ABS FIESTA REDUX

[Qwepir]

I believe Jaakko is not at Valhalla, I'll correct it if I'm wrong.

correct, jaakko is not at valhalla

"Annoying," he grumbles, "Even with pain meds, there is a dull pain. You wouldn't believe how tired getting shot makes you feel,"

He takes a breath and rights himself. There are bags under his eyes and an adhesive bandage on his chin.

"Doc said they're pushing me back into service as quick as they can," he croaks, "It's been what, a day maybe?"

He studies Virvel, who is entirely unscathed, and as he remembers, she's psychotic as well.

: Heh, has it felt like that long already? It's only been sixteen hours since we got here. Anyway, I gotcha some souvenirs.

She sets the destroyer captain's hat (which has since been cleaned) on Crash's head and reaches into her pack, pulling out a medal of some sort. It is a angularly stylized split-tailed bird of prey cast in gold, set over a black and silver inverted triangle, which is itself set over a matching trio of upwards-pointing chevrons. Between the tail split, and underneath the raised wings, three gold stars are impressed into the triangle. She sets the medal on Crash's chest, imitating pinning it to his uniform.
: Here you go, for outstanding bravery in the field going above and beyond the- whatever. I was gonna sell it, but I figure I should give it to you since you nearly got axed watching our backs.

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[Mr. Hurricane]

Jaakko is made uneasy by the act.

"No, keep it," he croaks, "I'm not one for— for memorabilia,"

He tries to hand the stuff back.

"I wouldn't say I nearly got axed, not in any glorious fashion that is. I was shot by our own while being brutalized by Izzy," he enunciates in a quiet voice.

He looks up at the ceiling.

"About sleep, it's fitful. I have to sleep but it's hard to sleep. I'll be half asleep or asleep, and someone will drop something or close a door, and I'll hear a gunshot, or that flashbang. It's macabre," he moans.

[Qwepir]

Virvel shakes her head.
: No, no, keep it, I insist. Your nerves are going to be on edge for a while, but you should get used to it pretty quick. I did, anyway.

She glances over at the TV, still going on about Dorites.
: I see you're choosing to cope for the time being by watching reruns of unfunny sketch comedy shows.

[Badger]

She glances over at the TV, still going on about Dorites.
: I see you're choosing to cope for the time being by watching reruns of unfunny sketch comedy shows.

*collective sigh of relief*


Walt after finishing his conversation with Yui instead goes to shower and grab new clothes. after doing so he doubles back to the hanger and begins talking to the techs.

"Hey, you guys wouldn't be opposed to loading different ammunition into the cannons would you?"

[Qwepir]

"Hey, you guys wouldn't be opposed to loading different ammunition into the cannons would you?"

: Like what?

[Badger]

: Like what?

"Canister rounds, or flak shells if they exist in that caliber."

[Mr. Hurricane]

Jaakko capitulates and sets the 'memorabilia' in his lap.

"I suppose I've gotten use to a lot," he laments.

He huffs and looks at the TV. [THE NEXT DAY] is emblazoned on the screen.

"I'm anchor Jok Mayov and leeeet's get roooooiiight inta da noose! Social panick spreads as-"
lets get right into the memes

"Maybe it would be funny if you were as high as I am, and not shot," he croaks, smiling.

[Tayasaurus]

"Canister rounds, or flak shells if they exist in that caliber."

You want to fly into your own flak? cus this is how you fly into your own flak

[CypherX]

The peculiar feeling from the dive lingers. Reminiscent of low blood sugar, or, as the age saying goes, "fire in the bones". A sense of urgency descends on Gus and he hurries to locate Rikard in order to speak with him.

[Qwepir]

"Maybe it would be funny if you were as high as I am, and not shot," he croaks, smiling.

: No, even then it's not funny. Or so I've been told, anyway.

"Canister rounds, or flak shells if they exist in that caliber."

: That's insane.

The peculiar feeling from the dive lingers. Reminiscent of low blood sugar, or, as the age saying goes, "fire in the bones". A sense of urgency descends on Gus and he hurries to locate Rikard in order to speak with him.

Rikard is currently still at the facility the Pertinax is being kept, and will return tomorrow morning (in real time, this will be whenever crash and virvel are done talking).

[Mr. Hurricane]

Jaakko looks down at his lap and wears a look of sincere disappointed.

"I thought it was actual news," he claims.

He stares for a few moments, then looks around for something to drink believing himself to have been left with a water sometime earlier. He can't stand, and is confined to twisting around on the cot.

[Badger]

You want to fly into your own flak? cus this is how you fly into your own flak

once a flak shell makes the black smoke its harmless

or am I missing something vital

: That's insane.

"I'd understand that for the canister rounds but not as much for the flak rounds."

[Qwepir]

He can't stand, and is confined to twisting around on the cot.

: Uh, are you okay?

[Mr. Hurricane]

"Buzzing somewhat. I swear there was a water here sometime ago," he mumbles.

He cannot find it and sits back.

"Oh well. Where's everyone else?" he asks.

[Qwepir]

"Oh well. Where's everyone else?" he asks.

: Kommandant's being debriefed, and I'm pretty sure Eri's at the temple.