Sixth Minute

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[After the last mission, Kazuki's practically the walking dead, just shambling back to his room.  The Photo Wall of Memorials is getting a new member to it though.  Well, it would, but as Kazuki puts up his memorial to Shouko he just pauses and collapses back down onto the bed.]

... Cursed...

We're cursed, aren't we?  The L-Boat, then Karen, Shouko...

... How much longer do I have?

[He bunches up again, staring up at the ceiling.]

Sixth Minute

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[After the last mission, Kazuki's practically the walking dead, just shambling back to his room.  The Photo Wall of Memorials is getting a new member to it though.  Well, it would, but as Kazuki puts up his memorial to Shouko he just pauses and collapses back down onto the bed.]

... Cursed...

We're cursed, aren't we?  The L-Boat, then Karen, Shouko...

... How much longer do I have?

[He bunches up again, staring up at the ceiling.]

An Aces...Nevermind

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"I didn't even...didn't even...didn't even..."
[You see the once tall standing ace, standing in front of what is left of her plane. There is less than half of it left, and it is not even standing straight.But you can tell this is not just about the plane.]
"I should have..."
[Her eyes were very blank, and even her helmet did not have any chirping. She is not all there upstairs.]
"We need heroes after the war too. Make it back in one piece."

An Aces...Nevermind

[spiralribbon.livejournal.com]

"I didn't even...didn't even...didn't even..."
[You see the once tall standing ace, standing in front of what is left of her plane. There is less than half of it left, and it is not even standing straight.But you can tell this is not just about the plane.]
"I should have..."
[Her eyes were very blank, and even her helmet did not have any chirping. She is not all there upstairs.]
"We need heroes after the war too. Make it back in one piece."

Post-Mission Frustration pt2

[aceshighmach]

[1 - Shirley or Tsukasa]

It's an odd sight, seeing Kabuto carry Shirley onto the ship with her wrecked strikers still mangled on her feet. But gently, he sets things her down and replaces the strikers into the bay for her. Shirley's got this sort of forlorn expression at the damaged engine.

"Gonna take a while to get it repaired.... if it can be repaired. Looks like I totally blew out the magic engine."

"Sorry. I'd offer to let you borrow Blade but I need my belt. I'll leave you with that." And with that, Tsukasa walked off, having said his peace and leaving Shirley to sigh.

[2 - Shirley]

You can find her later, disassembling the wrecked strikers and checking the components. Some of them are set aside into a salvage pile, the others, well, they were just junk. The actual components in the salvage was very small as most of it was being consigned to the trash heap.

"Damn... this is going to be tough without getting a whole new striker built. I should check if we have brooms left."

[3 - Tsukasa]

Kabuto's still wandering around. He keeps wondering to himself why he didn't interfere. His wandering takes him from the deck to the mess hall, and then to the Hikari Studio. He hadn't even bothered dropping out of transformation, simply dropping the helmet and making himself some tea.

"After all this, I'm still going with Mio. What the hell is wrong with my priorities..."

Post-Mission Frustration pt2

[aceshighmach]

[1 - Shirley or Tsukasa]

It's an odd sight, seeing Kabuto carry Shirley onto the ship with her wrecked strikers still mangled on her feet. But gently, he sets things her down and replaces the strikers into the bay for her. Shirley's got this sort of forlorn expression at the damaged engine.

"Gonna take a while to get it repaired.... if it can be repaired. Looks like I totally blew out the magic engine."

"Sorry. I'd offer to let you borrow Blade but I need my belt. I'll leave you with that." And with that, Tsukasa walked off, having said his peace and leaving Shirley to sigh.

[2 - Shirley]

You can find her later, disassembling the wrecked strikers and checking the components. Some of them are set aside into a salvage pile, the others, well, they were just junk. The actual components in the salvage was very small as most of it was being consigned to the trash heap.

"Damn... this is going to be tough without getting a whole new striker built. I should check if we have brooms left."

[3 - Tsukasa]

Kabuto's still wandering around. He keeps wondering to himself why he didn't interfere. His wandering takes him from the deck to the mess hall, and then to the Hikari Studio. He hadn't even bothered dropping out of transformation, simply dropping the helmet and making himself some tea.

"After all this, I'm still going with Mio. What the hell is wrong with my priorities..."

Third Song.

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( Cut for someone getting sick. )

Third Song.

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( Cut for someone getting sick. )

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[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

[Action]

Doctor Zero can be found with her birds, stroking them sadly, talking to them to keep herself on the level. Strange what war does, the insane behaviors demanded of you to stay on the narrow roof of sanity.

"I...t-tried to help her. But I c-can't save anyone. Not her or Eno."

Tears well up and overflow but she manages to fight back the kind of obvious snotty, sniffling, sobbing, full of hiccoughs, if only because she dares not open her mouth to speak. Later she can be found looking at Shouko's last medical chart.

[Message]

[This poem fragment appears in several places around the Chalice and once anonymously on the network. If you're very observant/persistent you might be able to catch her putting them out.]

Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,
Every poem an epitaph. And any action
Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat
Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:
See, they depart, and we go with them.

And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
When the tongues of flames are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one.
We are born with the dead:
See, they return, and bring us with them.
The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree
Are of equal duration.

(no subject)

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

[Action]

Doctor Zero can be found with her birds, stroking them sadly, talking to them to keep herself on the level. Strange what war does, the insane behaviors demanded of you to stay on the narrow roof of sanity.

"I...t-tried to help her. But I c-can't save anyone. Not her or Eno."

Tears well up and overflow but she manages to fight back the kind of obvious snotty, sniffling, sobbing, full of hiccoughs, if only because she dares not open her mouth to speak. Later she can be found looking at Shouko's last medical chart.

[Message]

[This poem fragment appears in several places around the Chalice and once anonymously on the network. If you're very observant/persistent you might be able to catch her putting them out.]

Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,
Every poem an epitaph. And any action
Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat
Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:
See, they depart, and we go with them.

And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
When the tongues of flames are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one.
We are born with the dead:
See, they return, and bring us with them.
The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree
Are of equal duration.

(no subject)

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Ranna parks her Warhawk from the shuttle, with none of the techs approaching due to the simmering heat wave emanating from the mech. Alarms can be heard from her cockpit as it opens, before they silenced as she shuts down.

Ranna does not look pleased as she exits the mech.

((Approach her now or later, where she will be at the mess hall.))

(no subject)

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Ranna parks her Warhawk from the shuttle, with none of the techs approaching due to the simmering heat wave emanating from the mech. Alarms can be heard from her cockpit as it opens, before they silenced as she shuts down.

Ranna does not look pleased as she exits the mech.

((Approach her now or later, where she will be at the mess hall.))

Seventh Note | The Part Where She Kills Them

[minorbeat]

[1] (Locked to Hana and Sora)

(You both have been called to meet Seiren in the Training Room. Once there, Seiren is standing before you with her usual stoic look.)

Himesaki, Myoudouin. I have finished getting everything together and today you will be taking part in 'special' training as promised. Any questions?

[2]

(For one reason or another, you come to train. You are meet with Seiren training in armed combat and Hana and Sora in the corner sleeping and looking a little beat up. What do you do?)

Seventh Note | The Part Where She Kills Them

[minorbeat]

[1] (Locked to Hana and Sora)

(You both have been called to meet Seiren in the Training Room. Once there, Seiren is standing before you with her usual stoic look.)

Himesaki, Myoudouin. I have finished getting everything together and today you will be taking part in 'special' training as promised. Any questions?

[2]

(For one reason or another, you come to train. You are meet with Seiren training in armed combat and Hana and Sora in the corner sleeping and looking a little beat up. What do you do?)

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[[Well, Mio's finally all well and good now, but, that means that she's on her way out the door.

She's packed what little she needs; which is probably miniscule compared to Tsukasa's things. A Brittanian transport has come to pick her up as well, but it's not as if she's just going to hop on and take off.

There's her squad, and her friends, who would surely like to say goodbye to her, despite the recent line of loss and tragedy they just went through.

Surely Tsukasa is here too, but you could probably shoot him away if you're trying to have a more moeprivate moment.]]


((After this post is concluded, Mio (and Tsukasa) will be off the ship until the next Strike Witches mission. This would be that transition from Season 1 to Season 2. Canonically, that's a six month gap; here's hoping that it won't ACTUALLY be that long!))

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[aceshighsword.livejournal.com]

[[Well, Mio's finally all well and good now, but, that means that she's on her way out the door.

She's packed what little she needs; which is probably miniscule compared to Tsukasa's things. A Brittanian transport has come to pick her up as well, but it's not as if she's just going to hop on and take off.

There's her squad, and her friends, who would surely like to say goodbye to her, despite the recent line of loss and tragedy they just went through.

Surely Tsukasa is here too, but you could probably shoot him away if you're trying to have a more moeprivate moment.]]


((After this post is concluded, Mio (and Tsukasa) will be off the ship until the next Strike Witches mission. This would be that transition from Season 1 to Season 2. Canonically, that's a six month gap; here's hoping that it won't ACTUALLY be that long!))

Into the Fold.

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1) Haman seems rather busy. If you see her in the hallway you might notice a paper-wrapped parcel cradled in her arms, a table pc in the other, and a look of determination on her face. There where things to do it seemed. A few of her Zeon guards followed her with what looked like a roll of red fabric. If you need something, you better make it quick.

2)(locked to Kamille and Char)
Haman rapped her knuckles on Kamille's door rapidly. She had a few thing that needed to be said before they made this official. She looked down at the package in her arms, and smiled, feeling quite proud of herself.
She knocked again impatiently. It's not nice to keep the Regent waiting.

Into the Fold.

[zeonfunnelcake.livejournal.com]

1) Haman seems rather busy. If you see her in the hallway you might notice a paper-wrapped parcel cradled in her arms, a table pc in the other, and a look of determination on her face. There where things to do it seemed. A few of her Zeon guards followed her with what looked like a roll of red fabric. If you need something, you better make it quick.

2)(locked to Kamille and Char)
Haman rapped her knuckles on Kamille's door rapidly. She had a few thing that needed to be said before they made this official. She looked down at the package in her arms, and smiled, feeling quite proud of herself.
She knocked again impatiently. It's not nice to keep the Regent waiting.