>>2393365
>>...Why me?

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>>2393365
>...Why me?
Haha, time for decisions

>>2393365
>What’s going to happen to Rook?

>>2393365
>>What about the others in the squad?

Am curious as to why none of the others were considered.

Also, yay! Finally able to catch this quest live!

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>>2393373
Fucks sake that wasn't my image

>>2393365
>What’s going to happen to Rook?
>...Why me?
If Rook stays in Strike-1, it seems like he'll be a big potential for discord in the squad. Any time someone dies, he's going to fucking flip even more than average.

>>2393365
>What’s going to happen to Rook?

>>2393365
>...Why me?

>>2393365
>>What’s going to happen to Rook?

>>2393365
>What’s going to happen to Rook?

>>2393365
>...Why me?

>>2393365
>>What’s going to happen to Rook?

>>2393376
>>2393391
>>2393392
>>2393404
>>2393409
>>2393451
Rook it is, writing!

If we do get leadership, who should be our Number Two?

>>2393546
You might want to read the post again.

>>2393546
It says right in the post anon, Loki will be 2IC if we get in charge, and I dunno if Dozer wants to be in charge at all.

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“What’ll happen to Rook?” You ask. The idea of him not being Strike-1’s leader just doesn’t sit right with you. Sure, he may not have liked you much with how you act during battle but you did try your best to respect his command and orders.

“The simple answer is he’ll be demoted, but I can understand you want more than that.” The Commander says. “As you are both aware, even the soldiers of XCOM have cracked under the pressure. Moments of panic is unavoidable, given how this is not an easy war we are fighting. However, what Rook had done during the last mission was… different.”

You recall that look of shocking realization and the despair that had overwhelmed Rook the moment Babbler had died. It was one of the first things you heard once your ears had stopped ringing. It was bad but…

“His survival during XCOM’s first mission was integral. If he had died like the others in Delta Squad, the Council would have likely shut down XCOM entirely. But he didn’t, he had risen to the call and we’re here speaking to each other..” The Commander recollects.

You can hear Bradford gritting his teeth as the Commander speaks.

“Strike-1, as you know, is had never lost a man until recently… thanks to his leadership you had become my ‘A-Team’. If it wasn’t for the simple fact that XCOM needs everyone man and woman available right now I would’ve had put him in a non-combat role because of that.” The Commander sighs. “It’s disappointing really, I had so much more from him.”

“So Rook is to be a mere squad member now?” Loki says, speaking up.

“Yes. But, he won’t be participating combat for some time. He will be seen to by our psychiatric staff before being greenlit for combat again. I will not be having someone check out like that in combat again.” The Commander finishes.

You nod slowly at that. You can’t help but share some amount of sympathy for Rook. You could’ve almost had that yourself back in Vegas. But you didn’t. You can only imagine what he’s going through right now. You hadn’t seen the former squad leader since after disembarking from the Skyranger after all…

“Anyways, back to the subject at hand…” The Commander motions to the both of you.

“I will take the position if Dozer doesn’t want it.” Loki quietly speaks up. You turn to regard her, she gives you an apologetic look. “I don’t mean to put you on the spot but I can see the Commander’s reasoning for you.”

“Mm.” The Commander murmurs unreadable soft smile.

...What? You glance to both Loki AND the Commander. Was this…? You turn to Bradford to see if this was all part of some plan but he seems just as perplexed as you are. The Commander waits expectantly for your answer with the patience of a saint.

…It seems a very important decision rests on your shoulders. At the very least you have some time to consider, you guess.

>Answer the call.
>Refuse the call.

(This is a very important decision and a turning point in the quest so I’ll take longer than usual before I’ll call the vote!)

>>2393730
>Refuse the call.

>>2393730
>Answer the call.

>>2393730
>Refuse the call.
But we should probably take the lead in close quarter situations.

>>2393730
>>Answer the call.
MAN THE FUCK UP BROS HERE WE GO

>>2393730
>>Refuse the call.

I'm all for the Commander.

>>2393730
>Answer the call
let's do it

>>2393730
>Answer the call.

We've got field experience now, and now have a chance to actually attend officer school before we go back out. Now is definitely the time to rise up.

>>2393730
>>Answer the call.
"I'll take it until I'm dead or you find someone better."

>>2393730
>Answer the call.
With Loki as our 2IC we are in a good spot

>>2393730
>Answer the call.

We got our squad injured and almost got burnout killed. Yet somehow I think we're ready, we've learned from our mistakes.

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>>2393730
>Answer the call.

>>2393730
>>Answer the call.

>>2393730
>Answer the call.

>>2393730
>Refuse the call.
I like situational and small command more than squad tactical command. We're also less likely to completely fuck that up.

Not to mention that we're building up some deep seated berserker like rage for the ayys. Going tard rage mode in the middle of a command would spell bad things.

>>2393730
>>Refuse the call.

>>2393730
>Answer the call.

>>2393730
>>Refuse the call.
Naw, we tried before and it turned out shitty since players were excited but didn't have the mindset needed for picking the right options. We're better as back-up in case the main leader is down again, or for second-in-command if they need to split the squad momentarily.

>>2393730
>Answer the call.

>>2393730
>>Answer the call.

>>2393730
>>Answer the call.

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>>2393730
>>Refuse the call.

Loki is the veteran here, we need to earn our stripes a little more. Besides we DID just walk out of her quarters, people are going to be making it seem like we were handed our command because of our dick and not our brass balls.

If that makes sense.

>>2393730
>>Refuse the call.

Gonna call the vote here!

>>2393730
>>Refuse the call.
Maybe one day we can be leader,but today is not that day. I see us as a better second in command

>>2393730
>Refuse the call.

I'm fine with being a second-in-command.

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You wonder in the if the feeling of clear nervousness and concern you are feeling is normal. Did Captain Nguyen, your old squad leader, hesitate when he was promoted? Did Rook wonder if there was somebody better when he took the helm? When the Commander was given the task to lead the defense of Earth, did she wonder if she was the right person?

A myriad of other doubts swirl in your head like a churning whirlpool, trying to drag you down. But, despite all that you feel your body seem to act on its own. Like an out of body experience, you see yourself take a step forward and for a moment you feel a jerk of fear. The others in the room watch you closely.

And then something clicks.

A simple realization occurs to you, one that nearly makes you laugh. Before XCOM, the job you had was a dangerous one. Even before the aliens you were fighting a very different war. One that had broke many of your former team members because of how twisted the fighting was. Fighting through in some of the darkest places from some of the most ruthless criminals in the world. Did that stop you? Did that make you flinch?

No.

When the aliens came and killed so many of your old squad, when they had forced your own team to turn against you and Rachel, did you hesitate?

You didn’t.

You’ve stepped forward and faced every challenge head on. There was a thrill to it sure, and only now you’ve grown an even fonder desire to exterminate the alien threat. But the realization is simple, you’ve never backed down, why would you stop now?

You're ready for this, ready as you'll ever be.

“I’ll do it.” You say, sounding as convicted as you possible can. Your hair messy, you still have the remnants of your hangover, and pain in your chest, but god dammit you are answering this call.

“Good. Congratulations on your promotion, Strike-1 Actual.” The Commander smiles, very pleased by this outcome. Just like that, it’s done. For a second, your mind fancies the thought that perhaps the Commander had wanted this outcome.

“Thank you, Commander.” You say gratefully. You really hope you won’t let that smile down.

“I’m ready for your orders, Dozer.” Loki says, your second in command nodding to you and standing at attention. Seeing Loki respecting your newfound authority seems to make things all the more real.

Bradford quietly mulls this over but says nothing.

>You look forward for Loki’s help.
>You address Bradford directly, stating that you will not let XCOM down.
>You’re ready for the Commander’s orders.
>Other.

>>2394096
>>You address Bradford directly, stating that you will not let XCOM down.

Don't be aggressive about it, though.

>>2394096
>>You address Bradford directly, stating that you will not let XCOM down.
Don't make enemies with the bridge bunnies

>>2394096
>You look forward for Loki’s help.
>You’re ready for the Commander’s orders.
>Salute

Don't bother with Bradford. Words won't change his mind, actions will.

>>2394096
>You’re ready for the Commander’s orders.

>>2394096
>>You’re ready for the Commander’s orders.

>>2394096
>>You’re ready for the Commander’s orders.

>>2394096
>>You’re ready for the Commander’s orders.
The person truly in charge has never changed. We obey commands from the top down. Also need to thank her for this opportunity.

>>2394096
>You look forward for Loki’s help.
>You address Bradford directly, stating that you will not let XCOM down.

>>2394096
>You’re ready for the Commander’s orders.

>>2394111
>>2394115
>>2394120
>>2394127
>>2394134
>>2394147
Commander it is, writing!

Goddamn Dozer is a loyal acolyte

>>2394174
I mean, Bradford shuts up with one sentence. I think it's safe to say everyone is a convert.

I know I'd be a convert. I mean, C&C&A? Sign me up.

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Best to start things off on the right foot, it’s time to get to work.

“I’m ready for your orders, Commander.” You state as respectable as you can. You’ll thank Loki later and Bradford… well, you can deal with that later as well. If ever.

“Eager I see.” The Commander chuckles. “There are a few things I have in mind. None of them are too pressing for you yet. The teams that had participated in Gangplank will be put in reserve for reorganization. That should allow you the opportunity to get accustomed to your new position.”

The Commander nods to Bradford who begins to walk over to a file cabinet to get something.

“What’s going to happen to Strike-4?” Loki asks, speaking of the team that had been Code Blacked.

“Those that didn’t participate in the operation are likely going to be shuffled around into other squads. We’ll be short handed for some time.” The Commander shakes her head. “Which means once you’ve all had enough time to recuperate from the fatigue be prepared for action. For you Dozer, I would suggest either informing your squad of the change of leadership, taking some time to study in the newly constructed Officer Training School, or help in cleaning up the barracks.”

“You didn’t seem to mind that much…” You say very carefully.

“Not particularly, last night was a very good morale boost.” The Commander agrees. You try not to think of that in any other way but about the party. “But, the sooner things are back the normal the better. Plus, Dr. Vahlen is going to be very upset about her missing animal test subject after the excitement of the recent alien capture wears off.”

“She has been eagerly looking forward to that…” Bradford mutters as he walks over and presents to you a very serious looking classified manila folder. It specifically reads that it’s for team leads only. “Read that as possible, you’ll need to be brought up to speed on things return that to me or the Commander as soon as you are finished. Your eyes only.”

You nod, noting Bradford stressing the last part. You take the folder and hold it at your side. You do note a curious glance from Loki’s part on the contents but she’ll likely keep her curiosity aside.

>You’ll let ‘your’ team know about your promotion first. The sooner the better.
>The OTS seems like a good place to start. You’ll likely need the knowledge asap.
>You’ll take one for the team and get to sorting out the Barracks. Someone’s gotta do it.
>Other

>>2394225
>The OTS seems like a good place to start. You’ll likely need the knowledge asap.
Be the first guy in our squad to get a college education

>>2394225
>>You’ll take one for the team and get to sorting out the Barracks. Someone’s gotta do it.

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>>2394225

>You’ll let ‘your’ team know about your promotion first. The sooner the better.

lol school is for fags

>>2394225
>You’ll let ‘your’ team know about your promotion first. The sooner the better.

>>2394225
>You’ll let ‘your’ team know about your promotion first. The sooner the better.

>>2394225
>>The OTS seems like a good place to start. You’ll likely need the knowledge asap.
Get ready for the job

>>2394225
>>You’ll let ‘your’ team know about your promotion first. The sooner the better.

Clear the air and let them know whats up, we can always head over to the OTS after.

>>2394225
>The OTS seems like a good place to start. You’ll likely need the knowledge asap.

>>2394225
>>You’ll let ‘your’ team know about your promotion first. The sooner the better.

Probably better if they aren't surprised by this when we go for a mission.

>>2394246
>>2394252
>>2394253
>>2394255
>>2394258
>>2394279
Letting the team know it is, writing!

>>2394225
>You’ll let ‘your’ team know about your promotion first. The sooner the better.
Man fuck cleaning while hungover.

>>2394225
>find sweet and get an IV to help our hangover

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“I think I’ll let the others know first.” You say.

“Sounds like a good idea.” The Commander agrees. “Unless there’s any other questions, you’re both dismissed. Congratulations again, Dozer.”

With that, both you and Loki salute and turn to take your leave. You catch out of the corner of your eye Bradford turning to likely speak frankly about your new promotion as you exit. Despite his clear doubts for your position you don’t really feel that much animosity to XCOM’s Central Officer. You keep the folder assigned to you close at hand, careful to not drop it.

“Central is probably just upset he’s missing his precious sweater.” Loki says slyly as you both begin to head back to the barracks. You chuckle at that.

“He did sound a lot grumpier.” You agree, rubbing your forehead. You're still hung over. “He practically sounds like a different person.”

You can only wonder where and more importantly how Bradford's sweater was removed from his person. That sweater is practically inseparable to the Central Officer.

“That he does.” Loki concurs, idly brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. “It shouldn’t be that difficult to get everyone together, I know where some of the squad’s usually is.”

“Good.” You nod, the conversation trailing off as the both of you walk through the base. Loki seems rather fine with your decision all things considered, which you feel better about. Still, you’ve never really got to know much of the enigmatic British Engineer. Best to start now.

>Does she have any tips? Being 2IC for Strike-1 for some time now must mean she picked up a few things about the squad.
>Is she really OK with this? You’re thankful but you feel that she conceded the promotion rather quickly...
>Come to think of it, she’s basically your secretary now. Ask her if she’ll be getting you coffee everyday now.
>Other.

>>2394346
>>Is she really OK with this? You’re thankful but you feel that she conceded the promotion rather quickly...

>>2394346
>>Is she really OK with this? You’re thankful but you feel that she conceded the promotion rather quickly...

>>2394346
>>Is she really OK with this? You’re thankful but you feel that she conceded the promotion rather quickly...

>>2394346
>>Is she really OK with this? You’re thankful but you feel that she conceded the promotion rather quickly...

>>2394225
>You’ll let ‘your’ team know about your promotion first. The sooner the better.

>>2394347
>>2394354
>>2394357
>>2394358
Asking it is, writing!

Might take a bit since having a late dinner, so standby

>>2394346
>>Does she have any tips? Being 2IC for Strike-1 for some time now must mean she picked up a few things about the squad.

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“Hey, are you really alright with this Loki?” You say, bringing up the topic sooner rather than later. “I’m not saying I’m not thankful for the opportunity, far from it, it’s just…”

“Mm.” Loki hums neutrally as you try to find the right words.

“...You seemed really quick on the draw.”

“As I said before, The Commander seemed to have already made the decision. I wouldn’t want to get in the way of that.” Loki reiterates before she turns to look at you with that sly smile of hers. “Besides, you seemed to have earned the Commander’s approval in more ways than one.”

“Woah woah woah! Hold on a second there!” You quickly hold your hands up at that, trying to think of a way to defend yourself. “I don’t-- It just-- it’s not what you think. We didn’t do anything, I’m pretty sure about it!”

“Not completely sure? My my… it must have been quite the night.”

“What!? No! Look I don’t remember what happened last night!” You hastily concede. “I blacked out and just… look we’re changing the topic here. I’m talking about you not me!”

Loki chuckles again,and shakes her head. She’s almost infuriating, but at the same time what more can you expect from her? She’s already spun this conversation around like a spider spinning a web. You grunt at that and expect to hear more expert ribbing but Loki relents and starts to slow down.

“I'm just preparing you for the worst, the others are going to be more demanding." She says with that slight smile of hers. "Think of it as practice to improve your case."

You sigh, that is true. It's going to be worst with the others and if you're going to be as tongue tied as that so easily you'll stand no chance.

"I'll give you that." You grumble.

"To answer your question... it just seemed like the right decision.” Loki says. She really does sound genuine at that, but still is as usual rather vague on the topic. She’s just as unreadable as before, but there’s definitely something more going on.

>Leave it be. She’ll explain in time. Maybe.
>Press her. Be firm about it, you really do want to know.
>Order her. You’ll likely get your answer but...
>Other.

>>2394476
>>Press her. Be firm about it, you really do want to know.

>>2394476
>Press her

>>2394476
>Press her. Be firm about it, you really do want to know.
Nothing like a little transparency

>>2394476
>>Leave it be. She’ll explain in time. Maybe.

>>2394476
>Other.
>Tease it out
No thats mean, you cant just tease me with that then drop it

>>2394476
>>Leave it be. She’ll explain in time. Maybe.

>>2394476
>Leave it be. She’ll explain in time. Maybe.
>Other.
"You enjoy keeping your cards close to your chest don't you? Well I'm not going to press, but I'd like to hear the full answer sometime."

>>2394476
>>Leave it be. She’ll explain in time. Maybe.

>>2394499
>>2394513
>>2394529
>>2394533
Leaving it be it is, writing!

>>2394476
>>Leave it be. She’ll explain in time. Maybe.

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“You enjoy keeping your cards close to your chest don’t you?” You say shaking your head.

Loki doesn’t comment.

“Well, I’m not going to press, but I’d like to hear the full answer sometime.” You finish.

“Sometime. Sometime soon.” Loki says. You nearly miss it with how hard of a read Loki is but you do see a bit of legitimate gratitude at not being pressed on the topic. Loki continues to be a mystery, but at the very least it’s not that bad.

The both of you make your way back to the still fairly trashed barracks. Seeing the sight is enough to compound your headache as the finest of humanity has to offer against the aliens menace attempt to ride their own collective hangover. Having a better look of the place, it really was quite the crazy night. Some of the guys struggle to move some of the bunks back in place while others attempt to collect the collection of bottles from the likely depleted bar. Everyone is keeping a wide berth of the goat who has now staked a part of the barracks as its own territory.

“I’ll get the others.” Loki says.

You nod and idly pick up one of the rubber chickens, giving it a squeeze. It lets a pained soft cry. You shake your head and chuck in a box where several are being collected. Several chicken based squeaks and light screams are heard as the impact.

The squad is rounded up, sans Rook, Rachel, and Burnout. The others are what you’d expect. Hungover and curious about what happened with you and The Commander. It looks like the rumors from the other staff have already caught up to the barracks.

“You know, you really are suicidal, Dozer. You’re getting to be a lost cause to me at this rate.” Sweet says with a laugh. “An absolute madman.”

“Congratulations…” Harita murmurs, finding it difficult to look you in the eyes.

“Some of the other soldiers have been using your nickname… creatively.” Zhang calmly says. Sitting with perfect posture and without even a hint of a hangover.

“Ahaha yeah, what a crazy night, right? Ugh...” Naru says… somewhat suspiciously. She’s clearly the most hungover of the group.

“Shut it.” Peppermint immediately dismisses the chatter with a glare. “What do you want? I'm busy.”

“Dozer, if you would.” Loki walks over to stand beside you. That raises a few eyebrows.

“Huh, her too…? Damn dude.” Naru gapes. She doesn’t get to say anything else as she’s walloped by a rubber chicken. Her yelp of surprise is nearly as loud as the pained panicked cry of the chicken. "Ow! Screw you too bitch! Watch the eye!”

Loki remains at ease but with a slight look of satisfaction, looking like she didn’t throw the chicken at all. It was an accurate throw as Loki hit her clearly on the other side of the Rocketeer’s injury. Loki waits for you expectantly, wanting to dash that particular rumor rather quickly.

>Be direct, no need dancing around it.
>Lead into it, they probably won’t believe you at first.
>Defend yourself, you can’t think straight if you keep having to hear all these absurd rumors.
>Other.

>>2394603
>“Some of the other soldiers have been using your nickname… creatively.”
Goddammit, guys. What will we do without them?

>>2394603
>>Lead into it, they probably won’t believe you at first.

>>2394603
>Defend yourself, you can’t think straight if you keep having to hear all these absurd rumors.

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>...And it looks like things have slowed down for now, so I think I'm going to call it here for tonight on my end. I'll be pretty busy this weekend but I'll try and post when I can. So until next post...

Thanks for playing!

>>2394603
>Be direct, no need dancing around it.

>>2394603
>Be direct, no need dancing around it.

>>2394603
>>Defend yourself, you can’t think straight if you keep having to hear all these absurd rumors.
I swear NOTHING HAPPENED.

>>2394603
>Lead into it, they probably won’t believe you at first

>>2394603
>Be direct, no need dancing around it.
>Defend yourself, you can’t think straight if you keep having to hear all these absurd rumors.
These both seem the same to me desu

>>2394603
>>Be direct, no need dancing around it.
As your XO wants.

>>2393365
Out of curiosity, what is Zhang going to be ?
We're short a Rocketeer and a Gunner.(and whatever Rook was)

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>>2394713
My bad for not making it that clear, Being Direct means straight up saying you're the new squad leader. Defending yourself is trying to get them to stop thinking Dozer is some Casanova after everything.

>>2394720
Zhang's a Gunner and Rook's an Infantry. Zhang chose to skip the Rookie phase as much like in the games you got him with a few extra ranks. It hasn't made him that popular among the troops for skipping the rookie phase!

>>2394603
>Be direct, no need dancing around it.

>>2394603
>>Defend yourself, you can’t think straight if you keep having to hear all these absurd rumors.

>>2394603
>Defend yourself, you can’t think straight if you keep having to hear all these absurd rumors.
>Be direct, no need dancing around it.
Both please.

>>2394603
>Be direct
They won't believe us but it is the truth.

>>2394603
>>Be direct, no need dancing around it.

>>2394603
>Be direct, no need dancing around it.
Business first.

Then
>Defend yourself
"So can anyone that didn't get blackout drunk explain what happened to me last night. One minute I was making toasts on a keg and next I was waking up in the Commander's room. And before you say something I was fully clothed and the room was pristine so I'm 100% sure nothing happened. I'm just missing the How and the Why. Throw me a bone, it's been a terrifying morning."

>>2394603
>>>Defend yourself, you can’t think straight if you keep having to hear all these absurd rumors.
>>Be direct, no need dancing around it.

>>2394991
That's all fine except for the bit about the clothes, we noted they'd been changed from our kit to our fatigues at some point.

>>2394991
>fully clothed
fully clothed sex
>pristine
The Commander cleans up thoroughly after every coiyus

>>2395706
Aren't our fatigues under our gear or is that the BDU? If it's the former it would be simple enough to get Dozer out of the armor and tuck him. If it's the latter...well we can use our imagination.

>>2396173
I'd put a ring on that.

>>2396185
Nope, fatigues are in garrison. BDU is Battle Dress Uniform. So... imgaination time.

Calling the vote here!

>>2396348
?

>>2398828
Means he allows no further voting, thats all. He will be bck whn he has time to continue.

He also didn't say something like, "calling the vote, writing".

>>2398979
He also has a different ID. Perhaps this is a false Pixel?

Has the same trip code. Could always be from phone or laptop.

>>2401528
true

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(Apologies for the delay but I now I can post! And that was in fact me posting earlier.)

“Alright everyone settle down, before we talk about last night I need to say thing important” You look among the group who do calm down sensing how serious you are. You take a breath. “Rook’s been... demoted and I’m the new squad leader now.”

The announcement hangs in the air. You resist the urge to frown, a part of you was expecting this they wouldn’t believe you. Hell you wouldn’t believe it yourself if it wasn’t given directly by the Command--

“Son of a bitch, he might be telling the truth.” Sweet speaks up.

“Eh? How can you be so sure?” Naru says suspiciously. “I mean it does sound pretty convincing but…”

“I believe it. He does not seem like the type of person to lie.” Zhang nods.

“You barely even know any of us, how would you know?” Naru raises an eyebrow at the new recruit.

Harita places a hand over her mouth at the revelation speechless while Peppermint tilts her head for a moment to gauge if your sincerity before nodding. It seems Peppermint is somewhat impressed by this.

“I’m not kidding here, I’m really... is anyone even listening to me?” You try and get their attention once again, but the rest of the squad is talking among themselves. You grit your teeth and get ready to try and yank them back to attention before Loki taps you on the shoulder.

“Allow me.” She says.

“Be my guest.” You answer, motioning to the squad.

Loki whistles sharply, reigning in the squad. You give her a nod of thanks.

“It’s the truth, you can bring it up with the Commander if you want and Loki here can confirm it.” You say again. “Let’s make this work alright?”

“Works for me.” Peppermint shrugs.

The others are in agreement, the leadership change is still a challenge to take in but there isn’t any objections. That’s good. That’s a difficult initial hurdle out of the way. Right, time to get down to the first order of business as squad leader, figuring out what the hell you did last night.

(Part 1 / 2)

“So can anyone that didn't get blackout drunk explain what happened to me last night? One minute I was making toasts on a keg and next I was... waking up in the Commander's room.” You… reluctantly give that last bit, but you might as well be truthful with the squad.

“And before you say anything I was fully clothed and the room was pristine so I'm 100% sure nothing happened. I'm just missing the How and the Why. Throw me a bone here, it's been a terrifying morning.”

The squad looks at each other.

“You were quite loud last night and very distracting.” Peppermint grunts. “Several of the others were going on and on about how you were trying to be king of the mattress fight club or some such.”

“Fight club...?” You blink, looking over at the bunks being rearranged back to normal.

“Nah, from what I heard Dozer had teamed with Naru and some other guys snuck off somewhere, likely to do something very stupid.” Sweet says. Any doubts of its credibility is increased as Naru hastily speaks up.

“Bullshit! Why the hell would we do that!? I’m impaired!” Naru hastily says, attempting to use her injury in an attempt to cover up something. She’s not exactly sounding convincing.

“Sneaking off…?” You don’t like the sound of that.

“You are both wrong.” Zhang shakes his head. “Our new leader was busy last night for other reasons. I had overheard that he had approached many of the women in an attempt to… how do you say… ‘woo’ them?”

“What!?” That doesn’t sound like you at all! You look at the others of the squad, and the women within your squad give you neutral looks at that.

What the hell did you do last night? These are all a bit hard to stomach... do you even want to know more?

>Fight club? They can’t be serious.
>Sneaking off? To do what?
>Flirting? You’re better than that… right?
>On second thought, you don’t even want to know anymore.
>Other

>>2402842
> [X] On second thought, you don’t even want to know anymore.

>>2402842
>>Sneaking off? To do what?

>>2402842
>Ok, give me details, all of them, one at a time.
>Peppermint you do first, then Sweet and Naru, Then Zhang.
>If I am going to need to do damage control I need to know what I stepped in and how deep.
>Also Loki, Sweet, Peppermint, if I ever get this drunk again, slap me.

>>2402842
>Sneaking off? To do what?
Naru's acting overly defensive, and there are many stupid things that don't require depth perception.

>>2402842
>>On second thought, you don’t even want to know anymore.
There are things man weren't meant to know, this is one of them.

>>2402842
>Sneaking off? To do what?

>>2402842
>>Sneaking off? To do what?

>>2402842
This
>>2402871

>>2402842
>On second thought, you don’t even want to know anymore.

>>2402842
>Other
None of those explain how I ended up where I ended up. Did any of you see that bit?"

>>2402842
Changing to this
>>2402871

Calling the vote here!

Ok, you might as well get everything and then figure out how the hell you’re going to fix the rest. As tempting it is to just wash your hands clean of this it’s probably best to know how deep in the shit you’re in so you can do damage control if need be.

“I need the details, all of them, one at at a time.” You say.

Peppermint groans at that.

“Well it’s a good thing I’m going to ask you first, Peppermint. Tell me about what happened with that fight club. Sweet and Naru, I want to know what happened next. And no, you’re not squirming your way out of this.” You narrow your eyes at the Rocketeer. Who was attempting to excuse herself out of the conversation as quietly as possible.

“Alright alright! I was-- just stretching that’s all!” Naru throws her hands up to do and sits back down.

“Mm.” Loki hums, unimpressed. Naru is apparently pretty bad at lying.

“After that… Zhang tell me what happened.” You almost don’t want to ask, but you did say you’re going to find out everything...

“Very well.” He agrees

“Oh, and one last thing. Loki, Sweet, Peppermint, if I ever get this blackout stupid drunk again, slap me.” You sigh, taking a seat preparing yourself for what’s probably going to give you an even worse headache than your hangover. Harita gives you a sympathetic look.

“This is fine with me.” Loki chuckles.

“You might need a bit more than just a slap to snap you out of it, just saying. Probably have to go through the works to sober you up.” Sweet crosses his arms sternly, partly acting as the bemused medic that he is.

“Can we move this along? I’m missing my morning workout.” Peppermint grunts.

“We’re all ears. We wouldn’t want to keep you dallying.” Loki motions for the Sniper. Peppermint rolls her eyes at that.

“...Very well. While I begrudgingly admit it was my idea to get you to drink. I did not expect you would go at it so… voraciously.” Peppermint frowns slightly at the attention she’s being given by the squad. “When things had become rowdy I attempted to get some rest but the ‘fight club’ had already formed. Sparring is acceptable sure, but I found the whole ordeal rather barbaric. From the cheers I heard and from what I overheard after… you were quite the popular contestant…”

As you listen, your mind begins to refill in the blanks…

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Last night, XCOM Barracks, The ‘PILLOW’ Fight Club

There’s something mesmerizing hearing the cheer of the crowd. The bloodlust for victory and the cries of defeat. It’s an incredible thrill. Was this amazing sensation what the gladiators of ancient rome felt? Your envious and glad at the same time to experience this. This is the thrill of battle.

You pin your challenger on the mat, pulling his arm back in a lock as the crowd of soldiers and onlookers whoop and holler around you. Your opponent, a burly swedish Rocketeer from Strike-7 is completely at your mercy belting out curses in swedish. It’s like music to your ears.

You pull back harder, but not too hard to dislocate his arm, shutting the Rocketeer’s cries with a yelp. With his free hand he finally relents, slamming it repeatedly onto the mattress arena. Tapping out in defeat. You let go of the man and let out a shout of victory. The crowd goes wild and winnings and losses are traded among the totally not betting crowd.

“Lionheart is down! Dozer wins again!” The bubbly and attractive brunette medic from Strike-3 announces the call to crowd. She raises your hand up to your adoring fans before wandering over and rolling the wheezing loser out of the ring.

“Who's next!? The champion’s belt is mine and mine alone!” You challenge pointing to the trio of scrambling engineers trying to fasten some sort of wrestling champion’s belt out of the random crap in the barracks.

“We’re not done yet!” One of them shouts back, his face obscured by a welding mask. They’ve holed themselves up in a corner to do their important task, even managed to sneak in some tools from Engineer to make it perfect..

“...Well, when the belt’s done it’ll be mine! Beer me!” You shout. Someone tosses you another can, which you start to chug. The crowd cheers.

“I challenge you!” A familiar female voice calls out, the crowd hushes and parts ways for the new contestant.

You turn and face the new opponent. It’s Loco, the spanish infantry who helped you take the Battleship.. Her hips sway seductively as she slips into the ring, ducking through the octogan ring of bunk beds that make the ring. Several of the soldiers cheer, and a few of them wolf whistle (both male and female). She grins at you.

“Very well! I accept the challenge! Someone hold my beer!” You toss it back behind you and crack your knuckles.

“Alright!” The medic ref steps back into the ring. “Same rules as before! No hits below the belt and no groping. Save that shit for outside the ring. Everything else is free game! Ready… fight!”

The crowd cheers and you can definitely don’t hear the sounds of a new round of betting as you eye your opponent. Loco smiles at you, as the both of you walk in a circle, waiting to see who goes first. She beckons you over.

>Oblige. Go on the Assault, it’s your class after all!
>Oh no no no, ladies first. Offer her to take the first swing.
>Other

>>2403345
>>Oblige. Go on the Assault, it’s your class after all!

>>2403345
>Oblige. Go on the Assault, it’s your class after all!

>>2403345
>>Oblige. Go on the Assault, it’s your class after all!

>>2403345
>>Other
Feint a couple of times to see how fast she is.

>>2403345
>>Oblige. Go on the Assault, it’s your class after all!

>>2403345
>Oblige. Go on the Assault, it’s your class after all!

>>2403345
>>Oblige. Go on the Assault, it’s your class after all!
Loco's an assault too isn't she? She just has a speed advantage from being smaller but a strength disadvantage because we're male.

>>2403345
>Oblige. Go on the Assault, it’s your class after all!

Seems pretty unanimous, calling the vote here!

>>2394476
Why do they call these clothes "fatigues"anyway ?

I have the worst worry that Rachel will go Winter Soldier on us and become the leader of her own XCOM Strike Team.

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Well, if Loco wants you to go first, you’ll be more than happy to oblige. It’s pretty thoughtful for her to give you the first move and essentially let you win. Sure your vision and balance is just a tad wobbly but it’s clearly a self-imposed handicap to give the other opponents a chance and nothing else.

You’re totally not drunk, just a bit buzzed at worst.

You’ll have to thank Loco personally after the bout for letting you keep your sweet sweet prize. With a grin of your own you rush her. You belt out a battle cry as you close the distance as if you were running and gunning an alien. All that’s missing is your scatterlaser!

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2404658
SUPLEX!

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2404658

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2404658

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2404658

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>>2404675
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>>2404522
The worst I can see is her taking the whole "I didn't ask for this" approach, though even then, it's not like she's augmenting her entire body like a MEC Trooper.

>>2404701
That's what all the MEC troopers say when then start off.

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You close the gap and begin to grapple her, faster than she can react. Within moments you’ve slammed her onto the collection of mattresses with a loud thud with a textbook suplex. Cheers explode from the crowd as your martial prowess gets you the immediate upper hand.

Loco however isn’t going to concede as quickly as you hope as the both of you thrash about on the ground. While you are clearly dictating the fight from your position on top of her, every inch you gain on her is hard fought. It’s only a matter of time however until you simply tire her out.

“Nngh! A little rough, don’t you think?” Loco smiles at you through gritting teeth, loud enough for only you to hear.

“Well, isn’t… this what you asked for?” You reply grabbing one her arms for an arm lock. Slowly but surely you’re managing to pull it into position, despite her best efforts to resist.

“Nngh! It’d just be rather... anticlimatic if you just won! Where's the fun in that?” Loco grunts beads of sweat glistening on her forehead. “Let’s give them a proper show!”

“Well then, it looks like this might be a quick one!” The medic ref shouts over the rowdy crowd. “Looks like she’s about to tap out!”

The spanish woman’s fatigue from the battle earlier is quickly catching up. You manage to get Loco in the arm lock and you’re clearly about to win. However, you pause to take a look around and can see the crowd’s enthusiasm is dropping. They did expected a good fight, not a quick boring victory. You could give Loco another go and appease the crowd but you could be risking the title. And she DID ask for this…

>Relent and give her a chance to have a go. Sway the crowd in your favor.
>Finish her and be done with it. All that matters to you is the belt.
>Other

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>>2404772
>Relent and give her a chance to have a go. Sway the crowd in your favor.

>>2404772
>>Finish her and be done with it. All that matters to you is the belt.
This isn't Pro wrestling. If you can't handle the heat, get out of the kitchen.

>>2404772
>Relent and give her a chance to have a go. Sway the crowd in your favor.

>>2404772
>>Finish her and be done with it. All that matters to you is the belt.
She'd probably get the upper hand on us right after we let go

>>2404772
>>Relent and give her a chance to have a go. Sway the crowd in your favor.

>>2404772
>Finish her
>SUPLEX!

>>2404772
>Relent and give her a chance to have a go. Sway the crowd in your favor.

>>2404772
>Finish her and be done with it. All that matters to you is the belt.

>>2404772
>>Relent and give her a chance to have a go. Sway the crowd in your favor.

>>2404772
>>Other
>Let her win, but she owes you one

>>2404772

>Relent and give her a chance to have a go. Sway the crowd in your favor

>>2404772
>>Relent and give her a chance to have a go. Sway the crowd in your favor.

>>2404772
>Relent and give her a chance to have a go. Sway the crowd in your favor.

>>2404772
>>Finish her and be done with it. All that matters to you is the belt.

Calling the vote here!

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“Never really pegged you as the type to care about what people think.” You say to her as you weigh the options in your head.

“I... was a dancer when I... was younger!” Loco barely manages to reply back. You find that hard to believe but you’ve heard worse while having a conversation with someone you’re attempting to pin.

You juggle the decision in your head for a few more seconds before letting out a grunt. The disinterest rising in the crowd is enough to force your hand. Curse her.

“... Oh fine. Let’s give them a show.” You say, and you purposefully loosen your grip. Just enough to let Loco elbow you in the chest and scramble out as you catch you breath. Ow. You rub your chest, you’ll probably need to ask that medic to look you over after this.

“Oho! Looks like Loco isn’t out of the fight yet!” The medic exclaims. The crowd perks up instantly, the enthusiasm shooting back up to a fever pitch. They’ll be getting their money’s worth, the money that is totally not being used for bets.

Loco rolls her shoulders and begins to jump slightly in place, adopting back a fighting stance with that mischievous and strange smile of hers. It almost makes her look a bit unhinged. You smirk back, cracking your neck and preparing for another go. A few moments pass before the both of you lunge for each other, clashing once again with the excitement of the crowd to spurn you both on. Win or lose, this’ll be one to remember.

They will be entertained.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2405165

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2405165

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2405165

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>>2405168
...

Loco best girl

>>2405168
>>2405169
>>2405173
This is what you get for showboating.

>>2405189
untrue

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The both of you collide with one another, attempting to get the upper hand. The initial clash lasts longer than you expected, as you attempting to get a good foothold and tilt the balance of power your way. This time around neither of you manage to get the advantage at first. It eventually turns into a literal tug of war, grappling one another in an attempt to bring the other to the ground. Loco holds her ground.. You are surprised, when did she suddenly have this burst of reserve energy? Was she just biding her time?

You grit your teeth and dig your feet into the mattress. She may have been holding back but you simply outclass her in the pure strength department. Time to end this. With a surge of strength you again manage to slam her onto the ground. While it’s quickly exhausted you in the effort, you have her now.

“No second chances for you this time.” You grin. “You’re not going anywhere.”

All you need to do is hold her long enough before she taps nice and--

She suddenly starts to look at you very very differently. A sultry and inviting look is written on her face that even causes you to pause. With how close you are to her and how your bodies are pressed against each other…

The shouts and cheers of the crowd are drowned out as, despite being pinned down Loco manages to lean forward, moving to the side of your head. You can feel her warm breath against your neck. Your hairs begin to stand as a shiver goes down your body. What the hell is she doing!?

And then she speaks. No. Whispers into your ear.

“Ay Papi…!” She moans. She begins to gently nibble on your ear.

Your eyes bulge and you completely lose it for a second. The opportunistic Infantry has targeted you in a vital point for a critical hit. Your wits completely thrown out the window in that one moment as your legs buckle and your grip goes slack.

The simple opening is all she needs.

The next thing you know it, you’re the one pinned down as Loco easily capitalizes and swiftly overtakes you in one fell swoop. You’re simply too stunned to do anything as the medic counts you out. Just like that, your adoring loving fans have moved on and found a new champion to cheer for.

“Loco wins!” The medic hollers, shooting up the Infantry’s hand into the air.

All you can do is lay there on the mat staring up at the ceiling blankly, dumbly. Loco leans over to look down at you, winks seductively, and then goes back to soaking up the cheers from the crowd. You are unceremoniously rolled out of the ring like last weeks trash…

Loco would later win the belt, soundly defeating the other competitors before her.

You never did get a chance to get a look at the belt when it was finished...

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(Part 1 / 2)

“...And finally you had soundly lost to that Infantry. it was a complete upset.” Peppermint finishes, idly brushing aside a loose strand of blonde hair in front of her face. “Apparently.”

“Impressive, I wouldn’t have expected an Infantry to beat an Assault in close quarters.” Loki muses.

“I’m surprised you both didn’t get even more injured during that.” Harita shakes her head.

“Yeah…” You say, a bit horrified as you realized what had really happened once your memory started to come return from the retelling. The others don’t seem to realize and you are quite thankful. You kinda regret remembering that.

“So that is why she was wearing that strange belt all morning…” Zhang comments, scratching his chin thoughtfully. “Interesting.”

“That’s all I had heard.” Peppermint crosses her arms at you.

“Alright, thanks Peppermint, you’re dismissed.” You nod to her. The sniper wastes no time making herself scarce.

You shake your head, trying to come to terms with that. Sure you’re a competitive type as much as the next person, but turning into some wannabe gladiator was not what you expected from yourself. It’s… making you wary about finding out more about last night.

“Oh hey! Dozer looks like he’s had his fill of storytime. We should totally call it here, right guys?” Naru chimes in, seeing through your wariness.

“Really?” Sweet crosses his arms, a look of disapproval on his face.

“There’s always later! We should, like, help out with cleaning the barracks, right?” Naru hastily throws in, looking at you with a hint of desperation.

After hearing the first story… do you actually even want to know more now? Maybe it’s best to call it here, like Naru is suggesting. You can always get the details out from her privately at some other date. Then again… despite being rather embarrassed by that first recount, you still remain unfortunately curious for the rest of your blackout escapades.

>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.
>Call it for now. This is a bit too much for you to deal with right now.
>Other

>>2405347
>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.

>>2405347
>>Call it for now. This is a bit too much for you to deal with right now.

>>2405347
>>Call it for now. This is a bit too much for you to deal with right now.
Its proabably worse than the last one and I don't know if poor Dozer can handle it.

>>2405347
>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.

>>2405347
>>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.
This is the most interesting one.

>>2405368
>Straddling and getting straddled by a hot girl
>Bad

>>2405347
>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.

>>2405347
>>Call it for now. This is a bit too much for you to deal with right now.

>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.

>>2405347
>>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.

>>2405347
>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.

>>2405347
>>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.

>>2405347
>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.

>>2405347
>>Get Naru to spill the beans. You’ve already started, you’ll go through with the memories.
We're getting to the bottom of everything Today young lady.

Calling it here!

Loco a shit, should have beat her ass when we had the chance.

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“You’re going anywhere until you start talking.” You narrow your eyes, crossing your arms. You’re not stopping till you get the as full of a picture of your crazy night and if Naru has to get partly embarrassed as much as you’ve been you decide it’s a completely acceptable loss.

“Uhhh-” Naru, glances about before Loki firmly places her hand on the Rocketeer’s shoulder. She starts to squeeze. “Ow ow! Ok ok! Look, all I’m asking is for a bit of confidentiality here! T-this totally doesn’t have to leave Strike-1, right guys?”

“We’ll see about that once you start talking.” You say.

“This’ll be good.” Sweet smirks, kicking back for this.

“Well alright so… when I drink too much I kiiinda become a bit of a party girl.” Naru says, her eye darting about in paranoia. “I uh… I get a bit crazy and I may have this tiny problem of never backing down from a challenge no matter how stupid or suicidal. It’s kinda a small weakness of mine, I’ll admit!”

“It seems to be a problem from the sounds of it.” Zhang comments.

“Man screw you! In my defense Dozer has it also!” Naru explains pointing to you. “Er… no offense.”

“...Really?” You frown, already not liking where this is going.

“Yeah! We both kinda egged each other on all night to try and one up the other. In fact… it was your idea for what we did!” You’re about to say something until you realize that Naru is clearly telling the truth. Judging by how she’s been acting she wanted to dodge talking about what happened and had hoped you’d toss her a bone.

“What happened…?” Harita asks.

“W-Well…” Naru fidgets, preparing as best as she can for retelling the tale.

>It was a grand heist. The greatest ever committed within XCOM yet.
>It was a daring jailbreak. A rescue attempt of epic proportions.
>It was a dangerous expedition into the unknown. Entering a place no trooper has ever ventured before.

>>2405835
>>It was a daring jailbreak. A rescue attempt of epic proportions.

>>2405835
>It was a daring jailbreak. A rescue attempt of epic proportions.
We saved the Goat lads!

>>2405835
>>It was a dangerous expedition into the unknown. Entering a place no trooper has ever ventured before.

Were we both shoved into a closet for 5 minutes in heaven?

>>2405835
>It was a dangerous expedition into the unknown. Entering a place no trooper has ever ventured before.
The Commanders bedroom perhaps?

>>2405835
>It was a daring jailbreak. A rescue attempt of epic proportions.

>>2405835
>It was a dangerous expedition into the unknown. Entering a place no trooper has ever ventured before.
A raid on Vahlen's secret lab?

>>2405835
>It was a daring jailbreak. A rescue attempt of epic proportions.
Hello goat.

>>2405835
>>It was a dangerous expedition into the unknown. Entering a place no trooper has ever ventured before.

>>2405835
>Dangerous expedition
Vahlen's lab: The final frontier

If we save the Goat we should keep it and have it become Strike 1's official mascot

>>2405835
>It was a dangerous expedition into the unknown. Entering a place no trooper has ever ventured before.

>>2405835
>It was a grand heist. The greatest ever committed within XCOM yet.

>>2405835
>>It was a dangerous expedition into the unknown. Entering a place no trooper has ever ventured before.

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>>2405835
>It was a grand heist. The greatest ever committed within XCOM yet.
Bradford's Sweater

>>2406007
Abort that shit.
We're already on his shit list, I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night with Central's hands on our throat.

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>>2406008
Lewd.

>>2405835
>>It was a dangerous expedition into the unknown. Entering a place no trooper has ever ventured before.

>>2405835
>It was a daring jailbreak. A rescue attempt of epic proportions.

>>2405835
>>It was a daring jailbreak. A rescue attempt of epic proportions.

>>2405835
>It was a grand heist. The greatest ever committed within XCOM yet.

>>2405835
>>>It was a daring jailbreak. A rescue attempt of epic proportions.
>(e.g. they were so drunk they tried to free the Muton.

>>2405835
>>It was a dangerous expedition into the unknown. Entering a place no trooper has ever ventured before.

>>2405835
>>It was a daring jailbreak. A rescue attempt of epic proportions.

>>2405835
>It was a grand heist. The greatest ever committed within XCOM yet.

We Persona 5 now lads

>>2405835
>Grand Heist
Mission: Impossibly Soft

Calling it here!

>>2405835
>>It was a daring jailbreak. A rescue attempt of epic proportions.

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>>2406377
>Life Will Change intensifies

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Last might, XCOM Barracks, The Bar

“Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!”

You and the others chant around a certain Rocketeer in a tight huddle. Before your very eyes, Naru completely downs the entire bottle of ‘Uncle Shen’s’ hot sauce.

The elderly Chief Engineer not only gives the troops fancy new toys but also on occasion can cook up a mean stir fry. He apparently learned to cook for his kid. This has of course won him even more popularity in the base. Shen had cautioned others that his custom made sauce is best enjoyed in small doses. While sweet and tangy it burns as hot as plasma.

Despite all of that you and the others can only look in utter disbelief as Naru KILLS the entire pilfered bottle without even faltering.

“Hyagh!” Naru slams the empty bottle onto the ground to triumphant fanfare. Her cheeks are a bright crimson red, her good eye is tearing up, and she looks like she's melting but the aura of victory around her shines brighter than the pain.

“Holy shit! The absolute madwoman actually did it!” Someone says.

Her satisfaction doesn't last forever however as the pain sets in.Your waste no time and attemp to help to your wavering squadmate. You move to the side and grab the coldest beer you can find out of the rapidly emptying fridge in the bar.

“Toss it!” She shouts at you holding her arms up, clearly overheating. She's a bit aways.

“But your ey-”

“Just do it!” Naru coughs and wheezes.

“If you say so…” You cautiously toss it to her.

“Shit! Fuck! Ass!” Naru swears wildly as she fumbles and bounces the beer in the air a few times before she manages to catch it, loss of depth perception be damned. Cracking open it open she downs the booze, cooling off thanks to the sweet alcoholic nectar within. More cheers are had from her catch.

“Aah!” Naru exhales in relief before grinning at you. She swaying a bit, drunk as hell. “Told you I'd do it Dozer!”

“Color me surprised Tanuki.” You say, nodding in approval as you take a swig of… you pause and look down at what your drinking. You have idea what it is. You shrug and keep drinking it.

“Don’t call me Tanuki, you fucker!” Naru fumes, glaring at you. The other guys scoot back at her fiery anger but you can't help but keep teasing her.

“What? I think Tanuki fits you perfectly. It’s a very cute nickname, it's perfect for you!” You chuckle.

“You motherfucker…!” Naru turns a shade redder at that, clearly pissed. “Alright its my turn to challenge you!”

“Bring it on.” You say, not backing down.

“Alright.. how about you fuck with some of the Interceptor pilot’s planes?” Naru challenges. There's a collection ‘oohs’ from the soldiers.

“Pfft! Too easy! I’ll do you one better!” You counter.

You're totally sober by the way.

>You'll sneak into Vahlen’s lab! You'll find the mad scientist’s secret lair!
>You’ll infiltrate Shen’s Workshop! You'll be a naughty boy and look at the toys before Christmas!

>>2409549
>Go looking for Vahlen's evil volcano lair.

>>2409549
>>You'll sneak into Vahlen’s lab! You'll find the mad scientist’s secret lair!

>>2409549
>You'll sneak into Vahlen’s lab! You'll find the mad scientist’s secret lair!

>>2409549
>>You'll sneak into Vahlen’s lab! You'll find the mad scientist’s secret lair!
Let's not antagonize Papa Shen, Naru's boss .

>>2409549
>You'll sneak into Vahlen’s lab! You'll find the mad scientist’s secret lair!

>>2409549
>You'll sneak into Vahlen’s lab! You'll find the mad scientist’s secret lair!

>>2409549
>You'll sneak into Vahlen’s lab! You'll find the mad scientist’s secret lair!

>>2409549
>>You'll sneak into Vahlen’s lab! You'll find the mad scientist’s secret lair!

Totally no super secret science projects hiding there, or opportunity to bully that Muton by writing on his cell with a marker.

>>2409549
>>>You'll sneak into Vahlen’s lab! You'll find the mad scientist’s secret lair!
And is time to steal the goat.

>>2409719
The goat is obviously gene-modded
(MEC goat when ?)

>>2409777
>Genemodded animals

Wonder how much better its milk is compared to regular goat milk?

>>2409549
>You'll sneak into Vahlen’s lab! You'll find the mad scientist’s secret lair!

Calling the vote here! Though, given how quickly the thread is dropping in the pages and not autobumping anymore, I might just wait until tomorrow to continue.

What do you guys think?

>>2409977
I'm willing to wait for tomorrow

>>2409977
Getting through the last 6 pages will take much longer than the first 4. I'd say you still have about 5 days.

Up to you.

>>2410038
This.
And tell anons to sort by last reply instead of bump count.

I think I'm going to wait until tomorrow to post partly so I can reuse images and not have to make duplicates and so that everyone is on the same page if I decide to keep riding out a thread until it archives!

>>2412305

New thread is up!