Girls und Panzer Ride the Tiger II Episode 01 School Days IC

[Stormhound]

The sun rose above the Grey Peaks school ship, and the birds seemed to come to life, chirping cheerfully and spreading their wings, enjoying the warm but breezy morning. Below them, students pointed and smiled. Soon, however, Fall would be coming, and the cute little creatures would begin migrating.

The various students organized into self-appointed cliques based on collective shared interests, stood at the garage door for what seemed to be hours. Amongst the students were other girls whom they had not met before, but were better described as "mercenaries." the student council president had kept them and their tanks separated from the others to avoid "bothering" their guests. She had afforded them the best she had. The best rooms, best food, and best classes. From what Jane heard, mercenary Tankery teams could be fierce and apathetic, even to their host.

Her thinking was interrupted by an enthusiastic Grace. "What tank do you want to get!?" she asked.

"I dunno, what tank do you want to have?" Jane replied, smiling.

"I want a Tiger II, I hear it's the best tank ever and can't be penetrated by anything!" Grace exclaimed.

Jane chuckled. "Best not to listen to the History Channel," she patted the younger girl on the head, causing her to begin to pout silently. Holly, meanwhile, stood at the helm of the group, arms crossed, waiting for the door to open in frustration. "You're not going to make it open any sooner you know."

[Empire of the Rising Moon]

Alice was getting hyper as there were so many students around. "I know your hyper, but don't do anything embarrassing" said Florin. "I know, but what if we get a KV-2 or an ISU-152? It would be epic. Even better we might get a Strum-tiger!" Alice said excitedly. "Don't get your hopes up, it will probably be a M4 Sherman." said Angelica. Alice looked around and noticed that they seemed to be the only Canadians. "Any of them even know how to wrangle with a polar bear?" asked Florin. "We don't wrangle polar bears, or live in igloos for that matter!" yelled Angelica. "Calm down, we don't want to get that much attention do we?" said Alice. "I can't wait for the garage to open up, wonder whats in it?" said Florin with some excitement. "Maybe it will be one of Alice's Models!" joked Angelica. "I take offense to that, and I agree with Florin, Can't wait." said Alice.

[High Seas Kingdom of Scootia]

Akiko was somewhat nervous about her first time in tankery, but she tried to stay level headed and cool to set a good example for her friends. Unlike some of the others, she knew exactly what tank they were getting, and had already explained it to her soon to be crew.

"Well, let's not waste any more time!" Shouted Nicole, pumping her fist in the air, "Open the doors already!!!"

Emmetta, a tan girl with almost unbelievably sexy legs and a small bust, giggled sheepishly, "Ohohooho, I can't wait! These girls seem awful optimistic though, I suspect more than a few bubbles will be burst."

Cassidy, a thin girl with long hair halfway down her back, twirled one of her bangs with a devious look on her face. "I'm more interested in what tanks we'll end up facing. I'm sure there are a million ways to make a Tiger break down."

Akiko wagged her finger at Cassidy and shook her head, "Tsk tsk Cassie, you should know better than to cheat. We'll win this with good sportmanship, teamwork, and skill."

"Suit yourself," Cassidy shrugged.

[West Suburbia]

Christina tapped her foot on the asphalt, slowly losing her patience as the time passed by. Occasionally she would glance up at the sky to see the birds flying above her, but she mostly just stared at the garage doors. Staring at them, longing for them to open and reveal its surprises. It had already felt like hours since she had reported to the garage door with the little group she had put together. It wasn't very easy to find people who would even stare at her in the eyes, but in the end she managed to do it.

Svetlana was standing next to her, arms crossed under her bosom. From having a bit of conversation with her, Christina learned that Svetlana had experience with tankery,or Sensha-Do, before. Apparently Svetlana had went to a very obscure school back in her native Ukraine that had very few tanks, and she served as a gunner/commander on one of them, a T-34 Model 1940, one of the most famous tanks of the Second World War. After 3 battles, she had quit Tankery and moved on. Christina found it strange that she had signed up for Sensha-Do again, when it seemed obvious that she didn't really enjoy it.

Sitting on the ground next to Svetlana was Lian Lee, the Chinese girl. When Christina first met her, she was reading a huge book - bigger then her at least - about mechanics of tanks or whatnot. Christina had already found that Lian might as well be literally hiding in plain sight, due to her small stature, even smaller voice, and even punier social skills. Lian was very quiet and one could imagine themselves needing a hearing aid if they were to talk to her. Christina was lucky even to get a response out of her much less to recruit her, and all it took was one word of "please".

Finally, the first bouts of Christina's impatience broke verbally. "Damn,when are they going to open the garage? We have been here since the sun was struggling to rise," Her Polish accent was still heavily present in each of her words, and it was a distinctive one.

Svetlana noticed Christina's impatience and sighed. "Maybe this was all a ruse," she said, throwing her dark hair over her shoulder. "They make us get up very early and force us to change out here and watch the sun rise for whatever reason. Maybe the garage doors are rusted shut from years of misuse or from the sea air. Maybe - "

"Ok, ok, you named enough examples!" Christina said. She also sighed and then something resurfaced in her mind. "The team name, remember Lana?"

Svetlana pursed her lips. She remembered the heated argument the previous night in Christina's room. "It's SVET-lana, not just Lana. And yes, I still like the name Flaming Dedication better."

Christina shook her head. "No, that name is weird. It's a....what do you call it?" She paused to think. "An abstract noun! You can't set dedication on fire."

"So?"

Christina looked down at Lian, who was sitting cross legged on the asphalt sketching something on the sketchpad she was always carrying around. In one corner of the the page was a completed flower, one Christina did not recognize. She assumed it was some sort of Chinese flower. In the center of the page was a drawing of an eagle, which she was working on, making a cross hatch pattern under its belly. "Nice drawing, Lian," Christina complimented.

Lian mumbled, "Thank you," and kept on drawing. As Lian drew, Christina watched. An idea surfaced in her mind. If an eagle represented determination, community, vision, and focus, but most of all dominance and control, that perfectly represented what she wanted her team to be like. Plus, the white eagle was an emblem of her homeland Poland. When Poland came up in her mind, however, she quickly shook it out of her mind. This was no appropriate time to have that association form in her mind. Going back to her original train of thought, she imagined herself at the head of that dominance and control over the team. The embodiment of what the eagle represented. She snapped her fingers suddenly and turned to Svetlana. Svetlana looked at her back with a look that said, "What?"

"'We will call our team White Eagle. It perfectly fits of what I, er, I mean, we should be! We should be determined, we should have a sense of community, a clear vision and a steel solid focus!"

Svetlana shrugged. "I like it. Team White Eagle it is."

Lian mumbled her approval, but neither Svetlana or Christina caught it. They continued to wait. And wait. And wait.

[Rynagria]

Cecilia nudged Cindy's arm in order to get her attention, as previously both her and Anna were calmly sipping the Darjeeling tea from silver thermos that they brought, paying no attention to the other teams. Irritated by this, the gunner slowly finished her drink and placed the cap she used as a cup back on the thermos, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes before facing the driver. Opening her eyes, she spoke, her voice containing hints of anger.

"What is it Cecilia?"

Not phased by the gunner's subtle hints, she only gave a friendly smiled, before responding to Cindy. "I think we'll soon find ourselves completely outgunned by everyone in this club, since it is likely that about 83% of the tanks everyone will get will be equipped with cannons rather than machine guns, then there are probably more or less than 50% of them will have armor that we cannot penetrate at any range."

"Well, with 27-30mm of maximum penetration at 100 meters to point-blank, I don't have much to doubt about that..... Kinda wished that we managed to convince Anna to get the Tetrach or a Valentine IV..."

The driver only shrugged since it was too late now, because like most schools just starting their Tankery classes, there will most likely a match to test their skills. But that wasn't much of concern for them, as by this time, they have participated in numerous Tankathalon matches already, experience their main edge for the fight that she predicted would come. It suddenly came to her that she forgot how many matches they've participated in and how many times they've knocked out a tank, shocked by this, Cecilia turned to her friends, a worried expression on her face.

"Anna? Cindy? How many matches have we participated in?"

The two thought about if for a moment, which forced Anna to put down the cup away from her face. "Ten." Both of responded in unison, completely in-sync.

"Jinx, you owe me a soda!" Quickly shouted Cindy to Anna, her arm quickly extending and her finger pointed at the girl with the Union Jack blazer and Black beret, similar to those that was commonly worn by British commanders during WWII.

"Sure, I'll make sure to get you Dr. Pepper." Responded Anna, sticking her tongue afterwards at the Gunner while smiling.

"Wha-What? You know I hate, no...... Abhor Dr. Pepper!" Whined Cindy and was going to continue, but was stopped by Cecilia continuing on with her previous subject.

"Back on topic, how many tanks have we knocked out?"

An eyebrow, raised Anna gave the answer, "To be precise, four."

"A Panzer I Ausf. A, an L3/35, an M1 Combat Car, and finally a Renault FT to precise. All of them from the range of about 93 meters." Added Cindy.

"I see..... Hmmmm, thank you for your assistance, I asked because I could not remember just how much we've done... Although, if I recall correctly, we have still yet to be equals with Anna's older sister." Thanked Cecilia, before explaining as to why she asked about such things earlier, then bringing up the person that indirectly lead to be here.

"Don't worry Cecil, we're going to get there someday, although I wouldn't mind if she joined us or something. Oh well, well that you've got me talking, what do you want to talk about?' Replied Anna, reassuring her crew that they will one day be on the same level as her sister.

Socializing with normal people or normal topics not her strong suit, she simply looked away and then saying something. "I heard the Americans have different rules than Tankery in Japan, I don't kno-"

"Aren't you an American yourself Cindy?" Inquired Anna, an amused looked on her face, since Cindy did often forget to remember that she herself was an American, but had spent the majority of her life in Japan and going to Japanese schools.

"Shut up."

"How about we break the ice with some of these groups, offer them some Darjeeling tea? Those that are interested will come, I doubt that it would work, but it can't hurt to try." Suggested the richest out of the three, to which Anna nodded in agreement to, standing up from the floor she sat on.

"WOULD ANY OF YOU CARE FOR SOME DARJEELING TEA?!" Loudly asked Anna, using an Estuatry English accent instead of the usual Northern England English accent, cupping her hands around her mouth to amplify her voice. If none were interested, they would simply go back to their seclusion from everyone, something they were all used to from previous experience.

[Empire of the Rising Moon]

Angelica looked up to the noise, "We will!". Alice felt her phone go off and grabs it and walks away for a bit. "Really, are you sure?" she asked loudly. "Thank you so much pa pa." she said to the phone. "So I got confirmation that we will be getting a fairly old tank, it's a reproduction but it uses exactly what they used back then and you won't guess what it is." she said. "What, an M4?" asked Angelica. "By the way you sound it must have a big gun." said Florin. "Florin is right, it does have a big gun, bigger than most of the tanks here will have i reckon." responded Alice getting more excited. "What is it?" "A BT-42, It's a finish tank armed with a 114mm howitzer." Said Alice excitedly. "Wasn't it very weakly armoured?" asked Florin. "Well... Yeah... It even has a door instead of an armored hatch on the turret." said Alice. "Well enough about the tank, lets go get some tea." said Angelica. The 3 girls headed over to the group that said they had tea. "Could we have some Tea Please." asked Angelica with her French-canadian accent.

[Perestroikavo]

The extremely loud and obnoxious Britian screamed out, asking if anyone wanted to drink tea with them. The girls of the mercenary team Strakh Zasad were already enjoying their own glasses of Russian Caravan at the time, and Annika opened her mouth.

"Why don't you just ca-mmph!"

She was cut off when Olga clamped a hand over her mouth.

"We would love to have tea with comrades in tankery!" Olga glared at Annika. "Wouldn't we?" Annika melted under the withering stare and agreed. Dina was the first to make it over to the group of seemingly British girls, and sat down as if she was part of their team. She beamed at all of them before introducing herself.

"Hi! I'm Dina! So exciting to meet you all!

Veronika poured exactly a half teaspoon of cream into her tea, and made her way over to the group, introducing herself as well. "Veronika Zaptorov, at your service. You're little spectacle is quite charming indeed, but we have our own beverages if you don't mind. Perhaps we could trade a cup for a cup?" Veronika offered her own cup of tea to Anna, and gave a warm smile. Dominika followed suit, approaching the group cautiosly and squinting at all of them before Olga approached with a sleep-deprived Annika.

"Olga, I have determined the situation is safe! The tea appears to be Darjeeling!"

Olga and the rest of the girls rolled thier eyes in unison. "Of course it is silly, they said so themselves!" Dominika glanced at Dina before squatting down in the traditional slavic way. The rest joined her after introducing themselves. Olga glanced up, eyes sparkling with her charm. "I think our teams will make a formidable duo!"

[Magma8520]

Glaring at the loud spectacle those girls made, Team Creamy which have been standing on the otherside of the garage door can only sigh.

"Way to obviously gather allies..." Nality deadpanned while adjusting her collars.

"And what's up with these early hour meeting!? This is something that human can't ju--"
Suddenly Licht cuts her off and nervously said "erm, Nality, shouldnt we accept their offer of friendship? I mean..." her words died at Nality deadpan stare. Nolre who have been leaning on the wall while staring at Alice finally spoke

"Although i know you dislike it, we do need allies of our own, i don't think our Type 5 To-Ku can handle a BT-42 in head on fight..." frowning as she barely can make out the lips movement of Alice.

"I'm still amazed that you can do that, what you call it again? Super Eyesight?" Shaking her heads at Licht's innocence , Nality patted her head and said "it's lip reading Licht, apparently Nolre learnt it in her training to be a heiress, not thats matter anymore.

".....rather, let's approach who declined their offer and search our own allies, afterall, the enemy of oir enemy is our friend, right?" Nality cited the sayings while smirking, sounds pleased with herself while Nolre dusted herself from the wall she've been leaning and shook her heads

"Youve been playing waaaay to much conspiracy videogames Nal, well in any case let's search for other teams, i think i saw one there..although, i feel this will backfire on us..making one of the strong team an enemy.." Nality replied while fixing her glasses "we'll cross the bridge when we get there, hey Licht! I know you want to join them, we will ,AFTER we hunt some of our own allies okay?" She grabs Licht's shoulder while smiling sweetly.

"O..okay?..eep!"
Nolre can only sigh and beckons them to go "honestly..you two..."

[Rynagria]

-snip-

"That was quick....." Whispered Cindy to herself, as she unslung her rucksack from her back, and then setting it down gently on the floor. She then produced another thermos of Darjeeling and three plastic cups, filling the cups to the halfway point, and then handing it to the three that walked over.

Not even an introduction, although I guess it would be acceptable since we are basically just handing out our tea, something like those charity events you see on TV. People just walk up and grab what they want, then leave them, since there's absolutely no connection between them... Oh, here come those, those, those, Eastern Europeans? Maybe Russians is the better term? Thought the Japanese raised American, her eyes locked on to the three members of who she can assume to be Canadians or French, but it was taken away by the fast approaching Russians. Saying nothing, Cindy just took another thermos filled with Darjeeling and handed it over her teammates, and then resuming the process of taking out more plastics for them use.

Meanwhile, Cecilia and Anna just smiled at Angelica, Alice, and Florin, somewhat surprised that people responded. Adjusting her beret, Anna thanked the BT-42 tank crew for coming over, just as the other group, the one lead by Olga, came over. "Please, enjoy the Darjeeling Tea!... Oh, there seems to be another group heading towards us."

-snip-

"Pleasure to meet all of you, my name is Cecilia S. Kanzaki, the driver." Replied Cecilia, performing a mock curtsy with the tan uniform she wore, somehow maintaining the elegance that would have been lost from other who attempted the same thing. Finished wither introduction, sat back down on the floor and gave them cups of the Darjeeling, then pouring some in them.

"Same here, I guess..... The name's Cindy Campbell." Said Cindy, as she had her head turned away from the new people and her hand behind the back of her head, which rubbed it gently. These people were not her friends, and quite frankly they seem too normal for her to be able to be successful in any form of communication with them.

"And I am their commander, Anna Kurosawa, nice to meet all of you and we wouldn't mind trading teas..... We're the Enfield Mad Minute." Added Anna, which finished the introduction of the whole team to the Russian group, taking a casual sip from her own cup. Suddenly, the remark of how great of a duo their team would be came from the one that introduced herself as Olga, which made Cindy gave a sideways glace towards them and Anna to directly look at them.

Not very subtle, huh? I bet she's that kind of person who uses that... cute? Yeah, that's the word I'm looking for.... Cute look of hers to manipulate others to do her bidding, like some charismatic tyrant who wants everyone to be under her spell... Fortunately, Anna is toughe-

The American girl's thought was shattered, as she noticed that Anna was clearly affected by the charm of Olga, her palm meeting with her forehead quickly. Cecilia just continued to watch the interaction, but making small hand gestures, as if she was casting a spell to those that sat down with them.

"Wha-What makes you say that Miss Olga? We're nothing but mere amateurs in the way tankery, probably not as good as your team, we'll only slow you down...... Was your tank used by the British or the Commonwealth?" Anna said as a response to the statement, the younger girl slightly blushing, well under the effect of the girl's charm. However, the last remark from Anna caused a small vein to slightly bulge out of Cindy's forehead, the girl insulted of the implication that they would be deadweight for a team. Just about as she was to lose hope for Anna, it seemed bringing up the topic of British tanks snapped out of it.

"Because if not, we're not interested, although we'd more than welcome your friendship instead... Although it may seem like it, we are not looking for people to ally with, merely to get them better."

[Stormhound]

With a sigh, Jane crossed her arms while the other girls talked and argued. "A bunch of fierce, apathetic warriors alright..." she murmured underneath her breath. Next to her, Holly stood facing the door, arms crossed as well, something swishing one side of her mouth to another. "Do you honestly have to do that here?" she asked the dark haired girl, who replied with a rude gesture that left Jane red and simmering. "I'll remember that when I'm doing your laundry." she turned to face away from the other girl.

Aside from her, Holly, and Grace; Serena stood a few feet away, expressionless. She seemed to be made of pure ice, Jane could never remember seeing a glimmer of emotion ever written on her face. A white rose through and through.

"Hey Jane," Grace spoke up, finger rested on chin. "Is it true that German tanks are the best and Russian ones are the worst? Or is that American - "

The youngest girl was interrupted when the old creaky garage door started to lift up, a loud screeching sound filling the air. Jane and Grace both covered their ears in discomfort, while Holly and Serena seemed unfazed.

By the time it was halfway up, something broke and it collapsed to the ground with a blam!

"YOU IDIOT!" the girls could hear shrieking from behind the steel door. "HOW COULD YOU BE SO DAMN STUPID!?"

"I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY!" a more timid voice repeated apologetically. "I DIDN'T MEAN TO, I DIDN'T MEAN TO!"

"Rowena."

"WHAT!?

"I found the remote control."

There was a click and the door started to open, a bit more quickly than before, but still at a slow pace. When it finally did, the student council president, Roseanne Miles, and the rest of the council could be seen. "See Clarisse?" the president said, patting her second-in-command on the head and smirking. "I told you they'd be here?

Growling, Clarisse turned her head. "So you did." she grumbled.

The student council president smiled, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. Her blonde, curly hair was in perfect condition, and she looked and smelled like she had just got through taking a bath. Her grandfather, a wealthy Southern gentleman, had struck black gold in the Appalachian mountains, and used the money to found a school. Since then, it had been tradition that his daughter and later, her daughter, would assume the role as president of the student council.

[Ulvenes]

While the members of the other teams were milling about, the five girls of team Ragnarök stood quietly at attention, waiting for orders. Meanwhile, Freki leaned in to Ulrica, "Isn't this supposed to be an American school? What's with all of these Slavs?" She whispered to her Commander.
"I was wondering the same thing." Ulrica whispered back, feeling slightly uncomfortable with her and her four girls being the only Germans, or even from mainland Europe. But her team would carry its own weight, and act like a professional team.
"There's a lot of tanks we're going to have to fight.." Ylva whispered over to Freyja, "Hope Ragnarök doesn't get too banged up.." She whimpered.
"Bah. This trash will get incinerated." Freyja whispered back with a smirk.
"Just be sure to minimize the damage to my Panzer." Ylva whispered.
Then suddenly out of nowhere...

"WOULD ANY OF YOU CARE FOR SOME DARJEELING TEA?!"

Someone yelled, making all but Ulrica jump almost out of their school uniform shoes but quickly regaining their posture. "Ooh! I love tea!" Ally yelled with glee, but her glee was quickly replaced with sadness when the person who had just yelled about the tea was quickly crowded with other takers.

[Le Cratere de Laiton]

"'Kay, so let's get a head count first." An orange haired girl wearing a cowboy hat said as she squinted onto a piece of paper.
"Vicky Mayers."
"Yo!" a girl with dark skin and long messy black hair shouted in response
"Gregory Tellmore"
"Here!" a blonde responds in a soft tone
"Aya... Ayawawa.... Aywamawat...?" she stutters.
"Ayawamat..." the tanned blind one replies monotonously
"Oh, Ayawamat Tellmore, it'd be okay if I call ya Aya?"
"Yes..."
"Alright then" the orange head says as she straightens her self" "My name be Cony Cheriff, and welcome to the Dry Cacti team! Imma promise y'all that we'll be the most rootin' tootin wranglers this 'ere school has ever seen! But today we'll be gettin' our assigned tank which is just 'hind this door right 'ere."
Ayawamat walks toward the door and presses her hand against it.
"Uh.... what she be doin'?" Cony asks Gregory.
"She's trying to sense the tank inside" Gregory replies
"Tank... big..." Ayawamat says as she takes her hand off the door.
"Wow, that'd be one helluva feat ya got there partner." Cony replies before observing the other teams and giving a lighthearted laugh at their chemistry.
"Eh? Could it be a M103? Or maybe an FV215b strapped with an 183mm gun? Tell me! TELL MEEEEEEEE!" Vicky screams as she shakes Ayawamat before getting on her knees and then screaming into the sky for everyone to see. "OR AT THE VERY LEAST MAKE IT AN M41 BULLDOG!"
"I... not know... very not clear..." says Ayawamat before laying her head against the door for another 'peek'.
"Um... is that girl bipolar?" Gregory points to Vicky
"Heh, I dunno, we just met each other after all." Cony replies before continuing "Anyways I'm fine with whatever tank we be gettin'... as long as it ain't a screamin' communist or facist deathtrap...
"I see... so, would you like to talk a little more?" Gregory asks again to see Cony who is walking towards team Creamy
"Yeah you three go do that." Cony replies "I gotta do some things first." then she quickens up her pace "Hey! You! Girl with 'em nerd glasses!"
"JUST MAKE IT ANYTHING THAT GOES BOOM!!"
"WOULD ANY OF YOU CARE FOR SOME DARJEELING TEA?!"
"TEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"
"Tea? I would love to!"

[Magma8520]

We're walking around to see if there's any other team, kind of scouting the competition when an obnoxious, familiar-sounding voice called...

"Hey! You! Girl with 'em nerd glasses!"

Nality stopped on her tracks and then slowly turned around,eye twitching "Nolre, Licht, you both go on ahead, see what happened on the garage door..i have to deal with this country bum first" then she crosses her hand below her bosom.

"Right then, come Licht." beckons Nolre, "...im going!"

Facing Cony, Nality drawled "Oh hello there Cony, long time no see, how's 'Murica treating you?, and don't call me 'Girl with 'em nerd glasses'! you bum!" *eye still twitching*

[Empire of the Rising Moon]

Alice notices what seems like something that is going to end in an argument, "If you'll excuse us, I need to go check something else" she said to the girls having tea. Alice turned around and went towards the two girls that she thinks is having an argument. "Please don't fight, we are all part of the same tankery team, so try not to argue." said Alice as she was approaching the girls.

Alice got a call just as she was getting in between them, "Hello? so what are you calling for. Oh so when is it going to arrive? ok thanks and also your package will arrive tomorrow at around 3:15 in the afternoon, thanks again, goodbye." she hangs up and looks up, "Now what is your problem with each other?"

[Magma8520]

"Now what is your problem with each other?"

Nality adjusts her glasses while eyeing the newcomer "Oh nothing, just 'greeting' and old friend..who are you anyway? the student council of this school?"

-meanwhile-

"...hey Nolre...is it fine to leave Nality like that?" asked Licht while walking towards the garage's door, " It's fine, our captain can restrain herself, anyway it's her old friend anyway, you might didnt know, but something happened and Cony had to left Nality in the past...in "that" sense" Nolre hinted while giving "[( -_- )]" gestures.

"oh...OH!" she blushed while covering her mouth "right, be on your best behaviour Licht" as they approached the pseudo-tea party.

"Greetings, We're Team Creamy formerly of Light Hope High, I am known as Nolre and this is Licht" as she gave a half-curtsey while Licht bowed her head quickly "we apologize,but our team captain, Nolre, is 'catching up' with her old friend,so she's not available right now, may i ask what you are all doing? ....aside from tea of course." she quickly added before someone pointed the obvious.

"Tea...." *drools*
".... Licht, stop drooling, it's unbecoming of a lady"
"eep!"

[Empire of the Rising Moon]

Alice looks at both of them, "If it's just a greeting then i'll leave, but it looks like your pissed" she says while eyeing them up.

Angelica looks at the newcomers, "Sit down beside me" she said while waving them over. "Also come and have some tea, it's delicious, and don't worry about drooling, we all do it sometimes." she said while laughing. "So who wants to make a joke?"

[Sonitusia]

"Oh, oh, I have one!" Exclaims a gray haired girl now running towards them. She wore a large grin, and and eyes glowing with determination. "Fatimah, don't do it..." warns a black haired girl nearby, grimacing at her comrade. "What kind of tea did the American colonists thirst for?" Fatimah asks, and without waiting for a reply: "Libertea! Get it?"

The black haired girl smacks Fatimah in the back, sighing. "Great way to make a good impression, Fat..." She turns to Angelica, and says, "Forgive my friend's pun, she just loves making them..." Fatimah was already back to her original group; two girls with slightly different shades of brown hair. She tries to tell the same pun, the response a forced laugh.

"I'm Adelia Nasution, that was Fatimah Toha, and my other two friends are Odetta Iskander and Hermione Johannes. Forgive them for not introducing themselves personally, they're more into their books than than people. Might I know your name?"

[Le Cratere de Laiton]

"Now what is your problem with each other?"

"Awwww its nothin' we just good friends, ain't that right Nelly?" Cony responds as she hooks her left arm over Nality and begins messing up her hair.

"Sit down beside me" she said while waving them over. "Also come and have some tea, it's delicious, and don't worry about drooling, we all do it sometimes." she said while laughing. "So who wants to make a joke?"

"...So you be expectin' me, a country hick, to enjoy some landgrabbin' drink with ye high class fancy people?" Cony responds in an progressively angry tone as the atmosphere became dark, but had all dissipated as she suddenly broke into a positive grin. "Sure partner! I'd like a cuppa myself! Oh! I forgot to introduce myself, names Cony Cheriff! Pleasure doin' business with ya!" extending a hand of invitation to Alice.

back at the Dry Cacti garage

"Miss Mayers! Please get a hold of yourself!" Gregory says struggling to pull up Vicky, who has calmed down but is lying on the floor in a daze in a fetal position. "Its no use. Aya, please assist miss Mayers, we'll be joining the others in a tea party."
Ayawamat just nodded, picked Vicky up effortlessly and carried on her on her back.
"Good day to you all." Gregory says as the three approached the small party. "We are from team Dry Cacti. My name is Gregory Tellmore and this is my younger sister Ayawamat, but you can call her 'Aya' if you want, and this is Vicky Mayers. We also have one more person on our team, our leader, but we're afraid we do not know where had she run off to. We would be happy if you would allow us to partake in your activities." then she bows deeply.
"Yo..." Ayawamat raises her hand in greeting.
"Hiiiiiiiiiiiii~......." Vicky manages to greet everyone while still in a daze.

[Sonitusia]

"A-de-li-aaa, don't just run off trying to make new friends! Get back here, before Fatimah tells us anymore nonsense!" Adelia nodded, giving a thumbs up. "Sorry, should be getting back." She walked back to her 3 comrades, looking at the three of them very sternly. "Next time, we go as a group if we want to socialize, oke?" The other 3 nodded.

"Right, Hermione, did you make sure you got the right 57mm rounds this time?" Hermione nods silently. "Are you sure they aren't Type 90 shells? You do remember what happened when those guys sent us the wrong ammo. You spent an entire match just using the radio instead of loading anything, and Odetta was bored out of her mind." Hermione shakes her head, and says, "no, they're Mark 9T APCBC shells alright." "Good, now Fatimah, how's the Type 100 engine doing?" Fatimah gives her a grin and thumbs up, saying, "ready to burn some tracks!"

Adelia nods in relief. "Now then, strategically speaking, we should have the most firepower on this team. But we don't know what the others have yet-" Odetta raises a hand. "-yes Odetta?" "I overheard someone talking about a BT-42 and a Type 5 To-Ku, though I forgot who." Hermione shakes her head in disbelief. "I thought you were with me the entire time!" Odetta looks at her plainly, replying, "I was, but apparently I have better hearing than you." Hermione stammers unintelligibly for a bit, before retorting, "H-Hey, I use the radio and have to listen to the 6-pounder fire, don't judge me!"

Adelia smacks them both. "Knock it off you two, don't need any quarrels as of this moment. Anyways, I believe the Tipe 97 Chi-Ha can shine on this team, we just have to work together, and with the other teams as well. Siap?" "Siap!" They all cheer at once.

[Empire of the Rising Moon]

Alice accepts the hand and looks at her confused. "Ok then, I'm assuming your those type of friends, got it" she says in a confused voice.

Florin looks at Angelica, "So when do we get our bt-42?" she asked. "I don't know, ask Alice, shes the one who managed to arrange us to get it." responded Angelica in a annoyed voice. Then Angelica notices three girls that have just arrived, "Hello, I'm Angelica and this is Florin, we're part of winters howl, the commander is over there with those two, sit down and join us we don't bite." she said in an amused voice.

-At Alice's fathers factory-
"So did the tankery inspectors give it an ok?" asked the man. "Of course they did, we actually acquired a proper bt-7 without its gun and got the Q.F. 4,5 inch howitzer Mark II and installed it with their supervision." responded the other. An older man walks in, "Then let's get it to my daughter then alright?"

[Sonitusia]

Adelia brings out a chessboard from her backpack. "Alright, it seems things are gonna take awhile, so I challenge you Hermione." Hermione sighs. "Alright then commander..." Fatimah and Odetta giggle. "Looks like Hermione's about to add another check to her losing streak." Adelia set it down on the floor, and they started playing, ignoring everyone around them.

[Perestroikavo]

-snip-

Olga shrugged, keeping a smile plastered on her face. "Okay, friends is fine too." She figured that it would be best not to push her luck with this Anna character, as Cecilia seemed to keep her anchored down to earth. Olga then proceeded to get up, and Dominika did by force of habit too. Veronika frowned at the bow, thinking it was not proper manners to bow as a woman. So she opted for a courtsy, and followed the other two. Annika was more than glad to get out of the situation, and grumpily followed the rest of the team away. Dina looked at her new friends, frowned, and finally spoke again.

"Sorry friends, duty calls! Alliances must me made!" With that, she was off, and the last of Strakh Zasad vacated a space for another team to fill. Noticing another crew playing chess, Veronika made her way over and squatted next to the match, spectating it. Olga gave a disapproving frown, but figured that it was out of her control.

"Annika, would you please call the mechanics back home and get a report on the state of our tank? I want to know if the shipping company damaged it at all." Annika let out another sigh, before she dialed up the number to the shop, and began talking in Russian. Dina followed Veronika, and was fidgeting while the game went on. She kept asking questions, to the point where Veronika began to ignore her. "What did she do? What is that piece? I wanna see the queen! Where is the combat?" Taking a hint though, Dina finally stopped talking. Dominika slowly made her way over to the chessboard, along with Olga.

"The tank was in perfect condition, minus the paintjob Olga. That we have to have the school do, or do ourselves." Annika had come like a ghost, and made half of Strakh Zasad jump. After a quick thanks, the entire team of Slavs were squatted, silent spectators to what should be an epic game of chess.

[Sonitusia]

Hermione's eyes gleamed. "C-Checkmate!" Adelia snickered. "Didn't notice my knight, my clever girl?~" Adelia proceeds to eat Hermione's white bishop with her knight piece. "Now, checkmate~" Hermione's face went pale. "W-Wha- NO, NOOOOO!!!"

[Lingria]

Julia sighed...."When....are.....we gonna shoot?"..."I don't know, Maybe when you stop asking questions" Sissi immediately replied "Eh.....Anastasiya?"....."Da Julia?"..."What tanks do you think we are going to have?" There was a small period of silence "T-35? Or the IS-3" Sissi looked at her coldly "Russkie, You are a real dummkopf" Julia then looked at Sissi and smiled "What about you?"..."Well, We might get a Armored Pz I or lowered Pz III" "Ah......Okay." Sissi slowly pulled out a game board for Risk and a bunch of pieces "Want to test your luck?" She asked with a wide grin "Ooh! Risk! Much fun!" Anastasiya clapped her hands happily "Sure, Why not?" She slowly passed out the started cards and watched Sissi go into a wide grin "Central Europe...." She said before putting down a card with Central Europe "Uh.....Quebec.." Anastasiya said quietly "Um......Japan?" She slowly set down the Japan card..."Okay, Now we start..4 units per turn and add up your continent bonuses when you own said continent"

[Rynagria]

No doubt we'll have to get a new tank after this, maybe the Tetrarch, but we'll have to send back the VIC home...... But then what after that, surely everybody else is going to upgrade to bigger guns and we can't have everyone outgun us, the only real tank I want is the Crusader.... But if possible, I would like to have the Cromwell...

Lost in her own world after the Russians left, she noticed that a good amount of people have congregated around her crew, all attracted of the tea or the people there. Then noticing that Cindy looked like she was about to throw up and the garage door were open, Anna decided to stop the whole thing and bail out, as this had gotten out of control. Standing up once again, Anna inhaled a large amount of air and began to speak.

"Umm..... The Garage door seems to be open, so we'll be going now, perhaps those interested in tea can visit us in our room for some more..... Well, farewell all of you." Said Anna, as she took hold of Cecilia and Cindy, then bolting towards the garage with the two in tow.

"Thanks Commander, I don't I could have have held it in much longer, too much normal and weirdness mixing in one place... So what's the plan Anna?" Thanked Cindy, her hand over her mouth, causing her voice to be muffled, a hint of green on her skin.

"I don't think she has a plan, but that's nothing a little magic can't handle." Replied Cecilia, giving a wave of her hand.

"Yeah, let's just isolate ourselves again for now."