"Medicine Boy." She said calmly, perched up there with two legs messing around your hair as normal. "Anything coming up in your books?"
"Yeah." You grumbled. "We're scheduled to take it up the ass next week."
"Food costs?"
"Food costs." You agreed. "Chris has been a massive help getting the kitchen operation, and now that we don't have a literal blind man in there we can run it at about triple capacity as previous, but we've had eleven new girls in and out of here. That's double our standard load and then some."
"We need a way to liquidate the silver." Jocelyn muttered. "Preferably after treating it to prevent any lingering ill effects from moving around."
"Pretty much. At the rate things are going, we're going to have to start dumpster diving." You groused. "I hate dumpster diving."
"Well, in better news, I think I've isolated the centers of demonic activity and have a short primer on demonic activity." Jocelyn chuckled. "Come into my web and I'll show you."
Some good, some bad.
"You're going to creep out the new girls you know."
"Counterpoint, I'm a spider now. I can call it what I want."
"Define 'simple' for me please." You said, itching for a smoke. You didn't know why you were itching for a smoke since you didn't do it at all, but something in the back of your head was demanding you dictate the atmosphere here.
Heh. No, MB, smoking is bad for you.
"Old types of Roman legionaries." Calypso replied. "Velites were skirmishers and local auxileries; hastate were the first ranks of the legion and were usually the youngest. For this, the velites are what appear to be people who have sold their souls out and are just going after our girls under compulsion, aside from the ones with guns, not terribly threatening. Hastati are the actual demons and generally pretty freaking annoying. They travel in packs of eight with one leader, and are generally equipped with mundane weapons like swords and magical shields. Most of the girls have a lot of trouble with them: they charge in with shields and numbers to eat the attacks, then start stabbing."
"And you have written summaries of all this for the girls?"
"I have a freaking primer document in here. Somewhere." Jocelyn said, waving a leg around amicably. "I'll probably just move the mimeograph to the lounge and start having one of the off-duty girls bang out copies."
That's good, knowing your enemy and all that.
"Oh, I don't know, give them to us?" Rose suggested caustically. "It's not like we're going to feed them to the demons or anything. Besides, we're mowing through these knockoffs like it's a shooting gallery."
You squinted at her. "Really?"
"Oh no, magical shields!" Rose fake-screamed as you walked to the mess. "Whatever shall I do? Maybe I'll trick them into running into a wall, or countercharge their puny shields? Maybe I'll trip them up in vines or literally stop time? Maybe, just maybe, I'll shoot them... twice. That might work!"
Hah! Good to see that the senpais are on the up.
"What, you get hit?" Rose joked.
"Yeah, by a Pinto with a grudge." Trompdoy muttered. "I was going to the 7-11 on Allen and BAM! Right out of the parking lot, next thing I know he's pulling an iron and I'm throwing a fucking magic missile and that sets off his fuel tank."
Ouch. Note to self, magic missile can ignite things.
"There is no power of friendship." Trompdoy spat. "The only thing there is are friends with power- and if the little bastards tell you otherwise, kill them. Who knows? Someone like you might be able to make it stick."
Well, hopefully we can show her the power of more mundane power of riendship.
So what did we build? The double room? Looks like Homer built another room.
And bigger canteen, though that could have been just Chris' action alone and not tied to us improving our building.
There's also the fact that, if say, we want to build a dedicated Medical Center sometime now that we've mostly got the mission control room or anything else that's special and fancy, we've kinda already used up the bottom floor. And if it's one of those special and fancy things that needs special equipment, trying to host that stuff up through the stairs could be 'fun'.
And the fact that we haven't unlocked the medical center yet.
Hey folks, a question. Costumes work like armor, right? As in...Full plate armor, or Kamen Rider or Power Rangers. Would selling costumes be as good as giving them weapons because the armor's protective effects also work as a weapon if the armor hits the enemy, right?
They do, but how they work depends of the armor. In one of the omakes we have a costume that shrugs off physical attacks, but is not much use against magical ones.
No, it wouldn't be. Armor is not going to make anywhere nearly as good of a weapon as a dedicated weapon.
[X] [WORK] No, you want to research an item instead.
-[X] Kolobok
[X] [GIRLS]: Partner the junior girls up with the senior magical girls; it'll probably increase their odds of survival.