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So who's 2-5

Feel sorry for 2

Also, @Foster, No CBU abuse

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With that out of the way, Virginia and Rose both stood at attention until the Major left. A race, eh? Virginia's lips curled into a grin as the pair headed out to the locker room. They donned their white under shirts and their flight suits along with their other necessary gear. Neither of them had to sign out sidearms since the both carried their own. Rules were sometimes easier with the UN.

Virginia took a second to admire her Springfield Armory stainless steel 1911A1. Shiny, yes, but it would stand up to a lot of punishment and still dish it out, being chambered in 45 ACP. She much preferred it over the standard 9 mil. Rose wasn't to be outdone, though. She had an old Smith and Wesson Model 629 in 44 Magnum. Blued steel with wood grips; It was a prized possesion. She always carried speed loaders just for good measure.

With all that sorted, they headed out to the flight line.

"Race, heh?" Virginia said aloud. Rose inwardly cringed, for she knew what was coming. "Rose, I feel the need..."

"Please don't."

"The need."

"You wanna pay the Navy five bucks?"

"For speed!"

"Good God." Rose facepalmed and shook her head. It was always like this, what with her callsign and all.

Virginia just laughed at her own joke, knowing full well that it bothered her friend.

"You gonna tell that one to the Major's REO?"

"Huh?"

"Don't play dumb. I saw you stealing glances at her in the briefing room."

"I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about."

"Oh, you're such a liar! I know you well enough to know you like women, and what kind of women you like best."

Virginia was finding it increasingly difficult to hide her reddening face.

"You can't hide it from me! You got the hots for-"

"Not out on the flightline!" Virginia quickly shushed her partner with a clamped hand over her mouth.

Luckily, they were at the aircraft. It's paint job was standard, despite thinking they should put a shark mouth on it since Rose's callsign was Mako, but the tradition belonged to the 23rd Fighter Wing. Oh well, maybe they could get a transfer after this.

"Alright, let's go over the pre-flight..."

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Pvt. Callaway
Squad 04

Veronica's day started the usual military way: By getting yelled at. She was used to it, a little. Of course she didn't like the fact that the sleeping arrangements were co-ed. Not that she didn't trust her comrades but because it just made things really awkward. She had to change in the bathroom before going to bed. She slept in her PT uniform, as was regulation. T-shirt and shorts, with everything else in the locker beside the bed.

The girl shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs out, then hopped out of bed and got her shoes and socks on. She was out the door and ready for the fall-in formation in seconds.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Just got home from work. Now for bed. Post later tonight.

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My Ackbar senses are tingling...

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

I suggest studying up on the effectiveness of the PTRD-41 for reference.

The Federation Crew * A Gundam RP*

So should I make an app or wait

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Though they had been there for a while, this was the first they heard about getting any action. Virginia and Rose were both nonplussed at the late arrival of their new Commanding Officer. Early was on time. On time was late. That's how the mantra went, but the "Hurry up and wait" philosophy always made itself prevalent in the military. As of now, Virginia was leaning back in her seat and taking turns switching between checking her eyelids for cracks and the ceiling. Rose groaned, slumped forward with her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands. Yes, how very quaint. Maybe the mission would be as boring as well.

Virginia Hilts, callsign "Maverick", was a shiny new First Lieutenant who had a reputation for her foul mouth as the dirtiest thing about her. She didn't smoke, didn't drink, didn't even trade jabs when other pilots when she was the subject of one of their callous advances or dirty jokes. It was said that her name Virginia forever cursed her with celibacy. She was tall, skinny, had her locks of dark brown hair pulled back into a regulation bun (that she hated with a passion), and wasn't very stunning in the assets departments of hips, chest, or legs. Thankfully, she at least had some junk in the trunk to be proud of, even if the flight suit hid it mostly.

Rose Patterson, callsign "Mako", was a butter bar and a short stack. She had her hair short enough the be pulled into pig tails and not get yelled at for it. Her chest stuck out despite not being that much bigger than her partners, and her shortness caused the same thing around the back. When you don't have room to grow up, usually the next step is growing out. But usually she only got shit for being teeny tiny. That was most times her better alternative. She had gotten a lot of booster seat jokes, and "you must be this tall..." lines. At least she was the perfect height to sock someone in the bag. That happened only twice, though.

When the Major came in, both of them straightened up and paid attention. Finally, the ball was rolling. The mission seemed simple enough, leading to few questions. Virginia's hand went up, though.

"What's the ROE, sir? We gonna be out there on our own or will we get backup?" She asked in a thick Midwestern accent which annunciated and drew out the vowels in words.

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If anyone's offended they are welcome to PM me. I've never heard of that and have several Chinese friends. Xi is a competent and clever back-seater on the MiG. He and Lonnie, as you will continue to see are quite a comic duo as well.

@Pilatus

Well one of my Asian friends said it was. Just letting you know so now you can't say no one ever told ya.

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@Pilatus Hey, not trying to sound overly sensitive or anything, but just wanted to tell you that "Chinaman" can be seen as a racial slur.