ABS FIESTA REDUX

[Operator¹]

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[Mr. Hurricane]

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[Tayasaurus]

Taylor and Roger keep jogging for another good 30 minutes before Roger suddenly stops his jog.

Roger: "I'm stopping here, i got to pick something up from a buddy of mine."

Tippy stops her jog and stops right next to the building. "Base Psychologist" in white lettering decorated its sign sitting beside the door. She starts thinking for what seemed like forever.

"...Alright yeah, i might go in too. I could use a good talking to." She said. Although she internally cringed, she hated shrinks.

"What are you picking up anyway?"

[Lockebox]

Roger chuckles a little bit

"If i told you that i'd have to kill you!" He said jokingly patting Taylor on the back. Her scowl on her face makes him stop patting.

"sorry. In any case i'm picking up a battery for my phone. I had let my friend here borrow it because she lost hers."

Taylor: "How do you know the person here. We've been on dozens of bases by now. I didn't think we'd have time to make friends outside of the squadron."

Roger raises an eyebrow.

"This guy in particular is the psychologist for our personnel. Wherever Mjolnir or other members of McNamera go he's usually transferred. You haven't met him yet?"

[Tayasaurus]

Tippy shrugs.

"I don't particular consider myself the kind of person that needs a shrink until now. I've been dealing with a ton of stress lately especially since we've been pushing into the Huit mainland. We might even be transferred over to it soon."

Both Tippy and Roger step inside the building, a woman wearing a custom fitted pencil dress sat at a nearby desk. Her jet black hair was swept back and tied tightly into a bun. Her neutral expression made her look like she desperately wanted to sneer at everyone who entered. If this was the secretary, she looked the part. Compared to a lot of the other women on the base though, she was practically a supermodel. A snarky mean looking supermodel.

She looks up from the documents she was working on and pushes up her glasses.

"Oh, Mr. Witsky, wasn't expecting you."

[Lockebox]

Roger smiles but is shooting daggers with his eyes.

"Yeah just showing a friend where the shrink keeps his kingdom. You know how it is with all the moving around you do."

Taylor looks at Roger funny.

Taylor: "I thought it was because you needed to pick up a battery. Me seeing the good doctor is kind of secondary."

Roger quickly redirects the conversation.

"Have any openings for today? Couldn't make an appointment because pilots are alllways busy."

The woman looks at Tippy strangely. And chews on the end of her pen. She quietly answers,

"Do you have to have the helmet? I don't think i can let you in with the helmet."

[Tayasaurus]

Tippy flips down her visor.

"That's a strange issue. Do you turn away all people when they wear different colored socks? I'll keep the helmet."

The desk secretary is now wearing a condescending look on her face.

"Yeah, well... while we take in troubled soldiers and pilots we don't take in psychos" She says snarkily.

Tippy takes a step towards her

"What's that suppose to mean? What the hell is your deal, you don't even know me."

A voice beyond the door shouts loudly

Voice: "Let her in Vikki, she's a friend and i don't have any set appointments today! Treat my patients properly!"

Vikki rolls her eyes.

Vikki: "Alright, go on in, don't start any trouble."

Tippy grunts and walks past her to open the door.

"Yeah whatever...bitch

[Lockebox]

The door shuts behind Tippy and Roger frowns at Vikki.

"Do you like playing with fire or something? She's not the kind of person you want to be worst enemies with."

Vikki scoffs and puts her legs up on her desk.

Vikki: "What the hell do you want Roger, you know we're suppose to keep contact to a minimum."

Roger hesitates to answer but lets it out anyway.

"I'm short of my communicator. I need yours. I traded it to some Huits while i was out in the jungle."

Vikki just about chokes on her stuffty tea.

Vikki: "What, you traded it? To Huits? Are you insane?"

Roger looks around to make sure nobody is listening.

"I'm doing it so we get closer to our goal. I made a false deal with the Huits. Information for our man. I'm going to feed them a few breadcrumbs but promise them a load of info when we make a tradeoff. I'm not going to give it to them i'm not that stupid."

Vikki pinches her brow and shakes her head.

"I really don't want to get involved in this. Do you realize how dangerous what we're doing is? We could get tried for treason, we didn't even clear it with HQ. We need to tell them."

Roger groans

"And if they don't give the ok? They already have the communicator, and i'd get pulled off the team. Vikki, you know i can't let this go. Please. I'm so close."

Vikki bites her lip and dwells on it for a little.

Vikki: "This is already an extreme situation. I know how determined you are to get this guy. You won't go AWOL to do it will you? You can't feed the Huits info that will get any of our team OR Mjolnir's hurt."

Roger shakes his head agreeably

"I promise. I swear i won't get Mjolnir hurt. I really need this."

Vikki twitches her nose a little bit but finally decides to give him the communicator. She reaches into her book bag and extracts the same chip like device Roger had earlier.

Vikki: "If i don't have this back soon or if i find out you've gone off the grid i'm contacting HQ to extract you. Or Dolf will have to do it. And everyone knows Dolf hates having to play fetch. DO you understand?"

Roger holds the small device in his hand before pocketing it and looking Vikki in the eyes.

"...Yes. Yes i do. You'll get it back."

[Harm94]

wow, no way i could've guessed that one, thanks for sharing your knowledge on helicopters with the rest of us

it my job to point out the obvious choices :(

Z-10, Eurocopter Tiger, are interesting choices though

[Deoxys And One Noob]

Name*: Justin Tabriel
Nickname*: Law
Age: 22
Piloting Preference (Air-to-Air, Air-to-Ground, or Multirole): Air-to-Ground/Multirole
Backstory: He was born in Mercana and decided the life of an Air Force pilot for the NAUC was right for him.
Picture:
Personality: Energetic and outgoing, brave and loyal, Justin is always willing to fight for NAUC and Mercana, not just for his country, but for his comrades and friends as well.

(What tier of planes do I start at, Gojira says Tier 2, so then I will take an F-16 XL. If Tier 0, than an Su-17.)

[blockguy™]

Name*: Justin Tabriel
Nickname*: Law
Age: 22
Piloting Preference (Air-to-Air, Air-to-Ground, or Multirole): Air-to-Ground/Multirole
Backstory: He was born in Mercana and decided the life of an Air Force pilot was right for him.
Picture:
Personality: Energetic and outgoing, brave and loyal, Justin is always willing to fight for Mercana only, not just for his country, but for his comrades and friends as well.

(What tier of planes do I start at, Gojira says Tier 2, so then I will take an F-16 XL. If Tier 0, than an Su-17.)

Mercana =/= NAUC

unless i'm not reading right

[Deoxys And One Noob]

no im not the one reading right lol

lets say i was born in mercana but moved to nauc

[Gojira]

no im not the one reading right lol

lets say i was born in mercana but moved to nauc

that works
because now we have someone who can speak mercanan