>>2692373
[2/2]

“Does an officer have to wear her sexy undies to work too?” mutters Winona, glancing away. SHE WHAT. You glare at her. She looks away, biting her lip, smirking so smugly she’s seeping superior stuffiness. Okay, first off, Winona should not be peeking in on you when you change into your underwear. Secondly, what you wear is only for you! Not because of him!

Stack sighs. “You know, Griselda wants the entire team for lunch for a final briefing. What do you think she’s gonna say?”

“Probably something to inspire us, no?” says Josephina. “For many of us, it’s the first time we’ve ever been to a postseason! We should go in as confidently as possible!” She pumps her fist. “Nothing she says will ever dampen our spirits!”

Regardless. You need to figure out where to start today. Captain Spruance gave you the day off today so…

> Go meet Jeep Jockey at the airport.
> Go to the Tank Hangar. You’ll have Denise pick the boy up.
> “How about we all get some breakfast?”
> Other

>>2692375
> Go meet Jeep Jockey at the airport.

>>2692375
> Go meet Jeep Jockey at the airport.

>>2692375
>Go meet Jeep Jockey at the airport.

>>2692375
>> “How about we all get some breakfast?”

> Go meet Jeep Jockey at the airport.

…

…

You stand at the airport gates, waiting with Denise.

And your crew. You look to them. “Girls.” They look up from their phones at you. “Do you really have to be here?”

“Hey!” Stack steps up to you, pointing her phone at you indignantly. “Jock is our friend too! Somewhat. Besides, we want to make him feel welcome!” You roll your eyes again. Ugh. Well, if they’re going to make him feel welcome, fine. Winona smirks, wrapping her arm around you.

“Listen, Ellie. Just be calm, relaxed.” Of course, of course. Winona says, “Just because he’s your boyfriend doesn’t mean we’ll look down on you. Alright?” … they were looking down on you? What? She looks over. “Oh, here he comes!”

Out of one of the gates you see Jeep Jockey carrying a dufflebag on his back. In his other arm, a bouquet of flowers. All the girls go “aww” at the sight of him bringing flowers as he looks around. Probably trying to spot you out in the crowd. Denise holds up a sign immediately that says, “BOYFRIEND”.

Wait. HEY! You look at it. What the hell!?

Then a boy comes over. “Uh, is this where Sarah is?”

Denise says, “We’re looking for another boyfriend, sorry.” The boy shrugs, then moves on. Jock looks over, then grins as she starts fast walking towards you. Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit. The girls start giggling, waving hello as Jeep Jockey closes in.

“Ellie!” Jeep Jockey grins happily. He’s dressed… pretty casually. Kind of disappointing actually. A T-Shirt, Jeans, plain button shirt and that leather jacket of his. Hm. But those are nice flowers. He offers them to you. “Here!” You take them and look at them. “Uh, they’re uh… Edelweiss. My aunt she runs a flower shop, likes to get some pretty exotic stuff.” Edelweiss? They’re…

Son of a fucking bitch, they’re beautiful. Damn it.

…

Winona nudges you. “Aren’t you going to hug him?” OH. You quickly hug him.

“Thank you,” you say. He pats your back, then lets go. “They’re beautiful. Um… It’s really great to see you again, Jock. You have a place settled and everything?”

“Hotel down in the business district,” he says. “Small room but it’s fine. I’m only here for the weekend.” He looks over at your crew. “Hey, girls!” Winona hugs him, as does Stack, and Ingrid and Josephina too. “Great to see you all again! I’m…” He blinks, looking at them. “I feel a little out of place now.”

“This is a Girls Academy,” says Winona. “You’re probably one of the few boys our age for miles.” She leans in. “Lots of these girls are pretty desperate,” she whispers. You slap her upside the head. “Ow!”

Jeep Jockey says, “They’re unpacking my jeep down in the loading dock now I’m told. You guys want me to drive you anywhere?”

> “How about we grab something to eat? We can catch up.”
> “Can you take us to the Hangar? We got some things to do.”
> “Well, first off, maybe I should take you to my parent’s place.”
> Other

>>2692592
> “How about we grab something to eat? We can catch up.”

>>2692592
> “How about we grab something to eat? We can catch up.”

We must rub our scent all over him to keep the hussies away.

>>2692592
>> “How about we grab something to eat? We can catch up.”

> “How about we grab something to eat? We can catch up.”

…

…

You all grab some plates of fish and chips from a nearby diner and decide to grab a table outside to eat. You sit down next to Jeep Jockey, with Winona on the other side of him. The other girls sit on the other side of the table, munching on the food while you and Jock catch up. “So, Jock. How’s Skycraft been holding up? Are the other boys treating you well?”

“They’ve always treated me well,” he says. “But now that I’m flying with them, feels like I’m really one of the guys now.” He smiles a little, munching on a large piece of crispy cod. “Jack’s been showing me some pointers on dog fighting. Need to work on flying with a wing man. Proper Thach weave done properly is basically unbeatable.” Right, right. “What about you, how’s Tankery’s doing?”

“It’s great. Griselda is gonna give us our final briefing then we have the weekend to ourselves!” You smile at him. “… not to us ourselves but like we have the weekend off so like-“ You lean to the side a little and see Winona giving the absolute worst smirk you can see. It’s as if she’s exuding “oh you want to bang him so hard you little girl you”. Fucking shit.

Stack asks, “Got a big tournament coming up?”

“In about a month,” he says. “Hope I’m not gonna be a liability to the team. I’m still new and everything.”

“You should be fine,” says Ingrid.

Stack says, “If you want, we can give you a ride in our tank. We’re giving Josie’s mom a ride too.” Jock looks to you. You shrug. Long story.

“It’s fine,” says Jock. “I don’t wanna like impose on you guys. Me and Ellie have already been in the tank anyway.”

…

All the girls look at you.

> “I showed him around the tank.”
> “Nothing happened.”
> “SO. PLANES. HUH?”
> Other

>>2692761
>“I showed him around the tank.”
> “Nothing happened.”
> “SO. PLANES. HUH?”

>>2692761
>> “I showed him around the tank.”
>> “Nothing happened.”

>>2692761
>> “I showed him around the tank.”

> “I showed him around the tank.”
> “Nothing happened.”

“I just showed him around the tank. And nothing happened,” you say. The girls all look disappointed. What’s with that look! Come on! You look at Jeep Jockey. He rubs his neck, sheepish. Ugh.

Winona leans in, smirking. “Well, hey. You guys don’t have to be lovey-dovey all the time!” She then immediately hugs Jeep Jockey. For a very brief second, you considered punching Winona right then and there. You know it’s just a platonic hug but still. He’s your man. Not hers. “You’re one of the family, Jeep Jockey! At least until you break up with Ellie.”

“Ah, well- don’t be so-…” Jeep Jockey chuckles nervously, gently unwrapping Winona off of his body. “Well hey, listen. Next time you guys get a couple days off, you should visit KDH. We may be a landlubber school and everything but we’ll treat you girls right. It’s a pretty nice school and everything. Plus we got loads of land where you can drive around with your tanks.”

“I imagine any school that has skycraft needs lots of land,” says Stack. “More places to crash.”

“Yeah, that’s a safety thing,” he says. “Still.”

“Maybe some day, Jock,” you say. You check your watch. “Ooh, we should get going to the hangar. Can you drive us, Jock?” He nods, standing up. Before you all go though, Winona tugs on your sleeve, holding you back from the group. “What’s up?”

She smirks. “You know what’s up.” You roll your eyes for like the tenth time today. “Come on, Ellie. Be honest. Are me and the girls coming between you and him? Are we being a bother?”

> “No, not at all.”
> “I mean, it’d be nice to not get endlessly teased about having a boyfriend.”
> “Personally, I wish you guys would get along with him. Make a friend out of him.”
> Other

>>2692949
>> “I mean, it’d be nice to not get endlessly teased about having a boyfriend.”

>>2692949
>> “Personally, I wish you guys would get along with him. Make a friend out of him.”

>>2692949
>“I mean, it’d be nice to not get endlessly teased about having a boyfriend.”
> “Personally, I wish you guys would get along with him. Make a friend out of him.”

>>2692949
>> “I mean, it’d be nice to not get endlessly teased about having a boyfriend.”

> “I mean, it’d be nice to not get endlessly teased about having a boyfriend.”

“I mean, it’d be nice to not get endlessly teased about having a boyfriend.” You fold your arms, glancing away. You don’t want to ruin anyone’s fun but it is getting kind of tiring.

Winona pats your cheek, making you look at her. “Ellie, come on. Nobody’s teasing you. Everyone’s happy you have a boyfriend! We’re just… seriously, do you see any other boys here who are single and are in our age range?” You shrug. “Seriously, I’m really happy for you, Ellie! And I’d love to get to know Jock a bit more too. But I’ll try to let you two have your fun, alright?” She nudges you, giving a very sly smirk. “Just be sure to invite me around when things get frisky. Okay?” Yeah, sur- wait. What? She winks, then heads back to the jeep.

“I-… I wouldn’t want you to be a third wheel, Winona!” you say. “Ugh.” You follow after her.

…

…

The crews are already gather outside of the Tank Hangar, all chatting and eating a very quick lunch. Most of them have managed to find some time between classes or are just plain cutting. But you won’t say anything. You’ll just pretend you didn’t see them. Serina talks to Serafina. “Hey, Polack. When we meet Meryl, try not to get in my way.”

“Hmph!” Serafina snorts. “Excuse me, I believe you’re talking to your superior, I was one of the original commanders you know!” Serina responds by ruffling Serafina’s hair. “Hey, hey!”

“Did they say anything about if it’ll be a jungle map?” asks Duchess. “I love the jungle!”

“I hear Meryl can put a shot from her Firefly clean through a wedding ring,” says Hadley.

Iris looks over at you. “Ah, you’re here.” She looks over at Jeep Jockey, who is patiently waiting at the curb beside his jeep. “Boyfriend?” You shrug. “We were just waiting for Griselda to show herself. I believe she has one final speech to give us before the playoffs.”

Dalia walks on over to you. “Ellie, listen.” You look at her, smiling. “I just wanted to say thanks for getting us this far.” She offers her hand, you shake it politely. “You’ve been a real great member of the team! Looking forward to the off with you!”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>2693174
> Polite

>>2693174
> Polite

>>2693174
> Polite
I could never have done it alone."

> Polite

“Couldn’t have done it alone,” you say. Dalia smiles.

“Aw, shucks, so modest!” Dalia grabs your hand with other hand, giving it a more firmer shake before saying, “Just you watch though, we’ll be eating out of the trophies before you know it.” She lets go then and moves back into the crowd. Hmph, modest. You look over and see Griselda climbing up onto her Sherman tank. She sticks her fingers between her lips and gives out a sharp whistle. Everyone quietens down, looking to her.

“Alright, everyone, listen up!” she yells. “In June, we were barely a team. Not many tanks, not many crews. Now look at us. We’ve all come this far, not just because of any individual on this team but because we all came together as one. I want all of you to go into the postseason with your heads held high and with pride in your chest. All of you deserve to win after everything we’ve been through, everything we’ve done.” She quietens down for a second. “You definitely deserve it way more than me.

“See. When I started this team… I started it because I wanted to show up my sister,” she explains. “I thought, I could do something by myself. I could really make people look at me and say, ‘Hey, there’s Griselda! The best damn tanker there ever was!’ instead of people saying to me, ‘Hey, Griselda! How’s your sister doing?’” Everyone is quiet, listening. “I realize now though that that was selfish of me. I started a team just for the sake of my own pride and my own glory. And I didn’t think of any of you. But even then, you all gave your best. I could’ve ended up with a team of…” She drops down and starts moving into the crowd. “Losers. Misfits.” She pats Iris’ arm, smiling. “Ne’er-do-wells. Delinquents. All sorts of unmentionables.” She smiles at everyone. “Instead I got you girls. And you’ve given this girl the best damn gift you could ever give, your very best. And I have to say now, that I can never repay that. All of you have given up so much sweat and tears for this.” She points out to the sky, walking to the door. “Out there, is the last obstacle to our greatest success! And all that’s required is the last full measure of courage and effort to deliver us!” She turns back around, looking to everyone. “I’m ready to give my all for you. Who else is ready?”

…

“Well. Shucks.” Duchess rubs her neck. “When you put it like that.”

Regina shouts, “Yeah, let’s do it!” Everyone starts cheering and clapping. “L-G-A! L-G-A!” Everyone starts chanting. “L-G-A! L-G-A!”

Griselda slaps your shoulder, smirking. “I think we’re ready. Do you?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

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>>2693174
>Just be sure to invite me around when things get frisky.

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>>2693465

>>2693174
>Polite

We're so "British" we shite the Queen!

>>2693464
>> Boast

>>2693464
>Boast

It doesn't matter if I'm posting late to the party. For we shall be fashionably late!

>>2693465
>>2693469
Remember girls! JJ is for lewds and to settle down with and raising 5 kids together with a idyllic home with a white picket fence.

>>2693464
>> Polite

> Boast

“More than ready.” She offers up a fist, and you quickly bump it with your own. “Trust me Griselda. Meryl is going to be in for one hell of a time once she faces us.”

“Yeah, yeah.” She gently punches your shoulder. “Tomorrow night’s the Wild Card match between JWC and GWMA. Suvorov is holding a viewing party here at the hangar. You gonna be coming by?”

“I’ll see,” you say. “I got a lot to do.” Griselda looks over at Jeep Jockey then back at you. “What? He’s only here for the weekend, Griselda. I can’t just ignore him all weekend.”

“Fair, fair. He’s welcome here. This ain’t a She-Woman Man Hater Club or anything,” she says. “Besides, the girls here know he’s your boyfriend. They’d never lay a hand on him if it means making you angry.” Please, you’d never get angry over something so petty. But yeah, they better not lay a hand on your Jockey. “I’ll go ahead and let you go. I know you gotta show Josie’s mom around your tank.”

“Is she here yet?” you ask.

“Hadn’t seen her,” says Griselda. “I’ll be in my office if you need me.” With that, she walks away.

Right, right, what to do now?

> Prepare the tank and the crew for Josie’s mom.
> Talk with someone (Who?)
> Fool around with Jock a little.
> Other

>>2693709
> Prepare the tank and the crew for Josie’s mom.

>your Jockey
Sounds pretty lewd.

>>2693709
>> Prepare the tank and the crew for Josie’s mom.

>>2693709
>> Prepare the tank and the crew for Josie’s mom.

> Prepare the tank and the crew for Josie’s mom.

You decide to get working on the tank before Josie’s mom gets here. You enlist Jeep Jockey and Denise to help out as well, may as well get them working too. First thing’s first, fill it with fuel. Secondly, diagnostics check on all the systems. Do the electrics work, internal lights, sights, everything? They do. Finally, after a good hour of this, a good scrub down with some clean rags to give it a good shiny appearance.

Stack wipes off some sweat from her forehead and says, “Woo, if this tank gets any cleaner I might just replace my teeth with it. It’d make the dentist visits less painful.”

Ingrid rubs at her back, grimacing. “How much more of this we gotta do? I don’t think Josephina’s mom even cares about how clean a tank is. I mean, she wants Josie for helicraft. Helicopters get dirty too!” You’re not going to deny that but you won’t respond.

Josephina sets herself down in the driver’s seat. “All I know is that my Mom wants to ride a tank with you all. And that’s what I’m going to give her.” She leans back, looking to you all. “So please, I beg of you girls, be on your best behavior! She’s giving me this one chance! And if we don’t impress, that’s it! C’est fini! Oui?” Everyone nods. She looks over at Jeep Jockey. “I know you have nothing to do with this but… try to just look handsome I guess.”

Jock blinks. “I’m not?”

“He’s not?” you ask.

Josephina blinks, then immediately goes red. “Oh- oh! What- What I mean is- he should just be casual and not like- draw attention to himself! I didn’t mean to imply your boyfriend was ugly, Elodie! I mean- er- he-… He’s a very handsome boy I-…” You stare at her. Jock as well does too. “… I’m sorry.”

“No offense taken!” Jock folds his arms, snickering. “Believe me. Not a lot of girls call me handsome in the first place.”

Ingrid points to the door. “Here she comes!” You all look over. You take a breath.

Alright. Here we go.

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>>2694098

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>>2694101
Thanks for running Schteel

You politely help Misses deGrasse up onto the tank. Given how gigantic Misses deGrasse is though, getting her inside might be difficult. It was hard enough getting Josephina in there comfortably and she’s -shorter- than her mother. Misses deGrasse climbs in through the turret hatch and fits herself into the loader’s seat. Obviously there’s some poking and prodding from some metal parts in there, not to mention that it’s dark too. “Sorry, Stack. You’re going to have to remain outside.”

“Aw, shucks.” Stack huffs, folding her arms indignantly.

“You can sit in my lap if you’d like,” says Misses deGrasse. “It’ll be like Josephina when she was small.”

“Josephina was small?” asks Ingrid. Winona gives her a dope slap. “Ow!”

Winona climbs in as well and says, “You’ll get used to it Misses deGrasse. It’ll be like laying underneath your bed at home!” People do that? There’s cockroaches and mice under your bed though! You shudder, getting flashbacks now. Especially to that one time your house had bedbugs. Ugh, you couldn’t sleep for weeks. “Let me show you around the turret. There’s the gun breech, there’s my sights. Those big shells are the shells for the gun…”

As Winona helps Misses deGrasse find her footing, you consult with Josephina. “I’m scared,” she says bluntly. “I don’t want to scare her either. I just want a nice drive with my mother and hopefully things blow over, oui?”

> “Just drive casual. No rush.”
> “Nobody ever got into Tankery by being slow. Push it to the limit.”
> “Do what you feel is best, Josie. You have the reins today.”
> Other

>>2696123
> “Do what you feel is best, Josie. You have the reins today.”

> “Do what you feel is best, Josie. You have the reins today.”

“Do what you feel is best, Josie. She’s your Mom. You know what she likes. You have the reins today.” Josie blinks, a little shocked by what you just said. To be fair, you could command this yourself and you could keep things nice and steady for Josephina’s Mom. But, this is between these two. You’re just along for the ride for the most part. You climb back up to the turret and get settled into your commander’s chair. You look to the side and see Misses deGrasse positively cramped into the seat. “How you feeling?” you ask.

“You ever been part of a magic trick and been stuffed into a box?” she asks. Actually, you have. Once. Dad got pretty desperate that one month for extra money. But you won’t mention that. “That’s what this feels like.”

“You get used to it. But for the most part, tanks are designed for small people in mind,” you say. “No offense.”

“None taken, it’s hard in helicopters for me anyway,” she remarks.

“Josephina, whenever you’re ready,” you call.

She starts up the engine, and the tank goes rumbling forward. Misses deGrasse looks around, trying to look up through the open hatch. “How do you see in this thing?” she asks.

“We have periscopes. Some tanks use vision slits too,” you remark.

“So little vision,” she remarks. “And it’s hot as well!” She looks at you. “And there’s a very alarming knocking noise and it feels like I’m sitting on top of a laundry machine too! How do you deal with this!?”

> “You get used to it.”
> “You learn to love it.”
> “Through tons of training and hard work.”
> Other

>>2696566
>> “You learn to love it.”

With or without mindbreaking?

>>2696566
>“You get used to it.”

Partly through love, partly through work, like when we had a custom seat build for your daughter

> “You learn to love it.”

“You learn to love it after a while,” you say. Truth be told, you kind of just don’t notice the rough ride of a tank anymore nor do you notice the heat of being inside of one. You just got used to it after a while. You know Miss McPherson definitely loved this stuff based on what she told you but… well, some people definitely love this. You’re one of them that’s for sure.

Misses deGrasse hugs herself, trying to get herself comfortable but given the dimensions of the tank she’s failing miserably. You set yourself back and call out to Josephina. “Alright, Josephina, take us out onto the track.” The rough ride suddenly gets a lot rougher as you’re taken out onto the dirt track around the training ground. You motion to the hatch.

“You can stand up if you want. Just make sure to hang onto something,” you say.

“I’d feel safer in here,” she says. Fair enough. You turn out and lean back.

“Josephina, how’s everything?” you ask.

“We’re all good. Engine’s responding pretty well. I’m gonna take her up another level,” Josephina says. She starts going faster around the ring. “How are you feeling, Mom?”

“A little cramped, sweetums,” says Misses deGrasse. “Can I be honest with you, sweetie?”

“Sure, Mom.”

“I don’t like this, not one bit!” she calls back. Oh. “It’s hot, it’s terrible, and I feel like a sardine!”

“Well, Mom, I mean- we’ve only been driving for like ten minutes,” says Josephina. “Just give it some time!”

“Alright,” says Misses deGrasse.

Winona nudges your thigh. You look down to her and she whispers to you. “This isn’t working. Maybe we should fire the gun!”

> “If we fire the gun, it’s gonna scare the hell out of her. A simple Sunday drive is fine.”
> “You’re right. I’ll tell Josephina to stop.”
> Other

>>2696812
> “If we fire the gun, it’s gonna scare the hell out of her. A simple Sunday drive is fine.”
Rome wasn't built in a day.

>>2696812
> “If we fire the gun, it’s gonna scare the hell out of her. A simple Sunday drive is fine.”

Slow and steady girls.

>>2696812
>“You’re right. I’ll tell Josephina to stop.”

But we'll give lots of warning to her mom. No suprises.

After, we should giver her a demo of the teamwork of a tank crew with a maneuver like the Nishizumi hook. Something that incorporates a driver's skill with accurate shooting.

> “If we fire the gun, it’s gonna scare the hell out of her. A simple Sunday drive is fine.”

“If we fire the gun, it’s going to scare the hell out of her. A simple Sunday drive around the track is fine for her.”

Winona nods, giving a thumbs up. “Very well!” Suddenly, the tank starts screaming to high speeds. Eh!? What the hell!? “Josephina, what’s going on?” asks Winona.

“I’m gonna take the tank up to 30 miles an hour!” she proclaims. That’s a little too fast for Mommy. You look over to Misses deGrasse, who is holding onto anything inside of the tank for dear life.

“I would slow down a little,” you say.

“Mom!” Josephina apparently is ignoring you. “I want to show you some tricks I can do in the tank! Are you ready?”

Misses deGrasse to her credit says, “Whatever you like, dear.” Oh shit. You grab onto something as well.

“Josephina, I-“ You try to warn her off from this but Josephina stops you.

“You said I had the reins today, Ellie. Well, I want to show my Mom what I can really do in this tank,” she says. “Watch me.”

The tank starts screaming around the track. You keep outside and see Stack, Denise, and Jock watching from the sidelines along with Iris and Serafina. They’re blurs by the time you just speed past them. Even Speed Racer has to balk at the kind of speed this tank puts out. You grab onto the hatch and hold on as Josephina readies the tank. “Mom, are you ready?”

“Yes, dear,” says Misses deGrasse. She doesn’t sound ready.

“Here we go, Nishizumi Hook around that corner!” You feel Josephina shift gears and start the tank into a powerslide around a corner. The tank skids across the dirt track with the forward end facing inwards into the center of the training grounds. You look down and see Misses deGrasse still holding on for dear life, shutting her eyes.

This is definitely faster than 30 miles an hour now! She levels out the tank and goes speeding down the straight way to the next corner. “Alright, next, Shimada Death Blossom!” You brace yourself. The tank’s front end suddenly swings around as it starts spinning controllably forward. “Are you doing alright, Mom!?”

“Couldn’t be better, dear,” says Misses deGrasse.

> “Josephina, you need to slow down!”
> “Keep it up, Josephina, finish strong!”
> “Misses deGrasse, just hold on!”
> Other

>>2697021
>“Misses deGrasse, just hold on!”
Your daughter is an excellent driver and aggressive maneuvers at the right moment can change a match's outcome

>>2697021
>“Misses deGrasse, just hold on!”

>>2697021
>> “Keep it up, Josephina, finish strong!”

> “Misses deGrasse, just hold on!”

“Hold on!” you yell. Misses deGrasse could not be told that again because it looks as if her teeth might explode from how hard she’s clenching her jaw. You hold on as well too as best you can. Josephina’s really giving it her all.

“For the finale, I’m going to do the Zumwalt Hook! Hang on!” She starts bringing the tank to a very slick powerslide across the corner. The slide continues on and on around to the other side from sheer momentum and speed. The tank rumbles and screeches as the treads almost split themselves trying to hold together. Then you hear a loud metal snapping and cracking noise. Uh oh. The tank suddenly goes spinning out of control. Yep, that was definitely a tread break. Josephina pushed the tank a little too hard it seems.

The tank comes grinding to a halt. Well, that puts an end to that.

You all crawl out of the tank and look at the treads. It’s not just the treads. The suspension itself seems to have given out from the pressure Josephina was putting the tank under.

Misses deGrasse comes crawling out of the hatch, shaking and quivering from the ride. Josephina grins. “How was that, Mom!?” Misses deGrasse flops onto the ground, panting heavily as she holds her chest.

…

Winona says, “Maybe we should let her rest.” Misses deGrasse raises her hand, signaling that she’s alright.

“Josephina, come here.” She sits up and motions Josephina closer. Josephina walks on over, kneeling down beside her. “Josephina that was absolutely reckless. I genuinely feared for my life. And I thought I was going to be sick as well. That was just… the worst.” Josephina blinks, looking as if her Mom had just kicked her puppy. Ow. You move to step in but Winona stops you. She shakes her head. Huh? Misses deGrasse shakes her head. “Josephina, why do you do this?”

“I’ve told you,” says Josephina. “I want to. I –need- to. I love this sport, Mom.” Misses deGrasse looks to Josephina, then leans back, sighing deeply. “I can’t put it anymore words than that. It just is. You understand, right?”

Misses deGrasse looks to you, then motions you over. “Elodie.” You kneel down, looking to her. “I’m… stumped. This is a terrible sport. I have the worst headache right now. I cannot in my right mind like anything about being in a tank. I think if you shot that main gun I’d probably vomit from the adrenaline.” Well. She doesn’t have to be so rude about it. “But…” She places a hand on Josephina’s shoulder. “I can’t in good conscience stop my daughter from doing it.” Josephina’s face suddenly lights up in surprise. “Josephina, I’m sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry,” says Josephina. “You hate the sport. That’s fine, but-“

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“No, it’s not fine, you love this sport and I feel absolutely horrific for not sharing that with you,” says Misses deGrasse. She motions to the track again, curious. “How’d you learn to do all of that?”

“I had a good commander. And a lot of good people around me too,” says Josephina. “It’s a team sport.” She smiles at you and at the crew. “That’s what makes it great to me.”

Misses deGrasse frowns deeply then looks to you. “Elodie.” She wags her finger to her daughter. “I’m going to let her do this. I’d love to learn a little bit more about the sport too. I-… I have the most morbid curiosity about it. I’m sorry if I came across as rude earlier but I’m willing to open my mind a little. Can you promise me something?”

“What’s that?” you ask.

She points to her daughter. “If she’s going to be here. I want a championship.”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>>2697279
>Polite

>>2697279
> Polite

We all do.

>>2697279
>> Boast

>>2697279
>Polite

> Polite

“Trust me, we all do.” You smile, holding out your hand. She shakes it, nodding. “We’ll do our best. So she can do Tankery?”

“She can,” she says. You feel as if a giant weight’s been thrown off your shoulder. No replacing Josephina now, she can do Tankery! Josephina immediately hugs her tightly, grinning. “Josephina, I expect you to be on your best behavior.” She gently pats her daughter’s back. “And to give 100% out there, alright? I won’t tolerate you dawdling.”

“You got it, Mom!” Josephina lets go then immediately hugs you too. “We can do Tankery together!” Winona, Stack, and Ingrid come in to join the hug as well. “I get to be with you guys! Yes, yes!”

“Great job, Ellie!” says Winona.

“Now we’re a real crew!” says Stack.

Josephina squeezes you tight. “Thank you so much, Elodie! Thank you so much!”

> LOYALTY QUEST COMPLETE: Flying Tanks
> Josephina’s parents will now allow her to take Tankery instead of Helicraft. As a reward, Josephina can now push the engine of the tank to the absolute limit, setting it to MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE. At the cost of – 30 CP, the tank will gain an immediate burst of speed, allowing it to dodge incoming shells and close the distance against tanks rapidly. However, once the burst is done, the engine will need to slow down and be given time to cool down or else it’ll die.

> Her driving skill has also increased to the point where LOCKDOWN can also be used at slow pace.

> JOSEPHINA’S MORALE OVERCHARGED TO 200%

> WITH THE COMPLETION OF ALL LOYALTY QUESTS, YOUR CREW IS NOW ELITE. THEY CAN NO LONGER BE STUNNED IN COMBAT, BE SHAKEN OR FRIGHTENED BY ACE TANKS OR LEGENDARY TANKS. YOU WILL NOW GAIN +10 CP EVERY DAY PASSIVELY.

…

…

Josephina happily shakes your hand as you all stand outside the hangar. “I’m gonna walk my parents back to the hotel, Ellie.” She quickly kisses you on the cheek then hugs you again. “I can’t thank you enough for what you’ve done! Thank you so much!” With that, she takes her leave.

Winona grins as you, her, Stack, Ingrid, Denise, and Jeep Jockey stand there. “Oh, Ellie!” She slaps your arm. “What would we ever do without you?”

“I think we know the answer to that,” you say.

Stack coughs, nudging Ingrid, then pointing to Jeep Jockey. “Well, I gotta teach Stack here how to throw a mean four-seamer. See y’all!” says Ingrid. She clicks her teeth, pointing to Jock. “Later, Jock!” The two of them hurry away.

Denise checks her watch. “Oh dear! Um! Your horse it’s- it’s feeding time! I should also make myself scarce! Good night, Ellie!” She immediately runs away. Oh, you see what they’re doing. They’re leaving you alone with Jeep Jockey. They’re so nice and…

Winona grins, standing there.

> “Well, Jock. What do you want to do?”
> “Let’s head to my parent’s house. They’ll love to see you, Jock.”
> “Want me to walk you back to your hotel, Jock? Get you unpacked?”
>> + “Winona, private time with my boyfriend, please?”
> Other

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>>2697449
>She clicks her teeth, pointing to Jock.

> “Well, Jock. What do you want to do?”
> + “Winona, private time with my boyfriend, please?”

>>2697449
> “Want me to walk you back to your hotel, Jock? Get you unpacked?”
> + “Winona, private time with my boyfriend, please?”

>>2697449
>“Well, Jock. What do you want to do?”

Dinner maybe?
Too soon for parents. Let the boy have a last meal before execution.

>>2697449
>> Josephina’s parents will now allow her to take Tankery instead of Helicraft.
And they should. Helicraft is more dangerous than Tankery.

> “Well, Jock. What do you want to do?”
>> + “Winona, private time with my boyfriend, please?”

“Well, Jock. Do you wanna do anything?” you ask.

“I’d actually love some dinner,” he says. “Wanna grab a burger or something?” You nod. That’d be great. You look over at Winona.

“Winona, shoo. I want some private time with my boyfriend,” you say. You wave your hand away at her. Go on, get.

Winona starts giggling, slowly backing away. “Ooookay! Hehehe!” She keeps on giggling as she walks away. Ugh, that is so creepy. “Heheh! Don’t get too risqué now! Hehehe!” Jock starts blushing, rubbing his neck. Augh! Winona, please! Still, you could use a burger right now anyway. May as well get something.

…

…

You and Jeep Jockey grab a couple of burgers and a basket of fries from a nearby diner and start eating in his jeep in the parking lot. It’s rather cool today thankfully so there’s no need for shade. And this burger is so tender, the bacon’s so crispy, and the cheese is just right too. It all just mixes together into such a wonderful melting pot of flavor. You need to visit these diners more. You look over at Jeep Jockey as he eats too. He’s gotten a bacon cheeseburger just like you. He’s chewing on it so confidently too. The meat patty was giving you some trouble but he’s just going to town. He’s already finished most of it. You suppose he’s a growing boy maybe but still, he’s even got bacon on his lips too. You bite your lip a little, watching him eat…

“Ellie.” You blink. “Why are you staring at me?” Oh shit. Were you staring? Fuck.

“I was-… you have something on your face,” you say. He points to his cheek. You point to your lip. He wipes his lip a little then goes back to eating. Smooth… “So your hotel, is it good?”

“Judging from the reviews, yeah,” he says. “Got myself a single. Don’t need any real accommodations. Just a bed, a bathroom, and a TV will do for me honestly. I’m only here for the weekend after all.” Yeah, yeah. Hm. He points to his lip. “You got something here too.”

“Oh, where?” you ask. He presses his finger against your lip, revealing a bit of ketchup before popping it in his mouth.

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>>2697583
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…

He smirks, staring at you too. But judging from the blush creeping up on his face, even HE’s realized what he’s just did. “You know,” you say. “You can’t be embarrassed. You did that,” you say firmly.

“I know,” he says. “I-…” He quickly chews down the rest of the burger.

“Hey, you can’t escape this by being a glutton!” you say. He responds by furiously stuffing fries into his mouth. “Stop embarrassing yourself! You’re embarrassing me! Ugh!” You fold your arms, staring at him indignantly as he chews on food to avoid the situation. He finally swallows deeply. “You’re going to feel that in like a half hour.”

“I know,” he says. He leans back in his seat. “You know, can I talk to you about something, Ellie?” You tilt your head. “Seeing you help Josephina back there, and I know you helped Winona too with her stuff as well.” You nod. “Is that just a thing you do? I’m not sure if I could handle people’s personal lives myself but…”

> “It helps to have a crew that’s operating at 100%. Personal problems get in the way of that.”
> “If someone needs help, I help them. Simple.”
> “Are you jealous?”
> Other

>>2697589
>> “It helps to have a crew that’s operating at 100%. Personal problems get in the way of that.”

>>2697589
>> “If someone needs help, I help them. Simple.”

> “It helps to have a crew that’s operating at 100%. Personal problems get in the way of that.”
> “If someone needs help, I help them. Simple.”

“It helps to have a crew that’s operating at 100% yes. But, they needed help first and foremost. And I helped them. Shouldn’t be anymore complicated than that,” you say.

He smirks. “I suppose not.”

“… were you worried you weren’t special?”

“Of course not!” He leans away, grinning nervously. “I mean, you really helped me out, yes. But you… I mean-… We’re together now you and I because of that. I can’t imagine you helped me just for the sake of helping me. So, yeah.” You shrug, then simply lean on his shoulder. “Oh, don’t do that. Now you’re trying to avoid explaining yourself.”

“Unlike you, what I’m doing works,” you say. He snorts, then he simply wraps his arm around your shoulder and uses his hand to grab your chin. Eh? He turns your head and gently places a kiss on your lips before pulling back. “… you can’t one up me by kissing me.”

“Yes I can,” he says. No he can’t. He gently kisses you again once more on the lips. No, stop it. He kisses you again on the cheek. STOP. PLEASE. Ugh, your face is going to explode from all the blood rushing to it! “Come on, how about you help me unpack at my hotel real quick?”

“Sure,” you say. He shuffles some trash into the back seat then gets the jeep started. “No funny business though.” You have to admit, part of you really wants Jock to just throw you down on a bed and ravish you but on the other hand… oh God, what are you even thinking? What if he gets you pregnant!? You’ll end up just like your parents! Not that that’s a bad thing but… it’s totally a bad thing!

Right, just stay calm. It’s not like he’s taking you back to his hotel room alone just to have sex with you or anything.

…

…

He places down the last change of clothes on his bed before yawning. “Woo! I’m beat!” He scratches at his hair as you look around his room. Eh, simple enough. Cozy even. A single bed, a TV across from it. An end table with a lamp, and a bathroom with a shower and a toilet. Not too bad. “Well, I’m gonna have an early night. I’m a little jetlagged.”

“Eh?” You blink, watching as he lies down on his bed. That’s it?

Did he drive you to his hotel just to have you help him unpack? And now he’s going to sleep?

Ugh.

Oh well. Maybe tomorrow you’ll spend some more time with him.

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>>2697729
That's it for this weekend. We should be back next weekend for more as we approach end game. Hope you all enjoyed.

Follow at: https://twitter.com/GermanSchteel
And if you ever feel like shooting the shit with me, you can hit me up in my discord: https://discord.gg/9e9yvfv

See you next time.

>>2697733
Thaks for the fun, boss.

Glad I could make some of it live

>>2697733
Thanks for running Schteel, catch you next time.

>>2697729
>You have to admit, part of you really wants Jock to just throw you down on a bed and ravish you but on the other hand… oh God, what are you even thinking? What if he gets you pregnant!? You’ll end up just like your parents! Not that that’s a bad thing but… it’s totally a bad thing!
Learn from your parents and get on birth control already, Elodie