>>36248273
>Smokey. Check the status of your plane.

>>36248273
>Mom. Just to check in on her.
let her know we'll be stopping by

>>36248273
>Mom. Just to check in on her.

>Plane: F-4 Super Phantom
>SPD: 2
>MVR: 1
>TGH: 12

This meant to be updated or are you going to do that when we actually do the handover Merc?

>>36248273
>>Mom. Just to check in on her.

>>36248273
>Mom. Just to check in on her.

>>36248317
When you actually fly the plane. You won't get a good idea of its capabilities otherwise.

>>36248273

>Mom. Just to check in on her.

>>36248273
>Smokey. Check the status of your plane.

>>36248381
Ah cool, was just curious and wanted to see if we could access its stats yet.

Also, does our paintjob get transferred over in time for us to fly it?

>>36248412
Your paintjob is automatically transferred to whatever plane you fly, assuming there's enough time to repaint it, of course.

>>36248273
You decide to give a quick call to Mom, just to check in on her. You dial her number in and wait patiently as the phone rings.

"Karla?"

"Hey, Mom. I was just back in Oured so I wanted to check up on you." You say. "How are things going at home?"

"Oh, well enough, though things are starting to get rather tense, what with the Belkan War Anniversary coming up."

Oh christ, you completely forget about that. BWA tended to be a very polarizing holiday in North Osea. Of course, it was a good excuse for nationalists on both the Belkan and Osean sides to come out in force, often with guns and alcohol in the mix. While things weren't as bad as they were a decade or two ago, North Osea still regularly entered a state of emergency in the days leading up to the BWA, just in case.

"Nobody's been bothering you, have they?" You ask with a bit of concern.

"Oh, nothing much. Just a few eggs and rolls of toilet paper. Nothing an afternoon of yardwork can't fix." Mom laughs, though you can tell it was partly forced. Damn Mom, more stubborn than a mule.

>Mom, if you're having trouble, I can come over right away.
>Ah, okay. If something goes wrong let me know right away, okay?
>Other

>>36248724
>>Mom, if you're having trouble, I can come over right away.
>Did you accept the compensation money?

>>36248724
>>Mom, if you're having trouble, I can come over right away.

>>36248724
>Mom, if you're having trouble, I can come over right away.
we may fight but she's still our mom dammit

>>36248724

>Mom, if you're having trouble, I can come over right away.

>>36248724
>Mom, if you're having trouble, I can come over right away.

>>36248724
>Ah, okay. If something goes wrong let me know right away, okay?
She's not going to move, the stubborn fool, and we have our uncle to meet.

>>36248724
>Mom, if you're having trouble, I can come over right away.


do we need to punch a mother fucker?

Back in the first thread she refused the compensation money offer for our nation when our uncle tried to extend the deadline as long as possible for her to take it.

Did our mother take the compensation money yet?

>>36248724
>>Mom, if you're having trouble, I can come over right away.

>>36248724
>Mom, if you're having trouble, I can come over right away.

We can always call the girls for help. Nothing's scarier than an angry and likely drunk A10 pilot.

>>36248850
I don't think she'll be taking it any time soon.

>>36249055
She said she'll take it after urging her though

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>>36248724
"Mom, if you're having trouble, I can come over right away." You say with concern.

"Oh, no need for that!" Mom says. "Officer Brolin patrols our neighborhood three times a day now, and you remember what he keeps in his trunk!"

Ah, yes, you remember that day where Brolin showed off the antitank rifle he kept stowed away in his patrol car in case of "emergencies". At the time, you just thought it was so cool, not even considering if what he was carrying was even legal for a peace officer to own. You suppose that if the Belkan nationalists every got their hands on a tank, it would come in handy. Then again, that gigantic rifle was plenty intimidating, which was probably the point.

"All right, all right." You sigh. "And you took Dad's pension, right? Please tell me you did."

"Yes, yes." Mom grunts, as if she was being force fed her least favorite food. "Your uncle made the arrangements already. You won't have to keep sending me your paychecks anymore."

"That's good Mom, you're moving one step forward."

"It's mostly because I'd never live it down if my friends found out I'm still living off my own daughter's income." Mom adds.

"Of course." You roll your eyes, not even half convinced.

"Also, I do want to ask you something." Mom continues. "You disappeared for quite a while, and grew concerned and called the airline,"

Uh oh.

"and they said you don't work for them anymore."

UH OH.

"So what exactly have you been up to, young lady?" Mom was now in full SCOLDING mode.

>Tell her the truth. You're working for a PMC now.
>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.
>Lie. You quit and are looking for a new airline.
>Delay. Say you'll explain everything later.
>Other

>>36249155
>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.

>>36249155
>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.

>>36249155
>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.

>>36249155
>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.

>>36249155
>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.

>>36249155
>>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.

>>36249155
>>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.

>>36249155

>I went on a illicit whirlwind affair with a very nice man and currently traveling around the world!

no but seriously

>>Tell her the truth. You're working for a PMC now.

>>36249155
>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.
They offered you a job and your last job was getting a bit dull, last thing you wanted was to find flying dull so when a private air company offered a job you figured it might be just what you needed to spice things up.

>>36249155
>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.

>>36249155
>Tell her the truth. You're working for a PMC now.
And fuck her trying to guilt trip us.

>>36249155
>Half truth. You're working for a private corporation now.

>>36249240
>>36249371
As much as I like to TELL HER THE TRUTH, I'm not sure if it's something to tell her on the phone instead of in-person.

>>36249403
We're a grown adult.
We can and will make our own decisions in life, and we should not have to deal with mom whining and scolding our life choices when she can't do anything on her own without constant prodding from us and our uncle.

>>36249155
Your heart stops as you try to figure out to worm your way out of this. After a few micro-seconds of deliberation, you quickly decide to give her at least a half truth. At least it wasn't a bold-faced lie.

"Ah, well, I thought the whole airline job was getting a bit dull, so I decided to see what the private sector could offer." You say as casually as you can manage. "Better pay for the same amount of hours."

"Ah, I see." Mom says, not sounding fully convinced. "And what is the name of this corporation you're working for?"

"Ah, um, sorry, Mom, I can't say." You blurt out. "You know how these corporate guys are. All those secret back room deals and stuff. Non disclosure agreements and all."

"Is that so..."

"Anyways, I gotta go, bye Mom! Love you!" You quickly hang up and take a deep breath. Damn, that was close. Guess you should've figured that you couldn't keep something like this secret from Mom forever.

Finally, you see a fresh influx of new arrivals exiting the gate. From the timing, it had to be from Uncle's flight. You quickly but carefully scan the crowd, and your eyes home in on one particular individual...

>Dressed sharply and professionally.
>Dressed like every bad tourist stereotype ever.
>Other

>>36249695
>>Dressed like every bad tourist stereotype ever.
Time for wacky uncle!

>>36249695
>Dressed like every bad tourist stereotype ever.

>>36249695
>>Dressed like every bad tourist stereotype ever.
Can't resist

>>36249695
>Dressed like every bad tourist stereotype ever.

>>36249695
>Dressed sharply and professionally.
Belkan Intelligence knows better.

>>36249695
>Dressed like every bad tourist stereotype ever.

>>36249695

>Dressed sharply and professionally.

>>36249727
That's the whole secret! The enemy would expect an Agent to dress like an idiot to hide in plain sight. They would never suspect a professional to be part of Intelligence!

>>36249695
>>Dressed like every bad tourist stereotype ever.

>>36249695
>Dressed like every bad tourist stereotype ever.

It's not an act. He really is planning on some serious tourism.

>>36249695
>Like a man in drag.

A woman born out of a man that can dress like that without anyone noticing is the ultimate spy

>>36249852
You mean he's like Chevalier d'Éon?

>>36249883
>Chevalier d'Éon
I was originally thinking of Mil-tan from High-School dxd but yeah that guy those make a lot of sense.

>>36249727
That's exactly why he's dressed like a tourist. By sticking out so much, nobody will ever suspect he's a spy!

>>36249695
>Dressed like every bad tourist stereotype ever.
we may need to ask our uncle to help keep the wool over our mom's eyes

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>>36249695
Of course, searching out for the worst dressed person in the pack bore fruit. He was wearing a massive tropical straw hat so wide you could probably see it from space, a brightly colored tropical shirt with color combinations that could make your stomach turn, simple cargo shorts that served to show off his hairy and wrinkly legs, flip flops, and sunglasses with extremely large, round lenses. You weren't sure if it was some neat ploy at subterfuge on his part, or if his fashion sense really was that bad, but Uncle always had the tendency to dress like a fool in public. Good thing he mostly worked at a desk job and did little, if any, field work.

"Uncle!" You give him a great big hug, long having grown past the embarrassment of being seen in public with him. "It's been too long!"

"Ah, yes it has!" Uncle hugs you back. "How is my little Karla doing? I've heard you put the fear of God into some poor Estovakians!"

"Something like that." You nod and peer behind him to see two suited men with dark glasses staring at you and Uncle. "Did you bring friends?"

"A 'courtesy call' from Osean Secret Service." Uncle shrugs. "Can't let a senior member from Belkan Intelligence wander about their country unescorted, no?"

"Not being very subtle about it." You point out.

"Of course. They want to know I'm being watched, unlike the three other undercover agents in the crowd." Uncle says nonchalantly. "Now come! It's been a long flight, and I'd like to have some actual food today instead of that airline slop!"

As you head for the exit, you're still rather aware of the two OSS agents following you. While they were keeping their distance, it was still a bit distracting.

>Can't we lose these guys?
>Is this what it's like for you all the time?
>Other

>>36250147
>>Is this what it's like for you all the time?

>>36250147
>>Is this what it's like for you all the time?

>>36250147
>Other
Can we wave them over? Can we get them to pick up the check from lunch, write it off as an operational expense?
They drew the short straws, might as well get some mileage out of it.

>>36250147
>Can't we lose these guys?
or would that be a bad thing?
>Is this what it's like for you all the time?

>>36250204
>or would that be a bad thing?
All you'd do is piss off OSS and they'd call for extra agents.
And that's if they don't decide to start making trouble for us and our mom because we're being an annoying little shit.

>>36250147
>Is this what it's like for you all the time?

>>36250147
>Is this what it's like for you all the time?

>>36250196

>Is this what it's like for you all the time?

and >>36250196

>>36250147
>Is this what it's like for you all the time?

"Of course it is, a very important person always has escorts. Perhaps we should invite them to dinner?"

>>36250147
>escortes

Damn Uncle is rollin' in secret agent bitches. They come back to the room with him and everthing?

>>36250147
"Is this what it's like for you all the time?" You ask, subtly nodding your head to your two "escorts".

"When I travel overseas, yes." Uncle nods. "Though, I've come to accept it as part of the job. We all have to sacrifice something when we devote our lives to our country."

"And some sacrifice more than others." You say bitterly.

"Now, now, Karla. Your father knew the risks when he joined."

"I know, I know..."

You lead your uncle to a small bar you know. It's not too far from the airport, and was a popular watering hole for pilots stopping over between fights. You've been in here often enough that all you have to do is motion to the bartender that you're taking a booth and he lets you pass without protest. The both of you take a seat at the booth, while your two admirers take a booth near the door, but with a clear line of sight to you and Uncle. The bartender is smart enough not to approach them and leave them to their business.

>Start off with some small talk Ask what's going on in the Fatherland.
>Cut straight to the point. What does he know about Dad.
>Other

>>36250552
>>Start off with some small talk Ask what's going on in the Fatherland.

>>36250552
>Start off with some small talk Ask what's going on in the Fatherland.

>>36250552
>Start off with some small talk Ask what's going on in the Fatherland.

>>36250552
>>Start off with some small talk Ask what's going on in the Fatherland.

>>36250552
>Start off with some small talk Ask what's going on in the Fatherland.
don't see why we have to be all business

>>36250552
>Start off with some small talk Ask what's going on in the Fatherland.

>>36250552
>Cut straight to the point. What does he know about Dad.

>>36250552
>Other
Know anything about an F15 with blue wings?

>>36250733
What Belkan doesn't?

>>36250733
I think everybody knows about a F15 with blue wings.

>>36250552
"Anyways, how are things in the Fatherland?" You ask as the bartender sets two bottles of cold beer down on the table. "It's been years since I've been back there."

"Since boarding school, right?" Uncle chuckles. "Still having fond memories of Mr. Fleisher?"

"Stop it!" You punch your uncle lightly in the shoulder as he laughs.

"Ah, well, things are more or less the same." Uncle shrugs as he takes a sip of beer. "The nationalists are still ranting and raving about taking back their rightful clay, and they've only been getting louder with the war anniversary coming up. The 'War of Osean Aggression', as they like to put it."

"The way you speak of it doesn't make it sound like it's business as usual." You frown.

"Well..." Uncle frowns. "The economy has been lagging lately, and the government is desperately trying to find ways to spur growth, and one of those methods is military expansion."

"Surely they wouldn't go for that. They must remembered what happened last time." You gape.

"Politicians do crazy things when they feel their position is threatened." Uncle shrugs.

"Aren't you a politician?" You raise an eyebrow.

"I'd like to think I'm still a soldier." Uncle grunts.

>What will you do if Belka rearms?
>Speaking of soldiers, what do you know of my father?
>Other

>>36250907
>>Speaking of soldiers, what do you know of my father?
Segway!

>>36250907
>What will you do if Belka rearms?

>>36250907
>Speaking of soldiers, what do you know of my father?

>>36250907
>What will you do if Belka rearms?

>>36250907
>>What will you do if Belka rearms?

>>36250907
>What will you do if Belka rearms?

>>36250907
>>Speaking of soldiers, what do you know of my father?
The other topic isn't okay with the dirty Osean pigs around

>>36250907

>What will you do if Belka rearms?

>>36250907
>What will you do if Belka rearms?
I'd rather talk about dad somewhere without the escorts.

>>36251151
Yes. Talk about Re-arming the nation those men want to destroy while they're around.

>>36250907
"What will you do if Belka rearms?" You ask, much more quietly this time, wary of the other interested party nearby.

"If it's a lawful order by the legally elected government, I will follow it." Uncle says grimly. "Such is the oath I took when I was sworn into this office."

"I understand." You nod sadly. If Belka really did go through this, you were facing the possibility that you would have be called in to fight your former homeland.

"The question is," Uncle eyes you carefully. "What would YOU do?"

>I would fight for Belka.
>I would fight for Osea.
>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.
>Other

>>36251198
>I would fight for Belka.

>>36251198
>>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.

>>36251198
>>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.

I'm a mercenary now, after all.

>>36251198
>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.

>>36251198
>Other
I don't really know. But I would not hesitate if Artemis were to fight for Belka

>>36251198
>I would fight for Belka.

>>36251198
>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.

>>36251198
>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.
it's what mercs do, they fight for whoever pays them.

>>36251198
>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.

And I would have nightmares for the rest of my life if it was Belka.

>>36251198
>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.
>capatcha: She atedopy
Karla is not Snow White capatcha. Also, ew.

>>36251198
>I would fight for Belka.
If the Fatherland calls for all true sons and daughters to fight, I would imagine to the call be hard to ignore.

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We are going to be like Pixy huh? Belkan but fighting against them as a mercenary and a major factor in it's downfall. Again.

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>>36251198
>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.

>>36251288
war sucks

>>36251198
>>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.

>>36251198
>I would fight for Belka.

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>>36251295
sleggar in ace combat when?

>>36251288
You know thats what we should have done during the Galm 1 event. Held our fire and just flew as his buddy just for a little bit before hallucination/vision/whatever that was ended.

>>36251198
>>I would fight for Belka.
longlivebelka.png

>>36251198
>>I would fight for Belka.

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same fagging.....

>>36251394
Is she okay?

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>>36251394
>people are voting for something I don't like, they must be samefags!

>>36251198
>>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.
>>Other
"We have seen what happens when Belka aggressively invading his neighbor. Seven craters. If Belka doing that foolishness again without provocation, I'll do for what i think is right."

>>36251198
>I would fight whoever Artemis tells me to.

>>36251421
it's like Belka is being run by the fucking Zabi's!

>>36251394
Osea warmonger leave clay

>>36251454
That's a scary thought

>>36251473
go dance with the angels!

>>36251454
Its one thing fight for Fatherland, its other thing fight for incompetent politician.
And its easier to put scapegoat to other countries for your country problem.

>>36251198
"I'd fight whoever Artemis told me to." You state simply. "You have your superiors, and I have mine."

"Well said, well said." Uncle nods. "You remind me so much of your father."

"On that note." You lean in. "What is it about my father that you couldn't tell me over the phone?"

"Ah, so it's come to this." Uncle sighs, deflating like a balloon. "To put things simply, there is a chance he might be alive."

You freeze for several long seconds, your shock being the only thing that prevents you from screaming or yelling in surprise. All you can manage is a quiet, but barely restrained "...what."

"You see..." Uncle's face sags with years of pent up guilt. "When your father was officially listed as killed in action... that was due to me altering his combat records."

"Why would you do that?!?" You hiss, anger welling up inside you now.

(cont)

>>36251525
Wrong Continent, Lara

>>36251535
"To protect you. To protect all of us!" Uncle hisses back. "Shortly before the end of the war, your father and his squadron, went out on a secret mission even I don't know the details about. Whatever happened, they just completely disappeared. They were officially listed as missing in action, assumed killed. Then a World With No Boundaries shows up, with pilots and soldiers thought to have gone missing during the war suddenly being present in their ranks. What would that look like for your father if anybody looked at his combat record? He'd be branded a terrorist! Do you think you or your mother could have lived through that? The stigma of being associated with the same men who tried to destroy the world?"

You're left absolutely speechless. Would Father really have thrown his lot in with those men? It's just now that you realize that you don't really know anything about him at all.

"You don't seriously believe he would-"

"He was an idealistic, peace loving man." Uncle states simply. "Who had unpopular views on the war. That would've been enough."

"But that's hardly evidence!"

"You don't need any in a witch hunt!" Your uncle retorts. "Do you really think AWWNB's existence didn't have its ramifications? A terrorist group made up of prominent military officials from nations all over the world? Institutions were being purged left and right for possible sympathizers! Now, I'm not saying your father was a member... but there's enough circumstantial evidence to suggest he was."

>There's no way he's a terrorist.
>Is it really possible he was one of them?
>So he might still be out there?
>Other

>>36251553
>So he might still be out there?

>>36251553
>So he might still be out there?

>>36251553
>>So he might still be out there?

>>36251553
>>There's no way he's a terrorist.
>>So he might still be out there?

>>36251553
>>So he might still be out there?

>>36251553
>So he might still be out there?

>>36251553
>>So he might still be out there?

>>36251553
>So he might still be out there?

>>36251553
>>So he might still be out there?

>>36251553

>So he might still be out there?

>>36251553
>So he might still be out there?
without more information it's pointless to make assumptions, lets just focus on the facts we have for now

>>36251553
"So he might still be out there somewhere?" You ask quietly. Screw all that business with A World With No Boundaries. They haven't been a relevant force in decades and you were aware that most of the surviving members had already been pardoned at this point.

"It's possible." Your uncle nods. "But highly unlikely. If he was still alive, he had to have surfaced at some point after all this time."

"But there's still a chance." You say again.

"Yes..." Uncle finally concedes. "But I must ask, where exactly did you see this plane with the tiger stripes? I've been poring over the designs of every major fighter squadron in the world and I've yet to see it again."

>Lie. You just saw an old picture of one somehwere.
>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."
>Other

>>36251859
>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."

>>36251859
>>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."
Galm 1 kicked my ass.

>>36251859
>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."
>>36249155
>Officer with an antitank rifle
Isn't South Belka a long way from Bana City?

>>36251859

>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."

>>36251859
>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."
let's see what the spook can make of it.

>>36251859
>>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."
Might as well mention The Demon Lord while we're at it.

>>36251859
>>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."

>>36251859
>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."

>>36251859
>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."

>>36251859
>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."

>>36251859
>>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."

>>36251859
>>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."

>>36251907
True mention this.

>>36251907
>We fought Galm

What did I miss

>>36251859
>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."

Give him our most haunted thousand mile stare. Then whisper in the haunted vice of someone who's seen the end.

"The demon lord... he tried to kill me."

>>36251859
>>Truth. Tell him about your "experience."
>>Other

Include the details about the plane he was flying - the flanker, since it might be important - and the other one who was flying there.

>>36252008
A dream fight above the Razgriz Straits with the Demon Lord

>>36252008
We had a hallucination of him kicking our ass.

>>36252008
I chalked it up to be just a spooky Halloween episode thing but, now its an actual plot point and I don't know what to think.

>>36252008
>
It was in the demon straights. We saw Cipher and fought him, getting shot up in the process. Then a plane with our father's squadron's markings swooped in and started fighting him while we limped away. Then it was all a dream and we had no damage. But was it really a dream?

>>36252008
During the flight back to base near the Razgriz Straits (During the first "Here comes the Snow!" Mission)

>>36252008
When RTB we somehow get separated and meet Demon Lord (or someone using his paint scheme) and get rescued by possibly our father.
And we are not sure if it real or just our imagination.

>>36252063
That still cracks me up.

How wrong is it i want a threeway duel between ourselves, Galm 1 and Larry?

>>36252191
Wait until we got at least F-15 or something comparable and I'll behind you.

>>36252191
Nope. Let's get an F-15 model ourselves before we do it.

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>>36251859
"Well, uh, little while back, while I was deployed in Estovakia, I had an... 'experience.'" You say.

"Drugs?" Uncle asks without missing a beat. "Does your mother know?"

"No!" You cough. "The drugs part, not the telling my mother part! Honestly, I'm not even sure if what happened was real."

"Well, don't hold me in suspense!"

"Okay, okay." You take a deep, deep breath. "During an air patrol in the Demon Straits, I got separated from my wingmate and got lost in a cloud bank. And then, all of a sudden, I get jumped by an F-15 with blue wingtips."

Your uncle's expression suddenly darkens. Every Belkan knew that color scheme, as if it was burned into their collective memory.

"You mean to tell me that you ran into the Demon Lord up there?" He asks, barely able to restrain his incredulity.

"Or at least a plane that looked like his, but he was good. Freakishly good." You say. "And the moment he has me in his sights, a Flanker with orange and black tiger stripes just pops out of nowhere and spoils his lock. They both got into a knifefight and I took the opportunity to bug out."

"Was there any evidence of this encounter?"

(cont)

>>36252191
I wouldn't mind just flying with them.

>>36252220
Yeeeaahh....Last time an F-16 was with the Galm Team....

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>>36252261
"That's the thing! The damage I was supposed to have taken, apparently was never on my plane. My gun camera shorted out, and radar logs don't show anything at all!"

"Now, I'm a man who normally only takes the truth of what I can see and touch in front of me..." Uncle blinks. "But this sounds to me like some sort of supernatural experience."

"Maybe. Probably. I don't know." You shiver. "But there's where I saw it, and that's when I thought to ask."

"There can be nothing normal with you involved, can there?" You uncle sighs and then chuckles. "Well, that's all I know. Perhaps he's out there somewhere. Perhaps he's not. I felt I had to tell you eventually, and now was a good time as any."

"I see. Thanks, Uncle." You smile.

Suddenly, your phone vibrates, causing you to jump a bit. You quickly check it to see that you got a text from Smokey.

PLANE IS RDY 2 GO

>Sorry Uncle, business calls.
>Hey, do you want to see where I work?
>Other

>>36252291
>>Sorry Uncle, business calls.

>>36252291
>Sorry Uncle, business calls.

>>36252291
>Hey, do you want to see where I work?
He needs a first-hand look at our lovely livery

>>36252291
>>Sorry Uncle, business calls.

>>36252291

>Hey, do you want to see where I work?

>>36252291
>>Sorry Uncle, business calls.
Avoid introducing him to our resident crazy CAS lady.

>>36252291
>Sorry Uncle, business calls.

>>36252269
But that was a Tactical Laser System. I don't think we'll be seeing planes have those anytime soon.

>>36252291
>Hey, do you want to see where I work?

>>36252291
>Sorry Uncle, business calls.

>>36252291
>Hey, do you want to see where I work?

>>36252370
You're tempting fate there anon

>>36252291
>>Hey, do you want to see where I work?

>>36252291
>>Hey, do you want to see where I work?

>>36252291
>>Sorry Uncle, business calls

>>36252291
>>Sorry Uncle, business calls.

>>36252291
>>Sorry Uncle, business calls.

>>36252291
>>Hey, do you want to see where I work?
May as well.

>>36252291
>>Hey, do you want to see where I work?

>>36252291
>>Hey, do you want to see where I work?

>>36252291
>>Hey, do you want to see where I work?

I just hope that it's okay with the men in suits as well as Artemis

>>36252291
>Sorry Uncle, business calls.

This is the vote that is samefagged?

>>36252291
>Hey, do you want to see where I work?

>>36252548
20ish votes 30 unique posters, could be legit.

>>36252569
But probably isn't. I'm not even mad, I'm just confused.

>>36252548

Probably looks that way because there isn't much to write in on those options.

>>36252548
I can see the point with samefagging waifu choice or yuri choice or something like that.
This? Why people even bother...

>>36252587
why confused?

>>36252643
See>>36252641
Hit the nail on the head.

>>36252643
It's really not that important.

>>36252641
family time & chances for better future intel vs getting OIA heat on us by leading a known belkan operative onto our base.

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>>36252291
"I just got a call from my mechanic that my new plane is ready." You say, pocketing your phone. "I should probably go and put it through its paces."

"Ah, that's nice." Uncle smiles. "Don't let me keep you, then."

"You know, you can come tag along if you want."

"It's a tempting offer, but I don't think it would be a wise idea for me to be visiting military bases, especially privately owned ones." Uncle smiles wryly as he nods to your escorts. "Certain parties might misinterpret that and get the wrong idea."

"Ah, shame."

"Oh, I'll make sure to keep an eye out. Don't worry about me." Uncle grins. "I plan on showing these fine, upstanding men an in depth tour of Oured's seedier side."

"Well, good luck with that." You chuckle. "Take care, Uncle."

"You too, Karla. Don't get yourself killed or your mother will throttle me."

"I'll keep that in mind." You grin.

You quickly drive back to base in a car that the company had loaned to you. You flash your ID badge at the gate and are quickly let in, and you make your way to he hangar where Smokey and his team are waiting.

(cont)

>>36252804

"Well, what took ya so long? This baby here is primed and ready to go!" He grunts. "We even transferred your paint scheme onto it!"

"I know, I can see it." You smile as you walk up to the waiting warplane and brush you hand against the fuselage. Still the light blue color with white angel wings. "What about the Phantom?"

"Right over there." Smokey points to the other end of the hangar, where some techs were busy scraping off the last of the paint. "We'll be putting it in storage to be assigned to another Nugget if one comes along."

"Ah, I see." You say, looking on with a bit of sadness. Part of you wanted to at least keep the Phantom.

"Anyways, I already talked to Samantha, and she agreed to give you clearance for a shakedown run." Smokey continues. "I just want to ask. You want to take things easy, or do you want to push the limits?"

>I'm just going to take it easy.
>Push it to the max, of course.
>Other

>>36252804
Snap a pic of the plane and send it to uncle.

>>36252827
>>Push it to the max, of course.

"Walk along the razor's edge."

>>36252827
>>Push it to the max, of course.

>>36252827
>>Push it to the max, of course.

>>36252827
>Push it to the max, of course.
Cause we're in it to win it

>>36252827
>Push it to the max, of course.
Get a good taste of its limits.

>>36252827
>I'm just going to take it easy.

"I'd rather get a feel for the plane before trying to snap it in half."

also >>36252836
is me so relinking it to the prompt

>>36252827
>>Push it to the max, of course.
Also>>36252836

>>36252827
>>I'm just going to take it easy.
Always start with warming up. Or foreplay.

>>36252827
>>I'm just going to take it easy.

>>36252827

>I'm just going to take it easy.

>>36252827
>Push it to the max, of course.
got to find out what our bird can do

>>36252827
>Push it to the max, of course.

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>>36252827
>I'm just going to take it easy.

>>36252827
>Push it to the max, of course.

>>36252879
This

So what are we gonna do for a 5th gen?

>>36253040
How about a YF-23, unless we somehow find a prototype plane?

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>>36253040
Su-47

>>36253082
Gets my vote.

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>>36253073
Mmm...
>>36253082
Berkut a shit

>>36253040
Nothing, our endgame plane is the A6M Zero. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVCC-ziIvWE

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>>36253040
X-32

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>>36253040

Or a Shinden II

>>36253106
Ugly ass diamond wings

>>36253040
I know I am being generic as fuck but I really like the Raptor.

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>>36253106

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>>36253160

>>36253145
>Ugly ass diamond wings
Shut your whore mouth, you're planefu a shit

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>>36253184
RIP in peace, love.
;_;

>>36252827
"I'm going to push it to the max, of course." You say. "What's the point of a test flight if you're not willing to test the limits?"

"Standard Pilot Response." Smokey sighs and shake his head. "I'll be sure to call emergency services to be put on standby."

"How considerate." You chuckle.

"Just get in the damn plane."

After getting suited up, you drop into the cockpit and go through the standard preflight checks. Hydraulics, weapons, avionics, engines, everything seemed to be in order. The tech on the runway motions that it's clear for you to come out of the hangar, so you gradually throttle up your engines and take position.

"Valkyrie, you are clear for takeoff." The control tower operator says. "Good luck out there."

With that, you hit the throttle, putting maximum power into the engines as you perform a short takeoff maneuver. Given just how light your new fighter is, this was shockingly easy to do. In mere seconds, your Falcon was already in the air. You head over to the open testing area and gain some altitude, ready to put this machine through its paces.

>Roll 1d10 (ACM roll. You need a 5 or lower to succeed.

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>>36253184
From the front that thing looks like someone pulled on the wingtips.

"We need to go wider."

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>36253221

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>36253221
Rolling

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>36253221

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>36253221
WTF

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>36253221

>>36253231
>>36253233
>>36253236
Oh god.

>>36253231
>>36253236
YOU HAVE NO ONE ELSE TO BLAME BUT YOURSELVES

>>36253231
>>36253233
>>36253236
Keep calm and PANIC!

>>36253231
>>36253236
HUEHUEHUEHUEHUE

>>36253231
>>36253233
>>36253236
RIP

>>36253233
I had faith in you commander!

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You know, if we wanted to be really pretentious and showy when become <<A TRUE ACE>>, why don't we make a design on the cockpit glass?

Something like a sleeping Valkyrie sleeping (a bit like pic related) in a flowerbed.

>>36253231
>>36253233
>>36253236
We stall and go right back into the runway.

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>36253221

>>36253369
At this rate we're going to die in a training accident.

Well, I guess that's that.

So what's your next quest going to be, Merc?

>>36253231
>>36253236

Planes and Mercs: Dicelog Strikes Back

>>36253409
Valk Merc 2, this time in the skies. Fuck you groundpounders.

>>36253221
You decide to start off with a series of high-G turns. However, after the third or so turn, something goes horribly wrong. Maybe there was some kind failure in the avionics, or you miscalculated the amount of speed you'd bleed off. Whatever happened, you suddenly lose control of the Falcon as it stalls and plummets to the ground. Stall and altitude loss warnings scream as you quickly try to regain control of the plane. You try desperately to keep your cool, recalling your pilot training. A panicked pilot was a dead pilot. Even as you're plummeting to your doom, you carefully go through the checklist of things to do when in a stall. Once you determine it most likely wasn't a mechanical failure, you throttle up to gain some airspeed and get some lift under your wings.

Thankfully, you stalled pretty early on in the flight, so you were close to your max operating altitude when it happened. You manage to recover the stall with a comfortable 10,000 feet of air beneath you, but you're still rattled from the experience.

"Valkyrie, this is Tower, do you read? We just registered a massive drop in altitude. What's your condition?" Your radio buzzes in concern. It takes you a few seconds to remember to answer.

"Ah, Tower, this is Valkryie. Just doing a stall maneuver. Sorry to worry you like that."

"Roger that. Be careful out there."

After making sure you F-16 had leveled out, you lean back in your seat and FINALLY let out a sigh of relief.

>The plane still seems fine. Keep flying it around for a bit.
>Better land and have it checked out, just in case.
>Other

>>36253409
GBFQ2. With the whole team tourney system in Try you know there is going a Demons of Razgriz team somewhere or itll be us

>>36253440
>>The plane still seems fine. Keep flying it around for a bit.
Let's just take it slowly.

>>36253440
>>Better land and have it checked out, just in case.

>>36253440
>>The plane still seems fine. Keep flying it around for a bit.

PILOTS. NO SENSE OF RIGHT OR WRONG

>>36253440
>>Better land and have it checked out, just in case.

Got what we needed.

>>36253440
>The plane still seems fine. Keep flying it around for a bit.
I can still move, I can still fly!

>>36253440
>Better land and have it checked out, just in case.

>>36253440
>>The plane still seems fine. Keep flying it around for a bit.
Take it easy and go through some simple maneuvers giving the plane a full diagnostic at least how much we can while in the air.

>>36253440
>Better land and have it checked out, just in case.

>>36253440
>Better land and have it checked out, just in case.

>>36253440
>>Better land and have it checked out, just in case.

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>>36253082
>>36253106
>>36253120
>>36253145
At this point in development, will we ever get a 5th/6th gen twinseater or has the idea run its course?

>>36253440
>Better land and have it checked out, just in case.

>>36253440
>The plane still seems fine. Keep flying it around for a bit.
I TOLD YALL THIS WILL BE A LAWNDART RUN BUT NOOOOOOOO

>>36253440
>>36253460
yeah, now that we've almost killed ourselves...

>>36253532
Short answer: No
Long answer: Probably not. The main point of a second seater was to deal with all the electronics because the pilot couldn't do it while flying. Modern avionics are good enough to do it all with minimal input from the pilot, so no second seater is neeeded.

>>36253532
I stand by my belief that we'll get to fly an Eagle+ some time soon. COFFIN may or may not be included.

>>36253440
It was just us fucking up guys.

>Once you determine it most likely wasn't a mechanical failure,

I mean there's a chance it could be but I think we are fine.

>>36253440
>The plane still seems fine. Keep flying it around for a bit.

>>36253440
>The plane still seems fine. Keep flying it around for a bit.
WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?

>>36253440
>>Better land and have it checked out, just in case.

>>36253440
Well, considering you just had a goddamn near death experience, you decide to throw caution to the wind and return to base. At the very least you should have the plane checked out, since they generally aren't supposed to fall out of the sky like that, and you can't tell everything from just the cockpit instruments. You quickly land and taxi the Falcon back to the hangar, where Smokey is waiting.

"Back so soon?" The old mechanic grunts.

"The Falcon just stalled on me out of nowhere when I tried a high-G turn." You point a thumb to the Falcon as you disembark. "Luckily I was at my service ceiling so I had room to recover. If I was any lower..."

"I get it." Smokey nods, a serious look on his face. "If it's mechanical failure that's on me. I'll get this sorted out."

With that, Smokey and his team begin the process of pulling the Falcon apart, popping off access panels and digging into its insides.

"This might take a while. Maybe you want to head off somewhere else?" Smokey says.

>Nah, I think I'll stay here.
>Talk to Samantha. Maybe she has an idea of your next job.
>See if there's any other pilots here to hang out with.
>Might as well go for a stroll. Get some fresh air and observe the other flights.
>Other

>>36253786
>>See if there's any other pilots here to hang out with.

>>36253786
>>See if there's any other pilots here to hang out with.

>>36253786
>Might as well go for a stroll. Get some fresh air and observe the other flights.
A VERY enthusiastic stroll, to be precise

>>36253786
>>See if there's any other pilots here to hang out with.

>>36253786
>Might as well go for a stroll. Get some fresh air and observe the other flights.

>>36253786
>>See if there's any other pilots here to hang out with.

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>>36253786
>See if there's any other pilots here to hang out with.
HAHA TIME FOR SOCIALIZING

>>36253818
shame there are no police girls around

>>36253818
Alucard pls go

>>36253786
>>Talk to Samantha. Maybe she has an idea of your next job.

>>36253850
That's cause they only show up at night, when they leave their dwellings in the forest

>>36253786
>Nah, I think I'll stay here.

Maybe learn a little about the workings of our new plane.

>>36253786
>Talk to Samantha. Maybe she has an idea of your next job.

>>36253786
>>See if there's any other pilots here to hang out with.

woof wolf

>>36253369
I'll be honest, that seems more like painting a giant target on us (well, at least a bigger target due to our paint scheme).

>>36253902
Flit pls go

>>36253786
>>See if there's any other pilots here to hang out with.

>>36253920
He's probably the new Prime Minister of Belka.

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>>36253948
>Genocide Grandpa leading Belkan Clay
No just no

>>36253786
>>See if there's any other pilots here to hang out with.

>>36253786
Ah, well, you might as well go see if there's any other pilots on base that you could get acquainted with. You leave Smokey and his crew to their work as you head out to the base club, where most personnel with free time would be gathered. It seemed a good place to start as any.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>36254053
FUN incoming

>>36253786
>See if there's any other pilots here to hang out with.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>36254053

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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>36254053
... NEEDS MORE RAL

>>36254081
SSSNNNNOOOWWWWW!!!

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>>36254081
D-did we just meet Pixy?

>>36254081

dammit armchair, how do you keep doing this

>>36254081
SNOW?

>>36254081
knight puncher?

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>>36254081
The snow is back!

>>36254098
>>36254101
>>36254111
>>36254112
>>36254124
>>36254099

If the snow keeps coming, we'll meet Pixy by the end of the in-universe hour.

>>36254143
I guess if any of us are in Buffalo that'll be a sure thing. Did you see their forecast? 4 feet of snow!

>>36254081
Mobius One just wanders by.

>>36254081

Truly you are Armchair Snow Commander.

>>36254170
Next thing you know, Mobius 1, Blaze, Pixy, and Talisman are chilling out and having beers.

>>36254053
As you enter the club, you notice that it's actually pretty empty. Not at all that surprising, since it was still pretty early and you're sure most of the base personnel weren't off their shifts yet. However, you do notice a pair of Artemis personnel at the bar. A man and woman pair. The woman seemed to be rather plain but dangerous looking, with long black hair, almost blue. The man, well, you couldn't describe in any other words than "rugged" and "charming". The sort of man you'd see on old military recruitment posters, telling you join up and fight the enemy.

You quietly take up a seat next to them and order up a beer. You try to act casual as you try to listen in on what the pair are saying.

"I won't deny that your close combat skills are exceptional, but if you want to be part of Asset Protection, you've got to excel in ALL fields. You got that, soldier?" The man grunts.

"Yes sir." The girl says quietly.

Asset Protection? Sounds like these guys were part of the ground forces.

>Ignore them. You're not concerned with groundpounders.
>Try to listen in more.
>Introduce yourself.
>Other

>>36254081
>>36254205
At this point in time, he might as well be called "General Winter"

>>36254170
Then ends an argument between Roy Focker and Michael Blanc by smacking both of them upside the head.

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>>36254211
Man, I'd prefer to see this universe's version of Gato, Char, and Johnny Riden chillin at the bar.

>>36254233
>>Introduce yourself.
'Sup nerds

>>36254233
>>Introduce yourself.

>>36254233
>>Introduce yourself.
It's the polite thing to do.

>>36254233
>>Try to listen in more.

>>36254233
>Try to listen in more.
>The woman seemed to be rather plain but dangerous looking, with long black hair, almost blue

... I can't for the life of me recall where I've seen her before...

>>36254233
>Introduce yourself.
Ramirez and Tarin?

>>36254233
Tarin or Lucina

>>36254233
>>Introduce yourself.

Is that...

>>36254233
>Listen in more

These are the people who keep other people from messing with our planes while we sleep, and are thus far superior to the usual sort of ground-pounder.

>>36254233
>Introduce yourself.
Mr. and Mrs. Operator

>>36254233
>>Try to listen in more.

>>36254233
>Try to listen in more.

>>36254233
"Um... hi." You say meekly, trying to get both soldiers' attention. "Mind if I ask what you're talking about?"

"Huh?" The man turns to you and eyes you curiously. "Why'd you like to know, pilot?"

"Just curious." You shrug. "My name is Karla, by the way. Bravo Flight."

"Bravo Flight?" The man blinks. "Ah, you were those pilots covering us in Estovakia. Which one were you?"

"The Phantom." You say, unsure of how he would react.

"Ha! You must have a serious pair on you to fly into combat in something like that!" The man laughs. "The name's Jager, and this here is one my recruits, Tarin. We're both in Asset Protection."

>Ah, you were on the ground? What did you do?
>Asset Protection?
>Wait... that's a Belkan name, isn it?
>Other

>>36254211
Just talking about the superweapons they've taken down.

>Blaze: So then Heartbreak One just flies by us yelling over the radio and Hamilton ends up crashing into one of the planes chasing after him!.
>Talisman: At least you only had to fly through it once, I ended up having to do it twice with one of them going through the goddamn barrel.
>Mobius: Four times and I had to hope to god the silo entrance opened up at the end.
>Pixy: You guys haven't lived until you've had giant lasers shot at you.

>>36254473
>>Ah, you were on the ground? What did you do?
Everyone has secrets they need to keep.

>>36254473
>Ah, you were on the ground? What did you do?
>Wait... that's a Belkan name, isn it?

>Jager
And here we go.