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: | :Griffin troops arrived at a base. | ||
:(Radio) M1911: Thompson, | :(Radio) M1911: Thompson, you’ve got a good field of vision over there. Have you picked your sniper? | ||
: | :Thompson: M21, you’re up. Give me some bullseyes. | ||
:M21: | :M21: Sure. But who should I aim for, the military or Sangvis Ferri? | ||
: | :Thompson: Now is not the time for jokes... | ||
: | :Thompson: Still, seeing that you’re a civilian T-Doll, occasional mistakes are unavoidable, aren’t they? | ||
:M21: | :M21: Heheh. How about... raising the barrel by 1cm on the premise of not endangering the operation? | ||
: | :Thompson: As long as it’s within permissible range of the contract, you can have all the fun you want. | ||
:(Radio) M9: | :(Radio) M9: Hello?! Thompson, are you listening?! | ||
:(Radio) M9: | :(Radio) M9: Um... They’ve started fighting over here all of a sudden! Where are you? Come and get me, quick! | ||
: | :Thompson: Hey... You said you’d be fine on your own. | ||
:(Radio) M9: But the military | :(Radio) M9: But the military opened fire without even a word! Even my base got hit by shells! | ||
:(Radio) M9: | :(Radio) M9: There are Sangvis everywhere! I can’t hold on for much longer. | ||
: | :Thompson: It’s no use asking me for help since I’m also on the field myself. Go and beg 1911. | ||
:(Radio) M9: ( | :(Radio) M9: (Sobs) ...1911, I’m sorry! You win this time! | ||
:(Radio) M1911: ( | :(Radio) M1911: (Sighs) ...I never even thought of it as a competition. | ||
:(Radio) M1911: | :(Radio) M1911: Then time to move, backup team. | ||
Scene 2 | <br>Scene 2 | ||
: | :... | ||
:M9: | :M9: Huh? All the Sangvis...are destroyed? | ||
:M9: | :M9: A-Are you one of us? | ||
: | :Super SASS: SuperSASS, new recruit at Griffin. Glad to be of help, Miss M9. | ||
:M9: Th...Thank | :M9: Th...Thank goodness... | ||
:M9: | :M9: You’re my hero, Super...whatever! | ||
: | :Super SASS: It’s SuperSASS, Miss M9. | ||
: | :Super SASS: And you’re squishing the breath out of me... | ||
Scene | <br>Scene 3 | ||
: | :Thompson: Phew, thank goodness you’d prepared for backup beforehand. Otherwise things wouldn’t have ended pretty for M9. | ||
:(Radio) M1911: ( | :(Radio) M1911: (Sighs) It only worked because it had quieted down where M9 was, Thompson. | ||
: | :Thompson: True. But SuperSASS is right on time. I was just thinking who to send this time. | ||
:(Radio) | :(Radio) Super SASS: Hmm? Where to? | ||
: | :Thompson: To bring Griffin honor and glory, SuperSASS. The organization needs you. | ||
:(Radio) | :(Radio) Super SASS: Huh? What? ...Me? |
Revision as of 23:35, 29 May 2020
Scene 1
- Griffin troops arrived at a base.
- (Radio) M1911: Thompson, you’ve got a good field of vision over there. Have you picked your sniper?
- Thompson: M21, you’re up. Give me some bullseyes.
- M21: Sure. But who should I aim for, the military or Sangvis Ferri?
- Thompson: Now is not the time for jokes...
- Thompson: Still, seeing that you’re a civilian T-Doll, occasional mistakes are unavoidable, aren’t they?
- M21: Heheh. How about... raising the barrel by 1cm on the premise of not endangering the operation?
- Thompson: As long as it’s within permissible range of the contract, you can have all the fun you want.
- (Radio) M9: Hello?! Thompson, are you listening?!
- (Radio) M9: Um... They’ve started fighting over here all of a sudden! Where are you? Come and get me, quick!
- Thompson: Hey... You said you’d be fine on your own.
- (Radio) M9: But the military opened fire without even a word! Even my base got hit by shells!
- (Radio) M9: There are Sangvis everywhere! I can’t hold on for much longer.
- Thompson: It’s no use asking me for help since I’m also on the field myself. Go and beg 1911.
- (Radio) M9: (Sobs) ...1911, I’m sorry! You win this time!
- (Radio) M1911: (Sighs) ...I never even thought of it as a competition.
- (Radio) M1911: Then time to move, backup team.
Scene 2
- ...
- M9: Huh? All the Sangvis...are destroyed?
- M9: A-Are you one of us?
- Super SASS: SuperSASS, new recruit at Griffin. Glad to be of help, Miss M9.
- M9: Th...Thank goodness...
- M9: You’re my hero, Super...whatever!
- Super SASS: It’s SuperSASS, Miss M9.
- Super SASS: And you’re squishing the breath out of me...
Scene 3
- Thompson: Phew, thank goodness you’d prepared for backup beforehand. Otherwise things wouldn’t have ended pretty for M9.
- (Radio) M1911: (Sighs) It only worked because it had quieted down where M9 was, Thompson.
- Thompson: True. But SuperSASS is right on time. I was just thinking who to send this time.
- (Radio) Super SASS: Hmm? Where to?
- Thompson: To bring Griffin honor and glory, SuperSASS. The organization needs you.
- (Radio) Super SASS: Huh? What? ...Me?