[X] Just head straight to the women's barracks. They have a cafeteria with questionable food quality if they even have food. Not your first time going there. Roll your luck, 1d5. 1=no food, other numbers determine food quality. If one, you have the option to make food.
[X] Just head straight to the women's barracks. They have a cafeteria with questionable food quality if they even have food. Not your first time going there. Roll your luck, 1d5. 1=no food, other numbers determine food quality. If one, you have the option to make food.
Let's try me!
...hm, not sure if I have the same or better or worse luck than sgtbaker. He did roll with a 1d6 after all
You take a leisurely drive to east side of campgrounds. On the way the girls make some small talk mainly about their friends and family. From what you overhear, their friends should be arriving tomorrow alongside some Imperial Japanese Officers and that they'll stay for till their Task Unit has been resupplied and repaired. Curious, you ask them about how Japan is doing militarily and why they're here.
"Major I have a question. What's the war like over in Japan? Also why are you here?"
"Ah I suppose you haven't heard. The Imperial Navy had announced that they've been crushing the Abyssal fleets in the Pacific. Hence the higher ups decided to loan an element over to Europe to help out. Europe is the big battlefield with both Abyss and Neuroi fighting over it, I'm sure you know. As for us, one of our ships been damaged by a storm while we were crossing the Pacific. So we're here for repairs and resupply for a few days."
"Sounds like you got them by the ropes in the Pacific." You slow down the jeep as the checkpoint nears. The woman station there motions to you that you can pass. "Mind if we go to the Mess? I haven't eaten lunch yet."
"Food sounds good." Miyafuji looks up to you.
"Indeed we haven't had lunch either. Let's dine together." Major gives a smile and an affirmative look.
As you steer through you can start hearing some music and singing, just another day for girls huh. You park on to the empty lot near the mess hall and see a crowd of women hanging about. You and the girls dismount and start heading for the cafeteria.
"It wasn't this active when we left." Nishizumi ponders out loud. As everyone comes closer you could listen as the music dies down.
"Hey what's Japan like?" "How are you liking the US?" "Was it like on a ship?" "What do you girls do?" "Are you Witches, Ships or Normals?"
You eventually see that they're crowding a group of girls in uniform similar to what Nishizumi's wearing.
"Everyone?" Miho starts to jog over to the group. From what you can tell she's reunited with some friends by the hugging and Japanese being spoken. As your group nears Miho, her group, and the crowd give a salute to Sakamoto.
Sakamoto returns one and they relax for a moment till they see you. Some of them start by hiding behind one another, others stand at attention, a few start waving their hands at you. "Cause no trouble girls." You say and open the door to the mess hall. Before entering you take a sniff to make sure nothing was burning or toxic or whatever the hell they can do back at the kitchen. Stepping aside you say, "Ladies first."
"My, what a gentleman." Tatsuta responds while gently pushing Tenryuu through. "Tenryuu there's nothing to be afraid about."
"But this morning..." Tenryuu protests before entering. They must have gotten a bad breakfast. Once everyone enters you follow them. Not even three steps in you hear a lot of complaining.
"IT TASTES LIKE NOTHING!" "HOW IS THIS FOOD?" "HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?"
You see a line over at the servers. You make your way towards them and look over the shoulders of the complainers to see burgers and sandwiches that look normal.
"OI TEN-HUT" A familiar voice cries out from behind you. "OFFICER ON DECK." The Mess goes quiet. The girls in front of you slowly face the crier and they start to pale. You turn to see Marine Mother, dirty blonde, fearless green eyes, 5'5", 21, all deck out in marine fatigues.
Once you make eye contact she walks closer to you. You both stare at one another for 30 seconds till she breaks the silence, "Army."
"Marine." You say to the former enlisted marine Witch. She lowers her heads and sighs.
"They messed up again."
"I'm not going to help out you know."
"I know..."
"You got other rations right? We have important guests." She glares at you.
"You know they're aren't good enough. Also this morning, they got served the really bad food."
"Your fault for being a bad host." She middle fingers you so you return one.
"Dick. What are you girls looking at. Either finish eating or clean up and get back to training." Mother passes you to start berating her girls.
You leave to go where the girls have picked two tables. They all look at you with a mixture of surprise and confusion expect the one who looks like she's sleeping. There's an open seat next to Tenryuu so you sit there.
"Um do you two hate each other?" One of Nishizumi's friends, you presume, asks while raising her hand.
"No, we just enjoy talking to one another in that fashion. Now can I get to know who you all are?"
"Ah right. We haven't introduce ourselves. I'm Saori Takebe. Hey Mako wake up." She attempts to wake up the sleeping one to no avail.
"Ah ha, anyway this is my tank crew. Hana Isuzu, gunner. Yukari Akiyama, loader. Mako Reizei, even though she doesn't look like it, is our driver. And Saori's our radio operator." Miho explains while pointing out everyone.
"Good day to you." Isuzu does a bow in her seat.
The one called Akiyama does a shaky salute, "S-Sir, recruit Yukari Akiyama p-presenting. Very nice to meet you."
"You don't have to salute me." You show her your right patch. "I'm enlisted and not that important." She lowers her hand and blushes. You give her a grin. "Nice to meet you all. I'll be escorting you if you leave the women's camp." You feel a hand over your right shoulder so you turn to see Marine smiling at you.
"Hey mind singing, you know the girls love it." She leans closer, "I'm sure that the girls would definitely cook better with encouragement. We got the choir and band ready too."
After lunch you'll be free to do whatever, train, talk, do work, etc. from 2-6 PM. With 1 hour intervals, you get 4 choices unless otherwise noted.
Note: Skill gains are low, ex. 0.1(by dice roll) training can be taken several times.
[] Continue talking to the girls some more. (Limit 1 time, Ask questions if you want, other wise just small talk)
[] Weapons Range (Random Combat skill+Marksman up)
[] Office Work (Tactics/strategy&Logistics up)
[] Magic meditation/training
[] Find a Lt. Nixon and give him his Vat69 he's been asking for. (Free action)
[] Do some reading (Science, Medicine, Mechanical, Survival or Sun Tzu's Art of War)
[] Make something, Write-in(weapon, body armor, creation takes 2 hours, 1942 Tech.)
7:00 PM Mandatory Dinner time. 8-10 PM
More or less the same as above.
[] 9 PM go to the party
10 PM sleep, you wake up at 5:00 PM sharp.
[X] Yeah fine, just be sure to get food ready since I'm hungry.
-[X] The Battle Hymn of the Republic
[X] Continue talking to the girls some more. (Limit 1 time, Ask questions if you want, other wise just small talk)
[X] Office Work (Tactics/strategy&Logistics up)
[X] Magic meditation/training
[X] Find a Lt. Nixon and give him his Vat69 he's been asking for. (Free action)
[] Do some reading (Science, Medicine, Mechanical, Survival or Sun Tzu's Art of War)
[X] Yeah fine, just be sure to get food ready since I'm hungry.
-[X] The Battle Hymn of the Republic
[X] Continue talking to the girls some more. (Limit 1 time, Ask questions if you want, other wise just small talk)
[X] Office Work (Tactics/strategy&Logistics up)
[X] Magic meditation/training
[X] Find a Lt. Nixon and give him his Vat69 he's been asking for. (Free action)
[X] Do some reading (Sun Tzu's Art of War)
I'm not really picky on the song, but I do like the idea of picking up some more tactics and strategy. That and the Art of War is actually kind of entertaining to read. As for the talking and magic, it never hurts to get to know people and I figure that we should at least know the basics of what we can do regarding magic.
Depending on how much is taken from each series, male magic users may be an aberration. Unless I missed something in the thread, letting people know we have magic may lead to some interesting events.
Depending on how much is taken from each series, male magic users may be an aberration. Unless I missed something in the thread, letting people know we have magic may lead to some interesting events.
[X] Yeah fine, just be sure to get food ready since I'm hungry.
-[X] The Battle Hymn of the Republic
[X] Continue talking to the girls some more. (Limit 1 time, Ask questions if you want, other wise just small talk)
[X] Office Work (Tactics/strategy&Logistics up)
[X] Magic meditation/training
[X] Find a Lt. Nixon and give him his Vat69 he's been asking for. (Free action)
[X] Do some reading (Sun Tzu's Art of War)
You get up from your spot and turn to Marine. "Yeah fine, just be sure that the food's good since I'm hungry. So where's your girls?"
Marine cracks a smile and slaps your back. "That's a real man right there. Shame you weren't a marine. The stage is right over there. Now get going, I'll hang with your party in the meantime."
She pushes you off to the direction of the stage. You can see there's girls pulling some curtains and exposing the musical instruments. Once you're there the band members takes their spots and the choir girls greet you with a curtsy. One of them comes up, "Mr. Browning we are ready to go. Do you have a song in mind?"
"Battle Hymn of the Republic, you know that right?" The girl give you a thumbs up.
"Leave it to us. You'll be standing in over there. Oh and you're leading, okay places."
You take your place at the edge of the choir and the music begins playing. You close your eyes and sing in unison along with the choir. You slowly feel at ease as the music plays and the girls sing. They're good no doubt, you think. Eventually the song ends, followed by a moment of silence, then clapping that replaces the void.
You open your eyes and do a bow beside the others on stage. Giving a smile to the band and choir, you walk off stage and return to your table.
Miyafuji is the first to speak up, "That was great. The band, you, everything."
"Never thought you'd be a singer." Tenryuu looks at you and grins. "But is that all you can do?"
You look at Marine inquiringly, "What have you been spouting this time?"
"Oh you know, a little history about you. Like that you've been stuck as an MP. Single. Behind the Lines. Small talk." Marine does a smug grin and leans back. "Its good really that you aren't out getting shot in Europe. Back here you got an important job." She take a canteen out and takes a sip. You smell a faint tick of alcohol.
"Are you drinking?" You swipe it and take a swig. Its very faint but there's vodka in the water. A few of the girls however look at you with a shocked expression.
"The hell, Of course not. Not during my hours. You know I can't hold my liquor."
"Well your canteen been spiked with vodka." You place it in front of her. "Its faint but its there."
She looks at the canteen and stares at it for awhile. Then pats your arm, "And the man is reliable." She gets up and takes the canteen with her. "I'll be heading off. See ya." She walks out of the mess hall a bit wobbly.
You take your seat and start to talk to the girls, getting to know them better. The food finally gets done and you hangout with them a bit longer.
What you learned:
Major Sakamoto, IJN,was recruiting Witches back from Japan to supplement the 501st Joint Fighter Wing AKA the Strike Witches. Otherwise she's in charge of the girls being transferred to Europe.
Yoshika Miyafuji is indeed related to the famous scientist for improving striker technology. She's a civilian going over to Europe because of a letter she received from her deceased father. She wishes to be a doctor.
Tenryuu and Tatsuta are sister ships and are in the IJN. They're the flagships of their fleet consists of them and 4 destroyers. Their fleet and another are being transferred to Europe to help out.
Miho Nishizumi's mother ordered her to 'volunteer' to go to Europe. Her friends joined her so that she wouldn't go alone. She has a sister that also volunteered. Family affinity with tanks.
Yukari Akiyama is a lover of various armed forces. She really like that you showed her your M1911.
You learn a bit about magic from the Witches and Ship girls. They have different interpretations but is generally the same magic that you can use. You didn't mention that you could do magic.
When your watch ticks to 3 PM you excuse yourself and head back to the main section of the camp.
You drive back to the main camp where you see Lt. Nixon with someone. "Lieutenant Nixon." You find a parking spot and open your on board locker with the Vat69. You grab it and start to head to Nixon who's grinning. "Technically I should salute you, but if I did I couldn't give this to you, sir." You pass the whiskey.
"I knew I could count on you. How much do was it? Oh by the way, this is Lieutenant Welsh." Nix points to the man next him."Welsh, Browning. Don't bother saluting."
"Lieutenant Welsh. Its free, I took it from a drunk that was walking back to camp." You look to see a lot of trucks heading out from the camp. "What's up with the trucks?"
"You haven't got the word?" Welsh asks which you shake your head. "101st being moved."
You just stare at the trucks for a few moments, it sinks in, they're leaving. "Then you guys are going to Europe." You turn to Nixon. "Sobel still in charge?"
"Yeah he is. Hey Brown we gotta get going. We'll talk later." You stand in place as the two enter a building. You take one last look at the exiting trucks before returning to your jeep.
How do you feel? Your company is leaving to the front. [] A mixture of sadness and self disappointment. You never felt that you did enough for the company [] Surprise, then shock. They'll be in the front lines while you'll be here. [] Angry that you're not with them. Fucking Command.
You drive south to the supply section on the camp to the MP building where you're normally stationed. After parking you go inside and head to your squad's room where Sergeant Kerry Wordsworth (Tanned, 24, 5'11", stocky body, rough faced) is at his desk doing some paper work. He looks up to you with a 'now what' look. "What, problems already?"
"No Sergeant. What's with you?" He points to your left where you see stacks of complete paper work. Taking another look around the room you see no one else is there. "Where's everyone?"
"They fucking took almost everyone, only you and Clark are left. Command had the move orders come in at two so guess what, paper work. So why you in?"
"One of the girls sustained a minor leg injury so the escort duty was short. I wanted to check in with you to see if anything's going on."
"As you can see." He puts another paper in his finish tray. "If you aren't escorting just do whatever. I know I can trust you." He goes back to his work.
You sit down on your desk and start gathering papers to process. Most of it is transfer papers of materials being sent out to various places, ships and units. One page stands out, an requisition form from the 501st. Seems that they want the normal ammo and spare parts. The task is mundane but you get a bigger picture logistically, what goes where(placement of supplies), what units need what(Ammo, medical, fuel, what not), how it's gonna travel there if it makes it to its destination and some other subtle implications.
It is much better than going through casualty reports, shitty After-Action-Reports, and doing latrine duty. It doesn't replace the fact that you shouldn't be doing this but the lack of good personal leaves much to be desired.
The hour goes by quickly as you engross in your work, getting through a majority of the piles. "Hey Arma, thanks. You always do good work. Go take a break or something. Also if you see Clark get him back here."
"Yeah I'll do that. I'll see ya later." You grab Sun Tzu's Art of War and pocket it before leaving. You go to your assigned cot, finding it emptied expect for the beds and your locker. You go lay down and start reading the Art of War.
Highlights today: "All warfare is based on deception."
"If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles."
"One may know how to conquer without being able to do it."
In the middle of reading you take a short nap. You wake up to see that it's almost six. Putting the book away you prepare to meditate.
You channel the dormant energy within you, its weird, controllable, formless, part of it fights your will while another feels like it's trying to wrap a blanket around you. You raise your shield up.
A small black shield comes out from your hands which you start by changing its dimensions, making it larger and smaller. The amount of times you've used this is small but you've learn some things about your magic.
1. You can raise only two shields at a time before becoming exhausted.
2. A shield can be deployed and will last 10 minutes by itself.
3. You can automatically deploy it if your life is endanger.
4. You can 'stack' you magic together for better effects.
5. Your shield can be moved in whatever direction or angle you want.
6. Does not impeded your ability to shoot through it.
7. Shield is roughly 40MM of Rolled Homogeneous Armor (RHA)
If you had more time you could do more with your magic but for now your shield will do. You don't know if you can use strikers or fairy equipment, never really had the chance to try them out.
Eventually your watch reads 7. You get up and go to the mess hall. Nothing interesting of note expect its much more emptier. You do get a note from Jesus that Moe had to cancel the party since he was being deployed. Well there goes almost everybody.
Gains:
+1.7 to tactics/strategy & Logistics
+1 Speech
+2 Magic
+1 skill point
[] Use
[] Save
What do you do now? 2 actions, 8-10 PM
[] Magic meditation/training
[] Do some reading (Science, Medicine, Mechanical, Survival or Sun Tzu's Art of War)
[] Make something, Write-in(weapon, body armor, creation takes 2 hours, 1942 Tech.)
[] MP patrol
[] Write-in
Do you dream? [] Of the good times, Family, friends, Easy Company (Kinda), the girls you've met. Good things. At least try to. [] No, Nothing comes up. [] Some say its nightmares. To you it's memories. (Choose 1, also choose if you want it to be a story or scenario meaning you play it.) - [] Remember Tococa, those Neuroi bastards
- [] Remember the Nazi scum
- [] Remember the Abyssal fucks
AN: I might get another update in if I don't work today but don't count on it.
[X] Surprise, then shock. They'll be in the front lines while you'll be here.
[X] Save
[X] Magic meditation/training
[X] MP patrol
[X] Of the good times, Family, friends, Easy Company (Kinda), the girls you've met. Good things. At least try to.
[X] A mixture of sadness and self disappointment. You never felt that you did enough for the company [X] Of the good times, Family, friends, Easy Company (Kinda), the girls you've met. Good things. At least try to.
[X] Surprise, then shock. They'll be in the front lines while you'll be here.
[X] Save
[X] Magic meditation/training
[X] MP patrol
[X] Of the good times, Family, friends, Easy Company (Kinda), the girls you've met. Good things. At least try to.
[X] A mixture of sadness and self disappointment. You never felt that you did enough for the company
Vs.
[X] Surprise, then shock. They'll be in the front lines while you'll be here.
[X] Surprise, then shock. They'll be in the front lines while you'll be here.
[X] Save
[X] Magic meditation/training
[X] MP patrol
[X] Of the good times, Family, friends, Easy Company (Kinda), the girls you've met. Good things. At least try to.
Quick comment regarding the poll: Being of Irish decent I found Druid very tempting, but I feel like it's too closely tied with nature magic in particular and that Wizard is a better title for general use.
Also, why Magus? Why not Mage? Or Magi? Or... I dunno, Wise Man? Seriously, is Magus even a word? According to google, Magus is was the title used by priests in the ancient Persian Empire. Still don't see why a self-respecting spell-slinger would use it.
Quick comment regarding the poll: I decided that Wizard would make the most sense In-Universe, but being of Irish decent I found Druid very tempting.
Also, why Magus? Why not Mage? Or Magi? Or... I dunno, Wise Man? Seriously, is Magus even a word? According to google, Magus is the title used by priests in the ancient Persian Empire. Still don't see why a self-respecting spell-slinger would use it.
[X] Surprise, then shock. They'll be in the front lines while you'll be here.
[X] Save
[X] Magic meditation/training
[X] MP patrol [X] Of the good times, Family, friends, Easy Company (Kinda), the girls you've met. Good things. At least try to.
You return to the cot after finishing dinner. You raise a shield again but this time changing how strong it is. Once one is deployed, you attempt some light punches at it which it recoils a bit. You start going for full strength punches and kicks but the shield holds in place only swaying from its spot.
You summon a full shield and bash it against the other. It visually shatters on impact but doesn't leave a sound when you do so. You decide it would be best that you just martial arts against the shield. You continue on for about 30 minutes before stopping short of fatigue.
You rest till you feel that you have enough vigor in you to do a patrol.
You open your locker and take out your gear:
Thompson M1A1, some 30 round magazines, helmet, multi-tool, handcuffs, aid kits, canteen, your main pistol M1911A1 double stacked and your back up pistol, a Browning Hi-Power 9mm.
You walk into the dark camp with only a few lights lit. You start patrolling along the warehouse, the empty pathways and very distant insect sounds are your only company.
Time ticks away with nothing to note as you pass empty buildings and tents. Eventually you see another MP who nods at you when you pass.
Your patrol around the warehouse ends with nothing to note. As you return to the MP building you see Tenryuu and the Major walking out. They turn towards you before stopping when they see you.
"Major, Tenryuu. What's up?" Ask when you're close enough.
"Just in time Browning. We got a message from our superiors that they'll be at port by tomorrow morning. We have to be there to greet them. You'll be with us, sorry about that." The Major looks apologetic for some reason.
"Its no issue. They know what time they'll be in?"
"They wrote down about 8-9." Tenryuu hands you a parcel written in Japanese. You look at it then at her, tilting your head like you're suppose to know what it says. She realizes it and takes it back blushing hard.
The Major just smiles. "Browning, you mind coming early in the morning? it'd be easier to have you with us when we go out."
"Yeah no problem. Is there anything else?"
"That's about it. We'll see you in the morning. Good night." The Major and Tenryuu bow down to you, weird, but you return one. They get on a plain jeep and depart.
You go inside to your squad's room, finding the light still on and the Sergeant sleeping over his desk. You look over the papers, most of them are finished except for a small stack. You put down your Tommy and take the stack to your desk. You go through the pile quickly, it's mostly miscellaneous stuff.
You finish what you can, the rest has to be done by an officer. You place them in a different tray before checking the Sergeant. He's out cold so you carry him to the couch and put his coat over him.
You grab your SMG and return to your cot. You drop off your equipment and head for the showers. You finish your business and come back. The camp is fairly quiet with the sounds of moving trucks.
You lay in bed, shifting and shuffling side to side before succumbing to sleep.
Your dreams are fuzzy. You can't remember your parents faces but you recall some things about them. They were rich, traveling nomads that saw much of the world. They stopped traveling for awhile when you, your twin bother and your younger sisters were born. Once you reach about seven to eight they started to travel again.
Another fuzzy dream, Easy Company. Training, running Currahee along with the others. Fucking Sobel's bullshit yelling, for fuck sake's I'm carrying medical equipment and a flamethrower yet you want me to carry more!? The spaghetti crap, you're lucky that you were one of the last to be served. Talking with the guys, good people.
Memories of today. Yukari started gushing when you showed your M1911 like saying she wasn't worthy of seeing it. Then you showed the girls that you could disassemble and reassemble while blind folded. You taught them a bit about small arms, at least you hope so. You did mouth off that without ammo a firearm is just a heavy paper weight.
Tenryuu and Tatsuta are tough, arm wrestling them was difficult so they won in the end. Major when she didn't use her magic was easy, but with you could barely hold before giving when you did.
Nishizumi and her friends talked about tanks. Panzer IV's, Sherman's, Tigers and such. You told them what you knew about them which is hearsay.
You wake up with a light shining on you and a hand shaking your shoulder. "Wake up Arma. I need you now." You hear your Sergeant's voice so you rub your eyes before opening them. "Hurry up and get geared, we have a situation." You hear the flashlight click and the light goes away.
You roll out of bed, your back collides with the ground. The pain wakes you up immediately that you get up and start grabbing your gear. "Wait what do I need?" You look over and ask the Sergeant. He merely taps his Thompson's magazine. You start grabbing what you have, a small backpack, a shoulder bag and what ever you can stuff in them. "Sergeant I don't have everything."
"There's more in the jeep. Come on let's move." He walks out in a hurry. You take what you can and head out behind him to see that its still dark outside. "Private Greene about time you joined us. Get on the .50. Arma you're shotgun. Lets move it people." He mounts on the drivers seat turning the lights and engines on. You quickly get in the passenger seat then you look back to find several ammo boxes.
Clark Greene (young, 18, baby face, red hair, brown eyes, 5'4") looks at you in disbelief, throwing his free hand from his M1 Carbine in the air. "I wake up to New Years to this shit." He jumps on the back with a scowl on his face. The Sergeant floors it before Greene sits down and has to hold the extra wheel for stability.
You finish gearing up so you look to Kerry, "What's going on Sergeant?"
"Yeah why did I get a pillow with a note thrown at me this fucking early in the morning. It's only 4:30." Greene sits closer to the front, you can see his eyes are a bit red.
"Shore Patrol found a Abyss transport submarine, small. They don't know what it held since it was broken up at shore. They think it's a commando group. Trackers found footprints going west to the forest that's east of the women's camp so that means we're on station."
"What's with the no alarms then?" Greene asks while opening a breakfast K-ration. He passes another one to you.
"The higher ups probably wanna keep this on the low ground. You know some important foreigners are suppose to come today. Imagine how the US would look if we couldn't protect our borders."
"So what do we know?" You ask as you break out the crackers.
"Not a lot. We know a platoon of National Guard that's going to sweep the forest from the east. We're going to from the west. We're to get them at a pincer."
"Do we have coms with them?" You hear Greene tap something so you look behind to see the portable radio.
"Clark you're carrying the radio, Arma you're lead scout." Sarge takes the left turn extremely hard, the Gs almost throw you off the Jeep.
"Wait they're just sending us?" Greene shouts out.
"Yeah. Everyone else is in reserve to defend the camp and the surrounding towns. Listen, we're just scouts so we just find them, radio in and just do support okay. If we don't find them we link up with the Guard. Simple."
"Bullshit." You quietly utter to your right. The women's checkpoint comes up and Sarge blazes through it. You look back to see that it was unmanned.
Kerry parks the jeep nearest to the forest. You finish your breakfast before double checking your gear. Thompson, Pistols, grenades, tools, knife, canteen, K-ration, ammo, medical supplies.
With everything ready you cock your Chicago Typewriter and pistols and leave them on safe. The squad and you start to head into trees.
Before going you hear some footsteps behind you. You quickly go fall back on your training, you flip the Thompson to fire and pivot your body left. You going into a firing stance pointing your weapon at the sound. The instant you sea Major Sakamoto you move your trigger finger and lower your weapon.
Sakamoto just looks at you and makes a nervous laugh. "I didn't think you'd come this early Specialist. You have one hell of a blood lust. What bring you here?"
Sergeant Wordsworth start to come back to speak to her but you decide to spit it out. "Major we have trouble."
Her face darkens and stares at you. "Let me retrieve my sword." She dashes to her room.
"Arma I didn't..."
"You know better than to argue with a Witch." You look at him and he just sighs.
"Yeah I know."
Current Squad Makeup:
Arma-Lead Scout
Sergeant Wordsworth-Squad Lead
Private Greene-Radio Operator
Major Sakamoto-Witch
Recruit more people?
[] Tenryuu (Rigging has no ammo, has her sword)
[] Tatsuta (Rigging has no ammo, has her spear)
[] Yoshika Miyafuji (Medical, magic)
[] Nishizumi's crew (Can be put to crew jeeps)
As lead scout where do you go to and how. (If you want ex. Northeast just check the two)
Direction
[] North
[] East
[] South
How.
[] Ninja scouting, you're slightly beyond line of sight of the squad to maximize your stealth along the squad and limit possible detection
[] Normal scouting, you're in LOS of the squad and have the squad's whole firepower to bear when needed.
[] Solo Ninja, bring a radio and go in much farther ahead of everyone. Max sneak factor
[] Write-in
Current: ✔HP-100% ✔Stamina-100% ✔Magic-100% Mode/Auto
☒Guns: 25 ☒Explosives: 25 ☒Melee: 20 ☒Unarmed: 25.8
☒Medicine: 35 ☒Mechanical: 40 ☒Science: 40 ☒Sneak: 30
☒Survival: 30 ☒Speech: 36 ☒Driver: 25 ☒Pilot: 5
☒Marksman: 65 ☒Tactics/Strategy: 56.7 ☒Logistics: 77.5 ☒Magic: 7.5
Magic Shield-~40mm RHA, maneuverable, deployable, limit to two at a time, automatic unless you wish to change it.
Any Qs just post them, I'll get to them eventually.
[X] Yoshika Miyafuji (Medical, magic)
[X] Nishizumi's crew (Can be put to crew jeeps)
[X] Tatsuta (Rigging has no ammo, has her spear)
[X] South
[X] Ninja scouting, you're slightly beyond line of sight of the squad to maximize your stealth along the squad and limit possible detection
