini clad and sweating her ass off in a midget submarine.

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>>2304033
Well, looks like we got a tie so we'll have to roll it off!

1. Race
2. Shore

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>>2304071
"All right, it's a race then." You grin.

"Okay, so we're starting... NOW!" Amy cackles as she dives forward and starts her swim.

Why that little-

>Roll 1d20+2

Rolled 19 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2304075

Rolled 13 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2304075

Rolled 5 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2304075

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>>2304075
It's not even a contest. While Amy might be more physically fit than the average girl her age, you were still NUNS Special Forces, and you were just at home in water as on dry land. You easily blaze past Amy, gliding through the warm tropical water and reaching the other side a couple minutes ahead of Amy.

"Jeez, that's so unfair." Amy groans when she finally catches up.

"You still need a lot of work, kid." You grin.

"Actually, the race wasn't all I wanted." Amy swims up a bit closer to you. "You don't have to be coy about it."

"About what?" You blink.

Amy's eye turns to the far shore before returning to you.

"You and the Admiral totally have something going on now, aren't you?" She asks. "And not just the the rumors or anything. I could see it between you two just now, you know, they way were so... relaxed together. I ain't dumb."

>Right on the money.
>Still no comment.
>Other

>>2304093
>>Right on the money.

It is at this point I sorta realize that the two of us are essentially Amy's parental figures.

>>2304093
>>Still no comment.

>>2304093
>Still no comment.

Pissing against the wind

>boop her on the nose

>>2304093
>Still no comment.
>Other:"Why are you jeaulous?"

>>2304093
>>2304103
Supporting this.

>>2304093
>Other
Can you keep a secret from Karla?

>>2304093
>>Right on the money.

>>2304103
Supporting the banter

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>>2304093
"Still no comment." You respond. "Why, are you jealous or something?"

"Hmph! As if!" Amy crosses her arms and pouts. "You know, I would've figured that out everybody, you could at least put your trust me. But I guess I was mistaken about that, huh?"

Before you can say anything else, Amy turns around and starts swimming back. You feel like you could have handled that better, but it was too late for that now.

With a resigned sigh, you start swimming back to shore as well. By this point, the sky was starting to dim from azure blue to golden orange as the sun began to set.

"Hm, I suppose it's time for us to head back." Dorothea sighs, tugging at her bikini a bit to adjust it. "It feels like the day has gone by so fast."

"Definitely." Amy nods as she dries herself off. "Still, I guess it was worth going out for."

That's when you spot a camera drone floating by. The type for tourists who wanted to take some group photos or something. Perhaps...

>It'd be nice to have a picture to capture this day.
>Nah, you don't need something like that.
>Other

>>2304120
>It'd be nice to have a picture to capture this day.

>>2304120
>>It'd be nice to have a picture to capture this day

>>2304120
>>It'd be nice to have a picture to capture this day.

>>2304120

>It'd be nice to have a picture to capture this day.

>>2304120
>It'd be nice to have a picture to capture this day.

>>2304120
>>>It'd be nice to have a picture to capture this day.

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>>2304120
You wave at the drone, which signals it to float over. You pay the relatively small charge on the holoscreen in projects and fiddle with the settings a bit.

"Hey, how about a picture?" You suggest.

Dorothea pauses to consider this.

"Sure, why not?" Amy says as she skips forward.

That seems to egg Dorothea on.

"I see no issue with it." Dorothea agrees.

Dorothea and Amy stand at your sides and pose as the drone snaps the picture. It then floats forward and deposits the small holochip in your hand, displaying the picture it had just taken. You indicate you're satisfied with the picture, and the drone floats along, continuing it's patrol circuit.

"Heh, not bad." Amy nods in approval as she looks on.

"I still would prefer to be... better dressed for it." Dorothea sighs.

"Ah, that's a beautiful daughter you two have there!" An elderly sunbather chuckles as he shuffles past. "Makes me jealous that mine's already grown up!"

"D-d-d-" Dorothea stammers.

"DAUGHTER?" Amy's jaw drops.

"Oh, am I mistaken?" The elderly man hesitates.

>Play along with it. Why not?
>Tell him he's a bit mistaken.
>Other

>>2304139
>Play along with it. Why not?

>>2304139
>Play along with it. Why not?

"One big happy family of sorts"

>>2304139
>Play along with it. Why not?

>>2304139
>>Play along with it. Why not?
This is actually a fairly good cover identity if we need to do anything.

>>2304139
>>Play along with it. Why not?

do we look that old?

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>>2304139
"Yep! She's quite the troublesome brat, but that's what makes her so loveable!" You laugh as you snag Amy with your arm and hug her close.

"Haha, how sweet!" The elderly man nods and he continues to shuffle off to his own business.

"What the heeeeeeell, Cap!" Amy groans.

"I admit, that's quite the amusing observation." Dorothea chuckles.

"You'd be the worst mom ever." Amy crosses her arms and huffs.

"And you'd be quite the annoying child." Dorothy responds haughtily.

You just figure that neither of them were doing a good job of refuting the elderly man's impression.

The three of you quickly get changed back into your casual wear and hitch a ride on a bus back to the spaceport. The trip was going to take a while due to all of the traffic caused by the crews on leave all rushing to get back to their ships, but you didn't mind. After all the of excitement of today, both Dorothea and Amy had fallen asleep, resting their heads on each of your shoulders.

You didn't mind at all.

>And that's it for tonight! Macross will be back to its regularly scheduled Friday this week! And don't forget Frontier Knight on Saturday!

>>2304139
>>>Play along with it. Why not?

>>2304157
What a comfy ending to this episode!

Thanks for running, Merc!

SEE YOU NEXT DECULTURE!

>>2304157
Seriously, how old are we?

Amy is like a teenage, we're are in ur mid twenties?

Do we look that old?

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>>2304167
Late twenties to early thirties.

The old guy's eyes just aren't very good.

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>>2304157
Thanks for the run, Boss.

>>2304157
Cheers for the thread OP! Was really sweet.

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>>2303913
Late to the party buuuuuut...

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>>2304208
Weeeeeeew

>>2304120
I wonder when the banteranons start to realize they're fucking things up.

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>>2304248
>>2304244
>Amy will remember this.

>>2306656
Well we should beg for forgiveness as soon as possible