“Unproven.” Rebecca points out. Stasya shrugs.

“Maybe, but unsettling regardless.” She says. “Rumor says aunt merlin offered to abandon papa to fly with you.”

“Rumors already?” You ask.

She shrugs. “Cassieopiea talks to me too, you know.”

“Cass is probably just jealous she can't fly with Morgan.” Lindsay points out.

“Aunt Merlin is in for MIU plugs now.” Natalya points out. “She could potentially fly with Morgan, after this.”

“Doubt it.” Rebecca responds, before you can say anything. “She never hooked up with dad.”

“She didn't have it nearly as bad for him as she does for Morgan. And it was never mutual.” Lindsay responds from next to her. “big question is is Morg's co gonna go for it?”

“How do our conversations always get here?” You ask.

“Sorry.” Lindsay says for all of them. “So how are you, big bro? We haven't had a chance to talk since before you graduated.”

Rebecca smiles. “At least now you don't have to call us ma'am, right? We hear you put it to some air force witches that got carried away up north.”

[] Shrug- you beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.
[] You won't say you taught them a lesson, but maybe spending the night in Nome did.

>>3571525
>[X] Shrug- you beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.

Wasn't just us. Lotus did a pretty good job too.

>>3571525
>[X] Shrug- you beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.

>>3571525
>[x] Shrug- you beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.

>“And that the matrons are... less than pleased by it.” She adds.
Maybe we should cut this off before it lingers. Let them voice their opinions, and make it clear that their opinions can't actually change anything.

>>3571525
>[X] Shrug- you beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.

>>3571525
>[] Shrug- you beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.

THE GOOSE WAS LOOSE

>>3571525
GHOST POST

>[] Shrug- you beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.

>>3571525
>[x] Shrug- you beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.

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>>3571544

>>3571525
>[x] Shrug- you beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.

>>3571559

The other door has Morgan and Kyou waiting outside of it. This was widely considered bullshit by many.

Ok, votes called!

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[x] Shrug- you beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.

You shrug. “We beat them because they got sloppy and Lotus did great work herself.” You say.

“Sloppy?” Rebecca asks, and you nod.

“They were playing straight out of Tabitha's book.” You respond. “Chaser, Shooter, Overwatch. Easy to beat if you know how.”

Stasya shakes her head. “That's going to get a lot of girls killed if they try to play it against Chinese pilots.” She says. “They have access to those books too.”

Rebecca shrugs. “It's not like it's easy to counter.” She points out. “Even against Wyverns it's almost always effective, except in fringe cases. I'd be interested to try it against Morgan with his girl in back now, just to see if it works or not.”

“I doubt it would for you.” Natalya says, and you can see Rebecca's eyes narrow.

“And why's that?” She asks.

Natalya shrugs. “I doubt anyone other than myself or perhaps my predecessor has much of a chance against the princess, let alone once she is paired with our brother.” She says. “Any natural born witch is going to struggle to survive against her.”

“So she's from a vat?” Rebecca asks, looking over at you, wide-eyed. “Morgan, what the hell?”

[] She's not. She's an imperial witch, Aunt Merlin says it's not strange for them to be that strong.
[] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

>>3571655
>[x] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

>>3571655
>[] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

>>3571655
>[x] She's not. She's an imperial witch, Aunt Merlin says it's not strange for them to be that strong.
Vat growing is for casuals, witch dynasties have the best power with no genetic fuckery.

>>3571655
>[x] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

>>3571655
>[x] She's not. She's an imperial witch, Aunt Merlin says it's not strange for them to be that strong.

>>3571655
>[X] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

It doesn't particularly matter, either she's got a really potent talent distilled down the generations via the Imperial Family having specifically arranged marriages, or she's a test-tube baby with specifically chosen genetic donors for the most potent talent.

Both are eugenics and the end result is pretty much the same for either one. Just that the latter means that the Japanese could in theory lock down particularly potent genetic combinations and pop out really powerful witches.

>>3571655
>[x] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

>>3571655
>[] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

>>3571655
>[X] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

>>3571655
>She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

>>3571655
>[x] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

>>3571655
>[] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

Ok, votes called! sorry about that, had to go through my gearbag and make sure I wasn't carrying a lot of shit I didn't need. (I was)

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[x] She might be, no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.

“She might be.” You say, kind of dismissively. “But no one knows for sure and I don't care either way.”

“I mean, it's kinda creepy.” Lindsay points out. “If she is, I mean.”

Natalya shakes her head. “That is the least concern about her. It is of more concern that if she is designed, what that will mean for her children with our brother.”

You blink as Rebecca chokes on her drink. “I think it's a little early to worry about that.” You point out far more calmly than you would have had it been anyone else.

“Average time between initial flight and children is less than two years.” Natalya responds. “It is a more immediate concern than you realize little brother.”

“Of course, then there's always Aunt Merlin.” Lindsay points out.

Natalya shakes her head. “We have discussed this many times before. And while we all do think the same on the subject, their children are not a concern for this conversation.”

“This conversation.” Rebecca agrees. “Maybe a different one.”

You sigh.

“Oh, ok. Morgan's getting frustrated with us again.” Lindsey says. “So you're on your deck tour this week?”

You shake your head. “We leave next Friday, this week will be workup and familiarization with the MIU active and the AI up.”

“And that starts when she's out of the hospital?”

You nod.

“Which will be soon.” Stasya says, confidently. “I expect she'll be in for just the minimum time.”

“Oooh, so we get to meet her soon?” Rebecca asks. “Morgan, you going to introduce us to her?”

[] I probably don't have much of a choice, do I.
[] If we have the time. She's going to want to start flying right away.

>>3571795
>[] If we have the time. She's going to want to start flying right away.

>>3571795
>[X] I probably don't have much of a choice, do I.

Morgan, the long-suffering elder brother of a dozen sisters.

>>3571795
>I probably don't have much of a choice, do I?

>>3571795
>[x] I probably don't have much of a choice, do I.

>>3571795
>[X] I probably don't have much of a choice, do I.

>>3571799
Don't forget however many other witch sisters Kyou has other than Akemi... Though I get the feeling it's our twelve that'll be unleashed upon them.

>>3571795
>[x] I probably don't have much of a choice, do I.

>>3571795
>[] If we have the time. She's going to want to start flying right away.

>>3571795
>[x] I probably don't have much of a choice, do I.

>>3571795
>[x] I probably don't have much of a choice, do I.

>>3571795
>[] I probably don't have much of a choice, do I.

>>3571795
>[x] If we have the time. She's going to want to start flying right away.

Ok, updates called!

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[x] I probably don't have much of a choice, do I.

“I don't have much of a choice, do I?” You ask, resigned.

“Not really.” Rebecca says cheerfully. “I mean, you're going to end up basically married to her, so of course we're going to want to meet her as soon as we can.”

“Oh man, Cass is gonna haaaaate her.” Lindsay points out.

“Cass doesn't hate Auntie M.” Rebecca points out.

“Cass doesn't think Auntie M and Morgan will ever get together.” Lindsay says. “She's just like Morgan.”

“Regardless.” Natalya interrupts. “We all know Morgan will never tell the truth about his desire for Samantha, and it's immaterial. I do look forward to meeting this Kyou.”


“As do I.” Stasya says. “She held herself aloof from the rest of the witches aboard in the week she was aboard. I talked to her, of course, but she remains...”

“Plastic?” Rebecca asks.

“Formal.” Stasya corrects, then looks over at you. “She does seem like she will be an excellent match for you in public, Morgan. How does she fly?”

[] She's very aggressive, and leans on her raw strength more than I'm comfortable with.
[] She knows how good she is and uses it. We're going to work well, I think.

>>3571999
>[x] She's very aggressive, and leans on her raw strength more than I'm comfortable with.

>>3571999
>that outfit?
Why is Kyou so lewd?

>[] She's very aggressive, and leans on her raw strength more than I'm comfortable with.

>>3571999
>[x] She's very aggressive, and leans on her raw strength more than I'm comfortable with.

>>3571999
>[x] She's very aggressive, and leans on her raw strength more than I'm comfortable with.

>>3571999
[] She knows how good she is and uses it. We're going to work well, I think.

>>3571999
>[X] She knows how good she is and uses it. We're going to work well, I think.

>>3571999
>[] She's very aggressive, and leans on her raw strength more than I'm comfortable with.

>>3571999
>[X] She knows how good she is and uses it. We're going to work well, I think.

>>3571999
>[] She knows how good she is and uses it. We're going to work well, I think.

>>3571999
>[x] She knows how good she is and uses it. We're going to work well, I think.

Also I should point out that I messed up the archiving of the last thread, archived it as Strikers 2016 instead of Strike Witches 2016. As far as I know there's no real way to fix it, so for future reads Thread 9 is under the Strike Witches 1989 tag.

>>3571999
>[x] She's very aggressive, and leans on her raw strength more than I'm comfortable with.

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>>3572030
Prepare to be bullied

>>3572039
I have accepted that as my punishment for goofing it up. In my defense I was out of town and trying to do it from my phone.

>>3571999
>[x] She knows how good she is and uses it. We're going to work well, I think.

>>3571999
>[] She knows how good she is and uses it. We're going to work well, I think.
We shouldn't go around talking about aggressiveness with people she doesn't even know. It feels wrong.

Ok, votes called!

No offense to Ghost or anyone whose into the pairing, but am I the only one who doesn't see any chemistry between Morgan and Merlin? Like he's just being a good, dutiful nephew? Or do all the Bishop girls just assume every girl is as thirsty for him as Cass?

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[x] She knows how good she is and uses it. We're going to work well, I think.

“She knows how good she is and uses it.” You say. “We're going to work well, I think.”

Stasya nods. “I had wondered. She made a point of not showing her strength while she was aboard, but I have heard that she was strong enough to shield from a lancer shot.”

“Speaking of, what happened there?” Lindsay asks. “I heard one of the girls out of that plane was still critical.”

You shake your head. “I haven't heard yet.”

“Engine failures.” Stasya answers. “The pilots are saying they had two flame outs attempting to maneuver to engage, and the adverse yaw induced an uncontrollable state of flight too rapidly to counter.”

“So we did cause it?” You ask

She shakes her head. “No. Pilot error. They knew their aircraft's limit and overcontrolled it.”

“Oof.” Rebecca says. “That's why I never went for that. Trust a Pilot? No offense Morgan.”

“None taken.” You say. “How did they do that though? That's not anything that should have caused that?”

Stasya shrugs. “Accident investigation is ongoing, but because it involved witches it's gone through the coven. That's the only reason I know as much as I do.” She says. “And no, none of the witches are still critical. They'll be off flight status for another month plus though.”

Natalya shrugs. “It is more telling that they were forced into such actions.” She says with a look at you. “I was told that Kyou was able to accelerate your aircraft without inertia.”

You nod.

“You are aware that, even for an imperial line, that would be an incredible step up in power, especially considering her mother and sister do not display similar power.”

“But all our sisters aren't on the same level either.” you point out. “Christina is noticeably stronger than both Tabitha and Anastasia.”

“Non Newtonian motion is levels of magnitude more difficult than anything else. There are almost no witches that can do it.” Natalya says. “Myself and Konstantina are the only two confirmed until now. For a witch to naturally be able to match us is unprecedented.”

“But it doesn't matter. So how do you feel about Auntie Merlin following you into the fleet?” Becca asks.

[] I'm looking forward to it. Her getting back to the front is going to be good for her, I think.
[] I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.

>>3572258
No, you're not. I find it kinda weird as well but everyone keeps bringing it up so those who aren't into it will just have to deal.

>>3572262

[] I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.

sorry about the slowdown there guys, I got sidetracked by something. That's going to be all for the night, I'm afraid- I have to go to bed to be up on time for this interview tomorrow. So, again, I don't think it's going to interfere with the run tomorrow or friday, but depending on the offer this may be the last midweek run we have, at least for the foreseeable future. Till tomorrow guys, cheers!

>>3572262
>[] I'm looking forward to it. Her getting back to the front is going to be good for her, I think.

>>3572262
>[x] I'm looking forward to it. Her getting back to the front is going to be good for her, I think.

>>3572262
>[X] I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.

>>3572265
Thanks for the run boss.

>>3572262
>I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.

>>3572262
>[x] I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.

>>3572258
>>3572264
Same here boyos, although it does make me wonder if our passion as a kid came off to the other siblings, which probably turned into a game of memetic telephone which in turn, became the running belief that we are in the program because we totally want to fuck Merlin.

>>3572262
>[x] I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.

>>3572262
>[x] I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.

>>3572262
>[] I'm looking forward to it. Her getting back to the front is going to be good for her, I think.
And I'm sure she'd love to not be treated like what Vought was doing to her. It was Vought, right? I can't remember all of a sudden.

>>3572262
>[] I'm looking forward to it. Her getting back to the front is going to be good for her, I think.

>>3572262
>[X] I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.

>>3572262
>[x] I'm looking forward to it. Her getting back to the front is going to be good for her, I think.
She'll have a better understanding of what seems to be needed or that might be a good idea versus what is actually needed in regards to the Wyverns.

>>3572265
Thanks for the run Ghost

>>3572258
Just based on how she acts around him at times it seems to me that Merlin is obviously attracted to Morgan. Morgan's feelings on the other hand could go either way but over the last 2-3 threads I've found myself believing that the feeling is mutual. This is also coming from someone who until recently viewed even the discussion of said potential pairing as completely heretical.

>>3571525
>“She didn't have it nearly as bad for him as she does for Morgan. And it was never mutual.” Lindsay responds from next to her. “big question is is Morg's co gonna go for it?”
>“How do our conversations always get here?” You ask.
Everyone in this family is LEWD.

>“Average time between initial flight and children is less than two years.”
Oh boy...

>>3572262
>[x] I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.
I’m not complaining that Merlin is following us. Doesn’t change my mind that it’s odd.

>>3572262
>[] I'm looking forward to it. Her getting back to the front is going to be good for her, I think.
Imagine voting against being excited to have such a useful asset just because you're treating it like a waifu vote. So out of character.

>>3572262
[X] I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.
Good luck Ghost

>>3572463
I think it's more that Morgan is anti-lewd.

Like, imagine being Merlin, Cass, or any of the witches that are utterly fawning over Morgan. He's utterly perfect, raised to an impeccable and almost impossible standard, and so far hasn't shown the slightest hint of accepting any forward advances. It must be maddening, maybe even insulting, for those so close to him to just have such lustful proxy and yet be so impossibly far from reahing what they desire. They all mock Cass, she's just their thin cover. Their veil of poise that, when struck back would surely reveal the writhing and aching desire. They would not say such things if they did not think the same, dream the same, want the same. No, Cass is just the one who never bothered to hide it. Feel sorry for her if you will, but she's at least pursuing what she wants. Merin and the rest are just waiting, yearning, and lusting for some sign, some oppurtunity, all in quiet suffering.

>>3572789
I think it’s also that with family-Fronk proving that the unconventional family unit can be successful personally and professionally in-verse what we would call conventional restraints kinda go out the window.

>>3572258
They’re exceptionally close, but his siblings are missing the obvious explanation of them being wyvern-sexual

>>3572262
>[x] I'm looking forward to it. Her getting back to the front is going to be good for her, I think.

Welp. Blew the weld test, haha! Aluminum, my nemesis. You win this round.

Votes called!

>>3573213
Ghost the metal is supposed to blow you, not the other way around.

>>3573230
That sounds kinda masochistic there...

>>3573245
>Not making the metal your bitch
I guess if you wanna let the metal take the wheel then I guess some can roll over for it.

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>>3573213
I was constantly pissed that I kept missing these threads, then I fucking remembered that they got their own board.
>MFW when I have been lurking around /tg since the guest begin...

ps. I really love these quests please Ghost-senpai notice me.

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[x] I'm not sure yet. I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.

You shake your head. “I'm not sure yet.” You admit. “I know what she can do, but I don't know if she's really doing it for the right reasons.”

Rebecca scoffs. “Like auntie M could get a lie out. She'd turn into a mess just trying.”

Stasya fixes your sister with one of her blank, dangerous stares. “You have badly misread her if you believe that. Aunt Merlin is far more devious than you seem to think.”

Rebecca smirks dubiously. “And that's why every third sentence around Morgan is a Freudian slip? Or why she blushes when she stares at him? C'mon sis we both know she's got it bad.”

Stasya nods. “Maybe. Maybe. But don't ever think she doesn't know exactly how most people see her and know how to use it to get exactly what she wants.” She fixes that blank gaze on you. “And if you think she's merely following you because it's you, you may want to remember that she is no longer the little girl that followed our father to war- and that she's known for spending four or more months out of the year at Groom lake.”

You blink about that- you've heard it mentioned before, though usually not in a sense like this.

“You're implying aunt M is like, some kind of military genius.” Lindsey points out from her place next to the wall.

Stasya shrugs. “Aunt Samantha has been joined to the military since she was ten and graduated top of her class at the navy war college and national war college. She is not the simple technophile she pretends to be.”

“Ya know, if she's the social mastermind you're telling us she is, then why hasn't she managed to bag Morgan yet?” Rebecca asks. “I mean, I'm not saying you're wrong, but it is kinda questionable.”

Stasya shrugs. “Love makes people do stupid things.” She says.

“And here we go again.” You say. “Can we not?”

Stasya nods. “You're right, it's not worth the effort. None of us will convince you now if we haven't already. Because no one has gotten an answer out of you, how have you been little brother?”

[] You've been doing pretty well, all told.
[] You're starting to second-guess going flight instead of NAVSPECWAR.

>>3573276
>[X] You've been doing pretty well, all told.

>>3573276
>[x] You've been doing pretty well, all told.

>>3573276
>[x] You're starting to second-guess going flight instead of NAVSPECWAR.

>>3573276
>You've been doing pretty well, all told.
yes

>>3573276
>[x] You've been doing pretty well, all told.
>"The Imperial Guard are scared shitless of me. That's always fun."

>>3573276
>[x] You've been doing pretty well, all told.

>>3573276
>[] You've been doing pretty well, all told.

>>3573276
>[] You've been doing pretty well, all told.

>>3573276
>[X] You've been doing pretty well, all told.

>>3573276
[X] You've been doing pretty well, all told.

ok, votes called!

>>3573276
So, Merlin's real goal is to screw both Morgan and Kyou at the same time in the Wyvern's cockpit, while the trio are neuro-linked together...?

Gents, I'm sorry, but I'm going to call it for the night. That whole '"Failed the weld test" thing is eating at me pretty bad. I'll make it up to you Saturday, but I need to take tonight off. I'm sorry again.

>>3573427
>while the trio are neuro-linked together
hot

>>3573437
That's fine G, no need to force yourself to work on a thread that's probably gonna last 2 weeks

>>3573437
No prob Ghost, take it easy the rest of the night

>>3572258
>>3572402
I think the chemistry is pretty obvious in hindsight even beyond us both being wyvern sexual, there's a lot of trust between us.

We cook for her because we're worried about her health and drinking too much monster. Merlin gave us a key to her house and sleeps on our bed without a second thought. Shared interests, constant freudian slips, etc. And we're totally fine with all of it it. Any outside observer (and we have a whole peanut gallery of lewd sisters) is going to take one look at the situation and think of her as a girlfriend/wife, because she practically is in all but name. We've never outright acknowledged it or crossed the line into physical intimacy at any point, but the potential is there.

Whether or not anything happens between us is too early to say, but there is the distinct possibility that we might end up plugged into the same plane as Merlin at some point.

>>3574245
When you put it like that, they do at least look like a couple. I wonder if they realize it.

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Ok guys, we're good to go! Sorry about last evening, it got really hard to concentrate on things there, I was pretty mad at myself. Still am, but I've had a day to process and a bit of rum so I'm good, haha! Sorry again though, I don't really like being selfish like that.

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[x] You've been doing pretty well, all told.

“Pretty well, all told.” You respond.

“I hear there were complications with your implants though.” Stasya says, and Natalya nods.

You shrug. “Minor ones.” You respond. “Doc said my heart stopped when the implants were activated, but they were able to restart it immediately. They still held me another seventy two hours and kept me confined to post for another couple days.”

“Your heart stopped? That sounds like the opposite of of a minor issue.” Lindsey says.

You shrug. “They were able to restart it almost as soon as it happened.” You say. “And there's not supposed to be any lasting effects. And they signed me off for flight.”

“Well duh.” Rebecca says.

You smile. “Well, you asked.” You say, looking up as the waitress comes over and smiles.

“Been a while since we've seen so many of you at once!” She says as she pulls out her order pad. “What's the occasion?”

“Morgan here just completed his first phase Wyvern workup.” Lindsay says. “And we just got back in town.”

“Wyvern? You're a fighter pilot?” The waitress asks, with a surprised expression on her face. You nod, confused- you've been here more than once since you arrived at Miramar, and it's not like the place ever seemed to have lost it's ability to check up on you through back channels- they do that for all the regular patrons. It's part of the mystique of the place.

“Oh my. Have you gotten the package the old man left?” She asks, and you frown, confused.

“No?” You respond.

1/2

“Oh! Well, I'll make sure you do. You know the owner? Not the current one, but the original Santa?” She asks, and you nod- you do have vague memories of the man, though they're very limited, he died when you were still pretty young. “He left a few things behind for you, when you earned your wings.” She says. “I'll call the owner up, he's off right now, but he's got the key to the safe.” She smiles. “No one knows what it is! Ooh, this is cool. I'll be back in a couple minutes for your orders!”

You watch her go as you feel four sets of eyes come to settle on you.

“What?” You ask.

“Santa left you a present?” Rebecca asks. “He didn't leave any of us anything!”

“Other than a pass to eat for free whenever we're here.” Stasya points out.

Rebecca shrugs. “So? That's not even just us, and there's the military discount they give that might as well be the same thing. But Santa left a package for Morgan? One he didn't give to dad? That's strange.”

Stasya pauses for a minute. Natalya just shrugs. “Perhaps it is something he felt father would not appreciate the same way Morgan will.” She points out. “They are not the same, and he did leave father several things upon his passing.”

“Sure, because dad flew the missing man for him.” Lindsey says. “I mean, not because of that, but you know what I mean.”

Natalya shakes her head. “That was a matter of respect. I am curious, though, as to what it could be. He died when Morgan was still quite young.”

“Any guesses Morg?” Rebecca asks, turning to you.

[] Not a clue.
[] Well, she asked if I was a fighter pilot. Probably something about that.
[] Hopefully it's his cookbooks. Old guy always seemed able to read us like that.

>>3575243
>[] Well, she asked if I was a fighter pilot. Probably something about that.
>[] Hopefully it's his cookbooks. Old guy always seemed able to read us like that.

>>3575243
>[x] Hopefully it's his cookbooks. Old guy always seemed able to read us like that.
The chocolate cake recipe?

>>3575243
>[] Hopefully it's his cookbooks. Old guy always seemed able to read us like that.

>>3575243
>[X] Hopefully it's his cookbooks. Old guy always seemed able to read us like that.

>>3575243
>Not a clue.

>>3575243
>[X] Hopefully it's his cookbooks. Old guy always seemed able to read us like that.

>>3575243
>[x] Well, she asked if I was a fighter pilot. Probably something about that.

>>3575243
>[x] Not a clue.
I'm torn between this and the books. But I'm curious to see what this results in.

>>3575243
[] Well, she asked if I was a fighter pilot. Probably something about that.

>>3575243
>[X] Well, she asked if I was a fighter pilot. Probably something about that.

Ok, votes called!

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[x] Hopefully it's his cookbooks. Old guy always seemed able to read us like that.

“Hopefully it's his cookbooks.” You respond. “The old guy always seemed able to read us like that.”

“Oh man.” Rebecca says with a grin. “If you could make the cake, I don't think Aunt Merlin would wait for you to make the first move anymore.”

She and Lindsey laugh at that, and you sigh. “Again? Really?” You ask. It does get really old fairly quickly- and honestly is one of the reasons you do put up with Cass' behavior- she, at least, never needles you about Samantha.

“Oop. He's getting mad. Sorry Morg.” Rebecca says.”So you gonna help us put the fear of god in the nuggets?”

You blink. “No?”

“You know what she means, right Morg?” Lindsey says.

“Help you train the cadets in for their flight cycles?” You guess, and she nods.

“Carnival at Miramar is the most wonderful time of the year.” She laughs. “Every incoming flight witch from every academy that's gone Navy will be here, and usually the navy will send down a couple drakes to help teach them to not get complacent. It's a great time for us to brush up on our skills against superfighters as well.”

“And an excellent learning opportunity for the navy's top fighter pilots to hone their skills against witches.” Staysa supplies. “Because Cadre is always made up of the best witches the navy has in the fleet.”

“And you can bet they're going to want to tangle with a Bishop.” Lindsey says. “Just to say they did!”

“And this starts when?” You ask.

“Cadre is already arriving.” Stasya says, gesturing at your sisters. “The cadets should start arriving late tonight or early tomorrow morning. Usually they're billeted in the same building you're in, on the lower decks.”

“And there is a possibility the navy will not send wyvern crews this year.” Natalya points out. “Tensions are too high.”

“That's never been an issue before though.” Rebecca says. “Even after September eleventh, and during the invasion in oh-three there were drakes at Carnival.”

“Those were not peer opponents.” Natalya states.

“And they're going to extend his deck tour to the IJN, too.” Stasya adds. “Another month for them to spend a week aboard the Kaga, Hiryuu, Soryuu, and Shinaino.”

[] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.
[] Because of Kyou, I guess?

>>3575439
>[X] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

I would like to know more about this.

>>3575439
>[] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

>>3575439
>[x] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

>>3575439
>[x] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

>>3575439
>[X] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

>>3575439
>[] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

>>3575439
>[x] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

>>3575439
>[x] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

>>3575439
>[X] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

Ok, votes called!

>>3575439
[X] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

Ghost did mention that Japan was a potential customer for Wyverns, it would make sense that they would want to test out existing systems. It probably doubles as a PR move to have an Imperial Princess and a Bishop do the rounds as well.

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[x] They are? I haven't heard anything yet.

“They are?” You ask, surprised. “I haven't heard anything yet.”

Stasya nods. “It's just rumor, but my source is usually very accurate.” She says. “The Navy is starting to agree that the Japanese should have access to Wyverns, and with the princess in your backseat, it would have been hard to avoid. This way they get to look at handling a Wyvern and the princess gets to put in an appearance.”

“So Morgan will be the first USN wyvern to fly off an IJN carrier?” Rebecca asks, and Stasya nods.

“Dad never did, and even during exchanges, no wyvern has operated off an IJN carrier.” She confirms. “They're spread out throughout your itinerary, with the Shinaino last.”

'Wonder if the new president will change that?” Lindsey says, looking over as the waitress returns- along with the owner and the manager on duty, along with some staff.

“Morgan?” The owner asks, and you nod. You know him, vaguely, but not real well. He's part of the group that bought the restaurant from Santa's son in the early aughts, most of whom, you know, are local notables with a handful of Hollywood money being involved as well. This guy is one of the locals, you know, though you don't know much past that.

He sets a small box, slightly bigger than a shoebox, on the table. “This has been sitting in the safe for you since we bought the restaurant.” He says with a faint wistful smile. “The original owner left it for you, and our honoring his wishes was part of the contract.” the smile grows a little. “Of course, we'd have honored it anyway. No one knows what's in it though.”

“Ooh, you should open it now.” Lindsey says, leaning over the table to look past Rebecca.

[] Yeah, I think I will.
[] I think we should wait a bit. I don't wanna get food on whatever's in here.

>>3575545
>[x] Yeah, I think I will.
We can always put whatever it is back in the box to protect it from the food.

>>3575545
>[X] Yeah, I think I will.

>>3575545
>[] Yeah, I think I will.

CURIOSITY AND CATS AND ALL THAT STUFF

>>3575545
>[] Yeah, I think I will.

>>3575545
>[x] Yeah, I think I will.

>>3575545
>[x] Yeah, I think I will.
Time to open and then rebox it.

>>3575545
>[X] Yeah, I think I will.

I bet it's a whistle.

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>>3575592

>>3575598
I had forgotten about this and it is making me laugh so damn hard! God I loved the whistle.

Ok, votes called!

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[x] Yeah, I think I will.

You nod, pulling out your pocket knife and cutting quickly through the twine and tape securing the box closed. It parts easily- it's all pretty old, and even though it's been kept in a controlled environment, that stuff doesn't last forever, you know.

There's no note, no envelope, nothing of the nature inside, just an old moleskien notebook, one that's been around for a while. It'd be unremarkable, except you have one similar- including the tell-tale stains of kitchen use. Nothing else is in the box, just that single notebook.

Of course, you know exactly what it is- it's the man's cook book. Opening it, there's pages of sketches and math, notes and final recipes for burgers, sandwiches, and, at the back, desserts. Including the old man's famous- and till now, lost- chocolate cake recipe.

Stasya seems to appreciate the gift- and you can tell the owner and staff recognize it for what it is as soon as you pull it out. Natalya frowns. “Was that all, little brother?” She asks.

You nod, closing it and setting it back in the box. “It was.”

“It seems a small gift to be kept so long or so carefully.” She says. “I understand the sentimental value, but it is a cookbook, yes? Why should recipes be so important as this?”

“You never had his cooking as we did, Natalya.” Stasya supplies. “He had already stopped cooking when you joined the family. You can't understand.”

“If you say so. Though I must wonder why little brother was selected for this. Surely it is still in use here?”

The owner nods. “He made sure copies were made before he passed. We never did find his original, but we always just figured it was lost.” He looks at the box, then back up at you. “You must be pretty into cooking, huh?”

“Our brother is a talented cook.” Stasya says. “I am not surprised that was left for him.”

“We'll have to compare it to our copies, some day.” The owner says, looking over his shoulder as your food arrives. “But I'm not gonna interrupt your dinner. Just glad we could give that to you.” He says, turning to let the server past. “You enjoy the meal.”

You nod.

Your sisters wait for the crowd of staff to disperse before saying anything else. “So, Morgan. Is the chocolate cake in there?” Rebecca asks. “You're gonna make that first, aren't you?”

[] I haven't given it any thought.
[] What do you think?
[] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.

>>3575739
>[X] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.

>>3575739
>[x] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.
I feel like this calls for a family reunion!

>>3575739
>[] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.

>>3575739
>[X] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.

>>3575739
>Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.

>>3575739
>[x] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.
I can totally see Kyou and Merlin getting into an argument over the last piece.

>>3575739
>[X] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.
Morgan's doomed now. There's no way Kyou and Merlin will let him escape his lewd fate...

>>3575763
Just as long as no chairs need cleaning.

>>3575739
>[x] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.
It's insulting that Rebecca even has to ask! Also, Morgan was planning on baking a cake for Merlin after she got out of surgery.

>>3575739
>[] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.

Ok, votes called!

>>3575739
>[X] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.

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[x] Of course. I miss it as much as everyone else does.

“Of course” You say, frowning over at your sister. “I miss it as much as everyone else does.”

“I bet the first piece goes to Aunt Merlin.” Rebecca says, confidently. “Like, he's gonna go back to the dorms, make it tonight, and have it waiting for her first thing tomorrow morning.”

“Enough.” Stasya says. “There will be no more discussion of our brother's relationship, romantic or otherwise, with Samantha.”

Had it been anyone else- save for maybe Rachel, who even the quints tend to fear- you're sure it would have led to a fight of some kind. Rebecca- like most of her sisters- has a hell of a temper, and while most of the time she'd rather be left alone, if she feels like she can't get away from a situation- or simply doesn't want to- she can turn vicious, fast.

But Stasya- backed, in this case, by Natalya- is a whole different level on the charts for her. For the most part, even you don't really risk going against them when they say something, even though, of all the Bishop children, you probably have the best chance of getting away with it. There's a very brief staring match- One that Stasya approaches the same as she always does. It isn't till Rebecca looks away that Stasya turns to look at you. “I look forward to trying it again.” She says.

You nod. “I'm not sure when I'll get a chance to make it.” You say. “Aunt M and Kyou should be out tomorrow, and I can't see them not wanting to start working on the fighter as soon as they're clear of the hospital.”

“Aunt Samantha, maybe.” Natalya says. “I am told, however, that implant plugs can make witches lethargic while they adapt to them. Kyou may wish to sleep and rest before she engages in any activity with the aircraft.”

You shrug. “Maybe, but I can't see it. She loves that jet as much as Auntie M does.”

“I had wondered at her reasoning.” Stasya comments. “It's unusual for a witch to want to fly an aircraft like that. Most prefer strikers.”

“You would have too, if you'd have flown them.” Rebecca says, still sulking a bit.

“I did.” Stasya reminds her, maybe a touch coldly. “I was a fighter pilot before I flew strikers, but I operated strikers during my time at academy, the same as any other witch. I chose to return to fighters afterwards.”

The statement ends the ongoing conversation- you eat in relative silence, tolerating Rebecca stealing fries from your plate after she's finished her own- it's basically normal, at this point, and you've long since learned to tolerate it. She's far from the only sister of yours that does it, of course- in fact, almost all of them do, except for Cass. But for the one thing, she'd be the easiest of your sisters to get along with- she already almost is, honestly.

1/2

“So what are you doing tomorrow anyway?” Lindsey asks as you finish your food, or, at least, the portion you expect to get. Most of your fries ended up being eaten by Rebecca, but you got a few.

You shrug. “I'm not sure, yet. I have to report in the morning, but I don't have a backseater and I don't have anything I'm aware of I have to do.”

“You'll either be assisting with your aircraft or told to wait for Samantha or your witch.” Stasya says. “You're more or less useless without them.”

“Oh, thanks.” you say, and get a thin smile in return.

“The most you could be asked to do is assist the fabrication and installation team with your aircraft, and you would only likely get in the way by attempting to do so.” She says. “More likely you'll be ordered to sit in operations and observe the marine pilot's flights.”

“What about us?” Lindsey asks. “If we asked for his help with the cadets?”

Stasya laughs. “How is a pilot going to help witches teach cadets how to operate full power strikers?” She asks. “If you have a matron that wants to observe our brother may be asked to pilot a trainer jet, but even that's unlikely.”

You shrug. “No idea.”

“So where are you staying, anyway?” Rebecca asks Natalya. “I mean, we're both in quarters, and Stasya is, too, right?” Stasya nods. “Ok, so where are you staying, nat? You can sleep on our couch if you need to.”

“I will be staying with Morgan.” Natalya says simply.

“Did you ask?” Lindsey says.

“Why would I?” Natalya responds. “He has never told me I could not stay with him before. I see no reason to waste time when the situation now is no different.”

“So you didn't ask. Morgan, you want us to take the freeloader tonight? Have a night to yourself again?” Lindsey asks. “We've got room for her.”

[] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.
[] You know, I don't think I'd mind a night alone. Would you?

And that's going to be it for the night! We'll be running tomorrow as a make-up day for last night, don't forget! I'll be around a little while to answer questions or comments- I saw a couple I wanted to respond to earlier, but was pretty busy. Till tomorrow though, gents, cheers!

>>3576006
>[] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.
meh morgan laid; hell anymore laid back he would be on the ground

>>3576006
>[x] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.

>>3576010
Thanks Ghost

>>3576006
>[x] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.

>>3576006
>[x] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.
No real reason to say no

>>3576010
Thanks for the run Ghost!

Also Red Baron was released today in case you didn't know.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3PXzgXBRM_k

>>3576006
>[X] You know, I don't think I'd mind a night alone. Would you?

>>3576006
>[] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.

She didn't ask but ya know, onee-chan privileges.

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>>3576006
>[X] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.

>>3576010
Thanks for the run boss.

>>3576006
>[X] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.

>>3576017
>Implying that he is not the ground
I guess in a spiritual sense it would explain why all, if not most of our sisters want us in the primal sense. Since no matter how long you fly in the air, you will eventually have to return to earth.

>>3576006
>[] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.

>>3576198
He has the sexual character of a mountain. Impressive and wonderous to behold, the mountain needs only to exist. He does not sweep people away like the river, nor trap and consume as fire, or torment and pursue like wind. The mountain does not move. The mountain does not seek or concern itself.

Instead others look to the mountain. They see the majesty and become enthralled. Some desire nothing more than to challenge themselves on it. Others, in turn, will argue the mountain is challenging them. Others wish the mountain to be theirs, the treasure within theirs to take. Still more will see nothing more beautiful in their lifetime, and call it perfect.

You can try to dissuade all from approaching. You can warn of the reasons not to approach or attempt to scale it. But they will not stop coming.

>>3576006
>[] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.

>>3576534
William pls, pls no.

>>3576006
>[x] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.

Ok, votes called!

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[x] It's fine, She can stay with me for the night.

You shake your head. “It's fine.” You say. “She can stay with me for the night.”

Natalya nods, as if she expected that the entire time. “See? Asking is merely wasting time.” She says.

“How long are you staying down here, anyway?” Rebecca asks her. “Just for a couple days?”

“Only tonight.” Natalya clarifies. “I will be leaving early tomorrow.”

“Already?” Lindsey asks, and Natalya nods.

“I have other tasks, and only stopped here to check in on our brother.” She says. “And tell him what I knew of his witch.”

“And now that you've done that, it's time to get going again?” Rebecca asks, and Natalya nods again.

“Yes.”

You stay seated for a while after you're done eating, eventually bidding your sisters goodbye- Lindsey, Stasya, and Rebecca are all headed back to their own beds for the night, while Natalya and you return to Miramar. You're in just before curfew, earning a raised eyebrow from the marine on duty, but no rebuke.

“That wasn't too bad.” You say to Natalya as you walk back into your quarters, noting it's a bit cold in here- the air conditioner was set rather lower than you like.

“It can be enjoyable to catch up with our siblings.” She says, removing her shoes and setting them by the door. “But sometimes they do take things too far. I trust they did not bother you much with their insistence on discussing our aunt?”

You shake your head. “If it's not her, it's Cass.” You say with a smile. “I think they're more invested in who I'm seeing than I am.”

“It should be no surprise to you that they are.” She says. “They were taught the same things as you were about the family's talent, but only you can potentially pass it along to another witch. They cannot.”

You shrug. “Of course. Maman made sure I was well aware.” You say.

“Most of them expect you to take an arrangement like father's.” She says, offhandedly. “It is becoming less uncommon, as these things go.”

“Nat I don't even want to think about that right now.” You respond. “Drink?”

“Water.” She answers. “I will not bother you with it. I was merely attempting to explain their stance.”

“I appreciate it.” You say, handing her a bottle of water from the fridge and sitting down on the other end of the couch as she turns on the TV.

[] Ask her where she's headed, if she can talk about it.
[] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

>>3577699
>[X] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

>>3577699
>[x] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

>>3577699
>[X] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

>>3577699
>[x] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

>>3577699
>Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

>>3577699
>[X] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

>>3577699
>[] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

Let's get rolling

>>3577699
>[] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

>>3577699
>[x] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

>>3577699
>[] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

>>3577699
>[] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

Ghost, I'm sure this has been answered before but I'm curious to what the other Bishop brothers are doing.

>>3577746
Well Jake is still driving around Germany because the war never ended for him. Maus and Ghost need to collab to write an ending for that bullshit.

And if I remember right, Rex and Ghost got married and had twin boys. Ones a football player and ones a SpecOps operator.

>>3577699
>[X] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

Ok, votes called!

>>3577750

I recall Jake got married to that German tank witch, the White Tiger?

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[] Ask her how she's been- you don't get to talk to her too often.

“So how have you been, nat?” You ask. “Haven't gotten to talk in a while.”

“I have been well.” She responds. “Father's house is much quieter without all our sisters there, and work has been limited enough that I have been able to be there much of the time.”

“Are the moms still driving dad slowly crazy?” You ask with a smile. It's a joke, at best- Frank's relationship with the three witches has proven long stable and incredibly peaceful, by every standard of measure you're aware of. Indeed, theirs has been a model relationship enough that it sparked a small wave of nontraditional marriages- while they're still rare, they're not entirely unknown, either.

Natalya shakes her head. “They never have, other than Katya.” She responds. “And your mother, of course. There is some feeling that she would be part of the family, but for an inability to share.”

“I doubt it.” You say. “Maman just didn't want to get too tied down. She likes having choices. That's all.”

“Regardless of the reason, they were well when I last saw them. Katya is home for now, and there is discussion that Tabitha may make this her last cruise before retirement.”

You nod- Anastasia had mentioned as much. “What about you?”

Natalya shrugs. “What is there to tell you? I remain living with them, and continue to contract for the federal government as they request.”

“No new boys in your life?” You ask with a smile, and she fixes you with a short stare.

“There aren't and never will be.” She responds. “You know this.”

You chuckle. “Be easy, Nat. It's just a bit of what you always give me about auntie M.”

“The difference is I have never been interested in a relationship of the sort.” She points out. “You claim the same thing but your attraction to her is obvious to anyone who sees you together. How do you plan to hide it from Kyou? The very nature of the MIU precludes that.”

You shrug. “Cross that bridge if and when it comes up.”

“It will. I suggest being open about it. While I doubt an imperial princess will agree to a situation like fathers, she may if she feels she is the alpha of the group.”

“Yeah, and she'll commit political suicide.” You point out. “Let's not worry about it now.”

“As you wish.” Natalya says. “Are you prepared for your deck tour?”

[] I just wish we had more time here to get used to the aircraft. Leaning so heavily on the AI seems sketchy
[] Looking forward to it, yeah. Be good to start get carrier experience in the drake.

>>3577850
[] Looking forward to it, yeah. Be good to start get carrier experience in the drake.

BTW, I think that's Enterprise, not an Essex.

>>3577850
Pst Ghost that's Enterprise in the picture.

>>3577850
>[X] Looking forward to it, yeah. Be good to start get carrier experience in the drake.

>>3577850
>[x] Looking forward to it, yeah. Be good to start get carrier experience in the drake.

>>3577850
>[] I just wish we had more time here to get used to the aircraft. Leaning so heavily on the AI seems sketchy

>>3577850
>[X] Looking forward to it, yeah. Be good to start get carrier experience in the drake.

We're going on a grand tour around the world to fly one of the best fighters off of carrier decks. What's not to like?

>>3577850
>[] Looking forward to it, yeah. Be good to start get carrier experience in the drake.
That's a picture of CV-6 Enterprise, which was a Yorktown-Class, Boss

>>3577850
>[x] I just wish we had more time here to get used to the aircraft. Leaning so heavily on the AI seems sketchy

>>3577850
>[x] Looking forward to it, yeah. Be good to start get carrier experience in the drake.
A week on every flight deck in the Navy? That sounds like a lot of fun.

Ok, votes called!

>>3577875
>>3577854
>>3577853

In my defense I've only had like 1 monster today.

>>3577850
>[X] Looking forward to it, yeah. Be good to start get carrier experience in the drake.

>>3577850
If not a relationship, ask her if she wants kids.

>>3577902

I'll take "Excuses Merlin makes for 400, Alex"

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[x] Looking forward to it, yeah. Be good to start get carrier experience in the drake. .

You nod. “I'm looking forward to it. It'll be good to start getting carrier experience in the drake.”

She smiles, one of her faint, almost undetectable smiles. “I had assumed you would say as much.” She says. “You are like father in many ways.”

You shrug. “I mean, it's hard to not be a little excited.” You point out. “I get a chance to visit every carrier at sea, plus some of the IJN's, and spend a week aboard each doing constant flight operations?” You smile. “Even you might get a little excited, I think.”

“Perhaps. It is hard to say, I have never had a desire to fly jets the same as you or father.” She says with a shrug. “I find my own work to be challenging and exciting enough.” She pauses. “Of course, I would, as I was quite literally made to do it.”

You shrug. “If you listen to dad, the thread of everyone's fate is determined when they're born. So it's not like you're any different if that's the case.”

“If you believe so.” Natalya says. “It does not matter to me, and never has, you know. I am what I am, and I am fortunate enough to have a family that has long since accepted me.” She pauses, then yawns. “I am getting quite tired.” She says, standing up. “Do you plan to be up long?”

You shake your head, and she nods. “I suspected not. Do you wish to sleep out here?”

You shrug. “Whichever you want.” You say. “I'm just as comfortable on the couch as not.”

She shakes her head. “Better that you sleep in your own bed.” She says. “I am sure aunt Samantha used it while she was here, and I am better prepared in case of intruders.”

You smile wryly at that. “Are you though, big sister?” You ask.

She pauses, then nods. “Yes, if marginally. You will sleep in your room, I will remain out here. I may shower before I sleep, however.”

You stand up, hugging her and turning back to your room, closing the door without latching it. Knowing Natalya, there's a 50/50 chance she'll migrate to the same bed as you- one of the oddities of her has always been her need to sleep close to someone when she can- almost like a child, honestly. There's nothing about it, of course- she'll do the same to any of your sisters as readily as you, save for maybe Stasya- and, while you were originally leery of it, Frank eventually explained it to you. It still took time to adjust to, but these days it is what it is- a human contact thing for her.

You're almost asleep when you see the light under the bathroom door come on and hear the shower come on- and you're long asleep when Natalya exits and crawls onto the sheets next to you, pulling your poncho line up over herself and going to sleep next to you.

And that's it for the thread!

So, I may be going back to school. (Again. for round 3), either to finish up my machining degree or maybe go into HVAC or something along those lines. Not sure yet, but if I do, it'll probably mean we can continue as we've been going (Maybe starting earlier and then stopping earlier for school). We'll see how it shakes out, of course, but I'm strongly considering it. I do think not at least completing my associate was a mistake.

Anyway, I think that's about it for news. I'll hang around for questions or comment as usual, but otherwise, till next week gents, cheers!

>>3578100
Cheers mate! Thanks for the run!

>>3578100
>Ghost, I'm sure this has been answered before but I'm curious to what the other Bishop brothers are doing.
Question from earlier in the thread.

>>3578100
Thanks for the run Ghost!

>>3578100
Cheers Ghost

>>3578100
Thanks for the run boss.

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>>3577836
>not Top
BLASPHEMY.
There's a reason best girl candidates are referred to as "Top-tier".

>>3578117
As strange as it is to say it: I don't actually know!

Rex was more Merc's character than mine, and since I didn't plan on including him heavily here, I haven't asked what he was up to. Ditto Jake- I never asked Maus what he figured he was up to, all this time later.

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>>3578308
Well, as mentioned above, Rex married Ghost and they have twin sons.

As for Jake, I was being kinda cheeky and sorta implied he may have hooked up with Hessler, but I deliberately left if vague since what happens to him is ultimately Maus' call.

>>3578454
I don't think Maus really has any intention of finishing it, so it's kind of a loose thread. I'd assume that he spent the rest of the war cooling his heels in Germany until Hessler got transfered there.

>>3578478
(Good) unfinished quests are always a little sad.

>>3578509
Truth. Case in point, Hellborn Quest, KCQ, SWQ, TWQ, and kinda? Hollow Quest Redux.

Hey guys, just wanted to post a fst update for everyone, we're postponing till tomorrow. I'm gearing up to go back and finish my machining degree, but, as you might expect, there's some silliness owing to how I left that I have to get sorted tonight so I can hand in paperwork tomorrow. Sorry about the short notice, we'll run thurs-fri-sat to make up for it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4UolMYY7QaA

>>3587262
Whoops it ate the rest of my post. Anyway these are time fused airburst rounds. I can't find any reference to shells smaller than 40mm with proximity fuses but the effect on the target is much the same.

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Ok guys, sorry for the late start... and missing yesterday. I'm headed back to school to finish out my degree which is cool, I legit didn't think I'd get the chance to do that, but at the same time it's gonna be a pain in the butt getting squared away, haha.

that's really all the news for today, so I'll stop being boring haha!

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Predictably, Natalya was long gone by the time your alarm went off. You were able to get up, go on your morning run with one of the duty marines from the desk downstairs and even shower before your phone rang in the middle of frying up some eggs.

Answering it, it was the hospital- informing you that your witch was going to be released into your care at oh eight, and you needed to be there to sign for her. That's at least eight hours early, by your count, but it's not really a huge surprise. It's no great secret among witches that healing another witch is much easier than healing someone without the gift- and Kyou certainly has it. She's not cleared for flight- and won't be without a trip to the flight surgeon- but that doesn't preclude ground work.

And you can't imagine her not wanting to do preliminary ground work today- possibly even the first MIU link. That said, you doubt Merlin will want to miss that one, and if she's said as much you'll be waiting for her to be released as well.

It doesn't actually leave you with too much time to get changed into your khakis and get down to the hospital, riding in the passenger seat as a marine lance corporal, similarly dressed in his service uniform, drives. He doesn't talk much, but he's got a combat action ribbon, which indicates he's been in at least long enough to have done a tour in Afghanistan.

At the hospital, you're surprised to find that there's no imperial guardsmen around- which means that Kyou's family can't be around. Kyou herself is dressed in a duty uniform, and though she doesn't look it, you can tell she's still sitting out the last bit of the painkillers in her system. Still, her grin looks to about split her face when she sees you- and she's almost visibly having to restrain her excitement.

You're responsible for her for the rest of the day, which isn't that big of a deal everything considered- it just means you can't leave her alone outside of quarters, but that's not like that's an issue anyway- odds are, You're going to be spending all day near the fighter anyway.

Still, she contains herself pretty well on the drive back to the base- the smile doesn't really widen till after the marine's walked inside “Have they started work on our fighter?” She asks. “I tried calling the chief, but she didn't pick up. Hohiro refused to talk about it, and only mentioned he'd met your sister when he went aboard.”

[] He met Cass? Mon dieu...
[] Work's started on the jet, if you want to go see it, yeah.

>>3588904
>[X] He met Cass? Mon dieu...
Looks like a fun option.

>>3588904
>[X] He met Cass? Mon dieu...

>>3588904
>[X] Work's started on the jet, if you want to go see it, yeah.

Disregard snek, focus on what's important.

>>3588904
>[] He met Cass? Mon dieu...

OH NO

>>3588904
>[x] Work's started on the jet, if you want to go see it, yeah.

>>3588904
>[x] He met Cass? Mon dieu...

>>3588904
>[x] Work's started on the jet, if you want to go see it, yeah.

>>3588904
>[X] He met Cass? Mon dieu...
Bro-in-law meets bro-con Snek? Dis gonna be good.

>>3588904
>[] He met Cass? Mon dieu...

>>3588904
>[] He met Cass? Mon dieu...

Ok, votes called! sorry, got called away for a couple minutes.

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[x] He met Cass? Mon dieu...

You blink. “He met Cass? Mon Dieu...” You say, horrified a bit. Cass's particular behavior around you doesn't really appear around other people- around them, she's a lot more energetic and friendly- and more than a little willing to speak her mind. Of course, you also know while she won't ever step out of line with you, she'll go to great lengths to be able to be around you when she can- and getting thrown off the Kaga isn't exactly the kiss of death for her it might be for another witch.

Kyou giggles. “He finds her fascinating.” She says.

That's a bit of a surprise. “Fascinating?”

She nods. “He didn't speak of her much, only that she was fascinating and he intended to invite her to dine with him this evening aboard ship.”

You blink again. “He what?”

Kyou nods, then looks around and giggles again when she sees that you're still alone. “I think he is interested, but is reluctant to admit it.”

That's... unexpected, to say the least. “Did he talk about meeting her?”

She shakes her head. “No, but I can see father and mother now if he admits attraction to her.” She giggles again. “Oh my.”

[] There's no way Cass would go for it.
[] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?

>>3589296
>[X] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?

Always useful helping Chiefs.

>>3589296
>[x] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?
Bless his poor soul.

>>3589296
>[X] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?

>>3589296
>[x] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?

>>3589296
>[X] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?

>>3589296
>[x] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?

Good lord, lotta Bishop/Imperial connections

>>3589296

>>3589354
oops, vote didn't copy paste. here it is.
>[] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?

The Bishop Family Eugenics program is going well it seems

>>3589296
>[x] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?

>>3589296
>[x] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?
Holy Alligator Lee Harvey Oswald someone actually is attracted enough to Cass to want to ask her out on a date it truly is a Southern Christmas in Summer Miracle.

>>3589296
>[] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?
I really hope she finds some happiness.

Votes called? Going to try to get a post out, but the boards have been squirrley for me, so I'm not sure. We'll try though!

>>3589296
>[X] Well, best of cuck to him, I guess.

A Cripple for Cass

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[x] Well, best of luck to him, I guess. Shall we go see if the chief needs us?

“Well, best of luck to him, I guess.” You say, actually meaning it a lot more than you think you sound like you do. Anyone chasing Cass is going to need no small amount of luck, in your estimation- while, as you've said, she's never going to go any further than she already does, she's also not real open to the possibility of that kind of relationship with anyone else, either. “Shall we go see if the chief needs us?”

Her smile, if anything, gets wider. “Oh, yes!” She says, excitedly- her familiar appearing as if summoned by her excitement, the huge ears perked up and the gigantic tail swishing back and forth through the air. “I have been waiting for this since I woke up from surgery!”

You nod, a slight smile creeping onto your lips as well- her excitement is a little infectious, even if you're not flying today. The two of you walk through admin and head to the flight line- of course, if you do plan to assist, you'll have to change, but you suspect the chief is going to want to see Kyou just as much as Kyou wants to see the plane.

They've moved the fighter back into the hangar, and are working on the VLS cells as you approach- the six massive cells, each designed to be installed in the Littoral combat ships, sitting on pallets while the crew discusses installation. The cannons have already been changed, you note- the longer barrels of the 40mm weapons housed in fairings below the wing root. You can see a slight bulge behind them as well- probably where the cannon itself is located.

The wag of Kyou's tail gets a bit more pronounced as she approaches the fighter. The chief, standing off to one side, looks over and nods at you, walking over and shooting a glance at Kyou as she does so.
“Mornin, sir.” She says. “I see our girl's still high as a kite.”

You nod. “A bit. If she gets in the way, let me know.”

“You signed for her?” The woman asks, and you nod. She laughs. “Well, have fun with that sir. First thing she wanted to do is come over here, huh?”

You nod again.

“Jus tellin herself no one can take it from her now, I bet.”

1/2

“Probably.” You respond.

“Well, we got the forties in, no problem.” the chief says, motioning for you to follow her as she walks over to the aircraft. “They've got a bit more ammo than one of the twenty-fives would have individually, and you've got a longer overall firing time, but your burst number is down pretty heavily. Admiral Wells said you should be ok just the same, but it's something to keep in mind. We're putting those big bastards in today-” She gestures to the VLS cells. “And that's gonna be an all-day thing. We're just waiting for the fabrication team to get in.”

“Will you need assistance?” Kyou asks, approaching from around the nose gear as she completes her short tour. The chief shrugs. “If you feel up to it ma'am.” She says. “We've got the chief maintenance and test witch over from the striker shop if you're still too loopy.” The chief pauses. “Which, speaking freely, ma'am, ya kinda look like you are.”

Kyou nods. “I do have difficulty with narcotics.” She admits. “But I am fit to interface with the aircraft, if that's necessary.”

The chief shakes her head. “Not for this, no ma'am.” She responds. “We just gotta throw an initial charge in the VLS suspension circuit and make sure it works the way it's supposed to before we go to install it. If it does, Matty will top it up and we'll install the gear. Admiral Wells wanted us to wait before you did initial hookup though, she had some more work she wanted to knock out with the ground cart beforehand.”

[] When will that be? We can let Kyou sober up a bit.
[] What can we do until then?

>>3589591
>[x] When will that be? We can let Kyou sober up a bit.
More loopy Kyou pls.

>>3589591
>[] When will that be? We can let Kyou sober up a bit.

>>3589591
>[X] When will that be? We can let Kyou sober up a bit.

>>3589591
>[x] When will that be? We can let Kyou sober up a bit.
Say Ghost, what was our dude's favorite Video Game?

>>3589591
>[x] When will that be? We can let Kyou sober up a bit.

>>3589591
>When will that be? We can let Kyou sober up a bit.

>>3589591
>[] When will that be? We can let Kyou sober up a bit.

>>3589591
>[x] What can we do until then?

>>3589591
>[x] What can we do until then?

>>3589591
>[X] When will that be? We can let Kyou sober up a bit.

Ok, votes called. This will be the last for the night, but we'll be starting early Saturday to make up for the slow start this week!

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[x] When will that be? We can let Kyou sober up a bit.

“When will that be?” You ask. “We can let Kyou sober up a bit.”

“That sounds like a good idea.” The chief says with a laugh. “Be a damn mess if we did first link with her still on painkillers. Admiral Wells said she expected to be out around afternoon chow, so probably an hour or two after that. I'll call you when she shows up.”

You nod. “Sounds good, thanks chief.”

She laughs. “All good, sir. Just get our girl some good coffee, hey?” She says, laughing again as she turns around, heading back over to the cluster of ground crew waiting near the VLS cells.

“Coffee does sound good right now.” Kyou admits. “Or perhaps those eggs you prepared yesterday?”

“Eggs woodhouse?” You ask, blinking. “You liked those?”

She nods. “They were incredibly rich, but I did enjoy them.”

You shrug- other than the Iberico ham- which is far too expensive to cook with other than very, very occasionally- you've still got everything to make the eggs. “I can, if you want.”

She nods again. “It will have to wait until after we meet with my family again, but I would like that very much.”

“Where are we meeting them?”

“On post, but they will contact me.” Kyou says.

“Dey already be on de way.” Your mother says, approaching from behind you. You see Kyou jump in surprise and spin to face her. You take a far more measured approach, turning in place and nodding to your mother- dressed, you note, in a professional business outfit, complete with a pencil skirt and glasses that, you know, are entirely cosmetic.

“Maman.” You greet her. “This isn't exactly the best time.” You say in French- reasonably sure Kyou doesn't speak the language. Given the look she gives you, either she doesn't- or she's willing to play along.

You mother smiles. “I disagree. This is the best time. No one tells anything but the worst lies when they're still flying on painkillers.” She says, responding in French as well.

You frown. “You plan to interrogate her?”

1/2

Maman laughs. “No, just introduce myself. Maybe in Japanese?”

You sigh, but nod. “Oui, maman.” You say. “Kyou, this is my mother, Brigitte Laroux. Maman, this is-” You say, switching languages, as suggested, the Japanese.

“The imperial princess Kyou, oui.” Maman says, cutting you off in English. She did that on purpose, of course- you're even willing to guess at the reasoning. “Sorry it take dis long to meet de witch goan be flyin wid my boy, oui.” She says.

Kyou nods. “I understand. It was indicated to me you remain quite busy, despite your retirement from active service.” She says.

“Oui. I be around de base some today, but de guard get a bit nervous wid me aroun ya famile, oui.” She says with a smile- one of the ones that shows a bit too much tooth and never quite reaches her eyes. You're told it's intimidating as all hell- and it is, a bit, even to you. To her credit, Kyou doesn't flinch- or respond much at all, simply nodding.

“They are nervous enough with Morgan being my sole companion.” Kyou says. “I can only imagine they would be even more so with the mother of night that close.”

Maman nods. “Oui. We be talkin later, I think. I be havin a few tings to do today, oui, but I stop by befoah de evening out. Don't cook for me non.”

She pivots and leaves almost as quickly as she appeared- Kyou waits almost a full minute before turning to you. “Is your mother always that intimidating?” She asks.

[] She was trying to make an impression. Don't let it get to you.
[] She can be. She's not that bad once you get to know her.

>>3589864
>[X] She can be. She's not that bad once you get to know her.
Cute mom.

>>3589864
[] She was trying to make an impression. Don't let it get to you.

>>3589864
>She can be. She's not that bad once you get to know her.

>>3589864
>[x] She can be. She's not that bad once you get to know her.

Thanks for the run Ghost!

>>3589856
>[] She can be. She's not that bad once you get to know her.

>>3589864
>[] She can be. She's not that bad once you get to know her.

>>3589864
>[X] She can be. She's not that bad once you get to know her.

Thanks for the run boss.

>>3589856


[] She was trying to make an impression. Don't let it get to you.

>>3589864
>[X] She was trying to make an impression. Don't let it get to you.

>>3589856
>other than the Iberico ham- which is far too expensive to cook with other than very, very occasionally
Too expensive for a Wyvern pilot and a Bishop ?

>>3589864
>[x] She was trying to make an impression. Don't let it get to you.