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“What I saw. Of you.” You stopped eating, eager to know more. “Of last night?” You remembered what the Oberst had said of her watching you, and you were still a little wary. Regardless, you hoped there would be something structured here. “Of course, ‘of last night,’ petit.” She pushed the napkin forward. A little doodle, it seemed.
“Look here. You’re the little circle. You slotted right in, shot, and pulled out. See? Then there was the recon flight. The Panther with its camera and her escort. After you shot down the strike mission, the closest escort overshot, then continued her bank. She was trying to lure you while the girl with all her speed would come in. But you didn’t take the bait. You didn’t let glory control you. I’m very pleased. That reminds me… we’ll be in Rose Squadron. They’ve been trying to form a complete flight for some time. I’ll be Seven. What do you think, Rose-Eight?”
You replied…
>”What, Dandelion was taken?”
>”I don’t get to choose my own callsign?”
>”What happened to the last Rose-Eight?”
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You both continued wolfing down your breakfast. There were only a few more bites left, but you still had a moment if you wanted to ask her anything.
You decided to ask her…
>What the hell kind of company is this? You were really fine letting me get into danger?
>”The rumors around Der Valkyries are… strange. Have you ever done anything here you wish you could take back?”
>”Do you know what we’re doing after tomorrow?”
>”’Barbell,’ huh?”
>Nothing, you finished your meal in silence.
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Afterwards, you’d go back to your bunk, and nap a bit to help regulate your schedule. Waking up in the late afternoon, there was time to eat, and find something to do before bed and your training tomorrow.
How did you spend the evening?
>You hit the gym, making sure to stay in shape!
>You searched for the local nightlife, what was there to do?
>You stayed in your room, pouring through your operator’s manual a bit more.
