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I'm just inches away from your face. Close enough to where you can see all the individual scratches in my visor

"I smell a filthy loving lie. Someone is dead because YOU said something in some particular ORDER that upset those loving meatheads with guns!"

I spin around and storm to where the hostages were at. I really hope i don't know this person.

I go to see what the loud noise was. On the way out I note a hole in the roof of one of the shorter buildings and go to investigate inside.

I yell at her, as she storms off.

"Now why in the forget would I do that?"



the answer is the loss of Steele making him not really give a stuff anymore

the answer is the loss of Steele making him not really give a stuff anymore
wow scumbag

I spin around and storm to where the hostages were at. I really hope i don't know this person.
Three people have been killed as a direct result of the utterly abysmal attempt at negotiation. One Mercanan airman, one of Raiden flight's pilots, and TSgt Takamichi.


wow scumbag
steele was like
the best pilot that mjolnir had
and jun's best friend or something

Three people have been killed as a direct result of the utterly abysmal attempt at negotiation. One Mercanan airman, one of Raiden flight's pilots, and TSgt Takamichi.
gg no re

"these people never stood a chance...it's like Palestra all loving over again."

I look around and shout at the top of my lungs.

"DOES ANYONE IN HERE KNOW WHAT THIS MAN ACTUALLY SAID."


huit black magic marks targets for death for other huits, regardless of allegiance, to kill. the magazine marked nosebitch.

anyway

🎵ding dong the witch is dead🎵

I step away from the carnage and walk back to the barracks.
"So much death."

I look around for the technician that assisted me.

"DOES ANYONE IN HERE KNOW WHAT THIS MAN ACTUALLY SAID."
You receive a bunch of shrugs.
: All the wrong things, it looks like. He's not fooling me. Huits may be a pack of barbarians, but I've never seen a fuse that short.

I look around for the technician that assisted me.
Airman Yukamo shows up in the doorway to see what the shouting is about. Upon seeing her pal lying dead in a pool of her own blood, she drops to her knees, sobbing.

huit black magic marks targets for death for other huits, regardless of allegiance, to kill. the magazine marked nosebitch.
Not even remotely how it works. Enjoy having ruined repairs and rearmaments for the rest of your team for an indeterminate amount of time, though. As a result of this change in staff, planes will no longer be fully repaired after missions, and may even suffer mishaps or catastrophic failures mid-flight (oh boy i get to create more tables this is so exciting). Loadout changes also may be delayed.
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I try and catch a bit of sleep but I find that I can't. The sight of bodies didn't help, and so I simply end up laying there with my eyes wide open.

Airman Yukamo shows up in the doorway to see what the shouting is about. Upon seeing her pal lying dead in a pool of her own blood, she drops to her knees, sobbing.
I quickly go to her side and offer my support.

"Techy, just channel it here. I'm here. It's going to be alright."

Guerra lays in his bed. The sound of the gunshots repeat and ring in his head, but it doesn't bother him. He stays awake throughout the night, recapping the last few days.