Strike Witches 2012 Episode 9: Warkeeping

[Al-Harbiyyah]

"Give me some space. I need to check her injuries." Yukine said and she approaches the downed Witch whose name is Yuki based on the guy who shouts her name. Ignoring others, she immediately put her hand on top of Yuki's head and a faint glow coming from her hand as her Fusonese Bobcat familiar appeared.

Several minutes later, she finally lift her hand and said, "She'll be fine...although she need to get to the triage center or field hospital judging by the severity of her crash. She at least suffer several broken ribs, dislocated shoulder and a broken left leg. I managed to fix the light wound. For the heavy wounds...I could manage to reduce the pain she's having and I suggest that she needs to go to any field hospital nearby."

She then looked at the Liberion who talked to her and ordered, "I need a stretcher, two planks or anything straight for her left feet and bandage. Oh and don't forget to call the ERT (Emergency Response Team) to get her to the nearest medical center."

Not a moment too soon, a stretcher, a medical kit and a pair of wooden planks were laid beside the injured witch. Standing over Yuki and Yukine, a cold-faced brunette glared down with a blank, apathetic stare, fixing up the stretcher as they prepare to bring Yuki on it. Chillingly unfazed by the injury to her fellow witch, Adela simply stated in an emotionless droll, "there is a medical centre at Odessa's Western Naval Base. We can escort her there on foot. However, not all of us can speak Russian or Ukrainian, and the only person I know who can has refused to step off the carrier even once. Anything else you need, though?"

Looking at the blank looking emotionless Witch makes Yukine widened her eye in surprise, she thought What the hell? Is she just that emotionless like the document said? She finally sighed as she finished bandaging the left foot of the injured Witch with the two planks to keep her leg straight and lift her up to the stretcher.

"No not for now." Yukine replied the blank emotionless witch question then looked back at the injured Witch and said she said, "Call whoever this person is, drag them if you had too. I will not risk a life for such a small matter like this and I will take no for an answer...and please someone carry her Striker away, we got a C-2 transports with escort fighter to land here."

[Wolfenium]

Not a moment too soon, a stretcher, a medical kit and a pair of wooden planks were laid beside the injured witch. Standing over Yuki and Yukine, a cold-faced brunette glared down with a blank, apathetic stare, fixing up the stretcher as they prepare to bring Yuki on it. Chillingly unfazed by the injury to her fellow witch, Adela simply stated in an emotionless droll, "there is a medical centre at Odessa's Western Naval Base. We can escort her there on foot. However, not all of us can speak Russian or Ukrainian, and the only person I know who can has refused to step off the carrier even once. Anything else you need, though?"

Looking at the blank looking emotionless Witch makes Yukine widened her eye in surprise, she thought What the hell? Is she just that emotionless like the document said? She finally sighed as she finished bandaging the left foot of the injured Witch with the two planks to keep her leg straight and lift her up to the stretcher.

"No not for now." Yukine replied the blank emotionless witch question then looked back at the injured Witch and said she said, "Call whoever this person is, drag them if you had too. I will not risk a life for such a small matter like this and I will take no for an answer...and please someone carry her Striker away, we got a C-2 transports with escort fighter to land here."

Eyeing the new witch, Adela simply turned away as she began to haul Yuki's strikers aside. Laying the engines by the wall, she responded in a chilling tone, "her name is Svetlana Remitonova, Sergeant rank. She's locked herself inside her bunk. If you need help, there's always Lieutenant Yemelyanenko, but I'm not familiar with new arrivals and I haven't seen her often. We should get Mikhailov to the medical centre anyway. We can deal with language issues later."

[Finorskia]

Looking at the blank looking emotionless Witch makes Yukine widened her eye in surprise, she thought What the hell? Is she just that emotionless like the document said? She finally sighed as she finished bandaging the left foot of the injured Witch with the two planks to keep her leg straight and lift her up to the stretcher.

"No not for now." Yukine replied the blank emotionless witch question then looked back at the injured Witch and said she said, "Call whoever this person is, drag them if you had too. I will not risk a life for such a small matter like this and I will take no for an answer...and please someone carry her Striker away, we got a C-2 transports with escort fighter to land here."

Eyeing the new witch, Adela simply turned away as she began to haul Yuki's strikers aside. Laying the engines by the wall, she responded in a chilling tone, "her name is Svetlana Remitonova, Sergeant rank. She's locked herself inside her bunk. If you need help, there's always Lieutenant Yemelyanenko, but I'm not familiar with new arrivals and I haven't seen her often. We should get Mikhailov to the medical center anyway. We can deal with language issues later."

Yuri stepped in. "I speak Orussian." He said. He voice carried a tone of worry for his sister. "My father taught me and my sister. Here I'll help with the stretcher." He said walking over by the head of the stretcher and grabbing hold of the head of the stretcher. "Lets go." He said.

[Al-Harbiyyah]

Looking at the blank looking emotionless Witch makes Yukine widened her eye in surprise, she thought What the hell? Is she just that emotionless like the document said? She finally sighed as she finished bandaging the left foot of the injured Witch with the two planks to keep her leg straight and lift her up to the stretcher.

"No not for now." Yukine replied the blank emotionless witch question then looked back at the injured Witch and said she said, "Call whoever this person is, drag them if you had too. I will not risk a life for such a small matter like this and I will take no for an answer...and please someone carry her Striker away, we got a C-2 transports with escort fighter to land here."

Eyeing the new witch, Adela simply turned away as she began to haul Yuki's strikers aside. Laying the engines by the wall, she responded in a chilling tone, "her name is Svetlana Remitonova, Sergeant rank. She's locked herself inside her bunk. If you need help, there's always Lieutenant Yemelyanenko, but I'm not familiar with new arrivals and I haven't seen her often. We should get Mikhailov to the medical centre anyway. We can deal with language issues later."

Hearing the Witch giving some info, she then sighed as she scratched the back of her head, "If you say so, at least I just hoped she can get her asses up and help us for a change." She said as she takes another look at Yuki before looking at the Emotionless Witch again.

When the man stepped up and claimed himself that he can speak Orussian, Yukine couldn't help but to smile and said, "Okay, you're with me then. Call the ambulance ASAP." She ordered.

"Well I suppose we haven't introduce each other, I'm Captain Yukine Ishizawa. Fusoan Imperial Air Force 7th Air Wing and a new transfer Witch to the 501st." She said as she introduce herself to the Witch and the man who is somewhat a relative to Yuki.

[Firstaria]

"Welcome Yuki" Sarah said with a very little bit of emotion, while she showed none for Yuri's incident.

Last time, We missed this introduction to help the paramedics. We don't need to care, We need to know what could have happened here...

She looked around and realized the 'fallen' witch would be just fine, regardless that her striker needed some repairs. Also, an Orussian officer came closer to Ruya, a bit concerned about the incident but clearly here to bring some information. " Welcome Odessa, 501th. I need a confirmation, as a man arrived some hours ago affirming to be part of your Engineering team, he's now in custody until his identity is fully confirmed. As you know, we are in an high alert status due to the recent events and the war. "

[Wolfenium]

Eyeing the new witch, Adela simply turned away as she began to haul Yuki's strikers aside. Laying the engines by the wall, she responded in a chilling tone, "her name is Svetlana Remitonova, Sergeant rank. She's locked herself inside her bunk. If you need help, there's always Lieutenant Yemelyanenko, but I'm not familiar with new arrivals and I haven't seen her often. We should get Mikhailov to the medical centre anyway. We can deal with language issues later."

Hearing the Witch giving some info, she then sighed as she scratched the back of her head, "If you say so, at least I just hoped she can get her asses up and help us for a change." She said as she takes another look at Yuri before looking at the Emotionless Witch again.

When the man stepped up and claimed himself that he can speak Orussian, Yukine couldn't help but to smile and said, "Okay, you're with me then. Call the ambulance ASAP." She ordered.

"Well I suppose we haven't introduce each other, I'm Captain Yukine Ishizawa. Fusoan Imperial Air Force 7th Air Wing and a new transfer Witch to the 501st." She said as she introduce herself to the Witch.

"First Lieutenant Adela Tepes, Ostmark Imperial Air Force, former 74th Siebenburgen Squadron," Adela stated coldly, a hint of dread ringing in the tip of her tongue, "virtually my entire team defected to Illyria. A shame."

It was not like Adela to be so melancholic. Her entire appearance spoke of total apathy. It was as if she gave up on the world. While not much of a divergence from her normal personality, it did cast a darker side to her typical arbitrary outlook.

As Sarah made her appearance, Adela felt compelled to take her leave. Moving off, she told the others, "I'll leave Mikhailov in your capable hands, Madam. I wonder how many more people will die in the hands of incompetent politicians."

[Finorskia]

Eyeing the new witch, Adela simply turned away as she began to haul Yuki's strikers aside. Laying the engines by the wall, she responded in a chilling tone, "her name is Svetlana Remitonova, Sergeant rank. She's locked herself inside her bunk. If you need help, there's always Lieutenant Yemelyanenko, but I'm not familiar with new arrivals and I haven't seen her often. We should get Mikhailov to the medical centre anyway. We can deal with language issues later."

Hearing the Witch giving some info, she then sighed as she scratched the back of her head, "If you say so, at least I just hoped she can get her asses up and help us for a change." She said as she takes another look at Yuki before looking at the Emotionless Witch again.



When the man stepped up and claimed himself that he can speak Orussian, Yukine couldn't help but to smile and said, "Okay, you're with me then. Call the ambulance ASAP." She ordered.

"Well I suppose we haven't introduce each other, I'm Captain Yukine Ishizawa. Fusoan Imperial Air Force 7th Air Wing and a new transfer Witch to the 501st." She said as she introduce herself to the Witch and the man who is somewhat a relative to Yuki.

"Major Yuri Mikhailov. I'm her older brother." He said. He looked at his sister. "I wonder what caused her to do this." He looked up at Yukine. "Thanks for helping her by the way." He then held out his hand in order to shake it. "Alright I'll call the ambulance." He said pulling out his phone. He then dialed the emergency number and told the people on the other line that they had a downed witch at the airport.
"Alright then, that's taken care of."

[Firstaria]

Sarah smiled "Incompetent politicians...that's an interesting thing to say in a period of war like this. Usually politician have to show their best in these periods, as leaders are born from conflicts. " Then looked at Tepes and said "I must ask, if the 501th would find itself to fight Illiyria, and you would meet your companions, would you be actually able to shot them down? It doesn't look like the Sisters are going to be ok with any outside authority, I bet they will not accept the 501th at this point. The world already jumped on them, why worrying on making it more angry? "

[Al-Harbiyyah]

Hearing the Witch giving some info, she then sighed as she scratched the back of her head, "If you say so, at least I just hoped she can get her asses up and help us for a change." She said as she takes another look at Yuri before looking at the Emotionless Witch again.

When the man stepped up and claimed himself that he can speak Orussian, Yukine couldn't help but to smile and said, "Okay, you're with me then. Call the ambulance ASAP." She ordered.

"Well I suppose we haven't introduce each other, I'm Captain Yukine Ishizawa. Fusoan Imperial Air Force 7th Air Wing and a new transfer Witch to the 501st." She said as she introduce herself to the Witch.

"First Lieutenant Adela Tepes, Ostmark Imperial Air Force, former 74th Siebenburgen Squadron," Adela stated coldly, a hint of dread ringing in the tip of her tongue, "virtually my entire team defected to Illyria. A shame."

It was not like Adela to be so melancholic. Her entire appearance spoke of total apathy. It was as if she gave up on the world. While not much of a divergence from her normal personality, it did cast a darker side to her typical arbitrary outlook.

As Sarah made her appearance, Adela felt compelled to take her leave. Moving off, she told the others, "I'll leave Mikhailov in your capable hands, Madam. I wonder how many more people will die in the hands of incompetent politicians."

After the Witch introduce herself as First Lieutenant Tepes and told about the full defection of her team like it was nothing and also talked about how many would die for the incompetence of the politician, she sighed again, "Haven't seeing better days now do you First Lieutenant Tepes? Well formality aside you can call me Yukine."

She then turned to hear the introduction of the young man named Major Yuri Mikhailov, the older brother of Yuki and shake his hands "Nice to know you Major Mikhailov but I must ask, both of you are Fusoan or Orussian? Yuki here definitely looks like a Fusoan. Mix blood perhaps?" She ask while waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

Behind her thought as she looked at what seemed to be a sister of Major Mikhailov, she couldn't help but to see the irony that both of their names started with 'Yuki'

[Rupudska]

"Welcome Yuki" Sarah said with a very little bit of emotion, while she showed none for Yuri's incident.

Last time, We missed this introduction to help the paramedics. We don't need to care, We need to know what could have happened here...

She looked around and realized the 'fallen' witch would be just fine, regardless that her striker needed some repairs. Also, an Orussian officer came closer to Ruya, a bit concerned about the incident but clearly here to bring some information. " Welcome Odessa, 501st. I need a confirmation, as a man arrived some hours ago affirming to be part of your Engineering team, he's now in custody until his identity is fully confirmed. As you know, we are in an high alert status due to the recent events and the war. "

Ruya nodded. "If you can give me his papers, I'll tell you if he's to be part of our engineering team. I have a vague idea of his name, but it was late when I got the news, so I don't remember exactly."

"Well I suppose we haven't introduce each other, I'm Captain Yukine Ishizawa. Fusoan Imperial Air Force 7th Air Wing and a new transfer Witch to the 501st." She said as she introduce herself to the Witch and the man who is somewhat a relative to Yuki.

The two highest-ranking officers saluted Yukine.
"Lieutenant Colonel Sohvi Häyhä, commanding officer and sniper for the 501st."
"Major Ruya el-Amin, executive officer and stealth expert of the 501st."

[Al-Harbiyyah]

"Welcome Yuki" Sarah said with a very little bit of emotion, while she showed none for Yuri's incident.

Last time, We missed this introduction to help the paramedics. We don't need to care, We need to know what could have happened here...

She looked around and realized the 'fallen' witch would be just fine, regardless that her striker needed some repairs. Also, an Orussian officer came closer to Ruya, a bit concerned about the incident but clearly here to bring some information. " Welcome Odessa, 501st. I need a confirmation, as a man arrived some hours ago affirming to be part of your Engineering team, he's now in custody until his identity is fully confirmed. As you know, we are in an high alert status due to the recent events and the war. "

Ruya nodded. "If you can give me his papers, I'll tell you if he's to be part of our engineering team. I have a vague idea of his name, but it was late when I got the news, so I don't remember exactly."

"Well I suppose we haven't introduce each other, I'm Captain Yukine Ishizawa. Fusoan Imperial Air Force 7th Air Wing and a new transfer Witch to the 501st." She said as she introduce herself to the Witch and the man who is somewhat a relative to Yuki.

The two highest-ranking officers saluted Yukine.
"Lieutenant Colonel Sohvi Häyhä, commanding officer and sniper for the 501st."
"Major Ruya el-Amin, executive officer and stealth expert of the 501st."

Yukine saluted back at the two CO of the 501st as she said with a grin, "Nice to meet you too likewise ma'am. I guess I'll be the resident 'medical adviser' to the team then am I?"

Just then a Kawasaki C-2 transport plane and its escorts finally lands on the tarmac and begin their taxi to a prepared hangar at the airport. She looks at the plane and the looked back to the two CO, "If you excuse me ma'am I need to grab my stuff first."

[Finorskia]

"First Lieutenant Adela Tepes, Ostmark Imperial Air Force, former 74th Siebenburgen Squadron," Adela stated coldly, a hint of dread ringing in the tip of her tongue, "virtually my entire team defected to Illyria. A shame."

It was not like Adela to be so melancholic. Her entire appearance spoke of total apathy. It was as if she gave up on the world. While not much of a divergence from her normal personality, it did cast a darker side to her typical arbitrary outlook.

As Sarah made her appearance, Adela felt compelled to take her leave. Moving off, she told the others, "I'll leave Mikhailov in your capable hands, Madam. I wonder how many more people will die in the hands of incompetent politicians."

After the Witch introduce herself as First Lieutenant Tepes and told about the full defection of her team like it was nothing and also talked about how many would die for the incompetence of the politician, she sighed again, "Haven't seeing better days now do you First Lieutenant Tepes? Well formality aside you can call me Yukine."

She then turned to hear the introduction of the young man named Major Yuri Mikhailov, the older brother of Yuki and shake his hands "Nice to know you Major Mikhailov but I must ask, both of you are Fusoan or Orussian? Yuki here definitely looks like a Fusoan. Mix blood perhaps?" She ask while waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

Behind her thought as she looked at what seemed to be a sister of Major Mikhailov, she couldn't help but to see the irony that both of their names started with 'Yuki'

"Were Liberion actually. Our mother was from Fuso and our Father was from Orussia. They met in Liberion and had me, so I have triple citizenship. Because of their jobs however, they ended up separated in their respective countries for eleven years, though they kept in touch and would meet each other every Christmas in Liberion, and after six years got married, though they were still separated. Eleven years after I was borne, my sister was borne. With just one kid it had been fine, they had just shipped me from one house to the next every six month, but now that there was a second kid they had to settle down. They decided on Liberion because they figured it would provide us with the greatest freedoms, and because it was were they met. Yuki was also borne in Liberion before they moved there by the way, so she also has tripple citizenship. My dad named me and my mother named my sister. I am fluent in both Orussian, Fusoian, and English. My sister only knows Fusoian and English and a little bit of Orussian. When I grew up I went to he Liberion Air Force Academy, and my sister drew inspiration from that. When she found out she was a witch she asked my mother if she could move to Fuso and join the Fuso witches, she was always obsessed with our mothers home. Our parents said yes, and well here we are. That's why my sister wears the Fuso uniform instead of the Liberion one." He smiled and looked at his sister. "She's been through a lot. She lost her eye protecting a fellow witch, and know shes having to cope with the loss of a comrade." He sighed and gave a half smile at no particular person.

[Al-Harbiyyah]

After the Witch introduce herself as First Lieutenant Tepes and told about the full defection of her team like it was nothing and also talked about how many would die for the incompetence of the politician, she sighed again, "Haven't seeing better days now do you First Lieutenant Tepes? Well formality aside you can call me Yukine."

She then turned to hear the introduction of the young man named Major Yuri Mikhailov, the older brother of Yuki and shake his hands "Nice to know you Major Mikhailov but I must ask, both of you are Fusoan or Orussian? Yuki here definitely looks like a Fusoan. Mix blood perhaps?" She ask while waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

Behind her thought as she looked at what seemed to be a sister of Major Mikhailov, she couldn't help but to see the irony that both of their names started with 'Yuki'

"Were Liberion actually. Our mother was from Fuso and our Father was from Orussia. They met in Liberion and had me, so I have triple citizenship. Because of their jobs however, they ended up separated in their respective countries for eleven years, though they kept in touch and would meet each other every Christmas in Liberion, and after six years got married, though they were still separated. Eleven years after I was borne, my sister was borne. With just one kid it had been fine, they had just shipped me from one house to the next every six month, but now that there was a second kid they had to settle down. They decided on Liberion because they figured it would provide us with the greatest freedoms, and because it was were they met. Yuki was also borne in Liberion before they moved there by the way, so she also has tripple citizenship. My dad named me and my mother named my sister. I am fluent in both Orussian, Fusoian, and English. My sister only knows Fusoian and English and a little bit of Orussian. When I grew up I went to he Liberion Air Force Academy, and my sister drew inspiration from that. When she found out she was a witch she asked my mother if she could move to Fuso and join the Fuso witches, she was always obsessed with our mothers home. Our parents said yes, and well here we are. That's why my sister wears the Fuso uniform instead of the Liberion one." He smiled and looked at his sister. "She's been through a lot. She lost her eye protecting a fellow witch, and know shes having to cope with the loss of a comrade." He sighed and gave a half smile at no particular person.

Before Yukine went to the parked C-2 to get her stuff, she looked back at Mikhail with a smile and said, "I guess I'm sorry for what happened to your sister here Major..." She paused as she take another glance at Yuki and then turned back to Mikhail, "But you have to know one important thing, she have you and she need the emotional support that she can."

She chuckled before he wonders what she meant, "Trust me, I seen something like this many time in my service so its understandable. Oh and before I forget anything, I advised that Yuki here that she is forbid to go on sortie. Emotional stress and fatigue can kill a Witch you know, I also advised you to spend more time with your sister and less time on sortie, she needs someone close to her for support."

[Wolfenium]

Sarah smiled "Incompetent politicians...that's an interesting thing to say in a period of war like this. Usually politician have to show their best in these periods, as leaders are born from conflicts. " Then looked at Tepes and said "I must ask, if the 501th would find itself to fight Illiyria, and you would meet your companions, would you be actually able to shot them down? It doesn't look like the Sisters are going to be ok with any outside authority, I bet they will not accept the 501th at this point. The world already jumped on them, why worrying on making it more angry? "

Adela merely gave a deathly glare as she kept her silence. It was hard to discern whether she was lost for words or not. Nonetheless, she took some time before she finally came up with an answer.

"I doubt someone who has never faced this sort of dilemma can understand," she stated in spite, a flash of her old flair burning in her voice, "especially a Gallian bitch who claimed to be possessed by an Orthodox nun. I may have few problems shooting deserters like them, but I have even less problems shooting slanderous eyesores like you. I don't answer to the Hasburgs or to the nun. I'll decide who I find more annoying when the time comes. I suggest you go help the medic escort Yuki to the medical centre. I have things to attend to."

While the outbursts and screams were eerily absent from the once fiesty noblewoman, Adela showed she was still capable of feeling outrage. It was bad enough that her squadron had rebelled en masse. Now the girl insisted on putting on the cursed question for her. Not one to entertain such notions, Adela soon departed for the lower decks. However, the question Sarah posed remained a doubtful prospect. It was not a question of whether Adela had the heart to harm her old friends. Rather, the question was where do Adela's loyalties after such confusion. It was a choice she would have to address eventually, and she did not like to be reminded of it.

[Firstaria]

So, we misunderstood, she didn't changed at all...

Sarah remained unfazed by the outburst of Adela, still thinking about this guy who apparently arrived. Who was this new engineer? It seemed strange to her that an engineer of all the things would be added now to the team. And from where?

[Hetland 2]

Once Natalie landed she hurriedly took off her backpack, placed her gun in its rack, jumped out of her strikers and ran to the galley. She returned a little while later with a couple of egg, bacon, sausage, and cheese sandwiches, which she finished by the time she reached her striker packs. As she walked passed Ruya she herd the major call to see if everyone was there.
"Yo." Was all Natalie said to acknowledge her existence. She returned to her strikers, picked up her M2 Browning, checked to make sure there was no more ammo in the gun, and walked on over to Lysta.
"Sup." Natalie said with a slight strain from holding the big gun.

Lysta turned around casually, nodding to Natalie to she'd acknowledge her presence. As she stepped out of her strikers She whipped out a piece of paper and stuck it on the left leg of her striker.
It read:
"Please do not mess with these strikers without my permission. They maybe temperamental but I don't trust any of you with them. If you feel you must you should be prepared to pay the fine directly to the Queen.
Sincerely,
Master Sergeant Lysta NiGowan,
Royal Brittanian Special Weapons and Striker Research and Development Team."
to the side of the signature was a cute drawing of Lysta's upper half in chibi form it appeared to be praying, Her bust still very obviously present even in the cartoonish drawing.
When she spoke again her voice was very professional, though she couldn't hide the natural sweetness of her voice nor her Gaelic accent.
"How may I help you?"

[Occupied Deutschland]

Bushra stayed where she was in the hangar as much of the squadron rushed to the aid of Yuki. It wasn't that she was indifferent to the matter, she viewed it as horrific and tragic beyond compare. But there was little help she could be, so best to stay out of the way and let others who might be more help take action without her in the way.

And isn't that what you always do?

Shutup.

Sighing, Bushra slowly wandered out of the hangar. A shower sounded wonderful right now.

Being alone sounded wonderful right now. Whenever she was with the rest of the 501st she only got more confused, more uncertain...

More frustrated. But not with them.

With herself.

[Minroz]

-snip-

“You’re such a good brother, you know that.” Nuray remark, giving him a smile. “Be sure to look after her more often, she need some support she all could get, okay.”

-snip-

Looking at the Fusoan witch, the Turkish girl gave her a greeting smile and gave her a bow. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Yukine. I’m Lieutenant Nuray Shahin, Tenth Ottoman Strike Witches Squadron. Welcome to 501st, like you, I’m still new here. I had feeling we’ll get along.”

She glances at the rest of the 501st. “I’m curious my Fusoan friend, what brings you here?”

---

Overlooking from the Odessa airport deck, Oksana had already observes the landing of the 501st, scanning them for her insights. She smiles evilly, finding out that her hated nemesis, Nuray Shahin has arrived. If she doesn’t have any self-discipline, Oksana will simply burst out of the airport and try killing that damn Turk despite there’s people around.

“Hehehe, watch out Nuray, there’s no safe place her for you to hide, not even the 501st.” She thought giddily. “There’s someone within, who will kill you when your back has turned. It will not be long if Bushra had finally revealed her true colours, hehehe.”

Giggling softly as he leans forward on the deck rails, relaxing. “Pity, I can’t watch you die. I would love to see the look of your face, the one of shock and surprise, filled with thoughts of feeling betrayed. I will pay a lot of roubles for that, hehehe. Anyway, welcome to Orussia, I’m sure you enjoy your stay.”

Appearing out of nowhere is the twin Ukrainian girls walk up to Oksana from behind, these Ukrainians are in fact one of her most loyal witches – the Cherdenko sisters, Vera and Klara. Notoriously know for their phase magical ability and skilled infiltrators and assassins, they’re also sadistic like their superior herself. They’ve been summoned in her presence.

“Polkovnik, Junior Lieutenant Vera Cherdenko here, reporting in.” Vera the short-haired announce.

“Polkovnik, Junior Lieutenant Klara Cherdenko here, reporting in.” Klara the long-haired announce. They then smile maliciously afterwards, awaiting orders from Oksana.

The blonde-haired Orussian glances at them with a wicked smile, still leaning on the rails.

“Both of you keep an eye on the 501st, especially the two Ottoman witches. Make sure Nuray Shahin is dead, by any means necessary. Do I make myself clear?” she orders.

“Yes Ma’am.” They said in unison before disappearing into thin air. Oksana burst into a dark laughter in the air.

Nuray quickly whips her head at the airport terminal, sensing something sinister is going to happen. Later, she frowns into serious expression.

“So…you’re here as well, huh.” She thought darkly about the certain Orussian witch.

[Al-Harbiyyah]

-snip-

“You’re such a good brother, you know that.” Nuray remark, giving him a smile. “Be sure to look after her more often, she need some support she all could get, okay.”

-snip-

Looking at the Fusoan witch, the Turkish girl gave her a greeting smile and gave her a bow. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Yukine. I’m Lieutenant Nuray Shahin, Tenth Ottoman Strike Witches Squadron. Welcome to 501st, like you, I’m still new here. I had feeling we’ll get along.”

She glances at the rest of the 501st. “I’m curious my Fusoan friend, what brings you here?”

---

Overlooking from the Odessa airport deck, Oksana had already observes the landing of the 501st, scanning them for her insights. She smiles evilly, finding out that her hated nemesis, Nuray Shahin has arrived. If she doesn’t have any self-discipline, Oksana will simply burst out of the airport and try killing that damn Turk despite there’s people around.

“Hehehe, watch out Nuray, there’s no safe place her for you to hide, not even the 501st.” She thought giddily. “There’s someone within, who will kill you when your back has turned. It will not be long if Bushra had finally revealed her true colours, hehehe.”

Giggling softly as he leans forward on the deck rails, relaxing. “Pity, I can’t watch you die. I would love to see the look of your face, the one of shock and surprise, filled with thoughts of feeling betrayed. I will pay a lot of roubles for that, hehehe. Anyway, welcome to Orussia, I’m sure you enjoy your stay.”

Appearing out of nowhere is the twin Ukrainian girls walk up to Oksana from behind, these Ukrainians are in fact one of her most loyal witches – the Cherdenko sisters, Vera and Klara. Notoriously know for their phase magical ability and skilled infiltrators and assassins, they’re also sadistic like their superior herself. They’ve been summoned in her presence.

“Polkovnik, Junior Lieutenant Vera Cherdenko here, reporting in.” Vera the short-haired announce.

“Polkovnik, Junior Lieutenant Klara Cherdenko here, reporting in.” Klara the long-haired announce. They then smile maliciously afterwards, awaiting orders from Oksana.

The blonde-haired Orussian glances at them with a wicked smile, still leaning on the rails.

“Both of you keep an eye on the 501st, especially the two Ottoman witches. Make sure Nuray Shahin is dead, by any means necessary. Do I make myself clear?” she orders.

“Yes Ma’am.” They said in unison before disappearing into thin air. Oksana burst into a dark laughter in the air.

Nuray quickly whips her head at the airport terminal, sensing something sinister is going to happen. Later, she frowns into serious expression.

“So…you’re here as well, huh.” She thought darkly about the certain Orussian witch.

It was after Yukine grab several of his stuff that an Ottoman Witch named Lieutenant Nuray Shahin greets her and even said that she is also still new in the 501st. Yukine couldn't help but to smile at her, "Likewise Lieutenant. You can call me Yukine."

When she asked why Yukine is here she just said, "Under orders. It seems the High Command finally wanted to send their own representative to show that we are also...'care'. Well I guess it can't be help as I've been chosen as the lucky ones. Anyway I hope both of us we'll work together." She extended her hands and waiting for her to do the same.

[Minroz]

-snip-

“Same here, Yukine.” Nuray reply as she extend her hand and accept the handshake. “Say, what’s your magical ability? Well, mine is healing which also allows me to heal myself and others. I think you’re here because of your talents, how many of the Neurois you’ve destroyed?”

Putting her hand on her hip. “Besides, we’re going to fight some more of them from the hive in Georgia. Do you think you’re up to the task? Don’t get me wrong, I think I can tell you will.” she smiles, awaiting the Fusoan reply.

[Al-Harbiyyah]

-snip-

“Same here, Yukine.” Nuray reply as she extend her hand and accept the handshake. “Say, what’s your magical ability? Well, mine is healing which also allows me to heal myself and others. I think you’re here because of your talents, how many of the Neurois you’ve destroyed?”

Putting her hand on her hip. “Besides, we’re going to fight some more of them from the hive in Georgia. Do you think you’re up to the task? Don’t get me wrong, I think I can tell you will.” she smiles, awaiting the Fusoan reply.

Yukine raised her eyebrows when Nuray told her own ability, "Healing? Well damn I think we've got two medics already." She said as she sighed at the female Turks. Well she couldn't help it but at least she finally thought Well, at least I got someone that can help me with

When ask about how many Neuroi she killed, "About 10 so far, five during the Battle of Colombo and five more during the Neuroi incursion to my homeland and don't worry, I've seen enough combat to know my priority." She grinned at the Turk.

[Starkindler]

Meanwhile finally Nastya's plane had touched ground, and she she got off it. She had seen a Witch crash on another runway. She started to run, but her ability didn't manifest in running, so by the time she arrived, the situation was already handled by Yuri and a Fusoan witch she couldn't remember having seen on the Yaeger. She looked concerned about Yuki, but she had seen that the situation has already been handled, with the cleanup and medical team on the way.

When she arrived, she was contacted by a private apparently running errands around the airbase. He got a folder in his hands, which she handed to the Witch. She opened it, then asking for a pen, signed inside it several times, before handing it back to the private, futilely masking her emotions. The papers was the confirmation notes of her 'new' striker units, the experimental ones she left at Siberia using the more-tested ones for her sorties. The ones which had literally burned out.

Quickly regaining control, she looked at the Fusoan witch, seeming to be the medic around there, and giving her space for anything she wants to do.
"Is Yuki going to be allright, Captain..." - she said, leaving her question open to allow her to remind her of her name.

[Al-Harbiyyah]

Meanwhile finally Nastya's plane had touched ground, and she she got off it. She had seen a Witch crash on another runway. She started to run, but her ability didn't manifest in running, so by the time she arrived, the situation was already handled by Yuri and a Fusoan witch she couldn't remember having seen on the Yaeger. She looked concerned about Yuki, but she had seen that the situation has already been handled, with the cleanup and medical team on the way.

When she arrived, she was contacted by a private apparently running errands around the airbase. He got a folder in his hands, which she handed to the Witch. She opened it, then asking for a pen, signed inside it several times, before handing it back to the private, futilely masking her emotions. The papers was the confirmation notes of her 'new' striker units, the experimental ones she left at Siberia using the more-tested ones for her sorties. The ones which had literally burned out.

Quickly regaining control, she looked at the Fusoan witch, seeming to be the medic around there, and giving her space for anything she wants to do.
"Is Yuki going to be allright, Captain..." - she said, leaving her question open to allow her to remind her of her name.

Yukine looks at the new arriving Witch as she asks about Yuki's condition, "Don't worry she'll be fine although I recommend that she cannot go on sortie for awhile, talk to the Major, he'll explain what I've explain to him."

And before Yukine forgot, she introduces herself after she looked at the Witch who curiously looked at her, "I guess I should introduce myself then. Captain Yukine Ishizawa, Fusoan Imperial Air Force 7th Air Wing. New transfer Witch to the 501st."

[Occupied Deutschland]

Bushra leaned against the edge of the hangar, staring at Nuray as she spoke to one of the new arrivals, her earlier purpose for leaving the hangar forgotten. She hadn’t made any move against the Turkish witch because she wanted to try and prove to the other members of the 501st exactly what kind of a murdering bitch Nuray was.

But she didn’t have any evidence, and because she didn’t the girl, the murderer, was getting off scot-free. Every moment she delayed was another that justice wasn’t served.

Who cares what the rest of the 501st thinks? Since when do THEIR opinions matter. THEY’RE the ones making excuses for the nobility and the status quo. Who cares what they think? Quit observing from the outside and DO something for a change. All you ever do is watch as things happen from the sidelines. You hope that somebody will come charging in to help you accomplish something. It’s not going to happen so actually do something about it yourself for a change.

Kill her.

…

KILL her.

…

KILL HER!

Bushra pushed off the hangar-door she had been leaning against, but paused. One more moment of thought was all she needed to come up with the plan. It wasn’t a great one by any means, but it would probably get her and Nuray alone. Maybe not for very long, but long enough for what needed to be done to be done.

Smiling internally at her own ingenuity, Bushra pasted a worried look on her face and then began to run towards Nuray, waving a hand.

“Lieutenant! Lieutenant!” She yelled, trying to draw her attention.

When she reached the small group Nuray was a part of she took a moment to breathe heavily, and then glanced up at the new Fusoese witch.

“Pardon me, ma’ams.” She said, nodding to both Yukine and Nastya. “I don’t mean to interrupt.” She continued, returning her gaze to Nuray.

“Lieutenant, Ottoman Command is trying to get a hold of you on the base radio and the Orussians are not very happy about it. But Command seems to be saying they have orders relevant to yo-“ Bushra began the word but changed it mid-syllable, “-our mission with the 501st.”

The lie came out extraordinarily easy for Bushra, despite the slight misspeak she had come so close to comitting. Hopefully it was good enough to get Nuray away from the others. If she could do that she could lead her to one of the alcove’s beside the hangar and...well...healing wouldn't be all that helpful for her after Bushra was done.

Is this the right thing to do? What if--

What if nothing! She's a murderer!

[Hetland 2]

Bushra leaned against the edge of the hangar, staring at Nuray as she spoke to one of the new arrivals, her earlier purpose for leaving the hangar forgotten. She hadn’t made any move against the Turkish witch because she wanted to try and prove to the other members of the 501st exactly what kind of a murdering bitch Nuray was.

But she didn’t have any evidence, and because she didn’t the girl, the murderer, was getting off scot-free. Every moment she delayed was another that justice wasn’t served.

Who cares what the rest of the 501st thinks? Since when do THEIR opinions matter. THEY’RE the ones making excuses for the nobility and the status quo. Who cares what they think? Quit observing from the outside and DO something for a change. All you ever do is watch as things happen from the sidelines. You hope that somebody will come charging in to help you accomplish something. It’s not going to happen so actually do something about it yourself for a change.

Kill her.

…

KILL her.

…

KILL HER!

Bushra pushed off the hangar-door she had been leaning against, but paused. One more moment of thought was all she needed to come up with the plan. It wasn’t a great one by any means, but it would probably get her and Nuray alone. Maybe not for very long, but long enough for what needed to be done to be done.

Smiling internally at her own ingenuity, Bushra pasted a worried look on her face and then began to run towards Nuray, waving a hand.

“Lieutenant! Lieutenant!” She yelled, trying to draw her attention.

When she reached the small group Nuray was a part of she took a moment to breathe heavily, and then glanced up at the new Fusoese witch.

“Pardon me, ma’ams.” She said, nodding to both Yukine and Nastya. “I don’t mean to interrupt.” She continued, returning her gaze to Nuray.

“Lieutenant, Ottoman Command is trying to get a hold of you on the base radio and the Orussians are not very happy about it. But Command seems to be saying they have orders relevant to yo-“ Bushra began the word but changed it mid-syllable, “-our mission with the 501st.”

The lie came out extraordinarily easy for Bushra, despite the slight misspeak she had come so close to comitting. Hopefully it was good enough to get Nuray away from the others. If she could do that she could lead her to one of the alcove’s beside the hangar and...well...healing wouldn't be all that helpful for her after Bushra was done.

Is this the right thing to do? What if--

What if nothing! She's a murderer!

Katsumi stared passively at Bushra from a distance, and stepped off the platform landing gracefully before striding over to assess the situation, she placed a hand on Bushra's shoulder, "Bizarre, that they should attempt to contact her instead of one of the three majors or Sohvi before her. Frankly, to me it seems a tad suspicious." She gave Bushra a knowing look, leaning in and whispering in her ear, "Private.You should learn to conceal your emotions much better. I wouldn't even need to have my familiar to sense emotions like this. Hell, I can basically read your mind that's how loud you're broadcasting. So why don't we talk about this... quietly."