ABS FIESTA REDUX

[Qwepir]

"Really? That's where I wouldn't keep it. If neither of you care lets head on and go check it out."

Nagato shrugs.

"I guess it's better than them having more planes to throw at us in a dogfight."
Bell looks over at Pansar for a moment before eating another bite of the food in her tray.
"I hope we end up getting some new equipment in."

: Yeah, that's not likely. Not unless you count borrowing a slightly-used plane from a wounded pilot as "getting new equipment". 'Course, if the pilot's been hurt, then the plane's probably not much better.

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[Tayasaurus]

Tippy Jaakko and Nagato go on the grand quest of finding the armory and the necessary authority figure in charge.

[Operator¹]

: Yeah, I guess not. I think they're going to end up cannibalizing that PAK-FA I brought back for parts.

[Badger]

Walter remains silent as he looks out at the bleak landscape, almost enjoying the atmosphere from some strange sense he couldn't pinpoint. The slight grin that Walter had soon dissipated as he was reminded of the creeping dread that kept pulling at the back of his mind, wanting more and more attention as him having to make a choice became more prevalent. With each hour that passed undistracted Walter grew more uneasy.

I should've stayed and tried speaking more with Musashi, that was really helping me out.

He looks at the kintharians farther down the walkway for a moment and then quickly at Virvel for another, then swivels his head over at Arkhip and Paladius before uncomfortably turning back to the landscape.

Not like there's any flight officers I can open up to either, and for me to ignore a lifetimes worth of propaganda against the Imperium at the same time as they throw their pitch to me- and not to mention their own propaganda they'll throw at me to try and make me stay. That one imperial that suggested the colony to Klara seemed honest, but I just don't know.

Walter breathes in a large breath of the brisk air, stinging his lungs in a pleasent way as he backpedals and collects his thoughts

Mercenary work, Working for the imperium, or maybe finding somewhere nice to settle down... Kintharia? Mercana? That colony with... her?

Walter turns to watch Virvel smoke as he's caught up in his thoughts about what to do after everything is over, that is, if it does end well.

[Qwepir]

Tippy Jaakko and Nagato go on the grand quest of finding the armory and the necessary authority figure in charge.

Despite not knowing the ins and outs of the Gothic language, "Armamentarium" seems to be a safe bet as to their word for "the room where the guns live". You follow signage to the ship's arsenal, or at least the one on this deck. There's a man sitting behind a counter doing some paperwork, and you can see the gun racks behind him. Several panes of reinforced bulletproof glass and a (presumably) locked door prevent you from simply hopping over and taking the guns for yourself.

"Yeah, I guess not. I think they're going to end up cannibalizing that PAK-FA I brought back for parts."

: Yeah? What'd you do to it?

Walter breathes in a large breath of the brisk air, stinging his lungs in a pleasent way as he backpedals and collects his thoughts

Mercenary work, Working for the imperium, or maybe finding somewhere nice to settle down... Kintharia? Mercana? That colony with... her?

Walter turns to watch Virvel smoke as he's caught up in his thoughts about what to do after everything is over, that is, if it does end well.

: Hey. Sorry I snapped at you like that earlier.

[Tayasaurus]

"Um, hello. Excuse me." Tippy says politely approaching the counter.

[Badger]

I don't even know if she likes pizza, and even then how would I explai-

Walter turns to face Arkhip and address him, looking surprised as he's caught off guard thinking.

"Oh, Hey- No that's understandable. Something you thought you left behind in your life for good that came back to your doorstep all at once... How have things been going for you here anyways?"

[Qwepir]

"Um, hello. Excuse me." Tippy says politely approaching the counter.

The quartermaster takes a few seconds to finish writing something down before setting the pen down and looking at you.
: [Yes, what do you want?]

Walter turns to face Arkhip and address him, looking surprised as he's caught off guard thinking.

"Oh, Hey- No that's understandable. Something you thought you left behind in your life for good that came back to your doorstep all at once... How have things been going for you here anyways?"

He sighs.
: I don't know. Fine, I guess.

A few awkward seconds go by.
: ...Not really the most substantial answer, but I haven't really had a chance to settle down and start living here or anything. I signed on with the Imperial Air Force because, well... it's not like I can find any other jobs here, and they put me in a late-stage training unit. I'm assuming it's so I can learn how they do things here without being dead weight in a real squadron. Still weird being several years older than your CO though.

[Mr. Hurricane]

Jaakko begins to feel embarrassed.

"Tippy, did you forget the part where we don't speak the same language?"

[Tayasaurus]

The quartermaster takes a few seconds to finish writing something down before setting the pen down and looking at you.
: [Yes, what do you want?]

Tippy blinks for a moment and looks at Jaakko hopefully.

"Do you know how to speak imperial or have I already doomed this quest due to a language barrier?"

[Badger]

He sighs.
: I don't know. Fine, I guess.

A few awkward seconds go by.
: ...Not really the most substantial answer, but I haven't really had a chance to settle down and start living here or anything. I signed on with the Imperial Air Force because, well... it's not like I can find any other jobs here, and they put me in a late-stage training unit. I'm assuming it's so I can learn how they do things here without being dead weight in a real squadron. Still weird being several years older than your CO though.

"I know I wouldn't enjoy that if I were in your shoes, but I've always been a stickler for not listening to commands in the first place anyways... How's the language barrier though? I've already had a bit of issue with it from my short time here, and I've only ran into a handful of people that can speak Aesthian Fluently. "

[Mr. Hurricane]

Tippy blinks for a moment and looks at Jaakko hopefully.

"Do you know how to speak imperial or have I already doomed this quest due to a language barrier?"

"We're boned unless the armorer speaks Mercanan or Nagato knows it,"

[Qwepir]

"I know I wouldn't enjoy that if I were in your shoes, but I've always been a stickler for not listening to commands in the first place anyways... How's the language barrier though? I've already had a bit of issue with it from my short time here, and I've only ran into a handful of people that can speak Aesthian Fluently. "

He gestures over his shoulder at his squad leader.
: Well, this guy knows it at a conversational level because of a period of service with a Deltan squadron that had a bunch of Aesthians in it.
: It is a long story.
: Everyone else seems to at least know a few phrases; I guess because Aesthia is enemy number one over here, they want to be able to know what we're saying? But that doesn't mean they like speaking it, more than once I've been on the receiving end of someone pretending not to know any so they wouldn't have to talk to me.

Tippy blinks for a moment and looks at Jaakko hopefully.
"Do you know how to speak imperial or have I already doomed this quest due to a language barrier?"

The quartermaster picks his pen up and continues filling out paperwork.
: [I'm sorry, miss, I simply cannot understand your gibberish language.]

"We're boned unless the armorer speaks Mercanan or Nagato knows it,"

: I can barely speak your language, let alone theirs. What are you going to do with a gun anyway, shoot up the place?

Upon Nagato finishing her sentence you see the man behind the counter glance up from his work again and narrow his eyes at the three of you.

[Tayasaurus]

"It's a little more than just a gun, Nagato. Aiori, gave it to me..."

Tippy looks at Jaakko again

"Is there anyone in our group who can speak imperial?"

[Operator¹]

: One of the Nosferatus we were fighting with nailed my plane with those AKSMs, I think I'm lucky that the plane held together on the way back.