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A Langenachtfest without a date was said to be an ill omen for the year to come. Nobody but old wives believed that, really, but still, it meant that being single was severely out of fashion in December. In spite of that, for the whole month, you yourself had been single. Not as rare a problem as one might think, but not one expected of somebody like yourself. Reich women loved soldiers, they loved airmen, and they loved war heroes.
You were all three, and a looker to boot, as you were the one and only Reinhold Roth-Vogel, commander of the Grossreich Luftwaffe’s airmobile armor formation, the Luftpanzer Battalion. The only thing quite like it in the world, and you were only twenty-five years old. A very, <span class="mu-i">very</span> young man for your rank, to say the least, and quite honestly more than you could handle right now, but nothing made a man ready for a role than being made to experience it. Or that was what the Luftwaffe high command had brushed you off with.
Apparently, it was the Kaiser’s personal request.
Not long ago you’d have exploited all your charms and achievements to wrap every woman inclined around your finger, but after your unit’s blooding (and success, by your measure, though not command’s) in Helmaggia just over a year ago, a terrible curse had befallen you. The mindset of pickiness. No longer would just any girl do…and it wasn’t a matter of pride. Some friends called it maturity, but you weren’t so sure.
Ah well. It’d be easy to dodge some bad luck if all you needed was a girl at your side for a few days. Your last break had been on amiable terms. A mutual understanding that it was worth giving each other some space, a month ago. For once, it had you that initiated it. You’d needed the space after an incredibly eventful year, especially the recent news making things in your personal life…complicated.
The days leading up to Langenachtfest would be busy for you. Currently, you were…
>Out on errands. The Falkensteins needed things that you had plenty of spare ration cards for, especially milk formula for the kid…
>Putting the Luftpanzer III prototype through its paces. Langenachtfest was off, but not the days before, and your presence and feedback were insisted upon. As it should be.
>Visiting the Graveyard. Old friends rested there, and it was good to get the gloom out of the way early in the day.
You’ll be going through all three, potentially, so this is an order of events before the Long Night’s Fest. Encounter priority and all.
