>>34626805
[2/2]


“… and these are the principles of how a Striker works.” Professor Von Braun smiles a little at his class of fifteen, including you. All of them were girls your age or around that, waiting for their rotation to the front or their initial training to become military witches for their respective nation. “Any questions?”

They all raise their hands.

“That do not involve my plans for tonight,” he says quickly. They drop their hands, a little glum. He laughs a little. “Hehe… well, it looks like we are out of time for today.” The school bell rings out. You all begin packing up. “Remember, read through your chapters! Review, review, review! You can never have enough review! Trust me, I know.”

The girls all wave goodbye, smiling shyly at him as he holds the door open for them.

It has been three months since your action in Karlsland. You rotated out of the 509th Joint Fighter Wing two months ago to go back to classes. You are the Rookie, a Class Representative for the Academy.

>>=[| JANUARY, 1945 |]=<<
>>=[| Joint Nations Military Academy at Cranwell |]=<<

Professor Von Braun smiles at you. “Hello, Miss.” You smile back at him. “I must say, you have been a saving grace in this class! Only one who does the work at least.”

> “It’s the least I could do.”
> “Hmph, it’s easy enough.”
> “Maybe you should stop being so smooth with the girls.”
> Write in

>>34626825
> “Hmph, it’s easy enough.”
These girls can keep the Professor, when we have the Commander waiting for us in the front.

>>34626825
>> “Hmph, it’s easy enough.”
Puff out that lackluster chest in pride

>>34626825
>> “Hmph, it’s easy enough.”

>>34626825
>“Hmph, it’s easy enough.”
Pining for ones comrades encourages something of an attitude.

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>>34626909
Rook doesn't need any ugly frontal armor, not when she has Burnie approved rear plating.

>>34626968
Still super good

>>34626825
>> “Hmph, it’s easy enough.”

>>34626825
>> “It’s the least I could do.”

>>34626825
> “Hmph, it’s easy enough.”
I already miss Daphne. And Graf

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>>34627118
But our academy BFF might have rotated back with the academy with us, right? RIGHT?

>>34627118
Same.

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> “Hmph, it’s easy enough.”

You cross your arms, turning your nose up. “Hmph. It’s easy work, Professor Von Braun. Every Witch should know what they’re flying into battle. Their Strikers are no different.”

“Sehr gut!” Professor Von Braun pats you on the head. Oh come on! “Anyway, I hear you are applying for a transfer back to the front, with your old unit the 509th in fact.” You nod. “Well, good luck with that. Tell you what…” He wags his finger, pensive. “I hear Commander Maxine Bucholz is quite the woman.”

You frown at him. “You’re not thinking-“

“Oh, wouldn’t dream of it!” he shakes his head. “Honestly.”

…

You’re not convinced. “I can see you are not convinced,” he says. “Do not worry, I will not press the issue. Though I will admit, she is quite an attractive woman.” He leans down, smirking. “Almost as attractive as you.”

You sigh, rolling your eyes. “Professor.”

“That is a joke!” he says quickly. “It is a joke! Now run along, you know where my office is if you have questions.”

You wave goodbye to Professor Von Braun. That was your last class for today. It is not even Four O’Clock. Hm, what to do?

> Go clean your Striker in the Hangar
> Go to your room, check on your mail
> Go to the Cafeteria, have yourself an early dinner
> Write in

>>34627182
She didn't get a promotion like Rookie did, atleast not one we were informed of.

>>34627283
>> Go clean your Striker in the Hangar

Can't slip up now that we're back.

>>34627283
>> Go to your room, check on your mail
Mail from Daphne?

>>34627283
>Go to your room, check on your mail

>>34627283
> Go to your room, check on your mail

>>34627182
Rose probably got ganked by a Neuroi Su by now.

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>>34627298

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>>34627344
Pic related.

>>34627358
I love those eyebrows.

>>34627383
Chaika has good eyebrows

>>34627283
>> Go to your room, check on your mail

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>>34626968
Wasn't expecting SWGQ today so went to coffee shop to get work done, now urge to draw anime butts is rising.

>>34627283
> Go to your room, check on your mail

>>34627625
Do draw butts in public

>>34627625
You have a fancy pipe there, Lewdalf the Beige.

> Go to your room, check on your mail

You hug yourself as you step into your room. Your dorm room which you share with Rosemary is clean, immaculate, and as well-organized as Commander Bucholz’s uniform. You managed to grab your mail on your way in, a package from Graf, a letter from the 509th, and another letter as well.

“Rosemary?” you call. “You in here?”

Rosemary pops her arm out from under her blanket. “Yeah… yeah,” she says sleepily. “Hi, Rook.”

You smile as you sit down at the desk, placing the letters down. “Do anything fun today?”

Rosemary refuses to come out from under the blanket. Mostly because it’s cold, mostly because she doesn’t have any classes today so she really just wants to sleep, the works. “Eh. Miles sent me a letter earlier. Other than that, nothing too big.”

“The same Miles from North Africa?” you ask. You get a grunt from her, an affirmative sounding one. “Oh, splendid!” You point to the kettle. “Mind if I put the tea on?” She grunts again. “Okay then!” You stand up and start putting the kettle on. You boil some water, get the tea packets.

Then you look over your mail.

> Open Graf’s package
> Open letter from 509th
> Open letter from unknown
> Talk to Rosemary (Topic?)
> Write in

>>34627805
>> Open Graf’s package
Presents please

>>34627805
> Open letter from 509th
> Talk to ROsemary (How was North Afrika?)

>>34627805
>“Mind if I put the tea on?” She grunts again.

She'd be happier if we made her coffee.

>> Open Graf’s package

>>34627805
> Open Graf's package
I know it's highly unlikely, but I want to imagine that the unknown letter it from the Neuroi Girl.

>>34627805
>> Open letter from unknown
What's in inside the mystery box?

>>34627820
>>34627884
>>34627900
... Eh, I don't mind. Maybe it's a goodbye gift as she's going off to be XO of some other unit far away from the 509th. My hopes will probably be dashed in favor of a ill-timed prank or love confession or something inconsistent as usual

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>>34627805

> Open letter from unknown

The box! THE BOX!

>>34627901
A black paper with red writing that's mostly understandable from best girl.

>>34627805
>> Open letter from unknown
DO IT DO IT

>>34627805
>Open Graf’s package

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> Open Graf’s package

You look over at the picture on the desk. Graf standing in front of a Bf-110 with her fellow squadron members. She was transferred out of the 509th at around the same time you had to rotate back to the Academy. In that time, she now serves as a Squadron Leader for a Bf-110 squadron operating in Baltland in support of General Blaskowitz.

You open up the package, to reveal a nice red box. Chocolates! You take the letter that was packaged with it.


Dear- (Coffee stain it seems over your name)

Things here in Baltland are absolutely splendid! So far, the Neuroi have been relatively quiet, with attacks occurring only once a week at a specific time. These Neuroi are particularly on schedule it seems. It certainly is colder now, but hopefully the weather clears up later on.

I’d like to hear how you are. I know being back at the Academy must be busywork, especially away from the 509th. I still write to Vera regularly, the cute little Orussian has no peer! Hopefully, the 509th is still doing well, and if Vera is right, they are still doing relatively well back in southern Gallia.

Enclosed in this package is a box of chocolates from Baltland, they have quite a unique way of making them. Do share them with your friends if you’d like, I do not mind! They are delicious!

Anyway, write me back soon.

Yours truly, Hermine Graf


You smile. Chocolate! It’s been a while. You quickly unwrap the box and open it up.

…

You look back at the letter.


P.S. I might have gotten hungry writing this. A few chocolates might be missing.


You look back at the box. Over a third of the chocolates are gone. You sigh, you suppose beggars can’t be choosers.

> Open letter from 509th
> Open letter from unknown
> Talk to Rosemary (Topic?)
> Write in

>>34628177
> Open letter from 509th
Daphne our hair hasn't been the same without you

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>>34628177

> Open letter from unknown

Mystery box, you can't remain a mystery forever!

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>>34628177
> Open letter from 509th
> Talk to Rosemary while sharing chocolates (What was Afrika like?)

Graf is gone. Cool. And we should save Best Girl for last.

>>34628177
>Open letter from 509th
I need a dose of Daphne.

>>34628177
>> Open letter from unknown
>> Talk to Rosemary (Offer Chocolate)

>>34628177
>> Open letter from unknown
DO IT DO IT

>>34628177
> Open letter from 509th
Time for D'aww

>>34628177
> Open letter from 509th

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> Open letter from 509th

You slide your chair over and offer some chocolate to Rosemary. She pops her head out of the blanket. “Ooh, chocos.” She reaches in and starts picking at a few of the good little bits. You tear open the envelope and pull out a few photos and a letter.

Dear- (Huge ink stain, Daphne still writes with ink and quill)

You’ll be happy to know that we are doing incredibly well, darling! The Neuroi so far appeared to have settled down, we’ve mostly settled into escort of Major Stewart’s bomb group. He and the crew of the Witchcraft send their warmest regards, along with a photo as well! They even got a cute new Navigator to replace DeSoto, a young man by the name of Joseph C. McConnell. I got to know him a bit, apparently he wanted to be a pilot, but was sent to Navigator school instead, poor little guy. But I believe he’ll have his time soon.

As for us, we are doing splendidly well! Rachel was recently promoted back to Lieutenant, and Carla herself also received a promotion to Lieutenant as well, so that’s nice! Karen has been getting better with her bombing strikes as well. Vera is… Vera. Still doing the same night missions as usual, though she admits she feels lonely without you. I sympathize. As for Daisy, she’s been busy trying to get Johannes’ attention, along with everyone else, including myself.

Please do not blame me, Johannes is just gigantic! Enclosed is a photo of me, Daisy, Vera, and Karen hanging off his biceps. He’s strong! Super strong! He tells us if we drink our milk and eat our spinach we can grow as big as him!

Anyway, I hope you are doing well. Please write to me as soon as possible, I do genuinely miss you, darling. Your hair must be going to the shutters without my hands on it.

Sincerely yours,
Daphne Fairbanks

[1/2]

>>34628841
[2/2]

You smile at the picture. Johannes really is that big. Rosemary blushes a little as she checks it over your shoulder. “Who is that?”

“Brother of my Commander,” you say. “Serves in the Fallschirmjaeger infantry.”

“Ah, a fellow Karlslander,” she says. She smiles a little. “He’s handsome.”

Suddenly, the kettle whistles.

> Wet the tea
> Open the last letter
> Talk to Rosemary (Topic?)
> Write in

>>34628870
> Wet the tea
> Open the last letter
> Talk to Rosemary (Afrika? Anyone?)

>>34628870
> Wet the tea
> Open the last letter

>>34628870
>> Wet the tea
>> Open the last letter

>>34628870
>> Wet the tea
>> Open the last letter
No reason why we can't do both.

>>34628870
>> Wet the tea
Daphne don't be seduced by a young navigator

>>34628961
Honestly it sounds like she's just using him as eyecandy, like everyone is for Johannes.

>>34628870
> Wet the tea
> Open the last letter

I see that Sctheel will NEVER let us know rookie's real name. You're a real tease you know Schteel

>>34628870
> Wet the tea
> Open the last letter
Time for Best Neuroi Girl's letter.

>>34629049
It'll happen in a suitably dramatic moment. Like if we ever get a routelock or severely fuck up and die horribly.

>>34629049
Her name is unimportant, really. Her identity is the Rookie, and that's all that needs to be known.

And then Rosemary gets a Rookie of her own when she rotates back out.

>>34629159
You make it sound like Rookie is replaceable.

>>34629159
>we're just a single rookie part of infinitesimal number of rookies that exist as a projection of Rosemary's consciousness

>>34629213
The Rookie is a vital part of any unit. It is an honor and privilege to join the ranks of the Rookies.

> Wet the tea
> Open the last letter

You pour yourself and Rosemary a cup of Darjeeling. “When are we going to get a coffee machine in here?” asks Rosemary.

“When you buy it,” you say. You hand the cup over to Rosemary. She sighs, sipping it. Her face scrunches up, then she shakes her head wildly a bit. She doesn’t like tea, you’re aware of that. You’ll MAKE HER LIKE TEA DAMN IT.

But anyway, you take a sip of your own tea. Exquisite as usual! You place it on the desk, then tear open the envelope on your last letter.

It’s simply a black piece of stationary paper. With nothing else on it. Huh. “The heck is that?” asks Rosemary.

You blink. “I-… I don’t know. It appears to be some kind of paper.”

“I can see it’s paper, Rook,” says Rosemary. You sigh. Ask a stupid question, you get a stupid answer. “Why is it just paper?”

“I don’t know.” You turn the paper over. Hm. Strange.

The dinner bell rings. Rosemary’s face beams. “Oh boy, dinner! I hear they’re serving something good today! You coming with me, Rook?” She quickly jumps out of bed and hurries to dress herself.

> “Sure.”
> “Give me a minute.”
> Write in

>>34629280
And now you see the true ending of MMQ: Rosemary's mind snapped when she failed to save her Rookie and caused a surge of magic through reality, creating the Strike Witches world so she can find her Rookie again and save her.

>>34629300
>> “Give me a minute.”
Code?
Apply heat to it maybe?
Black light?
Smell it?

>>34629300
>> “Give me a minute.”

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>>34629300
> "Sure."
> Put the letter in our pocket for study later.

Dinnner!

>>34629300
>“Give me a minute.”
Wait, why is even Rosemary calling us Rook?

>>34629300
Awww, our favorite Neuroi girl wrote to us!

>>34629300
> “Give me a minute.”
Time to apply heat!

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>>34629319
Then Rosemary did nothing wrong.

>>34629300
> “Give me a minute.”
Fiddle with that 'paper'. Apply directly to the forehead?

>>34629300

> “Give me a minute.”

This letter is fascimanatering. Tell us your secrets, letter.

>>34629366
Good question.

>>34629300
>> “Give me a minute.”
Try to heat it?

>>34629300
>> “Give me a minute.”
Decode the secrets of the black letter.

>>34629300
>Give me a minute
My best girl senses are tingling

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>>34629544
Because memes. They've spread even to Academy.

>>34629366
Plot twist: Her name is actually Rook, and everyone just adds -ie to the to make fun of her.

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>>34629661
Maybe it's something like Francine Corbeau.

>>34629661
I'd believe it. Rookie IS for bullying, remember.

> “Give me a minute.”

You wave her away. “Yes, yes, Rosemary. Give me a minute though, I want to know the secrets of this paper.”

Rosemary frowns a little. “Oh. Okay.” She scratches the back of her head. “Well, don’t take too long, alright? I hear they’re serving some good cheese. Bleu de gex and all that.”

You cringe. Oh no…

“Anyway, I’ll try and save you some,” she says. She grabs a trenchcoat and a scarf, then nods to. The door is shut behind her.

Right! Time to employ your master code-breaking skills! You quickly light up a candle then hold the letter over it. If you are right, this will reveal a secret message! Who knows, perhaps it’s from the OSS, or from the SOE, or from the GRU! The possibilities are endless!

…

Hm. Nothing. You can’t see through the paper, that’s for sure.

Okay, another thing. You close your eyes and activate your magical abilities. You feel your tail sprout up against the back of the chair, and your ears perk up. You give the letter a focused sight.

… STILL NOTHING. How does something like this defeat such a brilliant code-breaker like you!?

Ugh. You need dinner. You toss the paper onto the desk and it falls with a tap.

… Wait. You look back. You pick up one of your envelopes and let it fall. It falls with a rustle of the paper.

You pick up the black paper and let it fall again. It falls with a tap.

Huh. They sound different.

> “It’s probably nothing.”
> “It’s probably something!”
> Write in

>>34629783
> “It’s probably something!”

>“Anyway, I’ll try and save you some,” she says.
Rosemary confirmed for Best Girl That Isn't Bucholz or Best Girl.

>>34629783
>"It's probably something!"

>>34629783
>> “It’s probably something!”
Investigations!

>>34629783
> “It’s probably something!”
Did Best Girl somehow turn herself into a peice of paper to smuggle herself directly to Rookie so they could be together?

>>34629783
>> “It’s probably something!”
APPLY MAGIC.

>>34629783
>“It’s probably something!”
I'm so sorry Rookie, looks like no cheese again today.

>>34629783
>> “It’s probably something!”
Investigate the material of the black letter.

>>34629840
Already did that.

Hey german, you fucking faggot
Fuck you

>>34629783
> “It’s probably something!”

>>34629783
>> “It’s probably something!”

Reveal your secrets!

>>34629907
We only use some sight magic right?

What about focusing magic directly to letter?

> “It’s probably something!”

This must mean something! You must sound like a crazy conspiracy theorist but this means something! You grab the black paper and tap it against the desk. Sure enough, it does sound like the paper is way more solid than a normal piece of paper. And not like construction paper or cardboard solid, but solid solid!

Hm. You don’t normally keep your Neuroi Sense on since you’re in home country and radar handles that. Maybe…

Your ears twitch. Hmph. You close your eyes. The paper is glowing red in the darkness.

…

This thing is a Neuroi. It’s a Neuroi spy of some kind! But how!? You try to tear up the paper. Eat this you little-

Suddenly, one red circle appears. You yelp, dropping it and falling right of your chair. Ow, ow, landed on your rear.

The paper floats up in the air, then immediately flashes white, blinding you. You can hear the sound of grinding metal and whirring. What the heck is going on!?

Then your eyes adjust.

Standing in the room is the thing that helped you all those months ago.

The Neuroi Girl. Its strikers are whisper quiet, even as it hovers and stares at you.

…

> “What the hell are you doing here!?”
> Grab your gun
> “Um. Hi?”
> Write in

>>34630184
>“Um. Hi?”
Time for adventures of Best Girl and her pet neuroi!

>>34630184
>> “Um. Hi?”

>>34630184
> "Um. Hi?"
> "What the hell are you doing here!?"
Make way peasants, best girl coming through

>>34630184
>> “Um. Hi?”
Make sure the door is locked

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>>34630184
> “Um. Hi?”
Too bad we'll never see Burnie and Rookie sharing kis- CIGS like this.

>>34630184
>> “Um. Hi?”

>>34630226
You mean Best Girl and her pet Rookie

>>34630308
I mean exactly what I said. NG ain't even in the top five.

>>34630184
> “Um. Hi?”

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> “Um. Hi?”

You blink.

Well. This is something. You have a Neuroi in your room. Not just any Neuroi, the only rumored to exist Neuroi Girl, X-11s, Nemesis, “Neuroi Noreen.” All kinds of nicknames that people give these things.

And it was in your room, having managed to smuggle itself past defenses and other countermeasures.

…

This is not going to look good on your record. “Um. Hi?” you say nervously. It tilts his head. “W-… what are you?” This has come so far out of the left field that you really have no great feelings about it! You have a Neuroi in your room!

It raises his hand.

… “Okay,” you say. “You’re raising your hand.

It turns his hand up and down. Is it waving? Can this thing even talk?

Click. You look at the door. “Hey, Rook.” It’s Rosemary. “I forgot my bag-“

> Block the door
> Hide the girl
> Do nothing
> Write in

>>34630559
>> Block the door
I'll get it for you don't come it

Can anyone else sense Neuroi?

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>>34630559
>> Hide the girl
Shenanigans!

>>34630559
>> Hide the girl

Cue shenanigans.

>>34630559
> Hide the girl
Misadventures!

>>34630559
>> Hide the girl

>>34630559
> Hide the girl
Hijinks!

> Hide the girl

You quickly grab Nemesis and open up the closet. You shove her inside and shut it in just a few seconds. Rosemary walks in.

“Whoa.” She looks around, papers tossed everywhere and the chair overturned. Yeah, this place is a mess. “What happened?”

You shake your head. “Nothing.” Nothing at all! Go away, Rosemary!

Rosemary blinks, skeptical. “Um. Okay.” She tilts her head, looking past you. “Did you stuff something in that closet?” Oh no. You look back to see a small gap, where one of your spare trousers hangs out.

“Nope,” you shake your head again, grinning. “Nope.”

Rosemary squints. “You’re hiding something, aren’t you.” You start sweating. “What is it?” She crosses her arms, frowning. “Rook, I’m hurt.” Aw no, here comes the guilt trip. “You can tell me, I won’t freak out or anything. We’re friends.”

You sigh. You have to tell her something.

> “It’s pornography.”
> “It’s a Neuroi.”
> “It’s nothing.”
> Write in

>>34630828
> “It’s a Neuroi."
Ridiculous enough to work.

>>34630828
> “It’s pornography.”
I wrote it

>>34630828
> “It’s pornography.”
Neuroi-girl is pornographically cute.

>>34630828
> "It's pornography."
Or at least it will be once Rosemary leaves.

>>34630828
>> “It’s pornography.”

>>34630828
> “It’s a Neuroi.”
"Alright, you've got me. In this closet I have stuffed a Neuroi girl that has been stalking me for several months. It has saved me from another Neuroi ace and is in fact the one that told me about the attack on the 509th. It unfolded itself out of a small letter I received in the mail."

>>34630985
Perfect.

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>>34630871
Neuroi Girl is not for lewds!

>>34630985
Haha, this.

>>34630828
>“It’s a Neuroi.”
You fools, she'll want to see the porn!

Tell her the story. This is a terrible idea.

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>>34630828
>> “It’s a Neuroi.”

>>34630858
Good job.

>>34631189
Fug I meant >>34630868

>>34631189
I wonder if Daphne has dreamed about Rook's hair?

I wonder if she's maturbated to it

>>34630828
>It's Neuroi prono

> It’s pornography

“It is pornography. I’m hiding pornography, Rosemary.”

…

“Oh.” Rosemary blinks, blushing a bit. “Well. Okay, won’t pry then. Um…” She scratches the back of her head. Whew, looks like you’ve stunned her. Now leave Rosemary! LEEEAAAVE- “Can I have a magazine?”

“Oh, no, no!” You wave your arms, ushering Rosemary out the door. “It’s… uh… it’s all hardcore snuff… stuff! Really uh… it involves cows!”

Rosemary plants herself in her tracks, making herself completely immovable, as is her inherent magic. “Okay, now I know you’re lying to me. What is in that closet?” You try to push her out, crying out in exertion. “Give up, not even a locomotive can move me.”

You sigh. “Okay, fine.” Rosemary steps around you then walks up to the closet. It’s over. Everything is over. She opens the closet.

To reveal nothing. What? “Huh.” Rosemary looks around the closet. “Where’s the porn?” Where did she go? Where did she go!? WHERE IS SHE!?

> Get Rosemary out
> Find Neuroi Girl
> Keep Rosemary distracted
> Write in

>>34631220
She's dryhumped Rook while fondling her hair, it wouldn't surprise me.

>>34631353
> Keep Rosemary distracted
Neuroi Girl accomplished her objective: stealing Rook's best knickers.

>>34631353
> Keep Rosemary distracted
Rookie continues not snitching on the Neuroi like a good spy

>>34631353
>Write in
>WHO STOLE MY PORN!?

>>34631353
> Write in
"What? Disappointed that you didn't get your hands on filthy hardcore pornography involving barn animals?"

>>34631353
>Keep Rosemary distracted
Ojou laugh. Who hides porn in the closet? What is this, amateur hour?

>>34631382
this

>>34631353
>> Find Neuroi Girl

Cue Benny Hill theme.

>>34631353
>> Keep Rosemary distracted

>>34631357
When was that again?

>>34631382
Oh god yes. Supporting.

>>34631443
I want to say it was before the zeppelin flight? I don't rightly recall.

>>34631424
>>34631462
The rest of this session will now be devoted to finding neruoi girl while convincing the rest of the school the we're just looking for the bitch who stole our alien porno.

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>>34631559
And then the rumors of Rookie's porn stash begin to resemble this...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxYVBNhJ3pc

> Keep Rosemary distracted

You look over her shoulder. “Huh.” You pout. “It appears someone has stolen my porn!”

Rosemary stares straight ahead, a look of exasperation on her face. “Who would want to steal your porn.”

“Graf, maybe.” You shrug. “Uh… keep looking. It oughta be around here somewhere...” You look back to see Neuroi Girl fiddling with the box of chocolates. It upends the box, spilling the contents all over the floor. “STOP!”

Neuroi Girl freezes. Rosemary looks up at you. “What?”

“STOP…” You look down at her, then back at Neuroi Girl. She immediately and silently slinks under the bed. Rosemary looks back. “Um. Stop.”

Rosemary stands up straight, then places her hand on your shoulder. “Rook. Is there something wrong?” You frown. “You can tell me, I’m your friend.”

“No!” You shake your head. “Nothing’s wrong! It’s uh…” Rosemary sighs, walking over to the coathanger by the door. She grabs your coat, just as Neuroi girl pokes her head out between the covers. “I’m just… GET OUT OF HERE!” Rosemary looks back at you. Neuroi Girl has already slipped beneath the cover.

Rosemary crosses her arms. “There’s something fishy…” Her eyes widen. “Oh my god, are you hiding a boy or something?”

“… no.” You shake your head. “No. No.”

Rosemary walks over to the bed. “He’s under here, isn’t he.” OH NO NO NO NO

> Tackle her
> “Wait!”
> “Oh, look outside!”
> Write in

>>34631890
>Tackle her
Rookie Powah!

>>34631890
>> Tackle her
pls Rosemary
pls

>>34631890
>“Oh, look outside!”
There he goes! Catch him!

>>34631890
>> “Oh, look outside!”

>>34631890
> Tackle her

>>34631890
>> “Oh, look outside!”
>> "It's an SU!"

>>34631890
>“Oh, look outside!”
STOP THAT XENOPORN THIEF

> “Oh, look outside!”

You point out the window. “Oh, look out there! Something’s running!” Rosemary blinks, then walks over to the window. You quickly bend over and lift up the cover from the bed, looking Neuroi Girl in the eye, or where the eyes should be. “GET OUT OF HERE,” you hiss. It immediately vanishes from your sight. Okay, that’s one less problem.

Rosemary says, “Huh. Who are they?” Hm? You walk over and look out.

Outside the dorm are two men, in smart black suits and black fedoras. They look up at you, then return to standing around outside. Huh. “I… I don’t know.”

There’s a knock at your door. Rosemary walks over to the door and opens it up. At the door is a man of pale complexion, in the same kind of suit the others wear, and with a fedora shading the top half of his face. He looks down at you both, with his cool blue eyes. “Good evening. I work with the Liberion Government.”

You walk up next to Rosemary. “Um. Hi. Do you need something?”

He says, “Are you the girl with the 509th?” You shrug at that, explaining that you were just recently rotated out of the unit. “I see. We were investigating some strange reports regarding your service, Miss.”

Uh oh. Um.

Rosemary looks at you, unamused. “What the hell did you do?”

> “Nothing.”
> “Um, would you like tea, Mister?”
> “Well, you can read all about my reports in the after action reports, sir!”
> Write in

>>34632574
>> “Um, would you like tea, Mister?”

>>34632574
>> “Nothing.”
Nothing that hasn't already been pardoned

Straight face Rooks

>>34632574
>> Write in
"You wouldnt believe me if i told you"
>> “Um, would you like tea, Mister?”

>>34632574
>> “Um, would you like tea, Mister?”

>>34632574
> “Um, would you like tea, Mister?”

>>34632574
>> “Nothing.”
>> “Um, would you like tea, Mister?”

>>34632574
> “Um, would you like tea, Mister?”
> Use the dreaded Ginger tea, then knock him out while he's reeling.

>>34632574
> “Nothing.”
> “Um, would you like tea, Mister?”
Did Commander spill the secret about the Neuroi Girl?

>>34632574
Fly ways with neruoi girl as fast as we can.

>>34632779
Might be inconsistencies found between stuff like where we were last before we were saved by NG and where we showed up to tell the General about the attack

>>34632779
More likely the pilots talked.

>>34632853
Ah yeah, forgot about those guys.

> “Um, would you like tea, Mister?”

You nudge Rosemary to the side. “Would you like tea, sir? I uh… have the kettle on if you would like that.” Your stomach growls. “Ohoho~… And we have biscuits I think!”

The man nods. “Alright, that would be fine.” He steps inside, his shoes clacking on the wood floor as he takes a seat on the bed. “So, tell me. Be as truthful as possible, I don’t mean to be no enemy to you.”

You pour him a cup of tea as Rosemary leans back on the wall, skeptical. “Well…” you shrug. “That’s nice, Mister…?”

“Agent Roderick,” he says. “Agency I work for, you don’t need to worry about it.” He takes the cup you offer him, then takes a sip. “Hm. Darjeeling?” You nod, smiling. At least someone appreciates your tea! “Nice, my wife makes me something like this. Anyway, down to business. We have reports from a pair of pilots of the 8th Air Force.”

Oh, you never went back to check on those two.

“Well…” You sit down. “They’re just…” You look over at the window, to see Neuroi Girl pressing her hands and face up against the glass. Agent Roderick takes another sip of tea, inattentive, while Rosemary stares up at the ceiling, unobservant. “Um.”

> “… exaggerated!”
> “… very true!”
> “Could you excuse me for a second?”
> Write in

>>34632947
>> “… very true!”

Word needs to get out.

>>34632947
>What did the reports say?
stay cool Rookie

>>34632947
>> “Could you excuse me for a second?”

>>34632947
>What did the reports say?

>>34632947
>> Write in
>What did the reports say?

>>34632947
> “… very true!”
We fought the ace and got away

>>34633059
>>34633090
Voting for this as well.

>>34632995
Seconding. I think we really should let command know we're getting intel from a witch Neuroi from Hive O-1 at some point. Until then, we shall have shenanigans at Rookies expense.

>>34633223
We should also be careful to not get the Commander in trouble: we told her about it, and she didn't share that information, so we should cover for her by saying that we told no one.

>>34633248

No, we cover by saying first that we did not report the information first due to the urgent nature of the situation and we needed to gather the reinforcement column rapidly without bringing into doubt the nature of our intelligence.

>>34632947
>Write in
What did they report to warrant a visit from these guys?

> Write in

You smile. “So what did the reports say?”

Agent Roderick takes another sip of tea. “Sorry, you make good tea.” You swell up a bit with pride. He likes your tea! Yiss... “Anyway. I can’t say much, but basically, the reports said you were communicating with a Neuroi?”

Rosemary blinks. “What?”

Oh. Oh boy. You look at the window.

“Well…” You tap your fingers along the armrests of your chair. “Uh.”

“You’re not in any trouble,” says Agent Roderick. “We just want to know if that’s the honest truth. These days, the Neuroi are a very weird bunch. We got the report of the K-2 Ace turning on O-7, then we have reports of some Hives absorbing other hives. Though, we don’t get many reports of Nemesis.”

“What’s Nemesis?” asks Rosemary.

Agent Roderick shrugs. “A Neuroi-type in the shape of a witch. Simple as that. We’ve seen them as infiltrators, but occasionally we’ve gotten more… exaggerated reports.”

Rosemary looks at you. “You talked to a Neuroi?”

“As the reports say,” says the Agent. You open your mouth to say something. “Don’t bother. I already know you did.”

You blink. “Huh? How-“

“Body language,” says Agent Roderick. He stands up and places the cup at your desk. “Anyway. That’s fine and good, but…” He walks up to the window. Nonononono- Wait, Neuroi Girl is gone. He stares out, pensive. Rosemary sighs, sitting on the bed and looking at you. “You know, there are lots of things happening these days.” He turns around.

Neuroi Girl slowly floats up behind him at the window. Oh for the love of the Commander.

“Listen,” says Agent Roderick. “Do not panic. We believe that the Neuroi may be attempting to subvert us. It is imperative you work with me here. What did that thing tell you?”

> “Nothing.”
> “It told me about the plan before it happened.”
> Remain quiet
> Write in

>>34633439
>“It told me about the plan before it happened.”
It gave us the intel that saved Karlsland.

>>34633439
> “It told me about the plan before it happened.”
> Start pacing to keep his attention away from Best Girl.

>>34633439
>> “Nothing.”

No snitching

>>34633439
>> “It told me about the plan before it happened.”

>>34633439
>> “It told me about the plan before it happened.”

>>34633492

>no snitching

>when we even snitch on ourselves to the commander

This nigga

>>34633439
>> “It told me about the plan before it happened.”
Think we should put in a good word for best girl here.

>>34633439
Rookie is so good at keeping secrets

>>34633607
It's not exactly a secret anymore.

>>34633439
>It was here a few minutes ago.

> “It told me about the plan before it happened.”

You shrug. “It helped us. It saved me at one point. It gave me details of the plan, before it was set in motion. Using that, I was able to adequately alert the troops, and well… the rest is history.”

Agent Roderick nods. “I see. It helped.”

You nod. “That’s right.”

He scratches his chin, pacing the room a bit. Neuroi Girl slowly hovers downward, out of sight before he turns around. “Well then. That’s an interesting development. Can you tell us anything else?”

You shake your head. “I’m afraid I don’t have much else to tell.”

“Alright.” Agent Roderick says, “We’ll be on the lookout. Expect us at a later time, Miss.” He nods to Rosemary then to you. “Thank you for the tea.”

…

…

You and Rosemary watch the agents pack up in a car and then leave the campus. You sigh in relief. Rosemary says, “How come you never told me this?”

“I didn’t think I needed to,” you say.

“Hmph.” Rosemary crosses her arms. “That figures. Maybe you’re actually the Neuroi Girl in disguise of my favorite girl.” You both laugh a little at that. “Anyway, we should-“

The bell rings again. Damn it, dinner’s over.

Rosemary sighs. “Looks like you missed out on the cheese.”

“Ugh…” Your stomach growls. “Shoulda gone to dinner.” You sigh, sitting down on the bed.

“I’ll go get you something to eat. Stay here,” she says. She grabs her coat and dusts herself down. She snaps her finger. “Oh, right. I forgot to tell you, I rotate out next week.”

“Really?” you say. “Where are you going?”

“Helvetia,” she says. “My Commanding Officer is going to be a Captain Kelly.” You grin. “You know her?”

> “Do I?”
> “We helped each other.”
> “Watch out for Burnie.”
> Write in

>>34633841
> "They're great people. Burnie might go for your butt, though: she drooled all over mine."

>>34633841
>> “We helped each other.”
>> “Watch out for Burnie.”

>>34633841
>> “We helped each other.”
She's alright

>>34633841
>> “We helped each other.”
>> “Watch out for Burnie.”

>>34633882
I am all for this anon.

>>34633841
> “Watch out for Burnie.”

>>34633841
>> “Do I?”
>> “We helped each other.”
>> “Watch out for Burnie.”

>>34633841
>> “We helped each other.”
>> “Watch out for Burnie.”

>>34633841
>> “Watch out for Burnie.”
She is nice girl but....
just say she have some unhealthy hobby.

>>34633841
>> “Watch out for Burnie.”
>> "She's a hard-drinking, chain-smoking, pyromaniac."

>>34633841
>Look out for burny Burnie. She's a wild one!

> “We helped each other.”
> “Watch out for Burnie.”

You smile. “We helped each other, in the destruction of a Nest. We saved one of their Witches, they helped save Johannes, the guy in the picture.”

“Oh him…” Rosemary smiles, blushing a bit. “He’s still handsome.”

“Though, I must say.” Rosemary looks at you, attentive. “Watch out for Burnie.”

“Let me guess, judging by the name, she operates a Flamethrower of some kind.” You nod. Rosemary sighs. “Well, I know how flamethrower users are like. I can watch my back on that.” She smiles, patting you on the back. “Thanks, tell you what, I’ll grab you some cheese if I can.”

You smile, and then let her out of the room. You sigh, today’s been eventful so far. You look back to see Neuroi Girl, in her hands your lucky trousers.

> “Let go of that!”
> “Why are you here?”
> Ignore her, go write letters to your friends
> Write in

>>34634226
> “Let go of that!”
> “Why are you here?”

>>34634226
>> “Let go of that!”

>>34634226
>“Why are you here?”

>>34634226
>> “Let go of that!”
>> “Why are you here?”

>>34634226
>> “Let go of that!”
>> “Why are you here?”
....inb4 all of this ended with Neuroi Girl inserting core on Rookie's womb, subverting her into witch-neuroi alongside the rest of academy witches

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>>34634226
> “Why are you here?”
I KNEW IT

>>34634331
Womb insertion is my fetish

>>34634331
I've read that doujin. Actually, that whole series.

>>34634226
> "Put those the down."
> “Why are you here?”
Be simple and nice to the half witch/half death machine of evil, hate and lemons.

>>34634381
Wait, a whole...

Darn, I must be elsewhere. Looking. For reference.

>>34634381
By who?

>>34634396
>>34634422

Install Core on Witches, by Red Axis. There's like nine of them.

>>34634439
Thanks anon.

>>34634439
A saint anon

>>34634226
>“Why are you here?”

>>34634439
don't forget install embryo one
i feel guilty to fapping on that series BUT corruption is my fetish.

>>34634363
I'd read it.

>>34634490
Oh yeah, forgot about those.

>>34634361
QUESTION: Is the Neuroi witch ALL metal/synthetic, or cyborg?

Yes, I am purely asking because of the shot of her bending over, showing ass.

>>34634226
>Ignore her, go write letters to your friends
I wanna see what it does.

>>34634607
I'm almost certain she's completely synthetic, just anatomically correct.

>>34634676
It sniffs them while doing lewd acts in a show of affection, or it just Knicks them.

>>34634705
She puts them on

Girls wearing each other's freshly worn panties is my fetish

>>34634699
It came from a witch, there ought to be some flesh there somewhere, likely the ass. I think that's where witches store there magic seeing as they fly with panties on show.

>>34634791
Did they actually use witchy parts for them, though? And they probably just imitated their enemies' best and most prominent feature.

> “Let go of that!”
> “Why are you here?”

You grab the trousers from her. “Those are mine!” Neuroi Girl looks down at her now empty hands, then back at you. She tilts her head. You sigh. “Look, why are you here? You nearly got me into a lot of trouble you know, and if anybody finds out you visited me, we could both be in a lot of trouble.”

Neuroi Girl lifts up off the bed, then holds out her hands. Between, a little screen gets projected.

> CONTACT

You tilt your head. “Contact?”

It nods.

> WE SPEAK OF YOU

“You do?” Huh. That’s nice of them. “Well. Why?”

> SUITABLE CANDIDATE

“… That doesn’t tell me anything.” At the same time, you’re quite scared of what that might mean.

> PEACE

“Oh, oh!” You nod. “Okay… so you want peace?”

> AFFIRMATIVE

“Right.” You cross your arms, sighing. “Um, okay. Peace then?”

> I WILL RETURN

She stiffly waves goodbye, then turns to fly out the window. She slams into the wall, confused. You quickly run over and open up the window for her. She nods, quickly flying out the window. She waves back to you again, then flashes away.

You sigh. What have you gotten yourself into?

…

…

Rosemary returns with a bag of food. “Hey! I’m back.” She sets down next to you as you write a letter on the desk. You quickly leaf through it. A bit of bread, an apple, oooohhh a slice of Bleu de Gex. Excellent! She looks over your shoulder, a cup of coffee in her hand. “What are you writing?”

> A warm letter to Daphne
> Another request to return to the 509th
> Your math homework
> Write in

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NO....ONE'S....BEEN LIKE JOHANN!

was going to draw more butts until this idea hit

>>34634861
>> A warm letter to Daphne
We miss her dextrous fingers

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>>34634861
>> Another request to return to the 509th
Go back to where we belong.

>>34634861
>> Write in
A letter to the commander
Telling her of how 'the friend I spoke of appeared'

>>34634861
>> Your math homework

>>34634861
>>34634922

This but also write of how 'the friend wants to reconcile and ask for advice'

>>34634870
fucking incredible

>>34634973
I like this. Also include a picture of us flashing a peace sign to get the message across.

>>34634870
10/10
Absolutely fantastic

>>34634861
>Report to Agent whateverthefuckhisnamewas.

In short, neuroi lass appeared and said I was a suitable candidate for peace and stating that it would be in touch. What ever the fuck that entails.

WE NEED TO REPORT THIS SHIT!

>>34634922
>>34634973
>>34635041
dont forget the usual stuff. that we miss her and the 509th.

>>34635091
Ever told the US secret agency the enemy wants peace?

Do you even want to not disappear forever with your message buried under the war industry?

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>>34635129
>US secret agency
>enemy wants peace

>>34634861
>> A warm letter to Daphne

>>34635129
Remember that this is a war for SURVIVAL against ALIENS.

The US are gonna be more concerned about surviving for more than making a few pennys.

>>34635225
>>34635129
>>34635195
But anon(s), we already established that the OSS was filled to the brim with alien infiltrators.

>>34635225
You're also forgetting that Leigh-Mallory had a top secret Neuroi experimentation thing going on and shitcanned Yoshika because she found out.

> Write in

You shrug. “Oh, usual stuff.”

“Another letter to your precious Commander?” Rosemary smirks at that. You huff, blushing a little. She giggles as she returns to her bed.


Dear Commander Maxine Bucholz

I am writing to you from the Joint Academy in the hopes that you are working to secure my rotation back into the 509th Joint Fighter Wing. I know that the Academy usually has witches move to different units, but I believe that I am needed with you and the rest of the 509th. I am sure you can agree with that.

More to the point, the 509th is something I dearly miss. Daphne writes me often about the various misadventures you all have gotten up to lately. Just a few weeks ago, she sent me a letter telling me of the “Great Trouser Raid”. Apparently Burnie and Jeb were very enthusiastic after a few drinks too many and after what happened, you sent them to the stockade. I would do the same too if I were forced to run around without trousers for a day.

Anyway, before I end this letter, I want to note that something has happened. I was visited by a very “particular” friend. She says she wants to reconcile something. I am unsure of how to progress, and I hope you will be able to advise me on it soon enough.

Hopefully, we may see each other again, Commander.

Yours truly,
Pilot Officer-


You look over to see Rosemary rifling through your trouser drawers. “Hey, Rook. Listen, I have to meet with some bigwigs tomorrow before I can rotate out. Can I borrow your dress blacks?” She holds up your black side-tie trousers.

> “You can borrow them.”
> “Yeah, no.”
> Write in

>>34635439
>> “You can borrow them.”

oh yes

>>34635439
>“You can borrow them.”
Just be sure we get them back.

>>34635439
>> “Yeah, no.”
Not our best pair, we have some other good ones she can use

>>34635439
>> “You can borrow them.”
Better not break em.

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>>34635439
> “You can borrow them.”
> "But only if I can put them on you~" Cue sexaphone music.
We have to build up our porn library SOMEWHERE.

>>34635439
She better not leave with them

At least mail them back if she does

>>34635665
Actually, looks like they might end up on the same base, if Kelley's heroines are panty raiding with the rest of the 509th.

> “You can borrow them.”

You roll your eyes. “I don’t see why not. Go ahead.” Rosemary happily strips out of her old ones, then puts your dress blacks on. You hope the Commander will forgive you for letting someone else soil the seat of those trousers with their stink.

Wait. No. That’s crazy.

Rosemary heads to bed. “Coming to bed? We got an early start tomorrow.”

You nod, switching the light off. You fold the letter up and place it in an envelope to deliver later. You head up to the bed and settle in next to Rosemary. “Well, Rosemary, good luck tomorrow.”

“Yeah, yeah.” She yawns, settling into her pillow. “With these dress blacks I should look refined enough.”

“You better return those.”

“Hmph. You’ll have to take them from me.”

You sigh. “Ugh… too late in the evening. I’ll do it another time you little peasant.” Rosemary giggles, curling up next to you. “Good night, Rosemary.”

“Sweet dreams, Rook.”

>>34635956
That's it for today's thread. Shout out to the drawfag and everything jesus christ that one pic i can't breathe

SWGQ won't return next week on Wednesday, bur Thursday most likely. LGA won't be on Friday unfortunately because I am busy tomorrow with classes. I'll keep you all posted.

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See you next time.

>>34635956
Uh, Rook? She went to sleep wearing your dress blacks. I think she actually had a different motive altogether.

>>34635991
Fun thread as always Schteel, see you next time

>>34636005
Unf

>>34635991
Thanks for running, boss.

>>34635956
>Rosemary happily strips out of her old ones, then puts your dress blacks on. You hope the Commander will forgive you for letting someone else soil the seat of those trousers with their stink.
Perfect

Nice thread GS, see you next time

>>34636171
Oh, Rook'll be punished by the Commander for that, all right.

>>34636247
Bordkanone?
Bordkanone.

Or is Rookie already graduate from that?

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>>34635991
>jesus christ that one pic i can't breathe

Glad you liked it, I was hoping everyone would burst into song however.

>>34636462
I did, to myself at least

Rookie's butt is a miracle

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>>34636424
Rook comes back for supplementary lessons.

>>34636424
No one graduates from Bordkanone

>>34636506
But THIS is Rookie we talk about.....

>>34636462
So drawanon, do you think you fancy for rookie in install core fashion art?

>>34636564
I uh, may as soon as I research what that entails. The lewdist stuff I've done so far was /u/-boat illustrations.

>>34636499

yesssss

>>34636842
...Well, its quite hardcore and certainly non-consensual. If this not your cup of tea then its alright.

>>34635703
That is where Kelly came from!

I am sorry I am really slow.