ABS FIESTA - LOCKED EDITION

[Swat 3]

I walk back over to the commotion and sit at the table adjacent to the conversation.

Oh boy, I hope they aren't talking about me. I just recently came out to myself... they don't need to know. Oh god no my reputation... I have to be good... and nice. Some people think I am stupid or shy just because of my looks... oh my god why am I gay.

I start to cry. Apparently to those viewing, they would see me crying for a reason that would be along the lines of "you are talking about my gayness".

[Ad Bot]

[Gojira]

"Why are you crying? Are you okay?" I ask the crying man whose name I still do not know.

[Swat 3]

I look towards the man who asked the question, quickly wipe away my tears, and promptly scoot away from the main group to the end of my table.


Oh my god why am I going into my shell.

[mlockha]

I look towards the man who asked the question, quickly wipe away my tears, and promptly scoot away from the main group to the end of my table.


Oh my god why am I going into my shell.

Obrad gets up and walks to Rye's table.
"Listen, you do not need to cry. We were joking with you. It is what friends do."

[Mr. Hurricane]

"It might be harsh but it's in good nature," I add to Obrad's statement.

[Comatose]

I quietly walk into the lunchroom, and spot the 514th sitting at a table. Without grabbing food, I walk over to join them and sit down with a slight wave. I fish into my pocket, pulling out my battered and dog-eared flight manual before beginning to read it, eavesdropping slightly on the conversation toward the end of the table.


ABS FIESTA = anti-lock braking system party

[Qwepir]

ABS FIESTA = anti-lock braking system party

A Big Stupid loving Idiot Eggplant Shooting The Air

[ZombiLoin]

A Bodacious Shrew loving In Existential Trails of Agony

[Comatose]

Amazing Boxcutter Sheathes For Investors Eating stuffty Thai Arapaima

[Operator¹]

I finish cleaning my plane and grab some tools from a locker in the hangar.

[Gojira]

I finish my food but stay at the table.

[xxxxkill]

Oh no I appear to have dropped my timeskip all around here. My bad.

[Time: 0315, Valhalla Airbase, 7/25/9802]

"Mjolnir team report to the briefing room for next mission. Repeat, Mjolnir team report to the briefing room ASAP."
Gee I wonder what this announcement could possibly be about.

[Gojira]

I head to the briefing room and wonder what the mission is.

[Comatose]

I look up from my manual as the speaker crackles to life, requesting our presence in the briefing room. I close my book, and slip it back in my pocket before standing up and walking to the briefing room.

[Operator¹]

I close up a panel on my plane and return the tools to the bench, and then I head towards the briefing room.