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11:15, 29th July UC 0075
Zeon Military Academy on Guardian Banchi, Side Three (Republic of Zeon)


Before you left for Side Seven you agreed to fight your bunkmate Rix. Now that you're back at the academy it has become very clear that might have been a mistake.

Stepping back across the canvas, arms in a low guard, you void blow after blow as the short man continues his furious assault, his almost ogre-like brow set in a furrow and a huge violent grin spread across his rough face. You’re pretty good in a fight, but he must have been born to do this - He’s built like a tank, utterly muscle bound and with arms considerably thicker than your thighs, and in a fight like this the stout bastard somehow still moves with frightening speed despite his short height and stocky nature. Punch after punch pistons in, an unrelenting onslaught. Only your advantage in reach and longer legs have kept you from falling already - You’re sneaking in occasional blows, a few even struck his face, but they don’t do much to deter Rix. Glove or not, it’s like smashing your hand into a brick wall.

Elsewhere in the training gym other cadets are going at it in their own matches, but quite a few are gathered around your ring and watching. You don’t have time to identify all the others, too busy keeping from getting absolutely jackhammered by Rix’s unrelentingly aggressive attacks, but Tiff, Blare, and Izumi are all here, along with your siblings and the two Zabis - It seems that a lot of people wanted to watch this.

You're probably not going to win, that's almost certain already, but at least it’s all in good fun - Right?

“Only a coward retreats endlessly! Fight! Die as a warrior, Max!” Izumi shouts, the dark haired girl drawing alarmed looks from some of the other cadets nearby. Tiff agrees loudly, screaming out something even more violent you don’t quite make out as Rix manages to land a blow to your chest - The concussion is tremendous, knocking the air right out of you for half a moment, but you manage to recover and continue keeping away from the worst of it for now. Slipping for even a moment in a fight like this is inviting instantaneous punishment.

>Screw it, Izumi’s not wrong, you can’t just stay on the defensive - Attack, attack, attack! Today is a good day to die!
>As lightning fast as Rix is, you’re used to fighting against Casval - Perhaps if you really push yourself you can outmatch his speed. Yes, you’re sure to win because your speed is superior.
>Take a moment to center yourself and use your greater perception to predict Rix’s moves, perhaps there is a path to victory through finesse and prediction.
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>>5575952

Voting:
Feel free to vote for several options and list them numerically [1), 2), 3), etc.] in order of your preference. Numerical listing is very important to avoid confusion. If your first choice loses your vote will shift to your second choice, and so on. If you switch preferences before votes are counted, please link back to your original preference vote. If you do not pick multiple options it will be assumed that you only want one. If you list several options without numerical separation I will assume you want to combine them.

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Previous Threads:
Thread one: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2022/5414507/
Thread two: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2023/5492260/
Thread three: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2023/5533615/
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>>5575952
>>5575952
>Take a moment to center yourself and use your greater perception to predict Rix’s moves, perhaps there is a path to victory through finesse and prediction.
I deleted my previous vote so your other post wouldn't be separated
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>>5575952
>Take a moment to center yourself and use your greater perception to predict Rix’s moves, perhaps there is a path to victory through finesse and prediction.
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>>5575968
Thanks for that, anon. Makes the start of the thread look a bit nicer.
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>>5575968
>>Take a moment to center yourself and use your greater perception to predict Rix’s moves, perhaps there is a path to victory through finesse and prediction.
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>>5575952
>Take a moment to center yourself and use your greater perception to predict Rix’s moves, perhaps there is a path to victory through finesse and prediction
Give me my ultra instinct Max Holloway moment
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>>5575952
>>Take a moment to center yourself and use your greater perception to predict Rix’s moves, perhaps there is a path to victory through finesse and prediction.
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>>5575952
>Take a moment to center yourself and use your greater perception to predict Rix’s moves, perhaps there is a path to victory through finesse and prediction.
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>>5575968
>>5575969
>>5575973
>>5575977
>>5575982
>>5576001
Writing.
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Weaving back and forth you avoid the worst of Rix’s relentless attacks, voiding and blocking where you can but becoming ever more aware that each foiled strike is bringing you closer to defeat, wearing you down blow by blow. You sneak another punch past as Rix dodges a touch too slowly, not quite dipping to the side in time; the impact shakes up your arm, but it’s not a solid hit. That quick blow to his cheek only seems to encourage Rix, and he presses in even more aggressively, arms still just hammering away at you.

This isn’t going to work. Thinking quickly, searching for any path to victory, you fall back upon your greatest strength: your perceptions. Simply reacting to and making occasional counterattacks won’t do, you need to press a level deeper than that, you need to know Rix’s attacks before he even begins to move.

Exhaling, you try to center yourself, sharpening your perception as you’ve done so many times before, expanding your awareness and yet remaining focused upon Rix to the exclusion of all else, seeing him as he is before you while also glimpsing something far deeper - You can feel his mind, the edges of it a dim light among the black, old and narrow in its focus and yet still there just as surely as any other. . The next punch comes in, but you’ve already moved out of the way, and the next, but again you’re simply not there - You sneak a couple of hits past even as Rix’s face begins to grow more perplexed, twisting up in confusion just as the twin hits impact. There’s still no effect, there’s just not enough force to rattle him, and he presses in, almost goaded by the strikes. You give him another, and dodge, and another, and another - His defenses are collapsing, and you begin to smile. It’s a purely instinctive reaction, a combative thrill rushing through you as victory is once again in sight…

And then you feel it. You understand perfectly as Rix realizes a profound truth about your fight.

You hit hard, but not quite hard enough, and he can take it.

Oh no.
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>>5576165

Pushing forward even as you rain blows down on him and move away, Rix nearly slams into you, running you down and just accepting the hits he has to take to close the distance, the first of his own blows managing to land again - As the wind is knocked out of you your focus slips, the moment of perfect awareness dissolving in a flash of bright pain, and then another. You reel backwards, recover, dodge, and then take another blow to the gut - You focus breaks completely, and suddenly you find yourself unable to keep up at the same pace as a moment before, dodging what you perceived as a hit only to find you’ve fallen for a faint. Your head snaps upward as Rix’s gloved fist connects, and for a half a moment the world narrows to a dark tunnel, a hazy view of the ceiling high above you… Blinking, you clear your head slowly, back against the ropes as one of the instructors calls out something. Rix takes a step back, the punches ceasing entirely, and it takes a while for your senses to come back to you.

“...is the winner. Cadet Mass, are you alright?” The instructor asks, slipping into the ring.

“...Yes, sir.” You answer, the color and sharpness of the world returning - Damn, Rix hits like a freight train.

“Alright, good. Hell of a fight there at the end, but that’s enough from both of you. Next pair, get up here!” The instructor shouts, and an eager look Tiff enters alongside a blond girl you’ve only spoken briefly to a handful of times, Zenna. Going to be another clear winner in that fight…

Rix is at your side as you leave the ring, one hand on your shoulder as soon as you’re both out, laughing heartily and seemingly just having a grand old time after knocking you nearly senseless, “Noo that wis a proper fight, pity we cannae go anither few roonds. Shook me up for seicond or two there…”

He rubs at the side of his face, and then moves his jaw around a bit carefully to test how it feels, “Aye, going tae feel some o' they for a few days. You?”

“Could have gone a couple more rounds at least,” You smile, unsure how much more of that you actually could have taken, “We’ll have to do it again.”

“Aye.” Rix nods in agreement, chuckling, but his eyes aren’t on you anymore as Izumi and the other approach.

“An excellent battle, if a hopeless one.” She says with clear approval, standing straight and tall as she looks over you both, “Seeking unbeatable foes is a noble pursuit, Max.”

“Unbeatable?” Rix questions, his chest puffing up a bit and his arm slipping away from you, “Ah like th' sound o' that.”

“A brutish sport.” Blare comments, looking over to the fight that’s just begun between Zenna and Tiff a little nervously, “But one undoubtedly one which suits your talents, Rix.”
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>>5576168

Your siblings and the two Zabis aren’t far away, heading over to you now.

>”Hey, Edouard, want to go for a few rounds here in a bit? It’s been a while.” A bit of proper practice against a solid opponent.
>”Garma, how'd you rate that fight? Got the seal of Zabi approval for our performance?" A bit of smart-assery. Poking at your disguise doesn't bother you quite so much now that it won't matter in a few more months anyways.
>”Doesn’t seem to suit you as much though… yet. Want to practice a bit, Blare?” He could use some more help, but it'll be slow and tedious work.
>Write-in.
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>>5576170
>”Hey, Edouard, want to go for a few rounds here in a bit? It’s been a while.” A bit of proper practice against a solid opponent.
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>>5576170
>>”Hey, Edouard, want to go for a few rounds here in a bit? It’s been a while.” A bit of proper practice against a solid opponent.
Bro before bros
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>>5576170
1)
>”Doesn’t seem to suit you as much though… yet. Want to practice a bit, Blare?” He could use some more help, but it'll be slow and tedious work.
>”Garma, how'd you rate that fight? Got the seal of Zabi approval for our performance?" A bit of smart-assery. Poking at your disguise doesn't bother you quite so much now that it won't matter in a few more months anyways.

2)
>”Doesn’t seem to suit you as much though… yet. Want to practice a bit, Blare?” He could use some more help, but it'll be slow and tedious work.

3)
>”Garma, how'd you rate that fight? Got the seal of Zabi approval for our performance?" A bit of smart-assery. Poking at your disguise doesn't bother you quite so much now that it won't matter in a few more months anyways.

We helped him with the shooting, right? This could be good practice.
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>>5576170
>”Hey, Edouard, want to go for a few rounds here in a bit? It’s been a while.” A bit of proper practice against a solid opponent.
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>>5576172
Changing to
1)
>”Doesn’t seem to suit you as much though… yet. Want to practice a bit, Blare?” He could use some more help, but it'll be slow and tedious work.
2)
>”Hey, Edouard, want to go for a few rounds here in a bit? It’s been a while.” A bit of proper practice against a solid opponent.
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>>5576170
>”Hey, Edouard, want to go for a few rounds here in a bit? It’s been a while.” A bit of proper practice against a solid opponent.
Time for some brotherly bonding
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>>5576186
>>5576177
>>5576171
>>5576179 (2nd)
Writing.
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“Hey, Edouard, want to go for a few rounds here in a bit?” You call out to your brother, stepping away from Rix and the others for a moment after giving them a small nod, “It’s been a while.”

“It has, Max.” Your brother agrees, a competitive twinkle in his blue eyes, “That was quite the showing a moment ago.”

“It’s almost as if you could see his moves before he made them,” Vivima comments wryly, smirking and shaking her head in amusement, “Or maybe I was just imagining things.”

“Cut it, Viv.” Sayla prompts her quietly, shooting Vivima a mildly concerned look. The Zabi does so, but only after giving a small shrug. The two of them were just off at Dr. Flanagan’s research facility over the weekend, so newtypes being fresh on their mind is hardly a surprise.

“It was what it was,” You reply nonchalantly, “Made a promise to fight him before I left last week, and I keep my word.”

“Hardly the first time you’ve shown that,” Vivima agrees, complimenting you with almost uncharacteristic warmth, something about her demeanor striking you at once as easier going, as if she’s finally relaxed after months of tension whenever she was near you in the past.

“What’s gotten into you, Viv?” Garma asks, noticing the change at once and not hesitating to call it out. She’s not an unpleasant girl, and often rather warm and wholesome with her family at least, but the change in tone is unmistakable and Garma looks positively baffled.

Vivima just smiles, a hint of innocent mischief to it, her voice as sweet as ever when she speaks, “Nothing, I just had a very… enlightening conversation over the weekend with a shared friend of ours, she was very insightful.”

Does she mean Tryphosa?

“Whatever caused it, I like it!” Garma beams, wrapping his arm around his sister - she doesn’t shy away from it, accepting the moment of familial closeness, “Sayla, you should bring her with you more often if this is how she comes back.”

“Hey,” A bit of an edge returns to Vivima’s voice, violet eyes narrowing as she gives her brother a mildly annoyed look, “I’ve always been great.”

“Sure you have.” Garma doesn’t argue. It’s… good to see them close like this? It’s hard to wish ill on them even with your final goals for their family, you can’t help but see your own relationship with your brother and sister in theirs.
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>>5576360

“Looks like we’ll have the ring again soon.” Casval comments, watching on as Tiff and Zenna go at it. It’s an almost eerie mirror of your match against Rix, except Tiff’s advantage over her taller opponent seems to be coming more from the sheer violence of her assault rather than immense physical ability - She’s a vicious little monster, and Zenna’s not nearly as skilled as you are. It will be a short match.

>”They run the tests on you too, Viv?” You can’t discuss newtype activity directly, but talking around it should be safe enough.
>”Sayla, you start your medical training soon, don’t you?” Might
>Onto the match with your brother! Glorious battle awaits!
>Write-in.
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>>5576361
>”Sayla, you start your medical training soon, don’t you?” Might
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>>5576361
Second voting option should end with: Might want to discuss that while you have time, it won't be long now.
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>>5576361
>”They run the tests on you too, Viv?” You can’t discuss newtype activity directly, but talking around it should be safe enough.
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>>5576361
>”Sayla, you start your medical training soon, don’t you?” Might want to discuss that while you have time, it won't be long now.
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>>5576367
We can always talk with Vivima about newtypes later, but I feel like talking about the medical training is on a time limit.
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>>5576361
>”They run the tests on you too, Viv?” You can’t discuss newtype activity directly, but talking around it should be safe enough.
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>>5576361
>”Sayla, you start your medical training soon, don’t you?” Might want to discuss that while you have time, it won't be long now.
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>>5576361

>”They run the tests on you too, Viv?” You can’t discuss newtype activity directly, but talking around it should be safe enough
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>>5576362
>>5576367
>>5576381
Sayla.

>>5576382
>>5576380
>>5576366
Vivima.

Got a tie, hopefully it'll be broken when I check in the morning.
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>>5576415
I would switch my vote, but I feel like working towards making sure Casval and Artesia reconcile is important (and maybe any information we get could be the start of some plan we'll make? I just wish Vivima and Garma weren't here so that we could speak more in private).
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>>5576361
>>”Sayla, you start your medical training soon, don’t you?” Might want to discuss that while you have time, it won't be long now.
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>>5576415
I"ll swap to Sayla
>>5576361
>>5576366
>”Sayla, you start your medical training soon, don’t you?” Might
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>>5576361
>>”Sayla, you start your medical training soon, don’t you?” Might
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>>5576362
>>5576367
>>5576381
>>5576460
>>5576525
>>5576766
Writing.
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“Sayla, you start your medical training soon, don’t you?” You ask your sister, ignoring the match for now even as it seems to have captured your brother’s attention for a moment, Tiff’s shouting of insults being quite unsportsmanlike but more than a bit entertaining.

“In just over a week!” Sayla confirms happily, though Garma looks rather gloomy about the prospect, “Extra classes and I’ll be away some but it should work out. Got to be ready for the exercises in a few months, right?”

“You’ll make a good medic.” Garma says, attempting to be supportive despite his clear misgivings about separating, “And an even better doctor in a few years.”

“Thanks, Garma.” Your sister responds sweetly, “I won’t be gone for that long, don’t look so down.”

“Down? No, I’m happy for you, it's a worthwhile goal.” He half lies, but you can tell at once that he’s at least genuinely trying, a few months ago he probably would have thrown a small fit, “Zeon needs more brilliant doctors, I’m sure you’ll be one of the best some day… I’ll just miss having you around as often in my unit.”

A few of the other cadets are clearly listening in on the conversation, a couple exchanging glances and even daring to whisper to one another. There had already been a few rumors about Sayla and Garma being together, little tidbits of gossip you’d caught wind of now and again, but this is probably the closest to a public display they’ve ever gotten. No one could mistake the look Garma’s giving your sister right now.

“Brilliant doctor? She’s got something more important in mind than just that, isn’t that right?” Vivima asks, and after a moment of hesitation Sayla nods.

“There’s a lot of important research that needs to be done.” Your sister agrees. Doesn’t take a genius to guess what they’re both on about after their trip.

>”...They run the tests on you too, Viv?”
>”However you end up helping people, you've always got my support, Sayla.”
>Onto the match with your brother!
>Write-in.
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>>5576933
>”However you end up helping people, you've always got my support, Sayla.”
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>>5576933
>”However you end up helping people, you've always got my support, Sayla.”
>"It's what always made you happy."
Artesia being a newtype researcher could be very useful, since it would help some of the others from going too far.
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>>5576933
>>”However you end up helping people, you've always got my support, Sayla.”

I'll +1 >>5576937 's write-in as well
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>>5576933
>”...They run the tests on you too, Viv?”
I'm a bit hesitant on having her as a researcher for Flanagan, cosidering what happens to them after the war and the fact that Artesia is better at comms.

>>5576937
While true, my fear is that she'll make them loyal to the Zabis instead of to us.
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>>5576933
>”...They run the tests on you too, Viv?”
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>>5576994
That's actually a good point, cause it's in Kycilia's plans to make her a scientist.
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>>5576933

>>5576994 makes a good point, so I'm changing my vote >>5576946 to
>>”...They run the tests on you too, Viv?”
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>>5576933
1.
>”...They run the tests on you too, Viv?”
2.
>Onto the match with your brother!

>>5576999
Kycilia is a big problem. She's put lots of investment in getting Artesia on her side, and Vivima is doing a good job at making the Zabis seem more humane.
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Surprised that there's so many anons that aren't supporting Artesia. This has been her dream for years.
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>>5577023
Kycilia existence makes people paranoid
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>>5577023
It's not about being unsupportive, but circumstances are different with the Zabis. If it weren't for them I'd be down for it.
But it being a huge dream of hers does present a problem.

>>5577027
She's been the one to get the most out of the Deikuns coming back.
She doesn't disappoint. I'll admit she's one of my favorite characters from Gundam as a whole.
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>>5576936
>>5576937
Sayla.

>>5576994
>>5576996
>>5577003
>>5577005
Viv.

Writing.
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>>5577041
>I see I have a fellow Kycilia appreciator. She's also one of my favorites, but in the context of this quest I'm all for fighting and killing her.

>>5577041
>But it being a huge dream of hers does present a problem.
We might get through to her by having Garma push against it (which he already is, unless I'm not remembering well or something has changed). I don't think we should make ourselves openly be opposed to it.
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>>5577041
To be fair, she probably is the most dangerous Zabi.
Gihren is also dangerous, but sometimes he does really stupid shit. While it makes it's hard to really plan around him, other times he shoots himself in the foot.
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>>5577058
>>5577041
>unironic Kycilia simps
What the fuck?
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“...They run the tests on you too, Viv?” You ask, trying to keep the question vague with so many other sets of ears nearby.

She brushes back her dark purple hair, smiling mischievously, “It took a bit of work, but I passed. It’s only natural that at least one of us would.”

The hair on the back of your neck stands up, your eyes widening every so slightly as she breaks the news so casually. Casval turns back to the conversation, his face calm and unreadable, that confidence he always carries so easily once again on full display - This is more important than any fight. Garma gives his sister a mildly confused look but doesn’t seem bothered, perhaps not understanding what’s being discussed.

“They got you your results back?” Sayla asks, cocking her head slightly, “I thought the data was too confused to be usable.”

“I just found out this morning, but our mutual friend knew as soon as we met.” Vivima answers, and if you didn’t know better you’d say she was almost giddy with excitement - but that kind of enthusiasm just doesn’t seem to fit her outside of a cockpit, “She didn’t tell you?”

Sayla looks around at some of the other cadets who are nearby around the ring and then speaks in a lower voice to avoid being overhead, “She said you were sleeping in a fog, I… I wasn’t sure what to make of that.”

“Mystery solved.” Viv smirks while Garma grows more visibly perplexed as the conversation stretches on.

“Welcome to the club, Vivima.” Edouard half congratulates her, something in his tone almost mocking - or perhaps it’s just your familiarity with him letting you pick up on that.

“What club? There’s a club?” A confused cadet, Lart, asks from nearby. He’s one of the ass kissers that follows Garma about, not a terrible guy really but his most remarkable quality is his inability to ever find something wrong with the Zabis.

“Of course there is, idiot, shut up.” One of Garma’s other friends hisses to Lart, quieting the over eager cadet down and pulling him a few steps away before he can fully barge into the conversation.

You choose to ignore the interruption, speaking directly to Viv, “One more thing in common then, that’s starting to be a long list. I’d trust… her over those tests any day, but how was the data confused? I don’t understand.”

Viv laughs at that, her voice sweet and clear, “You don’t understand? I’m sorry, that’s too perfect.”

Sayla takes a step closer to you to explain, leaving the new very confused Garma looking to your brother for an explanation - Edouard moves off to the side with him to speak, getting away from the other cadets.
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>>5577090

“They got multiple results simultaneously.” Sayla whispers, not trying to hide the information from Vivima but rather just prying ears nearby, “Not quite like she was two people, but… confused, jumbled. Too much activity at once.”

“Confused?” You work over the word again, saying it slowly, testing its bounds as your mind races - You’ve felt similar things from her in the past, turbulent and almost overlapping emotions. It certainly felt like confusion, but you wouldn’t have thought of it as being anything out of the ordinary for someone conflicted about a passionate discussion like when she apologized at the party.

“...So you’re not… awake yet?” You finally ask, addressing Vivima again in a low voice.

Viv shrugs slightly, feathered purple hair swaying slightly, “Not yet, no. Perhaps it’s wishful thinking, but I do… sense things sometimes. Flashes of intuition.”

>”...We’ll discuss this another time, Viv.” This may not be the place for this, get on to your match.
>”Happens more often when you’re flying, doesn’t it?” Maybe the similarities run deeper.
>”Well, let me know when you stop sleeping on the job. Hey, Edouard, let's go!”
>Write-in.
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>>5577092
>”Happens more often when you’re flying, doesn’t it?” Maybe the similarities run deeper.
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>>5577092
>”Happens more often when you’re flying, doesn’t it?” Maybe the similarities run deeper.
I this going to be yet another time where we take someone flying and something happens?
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>>5577092
>>”Happens more often when you’re flying, doesn’t it?” Maybe the similarities run deeper.
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>>5577092
1)
>”Happens more often when you’re flying, doesn’t it?” Maybe the similarities run deeper.
2)
>”...We’ll discuss this another time, Viv.” This may not be the place for this, get on to your match.
I bet she was supposed to be our fucking newtype bond if Tryphosa didn't get it first.
Fuck, glad we bonded with the psyopt illuminati clone.
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>>5577092
>>”Happens more often when you’re flying, doesn’t it?” Maybe the similarities run deeper.
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>>5577092
>”Happens more often when you’re flying, doesn’t it?” Maybe the similarities run deeper.
Viv schizo confirmed. Knowing our luck she's the only waifu candidate who survives the OYW.
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>>5577092
>>”Happens more often when you’re flying, doesn’t it?” Maybe the similarities run deeper.
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>>5577132
>Vivima surviving
Optimistic, kek. She'll definitely die from overconfidence and from trusting us.
>waifu candidate
She will fucking murder us and our entire family once she finds out our anti-Zabi and Neo-Zeon plans with Cas before she decides to go out with us.
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>>5577151
Absolutely agreed, her surviving is worst case scenario. That's why it'll happen. We think we'll have successfully gotten her killed and then the next thing we know it's UC0093 and we're thrown into a Vivima's Counterattack sequel quest.
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>>5577122
Personally, the idea of Viv being our newtype bond actually sounds really interesting. It would be very not good, but I can't help but wonder how Felix and siblings would feel about it, and how that relationship would unfold (or I guess tear apart) once the backstabbing begins.
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>>5577162
Well for one thing it would be effectively impossible to hide anything from her, or vice versa. Would make everything a hell of a lot more complicated.
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>>5577158
All that means is that we kill her personally. But that just means she'll come back as a newtype ghost in a clone.
>it's UC0093 and we're thrown into a Vivima's Counterattack sequel quest
Holy shit why does that sound unironically cool?

>>5577162
Artesia would support it maybe, Cas would be against it. It would be interesting yeah, but don't think it will happen since we have Tryphosa. And like the other anon said it would make hiding shit impossible.
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>>5577108
>>5577119
>>5577121
>>5577122
>>5577124
>>5577132
>>5577149
Writing.
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“Happens more often when you’re flying, doesn’t it?” You question, a vague sense of familiarity suddenly all about you, only your siblings' unique auras cutting through the strange feeling. There’s an almost ineffable similarity between you which your mind brushes up against, and you catch a hint of that confused emotion you sometimes become aware of, a turbulent sea of emotions within Vivima that seems to have settled now, united for a moment.

“...It does.” She agrees slowly, violet eyes glinting strangely, as if they were reflecting some unseen light in the space between you, “It always has. You’re the same, aren’t you?”

“...I am.” You answer, finding it strangely easy to speak genuinely despite your misgivings and despite the uncertainties this revelation about Vivima’s nature brings with it, “It’s like it’s waiting for me every time I fly, that sense of awareness. The stars and space help to bring it out, they… nurture it.”

She moves closer to you now, speaking even more quietly, her voice such a low whisper that even Sayla might struggle to make it out, violet eyes intensely focused, “We’re of a kind, Felix.”

“Maybe this isn’t the best place for this?” Sayla whispers before you can respond to Viv, your sister’s blue eyes looking around uncertainly and her blond hair swishing about as she looks to the other cadets nearby.

“You’re right.” Vivima says, still quiet, taking half a step back but remaining close, “There’s no need to rush something that’s beyond time. It’s inevitable, our dreams are nearly the same.”

“...Just what kind of conversation did you have with her?” You question, the choice of words clearly not Vivima’s own - You can almost hear Tryphosa through her, a phantom voice.

“We talked about the nature of things. Bonds…” Vivima’s words are heavy in the air even as she still speaks in barely a whisper, “And family, and dreams. I like her, she understands.”

“...She does.” You nod, unable to deny that truth but somewhat shaken by what it means - Tryphosa understands everyone well except for herself, but this feels like more than that.

>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
>”...How many more of us do you think there are?”
>Time for glorious fraternal combat! [End scene]
>Write-in.
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>>5577330
>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
Oh shit, Viv might really be our natural bond, with Tryphosia's being an artifical one
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>>5577330
>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
This'll go a long way to garner her trust I think.
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>>5577330
1)
>”...How many more of us do you think there are?”
2)
>Time for glorious fraternal combat! [End scene]
I don't want to risk fully awakening Vivima's newtype stuff.
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>>5577330
>>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”

Goddamn, did that one anon call it?
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Wait a fucking minute, is it possible for someone to get two bonds at once? Or to replace an artificial bond with a real one?
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>>5577339
That's what I was assuming.
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>>5577339
I'm assuming the first one
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>>5577347
>>5577348
Yeah, in that case flying with her will probably make us form it. I'd be all for taking risks but I really don't want to chance this shit.
But if we do go with this we need to bring other people with us to distract her, if just for the excuse that we don't want this shit to look like a date.
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>>5577330
>>5577336
Changing vote
1)
>”...How many more of us do you think there are?”
2)
>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
>"We should bring more people. Casval, Artesia, Garma, want to come with?"
3)
>Time for glorious fraternal combat! [End scene]
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>>5577357
Seems like a good idea actually.
I'll change mine >>5577333 to support it
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>>5577360
Supporting the write-in with inviting people to come with or my vote in general? Don't want to cause misunderstanding.
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>>5577364
I support getting more people, but your vote in general works too.
I kind want to bond with Vv to see what would happen, but it would make getting rid of the Zabis really hard.
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>>5577330
1)
>Time for glorious fraternal combat! [End scene]
2)
>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
>"We should bring more people. Casval, Artesia, Garma, want to come with?"
3)
>”...How many more of us do you think there are?”
Going flying just means we'll bond with Vivima, meaning we won't be able to keep anything from the one person who wants to make the Zabis win no matter what. The write in helps but it might not be enough.
Talking to her about more newtypes might inspire her but she probably already has plans.
To anyone thinking about Vivi being the waifu of choice just remember what she said about us looking like a girl and that we should grow our hair. If we go with her it's the pegged femboy Felix route.
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>>5577330
>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
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>>5577330
1.
>Time for glorious fraternal combat! [End scene]
2.
>”...How many more of us do you think there are
3.
>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
>"We should bring more people. Casval, Artesia, Garma, want to come with?"
Only supporting this if it means we aren't going to fly alone with her. Otherwise ignore the 3)
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>>5577380
>>5576996
>>5576999
Past ID, I'm phoneposting.
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>>5577330
>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
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>>5577058
How did I mess up the formatting that much?

>>5577070
Don't worry, I know she's a bad bitch.

>>5577334
I think she already trusts us man.

>>5577330
>Time for glorious fraternal combat! [End scene]
Even if it won't come to anything this might look like a date to the Zabis, and we'll be in deep shit if they believe that their precious little sister is just the mistress/leftovers of some other guy.
Also why do people want to bond with Vivima? It'll probably ruin any hope we have of trying to take back Zeon.
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>>5577330
>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
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>>5577398
>I think she already trusts us man.
Enough to do what we ask without a second thought? It'll be a lot easier in the future if we do all the ground work now and that means flying with her. Also I'm not particularly convinced we'll bond with her if we do.
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>>5577330
>>5577398
Changing my vote to:
1)
>Time for glorious fraternal combat! [End scene]

2)
>”...How many more of us do you think there are

3)
>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
>"We should bring more people. Casval, Artesia, Garma, want to come with?"

I don't like the other choices, but I'm willing to compromise if it means we don't go on what's basically a date with her or something.
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>>5577400
>Enough to do what we ask without a second thought?
I see where you getting at, but I don't think that'll ever happen.

>Also I'm not particularly convinced we'll bond with her if we do.
I also thought the same when hugging Tryphosa in Texas, and I didn't know that helping her would allow a character switch when we were at Eb's.
What I'm saying is that Contolist has done this sort of thing before when this type of wording was being used.
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>>5577407
>Contolist has done this sort of thing before
Well you're not wrong, I just can't think of any examples of it happening in UC.
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I'm doing a quick count

Fly
>>5577334
>>5577337
>>5577376
>>5577399

Fly + Others
>>5577357 (2nd)
>>5577360 (2nd)
>>5577374


Newtypes
>>5577357
>>5577360
>>5577380 (2nd)
>>5577402 (2nd)

Skip
>>5577374
>>5577380
>>5577402

Seems the bet for anons that don't want to fly is asking how many more there are, since in a tie between skipping and flying, the second vote for newtype is the write-in of flying with others
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Actually, fuck it
>>5577360
>>5577333
Changing again to
1)
>Time for glorious fraternal combat! [End scene]
2)
>”...How many more of us do you think there are
3)
>”...Want to go flying together, Viv?”
>"We should bring more people. Casval, Artesia, Garma, want to come with?"
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>>5577410
I didn't expect clones to exist in UC either, but apparently Tryphosa and her sisters are just that. So I'm not feeling particularly reassured.

>>5577413
Thank you for the tally.man.
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>>5577420
>UC
We'll, this early on in the Universal Century at least.
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>>5577420
Fair enough. We're off the rails, hard to tell what happens next.
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Alright, so I think that tally vote >>5577413 was accurate, and then with this >>5577419 change we have a tie between Fly and Skip. I'll give things another hour.

>>5577423
It's never too early for UC stuff to be weird and funky.
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Miscounted (twice, deleted a post to fix it). Skip should have been the winner when I posted >>5577436 I just missed a vote.

>>5577374
>>5577380
>>5577402
>>5577419
>>5577357 (3rd)
Writing.
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>>5577436
Hell yeah!
Also I think you might've counted someone twice.

>>5577425
That's why I'm feeling that there's a potential get a newtype bond with her if we're don't watch out for it. I at least want to bring the others around to minimize it.
I have a feeling things will really start to get out there when the Dawn Rebellion is supposed to start.
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>>5577456
My bet is that probably will end up bonding with her eventually, unless we specifically go out of our way to not work with her.
So we should probably try to do as much as we can before it happens
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>>5577460
You have a point there. Though I'm sure Tryphosa can tell us ways to prevent it from happening, since I think she was prepared to interfere any possible bonding between her sister and Artesia.
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Soon your brother returns from his side conversation with Garma, the Zabi left looking perplexed and taking Sayla and Vivima aside to discuss things with them in hushed tones, the cadet who usually flock about the Zabis being wave away for some added privacy. Rix and Izumi have been watching on for a little while now, both clearly interested in what’s happening but unwilling to approach. Tiff and Zenna’s fight draws to an end, Tiff of course having emerged as the victor - perhaps out of a sheer willingness to throw herself entirely into acts of violence if nothing else.

Soon you’re in the ring, facing off with Edouard, something you haven’t had a chance to do for nearly two months now. Newtypes and political maneuvering might be complicated, brain bendingly so, but at least there’s something simple and fun to clear your mind of all of that confusion - There’s nothing like a bit of brotherly combat!

...Several weeks later.

Time passes quickly in the academy, such regimented life providing little opportunity for much besides education, training, and making some new friends and connections among the other cadets. Classes and exercises blend together, and even Sayla going off at times to participate simultaneously in medical training was barely a hiccup to the schedule. She has been rather worn out since the beginning of the medical program, but so far it hasn’t caused her to fall behind significantly elsewhere and Garma’s watching out for her when he can - Viv too. You’ve not had much of a chance to speak with her in greater detail about her time with Tryphosa, her position as cadet choir leader and the tutoring program that Garma helped institute keeping both of you separate most of the time.

Rumors about your family’s relationship with the Zabis have begun to spread around, but they all seem to be far off the mark; that you’re on unusually good terms with them is obvious for everyone to see though, even the instructors have taken notice. …It won’t be much longer now before Dozle proposes to your mother, but that’s still in the future.

What’s going on in the academy today? (Choose one to focus on):
>A “patriotic philosophy” class. The Zabis aren’t in this one, you’ve got a chance to discuss things with other cadets.
>Weapons training. You’re all finally moving on to proper service rifles and ranges that might prove a bit more challenging. Izumi's got a competitive look about her today.
>...It’s late in the day, after classes and training, and you’re taking the time to speak with someone (Write-in for who).
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>>5577485
>Weapons training. You’re all finally moving on to proper service rifles and ranges that might prove a bit more challenging. Izumi's got a competitive look about her today.
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>>5577485
>>Weapons training. You’re all finally moving on to proper service rifles and ranges that might prove a bit more challenging. Izumi's got a competitive look about her today.
Pewpew
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>>5577485
1)
>A “patriotic philosophy” class. The Zabis aren’t in this one, you’ve got a chance to discuss things with other cadets.
This is probably the ideal one if we're going for getting some of the cadets on our side.

2)
>...It’s late in the day, after classes and training, and you’re taking the time to speak with someone (Write-in for who).
>Blare
It's possible we could actually bring him into the fold if we really tired, though it'll be a work in progress.

3)
>...It’s late in the day, after classes and training, and you’re taking the time to speak with someone (Write-in for who).
>Char
This is just out of curiosity.

4)
>...It’s late in the day, after classes and training, and you’re taking the time to speak with someone (Write-in for who).
>Zenna
Also out of curiosity. Part of me wonders what she was planning to do before she got married to Dozle in canon.
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>>5577485
>Weapons training. You’re all finally moving on to proper service rifles and ranges that might prove a bit more challenging. Izumi's got a competitive look about her today.
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>>5577485
>A “patriotic philosophy” class. The Zabis aren’t in this one, you’ve got a chance to discuss things with other cadets.
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>>5577485
1)
>A “patriotic philosophy” class. The Zabis aren’t in this one, you’ve got a chance to discuss things with other cadets.
Most important one, doing this gets us closer to spreading our influence. We're already good with guns, now we need connections.
2)
>...It’s late in the day, after classes and training, and you’re taking the time to speak with someone (Write-in for who).
>Zenna
Sounds like it could be interesting to actually meet her. I wasn't even thinking about this until the other anon mentioned her.
3)
>...It’s late in the day, after classes and training, and you’re taking the time to speak with someone (Write-in for who).
>Blare
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>>5577485
>1.)A “patriotic philosophy” class. The Zabis aren’t in this one, you’ve got a chance to discuss things with other cadets.

>2.)Weapons training. You’re all finally moving on to proper service rifles and ranges that might prove a bit more challenging. Izumi's got a competitive look about her today.
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>>5577485
Out of curiosity how many month's have we been practicing with our guns again before the academy, and for about how much time did we do it each day?
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>>5577485
>A “patriotic philosophy” class. The Zabis aren’t in this one, you’ve got a chance to discuss things with other cadets.
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>>5577485
>>A “patriotic philosophy” class. The Zabis aren’t in this one, you’ve got a chance to discuss things with other cadets.

Space pope begins
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>>5577503
To be fair there's a difference between handling revolvers and military grade rifles, but I agree that ensuring ourselves to be influential in Zeon is far more important.
Also we've seen Felix handle guns and weapons and we know he can deal with them well if it comes to it, I'm curious to know about how he'd handle political theory since apparently it's his strong suit (if I'm remembering correctly).

>>5577536
>space pope
Man that takes me back good to see that dream isn't dead.
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>>5577485
>>A “patriotic philosophy” class. The Zabis aren’t in this one, you’ve got a chance to discuss things with other cadets.
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>>5577485
>>Weapons training. You’re all finally moving on to proper service rifles and ranges that might prove a bit more challenging. Izumi's got a competitive look about her today.
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>>5577536
>>5577542
Based
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>>5577515
Rather than just answer that directly I'll just remind people of some other facts as well. Felix was taught to shoot by an ex special forces operator. He has been practicing regularly for years with Casval as competition, with only a small gap after he began living with the Zabis. He has outstanding perception (usually, there's at least one huge blind spot no one has noticed), which is pushed even further by being a newtype. He practiced shooting for several hours every day day for a couple of months before the academy began.

He's pretty good.

>>5577545
>>5577536
>>5577520
>>5577514
>>5577503
>>5577498
>>5577494
Writing.
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>>5577567
>(usually, there's at least one huge blind spot no one has noticed)
He doesn't have eyes in the back of his head?
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>>5577485
> There’s nothing like a bit of brotherly combat!
I hope this isn't foreshadowing
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>>5577567
Alright, that's pretty good. He might as well be part of an elite force.

Hope we find that achilles' heel before it bites us, unless it's literally >>5577571 in which case lmao.
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>>5577588
>>5577571
Kek, not what I meant but I guess it is true.
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>>5577561
I will never forget the memes from the first thread.
Man I really had to dig through some of my folders to find this one.

>>5577614
When I get the time I'll try to look at the archives for something consistent whenever Felix fights someone.
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>>5577571
Blind spot near the first thoracic vertebrae
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“Aznable.” The tall instructor, Garn, calls out across the lecture hall, a couple dozen cadets looking around for Char as the call goes unanswered. Garn closes in steadily on Char’s position among the rows of other cadets, somehow still unnoticed, voice slowly raising, “Aznable. Aznable!

“Y-yes, sir!” Char finally responds, looking up from his books and sliding something out of sight under one of them in a hurry.

“Pay attention, cadet.” Garn orders, exasperated and showing an usual amount of restraint for one of the academy’s instructors.

“Yes, sir.” Char apologizes, sitting up straighter, clearly embarrassed by being called out while so clearly having been distracted.

“...Now that everyone’s got their head back in this, let’s sum up what we’ve been discussing for the last two weeks.” Garn says, walking back down toward the white board at the bottom of the lecture hall, “About the first generation of spacenoids, and how they took control of their own fates from the earth federation that cast them out into the void as a result of it’s unmitigated economic failure! How their combined will created a stable society which has grown and prospered for decades across the Sides, and how spacenoids have developed a united consciousness as a people, and a will to seek autonomy from the corrupt democracies which make up the Earth Federation - You know these facts, of course. You’ve all lived them, some more than others. But have I taught you anything new of value these last few classes? Mm?”

The cadets in the class look to one another, a few ever daring to mumble out some answers to their friends. A few, including yourself, are clearly getting ready to volunteer just as Garn points toward Blare.

“You, explain why only spacenoids have sought autonomy so fiercely.” Garn orders.

Blare adjusts his glasses before answering, prepared as always, “Because the people living upon the Earth benefit from its economic and political dominance, they don’t face the same hardships that spacenoids have. We’ve been given a new perspective because of the Federation’s neglect.”

Garn sighs, disappointed, and shakes his head before speaking more loudly, “No. No! This perspective was not given, it was earned. Something given has no value - Look, when our fathers, or grandfathers for most of you now, came up here they struggled to survive. They clawed out a place to live among the stars, every time they protested for rights they used force, they organized. And force, especially political force, cadets, is violence - The supreme authority from which all other authority is derived.”

“Sir, my grandfather was in the first generation and he says violence never solved anything, it just made things worse until the votes happened.” A girl in the class says, daring to speak up without being asked.
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>>5577643

Garn chuckles at that, “How’d you sneak in here, cadet? This is a military academy, not an art school. No, you’re wrong. You, what would the leaders of Laplace colony say about this?”

The instructor looks to Tiff now, Blare’s academic excellence having failed him and this other girl clearly being way off the mark. She shrugs, “...Laplace colony? Nothing, sir. Been a shoal for ages.”

“And why’s that, cadet?” Garn asks, though surely everyone in the room must know.

“Terrorists blew it right to hell, sir.” She answers colorfully, eliciting some chuckles throughout the room.

“Exactly!” Garn says, having found the answer he was looking for, “It was violence that marked that day, an act of pure force that’s defined the course of this century. There's a lot of rumors about that day, but it's undeniable that someone got what they wanted through force alone. Naked force has resolved more issues throughout history than any other factor. The contrary opinion, that violence has never solved anything, is wishful thinking at its worst - People who forget that are doomed. It was by force that our forefathers earned the autonomy we enjoy today, and it’s by force that someday the Sides will have their independence - Now, I can see some of you murmuring, looking over your shoulders at that door back there. There aren’t any Federation instructors here today, the rats have run off for a staff meeting. Speak your minds… You, Cadet Mass! What, if anything, is the difference between a Spacenoid and an Earthnoid?”

He’s looking at you now, not Edouard or Sayla.

>”A spacenoid understands their place in both their physical environment and the body politic, accepting personal responsibility for the maintenance and safety of both and defending them with his life. An earthnoid does not.” Bit of Gihren answer.

>”A spacenoid has a profound sensitivity and insight into his fellow man, and a great awareness of the vastness of time and space and their place within both. An earthnoid does not.” Close to your father’s words.

>”When a spacenoid looks down on the Earth they see a sacred cradle in need of protection, they understand how fragile it truly is in the vastness of space. An Earthnoid sees dirt beneath their feet. They barely ever look up, sir. Light pollution blots out the stars in most cities down there.”

>Write-in.
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>>5577646
1)
>”When a spacenoid looks down on the Earth they see a sacred cradle in need of protection, they understand how fragile it truly is in the vastness of space. An Earthnoid sees dirt beneath their feet. They barely ever look up, sir. Light pollution blots out the stars in most cities down there.”
>”A spacenoid has a profound sensitivity and insight into his fellow man, and a great awareness of the vastness of time and space and their place within both. An earthnoid does not.” Close to your father’s words.
2)
>”A spacenoid has a profound sensitivity and insight into his fellow man, and a great awareness of the vastness of time and space and their place within both. An earthnoid does not.” Close to your father’s words.
3)
>”When a spacenoid looks down on the Earth they see a sacred cradle in need of protection, they understand how fragile it truly is in the vastness of space. An Earthnoid sees dirt beneath their feet. They barely ever look up, sir. Light pollution blots out the stars in most cities down there.”
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>>5577646
>”A spacenoid has a profound sensitivity and insight into his fellow man, and a great awareness of the vastness of time and space and their place within both. An earthnoid does not.” Close to your father’s words.
Captcha N2 DAD
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>>5577646
>>5577648
Supporting.
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>>5577646
>”A spacenoid understands their place in both their physical environment and the body politic, accepting personal responsibility for the maintenance and safety of both and defending them with his life. An earthnoid does not.” Bit of Gihren answer.
>”A spacenoid has a profound sensitivity and insight into his fellow man, and a great awareness of the vastness of time and space and their place within both. An earthnoid does not.” Close to your father’s words.
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>>5577646
1.
>”When a spacenoid looks down on the Earth they see a sacred cradle in need of protection, they understand how fragile it truly is in the vastness of space. An Earthnoid sees dirt beneath their feet. They barely ever look up, sir. Light pollution blots out the stars in most cities down there.”
>”A spacenoid has a profound sensitivity and insight into his fellow man, and a great awareness of the vastness of time and space and their place within both. An earthnoid does not.” Close to your father’s words.
2.
>”A spacenoid has a profound sensitivity and insight into his fellow man, and a great awareness of the vastness of time and space and their place within both. An earthnoid does not.” Close to your father’s words.
3.
>”When a spacenoid looks down on the Earth they see a sacred cradle in need of protection, they understand how fragile it truly is in the vastness of space. An Earthnoid sees dirt beneath their feet. They barely ever look up, sir. Light pollution blots out the stars in most cities down there.”
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>>5577646
>”A spacenoid has a profound sensitivity and insight into his fellow man, and a great awareness of the vastness of time and space and their place within both. An earthnoid does not.” Close to your father’s words.
>”When a spacenoid looks down on the Earth they see a sacred cradle in need of protection, they understand how fragile it truly is in the vastness of space. An Earthnoid sees dirt beneath their feet. They barely ever look up, sir. Light pollution blots out the stars in most cities down there.”
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>>5577646
>>”When a spacenoid looks down on the Earth they see a sacred cradle in need of protection, they understand how fragile it truly is in the vastness of space. An Earthnoid sees dirt beneath their feet. They barely ever look up, sir. Light pollution blots out the stars in most cities down there.”
>>>”A spacenoid has a profound sensitivity and insight into his fellow man, and a great awareness of the vastness of time and space and their place within both. An earthnoid does not.” Close to your father’s words.
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>>5577651
>>5577666
>>5577670
>>5577682
Writing. Might not finish until the morning.
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>>5577698
>Mink
What did he mean by this?
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”Sir, a spacenoid has a profound sensitivity and insight into his fellow man, and a great awareness of the vastness of time and space and their place within both. An Earthnoid does not.” You answer at once, the response coming as naturally as breathing. A simple rote recitation of your father’s writings could never hope to answer the question though, so you draw on some of your own experience as well, thinking not only of yourself but also Elena’s change in perspective, ”When a spacenoid looks down on the Earth they see a sacred cradle in need of protection, they understand how fragile it truly is in the vastness of space. An Earthnoid sees dirt beneath their feet. They barely ever look up, sir. Light pollution blots out the stars in most cities down there.”

“...Right from the mouth of Deikun, if I didn’t know better.” Garn praises you, nodding slightly in approval but clearly having no idea just how close he was to the truth, “You’ve had some experience down well, haven’t you, cadet?”

“Yes, sir.” You reply, motioning to your brother and sister nearby, Sayla looking particularly tired today, “All three of us spent a few years in southern Spain, the sky was clearer there than in most cities but we could still barely see the Sides.”

“Ah, you’re the Raz kid, right.” He grins, dimples showing on his worn features, “Who else here’s been down to Earth?”

A few hands go up across the class.

“Who was there for at least a month?”

A couple of hands go down.

“A year?”

Only you and your siblings are left holding your hands up.

“Take care to listen to those three, they’ve seen the face of our enemy.” Garn says to the entire class, “Lived among them, seen how they view things from below. Trapped down there under all that crushing gravity, blind to most of their brothers and sisters above them. And they are our brothers and sisters, don’t mistake that.”

“Sir, didn’t you just say they’re our enemy?” Izumi questions from a few seats over, “How could they be our brothers and sisters at the same time?”

“Cadet Fuchs, do you have any siblings?”

“No, sir.” She answers.

“Of course you are, or you wouldn’t have asked that question. You, the other Mass, you’ve fought your brother, haven’t you?” Garn asks, looking at Edouard now.

“Naturally, sir.” Your brother replies confidently, seeming to understand immediately where instructor Garn intends to go with his point, “It comes with having a brother.”

“And you, you’ve fought with them both, haven’t you?” He asks Sayla, “Knocked some sense into their heads?”

“...Yes, sir.” Your sister answers with a tired smile, “Usually it’s just words.”

“Of course, you use what force you can.” Garn nods, “Cadet Fuchs, do you understand now?”

“...I believe so, sir.” Izumi answers after a moment of consideration, “It’s our familial duty to push them along the right path.”
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>>5577797

“Precisely.” The instructor claps his hands together loudly, a violent slap carrying across the room, “They’re family in need of a firm correction. Some may be too far gone, the politicians, the captains of industry, all of the corrupt bureaucrats of the Earth Federation - But the common people aren’t all that different from us, they just haven’t earned a new perspective yet. They haven’t struggled as our people have. Every spacenoid’s family once came from the earth. It’s still in living memory, many of the first are still with us - Fewer every day, but I know you’ve all seen them. They were Earthnoids once. It was struggle that transformed them, not time or generations. Hard earned lessons and the countless deaths necessary to settle space, the constant opposition from the Earth Federation, it chiseled them into Spacenoids. Piece by piece they were sculpted by that conflict, that violence. You, each and every one of you, are the product of that process as well. Who’s seen a breach in a colony?”

Most of the class raises their hand.

“How about another major catastrophe, air scrubbing or environmental controls?”

The rest raise their hands, including you and your siblings.

“And who’s helped to fix those messes? Or helped the people doing that, brought them food or water, or helped fund repairs?”

The entire class keeps their hands up. You and your siblings helped with maintenance all the time back on Texas colony, even if it was just inspections as part of a wider excuse to practice flying.

“That’s right.” Garn says as he surveys the class, “Every cadet, every class, every year - There’s never a single one who doesn’t raise their hand, even the few we get from Earth. You’re not bound together only by an oath of service or your duty to Zeon - Though those are both noble, they don’t capture the truth. No, you’re bound together because you’re a single people. You have an awareness of things, of one another, that our misguided brothers and sisters on Earth can barely even begin to conceive of - When a person states that Spacenoids are superior, this is what they’re speaking of, this is the quality that Earthnoids lack. An awareness of one another, of the world we call our own, of our place in it and within time itself - A grander view of humanity and history than could have ever been achieved while trapped on the Earth…”

A murmur rumbles through the class for a moment until Tiff stands and throws a firm salute, “Sieg Zeon!”

Almost as one, caught up in a sudden fervor, the rest of the class stands. Even you and your siblings find yourself among them, your father's name transformed into a battle cry of an entire people as the room shouts out as one.

“Sieg Zeon!”
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>>5577799

A few minutes later.

The class concluded early, Instructor Garn’s point made more than clearly enough. It’s not quite your own approach to the issue, the militarism and zeal are a bit beyond your usually more cerebral outlook, but he’s far, far away from being Gihren. It’s at least a mostly fair approximation of your father’s ideology, his speeches could get rather impassioned at times. You and your fellow cadets have been allowed about fifteen minutes to speak with one another, and while many topics abound most of the class is still discussing Zeonism, Contolism, or all sorts of other schools of Deikun thought.

>You’re speaking with Izumi, Tiff, and Blare about the class. A few other students, including Char and Zenna, are with them.
>You’re with your brother and sister, and Edouard’s friend Anavel. The two of them get along well, similarly focused and high performers in all classes.
>You’ve decided to speak with Instructor Garn briefly. He’s seen the last few years of cadets through here, even back with Zeon was Munzo and the defense force was much smaller…
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>>5577802
>You’ve decided to speak with Instructor Garn briefly. He’s seen the last few years of cadets through here, even back with Zeon was Munzo and the defense force was much smaller…
That was incredibly hype writing Contolist. You've outdone yourself. Sieg Zeon!
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>>5577802
>You’ve decided to speak with Instructor Garn briefly. He’s seen the last few years of cadets through here, even back with Zeon was Munzo and the defense force was much smaller…
He was weirdly receptive of Zeon Deikun's philosophy. I want to see if he's actually a Deikun loyalist, though we'll have to use some tact to approach him about that subject.
If we can use him as a vehicle to convert some of the cadets it would be great.

>>5577805
I have the same feelings here, it's always quality.
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I almost forgot:
Sieg Zeon!

>>5577802
Is Casval going to have that connection with Gato even if we don't meet him here?
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>>5577802
>You’ve decided to speak with Instructor Garn briefly. He’s seen the last few years of cadets through here, even back with Zeon was Munzo and the defense force was much smaller…
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>>5577817
Yes, they met back at the party.
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>>5577825
I don't know how to feel about Casval getting close to him. I guess we'll just have to wait and see what our brother's plans are.
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>>5577802
>>You’ve decided to speak with Instructor Garn briefly. He’s seen the last few years of cadets through here, even back with Zeon was Munzo and the defense force was much smaller…

>>5577629
>legends speak of a Zeon Ace with no blindspots
>he devastated Federation lines using a technique where he spins in a Ball at extreme speeds while firing at enemy mobile suits with inhuman accuracy
>they only knew him as Ball Boy and that he spun at three times the normal spinning speed
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>>5577802
>>You’re with your brother and sister, and Edouard’s friend Anavel. The two of them get along well, similarly focused and high performers in all classes.

Pretty sure I'm in the minority here so my vote is going to be wasted but I'm curious what young Gato is like
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>>5577802
1)
>You’ve decided to speak with Instructor Garn briefly. He’s seen the last few years of cadets through here, even back with Zeon was Munzo and the defense force was much smaller…
2)
>You’re speaking with Izumi, Tiff, and Blare about the class. A few other students, including Char and Zenna, are with them.
That's a very interesting take on the whole nature of violence, with words being counted as it, and the spacenoid vs earthnoid relation.
One that we probably agree with, given the transformation that Elena went through, and it's closer to father's dream then Gihren's ambition.
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>>5577805
>>5577808
>>5577823
>>5577952
>>5578062
Writing.
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>>5577802
>You’ve decided to speak with Instructor Garn briefly. He’s seen the last few years of cadets through here, even back with Zeon was Munzo and the defense force was much smaller…

>>5578091
This is based off Starship troopers isn't it Contolist?
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>>5578096
Absolutely it is, for the first post at least.
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The sound of conversation drifts through the room, chaotic and indistinct, as the other cadets discuss Zeonism and other philosophies amongst themselves. Probably interesting conversations, but you clued in on something more interesting than the opinions of your comrades. The instructor, Garn, expressed a view of your father’s philosophy somewhat at odds with Gihren’s, not quite your father’s original work but close enough to it to perhaps be compatible, and that’s drawn your attention more than anything today.

You’re at the bottom of the lecture hall, speaking with instructor Garn. He greets you with a small close smile, green eyes searching over you and flicking back toward the rest of the class behind you.

“Cadet Mass, that was an excellent answer earlier, but you should be discussing things with your classmates. They need more voices like yours.” Garn says, stopping what he was doing to give you his full attention, something about his gaze naturally intimidating - He’s tall, but not a particularly imposing man, probably in his early middle age, skin tanned and worn from what must be frequent time outdoors, both now and in his youth.

“Yes, sir, but I did have some questions about the lecture.” You reply, trying to be respectful.

“Well, in that case I’m all ears, cadet.” He replies pleasantly, making time for your brief interruption even as he was putting some papers back away, “Always happy to help. What is it?”

“The philosophy you were teaching, it’s not as modern as I expected, sir.”

“Modern?” He chuckles, shaking his head, “No, I’d hope not. You mean I’m not in line with Chairman Gihren’s speeches, don’t you?”

“Yes, sir.” You answer honestly, not having expected such an immediate recognition of your purpose here, “It sounded much closer to Deikun’s original philosophy.”

“You’ve studied Deikun.” He states, concluding as much without issue, “More than what I’ve assigned at least. That’s not too uncommon, a lot of cadets have read some of his work.”

“I’ve read all of it a few times, sir, even the early speeches.”

“Looking for a medal, Mass?” He jokes, “That is good though, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Just don’t fill your head completely with dead paper, the world keeps moving.”

“Sir?”

“Deikun never finished his work, even his opinions were changing with time,” Garn explains, “Have you ever read the speech he meant to give the day he died?”

“I haven’t, sir.”

He nods, looking to have expected that and reaching over to a pile of papers on the table nearby, leafing through it quickly until he withdraws a few stapled together, “Most haven’t, it’s not published widely. Here, I keep a copy with me as a reminder. You can have it, not my only one.”
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>>5578112

You accept the printed out speech, scanning over it quickly and confirming at once that it’s not something you’ve ever seen before.

“Thank you, sir. I’ll make sure to read this…” You reply, unsure of what to make of this. It’s an odd thing to carry around, but perhaps not for an instructor of a course like this. Still, the mismatch with Gihren’s philosophy has your curiosity.

>”Do you disagree with Gihren’s conclusions then?” Gihren might invoke your father’s name frequently, in every speech and salute in fact, but anyone paying attention knows he’s taken things down a different path.
>”Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?” It’s possible at least, he’s the right age and seems like the type to have tried.
>”I was wondering why you didn’t mention newtypes, sir.” Gihren’s muddied the waters around newtypes a lot, conflating them with Spacenoids sometimes and generalized supremacist points.
>Write-in.
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>>5578113
>>”Do you disagree with Gihren’s conclusions then?” Gihren might invoke your father’s name frequently, in every speech and salute in fact, but anyone paying attention knows he’s taken things down a different path.
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>>5578113
>”Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?” It’s possible at least, he’s the right age and seems like the type to have tried.
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>>5578113
>”Do you disagree with Gihren’s conclusions then?” Gihren might invoke your father’s name frequently, in every speech and salute in fact, but anyone paying attention knows he’s taken things down a different path.
>”I was wondering why you didn’t mention newtypes, sir.” Gihren’s muddied the waters around newtypes a lot, conflating them with Spacenoids sometimes and generalized supremacist points.
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>>5578113
1)
>”I was wondering why you didn’t mention newtypes, sir.” Gihren’s muddied the waters around newtypes a lot, conflating them with Spacenoids sometimes and generalized supremacist points.
>”Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?” It’s possible at least, he’s the right age and seems like the type to have tried.
2)
>”I was wondering why you didn’t mention newtypes, sir.” Gihren’s muddied the waters around newtypes a lot, conflating them with Spacenoids sometimes and generalized supremacist points.
3)
>”Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?” It’s possible at least, he’s the right age and seems like the type to have tried.
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>>5578113
>>”Do you disagree with Gihren’s conclusions then?” Gihren might invoke your father’s name frequently, in every speech and salute in fact, but anyone paying attention knows he’s taken things down a different path.
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>>5578113
1)
>”Do you disagree with Gihren’s conclusions then?” Gihren might invoke your father’s name frequently, in every speech and salute in fact, but anyone paying attention knows he’s taken things down a different path.
>”Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?” It’s possible at least, he’s the right age and seems like the type to have tried.

2)
>”Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?” It’s possible at least, he’s the right age and seems like the type to have tried.

3)
>”Do you disagree with Gihren’s conclusions then?” Gihren might invoke your father’s name frequently, in every speech and salute in fact, but anyone paying attention knows he’s taken things down a different path.
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>>5578117
>>5578124
>>5578142 (3rd)
Writing.
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“Do you disagree with Gihren’s conclusions then?” You question, trying to get a better sense of Garn - It’s a dangerous question in a way, but dissent is far from completely stamped out in Zeon… Yet.

“About what, cadet?” Garn asks carefully, “He’s said a great many things, it can be a struggle to keep up with his speeches.”

“...He is a busy man,” You agree, thinking of how little of an opportunity you’ve had to speak with him outside of occasional dinners back at the Zabi palace, though you of course can’t mention that here, “I meant his conclusions about Spacenoid supremacy and conflict with the Earthnoids.”

“Ah, of course.” Garn nods, “In a broad sense we agree, I’ve discussed it with him a few times, but the reasons for coming to those conclusions and the emphasis he places on them are off.”

…He’s spoken with Gihren? Perhaps that shouldn’t be too surprising considering Garn’s position and Dozle being superintendent of the academy.

“Off, sir?”

“Yes, off. He believes the change is biological, a critical physical change occurring along with the change in mindset.” Garn answers, speaking very carefully, “Something epigenetic, almost racial, that makes Spacenoids physically different from Earthnoids. A change beyond life in artificial gravity or outside of the earth’s polluted atmosphere, something deeper than that. I’m sure you’ve heard his speeches, and his claims that not everyone from earth has the capacity to even become a Spacenoid.”

“That we’re a master race.” You finish for him, having heard it from Gihren himself in passing a few times, “Yes, sir. You think that’s wrong?”

“I’ll leave that to the geneticists to be sure, but that kind of deterministic thinking doesn’t sit well with me, or fit what I’ve observed. So yes, I think he’s wrong.” Garn answers directly, “Outside of Luna I’ve yet to meet an Earthnoid that’s stayed one after more than a few decades up here, some just take a while to realize their new place. Anecdotal, but it’s what we’ve got to work with, no one's done a good study yet. It isn't an easy change to quantify.”
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>>5578205

He doesn’t stop there though, carrying on with his explanation, “I don’t disagree that any physical changes occur, I disagree that those are the key factor. It’s a superior outlook, a unity with others - that’s what makes a Spacenoid, what makes us better than what mankind used to be. It's not something inborn, it's earned - Some earn it as children, struggling in microgravity for the first time, others earn it rationally through philosophy, or emotionally when they see the earth as a blue dot for the first time. ...As for conflict with Earthnoids, that’s already happening. No great change ever comes without conflict, usually armed conflict. It’s the way of nature, things tend to remain as they are without a force acting upon them, without violence of some kind. This is the greatest change mankind has ever undergone, leaving our cradle behind to live in space. A war’s inevitable.”

>”Won’t that threaten to destroy the Earth though? That seems antithetical to the Spacenoid outlook.”
>”You haven’t mentioned newtypes, sir. Where do they fit into things then?” It's seems like it must be at least partially genetic, Tryphosa and her sisters are all newtypes, just like their mother. Six genetically identical people... Of course they've also all lived strange lives, much of their time spent deep in space.
>”You’ve spoken with Gihren? …Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?”
>Write-in.
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>>5578208
>”You’ve spoken with Gihren? …Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?”
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>>5578208
1)
>”Won’t that threaten to destroy the Earth though? That seems antithetical to the Spacenoid outlook.”
>”You’ve spoken with Gihren? …Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?”

2)
>”You’ve spoken with Gihren? …Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?”

3)
>”Won’t that threaten to destroy the Earth though? That seems antithetical to the Spacenoid outlook.”

I feel like we're gradually getting closer to getting him on our side. If we can imply the connection between us and Zeon Deikun we might be able to do it (after making sure he isn't leaning towards Zabi sympathy, but at this point it seems unlikely).
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>>5578208
1)
>”Won’t that threaten to destroy the Earth though? That seems antithetical to the Spacenoid outlook.”
>”You haven’t mentioned newtypes, sir. Where do they fit into things then?” It's seems like it must be at least partially genetic, Tryphosa and her sisters are all newtypes, just like their mother. Six genetically identical people... Of course they've also all lived strange lives, much of their time spent deep in space.
2)
>”You haven’t mentioned newtypes, sir. Where do they fit into things then?” It's seems like it must be at least partially genetic, Tryphosa and her sisters are all newtypes, just like their mother. Six genetically identical people... Of course they've also all lived strange lives, much of their time spent deep in space.
3)
>”Won’t that threaten to destroy the Earth though? That seems antithetical to the Spacenoid outlook.”
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>>5578208
1)
>”Won’t that threaten to destroy the Earth though? That seems antithetical to the Spacenoid outlook.”
>”You’ve spoken with Gihren? …Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?”
2)
>”You’ve spoken with Gihren? …Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?”
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>>5578208
>”You’ve spoken with Gihren? …Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?”
>”Won’t that threaten to destroy the Earth though? That seems antithetical to the Spacenoid outlook.”
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>>5578208
1)
>>”You’ve spoken with Gihren? …Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?”
2)
>>”Won’t that threaten to destroy the Earth though? That seems antithetical to the Spacenoid outlook.”
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>>5578208
>”You’ve spoken with Gihren? …Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?”
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>>5578208
>>”You’ve spoken with Gihren? …Did you ever meet Deikun, sir?”
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>>5578292
>>5578287
>>5578251
>>5578235 (2nd)
>>5578211 (2nd)
>>5578210
Writing.
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“You’ve spoken with Gihren?” You ask, carefully thinking over what Garn’s said but not letting that detail slip by so easily.

“I have.” He confirms, “Gihren speaks to classes of cadets somewhat regularly, usually after the big exercises against Federation forces. Strikes while the iron is hot as it were, tempers flare every time the federation tries to humiliate us like that. While he was here he gave a guest lecture in one of my classes - We spoke afterward, he’s a sharp man.”

“How’d that go, sir?”

“Well, I wasn’t shot.” He chuckles grimly, the dark joke not seeming to be made lightly at all, his steady gaze meeting yours, “We disagreed on details and agreed on outcomes. It wasn’t a long discussion. I’m not here to talk about the Zabi family though, Mass. If you don’t have further questions about the class you should join your fellow cadets.”

“I have at least one more question, sir.” You tell him, hoping he’ll consider being more on topic, “...Did you ever meet Zeon Deikun?”

“Several times, it was years ago, shortly before the defense forces expanded from just doing police work and became a proper military.” Garn answers you, shaking his head slightly, green eyes fixed on some far off point, “It’s a damn shame your generation never had much of a chance to see him, he was a great man taken too early. Our people need the kind of resolve he had. Go on back to the others, cadet - And read that speech when you’ve got the time.”

“Yes, sir.” You head back to the other cadets, wishing you could have discussed more but still having learned a lot - It’s understandable that poking around the Zabi and Deikun families too much in this kind of class would get shut down, it’s a dangerous topic depending on where it strays, but Garn was willing to make that joke about being purged so perhaps there’s more…

There’s not that long left in class.

>Join Blare and the others. Sounds like they’re arguing about Lunarians.
>Join your siblings and Gato.
>Sit on your own and read over the speech now.
>Write-in.
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>>5578395
>>Join your siblings and Gato.
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>>5578395
>Join Blare and the others. Sounds like they’re arguing about Lunarians.
Time to spread our influence.
I think this was relatively successful, we should probably try to contact Garn in private later.
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>>5578395
>Join Blare and the others. Sounds like they’re arguing about Lunarians.
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>>5578395
>>Join Blare and the others. Sounds like they’re arguing about Lunarians.
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>>5578395
>Join Blare and the others. Sounds like they’re arguing about Lunarians.
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>>5578395
>Join Blare and the others. Sounds like they’re arguing about Lunarians.
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>>5578395
>>Join your siblings and Gato.
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>>5578395
>Join Blare and the others. Sounds like they’re arguing about Lunarians
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>>5578398
>>5578402
>>5578404
>>5578407
>>5578408
>>5578423
Writing.
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You stop to drop speech off with the rest of your stuff and then head over to join Blare and the others, an argument about Lunarians catching your ear even among the wider discussion of Zeonism.

“Man, don’t give me that, Luna doesn’t count - even kids know that.” Tiff asks indignantly, one hand on the table and leaning forward aggressively toward Char, “How the fuck’s a moon space?

“It’s… in space though?” Char says, leaning away from the wild eyed girl - It’s still odd seeing him at times, so very similar to your brother and yet so utterly different.

Everything is space, Tiff.” Blare comments, “Gravity is lower, and they have to live in dome cities. If a breach occurs they die just like we do. It’s not like Earth.”

“Oh can it, Blare.” She replies in a huff, “You’re not cute when you’re wrong.”

“Then it’s fortunate I’m correct.” Blare replies, not giving in nearly that easily when something as important as a pedantic point is on the line, “Izumi, you concur, don’t you? Lunarians are Spacenoids.”

“No.” Izumi answers, not elaborating. Tiff grins triumphantly and holds out hand for a low five - After a moment of consideration, looking at the extended hand as if it’s some alien gesture, Izumi takes the offer, their hands clapping together.

“Ye cannae jus’ say ‘no,’” Rix protests.

“I did.” Izumi says, quite unperturbed even as Rix gives her a disappointed look.

“Care teh explain?” Rix prompts, straining to be the reasonable one in the group.

“Seems cowardly to avoid the issue.” Blare adds, Izumi’s dark eyes narrowing further and settling on the blond boy, her buttons thoroughly pushed.

“They live on the moon, a planetoid, and labor away in its gravity well. That simply isn’t space.” Izumi elaborates, though it hardly clears up the issue, “Their spirits are held down by gravity, even if they do struggle to survive. How could they ever hope to be anything but parasites feeding on Earth’s exploitation of the Sides?”

“Yo, Max, are Lunarians Spacenoids?” Tiff calls out to you as you approach, reeling you fully into the conversation.

>”What? No, obviously not. Some Spacenoids live there, but if you’re born on the moon it’s not the same. Too much gravity.” …Okay, so gravity might have something to do with newtypes at least if Tryphosa is anything to go by.
>”Of course they are, they don’t live on Earth. Blare’s right, they have the same struggles we do. Gravity isn’t some black magic that stops people from becoming spacenoids, it’s poetic language.” Eh, gravity probably isn’t that big of deal.
>”Sure, some are. My girlfriend lives on Luna and she’s a spacenoid.”
>Write-in.
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>>5578532
>”Of course they are, they don’t live on Earth. Blare’s right, they have the same struggles we do. Gravity isn’t some black magic that stops people from becoming spacenoids, it’s poetic language.” Eh, gravity probably isn’t that big of deal.
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>>5578532
>>”Of course they are, they don’t live on Earth. Blare’s right, they have the same struggles we do. Gravity isn’t some black magic that stops people from becoming spacenoids, it’s poetic language.” Eh, gravity probably isn’t that big of deal.
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>>5578532
1)
>Write-in
>"Some are, some aren't, I suppose. It would depend on many factors, both mental and physical in nature. At the very least there is more of a potential to be a spacenoid there because of how they've struggled and the relative distance from earth."

2)
>”Sure, some are. My girlfriend lives on Luna and she’s a spacenoid.”

3)
>”Of course they are, they don’t live on Earth. Blare’s right, they have the same struggles we do. Gravity isn’t some black magic that stops people from becoming spacenoids, it’s poetic language.” Eh, gravity probably isn’t that big of deal.
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>>5578532
1)
>”Sure, some are. My girlfriend lives on Luna and she’s a spacenoid.”
>"They have a bigger chance of being stuck in the old trappings of the earthnoid elite, but a lunarian has seem and experienced enough that they can be set free."
>"In truth, even a spacenoid can have their souls trapped in the old ways. I've seem Jovians be like that, and the ships they live in don't even have artificial gravity like a colony."
2)
>”Sure, some are. My girlfriend lives on Luna and she’s a spacenoid.”
>”Of course they are, they don’t live on Earth. Blare’s right, they have the same struggles we do. Gravity isn’t some black magic that stops people from becoming spacenoids, it’s poetic language.” Eh, gravity probably isn’t that big of deal.
3)
>”Sure, some are. My girlfriend lives on Luna and she’s a spacenoid.”
4)
>”Of course they are, they don’t live on Earth. Blare’s right, they have the same struggles we do. Gravity isn’t some black magic that stops people from becoming spacenoids, it’s poetic language.” Eh, gravity probably isn’t that big of deal.
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>>5578565
The 1 was supposed to only be my write-in
>>5578560
Oh hey, we thought the same thing, but you did it in less words.
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>>5578532
I'd like to take the middle ground without appealing to our own character bias.
>1.)Write-in
>Some are, some aren't. They share our struggle but are bound by gravity.

>2.)”Of course they are, they don’t live on Earth. Blare’s right, they have the same struggles we do. Gravity isn’t some black magic that stops people from becoming spacenoids, it’s poetic language.” Eh, gravity probably isn’t that big of deal.
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>>5578568
Yeah, we basically did. I like you're write-in better actually, since it also mentions how the Jovians aren't really that different from the earthnoid elite, and it could make some of the people here start to doubt Gihren's propaganda.

>>5578532
>>5578560
Changing my vote to support >>5578565
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>>5578570
>>5578532
That's a good write-in, and it highlights that even spacenoids can fall into the same trappings as earthnoids. Switching to support >>5578565
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>>5578532
1)
>Write-in:
>Spacenoids aren't a mere political class or cultural subset of humanity. Being subject to the struggles of survival outside of natural atmosphere and being spiritually freed from the crushing weight of natural gravity wells matter, but only insofar as they contribute to the natural evolution of humanity into Newtypes. Lunarians are closer to this than Earthnoids, further than proper Side dwellers. Yet even the Jovians I've met, most at a remove from gravity, are weighed down by their repressive society. No, they aren't spacenoids, but the vast majority of humanity across the solar system aren't true spacenoids yet.
I want to unveil Felix's Contolist powerlevel right here. It's been far too long since Father's philosophy really graced this quest.

2)
But if I must, I'll settle for >>5578565
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>>5578565
Why would you randomly bring up your girlfriend in a military academy when we're trying to gain influence and underlings? Even moreso when we're going to be going public soon as a Deikun?
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>>5578607
It was because of the "some are".
Also I copied the prompts wrong, I clarified it here
>>5578568
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>>5578600
Oh, this is good
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>>5578583
>>5578570

>>5578600
This one's a good expansion on orange's idea. I hate to change my vote so many times and make a mess but I'm switching to support this instead.
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>>5578607
That's actually a good point.

>>5578532
>>5578577
Changing my vote to:
>"They have a bigger chance of being stuck in the old trappings of the earthnoid elite, but a lunarian has seem and experienced enough that they can be set free."
>"In truth, even a spacenoid can have their souls trapped in the old ways. I've seem Jovians be like that, and the ships they live in don't even have artificial gravity like a colony."
I assume this is how the anon intended it to be, since he clarified it in >>5578568 and >>5578620

>>5578600
While this is a good write-in, I don't like the finality in saying that there aren't any spacenoids in Luna and the implication of taking a 'side' in the argument ( know this probably wasn't the intent, but it's how it'll seem to some of the students there).
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I think Contolist can mix all the write-ins we made into one. They all try to pass a similar idea, each one has a part that is better then the other ones, and if I think he has done that before.
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>>5578629
My point is that only Newtypes are "real" spacenoids and where one lives is only incidentally related to what truly matters- evolution into a higher humanity. There is an idea of the spacenoid yet to be fully incarnated in human flesh.
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>>5578532
I'll +1 >>5578565
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>>5578637
While I got that, purple he has a point that the other students might not see that way, since Garn didn't mention Newtypes in his class.
That simple mention of the evolution into newtypes might not be enough to stop a misconception
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>>5578636
I'd be down for that if other anons are. As long as we don't take a 'side' in the argument or mention Newtypes, while clarifying things like you did in your write-in and mentioning how Jovians are like the earthnoid elite and that there are spacenoids in Luna despite the earthnoid influence.

>>5578637
That's fair enough and I agree, but that definition would include earthnoids (like Amuro) as spacenoids. That alone is too radical for most if not all of the class to accept, and could worse case scenario raise some eyebrows with the staff in Zeon.
Also yXXPBtUc makes a point in that the mentioning of Newtypes at all would be a bit odd.
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>>5578600
Got a suggestion for a way to try and deal with potential misunderstanding
>No, they aren't spacenoids, just like the vast majority of humanity across the solar system still haven't become the true spacenoids: newtypes.
It kind of is redundant after you wrote about humanity's evolution, but repetition should help reinforce the point. I think
I still hope Contolist uses all the write-ins, even though mine is winning. They are all good.
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>>5578650
I really want to mention Newtypes man. It's generally seen as a weird belief, but Felix is nothing if he is not a full-throated defender of his Father's vision. We definitely should avoid talking about what we really know.

Also, the radical implications of the theory are precisely what I want to say without saying. The Zabis are not real spacenoids, the Jovians are not real spacenoids, all those who oppress the human spirit are roadblocks to human evolution. To Felix earthnoid newtypes should be an absurd theoretical possibility, like a fish that can climb trees.

>>5578651
That's definitely a better way of putting it.
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>>5578650
>there are spacenoids in Luna
There are some spacenoids, I don't meant to say that all of them are spacenoids.
>staff at Zeon
Should clarify it to Military Academy of Zeon.
Also, let's not mention Elena or make it appear like our beliefs are hinged on personal matters.

>>5578651
I'm still not entirely sold on it, mostly due to the finality of saying there are no spacenoids there as well as the possible misinterpretation some of the students could have.

>>5578656
But there is a problem there, Vivima has proved that the Zabis can in fact become Newtypes (and potentially Glemy can be one too, if Contolist uses the Gundam novelization in this quest). If we base/start our philosophy on that then the Zabis will be able to use it against us when we make Neo-Zeon.
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>>5578659
>Vivima has proved that the Zabis can in fact become Newtypes
Tbh this is just a flaw of the philosophy. As presented in the quest, Deikun conflates the psychic newtype abilities that "spacenoids" are more likely to possess with the utopian vision of future human society that he himself had. IMO Felix should eventually realize that these are conceptually distinct categories. Unless they aren't. In which case when Vivima develops her newtype abilities she may outgrow the primitive and corrupt character of her family.
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>>5578656
lmao
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>>5578664
As with the mudskipper, nature often defies human expectations. I for one can't wait for the inevitable challenges Felix goes through when he meets Lalah and awakened Amuro.
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>>5578656
I know that there's is one type of cave fish live hanging in walls, and one type of mud fish that can walk on land and there's those jumping fish that can kind of fly. Are there actually ones that can climb trees?
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>>5578659
>when we make Neo-Zeon.
In fact, it'll even be before we do that since I'm willing to believe that Vivima will try to use her status as a Newtype to legitimize the Zabis.
It would be better if we portrayed true spacenoids as not limiting human potential, and the capability of being a newtype lies not in just being a spacenoid.
I mean, if we're extending what it means to be a spacenoid to earthnoids, Old-Guard Jovians and Zabis and then base our philosophy on it then the paradox of fighting 'real spacenoids' for the sake of freeing spacenoids will be noticeable.

>>5578663
I agree in that they are probably separate categories, which is why I don't want to conflate the two in this argument. I think even Felix's father believed that earthnoids could be newtypes.
Especially since this is all about us making a distinction between earthnoids and spacenoids, not what makes a newtype.

>>5578666
I'm sure he'll accept it, considering Jimba quoted Deikun in saying that there is in fact a possibility of earthnoids being newtypes.
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>>5578667
I just searched on google and it exists
What the fuck
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>>5578667
The land down under is a pathway to many abilities the European would consider unnatural.

https://youtu.be/2pkOjNaIXB8
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>>5578668
I should clarify that Jimba said that our father's philosophy mentioned the possibility of earthnoid newtypes existing under very extraordinary circumstances.
I think that's what Jimba said to us three while we were in Spain, unless I'm not remembering correctly.
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I just remembered something that was mentioned before about about mixing newtypes and spacenoids into the same category: It's something that Gihren does in his speeches, and I think Felix said that was not correct.
Although Gihren says it because he thinks that spacenoids are the master race, instead of spacenoids not existing (in bulk) yet
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>>5578532
>"They have a bigger chance of being stuck in the old trappings of the earthnoid elite, but a lunarian has seem and experienced enough that they can be set free."
>"In truth, even a spacenoid can have their souls trapped in the old ways. I've seem Jovians be like that, and the ships they live in don't even have artificial gravity like a colony."
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>>5578679
That settles it for me then, I don't want Felix's ideology to be conflated with Gihren's. It just isn't something Felix would genuinely believe in, and it would be bad for us if we want to distinguish ourselves from the Zabis.
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>>5578683
I'm phoneposting, here's my past ID chain.
>>5577666
>>5577503
>>5577384
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>>5578668
>>5578679
I guess part of the problem is that I want to answer the question of "do Lunarians deserve the same prestige that Side colonists have in virtue of being spacenoids" in the negative, since I view "spacenoid" prestige as being linked to newtype potential (supposing newtype potential = potential for the elevated vision of humanity), which Lunarians decidedly have less of. Unfortunately the factors contributing to newtype potential are ill-understood by most, and some Gihren want to give prestige to Side-dwellers for political reasons, hence the political charge of the question "are Lunarians spacenoids?". Of course, at the end of the day I am attempting to interpret a philosophy for which no actual treatises exist in order to overcome a fictional false ideology. So what do I know?
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>>5578688
Yeah the whole thing of the Lunarians having lesser potential for newtype shenanigans makes sense, and I kind of agree with that since I made a point of saying that they have a bigger chance of being stuck in the ways.
I think what is being contentious is the mixing of the terms newtypes and spacenoid. Kind of wish we talked with Garn about it, maybe he would have a class later and we could talk about the term then, because if we did now we would have to explain everything from scratch.
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>>5578691
It's like being a bona-fide Nietzschian in a room full of Nazis man, semantic shenanigans abound.
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>>5578693
Kek, it really is the same situation.
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>>5578688
I'll have to (mostly) disagree on what it means to be a spacenoid with you then. Considering that it would potentially go against dad's philosophy (even earthnoids can become newtypes) while appealing to Gihren's thought process.
Either way we probably shouldn't talk about Newtypes with the class now, since we aren't fully aware in-universe of how it meshes with spacenoids and dad's philosophy, for the most part at least (and it would be bad if we started making Gihren-esque talking points without knowing).

>>5578693
lmao
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Alright, time to tally things up and determine the ultimate fate of all Lunarians.
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>>5578709
To nuke or not to nuke, that is the question
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>>5578683
>>5578629
>>5578639
yXXPBtUc write-in with the Elena stuff redacted.

>>5578600
>>5578627
Pz3mobuD write-in.

>>5578558
>>5578549
Blare

I might have missed a vote in there somewhere, but it looks like the yXXPBtUc write-in wins. Writing.

If I screwed up the count in a way that actually matters please let me know.
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>>5578725
Lmao, managed to leave out the actual original >>5578565
Same winner.
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>>5578726
We're not about to fucking out ourselves with a girlfriend are we?
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>>5578746
>with the Elena stuff redacted
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>>5578748
>Thinking I can read
i am here for war crimes, Sieg Zeon and Dadzole. These pansy word stuff is not for me.
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>>5578752
Well said based anon, carry on
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>>5578752
Lol
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You consider the question carefully for a moment before answering, the simple argument having rather profound consequences depending upon how you answer, "Sure, some are. Lunarians have a greater chance of being mired in the old trappings of the Earthnoid elite, but many have seen and experienced the same hardships we have, more than enough to be set free of the old ways. In truth, even a spacenoid can have their souls trapped in the old ways - I've seen Jovians just as chained to practices brought up from earth, and most of the ships in the Jupiter fleet don’t don’t even have spin gravity."

“Well spoken, Maxime.” Blare says, “It’s experience that makes a person into a spacenoids… Wait a moment, even the Jovians? Surely they must all be spacenoids, they live in even harsher conditions than we do.”

“Yeah, jovies are crazy weird, right? They gotta be spacenoids.” Tiff says in that hoarse voice of hers, eyes darting between you both, face scrunched up in annoyance - It’s not a great look for her.

“He never claimed they weren’t spacenoids.” Izumi states matter-of-factly, “...That isn’t what you meant either, is it?”

“No, they’re certainly spacenoids, but it’s important to remember that’s just one step along a much greater path.” You answer, trying not to say too much for now - In a few more months it should be easier to discuss this.

“You mean newtypes, right?” Char asks excitedly, his enthusiastic embrace of Zeon propaganda finally showing itself - He was off at that boarding school for a lot of the time you were in Texas colony, but last winter break he was all over the stuff.

“Newtypes? Load a’ mystic mumbo jumbo.” Rix says dismissively, “Yer rite aboot Luna tho’.”

>”Don’t dismiss it so easily, Rix. Zeon Deikun has proven to be right about most things. Tiff, Izumi, don’t you agree?”
>”I do, Char. It’s important not to mistake spacenoids and newtypes for being the same thing, spacenoids are just a step further along the path than most.”
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
>Write-in.
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>>5578850
1)
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
>”I do, Char. It’s important not to mistake spacenoids and newtypes for being the same thing, spacenoids are just a step further along the path than most.”
This is basically what I was thinking, because saying that only spacenoids can be newtypes is incorrect (and pretty Gihren-like as well).

2)
>”I do, Char. It’s important not to mistake spacenoids and newtypes for being the same thing, spacenoids are just a step further along the path than most.”
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>>5578850
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
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>>5578850
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
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>>5578850
>>5578858
Changing my vote to:
1)
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
>”Don’t dismiss it so easily, Rix. Zeon Deikun has proven to be right about most things. Tiff, Izumi, don’t you agree?”

2)
>”Don’t dismiss it so easily, Rix. Zeon Deikun has proven to be right about most things. Tiff, Izumi, don’t you agree?”

3)
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.

On second thought, we should be focusing more on how to convince people to eventually join us.
Also, where's Zenna in all of this? I thought she was with the group.
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>>5578850
1)
>”I do, Char. It’s important not to mistake spacenoids and newtypes for being the same thing, spacenoids are just a step further along the path than most.”
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
2)
>”I do, Char. It’s important not to mistake spacenoids and newtypes for being the same thing, spacenoids are just a step further along the path than most.”
3)
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
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>>5578873
She's just off to the side a bit and keeping quiet so far, making other people at the academy wonder if blondes always come in trios.
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>>5578903
>making other people at the academy wonder if blondes always come in trios.
lmao
But wouldn't Casval, Artesia and Gato debunk this by them just sitting together? Unless there's a mystery blonde over with them.
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>>5578911
Normally Felix would be with them. The mirroring wasn't intentional but Char and Casval of course look almost identical, Felix and Blare are sort of similar looking if you squint and ignore Felix being way more athletic, and Zenna and Artesia... actually don't look that similar, but they could probably pass as sisters.
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>>5578850
>>5578873
Changing my vote once again:
1)
>”I do, Char. It’s important not to mistake spacenoids and newtypes for being the same thing, spacenoids are just a step further along the path than most.”
>"...although, in theory, that a newtype could emerge from earth under the right circumstances, thought it would be extremely unlikely." You remember Jimba mentioning this back on Andalusia, and that your father was never entirely certain if only spacenoids could become newtypes...
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
This might lead us to the path of understanding what newtypes are.

2)
>”I do, Char. It’s important not to mistake spacenoids and newtypes for being the same thing, spacenoids are just a step further along the path than most.”
>"...although, in theory, a newtype could emerge from earth under the right circumstances, thought it would be extremely unlikely." You remember Jimba mentioning this back on Andalusia, and that your father was never entirely certain if only spacenoids could become newtypes...

3)
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
>”Don’t dismiss it so easily, Rix. Zeon Deikun has proven to be right about most things. Tiff, Izumi, don’t you agree?”

4)
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.

5)
>”Don’t dismiss it so easily, Rix. Zeon Deikun has proven to be right about most things. Tiff, Izumi, don’t you agree?”
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>>5578927
Huh, makes me think that Hamon and Astaria looking like sisters really is just a coincidence.
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>>5578931
The Astraia/Hamon similarity is much stronger for what that matters. If someone wasn't familiar with them they could probably switch places without too much issue. And probably have in the past.
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>>5578935
That is something interesting to keep in mind. Hopefully Astaria isn't on the reconciliation path with the Zabis and we can get some plans going with her and Hamon.
I hope we'll be able to speak with her in private soon, at least before the wedding/engagement happens. Though I know that that's unlikely.
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Rereading the second vote (the one about how spacenoids are closer to newtypes), I'm starting to not like it. Especially if it were to be written without a further write-in explaining how it doesn't mean that only spacenoids will be able to become newtypes. Even though it seems to imply like we're trying to make it distinct I feel like it isn't going to work and will only reinforce the Gihren propaganda, and generally be a net loss for us to garner support.
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>>5578850
>”I do, Char. It’s important not to mistake spacenoids and newtypes for being the same thing, spacenoids are just a step further along the path than most.”
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
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>>5578850
>>5578929
On second thought I'll change my vote to just:
>”Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” Hear him out.
It's good to focus on finding out what makes people not really believe it.
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>>5578866
>>5578867
>>5579276
Writing.
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“Why don’t you think newtypes are real, Rix?” You ask your friend, hoping to hear out what reasons he might have for denying a reality that you know far, far more than you can admit to.

“C'mon, space turns folk intae psychics? Nonsense.” Rix dismisses the idea at once, “Juist listen tae that. Psychics? a' body knows that’s garbage.”

Blare shrugs, “The claims are somewhat dubious on their face, most scientific investigations into claims of psychic powers have shown it to be little more than an elaborate hoax - But those tests largely occurred on earth.”

“Woah, woah, my best friend and… and you think it’s all crap too, Blare?” Tiff questions, clearly shocked as she looks between Rix and Blare, her gaze lingering on the blond cadet, the anger and mild annoyance she wore so easily a moment ago fading into something like real concern, “...They're the whole point of all of this though. They’re real. Or will be. It has to be true.”

“Tiff…” Blare sinks a bit in his chair, tone apologetic, “I’m not saying they don’t exist, it just seems unlikely - I could be incorrect, it does happen. It happened in just this class earlier.”

“Yer jus’ sayin’ that cuz’ ye like her.” Rix shakes his head, “Tiff, it doesn't chaynge how come we're 'ere. Sides need soldiers.”

“I suspect they’re already among us.” Zenna finally comments from off to the side, breaking her silence, “Biding their time for when there’s enough of them for it to be worth revealing themselves, safe enough to live as they are. Can you imagine what it must be like to understand others completely but not be understood? ...I’m sure the Federation would only try to exploit them.”

Izumi nods, dark eyes looking over the group, “I’ll go a step further than that, Zenna: I wager that at least one of us is a newtype. Reveal yourself!

…It’s a good thing you’ve got years of practice pretending to be someone you’re not, but you manage to look unassuming and normal as her gaze sweeps over the group, settling intensely on each person one at a time.

Char smiles as Izumi looks at him, “You know, sometimes I get weird feelings about things, maybe it’s me.”
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>>5579294

“...Yeah right, cowboy.” Tiff rolls her eyes, but the absurd claim at least brings a smile back to her face, “At least you believe, Char. Rix, man, you gotta see what’s in front of you.”

Rix doesn’t even look at her, his gaze fixed on you, “Ain't a thing 'ere bit spacenoids, Tiff.”

Seems like the Lunarian question is largely being left behind.

>”...I think there already are newtypes among us. It makes sense that they’d hide themselves, Zenna’s right.” More right than she realizes.
>”You know there’s actually a whole field of newtype research, Rix. It’s not talked about much but there’s plenty of evidence, just request some of Dr. Lom Flanagan’s research papers from the academy library’s databases. My sister is really into it, talks my ear off about it.” None of that is actually secret.
>”Uh huh, Char, you and me both.” …The temptation to toy around with the truth is too great.
>Write-in.
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>>5579296
>”...I think there already are newtypes among us. It makes sense that they’d hide themselves, Zenna’s right.” More right than she realizes.
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>>5579296
>”...I think there already are newtypes among us. It makes sense that they’d hide themselves, Zenna’s right.” More right than she realizes.
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>>5579296
>>”Uh huh, Char, you and me both.” …The temptation to toy around with the truth is too great.
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>>5579296
>”...I think there already are newtypes among us. It makes sense that they’d hide themselves, Zenna’s right.” More right than she realizes.
Maxime is sus
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>>5579296
>”...I think there already are newtypes among us. It makes sense that they’d hide themselves, Zenna’s right.” More right than she realizes.
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>>5579296
>”Uh huh, Char, you and me both.” …The temptation to toy around with the truth is too great.
Pissing in the wind.
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>>5579297
>>5579298
>>5579306
>>5579334
Writing.
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“...I think there already are newtypes among us. It makes sense that they’d hide themselves, Zenna is right.” You say, this whole conversation brushing a little too close to the truth - Backing off now wouldn’t look great though, so you may as well commit.

“You’re proposing that all of them are simply hiding?” Blare asks skeptically, taking a very careful look at you, lowering his glasses slightly and eyebrows lifting a bit, “That seems very unlikely. It’s unfalsifiable… You don’t happen to know something we don’t, do you?”

“What do you mean?” You ask innocently enough, lying like this coming easily now, but your words only seem to sharpen his focus on you.

“You spend a great deal of time around the Zabis, you and your siblings, and you’ve never satisfactorily explained why. It’s only increased in the last few weeks.” Blare says, slowly growing more confident as he speaks, as if things are falling into place for him, “If anyone would know about newtypes it would be them, their sister runs Zeon’s intelligence apparatus, and their family was close to… Deikun…”

“Yeah, man, what’s up with that?” Tiff asks, “Aren’t you just pilots? Crazy burner, but… why you? And Garma’s nuts for your sister, bro, shit’s adorable, gotta be blind to miss that.”

“We’re straying from the topic.” Izumi says, never one to give up a cause before its conclusion, “We should settle this matter of newtypes before interrogating our comrade about his personal life.”

…Not quite swooping into your rescue, but at least it’s a delay.

Rix shrugs, “Righto then, newtype-.”

“And that’s time! Cadets, you’re dismissed!” Garn announces from down below, interrupting the conversation before it can get any further. Everyone is in motion at once, the schedule tight enough that there isn’t much time to dally here, and you’re soon back near your siblings and gathering up your belongings to head to the next course - Physics. Nothing noteworthy there, but it’s important work. As you’re heading out of the lecture hall among the rest of the cadets, Blare parts ways with Tiff for a moment and tries to get your attention.

“Maxime, could we speak for a moment?” He asks, a very unusual request for him to make between classes - Academics are the one part of the academy he truly excels at, easily outdoing most of the other cadets, and you’ve never once seen him waste time getting to the next class…

>”...Sure, Blare. What is it?”
>”Sorry, not enough time. We can talk later or something.”
>Write-in.
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>>5579351
>”...Sure, Blare. What is it?”
C'mon smart guy, show what you know
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>>5579351
>>”...Sure, Blare. What is it?”
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>>5579351
>”...Sure, Blare. What is it?”
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>>5579351
>”...Sure, Blare. What is it?”
A shame we weren't able to talk about Deikun to them and make them question the propaganda. I feel like we were talking too much about what makes a newtype, which I understand is important but in situations like these we need to focus on establishing our influence.
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>>5579351
>”...Sure, Blare. What is it?”
Blares already picking up on stuff isn't he. Smart guy, hopefully we can turn him into a stout Deikun loyalist.
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>>5579369
I have a feeling we'll be able to, especially considering what his opinions on Lunarians being spacenoids were. That is arguably more moderate than anything Gihren would promote concerning the subject.
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>>5579369
I'm pretty sure he has newtype powers too, we felt something during the party
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>>5579351
> >”...Sure, Blare. What is it?”

Currently phone posting while at work but I don’t remember which ID is mine..

I like Blare. Do you have images of what he and Tiff look like yet? I want to draw him committing the lewd act of bashfully enjoying Tiff’s company
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>>5579376
Really? When?
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>>5579379
Last thread, when we were getting introduced

“Fine breeding? ...You talk funny, Blare! Max, you are pretty frilly though, bro.” Tiff agrees as she looks back to you, whatever 'frilly' means in this context, “Blare, lay it on me, what's blue eyes hiding? He's holding out on us."

For half a moment you sense something in the air around you. Probably just a draft.
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>>5579376
You're right, I forgot about that. If not him then probably someone in the group for sure.
>>5579371
He's from an affluent family too, that could help us with the various colony 'nobilities.'
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>>5579384
That is a good idea. I'm sure there is at least of couple of them that were deeply affected by the Zabis' purges, we could gain sympathy from them (as well as promising a better status than they have now under the current government).
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>>5577618
Man. I remember making that on the first thread. Been just lurk reading for the time being.
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>>5579378
Your wish is granted.

>>5579411
Glad to still have you around.

>>5579354
>>5579355
>>5579362
>>5579369
>>5579378
Writing.
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“Sure, Blare.” You agree, following him off toward the staircase nearby, a relatively secluded location during this passing period as the classes on the floor below are still ongoing, “What is it?”

A very serious, suspicious look settles over him in the relative dark of the staircase, blue eyes settling on you from behind those glasses of his, “Who are you?”

“...What?” You ask, taken aback by the dangerous question, “I don’t understand, you know who I am, Blare.”

“No, I don’t believe I do.” He says, hand shaking slightly as he takes his glasses off, gaze steady even as he’s clearly pushing through his nerves, “You’re hiding something, Maxime. You and your brother and sister… The three of you, blonde with blue eyes, all so close to the same age. You know the Zabis far too well, you claim to be of common birth and yet often act like an aristocrat until you put up a front, your brother has a body double, and you’re suspiciously knowledgeable about political philosophy.”

You give your best perplexed look, “I’m unsure of what you’re implying, Blare. Sure, Char’s strange, he really freaked us out when we moved to Texas colony, but everyone’s got a doppelganger, right?”

“Please, don’t play games with me about this.” Blare asks quietly, though there’s no hint of a threat to it, it’s the request of a friend - you haven’t actually known him for that long, only a couple of months, but you’ve been helping him more than most at the academy, and outside of academic topics he’s never particularly bold, “Your family is far more important than you’ve been letting on - You are not Maxime Mass.”

>”I definitely am, Blare. I know training’s been stressful, it’s good to take your mind off of things sometimes, but you’re just reading too far into this. Maybe try a mystery novel instead.”
>”Pff, yeah, we’re all Zeon Deikun’s long lost children - Is that what you wanted to hear? Come on, Blare, get serious, this isn’t like you. We’ve got a class to get to.”
>”Then who am I?”
>Write-in.
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>>5579444
>>”Then who am I?”
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>>5579444
>”Then who am I?”
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>>5579444
>”Then who am I?”
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>>5579444
>”Then who am I?”
Lino's discovery of Char except Casval doesn't need to keep his secret because it's only going to last until december
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>>5579444
>”Then who am I?”
Maybe I'm being optimistic, but I think taking this risk will pay off.
Besides, it won't matter in a few months. Damn, I'm actually a bit mad that our real identities are going to be shown so soon.

>>5579411
It's been a wild ride since the beginning, good to see another regular from then.
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>>5579444
>”Then who am I?”
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Also
>you claim to be of common birth and yet often act like an aristocrat
Teabolo had a title of don and lived in a castle, and you telling me he wasn't an aristocrat?
Or is it because we never told then that part and acted just like being from Texas? And we are Maxime Mass, it's our name, it's just that we also are Felix.
if the secret wasn't something that is getting revealed soon, I would totally mention these.
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>>5579455
>I'm actually a bit mad that our real identities are going to be shown so soon.
Naw, I think Blane will be a bro about it with how much we've been helping him out. He only has to shut up about it until december anyways. And if he does a 180 and tries to blackmail us we'll do a Bane and break his back.
>good to see another regular from then.
I think a good few of us are.
>>5579457
We can definitely bring those up but I don't want to dance around it personally. If he knows then he knows.
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>>5579458
>I think a good few of us are.
So we are.
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>>5579457
"Hello my fellow spacenoids, my father is an Earthnoid noble. I lived in a castle that overlooked a refugee camp. Damn, that Earth Federation sure is awful, isn't it?"

It's not a good look so it hasn't been brought up. The actual details obviously clear all of that up, but without admitting to being a Deikun it's mostly just a recipe for more confusion.
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>>5579458
>He only has to shut up about it until december anyways.
I was thinking more that we would be able to get him on our side while we start to make actual connections as the risk. Though if he does for some reason blackmail/betray us we should definitely go for the Bane tactics lmao.

>>5579463
>"How do you do my fellow spacenoids?"
Now that you've said that I'm tempted to vote for it to happen, even though I know it'll be very bad for us.
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>>5579463
We could probably come up with bullshit stories to explain part of it, but everything would be hard
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>>5579446
>>5579447
>>5579451
>>5579454
>>5579455
>>5579456
Writing.
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“Then who am I?” You ask, trying to look amused and mildly skeptical - He’s made good points, but you can’t let that show.

He swallows nervously before speaking, looking back up the stairs to make sure no one else is listening in.

“...You’re Felix Zos Deikun, the middle child of the late Zeon Zum Deikun,” Blare says quietly, a chill washing over you as the words leave his mouth, “Your older brother is Casval, and your sister is Artesia… I’m still working through the rest of it.”

>”...I suppose we have been rather sloppy since we came to the academy. Alright, you’ve got us figured out, it's about time someone did - Good job. Now what do you intend to do about it?”
>”That’s dangerous information, Blare. Can you keep a secret?”
>Laugh and shake your head, put a hand on his shoulder. “Pfff, Deikun? God, if only you could see your face - You’re not serious, are you?”
>Write-in.
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>>5579527
>Write-in: I can neither COUGH COUGH confirm COUGH COUGH nor deny that. However, I will say that if you really want to know wait a few months.
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>>5579527
>”That’s dangerous information, Blare. Can you keep a secret?”
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>>5579527
>>”That’s dangerous information, Blare. Can you keep a secret?”
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>>5579527
>”That’s dangerous information, Blare. Can you keep a secret?”
>"Well, there goes the fun in the surprise reveal."
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>>5579527
>”...I suppose we have been rather sloppy since we came to the academy. Alright, you’ve got us figured out, it's about time someone did - Good job. Now what do you intend to do about it?”
This could potentially be how we start our secret connections with the 'aristocracy' of Zeon. They might be critical in the success of creating Neo-Zeon.
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>>5579527
>>5579534
Support.
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>>5579534
I almost want to change my vote to support this, but part of me wants to it imply that we aren't really on the best of terms with the Zabis (I'm assuming you're going for making it look like we support them to Blare, or at least implying that we support them).
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>>5579527
>”That’s dangerous information, Blare. Can you keep a secret?”
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>>5579565
>>5579542
>>5579534
>>5579530
>>5579529
Writing.
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Well, the game’s finally up.

“That’s dangerous information, Blare.” You say, dropping any pretense as you look him in the eye, “Can you keep a secret?”

His blue eyes widen in surprise, a look of triumph flickering only briefly across his features, “I… I was right? Y-yes! I can keep a secret. You’re truly a…”

He lowers his voice further, looking back over his shoulder once again and then around the bend in the stairs to make sure you’re alone, “You’re truly a Deikun?”

“Well, there goes the fun in the surprise reveal… Yes, my real name is Felix.” You confirm in a low voice, “Have you told anyone else?”

“N-no, no, I just had an epiphany at the end of our discussion about newtypes. The scattered clues all came together.” Blare shakes his head, “I haven’t had time to talk with anyone else. …What do you mean surprise reveal? You intend to reveal yourselves?”

“We do, in December.” You confirm, placing a hand on his shoulder to try to steady him, “Can I trust you to keep this a secret until then?”

“I… I promised not to keep secrets from Tiff.” He replies nervously, innocently really - It would be rather wholesome if it wasn’t so potentially dangerous, “She’ll know anyways though, she knows when I don’t tell her things. It’s truly uncanny.”

“That’s a lot of women, not just her.” You sigh, shaking your head and hoping that for once he’ll be willing to hold his ground in the face of that little fireball of a girl, “Blare, this is serious. Tiff’s loud, and the fewer people who know about this the better it will be for everyone. You understand what the consequences could be, don’t you?”

“...If you’re already planning to reveal yourselves then… Oh! December, I understand. The negotiations.” His eyes widening further, “You’re really with the Zabis then? I thought they… then they didn’t do it?”

“We’ve been living with them recently.” You half answer, not having time or reason to give him the greater details right now and definitely not wanting to dive into the issue of your father’s death in some random staircase with a guy you’ve only know for a handful of months, “It’s a topic for another time, we don’t have long until class.”

“R-right, of course. I’m unsure if I'll be capable of holding this from Tiff, I’ll attempt it but she’s so forward… and...”
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>>5579597

Well, you understand that at least. Blare has probably not had much experience with girls in the past, he seems quite sheltered in all honesty, and Tiff’s been all over him these last few months - You actually thought it might burn out by now, but for as crazy as she can be she does seem to be remarkably stable in her affections… Not that a couple of months is all that long, it isn’t, it’s just that it’s Tiff and there’s no sign of her giving up on it.

>”Don’t say a thing to anyone else, not a peep, Blare. If Tiff gives you hell over it then send her to me, I’ll handle it.”
>”...We’ll talk with Tiff after this next class if it means that much to you.” Tiff doesn’t do anything by half measures, maybe you could get her to swear to secrecy. She does like you.
>”You’re from a good family, aren’t you Blare? You’re my friend, and this a chance to prove yourself. Keep this quiet for just a few months and we’ll both be going places.” You’ve never actually asked about his background, just assumed based on how prim he is.
>Write-in.
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>>5579600
>”Don’t say a thing to anyone else, not a peep, Blare. If Tiff gives you hell over it then send her to me, I’ll handle it.”
As much as I like the idea of the third option, I don't like using our potential authority to coopt a relationship like that. It's scummy and will likely only serve to drive Blare away.
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>>5579600
>”Don’t say a thing to anyone else, not a peep, Blare. If Tiff gives you hell over it then send her to me, I’ll handle it.”
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>>5579600
1)
>”...We’ll talk with Tiff after this next class if it means that much to you.” Tiff doesn’t do anything by half measures, maybe you could get her to swear to secrecy. She does like you.
I have a feeling having Blare around could be the best way to make her swear secrecy.

2)
>”Don’t say a thing to anyone else, not a peep, Blare. If Tiff gives you hell over it then send her to me, I’ll handle it.”
We could use the excuse that we're newtypes to her. Though that would be treading on ice if she decides to talk to Blare about it, might be better to be honest with her (said in way that could convince her to be quiet about it, of course).

>>5579602
Agreed. And the assumption about his background is making me hesitate more about it, even though it does look like he's upper class.
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>>5579600
>>”Don’t say a thing to anyone else, not a peep, Blare. If Tiff gives you hell over it then send her to me, I’ll handle it.”

How many days until Tiff comes looking for us
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>>5579600
>>”Don’t say a thing to anyone else, not a peep, Blare. If Tiff gives you hell over it then send her to me, I’ll handle it.”

"Tell her you swore an oath, man to man. And that the truth will be out soon in due time. If she still pesters you after it, send her to me."
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>>5579597
>>5579618
+1 supporting
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>>5579600
>”Don’t say a thing to anyone else, not a peep, Blare. If Tiff gives you hell over it then send her to me, I’ll handle it.”
>"You can tell you made a promise to me."
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>>5579600
>>5579608
Changing my vote to:
>”Don’t say a thing to anyone else, not a peep, Blare. If Tiff gives you hell over it then send her to me, I’ll handle it.”
>Tell Blare to tell her that we made an oath/promise of secrecy if she keeps asking, and that she'll find out soon enough anyway.
I'm pretty much just supporting the write-ins of >>5579618 and >>5579626 since it's basically the same concept.
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>>5579602
>>5579610
>>5579618
>>5579621
>>5579626
>>5579643
Writing.
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>>5579600
>”You’re from a good family, aren’t you Blare? You’re my friend, and this a chance to prove yourself. Keep this quiet for just a few months and we’ll both be going places.” You’ve never actually asked about his background, just assumed based on how prim he is.
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Call me paranoid, but Tiff might be some level of Newtype herself. Wouldn't be too hard to hide it in plain sight by being... herself.

We need to have a conversation with her and lay things out. I think we'd be able to come to an understanding if we open up a bit, we're going to have to eventually anyway. Better to do that before things get compromised more than they already are.
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>>5579679
With even Char being a potential newtype, I'm willing to believe any of the students might be.
She did seem to like genuineness, considering the promise she and Blare took.
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“Don’t say a thing to anyone else. Not a peep, Blare. Tell her you swore an oath, man to man, and that the truth will be out soon in due time. If she still pesters you after that, send her to me.”

“I… I swear I won’t say a word.” Blare stutters out, perhaps finally realizing just how much danger he’s decided to dive head first into based on nothing more than an epiphany and the great curiosity it inspired in him.

“Good man.” You squeeze his shoulder reassuringly and then let go, glancing back up the stairs, “We’ve got a class to get to, can’t be much time left. Come on.”

Later that night, in your room.

Rix is working out, as he usually does at this hour. The academy’s physical conditioning is not nearly enough for him - Somehow he’s managed to not lose muscle mass despite not being able to properly hit the gym, but you haven’t really looked into that too closely. No, instead you’re finally taking the time to look over the speech that Instructor Garn gave you earlier today, the last speech your father ever wrote, the speech he was never able to complete before the Munzo diet. Sitting at the small table by the window, you read in silence.
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>>5579704

Word by word, line by line, paragraph by paragraph, the message of the speech becomes startlingly clear to you. He intended to declare full independence.

“...And at last these grievances have piled so high, stretching into the heavens and nearly reaching the very Sides themselves, that there can only be one solution left - The Republic of Munzo will, from this day forward, be fully independent from the Earth Federation. No longer will we take the scraps of autonomy handed down to placate us, no longer will we beg and march for rights which have always been ours! The time for half measures and mediation has long passed, and the Federation’s abuses can no longer go unanswered - We will steer our own course through the stars, ushering mankind into a new era of hereto unseen progress and evolution! Whether it is today or tomorrow, or ten years from now, the corrupt elite of Earth will face their judgment - I address the whole of mankind today, bearing a message that should have been shouted from every rooftop decades ago: The sinners who have incurred the wrath of Gaia will soon be engulfed in hellfire and annihilated! The Earth Federation’s tyranny and corruption are unsustainable, and whether it is by their own hand or another they will fall and crumble to dust, swept away into the ash heap of history!...”

…It’s far more militant than most of his other writings, fiery, but it isn’t a true call to violence. Not quite. Could he really have intended independence so early, with Federation forces stationed all across Munzo and the defense force so small? Unless the Federation left willingly it would have been impossible to resist, and surely the greedy and corrupt elite of Earth would never allow that to occur. Side Three is simply too economically lucrative, too vibrant culturally - The other Sides would follow if it was let free, and then the entire system would crash in on itself… They’d have no choice but to respond with overwhelming force.

Was he trying to make martyrs of the entire Side?...

There’s a knock on the door, interrupting your dark and troubled thoughts. Rix gets up to answer it before you move from the desk.

“Tiff?” He asks in a low voice.

“...Heya, Rix.” She answers quietly, peering past his stock figure and meeting your gaze for a moment, “I gotta talk with Max.”

“In the mornin'.” Rix shakes his head, “This is against regs ye wee gremlin, git back tae yer room.”

“Rix, bro…” She pleads sadly, something hurt in her tone, and that seems to be enough for him to step aside and allow her to enter the small room. You’ve never once heard her talk like that, the closest is when she’s been soft with Blare in public.

“Blare sent you?” You guess at once, and she nods, hopping up into the seat across from you at the small table, “I thought it would take a few days. You’re really close, aren’t you?”
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>>5579706

“He’s my guy.” She confirms quietly, very unlike her usual self. After a moment she sinks her head into her hands, and can almost feel her distress and worry on the air, “What’d you do to him, Max?”

“...Do to him?” You question, not having expected that to be what the normally fiery girl would ask.

“Blare’s a wreck, man. Focus is all whacked, kept rereading things… I helped him with math, it’s screwed.” She explains, your eyes widening at that last piece - that is pretty bad, “...He got jumpy, but only around me.”

“That's nae oot o' th' usual, ye turn that laddie all sorts o' red normally, Tiff.” Rix comments, standing nearby for now. Tiff smiles weakly and shakes her head.

“No, bro, not like that.” She says, and Rix’s face darkens, his gaze shifting over to you, “...Yo, Rix, give us a burn or three, kay?”

“...Righto.” Rix exits the room for now, giving you both a serious parting look before closing the door - It’s a bit surprising she asked him to leave, they’re best friends, but perhaps Tiff already has a feeling of how this is going to go. It’s not too long until lights out, but at least he can keep watch over the hall in case there’s a room inspection. How Tiff even got into this building without being seen is beyond you.

“What’d you do? Blare said he swore not to yap…” She asks again, that feeling still thick in the air between you, her voice hoarse and sad.

>”...You know you were the first thing he thought of when I asked him to keep quiet, he cares about you a lot. He figured out something very important, and I had him swear to secrecy - You'll find out in a few more months, everyone will.”
>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…
>”...Sorry about that, Tiff, I honestly didn’t think it would hit that hard. I had him swear to secrecy about something very important, I didn’t intend to cause trouble though. Can you keep a secret as well?”
>Write-in.
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>>5579710
>>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…
>>”...Sorry about that, Tiff, I honestly didn’t think it would hit that hard. I had him swear to secrecy about something very important, I didn’t intend to cause trouble though. Can you keep a secret as well?”
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>>5579710
> >”...Sorry about that, Tiff, I honestly didn’t think it would hit that hard. I had him swear to secrecy about something very important, I didn’t intend to cause trouble though. Can you keep a secret as well?”
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>>5579710
1)
>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…
>”...You know you were the first thing he thought of when I asked him to keep quiet, he cares about you a lot. He figured out something very important, and I had him swear to secrecy - You'll find out in a few more months, everyone will.”

2)
>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…
>”...Sorry about that, Tiff, I honestly didn’t think it would hit that hard. I had him swear to secrecy about something very important, I didn’t intend to cause trouble though. Can you keep a secret as well?”

Might change the preference or just the vote in general, I'm a bit torn on this.
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>>5579710
1)
>”...You know you were the first thing he thought of when I asked him to keep quiet, he cares about you a lot. He figured out something very important, and I had him swear to secrecy - You'll find out in a few more months, everyone will.”
>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…
2)
>”...Sorry about that, Tiff, I honestly didn’t think it would hit that hard. I had him swear to secrecy about something very important, I didn’t intend to cause trouble though. Can you keep a secret as well?”
>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…
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>>5579710
>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…
>”...You know you were the first thing he thought of when I asked him to keep quiet, he cares about you a lot. He figured out something very important, and I had him swear to secrecy - You'll find out in a few more months, everyone will.”
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>>5579710
>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…
>”...Sorry about that, Tiff, I honestly didn’t think it would hit that hard. I had him swear to secrecy about something very important, I didn’t intend to cause trouble though. Can you keep a secret as well?”
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Wait a minute, I know it sounds wild but I think Blare and Tiff might be in pre-newtype bond status.
We should ask her if she feels any weird magnetism (like we did with Tryphosa) when she's around Blare.

Changing my vote to:
1)
>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…
>”...Sorry about that, Tiff, I honestly didn’t think it would hit that hard. I had him swear to secrecy about something very important, I didn’t intend to cause trouble though. Can you keep a secret as well?”

2)
>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…
>”...You know you were the first thing he thought of when I asked him to keep quiet, he cares about you a lot. He figured out something very important, and I had him swear to secrecy - You'll find out in a few more months, everyone will.”

3)
>”...Do you feel that?” That feeling in the air is almost like another presence…

If my theory is right then there's no reason to keep it a secret from her, because she might just learn it from Blare through her bond.
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>>5579710
>>5579717
>>5579743
Forgot to link my vote change.
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I'll admit I might be going a bit into Jimba territory, but what the other anon said about Tiff maybe being a newtype and how weirdly close both she and Blare are it makes sense. Maybe I'm overthinking this but why would they be so loyally attracted to each other in the first place, and from the very moment they met at that? And why is Blare so shaken from simply keeping something from Tiff?
Man I hope I'm not making a massive mistake here.
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>>5579711
>>5579726
>>5579743
>>5579718 (2nd)
Writing.
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“...Sorry about that, Tiff. I honestly didn’t think it would hit that hard.” You say while rubbing a bit at the back of your head, the distress you’re feeling from the girl far more than what you ever would have expected - Once again you’re confronted by how very extreme she seems to be in nearly everything, “I had him swear to secrecy about something very important, I didn’t intend to cause trouble. Can you keep a secret as well?”

“I’m not a snitch, Max.” She says quietly, that odd feeling still all about the room, inescapable. …It’s not quite snitching that you’re worried about her, just spreading rumors in general, but you understand what she means.

“You swear to keep this secret?”

“Got a knife?” She asks, deadly serious.

“...Yeah, in the drawer there. Why?” You ask while she gets up and retrieves the small knife - It’s a stubby fixed blade barely big enough for utility work, too small to be considered an issue by the academy and usually serving as your letter opener when you get mail from Elena. She sits back down across from you and holds her palm out, cutting it just enough to draw a thin line of crimson.

“I swear.” She says. There’s not that normal hint of violent glee you’d expect, just a solemnity that feels more like something you’d expect from Izumi. She slides the knife over to you, “Your turn.”

…Somehow she always manages to make things weird, a blood oath isn’t at all what you were expecting but it does reassure you that she won’t just run off and start talking. You take the tiny blade and draw a thin, shallow cut across your own palm - It stings, but you’ve had a lot worse. It’s really not much more than a bad clawing from Lucifer, in a day or two it’ll mostly be gone. You set aside the knife and Tiff extends her small bloodied hand, which you accept with your own. …The feeling is odd, very odd, a slight slickness to the grip but also something much more than that.

You pull back your hand and take a deep breath, preparing to divulge the secret of your identity for the second time today. Hopefully this doesn’t keep up at this rate or the whole class will know before the week is even over.

“...I’m not Maxime Max, not really. It’s my adopted name, but my original one is Felix Zos Deikun. My brother and sister are Casval and Artesia. We’re the children of Zeon Zum Deikun.”

…And for once Tiff has nothing to say, her red eyes wide, mouth slightly agape. She recovers after a moment, looking down at her hand, sounding nearly reverent as she asks a single question, “...What took you so long? People said you died.”

Not quite what you expected, but Tiff’s been pretty gung ho about anti-Earth topics. Reverent confusion is better than a lot of possibilities.
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>>5579799

“There were complications that stopped us from returning for a while, but we’re past that now. In December we’ll be making a public address to the whole earth sphere.” You explain very vaguely, again not wishing to open up that particular topic without more careful deliberation - And more time to get to know people and develop trust. A blood oath is… a good start, if a weird one, “You can’t tell anyone else about this, do you understand?”

“I swore.” She says simply, clutching her hand tight, a single drop of red falling from her balled fist, “...Makes sense you’re so tight with the Zabis now, had my head spinning over that …Blare figured you out?”

“In class earlier, when we were talking about newtypes.” You shrug just slightly, “That’s what he pulled me aside to talk about after class. No one else knows but him, it’s probably for the best if you don’t even discuss it with him. …Do you feel that?”

It’s impossible not to ask, the feeling of another presence growing too strong to ignore, a subtle pressure increasing with every word the two of you speak.

“Huh?” She asks, confused and looking around, peering down out of the window for a moment before ducking back, some of her usually more animated habit beginning to quickly return even as her concern for Blare passes.

“That pressure in the air. Can you feel it?” You ask, going out on a bit of a limb. Tiff stops for a moment, holding completely still, and then her red eyes slowly widen.

You feel it too?” She hisses in disbelief, voice shrill and excited, and perhaps a bit too loud. She holds her hand up to her mouth, the bloodied one, covering it as she makes a little excited noise before quieting herself down - She’s practically jittering with energy though, ready to burst even as she speaks in a low voice, “You’re one of them! Ahahaha, Blare’s wrong! He’s wrong! Serves that cute know-it-all. Max… Felix, yo, I… I should try to talk right, shouldn’t I? Damn, I’ve been kinda disrespectful. Sorry, bro. I, uh, I swear about this too - Bloods still fresh, gotta count, right?”

>”Quiet, Tiff. The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”
>”Then you do feel it as well. Have you ever had anything more than just feelings? Flashes of awareness?”
>”...I’ll count it. Can I depend on you, Tiff? I need people I can trust.”
>Write-in.
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>>5579799
Should say: "...I'm not Maxime Mass"
Probably some other errors here and there, late writing.
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>>5579801
>”...I’ll count it. Can I depend on you, Tiff? I need people I can trust.”
>”Quiet, Tiff. The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”
>”Then you do feel it as well. Have you ever had anything more than just feelings? Flashes of awareness?”
All of these are important to talk about. The first is making her realize we're still her friend and that she doesn't need to change, the second is to help her realize her newtype potential, and the third is to get potential help against the coup.

2)
>”Quiet, Tiff. The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”
>”...I’ll count it. Can I depend on you, Tiff? I need people I can trust.”
But then again I realize we might be on a time limit, so these two are good for getting her on our side. We can talk about newtypes later on with her, we could take this time to plan and get her to help us (or at least see if she's more loyal to us than the Zabis and their propaganda).
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>>5579805
Oh and it might also be a good idea to make sure she doesn't talk about newtypes too, that's probably important.
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>>5579806
Already covered.
>"Sorry, bro. I, uh, I swear about this too - Bloods still fresh, gotta count, right?”
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>>5579809
Ah, thanks it's also pretty late for me lmao.
But still I think implying that we need help and people we can trust is important for establishing a base.
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>>5579801
>>”Quiet, Tiff. The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”
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>>5579801
>”Then you do feel it as well. Have you ever had anything more than just feelings? Flashes of awareness?”
>”...I’ll count it. Can I depend on you, Tiff? I need people I can trust.”
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>>5579801
>>5579805
Supporting this.

Newtype talk is important, but NOT here, not now. Establish trust and make sure she doesn't hold us as something to revere instead of a person. Mostly anyway.
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>>5579870
My vote also includes talking about newtypes in the first preference though just mentioning this because I don't want to cause any misunderstanding, since I'm starting to agree more on that point about priorities we should have now.

>>5579801
>>5579805
After some thought (and about an hour of sleep) I'll change my vote preferences to:
1)
>”Quiet, Tiff. The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”
>”...I’ll count it. Can I depend on you, Tiff? I need people I can trust.”

2)
>”...I’ll count it. Can I depend on you, Tiff? I need people I can trust.”
>”Quiet, Tiff. The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”
>”Then you do feel it as well. Have you ever had anything more than just feelings? Flashes of awareness?”
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>>5579801
>>”...I’ll count it. Can I depend on you, Tiff? I need people I can trust.”
>”Quiet, Tiff. The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”
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>>5579801
1)
>”Quiet, Tiff. The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”
>”...I’ll count it. Can I depend on you, Tiff? I need people I can trust.”
2)
>”...I’ll count it. Can I depend on you, Tiff? I need people I can trust.”
3)
>”Quiet, Tiff. The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”
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>>5579801
>”Quiet, Tiff. The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”
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>>5579877
>>5579947
>>5579969
>>5579870 (2nd)
Writing.
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“...I’ll count it. Can I depend on you, Tiff?” You ask her, “I need people I can trust.”

She almost looks insulted for a moment, “C’mon, bro, I’m a fly or die girl - We shared blood, you’re a Deikun, I’m in this to the end - Whatever you need! Blare too.”

“Quiet, Tiff.” You urge her, that usual energy and volatility which is so often about her returning very quickly, “The walls aren’t that thick. There’s no need to treat me differently, I’m still the same friend you had five minutes ago, Deikun or not.”

“This is so burner,” Tiff says slightly more quietly, giggling in excitement, red eyes catching strangely in the light, a thin line of blood smear across her face, “I’m friends with a Deikun, Ahaha!”

It’s a somewhat unhinged look, red and red, but you have little doubt that right now she’s fully on your side, caught up entirely in the moment as she is - Whether that’s going to last is a different matter. If there was more time you’d delve deeper into her shared awareness of that tension in the air, that unseen force that must surely be her own emotions - It doesn’t seem as if she’s awakened, but she can’t be all that far from it, it would probably just take the right push to send her over the edge… In a very peculiar way there’s some sense to it, she’s never been difficult to understand, wearing her emotions on her sleeve at all times.

After a few more moments of fitful excited giggling, so contagious as to cause a small grin to cross your face, Tiff finally begins to settle down fully, “...Kay, same as before. Gotcha, gotcha… You banging Vivima?”

You can’t help but laugh, cheeks flushing with warmth as you shake your head - You did ask for her to treat you normally again, “No, we’re honestly just friends. …The rumors aren’t that bad, are they?”

“Heard some wild shit, man.” She laughs, wiping most of the line of blood from her face with her other hand, at least aware enough to realize it must look strange, “How about your sis?”

“...Yeah, she’s actually with Garma.” You admit, that secret hardly being secret at all with how the two of them act, even if they do try to keep from showing it too plainly, “They’re good together. You should probably get back to your room though, it’s almost lights out.”

“Yeah, yeah.” She nods, getting up and heading to the door, flashing a pair of finger guns at you, “Later… Max.”

And with that she’s gone, opening the door and disappearing back out into the hall, Rix reentering the room. He spots the bloodied knife immediately.

“...Sae that’s how it is.” Rix says, shutting the door and moving to pick up the stubby little blade, retrieving small cloth to clean it, “Na need tae share, not mah place. Looked better when she left.”
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“Yeah, the things got handled.” You nod, glad he’s not pressing further - Rix probably isn’t the type to run his mouth about secrets, but it’s generally a good idea to minimize who knows about a secret, trustworthy or not. Odd situations happen, even trustworthy people talk… Hopefully Tiff’s extreme personality works in your favor this time. An early reveal probably wouldn’t get anyone killed or anything extreme like that, but it would be a huge mess and cause trouble for Dozle…

11:15, 4 September UC 0075
Zeon Military Academy on Guardian Banchi, Side Three (Republic of Zeon)


Dozle proposed to your mother a week ago, and she accepted - You and your sibling weren’t there of course, but he told you in a small meeting as soon as he returned to the academy. It all still feels strange, and you hope to have a chance to speak with your mother about it soon, but time’s kept moving on regardless. Garma and Vivima know, and though it weirded out Garma for a little while he seems to have adjusted to the idea - Vivima’s lept all over it however, immediately treating you and your siblings like family. It’s like a switch was flipped, her already increasingly friendly behavior careening rapidly toward something that you can’t help but feel is more genuine, warmer.

The second set of exams happened just over the last couple of days as well, and scores are up across the class - The system Garma helped to set up has worked well, for now at least. Physical examinations were a bit more grim, a lot of the softer cadets like Blare still struggling with things despite having a few months now to shape up physically - They’re definitely performing wildly better than they would have at the start of the academy though. You and your siblings did well at everything, Sayla struggling somewhat with the physical examinations but pulling through despite her exhaustion from the extra work that medical training brings.

What are you doing now?

>Participating in the first week-long field exercise, a march through Guardian colony’s artificial mountain ranges which wrap about the entire closed typed colony. They’re not nearly as tall as real mountains, but the terrain is just as rough. It’s a good chance to talk with people.

>Squad level force on force training. It’s just paint rounds of course, but you’re finally getting to do things in full kit. The opponents are instructors, all of them experienced veterans - It’s probably meant to humble your class, nothing gets people’s attention like “dying” easily to a more skilled opponent. Of course this is hardly your first time in a gunfight...

>You’re in a class on military logistics. It’s fairly comprehensive, and Vivima seems to be taking to it with unusual energy.
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>>5580044
>You’re in a class on military logistics. It’s fairly comprehensive, and Vivima seems to be taking to it with unusual energy.
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>>5580044
1.)
>You’re in a class on military logistics. It’s fairly comprehensive, and Vivima seems to be taking to it with unusual energy.
2.)
>Squad level force on force training. It’s just paint rounds of course, but you’re finally getting to do things in full kit. The opponents are instructors, all of them experienced veterans - It’s probably meant to humble your class, nothing gets people’s attention like “dying” easily to a more skilled opponent. Of course this is hardly your first time in a gunfight...
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>>5580044
>>Squad level force on force training. It’s just paint rounds of course, but you’re finally getting to do things in full kit. The opponents are instructors, all of them experienced veterans - It’s probably meant to humble your class, nothing gets people’s attention like “dying” easily to a more skilled opponent. Of course this is hardly your first time in a gunfight...
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>>5580044
>You’re in a class on military logistics. It’s fairly comprehensive, and Vivima seems to be taking to it with unusual energy.
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>>5580044
1)
>Participating in the first week-long field exercise, a march through Guardian colony’s artificial mountain ranges which wrap about the entire closed typed colony. They’re not nearly as tall as real mountains, but the terrain is just as rough. It’s a good chance to talk with people.

2)
>Squad level force on force training. It’s just paint rounds of course, but you’re finally getting to do things in full kit. The opponents are instructors, all of them experienced veterans - It’s probably meant to humble your class, nothing gets people’s attention like “dying” easily to a more skilled opponent. Of course this is hardly your first time in a gunfight...
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>>5580044
>>You’re in a class on military logistics. It’s fairly comprehensive, and Vivima seems to be taking to it with unusual energy.
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>>5580146
>>5580114
>>5580046
>>5580045
Writing.
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I know that mountain hiking doesn't personally help us as much as the other choices, but I wanted to either explain more of the situation with Blare/Tiff and/or bond with them (I think Blare needs to know that Zeon was indeed murdered by the Zabis, as it seemed like he thought initially), or see how far gone Artesia is. I'm hoping she doesn't see the Zabis as family, because if she does there's a very real chance she'll at least tell Garma or Vivima what we're planning. Or at least help Artesia and Casval reconcile, since there really hasn't been any indication they've fully made up yet.
What I'm saying is that I hope we get another opportunity to talk with some people in private, because leaving these particular things alone will just make them explode in our face later on.
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>>5580201
>I think Blare needs to know that Zeon was indeed murdered by the Zabis
I agree, I just odn't think we need to key anyone else in on anything yet. We haven't even known these guys for a full year yet.
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>>5580212
You're right on that. Even telling Tiff too much could have it's consequences, but I think we should eventually have to clue people in (especially since our identities will be revealed and we'll more or less become Zabis soon).
Still, before all of that I feel like we should make sure the Deikuns aren't going to become fractured.
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Crowded yet again into a lecture hall, this time one of the academy’s very largest, you’re sitting half bored along with most of the other cadets as the instructor prattles on about the intricacies of military logistics and the details of campaigns won and lost centuries ago. The history itself isn’t all that unfamiliar to you, that of the second global war during earth’s middle era, a conflict that historians still tediously study and which remains one of the largest wars in human history, only dwarfed in loss of life by the limited nuclear wars of the very late middle era - It is, however, very out of date in terms of military relevance. Planes had only existed for a handful of decades, and mankind hadn’t even achieved the crudest and earliest forays into space yet - What lessons could this possibly teach a spacenoid military?

The instructor, a strict and very prim woman by the name of Naska, standing before the class near the conclusion of the day’s lesson, “...The turn to the south by German forces was, in large part, driven by a desire to secure the oil fields of the southern Caucasus and deny their use to the enemy. These are the very same oil fields which supplied German forces only a few years prior, when both nations were allies and engaging in strategic trade. This was far too late, and the end result was, of course, one of the most famous reversals in military history. Now, Cadet, I’ll open the floor to any of you for this final question: What lesson can be learned from the failures we’ve discussed today? How do battles fought with primitive tanks and propeller driven planes have anything to do with a world of space fleets and particle cannons?”

Vivima raises her hand, eager to speak again after answering many questions earlier. Blare’s hand is up as well, along with a few others.

“Cadet Zabi, Vivima, how do you answer?” Naska questions, a finely maintained eyebrow arching curiously as she looks to the purple haired Zabi girl.

“There’s much to learn from the industrial and logistical failures of the eastern campaign.” Vivima stands before speaking, her voice clear and carrying across the entire class, “The invading army prioritized operational and tactical concerns over the strategic and industrial, rewarding officers who triumphed in battle while brushing logistical duties off onto the less capable. There was little prestige in it. A successful military should be, from the ground up, efficient.”

“Vague.” Naska says disapprovingly, “You can do better than that, cadet. Specifics, please. I’m not looking for a historical treatise, pick what you’d like.”
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“...They had too many models and variants of armored vehicles, and insufficient standardization of their production, supply, and maintenance.” Vivima answers at once, “...Many of their tanks and personnel carriers, for example, were not built with serviceability or interchangeability in mind, and they had a superfluous number of models in service from multiple manufacturers which achieved similar capabilities. Spare parts weren’t produced in sufficient numbers, recovery vehicles were too scarce, and there was an overemphasis on the minutiae of tactical performance at the cost of reliability. Even with limited fuel, which was itself a result of their own mistakes in judgment, their forces could have been constructed more efficiently from the industrial level up. The same lessons apply today, even with something like a spacecraft. I would rather have three cruisers of moderate power that are easy to service and repair rather than a pair of the most powerful to ever fly that have to be towed into deep maintenance every few months.”

“...Exaggerated and greatly simplified, but better.” Naska says, ever impossible to please, “Perhaps another voice could have something to add to this discussion. Any other volunteers, or am I going to have to start lining you up against the wall myself?”

>Volunteer, the history isn’t too unfamiliar to you. (Feel free to throw in a write-in for suggestions on what to say)
>Keep your head down, this isn’t really your subject.
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>>5580260
>Volunteer, the history isn’t too unfamiliar to you. (Feel free to throw in a write-in for suggestions on what to say)
>Emphasize how eventually the Germans were taken down due to the sheer quantity of resources and manpower from their enemies, countering any initial German success due to overexertion and trust in 'superweapons' to change the tide of the war.
>If we find the right moment to say this, then mention that the Allied and Soviet countries did not capitulate from the war due to the existential threat they believed the Germans posed against their respective nations.
I'm assuming this isn't a very popular concept in the academy, since Zeon's main strategy was quickly overwhelming the Federation to make them capitulate faster.
I know I keep saying this but man I really wish we'd gone hiking instead to help iron out any issues between Cas and Artesia, or even just make sure Blair is on the right track with why we're here (though I feel like it's of secondary importance to mending family relations and making sure Artesia doesn't ruin everything). This class only seems to be helping the Zabis in giving them military pointers. Not like they'd listen to us anyway, but still.
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>>5580260
Awe fuck yeah, lets talk about WW2 logistics.
>Volunteer, the history isn’t too unfamiliar to you. (Feel free to throw in a write-in for suggestions on what to say)
>Logistics is a core aspect of any military and failures in it can and will compound into catastrophic issues in other aspects of a military. The Germans prioritized a combative industry, instead of cooperative, where companies would face off against each other with competing overly complex designs that faced serious mission creep by the design requirements and mechanical complexity in an effort to make up for low production numbers. Additionally, their factories which were already limited in output by resource constraints and archaic manufacturing methods were geared for specific low number productions that numbered in the low thousands. The issues don't stop at the factory either. Cascading issues in fuel, resource management, and even manpower direction led to failures to resupply units in the field, poor quality equipment, and even manpower shortages despite having the second largest army in the conflict. It doesn't matter if your soldiers are worth ten of the enemies when they don't have the fuel or bullets to engage them or the proper leadership to guide them. Germany's failures weren't just in their complicated tanks or chronic supply shortages. Their failure was the whole school of logistics itself from the men given horses to transport supplies and misguided by politically goal oriented officers to the factory managers producing them.
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>>5580260
>>Volunteer, the history isn’t too unfamiliar to you. (Feel free to throw in a write-in for suggestions on what to say)
>Mention how blitzkrieg allowed Germany to quickly conquer ground without having to wait for supplies, but eventually it lead to them overextending. Carrying only what's necessary and covering ground becomes a detriment once it runs outs, and there is more ground then troops.
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>>5580280
>since Zeon's main stratgy was quickly overwhelming the Federation.
"What this country needs is a short, victorious war to stem the tide of revolution." -Vyacheslav von Plehve.
You either succeed in the initial attack or you're bogged down and forced into grueling asymmetric warfare. The former is far more common than the latter.
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>>5580294
I wrote the last bit backwards.
*The latter is far more common than the former.
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>>5580260
>>5580281
Support, very nice.
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>>5580294
>>5580297
I agree, especially considering that's practically how the OYW ended up in canon.
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>>5580281
They also applied that competitive and combative style to their armies.
All wings were constantly trying to take and outdo each other instead trying to work together
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>>5580303
>All wings were constantly trying to take and outdo each other instead trying to work together
Unironically I feel like them doing this will be key in our rebelling against the Zabis.
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>>5580303
Exactly. From the ground up the wehrmacht was designed to infight as much as possible to prevent any one man or even branch get too much power. It's why the Luftwaffe had their own damn tanks and riflemen units.
>>5580307
Agreed. We can use it to drive a wedge in the zabis and the Zeon military as a whole, showing how they don't want them to succeed so they don't get any power for themselves.
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>>5580281
I guess I forgot to actually answer the question in this, so I'll add a cheeky addendum
>It doesn't matter what the time period is or the technology used. You can't win a war if you don't have the ability to support it. A Toriares space fighter can't fly without fuel or a pilot just the same as a Messerschmitt prop fighter.
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>>5580260
>>5580352
Supporting saying this too.
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>>5580260
>Volunteer, the history isn’t too unfamiliar to you. (Feel free to throw in a write-in for suggestions on what to say)
>"The defeat of the German army came because of the inability to supply the overextended and overexerted army. The lack of vital oil led to a slow and inefficient economy with valuable resources in the occupied territories being left to rot, while ammunition parts and reenforcements failed to reach the front in sufficient numbers. The mass mobilisation of the german males led to a increased reliance on unreliable slave labour which produced low quality goods and was prone to sabotage. The capture of the balkans mandated that more than a million german men who couldve fought in the front or manned industry be sent to a useless area."
>"Beyond the inefficiencies of the economy and blunders in occupation and policy, they also failed in properly building their lines of supply and communication in the east, instead relying on the badly damaged and low level infrastructure to support their massive campaign. They failed to build new rail lines to a sufficient level, failed to supply enough trains, failed to ensure effective road travel and the oil shortage only threw them deeper into this conundrum as they had to return to horse carriages for supply. Their strategic blunders are displayed best in the summer campaign of 1942 leading into the disaster of the caucausian front. They planned to cover as much distance as they had in Barbarosa with fewer men, supply at its limit and poor plans envisioning grand strikes in general directions with too few men. These weaknesses where known but where waved off based on the belief of an already beaten enemy. inspite of their initial successes near the don bend and the Kalach direction, they failed to accomplish any of their strategic goals with only one major oil field falling into their control, destroyed so thoroughly by the retreating soviets that it would take months to get production restarted. And once at these positions the terrible infrastructure finally made the eventual collapse inevitable, a single army corp assigned to hold a distance from the volga to the north caucausus mountains, with even its water supply uncertain, while the rest of the forces fought in the city of Stalingrad hoping to capture it and move to Astrakhan so that at least the soviets wouldnt benefit from the oil either."
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>>5580405
>"And even the forces in the city of Stalingrad werent supplied properly, with the general staff officers failing time and again to send the necessary replenishments and ammunition. Eventually of course, they were counterattacked, encircled and destroyed. So it becomes abundantly clear that any and all successes on the field of battle can become a distant memory if the logistical and economic capabilities of the nation are incapable of solidifying and allowing their expansion. As opposed to the chess of France that was won by a lucky checkmate, the Go board of Russia proved deadly, the gains overturned and defeat ensured by 1943."
>"But even before that, the failure to cut potential fronts from forming, first in britain and later in north africa meant that envelopement was certain when the large industrial force of the USA entered the battle in full."
>"Thus we can make the following conclusions: any military planning must be made with the logistics of both held and enemy territory in mind, robust supply and engineering corps are necessary, any potential avenues of enemy attack must be crushed when possible, finally the understanding that all warfare is based on economics should be central to our planning even at the lowest levels."
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>>5580406
addendum, i think a point should also be made over the importance of ease of production and ease of maintenance on the field for all equipment eg at the start of either bagration or the attack against army group north in the baltic the germans had more than 300 tanks of the panther tiger and panzer 4 types stuck in a front repair dump while many tank units where only such in name. Similar issues faced with the planes. Also a point on useless projects, but rather on the surface navy project rather than the wunderwaffe because the fleet really did eat up A LOT of resources, the wunderwaffe are fun to talk about but didnt sap much industrial capacity overall and also led to some important military advancements such as the first mass produced fighter jet and the V rockets.
Also im Nt/z5Zzp from the previous thread
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Just realized I forgot to say I was writing earlier. It's a mix of a lot of the write-ins. Should be posted soon.
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You raise your hand, Blare and a few of the others once again doing so as well. Naska’s attention is immediately drawn to you as one of the cadets closest to Vivima, and she calls across the room to you, “Cadet Mass, Maxime, how do you answer?”

“Logistics is a core aspect of any military, and failures in logistics can and will compound into catastrophic issues in other aspects of a military.” You begin, easing into the topic by first establishing the stakes, “The Germans incentivize a combative industry instead of a cooperative one, with companies facing off against one another with competing, over-complicated, and ultimately duplicative designs that faced serious mission creep in design priorities and mechanical complexity in an effort to make up for low production capacity.”

You take a breath and continue, Vivima and many of the other cadets watching you carefully as you continue to give your answer, Naska almost a statue as she watches in silence, judging your every word, “Additionally, their factories were limited in output by resource constraints and archaic manufacturing methods which were geared for specific lower number productions that counted at most in the low thousands. The issues hardly stopped at the factories though. Cascading issues in coal and petroleum supplies, resource management, and even manpower direction led to failures to resupply units in the field, poor quality equipment, and manpower shortages despite having the second largest army in the conflict. It doesn’t matter if your soldiers are worth ten of the enemies when they don’t have the fuel or bullets to engage them or the proper leadership to guide them. The failure was their entire school of logistics itself, from the men given horses to transport supplies all the way up to the political goal oriented officers to the factory managers guiding production. It doesn’t matter what time period a war occurs or what technology is used, you won’t win a conflict if you don’t have the ability to support it. A Toriares space fighter can’t fly without fuel just the same as a Messerschmitt prop fighter.”
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>>5580445

Instructor Naska continues to allow you to speak, she’s never one to shy away from interruptions and so you carry on even further, slowly coming to a conclusion, “The Germans planned and bet on a short and decisive war, as almost every nation does when choosing to begin a conflict, and got caught in the reality that wars often bog down into a struggle of attrition and economics no matter how astounding your early victories are - Especially when you pick a fight with enemies with greater populations and industrial power. They ignored underlying issues that needed to be addressed years before any battles began, only realizing the depths of their mistake once they had overextended themselves in increasingly desperate efforts to achieve a quick victory. Of course even if they had heeded these lessons it seems unlikely they could have achieved a lasting victory, so outmatched in industrial capacity, resources, and manpower as they were - In that regard their defeat was a consequence of politics, but who your allies are does effect logistical capacity. Just look at the forces of the Allies in the conflict and their far greater economic cooperation. Besides their significantly superior starting position, they were in many ways simply better organized. Industrial superiority and better organization is a war winning combination, far more potent than any super weapons.”

“...Wasn’t that war ended with super weapons though?” Garma asks, speaking out of turn, “The first atomic weapons were used at the end of the conflict.”

“They might have sped it up, but the outcome of the war had been decided for years by then… But yes, there was at least one super weapon that worked during the war.” You reply, not having expected the interruption or wishing to dive into that debate - You’re already really pushing the boundaries of the historical education you received as part of your degree… and from your model making hobby, though you’d never admit that to anyone besides Dozle. Garma shrugs and looks at Vivima, not having too much of a horse in the race. She nods in approval and that seems to be enough for him.

“Cadet Zabi, speak out of turn again and I’ll have you removed.” Naska warns Garma harshly, “Cadet Mass, that was a very broad but a nearly satisfactory answer.”

That’s about as close to praise as you’re going to get with this woman, no answer is ever good enough for her and so even this mild criticism feels nearly like a compliment.
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>>5580450

“The assignment for our next class will be distributed to you later today,” Naska carries on, apparently closing the floor to questions after just the two of you spoke - It was a rather lengthy answer and time is running short, “Expect to answer the question I’ve just posed, and be sure to provide concrete ideas on how these lessons might be applied to Zeon’s military and industrial sectors. Class is dismissed.”

As you gather up your things and head out, Vivima makes her way over to you at once, the crowd parting easily to allow her to pass and only a handful of her usual hangers on follow behind.

“Max, I didn’t realize you were so interested in logistics as well. That was an excellent answer.” She praises you, smiling sincerely, “When did you have time to learn so much?”

“My degree had a lot of relevant courses, and the rest is… Well, I’ve picked things up here and there.” You explain vaguely, finding a smile crossing your own face easily enough. Maybe too easily.

“We should work together on this assignment, I’ve had some ideas recently about how pilot training can be streamlined and… ‘fighter’ production might be improved,” Vivima emphasizes the word oddly, and you know at once she really means mobile suits, “I’d appreciate having another keen mind to help out - It won’t be more than a rough outline if we only have a week or two, but it should be a good start.”

This will occur largely off screen.

>”...Oh, fighters is it? Well, how can I pass up something like that?” Mobile suits! Mobile suits! Mobile suits!
>”I’ve already got my own ideas about an improved shipbuilding plan for support craft, not sure if I’ll be able to sleep if I don’t get some of it written down.” Work on your own.
>”Sorry, Viv, already planning to work with Blare and my siblings on this one.” You haven’t actually talked to them about it, but maybe they have some ideas? It’s not really Sayla or Edouard’s thing though.
>Write-in.
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>>5580454
>”...Oh, fighters is it? Well, how can I pass up something like that?” Mobile suits! Mobile suits! Mobile suits!

WE MUST GET THE UNIFED PROJECT INTO PRODUCTION ASAP
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>>5580454
>”I’ve already got my own ideas about an improved shipbuilding plan for support craft, not sure if I’ll be able to sleep if I don’t get some of it written down.” Work on your own.
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>>5580454
>”...Oh, fighters is it? Well, how can I pass up something like that?” Mobile suits! Mobile suits! Mobile suits!
MOBILE SUITS bros. We have to be ready for the Gundam.
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>>5580454
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>”Sorry, Viv, already planning to work with Blare and my siblings on this one.” You haven’t actually talked to them about it, but maybe they have some ideas? It’s not really Sayla or Edouard’s thing though.
We can start making the preliminaries of making our own faction here.

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>”I’ve already got my own ideas about an improved shipbuilding plan for support craft, not sure if I’ll be able to sleep if I don’t get some of it written down.” Work on your own.

>>5580458
Should we, though? Zeon's already going to have a huge advantage in the war, and we need to make sure their military is divided.
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>>5580454
Great job on including the write-ins, Contolist. Very well done.
>”...Oh, fighters is it? Well, how can I pass up something like that?” Mobile suits! Mobile suits! Mobile suits!
Unified Maintenance Plan won't save Zeon even early on in the war but it'll put us in a much more advantageous position in the post war era when fielding mobile suits.
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PRODUCE ME.
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>>5580470
Don't underestimate Feddie incompetence, they don't have Minovsky and the beam weapons are now in the Zabi's knowledge.

>>5580480
It shall be done.
Almost makes me want to just vote for Felix designing alone, just so that we can present this to the Zam Man himself and gain his eternal blessing.
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>>5580454
>>”...Oh, fighters is it? Well, how can I pass up something like that?” Mobile suits! Mobile suits! Mobile suits!
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>>5580484
It's not about Minovsky or beam weapons, it's about the retard huge industrial base and population the feds have. The feds could have never figured out mobile suits and they still would have likely won the war ultimately, no matter how many years it took pure and simply because Zeon can't manage a full scale blockade or sustain the same level of human casualties. We can likely hamper their industrial capacity this time around though and I hope we remember to take out key infrastructure points instead of terror bombing like a bunch of dumb monkeys.
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>>5580480
Dozle favorite food is Zam Sandwich
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>>5580454
>>”...Oh, fighters is it? Well, how can I pass up something like that?” Mobile suits! Mobile suits! Mobile suits!
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>>5580495
I think you mean a Zamwich
>>5580480
Dadzle will be proud.
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>>5580493
You make a good point there my only fear is that if we help the Zabis too much (both politically and militarily) they'll be too powerful to stop. And with Vivima doing everything she can to make her family more united it feels like a very real possibility.
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>>5580501
>Spoiler
I whole heartedly agree, we'll be on a narrow tightrope trying to ensure we end the war in an advantageous spot while simultaneously fucking over the Zabis
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>>5580493
literally what? Not at all, The Vast resources of the Feddies came from the stockpiles and the resources from other sides. We literally just need to strangle the resources going to earth and win.

>>5580480
Get me the ZAM chart!
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>>5580505
I hope our relationship with Elena will give us an opportunity so we can leak choice bits of information to the Federals so they can try to take care of the Zabis for us
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>>5580507
>Get me the ZAM chart!
This one?
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>>5580501
And again I really have to stress how if we leave Casval and Artesia on their own too much the rift between them will grow and we'll be even weaker than we are now. Hell, Artesia might even see people like Kycilia, Degwin, and (though more unlikely) Gihren as family.

>>5580505
Yeah, it does seem unlikely we'll be able to succeed. Which is why I'm starting to think that if we get the Jovians to cut ties with Zeon (not funding their military industrial complex, maybe even intervening against them) we might have a chance.
But this can work only if we sabotage the Zabi war effort while keeping our family as a united front (it won't look good if Artesia sides with the Zabis or something), as well as making the military branches/factions start to compete with each other.

>>5580507
>We literally just need to strangle the resources going to earth and win.
That is something that I fear will be true, which is why I'm not entirely sold on pushing for the Unified Production of mobile suits except for the Big Zam. Everything else can go on as usual.

>>5580510
Now that is a good plan.

>>5580516
based
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>>5580507
>Come from the stockpiles and the resources from other sides.
California Base, Jaburo, Augusta Base, etc. The federation has the entire earth's resources at it's disposal and utilize it extensively after Zeon's partial blockade. This is such a major point of contention for Zeon that they actively attempt to capture earth based manufacturing plants, mines, and the like to relieve their own supply lines such as in the North African campaign and Southeast Asia. I've explained this already in the first thread, Zeon ain't got shit on the fed's throughput.
>>5580510
If we keep going at the current pace, I think Elena might just jump ship once the war kicks off.
>>5580516
lmao
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>>5580520
I can't believe I forgot Odessa too. Zeon was actively using it as a terrestrial mining area and sending resources TO space from it.
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>>5580520
>I think Elena might just jump ship once the war kicks off.
I feel like she'd sooner commit suicide than break up with Felix, considering how most of her post villa attack life was spent thinking about and preparing to meet him again maybe I'm just misreading the situation with her, but she rubs me as that type.
And besides, if we can leak (probably using someone else as a proxy to leak them) plans of war crimes to the public before they happen we can make a huge blow against the Zabis while getting more spacenoids that don't want to get gassed/gas other spacenoids on our side.
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>>5580514
Thank you Anon, That was infact the ZAM chart.

>>5580519
STreamlined manufactoring lines are great and allow a higher volume of stuff to be produced. So yes the united Production should be utialized.

>>5580520
All of which are gonna be useful targets as well, and if we get other sides and/or harvest from the belt better we can effectively police it. I'm not saying we win the one year war, we need to extend the war to win past that point.
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>>5580543
>STreamlined manufactoring lines are great and allow a higher volume of stuff to be produced. So yes the united Production should be utialized.
You're absolutely correct. That's why the Zabis shouldn't have them from day one.
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>>5580543
Yeah our success is definitely predicated on how much support we can get from the other sides. Hopefully we'll have more than just Munzo this time around.
>I'm not saying we win the OYW, we need to extend the war to win past that point.
Agreed. We don't need to win either, we just need to not lose.
>>5580541
Yep, as long as we don't piss off the other sides like in the show we should be fine. Fortunately we have hindsight here to maybe make sure we don't start terrorizing our only potential allies.
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>>5580547
No it should be, because the war effort NEEDS this war to go on longer. They federation once it kicks into war production will be unable to match up.

Its like Japan vs America, We need all our shit streamlined if we want a chance to match what they WILL shit out and limit what wastes we can until a few of there major sites are crippled.
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>>5580561
I'm with you on that one. We'd definitely have to portray the Zabis as the main threat in this, while making a name for ourselves as their defenders (or at the very least as a noble enemy that ultimately has their best interests).

>>5580564
I hope that's the case then, and we're not just giving the Zabis an easy win by helping them too much.
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>>5580458
>>5580464
>>5580470
>>5580491
>>5580496
Writing.
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>>5580564
>It's like Japan Vs America
Wow, I've never made that connection before
>Messy government that's unsure of how the war is actually progressing due to politically minded high officers.
>Both major military branches are one bar fight away from war with each other.
>Mess of an industry focused on fueling two unrelated fronts and their different needs but barely producing enough for just one.
>Most experienced starting army entering the war, vastly outstripped by it's enemy in every capacity by the end.
>Meme units and operations that don't actually have much of an effect on the war
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>>5580584
I can't tell if this is sass or honesty.
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>>5580586
Honesty, I really hadn't thought of it like that before.
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“...Oh, fighters is it?” You ask her, catching on at once and very intrigued by the idea, “Well how can I pass up something like that?”

“So that’s what it takes to finally get you to agree to something?” She asks amusedly, arms crossed and maybe a little too at ease as she slips up a bit, “We’ll meet up after classes today, it’ll be great - Just like back home.”

“Back home?” One of her flunkies asks curiously, but a quick glare from Vivima shuts him right up - If looks could kill he’d probably be a smoking pile of ashes. You don’t see that side of Viv much, especially not recently, but it’s a reminder that she mostly just warm and cuddly with her family… and friends?

“S-sorry, Vivima.” The guy apologizes at once, backing up. That’s pretty pathetic, cowering like that, she should just get rid of a worm like… Woah, where the hell did that thought come from?

“...Yeah, it’ll be great.” You reply after she’s done cowing her subordinate, echoing her sentiment, “Never too early to get working on something that important.”

She yawns, a strange thing to do so late in the day, and nods happily - Maybe it’s just fatigue from the academy’s workload increasing after the good exam results.

Later that day.

…It’s not long until lights out, but you’re still in one of the study rooms at the academy library, a quiet and relatively private area tucked away from the rest of the academy - The door isn’t locked, but with a sign up marking it as occupied it may as well be. Vivima’s plans are laid out on the table in front of you, shockingly detailed already and clearly the work of at least a few weeks of effort already - This was something she was doing on her own time before there was even an assignment. It’s an impressive work ethic, but without the simulator to sink her time into maybe this is just the closest she can get…

And speaking of getting close, she managed to fall asleep a few minutes ago, her head resting against your shoulder. After her comments at the party you’ve been a bit worried she might be developing a physical attraction of some kind, but she really hasn’t been pushing on that at all. If anything this reminds you of how Artesia used to fall asleep against you back in Spain all those years ago, both of you up late reading together… It’s familial, not romantic. Mostly not anyways, she’s not drunk so it’s hard to know for sure.

Vivima slid into this new dynamic without hesitation, but it’s still deeply strange to you. Maybe this is how she was with Glemy as well, immediately accepting him. The rest of the Zabi family barely acknowledges him but she’s never been anything but kind to the kid while you’ve been around at least.
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>>5580659

You’ve continued working on the plans, slowly, for the last few minutes even without her, writing with your left hand.

Zaku I production standardization protocol…

If only Elena was here, an engineer, even just a talented student like her, would help immensely with planning something like this out. It’s going to have to go through actual experts at some point, but the very barest of bones are there already. Parts and maintenance standardization needs to begin early, mass production of the first combat ready mobile suits hasn’t quite begun yet if Vivima’s to be believed and there’s still time to make adjustments. Getting the ear of the other Zabis shouldn’t be difficult, and soon you’ll be able to throw your weight around as a Deikun again to help push along some of the less enthusiastic engineering firms into compliance… It’ll undeniably strengthen Zeon, but with greater political unity the reasons for pitting the likes of Zeonic and Zimmad against each other just won’t make sense. There’s no need to worry about hidden Deikun loyalists in the industry when you are a Deikun.

And of course there should be plenty of time to find those loyalists that remain and make your own arrangements, but that’s getting very far ahead of things. It’s a dream for another day. Influence will come in time, it surely must.

“Wha…” Vivima says groggily, blinking wearily as she slowly lifts her head from your shoulder, “...What time is it?”

“And you’re finally awake, you shirker. We’ve still got fifteen minutes until lights out, just enough time to pack up.” You tell her, speaking quietly - There’s no need to fear being overheard here for once, you’re just being nice.

“Mmm… Not yet, I wasn’t done…” She protests, rubbing at he eyes before stretching her arms and letting out a yawn, “...Shouldn’t have stayed up so late last night working on it.”

“You should get your sleep, Viv, it’s not long until we start having field combat exercises.”

“I know, I know…” She replies, looking over the plans instead, surveying the bits you’ve added since she fell asleep, “Mobile armor too? You haven’t even seen those yet.”

“No, I just saw you mentioned them over…” You search for the piece of paper referencing them, “Over here. They’re just technical proposals, but it seems promising if a good design can be settled on, it doesn’t sound like they fill the same role as mobile suits.”

“...Mmm, maybe.” She considers the idea, “I don’t know if they have much of a point. Dozle liked the idea.”

“He does like big stuff.” You chuckle, that scene more than easy to imagine, “Maybe it should just be shelved for a few years then.”
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>>5580661

“...Mm, we should keep it going until trials at least, standardization is still worth putting in from the beginning though. It’s worth funding R&D, we just don’t want to make limited runs of ten units of five dozen different designs.” She says while beginning to sort some of the documents back together, getting things ready to put up, “We’ll never keep our technology lead if we stagnate too much.”

You join her in cleaning up, “Planning for that long of a war?”

“It’s foolish not to. Gihren and Dozle can plan their lightning offensives and decisive battles, I’m all there for that as a pilot, it might work.” She says while sliding some of the plans into her backpack, “But there’s no reason we can’t prepare for a longer conflict too. Having an efficient industry doesn’t stop us from being aggressive and ending things quickly, if anything we should have more suits and ships to make that a reality when the time comes… just have to get it done early.”

“I agree completely.” There’s not much to argue about the point - Of course a fast war is still a good thing to aim for, but a lot of what factors into a planning into a long war should only make that lightning offensive even more effective and take longer before overextension sucks the momentum out of it… Hopefully it won’t come to that. Elena’s warnings of a massive nuclear exchange flash through your mind, but you push that horror aside for now.

A week later.

What are you doing?

>Participating in the first week-long field exercise, a march through Guardian colony’s artificial mountain ranges which wrap about the entire closed typed colony. They’re not nearly as tall as real mountains, but the terrain is just as rough. It’s a good chance to talk with people.
>Squad level force on force training. It’s just paint rounds of course, but you’re finally getting to do things in full kit. The opponents are instructors, all of them experienced veterans - It’s probably meant to humble your class, nothing gets people’s attention like “dying” easily to a more skilled opponent.
>Away from the academy briefly, touring Zeonic’s Zaku I assembly lines with the Zabis and your siblings. It’s interesting that they’re already calling it the Zaku I, it's even in Vivima's plans. Do they have a second model being worked on so soon or is that just optimistic marketing?
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>>5580662
>Squad level force on force training. It’s just paint rounds of course, but you’re finally getting to do things in full kit. The opponents are instructors, all of them experienced veterans - It’s probably meant to humble your class, nothing gets people’s attention like “dying” easily to a more skilled opponent.
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>>5580662
>Participating in the first week-long field exercise, a march through Guardian colony’s artificial mountain ranges which wrap about the entire closed typed colony. They’re not nearly as tall as real mountains, but the terrain is just as rough. It’s a good chance to talk with people.
I think it's time to see how bad (or not bad) things are with our family or keep on the connection with Blare/Tiff.

>That’s pretty pathetic, cowering like that, she should just get rid of a worm like… Woah, where the hell did that thought come from?
Ah, her newtype power is too strong to subconsciously resist. Good to know.
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>>5580662
>Squad level force on force training. It’s just paint rounds of course, but you’re finally getting to do things in full kit. The opponents are instructors, all of them experienced veterans - It’s probably meant to humble your class, nothing gets people’s attention like “dying” easily to a more skilled opponent.

This gets spicy if I remember correctly
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>>5580662
>Squad level force on force training. It’s just paint rounds of course, but you’re finally getting to do things in full kit. The opponents are instructors, all of them experienced veterans - It’s probably meant to humble your class, nothing gets people’s attention like “dying” easily to a more skilled opponent.
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>>5580659
>Woah, where the hell did that thought come from?
And so the bond strengthens, and our time to move against the Zabis becomes shorter.
>>5580662
>Participating in the first week-long field exercise, a march through Guardian colony’s artificial mountain ranges which wrap about the entire closed typed colony. They’re not nearly as tall as real mountains, but the terrain is just as rough. It’s a good chance to talk with people.
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>>5580662
>>Squad level force on force training. It’s just paint rounds of course, but you’re finally getting to do things in full kit. The opponents are instructors, all of them experienced veterans - It’s probably meant to humble your class, nothing gets people’s attention like “dying” easily to a more skilled opponent.
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I didn't realize the bond was this strong. I feel like we should at least try to keep our distance from Vivima for a bit (unless we want to be the Zabis' bitch or sabotage ourselves).

>>5580674
>And so the bond strengthens, and our time to move against the Zabis becomes shorter.
What should we do when it happens? I wouldn't be against killing her, but I know that is both unpopular with people here and unlikely to do. How realistic would it be to have her on a different team than us in the OYW?
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>>5580680
I'm starting to agree with that anon in that VIvima is supposed to be our natural bond
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>>5580680
I got no idea. There is a decent chance that each one will have their own squad, but I as much as I would love to work as far away from her as we can, if the Zabis are smart, they would push us to be as close as they can to force it to happen. Kycilia and VV have tried to do it before they knew about bonds.
Also I worry that going out of our way to avoid her in the middle of a war would be suspicious, and probably end up endangering our own squad by refusing reinforcements
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>>5580684
I accepted it some time ago.
It's the reason I had voted for the shipbuilding plan. Avoiding Vv during the war will be hard, but right now we have excuses
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>>5580684
Yeah, that's why I don't want to hang out with her that much anymore. It's a shame that the fascination anons have with Vivi is stronger than wanting to put us in a good position for Neo Zeon (if the fact that flying alone with her almost won is any indication).

>>5580686
I think we might be able to get away with it if we play our cards right, or if we go on covert missions (away from the front line, and thus away from where Vivima will spend most of her time). Still this is probably optimistic I bet the moment it happens she'll find out that we're trying to kill Kycilia and Gihren, then all hell will break loose and we'll need to throw Casval under the bus to save our own skin.

Honestly I'm hoping that Tryphosa will be able to help us prevent our bond with Vivima, or at least teach us how to guard ourselves from any bonding as much as possible.
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I think half footing it with Vivima is the worst thing we can do. The way I see it we either got to take her out ASAP, or get so close to her that she'd be willing to trade her family to stay with us.
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>>5580678
>>5580673
>>5580671
>>5580669
Writing.
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>>5580730
Killing her seems like the more realistic option here. I'd find it really unlikely for the person who spent basically her entire life trying to get Gihren and Kycilia to get along would want to ever abandon them them and even if somehow we do get her to agree, I bet she'll have second thoughts at the very last minute and end up killing us. That's how these sorts of things go. I mean, even Char hesitated to finish Amuro because of Sayla (even though she was standing against his ultimate goals).
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>>5580744
>>5580730
I'm very much interested in what her relationship is with Tryphosa, we gotta remember to ask about that next time we see her.
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>>5580749
Well Vivima called her 'our mutual friend', and Tryphosa did give her advice on her newtype status (maybe it was even as far as giving her a hint to awaken Vivi's powers?).
I think we'll have to tell Tryphosa to stop helping the Zabis so much. I think even her last thoughts to us were 'You told her about my father? I understand. I will do my part.' I feel like this implied that she's doing her part in helping the Zabis like we were.
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The sound of distant gunfire echoes from the other side of the tall dirt berm separating the mustering area from the training area. On the other side of that long mound of dirt is a sunken section of the colony containing an entire artificial town. Every room of every home and ship is fully detailed and made to look lived in, a quaint little postcard image of a colony settlement - But for you and your fellow cadets it’s bound to be a nightmare.

…At least that’s the instructor's intentions, but you’re determined to turn the tables on them, even if they do outnumber your squad - No one ever claimed this was meant to be even slightly fair.

You’re in a full squad with other cadets, including Sayla and Eduoard. Izumi, Rix, Tiff, Blare, Anavel, Zenna, and Char. Your group of ten is currently mulling about waiting for your turn, checking over your weapons and kit and making sure there’s no confusion about who’s doing what. Edouard is in overall command, but other roles are still being figured out.

“Righto, so who’s killed a man before?” Rix asks the assembled cadets, raising his own wide hand. Tiff does as well while flashing a murderous grin, and then so do you with a bit of reluctance, and upon seeing that so does Edoaurd. Anavel’s the last one among you to do so, looking over the others with a steely gaze.

“So that’s half of us then, good.” You brother concludes confidently, “They won’t be ready for a group like ours. I’ve got fire team one and overall command, Blare, Sayla, Char, you’re with me, we’ll handle the machinegun…”

It’s almost a shame the instructors placed him in overall command, Edouard would make one hell of an assault leader, but knowing him there’s going to be some very aggressive use of that machinegun anyways.

>Take command of fireteam two, the maneuver element. It’s never too early to start working at being in command.
>Let Rix take command of two, he’s a solid guy and clear headed in a fight. It’s time to grab a pair of rifles and go hunting some instructors with Izumi, you’ll both be handling recon - This is your strong suit.
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>>5580771
>Take command of fireteam two, the maneuver element. It’s never too early to start working at being in command.
We need the practice.
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>>5580771
>Let Rix take command of two, he’s a solid guy and clear headed in a fight. It’s time to grab a pair of rifles and go hunting some instructors with Izumi, you’ll both be handling recon - This is your strong suit.
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>>5580771
>Let Rix take command of two, he’s a solid guy and clear headed in a fight. It’s time to grab a pair of rifles and go hunting some instructors with Izumi, you’ll both be handling recon - This is your strong suit.
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>>5580771
>Take command of fireteam two, the maneuver element. It’s never too early to start working at being in command.
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>>5580771
>Let Rix take command of two, he’s a solid guy and clear headed in a fight. It’s time to grab a pair of rifles and go hunting some instructors with Izumi, you’ll both be handling recon - This is your strong suit.
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>>5580775
>>5580776
>>5580831
Writing.
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>>5580774
I'm almost tempted to change my vote since it's more likely we'll win the battle if we go recon. But it's better to lose a mock battle and get experience for leading troops in a rebellion and I'm not talking just about going against the Zabis, the whole war against the Federation is a rebellion against a bigger power.
Lose the battle and win the war, is what I'm thinking. And I feel like it's fitting for a Deikun to practice leading troops.
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>>5580845
>not just using your superior marksmanship to kill them from a distance
Think about it. We train Felix up so good that we just shoot them from orbit when they land.
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>>5580851
We're already extremely good at it, and will likely get better using our own free time. But chances to actually practice being a leader are occasional at best, which is why I want to take advantage of it while we have the chance.
I want Felix to be a competent leader, not a follower.
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>>5580771
>>Take command of fireteam two, the maneuver element. It’s never too early to start working at being in command.
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>>5580857
>I want Felix to be a competent leader, no a follower.
I agree, and the next chance something like this pops up I'll definitely be voting for it.
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>>5580845
Want to find out what is our blind spot before we go to war.
So thar means throwing ourselves into as many perception situations we can until one of us succeed the IRL one
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>>5580865
I get that, but I personally don't feel like it's worth sacrificing our leadership skills and potential influence to go on a hunt for what we're lacking in our already excellent perception.
Besides, we could always look at the archives if we really want to find it (I'm planning to hunt for it eventually) hopefully I'm just being cynical but I don't see any of us ever figuring out what it'll be. Contolist is an extremely clever writer, and now that we're looking for it he'll make us work to find it lmao
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>>5580882
But to be fair if we do find that blind spot it could save our life maybe, maybe not. This is the Gundam series after all, people tend to just die after some bad luck.
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>>5580882
>>5580887
I honestly didn't expect it to go this long without being noticed, all the clues are there. I was actually afraid that it was too obvious at first, but I guess not.
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>>5580892
Is it women?
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“...Rix, you have fireteam two, take Tiff, Anavel and Zenna. Max, Izumi, you’re our eyes and ears.”

“It’s been months since I’ve had a proper hunt.” Izumi replies, “Max, let’s get out weapons, there are some foxes out there for us to find.”

“No going to say it’s a good day to die?” You ask her, having expected something a bit more warlike and challenging before your first proper fight, training or not this one isn’t a sport, “I’m almost disappointed.”

“It’s always a good day to die.” She replies, flashing a predatory smile, “It just isn’t our day.”

“All right! Murder time! Wooo!” Tiff cries out, shrill and filled with bloodlust, snatching up a bullpup rifle from the tarp laid out on the ground and fondling the stubby but vicious looking shotgun mounted on its underside, “Yeahah, I’ll take this guy. Oh hohoahahahaHA! We got any bombs?”

“I’ll be handling the explosives.” Anaval replies, giving an almost disgusted look to the small cadet, picking up one of the rifles with a launcher along with a bandolier of grenades, “It’s a shame we don’t have a rocket launcher.”

"Yeah, bummer." Tiff agrees, but it doesn't seem to dampen her spirits much as she enthusiastically gathers

“Tiff, ye dinnae need that masterkey, nothin’ in th' touwn is locked up, tis all paint roonds anyway.” Rix says while securing his own weapon, a completely standard bullpup rifle along with plenty of extra ammunition and a few hand grenades. Zenna does the same at his side, not being left with much of a choice but checking the rifle over with practiced ease.

“Bro, it’s not for doors!” Tiff lets Rix know, balling one hand into a little fist, “I’m gonna unlock their fuckin’ deaths! Ahahahaha!”

You leave them to it, your brother’s squad getting their things together with much less in the way of colorful conversation, the four of them keeping up some semblance of professionalism - Edouard is running a rifle with an auxiliary launcher, Sayla has a rifle, Char has the machinegun and Blare is his assistant.

This does leave you and Izumi to select your own weapons.

>A pair of bullpup rifles with simple optics, nothing fancy but they’re versatile and it won’t be difficult to use them for close up work if it comes to that.
>A pair of heavier marksman rifles with more powerful optics. Barrier penetration isn’t really a thing with paint rounds, but they’ll leave an insane looking bruise and it’s the thought that counts.

We’ll be right into the thick of things after this.
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>>5580898
Should say: As she enthusiastically gathers up shells.

>>5580897
Warmer.
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>>5580882
Reading the archive hunting for it is good
>>5580887
It's what I'm betting on
>>5580892
We did only pick up on Jimba sending the assassins vecause he dropped two hints, and being suspicious was one of the options.
We can be very oblivious sometimes. And other times we can notice things like VV and Typhosia's bonds.
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>>5580899
He has a weakness for redheads.
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>>5580899
Does it involve the look™?
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>>5580898
>A pair of bullpup rifles with simple optics, nothing fancy but they’re versatile and it won’t be difficult to use them for close up work if it comes to that.
Actual Marksmen rolls, close enough to help out in the fight but far enough away to not be threatened by any immediate engagement.
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>>5580898
Can we mix and match with one with the bullpup and the other with the marksman?
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>>5580904
He's very aware of this by now and thoroughly enjoying himself.

>>5580905
Colder.

>>5580908
Sure.
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>>5580892
Story perception tends to be something people lack in this thread for the most part, myself included.
I was just looking back in the archives and nobody figured out why Felix had such weird thoughts about Vv until this thread (unless I've missed someone mentioning it, but the closest part was just someone commenting 'no wonder Artesia thinks you're cheating on Elena' or something to that effect).

>>5580898
>A pair of bullpup rifles with simple optics, nothing fancy but they’re versatile and it won’t be difficult to use them for close up work if it comes to that.

>>5580899
So Felix's weakness is close to being about women.
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>>5580898
>>5580906
Dank, if we can mix and max then I'm changing my vote to
>Izumi gets the bullpup
>Felix gets the marksman rifle.
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>>5580898
+1 >>5580912
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>>5580909
In that case
>>5580898
>One bullpup and one marksman.
Izumi can have the bullpup
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>>5580899
Does it have to do with newtype women? He seemed pretty stricken by Vivima, even though he should know better than to like or trust her.
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>>5580916
Well, not stricken in the romantic sense but you know what I mean.
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Did we ever feel the emotions/thoughts of women? Other then VV, Tryphosia and Tiff that is. Could be that the enhanced awareness of being newtypes helps close the blind spot.
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>>5580916
...Warmer?
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>>5580919
Thank you anon, you saying that made me think of something (even though it's a bit of a long shot).

>>5580920
Is it that women can feel our thoughts more and predict what we'll do? Agh this is harder to figure out than I thought.
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Oh wait, is it a weakness to seduction?
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>>5580921
All of the Deikuns have this blind spot.

>>5580926
Nah, he's just a horny teenager. That'll fade a lot with time.
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>>5580920
His thoughts and emotion are directly affected by women's thoughts and emotions. When they feel or think something he isn't just aware of it, he feels it and thinks it too and doesn't realize it's not his emotion or thought. Like with Tiff and that weird feeling
>“That pressure in the air. Can you feel it?” You ask, going out on a bit of a limb. Tiff stops for a moment, holding completely still, and then her red eyes slowly widen.

>“You feel it too?”
or with Vivima and that simp
>“S-sorry, Vivima.” The guy apologizes at once, backing up. That’s pretty pathetic, cowering like that, she should just get rid of a worm like… Woah, where the hell did that thought come from?
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>>5580933
Might be onto something else there, but I wasn't really hiding that.
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I was going to mention something about eyes but everyone have theirs described a lot.
So it's probably just Contolist's style. I'm going to sleep before I get another harebrained idea.
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>>5580945
So warm it's burning up in the atmosphere.
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>>5580929
>All of the Deikuns have this blind spot.
A weakness to being seen by someone we like/feel strongly of? I got nothing.
Well, at least we know it has something to do with women and eyes.

>>5580938
You mean you weren't trying to hide that? Man, what the hell lmao
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>>5580949
What the actual fuck
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Ok, going to bed for real now, otherwise I'm going to go through every mention of eyes, every woman and every newtype we encountered and start weaving a jimba-tier theory
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Glad I didn't start looking back at the archive for every detail of all the fights we've been in. I would've chased after a massive red herring.

>>5580949
Wait, does this weakness even have anything to do with weapon perception? I mean, from the sound of it it seems to be more of a social concept rather than something solely to do with professional physical combat.

>>5580968
>start weaving a jimba-tier theory
Way ahead of you man.
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>>5580980
Cold and too broad.

>>5580968
>>5580980
This might be the most Jimba thing I've included other than Tryphosa, but she basically showed up wearing several red flags as a hat. She would also notice this blind spot instantly if it was presented to her directly.
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>>5580915
>>5580914
>>5580912
Writing.
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>>5580997
>Cold and too broad.
So it has to do with perception, eyes, and women?
>Tryphosa
Hey, some anons figured it out (except not really I suppose). But I don't think any of us actually believed she was actually a clone designed to bond with Felix until she told us herself.
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>>5581007
Warm. If I keep giving clues it'll probably make it too easy to be fun, so I'll live it here.
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>>5580997
He can't tell if women are being truthful or not when he's near them, or he's looking them in the eyes or something. I am basing this off of entirely one paragraph last thread and hints.
>>“It’s alright, I know how things were.” Vivima says reassuringly, almost gently, and… actually she might be telling the truth? She did get shot supposedly, and a near death experience is bound to leave an impression. It certainly did on you after the villa attack. All the more reason to be careful though, grudges are easy to hold onto and hard to let go of.
The wording is framed as such that he isn't sure, and has to base it off of what he knows her experiences to be.
and
>He has outstanding perception (usually, there's at least one huge blind spot no one has noticed)
Implies that it's just a gap in his perception and something more serious.

If it isn't this I give up.
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I think I misunderstood Contolist when he said 'cold and broad', I think it means that it doesn't actually have much if anything to do with weapon perception.
Man I should go to sleep as well.

>>5581010
>If I keep giving clues it'll probably make it too easy to be fun, so I'll live it here.
Aw man, but it was getting good. Well at least we know to guard ourselves against women and eyes.

>>5581012
This actually sounds likely. Considering we used our perception to see if she was lying or not, and we only saw her as telling the truth despite how much we tried (even the part about Kycilia being a good person, I think). Though if this is true then it probably means we shouldn't have Felix trust what women say, especially Vivima (not that we should trust her either way though).
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>>5581026
Hm, or maybe it's part of the subconscious feelings the Deikuns have due to how they've had to live? Maybe it doesn't hinge on women, but instead on something that Felix accepted in his growth as a newtype (seems unlikely, since Contolist did say all Deikuns are affected. I imagine this includes oldtypes like Astaria)? Maybe it's trust toward what manipulative women say when looking in their eyes?
Man it feels like I'm grasping at strings now.
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You pick up one of the heavier rifles, an ugly looking beast of a gun with a moderately sized optic atop it, and check over it, quickly confirming its function before grabbing spare magazines and stowing them in your web gear.

“Grab one of the carbines,” You tell Izumi, and she snatches one of the compact little rifles up, performing a similar set of checks before taking a full combat load of spare magazines and a number of paint and smoke grenades. You go ahead and grab a few of those for yourself, and a handgun. It’s probably just dead weight to bother with a sidearm, but in a really tight situation it might be better than this bulky rifle.

“I’m set.” Izumi says once she’s done securing her gear, and you give her a thumbs up - You’re good to go as well, and from the looks of it so is the rest of the squad. Following your brother, you head toward the berm and wait to be called over to the other side by one of the instructors acting as a sort of referee and observer. The gunfire sounding from the far side has only grown more intense, a few dull thuds every so often - the paint ‘explosives’ being used by one side or the other. It’s Garma and Vivima over there right now, and from the sounds of things they’re managing to put up some kind of resistance along with their flunkies.

After another minute or so the gunfire dies down and you see their squad marching in shame back up and over the berm, shoulder slumped and uniforms and even their protective goggles covered in paint. Vivima looks to have taken an entire grenade, one entire half of her body stained bright orange - You have to resist the urge to laugh, but Tiff sure doesn’t.

A few minutes later.

The objective of the exercise is to locate an enemy radio post, secure documents held within it, and then get back over the berm. Sometimes the instructors defend the position, sometimes they actively hunt cadets down before they get there, sometimes they spring an ambush after the documents are recovered - The location is never the same, the tactics are never the same, but the goal always is.

The artificial town is large enough to take a fair walk to traverse, featuring some pretty long sightlines down a few of its avenues and an archaic and vaguely western European looking courthouse, town hall, and church, all of which dominate the otherwise quite short skyline of single and two story homes and shops. Ditches run along most of the roads, culverts go under the few bridges scattered about the place, a single shallow and slow flowing river cuts right through the middle of the town.
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>>5581040

Most of the squad is on watch, strung out in a perimeter around a small green area with lots of brush for concealment while Edouard and Rix are gathered around a small map. They're checking over potential locations that the radio post might be and creating a plan on how best to approach various locations. In reality it could be in any building, but for the sake of the exercise only a handful of buildings are allowed.

“Alright, then that’s the plan. Max, Izumi, get over here.” Edouard waves you both over, Zenna adjusting to take your place along the perimeter. He points along one of the roads cutting deep into the fake town, “Garma’s team found their objective in the town hall, so it probably isn’t there again. I need you to scout along here, see if you can get eyes on the church and courthouse, they should be on opposite sides of the same square. Pull back if you hit any serious resistance.”

“Got it.” You say, studying the map carefully and looking out over the bushes nearby toward the buildings, getting oriented, “We…”

>”...Can post up on top of the church if it’s clear, we should have a good view of things from up there.” A bit obvious but you’ll have a very commanding position.
>”...Should keep moving if there’s nothing there, we can circle around this way and check out the old stables.” Keep on the move, stalk your prey.
>”...Can link back up at the courthouse and reassess, it should be defensible if they come at us while we figure things out.”
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>>5581032
It does include Astraia.
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>>5581042
>”...Should keep moving if there’s nothing there, we can circle around this way and check out the old stables.” Keep on the move, stalk your prey.
Izumi is a huntress
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>>5581045
Interesting. Well I'm out of ideas and getting more tired by the minute.

>>5581046
Did she actually hunt or are you just saying that? I don't recall if she mentioned it.
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>>5581042
>”...Should keep moving if there’s nothing there, we can circle around this way and check out the old stables.” Keep on the move, stalk your prey.
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>>5581042
>”...Should keep moving if there’s nothing there, we can circle around this way and check out the old stables.” Keep on the move, stalk your prey.
Aggressiveness in combat has gone well for us so far, whether its fencing with Dozle or fending off the Zabi attack in the villa. Hope I'm not overlooking anything.
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>>5581042
>”...Should keep moving if there’s nothing there, we can circle around this way and check out the old stables.” Keep on the move, stalk your prey.
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>>5581042
>”...Should keep moving if there’s nothing there, we can circle around this way and check out the old stables.” Keep on the move, stalk your prey.
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>>5581042
>>”...Should keep moving if there’s nothing there, we can circle around this way and check out the old stables.” Keep on the move, stalk your prey.
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>>5581303
>>5581296
>>5581258
>>5581054
>>5581053
>>5581046
Writing.
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>>5581373
WHAT THE FUCK MODDSSSSSSSSS
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>>5581373
This must be a feddie spy
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>>5581396
It's just souv doing his usual larp for attention, if you ignore him then he takes his meds.
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>>5581373
Get out you fucking Zabi.
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“We should keep moving if there’s nothing there, we can circle around this way and check out the old stables.” You say, crouching back down and tracing a finger across the map in a curving line.

“I was thinking along similar lines.” Your brother agrees, pointing to a few other pathways along the map, “The key to this is going to be to keep moving and along unexpected paths. They know the town better than we do, but if we’re aggressive we might still be able to catch them off guard - I need your eyes for that to work though, otherwise we’re just being reckless.”

“Aye, git thaim right in th’ face.” Rix smacks a fist into his open palm.

“I’ll keep you informed,” You nod, “Izumi, ready to go hunting?

“Got your magic bullets, Max?” She asks while raising back to a low crouch, and it takes you a moment to place the reference.

“Of course. Does that make you Kaspar then?” You ask her with a small smirk, glad to have someone else who can appreciate the arts along.

“I’ll help you shoot, but I won’t be dying - I’m Samiel.” She replies coldly, already moving to begin your scouting mission, “Better to be the devil than the desperate, but enough of this - We have a hunt before us!”

A few minutes later.

Moving carefully down back alleys and through the concealment of green areas, you’ve managed to scout a path ahead of the rest of the squad - To the best of your senses there hasn’t been a single sign of the instructors. You and Izumi move along as quietly as you can manage, though in all this kit it’s not as quiet as you’d like to be. The town square is just up ahead, the church tower and top of the courthouse visible on opposite sides of it even from here with a few shops in the way. You have subvocal microphones, and you’ve been keeping the rest of the squad updated as you’ve advanced - They’re moving in now, everything working well so far.

As you reach the next corner you peak around the edge and find the square to be clear - That hardly means it’s safe though, there are buildings and windows looking inward upon it from every side. Wait, no, it’s not entirely clear - You only see if for just a moment but there’s a subtle motion near one of the church's high windows. Not the very top of the bell tower, but lower down, recessed and well hidden among the stonework - It definitely wasn’t an animal either, the constant gunfire does a good job running most of them off around here.

“Got one in the church, just above the stained glass to the left, he ducked back.” You say quietly to Izumi.

“Any other game?” She questions.
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>>5581414

“Just the one, I’ll look again.” You reply, taking a moment to think of where you would set up to support a shooter in that position and cover their movement if things went south - The courthouse is obvious, but a few of the larger shops around the square also have decent views and are less likely to draw suspicion. You peak back out and look over them quickly, just a handful of seconds, before ducking back - They look empty, but one has its windows cracked open. That’s the one, it has to be.

“Windows are cracked open on the green shop across the way, they’ll be able to support the church from there.” You whisper.

“Sloppy.” Izumi shakes her head almost in disappointment, “I’ll radio back. Are we going to take them out?”

>”Of course we are, let’s swing further around and take their flank. We can take whoever they have watching it. Hit the shop, then the church.”
>”We know where they are, let's just keep watch until the others get here. Their launchers should be able to take out both.”
>”...I can take the church one from here, and then we reposition. Kick the ant hill and disappear. We can keep moving around to the stable like we planned.”
>Write-in.
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>>5581415
1)
>”...I can take the church one from here, and then we reposition. Kick the ant hill and disappear. We can keep moving around to the stable like we planned.”
>"If any come closer, and I'm trusting you to deal with them."
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>”Of course we are, let’s swing further around and take their flank. We can take whoever they have watching it. Hit the shop, then the church.”
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>I need your eyes for that to work though
Now I'm getting paranoid every time eyes are mentioned, even if there aren't any women involved.
We should do an archive dive soon
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>>5581415
>>”...I can take the church one from here, and then we reposition. Kick the ant hill and disappear. We can keep moving around to the stable like we planned.”
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>>5581423
Well we know it has something to do with women and eyes, so there's that.
Man I'm starting to get a bit sick of thinking about this, I don't really feel up for going through archive anymore.

>>5581419
Supporting.
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>>5581415
>”...I can take the church one from here, and then we reposition. Kick the ant hill and disappear. We can keep moving around to the stable like we planned.”
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>>5581453
>>5581432
>>5581434
>>5581419
Writing.
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>>5581415
>>”...I can take the church one from here, and then we reposition. Kick the ant hill and disappear. We can keep moving around to the stable like we planned.”
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“...I can take the one in the church from here, and then we reposition. Kick the ant hill and disappear. We can keep moving around to the stable like we planned. If they get close I’m trusting you to deal with them.”

“Understood, I’ll call it in,” Izumi replies, returning to her watch at the back of the alley and radioing the information to your brother. While she’s busy doing that you focus your mind and prepare for the shot; the church is out of sight right now, around the corner, but you need to present yourself as briefly as possible - You call up your memory of where the enemy was, his hiding position just above the larger windows, back in those shadowed recesses among the fine stonework, visualizing the entire sequence from beginning to end. Peak, aim, fire; one motion.

“Ready?” You ask Izumi quietly, tightening your grip on the bulky rifle.

“Ready.” She confirms. The word’s barely left her mouth as you duck around the corner, arm pressing against the brickwork of the corner to brace your shot, eyes scanning all over for the hidden enemy - You spot him, a dark silhouette of a head and shoulder, and in a single smooth motion he’s in your crosshairs and the trigger is squeezed. Thunder cracks, and you’re already pulling back into the safety of the alley and hustling to get the hell out of there. There’s no time to check if you landed the hit, you’ll just have to trust in your skill. Izumi’s forging a path ahead of you, already checking along your new path and waving you up.

The two of you hurry across the street and take an alley to begin a larger loop around town square, spaced back a ways from it. Both of you slow as you begin to move through the messy alleyways, filled with dumpsters, pallets, and discarded trash of all sorts scattered about to create an illusion of activity, Izumi holds up a hand. You come quietly to a stop, weapon raised and ready - And then you hear it, footsteps moving nearby, and what sounds like belts and ammo rattling about in a box. Izumi already has a grenade in her hand, tugging firmly to pull the pin, holding onto it as the footsteps grow closer and closer - There’s a lot of them. You move into better cover behind one of the metal dumpsters and watch the intersection of the alley you’re in and the small road up ahead, a narrow lane intended for unloading cargo and picking up trash - The first instructor comes into view, armored from head to toe.

He’d be looking at you if it wasn’t for the grenade plopping down by his feet, the clatter of it striking the cement catching his attention.

Even from here you can just barely make out his eyes widening behind his goggles, one foot moving to try to kick the grenade away forcefully but just a moment too late, ”Shit! Grenade-”
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>>5581530

There’s a flash and spray of orange, and you hear several groans and complains intermingled with curses coming from down the alley - Izumi’s already moving up, the thoroughly painted instructor holding an orange covered hand up and taking a seat on the ground - He’s ‘dead’, and as you follow Izumi around the bend you find that three others are ‘dead’ as well. One of them has a machinegun, the same kind Char was given - This is pretty embarrassing, taken out by a single blast like that.

“Never caught a fox with a hand grenade before.” Izumi remarks, rifle trained down the path the now vibrantly colored fireteam just entered from. Before you can reply there’s a burst of automatic fire from the other side of the road, followed by the clinking of a grenade and the hiss of smoke. Billowing gray rapidly begins to fill the road - The shots missed, but they were enough to get you both to duck while the smoke was laid. Izumi returns fire blindly into the smoke as you both avoid that direction - It’s probably the rest of the squad, and without surprise this is a very disadvantageous position.

…You’re able to get away from the encounter though, disappearing down one of the other paths and swinging even further out, continuing your journey to the old stables. You reach the decrepit looking building, its facade made to look worn and centuries old - Strings of automatic weapons fire fill the air off in the distance, a series of dull thumps sounding as launchers open up. The others must be taking the square.

Izumi leads the way into the stable, and you enter behind her with your handgun drawn - It’s musty and dimly lit, but soon you find that it’s quite empty. It does, however, have very good sightlines of the street beyond. You radio back to the rest of the squad, who very much are engaging the enemy now. They’re doing well, flushing the instructors out of the area - It seems almost too easy though, even with the fireteam Izumi took out this isn’t the resistance you’d expect, there have to be more of them.

>Try to locate the bulk of the enemy forces, the instructors in the square might just be feigning a retreat to pull the others into an ambush.
>Hold position here and try to ambush the retreating instructors, no survivors!
>Warn the others but press on to locate the radio post, it’s the real objective. No one will win until you have those documents.
>Write-in.
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>>5581534
>Try to locate the bulk of the enemy forces, the instructors in the square might just be feigning a retreat to pull the others into an ambush.
If we know their locations and numbers, then we can make an informed decision
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>>5581534
>>Try to locate the bulk of the enemy forces, the instructors in the square might just be feigning a retreat to pull the others into an ambush.
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>>5581534
>Try to locate the bulk of the enemy forces, the instructors in the square might just be feigning a retreat to pull the others into an ambush.
They're probably aware there's a recon team up, no point pushing into a probable ambush by going for the radio post just yet.
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>>5581534
>>Try to locate the bulk of the enemy forces, the instructors in the square might just be feigning a retreat to pull the others into an ambush
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>>5581540
>>5581576
>>5581584
>>5581601
Writing.
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“...This is going too well.” You say, unable to shake the feeling that there’s something else going on here, a dreadful shadow hanging over your mind but unable to quite be placed - Is it an ambush? If so, where?

“I agree, we need to keep moving.” Izumi replies, peering out from one of the windows for a moment before ducking back down.

“The instructors are bound to concentrate their forces somewhere, scattering out like this in penny packets doesn’t make sense.” You think aloud, the butt of your rifle on the ground as you kneel in cover along the half rotten wooden wall of the stable’s interior, “We need to find where they are.”

“It’s our duty as scouts.” She agrees, “There’s no time to waste, the hunt continues. I’ll radio the others.”

“Let’s go.”

Together you head back out into the town, that distant sound of gunfire slowly growing closer, a rolling battle stretching out from the square and growing closer by the second. Your feet pound against the hard surface of the road, sprinting along to get well ahead of the battle, trying your best to keep low and in concealment.

It doesn’t take long until you run into the first of the instructors, finding one of the roads to be blocked off with tank traps and sandbags, a very obvious strong point - There aren’t many men guarding it, but you have to duck back into cover before you can get too good of a look. Rather than peeking your check with a small mirror this time, sticking it low around the corner. You spot four men guarding the position, one on a tripod mounted MG. In the distance the town’s small school building looms, and past its chain link fence you can see at least a dozen other men and what looks to be a small mortar tube… It’s too difficult to make out much more on the tiny mirror, even with your excellent vision.

“Half a platoon at least, and one of those light mortars they showed us last week,” You say to Izumi, pulling back and carefully entering the building you were just peeking from, “It’s probably most of them, they’ve got some defensive positions but a lot of them are out in the open, it looks like they’re getting ready for something.”

“We don’t know how many more there are.” Izumi reminds you, the two of you clearing the small store - It’s empty, and you stop to plan for a moment while keeping out of sight of the windows.

She isn’t wrong, but you’re fairly certain about this, it’s just a gut feeling though, “No, we don’t, but I doubt it’s much more than a platoon.”
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>>5581636

“Is that your instinct?” She questions, voice level and even, and you give a small nod, “Good, trust that. They’ve cornered themselves, we can pin them here.”

“...Just the two of us?” You ask, "Bold."

“We get on the roof, jump to the next, and keep moving like that. Stalk in from above and then strike! We’ll remind them who is predator and who is prey - They’re no warriors, today they’re animals to be slaughtered.”

>”What are we wasting time on then? Call it in and lets go, the fireteams can flank around while we keep these guys pinned in.” Hopefully the rest of the squad hasn’t taken too many losses running the instructors out of the square.
>”Lets just call this in and keep looking for the radio post, that’s too many men out there. We might be able to get a clean win if we avoid the rest of them.”
>Write-in.
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>>5581638
>”Lets just call this in and keep looking for the radio post, that’s too many men out there. We might be able to get a clean win if we avoid the rest of them.”
>"We should scout our objective first. If they have so many here, then it should not be that heavily defended."
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>>5581638
>”Lets just call this in and keep looking for the radio post, that’s too many men out there. We might be able to get a clean win if we avoid the rest of them.”
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>>5581638
>”What are we wasting time on then? Call it in and lets go, the fireteams can flank around while we keep these guys pinned in.” Hopefully the rest of the squad hasn’t taken too many losses running the instructors out of the square.
If we can tie up the bulk of their forces then it's a lot more economical for us to do so rather than our entire team.
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>>5581638
>>”What are we wasting time on then? Call it in and lets go, the fireteams can flank around while we keep these guys pinned in.” Hopefully the rest of the squad hasn’t taken too many losses running the instructors out of the square.
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>>5581638
>”Lets just call this in and keep looking for the radio post, that’s too many men out there. We might be able to get a clean win if we avoid the rest of them.”
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>>5581638
>”What are we wasting time on then? Call it in and lets go, the fireteams can flank around while we keep these guys pinned in.” Hopefully the rest of the squad hasn’t taken too many losses running the instructors out of the square.

Βήμα πρόσθες, Fortuna Favet Forbitus and whatever else you can think of.
Afterall, sometimes the life of the scout is short like hand-to-hand combat~ https://youtu.be/J4FLLwmNkmY
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>>5581782
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>>5581675
Writing.
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>>5581638
>>5581703
Changing my vote to:
>”What are we wasting time on then? Call it in and lets go, the fireteams can flank around while we keep these guys pinned in.” Hopefully the rest of the squad hasn’t taken too many losses running the instructors out of the square.
Today is a good day to die!
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>>5581874
Seems like my vote change came too late lmao, not that I'm complaining.
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QAPLA!
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“What were we wasting time on then?” You ask while tightening your grip on your rifle, preparing yourself mentally for what’s bound to be an intense and possibly very brief fight, “Call it in and let's go, the fireteams can flank around while we keep these guys pinned.”

“On it.” Izumi replies, working the radio for a bit and relaying the plan to your brother and Rix. She grabs an umbrella from a stand nearby the door as she speaks, tucking it into her pack.

“Half a platoon? That has to be most of them, the ones from the square were headed that way.” Edouard’s voice crackles over the radio, the connection a bit spottier than you’d expect, “We’re on our way, we’ll hit them from the north side. Blare’s playing hell with their comms, we took the liberty of seizing a few of their radios.”

“Hurry it up, we’re getting into position now.” You say over your own radio, waving for Izumi to follow you up the stairs as she handles the rest of the conversation - There’s not much to discuss, this is going to be a simple matter of aggression, skill, and luck. It’s entirely possibly you’ll get tagged immediately, they’re bound to have their own marksmen and the ranges aren’t as long as they could be, but it suddenly makes sense why they’re all gathered together near the school - Blare has their comms down somehow, everything has to be down by runners and shouting… Is messing with the radios even allowed in the rules? Well, too late for that either way.

As you reach the top of the building, exiting out onto one of its balconies after carefully checking the sightlines from nearby buildings and a few far off landmarks, you clamber awkwardly up onto the roof - You’re very athletic, but the handhold is pretty garbage, the tops of the buildings not having been intended at all for this. Izumi covers you as you get up, incredibly vulnerable during the climb, and then you take cover behind the chimney and the peak of the roof, covering her as she joins you - She makes quicker work of it, the small carbine slinging easily on her back, pulling herself up with both hands before hooking a long leg atop the roof and pulling herself up completely.
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>>5581917

Together you stalk around the roof, keeping as low as possible, the peak of the roof firmly between you and the eyes of the enemy around the school. You make the hop to the next building first, slipping a bit as you land but recovering, continuing the earlier pattern of covering for one another while you move. After a minute of this aggressive movement you’re both in position, atop separate roofs to avoid drawing all of the enemy fire to a single position but still close enough to be able to clearly see and support one another. The school and most of the enemy lying just beyond and below your urban perches.

Atop the school a trio of the gray armored instructors are keeping watch, one more layer to their defense beyond what you say on the streets and past the fence earlier. Closer to two thirds of a platoon then, not ideal. This is going to have to be done perfectly. You slide back down a few inches, falling completely out of their line of sight, and wave over to Izumi. Quietly, you speak to her over the radio.

“Get the rest of your grenades ready. Throw when you’re ready.” You whisper, and you can see her already following the order, detaching the last two of the spherical devices from her web gear, pulling firmly to remove the pin from the first. There’s a moment of delay before she pushes up further onto the angled roof of her building, tension filling the air as she launches the grenade up and over the top, the spoon falling away as it soars down and out of sight. The next grenade is already in the air before the first goes off, a loud thump accompanied by shouted orders.

You swing your rifle up into position, rising just enough to get a look at the top of the school, and quickly draw a bead on the first of the lookouts; you squeeze the trigger and his head rocks back, a spray of orange cascading across the side of his helmet, and you’re already pivoting to the next as the second grenade goes off, more shouts filling the air as fire again and take another of the lookouts, the round splatting up along his supporting arm as he spun to return fire at you - A quick reaction, but not nearly fast enough. The third man on the school does open up though, locating you with astounding alacrity, popping impacts splattering about the roof just in front of you. You pull down and away, hustling along the far side to find a new position - Firing again from there would only invite a quick ‘death’ in this game. As you move, automatic fire sounds from Izumi’s position. Return fire quickly answers her as she goes to work with that stubby bullpup carbine she took, the instructors quick to spot her position.
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>>5581918

Something electric sparks through the air, grabbing your attention, and as you hustle to the edge of the roof, ready to leap to the next building over on the perimeter around the school, you sling your rifle over your shoulder and ready a grenade, yanking the pin and hurling downward into the narrow alley as you leap overhead, just barely clearing the distance. In the bottom of your vision you just barely catch sight of a pair of the gray armored instructors rushing across the bottom of the alley - The grenade bonks one on the helmet a bit comically, but you lose sight of them as you land on the other building. A loud bang sounds from behind and below you as the low powered pyrotechnic charge scatters its payload of pain, a pair of curses let out by the two men.

You hurry up into position, unslinging your rifle and shouldering it as you reach the top of this roof, immediately firing a snapshot at that last soldier atop the school - It misses, and he’s back on you again, but this time you choose to stick it out. Another squeeze of the trigger and his goggles are a mess of orange, his head snapping back in surprise before he disappears out of sight, out of the exercise. Swinging the barrel of your rifle down to the aim at the soldiers in the area surrounding the school, you can see the aftermath of Izumi’s grenade blasts - Three more instructors painted orange, each sitting in shame and out of the exercise, another pair a bit further away, near a burnt out car, are marked up and down with little orange blotches.

The rest of the instructors, however, have found cover or at least concealment and are unleashing hell on her position. Another quickly aimed series of shots removes one of the instructors, one of the rounds striking him through a narrow gap in the shrubs he was hiding behind. You try your best to draw their attention to allow Izumi to move, but there’s still too many of them, and a spray of fire forces you to duck back down. A launcher thumps and an airburst round goes off overhead of Izumi’s roof, a spraying cloud of orange paint scattering all about… And that’s it for Izumi, but she’s out of sight now. Nine for one is a pretty outrageous run, better than you… for now.

You aren’t done yet.

Readying the last of your grenades you throw them over the top of the roof, letting your memory and perception guide the otherwise blind lobs. You push over a bit to the side, trying at least to not pop up in the same spot twice even if there’s little time to move further now, and continue exchanging fire with the soldiers, trying to keep your senses open to any flanking elements that might be moving in on you from below or behind. Another falls to your preternatural aim, sprawling back from corner of the school building he was firing from. More rounds splatter about you, but you’ve yet to take a direct hit - You can’t keep this up for long though, the the initial surprise has totally worn off now, and-
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>>5581919

A torrent of machinegun fire - a murderous buzzsaw from hell - rips through the air from far across the small clearing the school sits in. It’s as if the devil ripped the biggest piece of paper in the universe, a constant cacophonous shriek of gunfire, each long burst sounding a single almost indistinguishable noise. One of the instructors stands up, crying out in pain as what must be a couple dozen rounds strike him in the span of a couple of seconds, the bullets following him for a moment in violent ripple of orange, continuing to pelt him relentlessly as he struggles to get his hands up and sit properly to indicate he's 'dead' - That’s just overkill. Along with the ripping machinegun fire you pick out what might be the rumble and squeaking of metal tracks on concrete.

“Casval.” You laugh to yourself, a sudden rush of victorious certainty filling you, steadying your shaking limbs and tired breath - There’s no one around to hear the triumphant words, but he’s done it. He got everyone else into position, and the instructors are almost cornered now. It’s a shame Izumi isn’t still in the game, this is almost perfect.

>Slide down the roof, drop to the alleyway below, and storm the remaining instructors, pistol in hand! Sieg Zeon! You’d bayonet them if you could, but they didn’t give you a brush. They’re thinning out now, try to force a surrender! Rix is probably about to lead a charge of his own knowing him.
>Hold your position and continue to try to pick people off. There were more of these bastards inside the building, and they know where you are, but hopefully the pressure from two or three directions should keep you from getting tagged.
>Write-in.
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>>5581921
>Hold your position and continue to try to pick people off. There were more of these bastards inside the building, and they know where you are, but hopefully the pressure from two or three directions should keep you from getting tagged.
Sniper time.
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>>5581921
>Hold your position and continue to try to pick people off. There were more of these bastards inside the building, and they know where you are, but hopefully the pressure from two or three directions should keep you from getting tagged.
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>>5581921
>Hold your position and continue to try to pick people off. There were more of these bastards inside the building, and they know where you are, but hopefully the pressure from two or three directions should keep you from getting tagged.
Fantastically disruptive
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>>5581921
>>Write-in. Change your position and continue to try to pick people off. There were more of these bastards inside the building, and they know where you are, but hopefully the pressure from two or three directions should keep you from getting tagged.
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>>5581921
>>Hold your position and continue to try to pick people off. There were more of these bastards inside the building, and they know where you are, but hopefully the pressure from two or three directions should keep you from getting tagged.
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>>5581923
>>5581924
>>5581925
>>5581941
Writing.
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You hold your position, continuing to exchange fire with the remaining instructors, many of which now find themselves caught between your gun and the roaring machinegun fire of the rest of your squad. One of the instructors takes the lead, shouting orders and waving for the rest of his scattered unit to follow him through the hail of bullets and back into the school - You give him a gutshot for his trouble, taking a moment to register the hit and reluctantly sitting down. The order was still given though, and the remaining instructors rush back toward the building while a few try to lay down covering fire. Bullets fly back and forth between all sides, paint splattering here and there, bright orange staining grass, and concrete, and brick. A few rounds land close to you once again, one striking your rifle but not you, and you pull down.

You examine the rifle for a long moment - It would be disabled if it had been hit like that in reality, but almost none of this ‘cover’ would actually stop bullets anyways. You make the decision to keep using it - If the instructors don’t want you doing things like that they should set the rules more clearly before the exercise begins. As you pop back over the peak of the roof you let off a final pair of shots at the retreating enemy, the doors to the school closing as they finish pulling inside it.

Rix and Tiff, their drastically contrasting silhouettes identifiable even from here, rush out from a building on the far side of the small clearing. They keep low as they run toward the school, Anavel close behind them. Soon they reach the edge of the building and fall out of sight, you just don’t have an angle on that wall from your current position. Presumably there’s another door.

You wave to where you think the machinegun fire was coming from and radio Edouard, “Great work! Looks clear from my position, Izumi’s down though.”

“A warrior would never fall to mere animals.” Izumi’s voice comes through over the radio, surprising you greatly, and then from behind and below you she shouts, “Down here, Max.”

“...Keep on watch,” Edouard says over the radio, “I’ll leave you both to it, we can handle the stragglers in the school.”

“Understood.”

You pull back and look down to the street on the side of your building opposite the school. Izumi waves up to you, completely unstained by orange… How?
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>>5582014

“You’ve got the devil’s luck! Didn’t expect to see you again in your normal colors, Izumi.” You shout down to her, utterly baffled. That grenade detonated right over where she was, she was firing seconds before… Did she jump off the roof? That’s insane, it’s tall enough to easily break a leg if you don’t lower yourself down first and land carefully.

“Orange doesn’t suit me, I’m a warrior not a safety officer!” She shouts back, “Need a hand up there?…”

She falls quiet as that strange creaking rattling sound from earlier returns, still sounds vaguely like tracks…

“Do you hear that?” You ask Izumi. She nods, both hands back on her rifle as she moves closer to the building. The strange metallic noise grows louder, and louder, closing in from one of the streets nearby, heading steadily toward the clearing the school is in.

“Finally, a challenge!” She shouts to you again, “It sounds like a tank!”

You move back up the roof and try to look around, hoping to catch a sight of the vehicle, whatever it is, but with all the buildings so closely spaced and of a similar height you cannot see much of the surrounding roads. You have a commanding view of the school and its immediate surroundings but little else. Damn. One of the ‘dead’ instructors in the alleyway begins laughing, very, very loudly.

“Sounds like we have a tracked vehicle coming in from the south.” You radio to your brother.

“Handle it, we need time.” Your brother commands, “Tiff’s just found the radio post inside the school but they’re still fighting, we’re moving in to help.”

…Handle it? Handle it? You’re out of grenades and don’t have anti-armor weapons, how do you handle a tank?

“...Understood.” You reply, unsure of how to proceed.

>”...Do you remember that bulldozer a ways back? Those are electric, push start - No keys! We’ll ram them!” …Maintenance used them back on Texas sometimes, they’re surprisingly fast.
>”Time for a boarding action, Izumi! We’ll get close and make the jump from above.” Spacenoids are made to drop on their enemies from above… probably.
>”Let’s grab some of those mortar bombs, we might be able to just sling them at this thing from above.” Drop down, rush to get something heavier from next to the school. Hopefully that trick of banging them against a hard surface and then throwing them like impact grenades actually works.
>Write-in.
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>>5582016
>”Time for a boarding action, Izumi! We’ll get close and make the jump from above.” Spacenoids are made to drop on their enemies from above… probably.
We've been training our body constantly nearly every day, we can manage this.
UURAH!
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>>5582016
>”Let’s grab some of those mortar bombs, we might be able to just sling them at this thing from above.” Drop down, rush to get something heavier from next to the school. Hopefully that trick of banging them against a hard surface and then throwing them like impact grenades actually works.
Hopefully the people after the middle ages never decided to up-armor the roof
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>>5582048
It's paint, the real question is if the referees count it as a kill.
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>>5582055
I assumed that whether the mortars would count as "killing" or not depends on a relation to the actual armor performance
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>>5582060
True enough. If anything tanks are worse in Gundam.
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>>5582016
>”Time for a boarding action, Izumi! We’ll get close and make the jump from above.” Spacenoids are made to drop on their enemies from above… probably.
We need to switch weapons for tis if we do it, just grab a rifle off a 'dead' instructor
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>>5582016
>”Let’s grab some of those mortar bombs, we might be able to just sling them at this thing from above.” Drop down, rush to get something heavier from next to the school. Hopefully that trick of banging them against a hard surface and then throwing them like impact grenades actually works.

hurl that shit
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>>5582016
>”Time for a boarding action, Izumi! We’ll get close and make the jump from above.” Spacenoids are made to drop on their enemies from above… probably
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>>5582016
>>”Time for a boarding action, Izumi! We’ll get close and make the jump from above.” Spacenoids are made to drop on their enemies from above… probably.
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>>5582016
>>5582030
Changing my vote to:
1)
>”...Do you remember that bulldozer a ways back? Those are electric, push start - No keys! We’ll ram them!” …Maintenance used them back on Texas sometimes, they’re surprisingly fast.
I almost forgot how much of a beast Felix is with vehicles. I bet he might even have the ability to outmaneuver a tank with a bit of luck.

2)
>”Time for a boarding action, Izumi! We’ll get close and make the jump from above.” Spacenoids are made to drop on their enemies from above… probably.

3)
>”Let’s grab some of those mortar bombs, we might be able to just sling them at this thing from above.” Drop down, rush to get something heavier from next to the school. Hopefully that trick of banging them against a hard surface and then throwing them like impact grenades actually works.

I realize that there really isn't a good solution to fighting a tank in this scenario. All of these could end up badly in different ways.
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>>5582016

>>5582498 makes a good point, Felix really does great when he's in some sort of vehicle, so I'll change my vote to
>>”...Do you remember that bulldozer a ways back? Those are electric, push start - No keys! We’ll ram them!” …Maintenance used them back on Texas sometimes, they’re surprisingly fast.

Felix did say that his newtype abilities really kick in when he's piloting something. Driving a bulldozer is close enough to piloting.......right?
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>>5582518
Sorry, forgot to mention that my original vote was this
>>5582458
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>>5582518
>>5582498
Dozer

>>5582429
>>5582113
Boarding

>>5582373
>>5582048
Yeet

Alright, so we've got a tie. I'll give it an hour.
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>>5582530
I'll change my vote back to boarding then, just to get this moving along this will either be a huge mistake or a great moment. Time to take that risk.
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>>5582373
>>5582530
light mortars generally will blow on impact but if we stay at an impasse after the hour passes im fine with switching to the bulldozer option.

As an aside in a real combat scenario if what we heard was an APC then getting atop it and shooting the roof with the rifles would be the best course of action, APCs generally have paper thin roofs that even intermediary cartridge rifles make short work of
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>>5582548
(and just as i press post i see the above vote change, the woes of procrastinating for too long on a post)
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>>5582548
I can change my vote to bulldozer if you want me to as well.
>APC
I have a feeling that it was an actual tank, since what we heard were tracks and not wheels. Is our chance of actually boarding them that low? I almost feel like the Feddies are incompetent enough to open up the hatch to find out what's going on.

>>5582549
I feel you man, this has happened to me.
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>>5582530
I'll vote for
>”...Do you remember that bulldozer a ways back? Those are electric, push start - No keys! We’ll ram them!” …Maintenance used them back on Texas sometimes, they’re surprisingly fast.
Just remember to put some eurobeat
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>>5582530
>>5582540
Changing my vote to Dozer again then to break the tie.
This should be fun at least
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>>5582566
>>5582564
>>5582518
>>5582548
Writing.
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“...Do you remember the bulldozer a ways back? Those are electric, push start - No keys!” You yell down to Izumi, an insane plan bubbling up from that chaotic part of your brain where wonderful ideas like high speed racing near the outer hull of a colony or choosing to fight a mobile suit with a cutting torch live, “We’ll ram them!

“...Ram them? Woah, woah, what the hell are you two-” One of the ‘dead’ instructors begins to protest.

“Quite, corpse.” Izumi glares at him, pointing her rifle at the man and putting another couple of rounds into him, “The dead shouldn’t talk. The hunt continues, Max! Have you driven one of those before?”

“...No, but I’ve seen it done.” You answer while carefully lowering yourself down from the roof, holding on with both hands to the edge before dropping the rest of the way - It’s still a bit of a fall, a harsh jolt shooting up through you as you impact, but you’re fine, “How hard can it be?”
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>>5582649

A minute later..

You rushed back to the site of the bulldozer, a small construction area with a number of other vehicles and tools all around the place. A quite large dozer sits among other heavy vehicles, dwarfing most of them. While you were moving earlier this was barely even a point of interest, you didn’t even think of it much after checking enemies, but now it might be your salvation - There’s a loud, much heavier series of blasts coming back from the direction of the school. The enemy vehicle must have made it there already, you don’t have long.

Jumping up onto the bulldozer you swing its unlocked door open and take a seat, buckling into the safety harness before surveying the controls and pressing the large red activation button - It works! Lights and readouts blink on across its very simple and utilitarian displays. Izumi climbs up the tall machine and hops in alongside, closing the reinforced screen covered door.

“Can you make sense of it?” She questions within the cramped confines of the cabin, “Those levers are the controls, aren’t they?”

“Yes, all of them are, except…” You test your unspoken theory, adjusting the dozer blade slightly, “That one controls the blade. Let's go!”

You shift into drive and slam your foot down on the accelerator, and the tracked vehicle lurches forward with an alarming rate of acceleration. The sudden force throws Izumi down and onto your lap - You look past her and try to ignore that for now, focused entirely on not ramming into one of the many buildings along the street on accident. The controls might make sense intuitively, but it handles very differently than a car!
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>>5582650

After a few skidding close calls, nearly drifting around one of the street corners and sending sparks flying up - it’s a testament to the design that it didn’t throw a track - you can see the clearing around the school and an old Federation tracked IFV firing on some of the surrounding shops, a few soldiers using it as cover. A couple of the gray armored men look back toward you. The bulldozer is anything but quiet even with an autocannon firing nearby, and though their faces are concealed by their helmets and protective goggles you have a great view as they panic and scatter.

You honk the horn, not wanting to actually run anyone over, and then floor it. The rest of the instructors look, assess that there’s a fucking bulldozer racing toward them, and wisely flee off to either side. The IFV begins to turn in place, its turret swinging about as well to try to face you as you hurtle closer. The turret doesn’t quite make it around.

Izumi turns to hold onto you tightly, there’s a horrific sound of crashing steel on steel, and you lurch forward violently as the great mass of the large bulldozer slams into the lightweight IFV. The blade hooks under it with a terrific screeching of shearing metal and soon the entire armored vehicle is flipped on its side and grinding toward the wall of the school as the dozer carries on moving at a greatly slowed pace - You try to stop the steel beast before you hit the wall of the school, but it’s too late and you end up smashing the IFV partially through the brick exterior. The dust slowly clears.

…Izumi held on for the worst of it, but she sprawled out against the controls, and you unbuckled your harness to check on her - You’re fine, mostly, but that was a hell of an impact. She blinks a few times and starts to get up, accepting your offered hand as she stands a bit unsteadily in the confines of the cabin.

“The… the hunt… continues…” She says, unslinging her rifle and moving to open the door. You draw your pistol and follow her out. As soon as you exit Izumi opens fire, spraying down a few of the scattered instructors who were just standing around dumbstruck. They reluctantly sit down. One of them, a medic, ignores getting shot and runs over.

“I’m dead, you crazy fucks!” He shouts as you put a couple more rounds into him, “This is an exercise, what the hell are you thinking? Shit, stop shooting me, they might be injured!”

…Fair. You lower your handgun, and Izumi’s already stopped for a lack of remaining ammo, busy reloading awkwardly, hands fumbling with the magazines as she’s still recovering from the impact. Hopping down from the side of the tall dozer, you rush alongside the orange medic to the IFV. The hatch opens and the commander sprawls out, followed by the rest of the crew. They look fine, but it’s hard to know.

“We’re out, Christ.” The commander groans in pain, “God damn, I’ll have you both in chains for this.”
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>>5582653

A few hours later, in Dozle's office.

Well, you won, barely. Edouard and the others found the intel and managed to recover it. By the end it was only your brother, Tiff, and Anavel remaining - Everyone else got tagged, and though you and Izumi were never eliminated you were forced out early after the bulldozer stunt… So that’s half a squad remaining, depending on how you count it, after fighting what must have been more than a platoon and an armored vehicle.

“...You hit them with a bulldozer?” Dozle rumbles curiously, his huge fingers pressing a button on the remote his assistant gave him, playing back a recording of the exercise taken by an observation craft. The video rewinds on the large screen in his office, and you have a great overhead view of smashing the IFV all the way into the school. Dozle’s not even mad, not now at least - You got an earful when you first entered along with Izumi, but by this point you’re getting pretty good at filtering out people yelling at you.

“We did, sir.” Izumi replies, her forehead wrapped in a white bandage - Even with a helmet and goggles she still split her forehead open pretty good when she slammed into the dozer controls, but the docs did some scans, filled her full of meds, and set her right back on her way.

“I was speaking to cadet D… Mass.” Dozle corrects himself, his brow twitching a bit in an echo of his earlier rage.

“My brother told me to handle it, so I did, sir.” You answer, the danger of your plan having more than set in by now - Paint rounds can sometimes cause injuries even with the protective gear, the grenades especially if they get trapped too close to someone, but crashing heavy tracked vehicles into each other is a world apart from that.

But it worked though, right? Screw those instructors anyways, they were cheating. A ‘slight numbers advantage’ turned into more than a platoon with armor support.

“Handle it? Ohohoho,” Dozle chuckles deeply, slamming his hand onto his desk, “You scared those feddies so badly one of them resigned!”

“Cowards.” Izumi mutters.

“They are cowards!” Dozle agrees thunderously, “I’d give you both medals if I could. Even I cannot remove those federation dogs from our staff. I can fill the empty spots they leave.”

“Oh?” You ask, “Almost sounds like we did you a favor, sir.”

“By chance.” He replies, some of the mirth fading again, “The other federation officers demanded that I have you both expelled. There were no deaths, no major injuries. There will be no expulsion. You will be punished though - You’re both assigned to help clean up the mock town. It should take a few days, the school will need to be repaired.”
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>>5582654

“...That’s it, sir?” Izumi questions, deeply confused.

“That’s it, cadet Fuchs.” The huge man confirms, “I want to see this kind of aggression and quick thinking in officers. Try not to kill anyone outside of a real battle though.”

“We’ll try, sir.” You flash a mischievous grin, “...Did anyone else win?”

“No.” He shakes his scarred head, “The exercise is not intended to be won. Most of the other cadets end like… I have a video here somewhere…”

He struggles with the controls on the tiny remote, fingers a bit too big for it, but eventually manages to get the right video pulled up - You get a clear view as ten cadets spaced far too closely together move sloppily down a street. There’s no sound, but even from an aerial view you can see as they begin to get covered in great splashes of orange, a few scattering to cover in a panic before sitting down alongside their ‘dead’ comrades. Oof, that’s terrible - Did no one else pay attention in the tactics classes?

“Your brother did well. I’d have him in here as well but I told the federation officers this was a disciplinary meeting.” Dozle rumbles, “The next time we speak I’ll make sure to congratulate him.”

A few minutes later, in the hallways heading away from Dozle’s office.

“Colonel Zabi seemed very familiar with you, Max.” Izumi comments, her eyes narrowing as you both walk along the wide and well decorated hall - It’s really more like what you’d see back at the Zabi palace or among the rest of Zeon’s upper class.

“We have a history, I’ll tell you about it another time though.” You say, knowing full well that everyone will be finding out more than they ever could have expected in just a few more months.

>”...I’ve been wondering about you as well though, how did you not get him by that grenade?” There's no way she could escape in time.
>”We make a good team, Izumi. We should pair up more often.”
>”If you want to get on his good side try challenging him to a fencing match, he’ll jump at the chance if he isn’t too busy.”
>Write-in.
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>>5582657
>”...I’ve been wondering about you as well though, how did you not get him by that grenade?” There's no way she could escape in time.
Focusing on tactics is vital for us if we want to survive the OYW
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>>5582649
Should say: "Quiet, corpse."
Almost certainly some other typos around the place.
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>>5582657
>”...I’ve been wondering about you as well though, how did you not get him by that grenade?” There's no way she could escape in time.
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>>5582659
And just to be clear the only reason why I'm not picking the 'we should pair up more often' in addition or as a vote itself is because Felix needs to learn more leadership roles instead of doing footwork. Nothing against actually working with her, she seems nice I think (not sure if we should trust her with any secrets or inside knowledge though, I feel like we're already pushing it with Tiff and Blare knowing).
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>>5582657
1)
>”...I’ve been wondering about you as well though, how did you not get him by that grenade?” There's no way she could escape in time.
>”We make a good team, Izumi. We should pair up more often.”
2)
>”We make a good team, Izumi. We should pair up more often.”
3)
>”...I’ve been wondering about you as well though, how did you not get him by that grenade?” There's no way she could escape in time.
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>>5582657
>>”...I’ve been wondering about you as well though, how did you not get him by that grenade?” There's no way she could escape in time.
>”We make a good team, Izumi. We should pair up more often.”
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>>5582657
>”...I’ve been wondering about you as well though, how did you not get him by that grenade?” There's no way she could escape in time.
>”We make a good team, Izumi. We should pair up more often.”
Izumi is looking like a top-tier wingman option
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>>5582693
Not a bad idea, but I feel like we should focus on commanding while we're at the academy.
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>>5582657
>>5582657
>”...I’ve been wondering about you as well though, how did you not get him by that grenade?” There's no way she could escape in time.
This was a good battle.
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>>5582659
>>5582662
>>5582705
Escape.

>>5582682
>>5582689
>>5582693
Escape+Team.

And another tie. I'll give it an hour.
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>>5582657
>”...I’ve been wondering about you as well though, how did you not get him by that grenade?” There's no way she could escape in time.

>>5582693
>>5582696
Bit skeptical about that. She might be a huge Gihren supporter with everything she's saying about prey and lesser humans.
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>>5582718
If Izumi is a real one she'll immediately flip to our side when she realizes Gihren is oldtype untermensch and Felix is newtype ubermensch.
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