>>2633077
>Guess you better go face your fate.

>>2633077
>Other
I would like a buff loli.

>>2633077
>Guess you better go face your fate.

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>>2633077
>>Guess you better go face your fate.

Three words: "No more lewds."

>>2633077
>Guess you better go face your fate

Anything else would be cowardice.

>>2633077
>>Guess you better go face your fate.

>>2633092
Seconding the buff loli.

>>2633077
>Guess you better go face your fate
Go down swinging, as is pilot tradition.

>>2633077
>>Guess you better go face your fate.
TIME FOR DECULTURE!

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>>2633077
You just take a deep breath and begin your long funeral march up the command section of the Pacifica, where Dorothea was waiting. You figure that you had better go face your fate and go down swinging, as any pilot worth their salt would.

"Don't worry! I'll take good care of your Valkyrie after you die horribly!" Lara shouts helpfully.

"Thanks, Lara." You sigh.

It feels like hours have passed by the time you reach Dorothea's office, the cold steel door with her name stenciled on it seemingly mocking you as you stared at it. Finally, you muster up your courage and give the door a solid knock.

It instantly slides open, revealing Dorothea's almost needlessly elegant workspace. And of course, there was Dorothea herself, sitting at her desk, her face...

>Cold and emotionless. The epitome of British stoicism.
>Crimson red from a combination of fury and embarrassment.
>Exasperated, like having to scold a misbehaving child.
>Other

>>2633239
>Crimson red from a combination of fury and embarrassment.


Maybe she wouldn't be upset if we chose chibi Dorodoro?

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>>2633246

>>2633239
>Cold and emotionless. The epitome of British stoicism.

>>2633239
>>Crimson red from a combination of fury and embarrassment.

>>2633239
>Cold and emotionless. The epitome of British stoicism.

>>2633239
>>Cold and emotionless. The epitome of British stoicism.

>>2633239
>Crimson red from a combination of fury and embarrassment.

>>2633239
>>Cold and emotionless. The epitome of British stoicism.

>>2633239
>Exasperated, like having to scold a misbehaving child.

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>>2633246
At least the nose art wasn't risque.

>>2633239
>>Exasperated, like having to scold a misbehaving child.

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>>2633239
Dorothea was exhibiting that typical cold and emotionless British stoicism her people were famous for. Her reddish amber eyes were locked on to you like a heat seeking missile, tracking your every move and facial expression, looking for an avenue of attack she could exploit.

She was actually kinda scary like this.

"Well?" She says simply, hands clasped in front of her face like some sort of diabolical scheming villain. "Care to explain yourself?"

>Play dumb just to mess with her.
>Tell her it was all in good fun.
>It was totally Lara's idea. Totally.
>Other

>>2633239
>Cold and emotionless. The epitome of British stoicism.

And pray that she just has a masterful poker face

>>2633315
>Tell her it was all in good fun.
Also
Lara's idea, I agreed, but her idea.

She can burn with us, but we're not throwing her under the bus

>>2633318
Are you implying that she has a kink for watching us squirm like a worm, or for the thrill of her reputation being marred?

>>2633315
>>Tell her it was all in good fun.

>>2633315
>>It was totally Lara's idea. Totally.

>>2633315
>>Tell her it was all in good fun.

>>2633315
>>Play dumb just to mess with her.
"We believed hijacking the Zentradi flagship to make use of their weaponry was a sound plan - oh you were referring to the good luck charm we painted on the Valkyrie? "

>>2633315
>>Play dumb just to mess with her.

>>2633315
>Tell her it was all in good fun.

>>2633324
The only path to victory against pilots is to mess with them harder than they can mess with you.

Assert Shenanigan Dominance.

>>2633315
>Tell her it was to raise morale within yourself

>>2633315
>Tell her it was all in good fun.

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>>2633315
"It was all in good fun, Dorothea, honest." You say, trying to exude as much innocent sincerity as you can.

"Mhm." Dorothea only gives the slightest of nods, still glaring at you. "I'm sure it was very fun painting a caricature of your own Admiral on the side of your Valkyrie as if she were some sort of cheap plaything, yes?"

You... you were pretty sure Dorothea was just being sarcastic and was merely messing with you but... shit, that stoicism of hers was so convincing that it was leaving you second guessing yourself.

>Stand firm. It was totally innocent and served to improve morale, anyways.
>Apologize and plead for mercy.
>Try to out-stoic her!
>Other

>>2633387
>>Stand firm. It was totally innocent and served to improve morale, anyways.

>>Try to out-stoic her!

>>2633387

>Try to out-stoic her!

>>2633387
>>Stand firm. It was totally innocent and served to improve morale, anyways.

>>2633387
>Stand firm. It was totally innocent and served to improve morale, anyways.
>Try to out-stoic her!

>>2633387
>Stand firm. It was totally innocent and served to improve morale, anyways.

Get Lara up here now!

>>2633387
>>Stand firm. It was totally innocent and served to improve morale, anyways.
>>Try to out-stoic her!

>>2633387
>Stand firm. It was totally innocent and served to improve morale, anyways.

>>2633387
>>Stand firm. It was totally innocent and served to improve morale, anyways.
>Other
"It's a good luck charm!"

>>2633387
>Nonsense, pinups are a long honored tradition. They give us pilots hope for a safe return and keep us company on the battlefield.

>>2633387
>>Try to out-stoic her!
At least it wasn't her in a bikini, or clad in only a towel.

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>>2633387
You just stand firm, straightening your posture and putting yourself at attention, like a soldier at a parade drill. Two could play the stoic game, after all.

"Admiral, such a simple pinup did not cause any active harm to the fleet, and in fact greatly improved morale among the crew. I thought you would appreciate that."

"Oh?" Dorothea's eyebrow raises ever so slightly, apparently accepting your challenge.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2633485
Here comes the pain!

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2633485

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2633485
>>2633493
WHY?!

>>2633493
You've lost that loving feeling. . .

>>2633497
>>2633493
Well, we lost the opportunity for Dorothea of dressing up for us in private for a while.

>>2633496
>>2633497
>>2633518
She's going to be an art critic and complain about the artwork and unflattering proportions.

>>2633493
Man, we are the worst spec ops guy.

>>2633531
We spec ops, not social butterfly. Our specialty is killing things and completing missions, not dealing with people.

>>2633539
We should have had at least some training resisting interrogation.

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>>2633485
You do your best to maintain your composure, but you're playing in Dorothea's territory now, and she was far better at maintaining a poker face than you were. FAR better. Your brow begins to sweat as your body unconsciously stresses out, the flight or fight response surging through your nerves.

It's at this moment Dorothea picks her time to strike, calmly standing up from her desk and marching over, hovering her face mere inches from yours, still giving you that blank stare like a drill instructor. You instinctively recoil backwards, ancient instincts screaming danger in your ear.

And then she bursts into laughter.

"My god, it looks like you're about to wet yourself!" She snickers.

"W-what?" You blink.

"You didn't SERIOUSLY think I was mad at you over something as trivial as a pinup, right?" Dorothea raises an eyebrow at you.

>Of course not!
>You were pretty damn convincing.
>So, that means you like it?
>Other

>>2633579
>>You were pretty damn convincing.

>>2633579
>You were pretty damn convincing.
She’s so best it’s not even funny

>>2633579
>So, that means you like it?

Should we do a lewd one next?

>>2633579
>You were pretty damn convincing.

>>2633579
>>You were pretty damn convincing.

>>2633579
>So, that means you like it?

>>2633586
As long as it has convenient censoring.

>>2633586
of Lara and the admiral sure thing

>>2633579
>>You were pretty damn convincing.
>>Other
Want to model for the next one?

>>2633594
>>2633597
Swimsuits, maid, or lingerie?

>>2633626
Meido swimsuits

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>>2633626
What about athletic wear, or maybe even sexy pilot suits?

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>>2633579
"You were pretty damn convincing." You admit.

"Hmph, well, I AM an Admiral, after all." Dorothea gives a smug smile before pulling away. "Besides, I had to give the impression to the rest of the crew that I didn't officially give you clearance for that pinup."

"Need to maintain that veneer of professionalism, huh?" You sigh as you plop down in one of the very intricate wooden chairs in her office.

"Of course." Dorothea nods as she pours two cups of tea from her tea set, the water still steaming hot. "It's part of my duty as an admiral, after all. Plus, I'm sure my 'displeasure' is only going to earn you more respect among the general crew, so it's a win for both of us."

"Always thinking three steps ahead, aren't you?" You chuckle as you accept the teacup she hands you.

"Another duty of an admiral." Dorothea sighs as she casually sits on your lap, sipping her tea as if nothing odd at all was happening.

>Um, is this really okay?
>Just roll with it.
>Other

>>2633645
>Just roll with it.
>Other

Try to ignore how soft her butt is. So we totally know her three sizes, right?

>>2633645
>Just roll with it.

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>>2633645
>Just roll with it.

>>2633645
>>Just roll with it.

>>2633645
>>Just roll with it.

Try to suppress boner.

>>2633645
>>Just roll with it.

>Try to suppress boner.
>Boner supression failed.
>Activating Boner.EXE

>>2633645
>>Just roll with it.
>>2633651
Our eyes scanned her when we went shopping the other day.

>>2633667
At this rate, I wouldn't be surprised if we fade to black, and come back to find ourselves wearing nothing but Admiral's hat while Dorothea's clad in only our shirt.

>>2633667
Bridge bunnies', Lara's and Amy's ears glued to the door.

Karla doesn't need to because she's bugged the whole room

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>>2633645
You decide to roll with this unexpected development. Well, as best as you could, at least.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2633710
Nat 20 plz

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2633710

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2633710
Initiate Boner Hiding Program!

>>2633714
Oh god, she feels our raging beast doesn't she?

>>2633714
I'm not sorry

>>2633714
Well then, I believe the spaghetti has been spilt.

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>>2633714
Time to die of embarrassment as she teases us.

>>2633720
>inb4 we both decide to fuck here and now as part of a victory celebration for a hard fought battle.

>>2633714
https://youtu.be/CFT0jGibz80?t=2m10s
Whoa that loving feeling. . .

>>2633730
Is it a safe day?

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>>2633710
"Hm, you still have plenty of stamina left, I see." Dorothea says simply, still sipping casually at her team.

Wait, what's she talking about-

No.

Noooooooooo.

She didn't actually feel-

"Unfortunately, we don't have time for something like that right now." Dorothea smirks as she stands back up, making sure to brush her rear all across your lap as she does so. "I'm expecting a rather important call soon."

"From who?" You gulp, still staying seated to protect what little dignity you had left.

"High Command, who else?" Dorothea grunts. "I don't expect good things from them, given the timing."

"Maybe they're impressed with your performance?" You wonder.

"Success in the battlefield is often a double edged sword." Dorothea replies, as if reciting an ancient proverb. "Anyways, you're free to go now. I just wanted to see you before having to deal with this unpleasantness..."

>You should stay and overhear this call.
>You better get going.
>Other

>>2633747
>You better get going.

>>2633747
>>You better get going.

>>2633747
>Other
Hug the admiral before leaving.
Try not to hump her while doing so.
Actually leave before we actually piss off the admiral.
Optional:Hit the Showers

>>2633747
>You better get going.

>>2633747
>You better get going.

>>2633747
>>You better get going.
>>Other
Tell her to tell us about the call when she's done.
Also try and find a tiny admiral's hat to hide the tent.

>>2633747
>>You better get going.
“I’ll be in my bunk”

>>2633747
>You better get going.

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>>2633747
"Right, I'll get going then." You say as you give Dorothea a quick kiss on the cheek. Couldn't very well leave with her having the last shot.

"Don't get into too much trouble." Dorothea smiles warmly as you salute and make your exit.

It's only when you're back in the hallway that you actually remember to breathe. That was seriously... SOMETHING that happened in there.

What were you going to do now?

>Go see how Amy is doing.
>Go get drunk with Lara.
>Go take a long, LONG shower.
>Other

>>2633800
>>Go take a long, LONG shower.

Get rid of our shame, and hope nobody shares our shower.

>>2633800
>Go see how Amy is doing.

>>2633800
>Go take a long, LONG shower

>>2633800
>Go take a long, LONG shower.

>>2633800
>Go take a long, LONG shower.

>>2633800
>>Go take a long, LONG shower.

>>2633800
>Go see how Amy is doing.

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>>2633800
You beat a hasty retreat back to your quarters, where decide it's time for a nice, long, and very cold shower.

The cool water does wonders to calm you down, giving you time to think properly.

You've managed to push the Zentradi out of Torman Fields but... now what? Would you just return to Nabaal and wait for the Zentradi to make their next move? Or would Dorothea finally be convinced that more aggressive action be taken? Would the Zentradi even come back after such a bloody nosed defeat?

You're still left wondering what comes next when you think you hear a knock on your door.

>Ignore it for now. You're busy.
>You should go answer it.
>Other

>>2633843
>You should go answer it.

>>2633843
>You should go answer it.

>>2633843
>You should go answer it.

>>2633843
>You should go answer it.

>>2633843
>This shower booth is occupied!

>>2633843
>>You should go answer it.

>>2633843
>>You should go answer it.

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>>2633843
Damn, well, you had to get out anyways. You quickly turn off the water, dry yourself off, and get dressed ins some basic fatigues before stumbling over to the door. You hit the control panel and the door slides open to reveal... Rin, of all people.

"Hello!" She smiles cheerfully, holding a little, brightly colored bag. "Do you have a little time to talk?"

What was RIn doing here, and why did she want to talk to you...?

>Now is not the best time.
>Sure, come on in.
>Other

>>2633881
>>Sure, come on in.

>>2633881
>>Sure, come on in.

>>2633881 #
>>Sure, come on in.

wtf is with the captcha, I had to do like 7 of the fucking sign selection things

>>2633881
>Sure, come on in.

>>2633881
>>Sure, come on in.
Beware of strange idols!

>>2633881
>Sure, come on in.

>>2633881
>Sure, come on in.

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>>2633881
"Sure, come on in." You say, still a bit confused as to why Rin was here, of all places.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I'm here." Rin smiles, handing you the bag. "Just some cookies, as a gift."

"Um, thanks." You say awkwardly, taking the bag as Rin sits down on your bed, bouncing up and down on it a bit as if testing it. "So uh, what is this about, again?"

"I'm actually here to talk about Amy, of course!" Rin smiles. "What else?"

"And you want to talk about this to just me because...?"

"I think Amy is going to be in danger." Rin's smile disappears. "And not just from the Zentradi."

>What, really?
>I sort of suspected this for a while now.
>Other

>>2633924
>I sort of suspected this for a while now.
Other than the Zentradi and the anti-colonial agitators, I guess other groups are taking notice too.

>>2633924
>>I sort of suspected this for a while now.

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>>2633924
>>I sort of suspected this for a while now.

And who would be our suspect?

>>2633924
>I sort of suspected this for a while now.

>>2633924
>What, really?

>>2633924
>I already know that, what with the attempted kidnappers and her ability to link with the Vajra.

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>>2633928
SPESS BELKA

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>>2633924
"I sort of suspected this for a while already." You narrow your eyes. "And how did you come across this information?"

"SMS has its own intelligence division, after all." Rin shrugs innocently. "And sometimes they don't pay close attention to what they say when a very cute idol is around, you know?"

You are sort of getting the feeling that Rin was far more dangerous than she appeared.

"All right, so what sort of danger is Amy supposed to be in?" You frown. "I already know there's some colonial agitators that want to use her for their own ends."

"They're not the only ones." Rin shifts around a little uncomfortably. "The thing is, after all these successful battles and performances, Amy is bringing in results, and that attracts attention, especially from higher up. There's... certain factions in NUNS who feel Amy would be better suited on other fronts..."

"They want to transfer her away?" You grimace.

"It's an idea being floated around." Rin says. "I just thought you and your Admiral should know."

"Thanks, I really appreciate it." You grin.

"Well, us idols need to help each other out, right?" Rin winks. "I really should be going now-"

And that's when your phone beeps from a new message. You instinctively check it and see a message from Amy, wondering where the hell you were.

>Let Rin go on her way.
>Maybe Rin and Amy can hang out for a bit.
>Other

>>2633924
>I sort of suspected this for a while now.
So, I assume we're telling her about all the times she's been stalked, right?

>>2633944
>Let Rin go on her way.

>>2633944
>Let Rin go on her way.

>>2633944
>>Let Rin go on her way.
Let’s see how Amy’s doing.

>>2633944
>>Let Rin go on her way.

>>2633952
I wouldn't be surprised if Amy is imagining all the potential punishment Dorothea is putting us through.

>>2633944
>Maybe Rin and Amy can hang out for a bit.

>>2633944
>>Let Rin go on her way.

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>>2633944
"All right, thanks for everything." You say as Rin gets up.

"It's no problem, really." Rin assures you as she heads for the door and pauses. "Maybe you'll come to one of my concerts someday?"

>Of course.
>Trying to steal me away from Amy, are you?
>Other

>>2633968
>>Of course.

>>2633968
>Trying to steal me away from Amy, are you?

>>2633968
>Trying to steal me away from Amy, are you?

>>2633968
>>Of course.

>>2633968
>>Of course.

>>2633968
>Trying to steal me away from Amy, are you?

>>2633968
>Trying to steal me away from Amy, are you?

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>>2633968
Looks like we've got a tie, so rolling it off!

1. Of course
2. Stealing

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>>2633999
...

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>>2634004
"Trying to steal me away from Amy, are you?" You chuckle.

"Never! I wouldn't tease her like that!" Rin giggles before taking her leave with one final wave.

And almost as if things were perfectly timed, just barely seconds after Rin heads off, you get another knock at your door. Of course it was Amy.

"Hey, Cap!" Amy smiles, standing there with arm hooked around a nervous looking Cole.

Wait, they were letting Cole wander around freely now?

"Wait! Lemme explain!" Amy says quickly. "It looked like she calmed down a whole lot after the battle, so I figured, maybe she wasn't all that bad or anything, you know...?"

You take one look at Cole, you just looks curiously back at you. A far cry from the almost feral creature you had to deal with when you first captured her.

Still...

>You suppose you can let this slide.
>What Amy did was very irresponsible.
>You still had some unfinished business with Cole.
>Other

>>2634013
>What Amy did was very irresponsible.

>>2634013
>>What Amy did was very irresponsible.

>>2634013
>What Amy did was very irresponsible.
>But you suppose you can let this slide.

>>2634013
>What Amy did was very irresponsible.
>But you suppose you can let this slide.

>>2634013
>What Amy did was very irresponsible.
>You suppose you can let this slide.

>>2634026
>>What Amy did was very irresponsible.
But you suppose you can let this slide.

We haven’t bathed, groomed or dressed CL yet, right?

>>2634013
>You suppose you can let this slide.
>What Amy did was very irresponsible.

“You should at least let someone know.”

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>>2634013
"Amy. You say in a scolding tone. "You do know that Cole still a potential security threat?"

"But, Cap! Look at her!" Amy pushes Cole forward, who seems to be taken by surprise.

"H-h-hey!" She yelps.

Huh, she did seem to be much less violent than before. Maybe Amy's songs really did have a significant effect on her? Regardless, this was still a huge risk.

"All right, I suppose I can let this slide." You grunt. "Now get in before anybody sees."

The girls quickly shuffle inside as you close the door behind them, making sure to check if anybody was looking before withdrawing back inside.

"Heeeeey." Amy frowns as she sees Rin's gift bag lying on your bed. "What the heck is this? Cookies? From who?"

Damn, should you tell her that Rin was here...?

>Rin
>Dorothea
>Lara
>Nobody in particular.
>Other

>>2634060
>Rin

>>2634060
>It was me, Amy! It was me ALL ALONG!

>>2634060
>Rin
>I'm sorry Amy, I've been seeing other idols

>>2634060
>>Rin
Rin dropped by and passed them to me as a gift, you want some?

>>2634060
>>Rin

>>2634060
>Rin left them for us both.

>>2634060
>Rin

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>>2634060
"Oh, Rin stopped by and left those for us." You say simply. There wasn't really much reason to lie about this sort of thing, after all.

"Oh sweet! Cookies!" Amy grins as she snatches up the bag. "You won't mind if Cole has one, right?"

"Has Cole ever had a cookie before?" Your raise an eyebrow.

"Ummm, I don't know." Amy looks to Cole. "Have you?"

"I don't even know what a cookie is." Cole says simply.

>Well we can't have that. Force feed them to her if necessary!
>Let's not keep giving her new foods to try.
>Other

>>2634077
>>Well we can't have that. Force feed them to her if necessary!
Break her in with DECULTURE

>>2634077
>Well we can't have that. Force feed them to her if necessary!

>>2634077
>Well we can't have that. Force feed them to her if necessary!

>>2634077
>>Well we can't have that. Force feed them to her if necessary!

>inb4 Admiral puts Cole through numerous lessons on how to be a proper lady.

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>>2634077
...

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>>2634097
"You know what's a good idea, Amy." You nod as you pull a cookie out of the bag. Chocolate chip. Of course. "Open wide, Cole."

"Wha-" Cole sputters but doesn't have a chance to finish as you take the opportunity to jam the cookie into her open mouth.

Cole's open wide and her pupils seem to dilate as she gets a proper taste of the cookie, before emitting a high pitched squeal as she munches down the rest of the cookie like a wood chipper.

"More! More!" Cole says enthusiastically as she grabs at the goodie bag.

"Hey! I haven't had one yet!" Amy grunts as she snatches the bag away from you first.

You can't help but smile at watching Amy and Cole squabbling over the remaining cookies when your phone rings. Both girls are too distracted with Rin's sweets to notice, so you turn around and pick up.

"Dorothea?" You ask, glancing at the call ID.

"Get to the briefing room." Dorothea says grimly. "There's a lot of news, a not a lot of it is good."

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week! And don't forget Frontier Knight on Saturday!

>>2634105
Uh oh, seems like Doro's meeting with High Command didn't go all that well.

Thanks for running Merc!

SEE YOU NEXT DECULTURE

>>2634105
See you next time, Merc!

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>>2634105
Until next week boss man!

Beach deito when?

>>2634105
See you Tomorrow!

I hope that Doro didn't misinterpret our Little Neumann being at attention after that stoic test as a thing we're into.

>>2634113
>Beach deito when?
We already did one.

>>2634114
Too late. Get ready for the riding crop.