>>28443098
>Other
"I learned Japanese. With how ours and the Imperial Navy are both in the Pacific, I thought it might come in handy."

>>28443098
Yeah, caught it at the start

>>I learned German, since I was pretty sure I'd be working alongside them a lot.
Mainly because I myself would like to learn it.

>>28443098
>>Other
Japanese

Be the closet weeaboo who shares VHS tapes.

>>28443098
>I learned German, since I was pretty sure I'd be working alongside them a lot.

>>28443098
>I learned German, since I was pretty sure I'd be working alongside them a lot.

>>28443098
>>I learned German, since I was pretty sure I'd be working alongside them a lot.

>>28443098
>Other
german and jappanses

>>28443141

[x] yes

>>28443098
[x] Japanese

>>28443141
this or
>>28443316

>>28443098
>I learned German, since I was pretty sure I'd be working alongside them a lot.

So, wait, if were pretty sure that we'd be working alongside Germans, does that mean we expected to be stationed in the North Sea or otherwise in the northern Atlantic?

What are we doing in the Pacific, then?

>>28443460

Pararescue goes whereever it needs to.

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>>28443098
"Well," You shrug. "I considered taking up a language I'd have to use depending on where I got deployed. Easier to work with locals that way, you know? I considered taking up Japanese, but then I realized the Pacific is really for jarheads and squids. Figured I'd more likely get sent to Europe so German was a no brainer."

"Ah." Red nods.

"So how about you?" You ask.

"Well, um, Japanese, actually." Red's eyes dart away, as if she's ashamed of it or something.

"Huh, that's nice." You say. "I always heard Japanese was a very poetic language."

"It totally is!" Red nods quickly. A bit too quickly.

However, before you can say anything else or press the issue, Morris taps you on the shoulder.

"What's up, Chief?" You ask.

"We've got a Phantom pilot on the line." Morris explains. "His bird is shot up bad and his instruments are dead. We picked him up on a short range frequency so he can't be far."

You glance back at the passenger compartment full of wounded. While there weren't any life threatening cases, you would like to get them to the Mercy as soon as possible, regardless. The longer they spent outside a decent medical facility was more chances for their condition to worsen.

And that's not even touching on your fuel concerns. Having nine extra people riding shotgun meant the Jay Hawk was carrying a lot of extra weight.

>Ignore it for now. Drop off the wounded first and we'll head back.
>We can afford to take a quick detour. Let's find that Phantom.
>Other

>>28443545
>Ignore it for now. Drop off the wounded first and we'll head back.

oh lord she is otaku

>>28443545
>>Ignore it for now. Drop off the wounded first and we'll head back.

>>28443545
>>Other
Direct him towards the fleet and to get as close to the it as possible for pick up.

>>28443545

>>Ignore it for now. Drop off the wounded first and we'll head back.

Get on the line, we'll be back soon. Also mark his location and broadcast it to the other SAR birds. Maybe someone making the trip towards the rescue zones can pick him up as those returning are probably at the limits of their endurance.

>>28443545

>We can afford to take a quick detour. Let's find that Phantom.

Leaving a pilot in the drink is bad news. if we can't do this, we ought to at least try and find the guy and direct the coasties or someone onto him.

>>28443545
>>We can afford to take a quick detour. Let's find that Phantom.

>>28443545
>[X] Other
>Get on the horn with the phantom pilot and see if we can't instruct him to get closer to the SAR group. Get someone to fire a flare if he can't find us.

Also, I see what you're trying to do there Merc.

>>28443545
>We can afford to take a quick detour. Let's find that Phantom.
This IS the Bering, that pilot needs to be taken out of the water as soon as possible, and we don't have critical cases, what with Red stabilizing them.

>>28443545
>>We can afford to take a quick detour. Let's find that Phantom.
rescue that boid

>>28443545
Man, the world just loved throwing new problems at you, didn't it?

"How are we doing on fuel?" You ask Morris.

"I think we've got about another half hour before we start to worry." The crew chief responds.

"Okay..." You key your radio. "Phantom, this is Iceberg, can you hear me?"

"Y-yeah, I can hear you!" You hear a weak and staticy response.

Shit, it sounded like a kid on the line, too, though you suppose that the Air Force wouldn't trust green pilots with anything fancier than Phantoms anyways.

"All right kid, do you have a rough idea on your position?" You ask.

"N-no."

"Hmmmm." You think to yourself. "Is your radar still online?"

"A little, but it keeps flickering on and off."

You turn to the helo pilot. "Can you increase altitude?"

"Sure thing, sir."

"Take us up to ten thousand feet."

You hear the engines hum louder as the Jay Hawk climbs higher into the sky.

"Okay, we're holding at ten thousand feet. Do you see any radar contacts at that altitude?"

"Ummm, just a second, I gotta fix the screen." The pilot mumbles and you hear a loud metallic smacking sound. "Yeah! I see it! I see it!"

The relief just oozes from the kid's voice so thick you could feeling it leaking out of your receiver.

"Okay, head for that contact. You're going to be looking for a Coast Guard blackhawk. You got that?"

"R-roger."

(cont)

>>28444370
The Jay Hawk holds position in the air for what feels like a very, very long time, when in reality no more than ten minutes have passed. All the while, you and the crew are squinting in the distance in all directions, trying to find any sign of the damaged Phantom.

"There, I see it!" Red points to the west. You whip around to confirm it, and sure enough, you see a dark, vaguely Phantom-shaped blob coming towards you. The plane shrieks a few thousand feet above you and then turns, and you see the real extent of the damage.

Half of the right wing is extremely chewed up, and the fuselage looked like swiss cheese, no doubt caused by a combination of shrapnel and cannon fire. The engines were leaking a stream of thick, black smoke. Otherwise, the pilot seemed to be doing a good job of keeping the bird in the air.

>Direct him to a safe landing zone. He should be able to make it.
>That bird is on its last legs. Tell him to punch out and you'll pick him up.
>Other

>>28444386
>>That bird is on its last legs. Tell him to punch out and you'll pick him up.
I don't know about planes that much, will it explode?

>>28444386
>>Direct him to a safe landing zone. He should be able to make it.

>Solo Wing? Is that you Buddy?

>>28444432
signs point to likely

>>28444386
>That bird is on its last legs. Tell him to punch out and you'll pick him up.

>>28444386
>That bird is on its last legs. Tell him to punch out and you'll pick him up.
If he manages to get to a airfield it won't be a "fun" landing.

>>28444386
>That bird is on its last legs. Tell him to punch out and you'll pick him up.

>>28444386
>>That bird is on its last legs. Tell him to punch out and you'll pick him up.

>>28444386
>>That bird is on its last legs. Tell him to punch out and you'll pick him up.

>>28444386
"Punch out, kid, that plane is not going to last any longer." You warn. "Don't worry, we'll pick you up when you land."

"Um, okay!" The pilot says hurriedly.

However, the Phantom continues to fly lazily in the air with no sign of stopping. You begin to suspect that something might be wrong.

"It won't eject!" The pilot says, panic starting to creep into his voice again. "It's not working!"

Of course. That would have made things simple.

>Go with plan B. Point him to land and hope he makes it there.
>Try and escort his bird at least to the Essex. He can safely ditch there.
>Tell him to ditch now while you've got a visual on him.
>Other

>>28444664
>>Try and escort his bird at least to the Essex. He can safely ditch there.

>>28444664
>>Try and escort his bird at least to the Essex. He can safely ditch there.

>>28444664
>Try and escort his bird at least to the Essex. He can safely ditch there.
make sure they have all the stuff ready for a hard landing and to cut the kid out of the plane though.

>>28444664
>Tell him to ditch now while you've got a visual on him.

>>28444664
>>Tell him to ditch now while you've got a visual on him.
We watch him die.

>>28444664
>Try and escort his bird at least to the Essex. He can safely ditch there.

>>28444664
>Try and escort his bird at least to the Essex. He can safely ditch there.

This might be whatsherface's boyfriend from TW89

>>28444664
>>Try and escort his bird at least to the Essex. He can safely ditch there.

>>28444792
Mary's? I was thinking that as well, wasn't his name Tom?

>>28444792
It is in all Probability Patterson's BF

>>28444664
>Try and escort his bird at least to the Essex. He can safely ditch there.
We're dropping these guys off at the Essex, right?
Also, talk to him calmly. We don't want him panicking.

>>28444664
>>Other
Talk to both pilots, how are we doing on fuel/how far can we go?

>>28444664
>[x]Try and escort his bird at least to the Essex. He can safely ditch there.
>Meanwhile get on the horn and get a witch on his wing to pull him out if he starts to go down.

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>>28444664
"Okay, follow our heading." You say, motioning to your pilot to orient the Jay Hawk towards where the Essex should be. "We're pointing straight to the USS Essex. She's an amphib carrier, so you won't be able to land. But she should be in a position to pick you up if you ditch."

"G-got it." The kid says and the Phantom loops around to align with your heading.

However, you frown when you remember that Phantoms usually had a crew of two, yet you haven't heard a peep from the second crewman.

"Hey kid, what happened to your partner?" You ask.

The ensuing silence is all the answer you need.

"He didn't make it." The pilot says quietly.

Soon, the Phantom begins to disappear from view, which was understandable, considering the fact that even with damaged engines, the Phantom was significantly faster than any Black Hawk variant.

"Think he'll make it?" Red asks.

"We'll find out soon enough." You say.

It's another ten minutes when the Essex finally comes into sight on the horizon, much to your relief, as even though your pilot doesn't say anything, you recognized the blinking light on the dashboard signifying low fuel.

"Shit, look!" Red points out the door, and you lean out to see pieces of Phantom littered throughout the ocean. It looked like the plane just couldn't quite make the whole trip. You try to scan the water for any signs of life. The debris was close enough together that the crash couldn't have happened too long ago.

In the distance, you can see several Zodiacs speeding toward the crash site as well, no doubt dispatched from the Essex. They'd be here in a couple of minutes but by then it might be too late.

All the while the low fuel warning keeps blinking.

>The zodiacs won't get here in time. Stop and try to rescue that pilot.
>Keep going. You'll have to let the zodiacs handle it.
>Other

>>28445219
[x] The zodiacs won't get here in time. Tell the pilot to drop us off, then continue to the Essex.

>>28445219

[x] Other

"Drop us and a inflatable, then go and land. We're get picked up by the zodiacs."

>>28445219
>[x]Keep going. You'll have to let the zodiacs handle it.
>get on the horn to the Essex, help vector in the Zodiacs as you pass

we have 9 lives to save, we cant stop for the one, who already has help on the way.

>>28445219
>>Keep going. You'll have to let the zodiacs handle it.

We can NOT risk the 9 survivors already onboard for one possible survivor. It's cold, it's callous, but we cannot afford to pull dumb heroics now. We already have helpless people onboard depending on us to live.

>>28445219
>>Keep going. You'll have to let the zodiacs handle it.

>>28445219
>>Keep going. You'll have to let the zodiacs handle it.

>>28445219
>Other
Jump out of the Helo, search ourselves.
>>28445293
It's even worse cause we have Russians aboard.

>>28445219
>[x] Other
>"Drop us and a inflatable, then go and land. We're get picked up by the zodiacs."

>>28445219

>>28445279
>>28445261

These.

Deploy Pararescue.

>>28445219
>Other
Drop us and an inflatable; getting the pilot out of the water until the zodiacs arrive is important, and it lightens the hawk so it can make it to the Essex.

>>28445219
>The zodiacs won't get here in time. Take Red and rescue that pilot.

>>28445328
this

>>28445219
>Keep going. You'll have to let the zodiacs handle it.

>>28445261
Get down there. We can survive until the zodiacs get here.

>>28445358
Oh shit yeah, red already has a drysuit on and can stabilize, get her to come along as well.

Question: IS an emergency inflatable standard issue on a Seahawk?
Because if we don't have one, that will affect the votes.

>>28445219
This >>28445279 sounds good.

>>28445279
This

>>28445393
Would think that a rescue chopper would have at least one raft/boat onboard, but I don't know for certain.

>>28445393
Well it's a Jayhawk and this >>28445423

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>>28445219
"Morris, you got any life rafts in this bird?" You ask.

"Just life vests." Morris shakes his head. "You're not thinking of-"

"The drysuits should last us for at least a couple of minutes." You say. "Red here can help stabilize him till help arrives. Besides, we can't risk a helo full of wounded when we don't have to, right?"

"In that case sir, it's been an honor." Morris reaches his hand out.

"Mine too." You nod, taking his hand and shaking it.

"Don't forget me!" Red interjects, clasping her hands over both of yours.

"Okay, we can't afford to stop so we'll fly as low as we can and two jump out. It's going to be rough." Morris warns.

With that, the Jay Hawk once again lowers itself to a mere handful of meters above the water, going at a reasonably fast speed but slow enough so you could safely dive. Red is the first out, and see the brief shimmer of a shield as she hits the water, making you feel a bit jealous before pushing off yourself. The extra momentum from the moving helo means you definitely feel the water as you hit it, dazing you for a brief second before the cold snaps you back to your senses. You start sifting through the debris, trying to look for the pilot, hoping you weren't too late.

In the sky, the Jay Hawk's rotors grow fainter an fainter, being replaced by the buzz of the approaching zodiacs.

"Come on, where the hell are you." You mutter to yourself as you push away a piece of tail fin.

"Cap! Over here!" You see Red waving at you. You quickly swim over and see your subordinate clutching the downed pilot. His eyes were closed and he was starting to turn blue, sure signs that he was already hypothermic. The zodiacs weren't going to make it in time.

"I'm using my shield t-to keep the c-cold away." Red says between gasps of air. "I can extend it over you, too."

>Thanks, even with the drysuit I don't think I'd last down here.
>No, I can handle it. You need to conserve as much energy as possible.
>Other

>>28445627
>[x]No, I can handle it. You need to conserve as much energy as possible. "Keep him alive Red."

>>28445627
>Thanks, even with the drysuit I don't think I'd last down here.

>>28445627
>>No, I can handle it. You need to conserve as much energy as possible.

>>28445627
>>Thanks, even with the drysuit I don't think I'd last down here.
Make sure we don't add ourselves to the casualty list.

>>28445627
>>No, I can handle it. You need to conserve as much energy as possible.

Or hugz you know to keep warm...

>>28445627
>Other
Get the pilot warmed up first, then extend the shield.
We only need a few more minutes for the zodiacs to arrive, and her shield should last that long.

>>28445627
>>No, I can handle it. You need to conserve as much energy as possible.

That others may live.

>>28445627
>No, I can handle it. You need to conserve as much energy as possible.
She just needs to focus on herself and the Pilot.

>>28445627
>I'll tell you when I'm cold. Get the pilot warmed up!

>>28445627
>>No, I can handle it. You need to conserve as much energy as possible.
Get the pilot warmed up, they can't be that much further.

>>28445627
>No, I can handle it. You need to conserve as much energy as possible.

>>28445627
"Don't worry, I can handle it." You say. "You're priority is keeping that pilot warm."

"Jeez, trying to act cool all of a sudden?"

"Since when did I have to act?"

Both you and Red snicker at the lighthearted banter, which does wonders in distracting the both of you from your current situation. Even though your drysuit provided ample protection from the cold, it wasn't perfect, and by the the time the first zodiac arrives you're already fighting the urge to leap in first.

"You three getting comfortable?" The Marine standing at the head of the craft grins.

"Ha ha, very funny, now hurry up and pull us out." You sigh and point to the unconscious pilot. "Him first."

"Aye aye." The Marine casually salutes, grabs the pilot by the shoulders, and pulls him into the boat. "You two need a ride back?"

"Beats swimming to the boat." Red says.

"I already did my morning exercise for the day, thanks." You respond.

Eventually, all three of you are squared safely away in the zodiac, and the driver slowly turns the boat back towards the Essex. The other two zodiacs hang around, with the Marines picking through the wreckage to see if there was anything worth salvaging.

"So is it true what they're saying? The Kitty Hawk's sunk?" One of the Marines asks.

"Yeah." You nod solemnly. "But I heard we kicked Ivan's ass in return."

"Yeah." The Marine nods absentmindedly. "I heard Japan's entered the war, too. You hear anything about that?"

"Nope." You shake your head.

"Japan's in the war now?" Red blinks.

>Ask Red what her interest in Japan is.
>You're actually pretty damn tired. Just lie back and rest for a bit...
>Other

>>28445627
>>No, I can handle it. You need to conserve as much energy as possible.
Re-enacted that scene in Titanic.

>>28445937

>>Ask Red what her interest in Japan is.

>>28445937
>>Politely ask Red what her interest in Japan is.

>>28445937
>>Ask Red what her interest in Japan is.

>>28445937
>>Ask Red what her interest in Japan is.
Don't tell me you're one of those Weeboos I've been hearing about.

>>28445937
>>Ask Red what her interest in Japan is.
Keeps us awake and alert, and we do NOT need to be dozing off after being in water that cold.

>>28445937
>>Ask Red what her interest in Japan is.

>>28445937
>Ask Red what her interest in Japan is.
She needs to meet Merlin. They can talk about giant robots together!

>>28446020
Why do I have a feeling that could be potentially dangerous?

>>28446041
Dangerously adorable, or dangerously awesome?

>>28446151
Little from column A, little from column B. But definitely dangerous for anyone standing nearby.

>>28446151
About 7.9 animes on the scale. I say make it happen.

>Ask Red what her interest in Japan is.

Time to start steering things in that direction.

>>28446020
planning on having her in effect of the little sister bomb?

>>28445937
"Hey Red, what's your interest in Japan?" You ask casually. "You learn the language, and you always perk up when they're mentioned. What's the deal?"

"Ah, well..." You see Red's face turning the color of her namesake. "I'm actually part Japanese. You see, my grandfather was a Marine, and he got deployed to Japan during the Martian War. He loved the place so much he never left. My dad didn't quite agree with him and moved back to the States. Gramps would send me all sorts of cool stuff from Japan. Books, movies, toys, stuff like that. But.. well... it was all still in the original Japanese so I took classes and now I guess you could say I'm hooked on the stuff."

"Don't they have a word for people like you...?" One of the Marines starts to wonder.

"Say it and you'll be swimming back to the Essex." Red says without losing her nostalgic smile.

Now, Marines were undoubtedly extremely brave or foolish depending on your point of view, but even they knew that it wasn't a good idea off a witch. The Marine quickly shuts up and suddenly finds something very interesting in the water to stare at.

"So that's it? You just like their stuff?" You blink.

"And their culture in general!" Red grins. "A proud warrior culture shrouded in a mix of fantasy and fact! Who wouldn't love that sort of stuff?"

Well, it wasn't as if you were in any place to criticize her interests.

"So, what about you, Cap?" Red turns to you. "Is there any culture that draws your interest?"

>Nah, I'm born and bred American.
>I'm actually a bit of a fan of [insert].
>Change the subject.
>Other

>>28446472
>I'm actually a bit of a fan of [insert].
Norse Mythology.

>>28446472
>>Nah, I'm born and bred American.

Baseball, Hot-Dog's Apple pie and Chevrolet for me Red.

>>28446493
"I've always thought that Norse mythology's pretty neat. You could say it was engraved on my soul."

>>28446501
this

>>28446472
>>I'm actually a bit of a fan of Irish mythology.
WE Fionn mac Cumhaill NOW

>>28446493
Supporting with my vote.

Ah yes, the Northern idea of courage: Doing the right thing no matter how afraid you are.

>>28446472
>I'm actually a bit of a fan of Nordic culture
Finland's Winter War was fascinating.

>>28446472
>>Nah, I'm born and bred American.
I bleed red, white, and blue.

>>28446472
>Give her a cheshire grin.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out."

>>28446472
>I'm actually a bit of a fan of Norse mythology. Talk about noble warrior culture! Fightin' and drinkin' till the end of the world!

>>28446493
>>28446569
>>28446611
Yes.

And with that I go to bed.

>>28446472

A proper euroboo.

Does traditional european martial arts classes.

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>>28446472
>"Say it and you'll be swimming back to the Essex." Red says without losing her nostalgic smile.

May god have mercy on the first person to call her an otaku

>>28446629
HEMA and Langeschwert

>>28446493
this

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>>28446472
"Me? I guess I'm a bit of a fan of Norse mythology." You shrug. "Fighting and drinking until the end of the world? I could hop on board with that."

"Huh, I guess that's nice." Red nods. "I have to admit, Norse stuff is pretty cool too. You have like, a Viking battle axe or something?"

"I actually have a replica of Mjolnir back home. One of my friends forged it for me himself as a graduation gift."

"That. Is. So. COOL." Red's eyes sparkle. "I've always been asking Gramps to get me a katana. Not those lame, mass produced ones they handed out like candy in the Martian War, but a genuine one used by samurai!"

"I think you'd actually have to be part of the royal family to use a sword like that." You point out.

"Yeah..." Red sighs. "But Gramps has a way of finding stuff nobody else can find. He promised to send me one on my next birthday, but with the war going on..."

"I'm sure he's all right." You try to assure her.

"Of course! I'm sure of that. It's just that with the war going on it's harder to get mail or calls in or out of Japan. I haven't heard from him in forever..."

>I'll see if I can't call in a few favors.
>Yeah, that sounds tough.
>See if you can call in a favor, but keep it a surprise.
>Other

>>28446889
>>See if you can call in a favor, but keep it a surprise.

>>28446889
>See if you can call in a favor, but keep it a surprise.

>>28446889
PUT THE HAMMER DOWN.

>>See if you can call in a favor, but keep it a surprise.

>>28446889
>>See if you can call in a favor, but keep it a surprise.

>>28446889
>See if you can call in a favor, but keep it a surprise.
Cute kid. Guess the Colonel wanted us to babysit her because he trusts us to actually teach her stuff, and neither coddle her or take advantage of her?

>>28446889
>See if you can call in a favor, but keep it a surprise.

Good way to keep our Witch buddy's spirits up, she's going to see a lot of awful stuff before the war's over.

>>28447028
There's also the advantage that, if we end up failing, then she doesn't know we failed.

>>28446889
>Norse mythology

You know what the Vikings called magical young women that fly out of the sky to pull fallen warriors from the battlefield?

>>28447139
Hush, anon. She might be listening

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>>28446889
"Well, if the rumors of us kicking the Russians out of the Pacific are true, I'm sure traditional lines of communication will start opening up again." You reassure her.

"Yeah, probably." Red nods.

You make a mental to see if you can't pull some favors. PJs tended to rack up quite a lot of them in their line of work and you might as well put them toward a good cause. Hell, you might even be able to convince Colonel Kelsey to do something about, though you kind of doubt he'd be willing to abuse his authority like that.

Finally, the zodiac docks with the Essex and you board with the ship proper. As expected, the ship is in a flurry of activity as the Marines try and keep a steady stream of rescue birds going in and out. In the distance, you can make out the USNS Mercy, now no doubt full of wounded.

"Hey, Cap." Red tugs at your sleeve, causing you to turn to face her. "Do you... do you think we did enough?"

"Huh?" You ask.

"Well," She shifts nervously, "there had to be hundreds of people out there, and we only saved what, ten of them? Did we really enough?"

>Of course we did.
>We do what we can.
>No, it'll never be enough.
>Other

>>28447179
Valkyrie's.

>>28447194
>>No, it'll never be enough.
That's why I am going out again, to save more people.

>>28447194
>We do what we can. But...
>No, it'll never be enough.

>>28447194
>>No, it'll never be enough.

>>28447194
>>We do what we can.

Oh boy! All caught up! I get to vote!

>>28447194
>No, it'll never be enough.
And it's something she needs to accept right now. You can never save them all.

>>28447194
>>No, it'll never be enough.
But if we can save even a single life, it'd be worth it.

>>28447194
>>No, it'll never be enough.

But we do what we can. So that others may live.

>>28447194
>>We do what we can.
Ten lives is more than would have been saved if we weren't there.

>>28447224
>We do what we can. But...
>No, it'll never be enough.

Chin up, Red. There are people YOU helped save today.

>>28447194
>We do what we must, because we can.
"No. Not yet."
>Find another outbound SAR flight to get on.

>>28447361
For the good of all of us... except the ones who are dead.

>>28447194
You pause and give Red a serious stare to let her know that you're about to impart an important lesson on her.

"No, Red, it'll never be enough." You say the cold, hard truth. "What you'll learn and learn quickly is that there will be some cases where you can't save them all, but we'll save as many as we can, because that's what we do."

"I-I see..." Red frowns.

"Chin up, red." You say, patting her on the shoulder. "There's ten people alive today thanks to you. That may not sound like much, but there's a saying. 'To save one life is to save the world entire.' Remember that."

"O-okay." Red nods. "I think I get it now."

"Good." You grin. "We'll make a proper PJ out of you, yet. Now let's see if we can't get back out there."

On the Essex's flight deck, you see that like below, the entire deck is a flurry of activity. You believe this is one of the few times where the harsh Alaskan wind is actually drowned out by the sheer volume of helicopter rotors chopping through the air.

"Captain Pierce?"

You don't really hear the voice, though you feel the tap on your shoulder. You turn to see one of the ship's officers.

"Captain Pierce, we just got a call in from Command. The Japanese fleet has finally stopped pursuing the Russians and are sending relief ships our way. We can start stepping down SAR activity. Your flight is being recalled back to Elmendorf."

>Roger that.
>Screw that, there's still guys out there to save.
>Other

>>28447695
>>Roger that.
Under protest, but orders are orders.

>>28447695
>>Roger that.

It's not just us, its our entire flight.

Besides, we have limits too.

>>28447695
>>Screw that, there's still guys out there to save.

>>28447695
>>Roger that.
Orders are orders.

>>28447695
>>Roger that.

>>28447695
>>Screw that, there's still guys out there to save.

"With all due respect sir, our boys out there wont last till relief ships get here. They'll freeze. We want to go out there till the cavalry gets here."

>>28447695
>Roger that.
Not to reason why, etc.

>>28447695
>Screw that, there's still guys out there to save.
Especially considering the only ones who would save Russian lives is us, and given that the ETA for those relief ships is less than likey to be out here before dark, in which the chances of saving anyone drops to nil, yeah, we are still needed.

>>Respectful version of "Screw that, there's still guys out there to save."

"Inform Command that there's potentially a lot of critically injured still in the water, our flight can do a lot of good right here and now."

>>28447695
>Roger that.

>>28447864
with what fuel?

>>28447695
>Screw that, there's still guys out there to save.

>>28447900
Aren't the ships here able to refuel SAR birds? I mean:

>On the Essex's flight deck, you see that like below, the entire deck is a flurry of activity. You believe this is one of the few times where the harsh Alaskan wind is actually drowned out by the sheer volume of helicopter rotors chopping through the air.

We have to get fuel just to return to Elemdorf at this point. Why not get fuel and keep doing our job, get more fuel and keep doing our job, and then get more fuel and keep doing our job until we have to get even more fuel and go home?

>>28447900
That's... actually a pretty good point.
>>28447695
>QUICK, INSIGNIA INSPECTION, DO WE SALUTE HIM OR WHAT
>You realize that whoever's in the sea isn't going to last until the Japs get here, right?

>>28447900

What are we on.

Carriers refuel birds.

>>28447695
>>Screw that, there's still guys out there to save.

>>28447695
>>Roger that.

>>28447695
"Roger that." You say, Personally, you didn't agree with getting pulled out so early, but being part of the chain of command meant you had to trust that the people higher up knew what they were doing.

"One of your birds is being refueled right now." The officer points to a helo that you recognize is Iceberg 3. With that, the deckhands quickly usher you and Red to the waiting helo. Morris and Evans just grin and give you both the thumbs up. Once you're cleared, Iceberg 3 takes off and heads back to Elmendorf.

The helicopter feels strangely empty now that all of the wounded inside had been taken out. The trip back is a bit of blur and you don't quite remember what happened, so you suppose you dozed off for a bit. By the time you wake up, Iceberg 3 is already landing back at Elmendorf.

"You did a good job out there, Red." You say. "Just keep it up and you'll do fine."

"Thanks, Cap." Red grins brightly.

Having been recalled, you and your flight are taken off standby status, leaving you free to return to your quarters. Both you and Red quickly shuck off your drysuits and change back into your regular fatigues. Red takes up the empty room across from yours and you just give her a nod before entering your own room and flopping down on your bed.

You're not sure how much time has passed when you're woken up by a knock on your door. Yawning, you check your clock and see that it's only been a couple of hours. Wondering who could possibly be disturbing you now, you rub the drowsiness from your eyes and open the door. You see a young airman at the door with a sealed envelope.

"Captain Pierce?" He asks.

"That's me." You nod.

"New orders, sir." The airman hands you the envelope, snaps a quick salute, and makes his exit.

Without hesitation, you rip the envelope open and read the letter inside. Apparently Colonel Kelsey wanted you to meet him in his office first thing in the morning. Wonderful. You reluctantly set your alarm and stumble back to bed.

(cont)

>>28448038
Morning comes all too fast for you, heralded by the blaring of your alarm clock. Knowing that you couldn't afford to get sloppy when it came to waking up, you slowly and reluctantly pull yourself out of bed. You head to the bathroom area to get yourself cleaned up, giving a respectful nod to your fellow early birds.

Now cleaned up and refreshed, you check your watch and see that you've still got enough time to grab some chow from the mess hall. You briefly consider bringing Red along with you. Then again, she might still be asleep...

>Check if Red is awake and willing to come along with you.
>Nah, just leave Red alone for now.
>Other

>>28448051
>>Nah, just leave Red alone for now.

>>28448051
>Nah, just leave Red alone for now.
Let sleeping dogs lie.

>>28448051
>>Nah, just leave Red alone for now.

>>28448051
>>Nah, just leave Red alone for now.

>>28448051
>Check if Red is awake and willing to come along with you

Need to get her adapted to the work schedule

>>28448051
>>Check if Red is awake and willing to come along with you.
So. Military, right? I'm willing to bet she's already awake, and if she isn't, she probably needs to be.

>>28448051
>>Check if Red is awake and willing to come along with you.
SW quest that doesn't involve dragging witches with us everywhere!? Crazy!

>>28448051
>Check if Red is awake and willing to come along with you.

we'll make a proper PJ out of her yet.

>>28448051
>Nah, just leave Red alone for now.

>>28448051
>>Check if Red is awake and willing to come along with you.

>>28448114
I know, right? A day without dragging a witch somewhere she doesn't want to go is like a day without sunshine!

>>28448051
>Check if Red is awake and willing to come along with you.
WAKE UP WAKE UP THE MARTIANS ARE BACK WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE

>>28448051
>Other: Check if Red is awake, and is willing to come. If she's asleep, let her sleep. If she's awake, ask if she wants to grab chow.

We don't have to be assholes or waifu hunters over this. She's in our unit and our swim buddy.

>>28448274
And then we end up punched through a wall or something.

>>28448051
>>Nah, just leave Red alone for now.

He might be wanting to ask about her.

>>28448294
>We don't have to be assholes
>She's in our unit and our swim buddy.
Sending mixed signals there, mate.
>>28448315
Worth it.

>>28448051
You swing by Red's room on the way out and give it a loud knock. However, nobody answers. You don't even hear any muffled curses or rolling around in the bed. Now, it could be that Red was a VERY heavy sleeper, or there was the possibility that she had woken up even earlier than you.

You instinctively check the door latch and realize that it's unlocked.

>Just take a quick peek inside.
>Leave it and keep going.
>Other

>>28448383
>Just take a quick peek inside.
Do eeeet.

>>28448383
>Leave it and keep going.
There's food, and more importantly coffee, to be had.

>>28448383

>>Just take a quick peek inside.

lulz

>>28448383
>Just take a quick peek inside.
SHE MIGHT BE GETTING STRANGLED BY MARTIANS WE MUST SAVE HER GOGOGOGO

>>28448383
>Just take a quick peek inside.
>"I swear sir, it was just to check if she was there!"

Prison inc

>>28448383
>Other

Creak the door open a little and ask loudly if she's up.

>>28448383
>>Leave it and keep going.

>>28448383
>>Leave it and keep going.

Its a trap. That and it can only end badly one way or another.

>>28448383
>Leave it and keep going.

>>28448383
>Red is reading a Robotech novel and is lusting over Roy Fokker like a proper person should.

>Leave it and keep going.

>>28448383
>Just take a quick peek inside.

PRESS THE BIG RED BUTTON

>>28448383
>>Just take a quick peek inside.

>>28448383
>>Just take a quick peek inside.

>>28448383
>Leave it and keep going.
Food, coffee. And because this asshole said it >>28448440 NOT THE BIG RED BUTTON.

>>28448383
>>Just take a quick peek inside.

Door should not be left unlocked like this.

>>28448383
>>Just take a quick peek inside.
Buh?

>>28448383
>>Leave it and keep going.
What would Admiral Ackbar say in this situation?

>>28448383
>>Leave it and keep going.
I won't press your red button! Nope!
>Other
Try yelling her name before leaving though.

>>28448499
I'm not sure... WHAT would he say?

>>28448383
>Leave it and keep going.
Bad. Leave the door alone.

>>28448383

>>Just take a quick peek inside.

>>28448516
I think it has something to so with tarps.

>>28448383
>Just take a quick peek inside.

>>28448383
>>Leave it and keep going.

>>28448383
"Hey Red, are you in there?" You ask before opening the door a crack. Looking inside, you see... nothing except for the basic furniture a few clothes scattered about, which was understandable since she had just moved in.

Well, it seems like she wasn't in her room at the moment. Shrugging, you make sure to lock her door before closing it. One depressing fact was that there were people on base who had a hobby of checking who left their doors unlocked, and the results varied on the person, though most of it never ended well.

You swing by the mess hall and grab a plate of the usual military slop: processed sausages and powdered eggs. You force the tasteless slop down your throat with a healthy helping of coffee before continuing on your way. After a few more minutes of walking, you finally make your way to Colonel Kelsey's office. The secretary up front gives you a nod, signifying you were clear to enter.

"Captain Pierce." Colonel Kelsey is already seated at his desk.

"Sir." You salute.

"Sit down, son. We've got a lot to discuss." Colonel Kelsey motions to the the chair opposite him. You promptly follow his orders.

"I suppose by now, you've heard the rumors that you're the subject of an imminent transfer."

"I've heard a thing or two." You confirm vaguely.

"I'm just going to put this as straight and blunt as possible." Colonel Kelsey sighs. "You're being transferred into a new joint rescue unit. You'll be in charge of a mix of conventional and witch assets."

>I...uh...what?!
>Cool
>Other

>>28448639
>I'll need a rape whistle.

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>>28448639

>>Cool What.

>>28448639
"Just me? Because I am mentoring someone at the moment and it'll kill me to leave this student half-trained"

>>28448639
>Okay

>>28448639
>I...uh...what?!

>>28448639

>>28448663
Best answer. Regardless...
>>28448669
I second this.

>>28448639
[x] >>28448669

>>28448639

>>28448669
this with an added "Why me?"

>>28448639
>>I...uh...what?!

>>28448639
>>I...uh...what?!
And when we reassemble our brains, "Is Lieutenant Kelsey coming with us?"

Is Pierce has some connection with Bishops?

Bitchtit words that Pierce remind him to Fronk makes me intrigued.

>>28448639
>"Can I ask how I qualify for it, sir? A joint unit sounds like a helluva thing, and it also sound like something that's up against serious opposition. Does a Colonel Bi- McCleod sound familiar to you?"

>>28448639
>I...uh...what?!

>>28448773
Meta overload. Eject, eject!

>>28448789
We met her before and she was pretty much in character.

>>28448844
Yeah, but we don't know THAT much. It would be a very very long stretch.

>>28448844

I always feel guilty about her and her wingmate. Never really developed them.

Maybe they ougghta show up later?

Kidding. (maybe)

>I...uh...what?!

>>28448882
Bring em back Ghost!

>>28448639
"I...uh...what?" You blink, incapable of forming a coherent sentence. You heard the words, but they weren't making sense.

"You heard me, son. You're going to be running a joint unit from now on." Kelsey nods.

"What about Red?" You ask. "Isn't this going to affect our current arrangement?"

"Red was always intended to part of this joint unit. Nothing in that area will change." Kelsey sighs. "But I don't envy you, son. The Air Force hasn't had a working joint unit since the Martian War. There's no set system of rules or traditions to fall back on, so you'll just have to make it up as you go along. Are you up for it?"

>Of course, sir.
>Can I ask why this is happening now all of a sudden?
>Other

>>28448882
... wait, Ghost's here?

>>28448882
Makes more sense for her to show up in Tanks.
But that would require Tanks to actually run...
>>28448896
>Can I ask why this is happening now all of a sudden?
I BET THIS IS ONE OF LOKI'S SCHEMES.

>>28448896
>Of course, sir.
>Can I ask why this is happening now all of a sudden?

I need to know two things.

>>28448896
>>Of course, sir.
We heard a rumor from whats-his-face about a transfer, didn't we?

>>28448910
He's everywhere.

>>28448896
>Of course, sir.

>>28448863
I don't think it's all that Meta to bring up the fact that some crazy Witch got on our case for just showing up, accused us of dragging off another witch for "whatever it is" we do. I don't think Pierce is all that ignorant about the divide between witches and regular service folks, either.

>>28448896
>Of course, sir.
>Can I ask why this is happening now all of a sudden?
>"Do we know anyone else who'll be joining us?"

What does a joint unit really entail for a unit of PJs anyway?

>>28448939
That's actually a good question. Aside from the insanity that naturally comes with witches, how is this going to be all that different from a normal unit?

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>>28448896
"Well, of course I'll try my best sir, but I have to ask, why now?" You raise an eyebrow. "Because, speaking frankly sir, I understand the concept of a joint wing, but a joint PJ unit? How does that work?"

"Well," Kelsey sighs as he pours a cup of brandy for himself. He raises a glass to offer you some but you politely refuse. "The OFFICIAL reason is to foster greater cooperation between witches and conventional servicemen. I believe you had a little run in with Colonel McCleod the other day?"

"I did sir."

"Well, she's a shining example of what happens when you let the rift between witches and servicemen grow too large." Kelsey takes a sip from his glass. "By the way, I'll remember you namedropping me in front of her. Gave me quite the earful."

"Sorry, sir."

"Ah, don't worry about it. I always wanted an excuse to bust her chops down a bit." Kelsey smirks. "Well, that's the party line. The practical reasoning is that the PJs don't have very many witches, and the brass believe that their talents are being wasted getting spread thin, so they want to consolidate our witches into a single, quick reaction unit meant to handle rescue ops conventional units might have trouble carrying out."

"So... it's basically an experiment."

"Something like that."

"But there's more to it than that, right?" You narrow you eyes.

"Yes there is." Kelsey sighs, refilling his glass. "The REAL reason this unit is being formed is because the Air Force is trying to play catchup with the Navy. You've been reading the papers lately?"

"Not exactly."

"Well, here."

Kelsey then tosses a small stack of newspapers on his desk, all from a variety of sources. All of them had something in common.

(cont)

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>>28449144
"Spellcaster Squadron, more specifically, the Eagle of Tanana. They've basically become the Navy's unofficial poster children, and people are saying they're pretty much winning Alaska singlehandedly."

"And the brass is feeling threatened, so they feel they need to step it up." The realization dawns on you.

"Exactly. The Navy has Spellcaster, the Army as ARSOF. What is the Air Force going to bring to the table?"

"You make it sound like the fate of the USAF is in my hands." You frown.

"In some ways it might be." Kelsey sighs.

"You know, I can probably use that drink right now."

"I thought you'd say that." Kelsey laughs.

>Okay, so that still leaves one question... why ME?
>Are you sure you want Red to be caught up in all this?
>Other

>>28449147
>Okay, so that still leaves one question... why ME?

>>28449147

>>Okay, so that still leaves one question... why ME?

>tfw they find out about the Bishop family.

>>28449147
>So why us?
>Spellcaster, ARSOF, those guys are heroes. They're out there fighting the big battles and winning the war.
>But us? We're just PJs. I don't see why we're the poster boy now.

>>28449147
>>Okay, so that still leaves one question... why ME?
Isn't one of Frank's brothers a PJ?

>>28449147
>>Okay, so that still leaves one question... why ME?

>>28449147
>Why ME? Why PJs? Why not a joint wing like back in the Martian War?

>>28449185
HMMM. I WONDER WHO OUR NEW CO WILL BE?

>>28449259
... oh, this will be FUN.

>>28449259
>>28449271

Franks bro was just a jumper, one of the guys with a rifle, not a Captain.

>>28449291
Still, there's a possibility he's in the new unit.

>>28449402
Sure, but just not as the boss.

>>28449147
Just to be clear, Rex Bishop is a totally different guy and is just an airman. He's a grunt. A very elite grunt, but still a grunt.

"Okay," you say as you take a sip of your drink. "so that still leaves one question... why ME?"

"Well, the Air Force hasn't kept its head COMPLETELY buried under the sand. They've found certain 'factors' that greatly influence a particular soldier's compatibility within a joint unit. Particularly, the soldier in question needs to be from a family with a long history of military service, and have at least one sibling that is a witch. You fit the bill."

"Okay, and how does this work from a PR standpoint?"

"Shit son, do you have any idea how badly the public would gobble up a story of elite soldiers diving into enemy territory to rescue a downed pilot or lost and wounded soldier? Plus due to our smaller scale, it's easier to organize a joint unit while the brass tries to convince the conservatives like McCleod the merits of full joint wings."

"So not only are we experimental, we're a stopgap solution, too." You sigh.

"However you put it, you're going to be on the forefront of every major rescue op, so try to look good for the cameras." Kelsey grins. "Also, with Japan's entry into the war and the destruction of Russia's Pacific Fleet, we're planning on shipping your new unit to Europe. NATO needs all the resources it can get right now. You're free to object, of course."

>No sir, Europe sounds fine to me.
>I'd rather stay in the Pacific, sir.
>Other

>>28449445
>>No sir, Europe sounds fine to me.

>>28449445
>No sir, Europe sounds fine to me.

>>28449445
>No sir, Europe sounds fine to me.

Also
>"the soldier in question needs to be from a family with a long history of military service, and have at least one sibling that is a witch. You fit the bill."
So does Rex Bishop

>>28449445

>>No sir, Europe sounds fine to me.

>>28449460
But he's not an officer, so he can't LEAD the unit.

>>28449480
I was saying he could be part of the unit, though.
Right merc?

>>28449445
>>No sir, Europe sounds fine to me.
Pacific war's settling down a bit, but Europe is still going nuts.

>>28449480

Pierce will have to compete with him for the witches, though.

Heh.

>>28449445
"No sir, Europe sounds fine to me." You say.

"Good." Kelsey nods. "Because this is a quick reaction force, your flight is going to be kept small. You'll have one Pave Hawk plus crew and two additional striker witches, plus Lieutenant Kelsey at your disposal."

"Do we know anything about these two witches yet?" You ask.

"Well of course." Kelsey nods. "In fact, they're stationed in Elmendorf right now. I can actually point you out them, if you want."

>Let me see some personnel files, first. I want to have an idea of what I'm getting into.
>Okay, I'll go check them out, then.
>Other

>>28449526
>Let me see some personnel files, first. I want to have an idea of what I'm getting into.

>>28449526
>>Let me see some personnel files, first. I want to have an idea of what I'm getting into.

>>28449526
>>Let me see some personnel files, first. I want to have an idea of what I'm getting into.
Forewarned is forearmed.

>>28449526
>>Let me see some personnel files, first. I want to have an idea of what I'm getting into.

>>28449526
>Let me see some personnel files, first."
>showmethereceipts.tif

>>28449526
>>Okay, I'll go check them out, then.
>>28449536
>Forewarned is forearmed.
Where's you sense of adventure?

>>28449556
Lost somewhere in the Bering Strait, I think.

>>28449526

>>28449556
I like you. I say this one.

>>28449556
Got sunk by experience.

>>28449526
>Let me see some personnel files, first. I want to have an idea of what I'm getting into.

information!

>>28449556
Torpedoed by consequences.

>>28449556
Crashed and burned the first time, it wasn't pretty.

>>28449562
>>28449578
>>28449586
>>28449600
So long as we're all on the same page here.

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>>28449445
"I'd like to see some personnel files first. To get an idea of what I'm going to get in to."

"Understandable." Kelsey nods and he hands you two file folders. "This is everything available for you clearance level. It should be comprehensive enough. If you have no other questions, you are dismissed."

"Thank you, sir." You say. "I'll do my best to make this work."

"I'm sure you will. Oh right, don't forget this!"

Kelsey then tosses you a shiny object. You instinctively catch it out of the air and examine it. The object was a small, silver watch. Attached to it was a label that said in big bold letters "RAPE WHISTLE."

"...are you serious, sir?"

"If the stories are true, then you might need it." Kelsey chuckles. "Might as well keep it for good luck."

Shaking your head, you finally exit Kelsey's office. You make your way to one of the private officer lounges, where you you can read the personnel files in relative privacy.

(cont)

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>>28449790
The file was for a Lieutenant Janice Foster, 24 years old, with her primary strikers being F-15s. Her power was healing.

Her personal history seemed pretty standard. Born in Los Angeles, California, she decided to join the Coast Guard initially. However, she tested so well that she was recommended for PJ training, which she accepted. After completing training, she was transferred to Elmendorf where she assisted the Coast Guard in SAR operations.

Her personal evaluations seemed fairly standard as well. Very mild mannered and didn't seem to exhibit any significant behavioral problems. The only point of concern the psychiatrists noted was that she could be a bit too "motherly", which set up the danger of her becoming too overly attached to anybody she served with.

All in all, she seemed like a solid SAR operative. However, you weren't sure how she'd handle combat with the type of personality she had.

(cont)

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>>28449790
He will discover the terrible truth.

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>>28449798
The second file was for a 2nd Lieutenant Tarin Richards, 22 years old with her primary strikers also being listed as F-15s. Her power was described as a form of optic camouflage.

Unfortunately, you frown as her personal history was rather sparse. It wasn't that there was nothing to tell, but the infamous black highlighter had been liberally applied. From what you COULD read, she was born in Oregon, though her parents died in a car crash when she was young and she was sent to live with her grandfather and she dropped off the grid. Five years later she was found by Royal Canadian Mounted Police near the Canadian border, apparently living alone in the forest. She was sent to a witch academy when her powers manifested. However, details of what happened in those intervening five years were sealed by court order.

Her time as a PJ was similarly sparse. After completing training, she was sent to Southeast Asia as an "advisor". Most of THAT was sealed by USSOCOM.

Personal evaluations showed that she was quiet, aloof, but extremely obedient. Not exactly the shining definition of team player.

(cont)

>>28449800
You just couldn't resist, could you?

>>28449800
>damaged goods
oh boy here we fucking go

>>28449800
You sigh as you close the files. It wasn't as bad as you thought. You really hope that these witches weren't going to be as "quirky" as the stories you've heard of what goes on other joint units.

You stand up and stretch. You suppose that now's the time to get to know your new team...

>And that's it for tonight! Tune in next week for more PJ witches!

>Also, I forgot to plug my twitter: https://twitter.com/MercCommand

Wait a second. Cpts. in the PJs have at least Top Secret clearance.

>>28449810
Like I said before, it's a bit of a tradition of mine to slip Tarin into my written works. I just have a soft spot in my heart for one of my first characters.

>>28449800
>Tarin
Not sure if scared or joyous

>>28449820
There's such a thing as SCI.

>>28449826
It's okay Merc, we love our little stab-happy Darcsen lady too

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>>28449800
Hell yeah.

>>28449820
Three words.

Need. To. Know.

>>28449810
>>28449826
>>28449827
>>28449839
>>28449840
Explain. Now.

>>28449826
No problem, man. I like the character. Although in the future I might suggest a name change.

>>28449847
Read Valkyrian Mercenaries Quest.

>>28449847
You've got a wonderful journey ahead of you, anon

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Valkyrian%20Mercs%20Quest

>>28449849
Yeah, no. Don't change the name.

>>28449851
>>28449852
No, fuck you. I'm not reading an entire fucking quest that has never interested my in the slightest just to get the background on one fucking character.
Summarise.
I'm already assuming the worst.

>>28449859
No, the quest was fantastic. I'd suggest it.

>>28449859
Really dude? Well, here's the description taken from the pastebin:
NAME: Tarin
GENDER: Female (Darcsen)
CLASS: Level 3 Scout (0/30)
PERSONALITY: Aloof and professional. Takes her job very seriously.
BRIEF BACKGROUND: Started out as a Darcsen partisan before seeking refuge in Gallia. Joined the Gallian Militia as a guerrilla fighter when the Imperials invaded.

Also, in the future, best to ask for favors whilst not simultaneously telling people to fuck off

>>28449859
From what I recall, stone cold knife infiltrator.

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>>28449859
The worst is yet to come.

>>28449866
Nope. From what I've heard, Merc has a habit of killing off main characters.
>>28449869
>>28449873
And what, exactly, is a stone-cold knife infiltrator doing in a fucking pararescue squad?

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>>28449886
>Merc has a habit of killing off main characters
He does?
>And what, exactly, is a stone-cold knife infiltrator doing in a fucking pararescue squad?
Dude I don't know, other than Merc saying he liked the character. Ask him

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>>28449886
>Nope. From what I've heard, Merc has a habit of killing off main characters.

What. Are you sure you're not confusing me with someone else?

>>28449899
I only know what I've heard, and I've heard people bitch about characters they like a lot dying in your quests.