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 Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 8:49 pm
 KimikoMeanwhile, as Roux and Arimina talked, a small box came flying through the air and landed on the ground right in front of Roux's feet. (Not missing was pretty useful.) It looked like... something from a clothes shop. Specifically, a dress, some shoes, and various kinds of accessories (including a wig) that, together, would... help someone look different. Kimiko had absolutely no intention of helping them on the actual invasion-and-murdering part of their mission. As she'd clearly explained, she was on vacation, and saw no reason whatsoever to go out of her way to help with a job. She would, however, do things for her own amusement. And if that amusement helped get the job done, well, that was just a happy bonus.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 9:25 pm
 Kit-Wan Dudermeister, aka Ensign Dork Vader"Do you wanna watch Gravity Falls?"Kit's excitement was short-lived. He had delivered the message, but instead of the expected response of her reading it, flushing like a 19th Century American Southern Belle and rushing into the arms of his Master, she looked at him with eyes that made him distinctly uncomfortable. His body filled with an entirely different type of excitement as his cheeks flushed a bright red and his skin beaded with a nervous sweat. Idly his fingers tugged at the neck of his shirt as if he couldn't breathe, and he was fairly sure that he was hyperventilating when his not-so-innocent, innocent mind conjured up images of just what she might have meant when she said something about bunnies and tongues. Something about tongues. Tongues licked things. Things that got licked got wet. Water slides were wet. He loved water slides! Water slides with bunny girls in them. Bunny girl water slides that landed in a pool of buttercream milkshakes! Milkshakes with whipped cream on top and bunny girls licking the whipped cream and then putting the whipped cream on him and licking the whipped cream and by god! The humanity!
"W-WORDS!"
Smooth as a buttercream milkshake.
Again, he pointed at the paper as he laughed nervously. His job here wasn't got get seduced by the notoriously wily secretary! It was to do the seducing on behalf of his Master! He was the ladies man! Kit, he was just...well... "Ng...Gaaa...PAPER!" Well, he was not. The only question was, would she get the message or wouldn't she?
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 9:29 pm
 Reina Udonge
Reina carefully stood up, glancing down at the paper - and the brief look meant she only managed to read the part about a carrot and an invitation to bite it. (It probably wouldn't surprise anyone that 'carrot' was the first thing she saw.) Perhaps more relevantly... he was just so cute, blushing like that when he was trying to ask her out, and her tail twitched mischievously as she bent forward and put a finger under his chin. "I'm on break in fifteen minutes. My room's just down that hallway." she told him, tilting her head a little to the side. "I hope you like explosions, 'cuz I'm gonna blow your... mind."
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 9:51 pm
 Butler Manning, aka Major Dropout and Kit-Wan Dudermeister, aka Ensign Moff Tarkin"Shine my shoes, mister butler man. Ha ha." "Do you wanna watch Sakura Wars?""I'm on break in fifteen minutes. My room's just down that hallway."
His switched-off mind suddenly reawakened when he realized what she had just said...his Master's seduction had worked! Energy coursed through his veins, and even as she said the second part which was something about explosions and minds, he was already nitroglycerin ready to burst down the hallway and tell his Master the good news! All he had to do now was thank the nice bunny lady...
"HANGHHH!" ...Right, nevermind that. Movements! He bowed, remembering he could still move properly, and then shot like a rocket down the hallway back in the direction from whence he had come! This was a success! No, this was a marvel! His Master with just a few short words set to paper had managed to bag himself a female companion for the night and the young man who had been raised on galge games, science fiction movies, and other such nerdery (was that a word? It was now!) had suddenly seen the true art of seduction and how getting together worked in the real world! He was astonished! Amazed! And as he burst through the door of his Master's room he was ready to shout out in excitement when...!
"WHA-THE?! Get the Hell OUT, ROOKIE?! My dad owns a DEALERSHIP!"
...He burst into the room on his Master, pants down around his ankles, spraying what looked like one of those grotesque body sprays all over his...um...little Major...and wow, he just did not need to see ANY of that and OHMYGODTHESMELL?! He burst back out of the room at twice the speed and put his back to the door, gagging nauseously at the offensive cologne or...whatever that was supposed to be!
"It's called Sex-Cougar, Darth Dillweed! It's guaranteed to work 60% of the time, every time! Chicks dig it, just like they dig my dad's dealership!"
...For the first time, Kit had to question whether or not his Master was telling the truth. That smelled absolutely RANK to his nose...but maybe girls just smelled it different? Was that how pheromones worked? He puzzled over it, but then nearly jumped and clapped his hands in glee as he remembered why he had come!
"Master! Sir! Your seduction was a glorious success! ...Ms. Udonge said she'd be in her room in 15 minutes! Something about explosions and rocks...it sounds k-k-...*gulp* kinky, sir!"
"What the HELL, Dungeons and Dillhole?! I said to bring her back to my room! It's an elegantly sculpted den of de-batch-rye...not that you'd know anything about that," the Major chided, spitting in annoyance before finally calling out one more time, "Well, what are you waiting for, Gan-dork the Gay? Get outta here before you cramp my style! I gotta get ready for love!"
He didn't need to be told twice. Kit turned towards the door and bowed once in respect...his Master, what a ladies man!...and then let his adrenaline drain from his body as he slowly made his way back to his room next door to continue what he had been doing before he left. ...Organizing his Yoo-Gee-Yo! Card collection from cutest to least cute. Black Witch Girl was always #1. Always. And the Seducers were close behind...ah, if only he could meet a girl in real life who would be interested in him. That would be so cool...
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 6:16 am
Arimina Wolfgang As the small box landed in front of Roux, Arimina turned to see who it could be that was throwing gifts around. While she could see no one else around, she had a fairly good idea of who it might have been, considering their previous company. She made a mental note to thank Kimiko properly when she saw her next. Turning back to Roux, she smiled a sly little smile, and pointed casually at the box. "Well now, it seems the heavens have smiled upon you today Roux, dear. Escort no more, you can dress the part and we walk in together!"She laughed a little on the inside, before turning and walking a little ways away. Turning around the back of a large tree, she bent down and picked up a small collection of bags that she had placed there earlier, and walked back to Roux.
"If you needed the bags for explosives, by the way, all you had to do was ask. I dropped them, and my breakfast, back there beside a tree. I didn't know there was something useful in them, so I left them for safe-keeping."She dropped Roux's bags down in front of him, next to the small box of clothing, and, finding a suitable rock to sit comfortably upon, pulled out her now very cold breakfast, opened it, and, pulling a pair of disposable chopsticks out of the bag, started to pick at her food, nibbling pieces as she watched Roux, a smile of anticipation touching her lips.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 12:57 pm
 ＲＯＵＸ
:: The Genius Extraordinaire! ::┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ When the box was seemingly tossed from the heavens and landed by his feet, Roux couldn’t help but also turn to look for the person responsible. No one but himself, Arimina, and the guards at the base were around though (the latter being too far away to be responsible, or so he thought). Judging by how the package was expertly delivered it was either a gift from the gods, or from someone with godly precision. Kimiko came to mind. ‘Clothes?’ The box did have what the blond believed to be a clothes store name on it; a fancy looking one at that. Actually… Didn’t he see this store in the shopping distract today? He swore he did.. Immediately, the man sensed that something wasn't right, but hey, maybe they’re escort clothes! If they were he would be in major luck. Before Arimina said a word, the scientist crouched down and curiously opened the box, then quickly closed it again after getting a quick glance at its contents. “…” Sweat beaded on Roux’s face as he tried comprehending what he just saw. ‘No… I must be seeing things…’ the man rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index finger before opening up the package once more. He wasn’t seeing things… The blonde’s usual happy go lucky and relaxed expression was now nowhere to be found; instead, he had the most unamused look. “More like hell is smiling at me…” The Lad quipped, staring down the wig as one eye twitched. “Y-you’ve got to be kidding me… Ari-sama… You don’t expect me to wear this do you!?” the boy kept his voice down so that he wouldn’t draw attention, but his tone was clearly desperate, “I-I’m a man, there’s no way they won’t notice!” Sure, he was willing to do anything for the family, but he knew he would never live this down… While Roux was grateful to see that Arimina had the bags this whole time, he was too flustered at the moment to really comment about it. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2016 10:14 pm
Stony ValViper
"Watch where you're going, Grulo!" A foot shot out as Kit ran into the open hallway, striking his shin and causing him to stumble onto the floor. An annoying laugh followed as Stony turned for a highfive from one of his sycophants, and a round of jovial cajoling followed. When Stony finally looked down to see who he'd tripped however, his face soured and a bit of disgust creped into his expression while Kip recovered. "Oh, it's you. The pathetic lapdog of that figlio de putana who's father has no class...selling those pathetic jalopys, and pretending to be a reputable businessman. You have to have a family of mmm...pedigree to truly own a dealership. And my family only sells the newest, most expensive cars." Stony glared down at Kit, then raised his fist in a threatening manner (above his shoulder, kind of twisted to the sideish...actually, did he know how to throw a punch at all?), and took a step towards Fisto.
"Get out of here, you, you...punta! A second-hand man only has second-hand followers. Do you smell that? *sniff sniff* Smells like...trash." A round of jeering followed as ValViper turned his nose up at the lacky. It was a well established fact that bullies hated sloppy seconds, and that was doubly true of a purveyor of fine goods like Stony ValViper, so he motioned with his hand to scatter away the Dudemeister before he got infected with something, like his...loser-ness. Ha! Sick burn. But even though he didn't plan on following up with a round of beatings on Moff Tarkin like he would any other peon of Embryon who crossed him (in his mind at least), that didn't mean that Stony wasn't without his douche hat...and as he raised the card he held in his off hand, Kit-Wan would realize that he'd dropped a precious possession much too late to grant it salvation. "What do we have here? The Air Seducer, M.Y.N.N.? Garbage like this should go in the shredder." In an instant he'd passed it back to one of his followers, and hands ripped the rare card to pieces, while Stony puffed his chest out a bit and stuck his chin high in the air, satisfied with a job well done.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2016 12:11 am
Arimina Wolfgang"Oh no, dear, I don't expect you to wear it at all. It's entirely your choice. But do think about this; What will happen when Ao-chan hears that you weren't willing to do *everything* in your power for the Family? Who knows what she might do..."The wily wolf girl smiled a smile that was both innocent and downright evil as she toyed with Roux.
"I swear I won't tell, but these sorts of things do have ways of crawling into the ears of those who would act rather harshly, if they found out."She picked a small piece of meat out of her breakfast and slid the cold treat into her mouth, chewing delicately.
"Just think how much easier our infiltration will be if you do decide to wear the outfit. And, depending on how things go on the inside, who knows, you might be out of it before we're out of the base! As an added bonus, any pictures I take, I will only share with the one who gifted us this opportunity."At this, she slipped her hand into her sleeve, pulling out her phone and pretending to play with it as she watched the boy decide his own fate.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2016 3:36 pm
ＲＯＵＸ
:: The Genius Extraordinaire! :: ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Roux thought about Arimina’s words, and thought about it, and thought about it… Honestly, he could picture Aoshiki holding her blade against his throat just so she could see him dress up as a girl. However, if he did go through with this, there would be no way that she or any other family member could accuse him of not putting the Lin Kuei first; the everlasting shame, and snickering behind his back would just be a horrible side effect… The blond ruffled his hair with both hands furiously as he fought himself internally. After five long minutes, the lad fell to his hands. “…You win.” Roux said, in a defeated tone. “However,” the man speed crawled over to Arimina and stared at her with a serious look in his eyes, “You’ve got to pinky promise me that you will never breath a word about this to anyone. You never saw it. You never heard about it. And if anyone asks: I was dressed up as your escort. Also, no pictures…” the scientist held out his pinky so that the woman could seal accept the promise. “As for the bomb…” getting off of the ground and onto his feet, Roux wandered over to the bags and inspected them, “I can definitely make a bomb with what we have here, however, to get a decent blast the bomb would be too big to hide under our clothes. A regular backpack could work, but if they open it we’re busted; and if anyone is rough with it, we might have an accidently explosion.” the man paused for a moment to turn his head to face the perky eared girl. “So how about we buy a large stuffed animal and put the bomb in that? It’ll have fewer chances to explode prematurely that way. I’ve got an idea for an excuse if they ask about it too. Oh, and I’d also need to borrow your phone to make the detonator.”━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 2:18 pm
Butler Manning, aka Major Dropout and Kit-Wan Dudermeister, aka Ensign Moff Tarkin"Shine my shoes, mister butler man. Ha ha." "Do you wanna watch Sakura Wars?"It wasn't easy being associated with someone like his Master, but to be fair, he himself sometimes found it difficult to grasp and focus on the...few...positive traits of the man over the parts of him that were...well, less appealing. It wasn't rare that someone, usually a Lieutenant or fellow Major who had been disrespected or outright disgusted by the man gave him a hard time for holding him in such high esteem. Outright bullying, however, hadn't really begun until this particular officer had returned to duty from his extended 'vacation'. Stony ValViper...though he didn't really have it in him to hate anybody in particular unless they did something especially nasty, he was exactly the type of person who rubbed Kit the wrong way. He was arrogant and nasty, lacking in any sort of manners and sticking his nose up in the air as though he were better than anybody because of who his father was and what his status was because of that. He could guess how he had gotten away with going AWOL...his dad probably called him from his yacht emporium and put in a favor with one of the higher-ups back at Central. Those types really were the worst...and what was worse than that, they loved to pick on people that they viewed as beneath them. People like a simple otaku like himself.
"Hey! That was my third-favorite limited edition Air Seducer Mynn Card! I was just about to have that one laminated to add to my trapper-keeper!" he protested from the floor as he reached out in vain for the pieces of the card falling to the hallway in front of him. His face fell and his annoyance at being tripped melted away into a mixture of sadness and resignation, "If I didn't have six more of those, I'd...I'd file a formal complaint about this!" He'd do it, too. Wouldn't hesitate for a second. After all if Spock discovered that Uhura was drawing inappropriate pictures on McCoy's engineering tools, he had no doubts that the Vulcan wouldn't hesitate to submit a report to Captain Kirk just the same! And what Spock would do, so would he! Of course, he could have also fought back, but...well, he couldn't recall having fought anyone before unless he was being attacked. And even then, it hadn't gone...according to plan? He didn't need to fight, anyway! His Master never did! Yeah...he would just shrug these jerks off like his Master would.
"Um...uh...BYE!" ...That didn't come out as cool as he had hoped. Nor did his dash from the halls to behind his own door and the slamming, locking of said door really relay the 'cool badass' aura that he had wanted it to. But he was gone, safe for now. He just hoped his Master was having a better time of it...
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Which, well, he probably was? Closing his door behind him, he casually walked down the hall towards the room where the secretary lived and took a big whiff of the (rather strong) Sex-Cougar cologne he was wearing. No way that wouldn't get the ladies going. He smirked to himself and checked his armpits to make sure he wasn't sweating, popped in a piece of mint gum, and then re-counted his pack of Smirnoff in his other hand. Standing just outside of her door, he smirked.
"Heh, I got this. Y-yeah..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2016 11:17 am
Reina Udonge
A rather potent smell tickled Reina's nose, wafting over from where her room was. She took a few deep whiffs of it, then glanced over and saw Major Manning by the door. Ooooh, he was one of the ones she hadn't had fun yet... but she had to admit that she was a little disappointed by the lack of manners. Reina almost never said 'no', but that only applied when people bothered to ask if she was going to spend some time with them. As a secretary, she understood the value of having things on a set schedule, and people who thought only about what they wanted were the type she didn't want to spend time with.
(Few people realized it, but one of the impacts of her leporine Atma was that she craved attention and affection on a regular basis. People who only sought to take couldn't give her what she wanted, so by default, she wasn't interested in them.)
"Sorry, I'm waiting for someone else." she called down the hall, rejecting the presence that passed for a proposal from the Dropout. She considered inviting him to reschedule, but shrugged and decided against it - if he couldn't figure that out on his own, she wasn't going to go out of her way for it, especially while Kit-Wan hadn't returned. Having too much fun scheduled was also a problem. She had a job, too, after all - and she took it seriously.
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2016 11:41 am
Butler Manning, aka Major Dropout"Hey there, why don't you get me another soda, mister butler man? Shine my shoes, mister butler man. Ha ha."If the bunny girl thought that just turning the guy down was enough to put him off of his vanity, she was sorely mistaken. Standing in front of her door ready to party only to have her treat him like he hadn't gone out of his way to send her a classy invitation and everything? Like that was going to go unanswered!
"What's the deal, Slut? You're the one that got my note and invited me down to this dump to grab my Easter Eggs. Don't you know my dad owns a Dealership?" the larger man scoffed, indignant at her treatment and certain that he was in the right. After all, he had sent her a note to make an appointment. If there had been a miscommunication, that was her own fault. Or...wait, no. There was one other person who could have been at fault for this. There was no way that this skanky rabbit who had done the Veggie Gobble with every single person on the base would turn down a high-class guy like himself. It must have been his stupid little protege who messed this up! Lips curling into a dismissive sneer, he decided the bunny wasn't worth his time after all...he'd been lowering himself to consider banging her anyway...and decided to deal with an annoying little dweeb instead. "Heh, whatever. You're not on my level, anyway, babe. My dad owns a dealership...you wish you could get with this."
Turning his back on her, he made up his mind. He'd wasted some of his Sex-Cougar cologne, even broken out some of the good beer, and this was what he got?
"It's time that Kit-Wan Dorkbag learned his place," he spat in annoyance and arrogance, "When I'm done with him, my dad will have him cleaning the toilets for a month. Heh...toilets. Still probably cleaner than that bunny...can't believe I almost let her talk me into takin' her to Pound Town."
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2016 1:38 pm
Stony ValViper
"Ha, looks like you've lost your lucky rabbit's foot, grulo. Groveling over my sloppy seconds just proves you are the inferior man..." A snobbish Italian accent scoffed from nearby, soaking in Major Dropout's aura of failure. After all, a shallow bully like he deserved every slight he got, and while others were too naive to give him the rundown he deserved, Stony would make sure this thug was sufficiently punished. "Second in lovemaking, second-hand cars sold from your dealership...I bet the cars he sells are as defective as your p***s. No class, unlike our Italian merchandise. Mm-hm hm." Yes! Heritage, lets bring that into this. Butler Manning was always going on and on about his dad's dealership, but Stony knew what everyone else knew about that...that it completely mattered because the quality of business your parents ran directly reflected on the character of you as a man! And while Stony was a not a self made man, his family ran a real dealership, selling new cars, not those dirty knockoffs that so accurately represented the Mannings.
"I'd offer her to you, but I've toootally ruined that already. Besides, no one who's got into the ValViper exclusive club would want to touch a Yoo-Gee-Yo playing nerd like you. You probably like playing Sorcery: The Assembly dressed up like some warlock with all of your geek friends, grulo. Like that one you're especially close with...what was his name again? Kiss-One Dude-er...something like that? I really can't be bothered to remember, since he's your boyfriend." A round of smooching noises followed as Butler Manning's punishment for being shut down by the bunny only grew, a round of woop-woops emerging as Stony ValViper used his advantage in numbers (and family lineage) to bully teach Butler Manning his place a bit more. And really, with a friend like that Kiss-One Dude guy, he had it coming. Didn't he know that it was Ezio and Emma not Ezio and Enrique? His parents should have sent him to one of those rehabilitation camps years ago...it was only right. "Why don't you go snuggle into his arms now, cazzo! Then you can lay in his arms all night and eat animal crackers, and cry like women, while talking about your favorite Slemon (Sleeve Monsters) Game starters...Embryon is for the real men, like myself. I've survived the Nanjou and that monster they summoned! It was I that faced that Zombie on the hill, and drove him back! And anyone on this base knows of my heroics against that cult a few months ago. That's what being a real man means, you...you...Brony!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2016 2:20 pm
Butler Manning, aka Major Dropout and Kit-Wan Dudermeister, aka Ensign Douchebacca"Shine my shoes, mister butler man. Ha ha." "Do you wanna watch Magicka Madoka?"After almost having been seduced by that anthropomorphic hussy, the last thing that Butler needed was a run-in with the Italian Jobber and the Foreign Nerd Squad. Unfortunately, that's exactly what he got as the now-infamous Stony ValViper appeared from around the corner and started trying his best to mock the bunny's failure. "Shut it, Leonardo de Wimpy. Don't talk about my dad's dealership like you know! 'Cause you don't know. You don't know anything! My dad owns a high-quality dealership!" he shot back easily and in annoyance, assured that he had shut down the Italian's stupid verbal attacks with his high-brow witticisms...but that wasn't all, as the grullo who couldn't stop running of at the mouth...couldn't stop running off at the mouth, "I don't even care about that chick. She's beneath me, bro. She was all begging me to take her to Pound Town, but I was like, I'm better than that. I have actual standards, unlike you and your dysfunctional Melvin." Heh, that ought to show him. Still, he couldn't help the annoyance at being lumped in with such an uber-dork as the one who had gotten him into this mess. He clenched his fist tight and considered for a moment actually doing something about it! ...And then he remembered that he didn't have to.
"Don't you dare talk about me having anything to do with that hardcore nerdlinger! My DAD owns a DEALERSHIP!" he growled indignantly...and that was really where it was going to end. Unfortunately, his protege down the hall only saw that he appeared upset and couldn't hear the insults and ran down the way swiftly...throwing himself between the Italian antagonist and his Master!
"Master, NO! It's not worth it! Don't do something that you're going to regret!" the young man tried to separate the two with his own body, accidentally bumping Stony's jaw with his arm as he waved them frantically to try and make himself the target and prevent the fight that...probably wasn't actually going to break out at all. All of this was still taking place almost right in front of the bunny girl's room, but he couldn't think about anything like that right now. He knew that he couldn't fight well, but he couldn't let his master get hurt by this brute and his thugs! "You m-might be a legend...and you might have survived a lot of tough battles, M-Mister ValViper...but when it comes to Girl Games, nobody can beat my Master! So just...just...pleasegoawaythankyouI'msorry!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2016 5:01 pm
Arimina WolfgangArimina smiled and, without hesitation, grasped Roux's pinky with her own. "Of course, of course. No one will hear a whisper of what you had to do today. I wouldn't dream of breaking a promise."She had, of course, kept the fingers on her other hand crossed. She wouldn't go blabbing to everyone in the family, that would just be too embarrassing for the boy. She would, however, snap a picture if the opportunity arose, and share every detail with Kimiko afterwards. She turned her attention back to the boy in front of her, as he started talking about the bomb plan. "Unfortunately, I don't happen to have a large stuffed animal on me, at the moment. I tend not to carry those things around with me. What we could do instead, is make a few smaller, lighter explosives, and place them at various points around the base. Something else we may wish to reconsider is doing this during the day."She waved her hand in the direction of the gate guards on the base. "It's early morning right now, everyone has just woken up and is probably on the highest alert they will be all day. We've come and done our reconnaissance, it might be easier in the long run to risk going back into town and waiting the day out. If Ao-chan is still around and wants to chew us out, well, what happens happens."Arimina shrugged lightly as she finished speaking, indicating she didn't much care if she got yelled at. She would do things at her own pace, rather than rush and screw the mission.
"If we do head back to town, we could properly prepare all the things we'll need, rather than having to make do with what we have here."
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