Second Sortie

[ultra_ace]

[A. Action - in front of the gun store]

[It was a crying shame that she couldn't go in because she was 'underaged'. But that didn't stop Erica from looking. Some of those new guns were awesome! She had her face and hands plastered up against the store window looking in, grinning as she exclaimed and pointed out a few guns. Her pantsless state is pretty apparent.]

That's a Walter and Kosh! But it's so streamlined! But there's no Karsland guns here. What gives? I thought I could find a replacement for my MG 42... that sucks. Hey shopkeep where's the Karsland weapons?

[The shopkeep won't answer her cause she's a little girl anyhow. Erica's going to pout.]

This sucks. No Strikers, no MG 42s... I can't even find a Glock anywhere. What kind of town is this?

[B - That Fence Somewhere]

[Bored out of her mind, Erica had grabbed a bunch of canned drinks and chugged them all. After that, she lined them up on a random fence and started chucking rocks with startling accuracy. It seems that she's done this before to be honest.]

[C - Phone Filtered from Drones]

Hey, I know I've been here for a while but I've got a question. Anyone from Karsland here? It's a Middle-Europe country. I dunno how geography is here since this is Liberion and stuff.

Comments

[phone]

[noluckduck]

... Say that again?

Re: [phone]

[ultra_ace]

Karsland. You know, it's a middle-European country? And this is Liberion.

[noluckduck]

Those sure as hell don't sound like any countries I know of.

[ultra_ace]

Well I think the guy who I live with said this is "America" and not Liberion. But the geography is the same.

If I had a world map I could point it out, or a globe. But Karsland is east of Gallia and Britannia, and nestled between Gallia and the Ourussia areas.

[noluckduck]

... 'Kay, Britannia's probably England. Karsland... no fuckin' clue.

[ultra_ace]

Huh... well people are saying places go on different names here. I guess you probably haven't heard of the Joint Fighter Wings either?

[noluckduck]

Nnnnope.

[ultra_ace]

Mmm, different worlds then I guess. Weird, but doable.

Well, Karsland is a Empire ruled by Emperor Fredrich IV. Our former capital is Berlin before the majority of Karsland's people went down to South Liberion, and founded Neue Karsland.

[noluckduck]

That pretty much sounds like Germany.

[ultra_ace]

Is that what you guys call it back in your world? Germany... German...y? Sounds absolutely silly to me.

[noluckduck]

Better than freakin' Carland.

[ultra_ace]

That's Karsland. Kars. K-a-r-s.

A

[ex_seventh238]

[Nothing unusual for another woman to walk up to the girl while peering at the gun selections of the hardware store over her shoulder, right.] It is America in the 1950ies, a suburban town at that, so you can't expect much from the stores here. Some parts from these are salvageable at least, you can customize them yourself to make something more modern and practical. [giving a small nod towards the display case.] But aren't you a bit young to be here asking about these models, if you don't mind me saying?

Re: A

[ultra_ace]

Are you kidding me? These are high quality back where I come from! Shirley would be jealous since they look like they could outperform some of her own personal firearms.

[Erica blinked curiously.] No, I'm not too young. I'm in service back in my world.

[ex_seventh238]

[b...links in surprise...]

--Ah...? What country and era are you from, miss?

[...]

And your age also, if it's okay to ask?

[ultra_ace]

1947, Karsland. I think people are calling it Germany in this place.

I'm sixteen as well.

[ex_seventh238]

I've never heard of Germany being referred to as 'Karsland'. [propping her chin up in a hand, looking pensive.] The technology here are familiar and relatively up to date for you, then?

[she's looking at the possibility of alternate realities of a similar base earth here, in which case age may become irrelevant. Let's poke elsewhere a bit more first before drawing a conclusion of any kind...]

[ultra_ace]

Karsland is definitely my hometown, although we haven't reclaimed it yet.

And this is a typical Liberion town. They're calling that "America" here from what I heard. It's fairly normal from my standards in appearance alone, although this place doesn't have the usual trappings of a Liberion town buying war bonds.

[ex_seventh238]

It still sounds unfamiliar to me, I'm sorry, same for Liberion also. ...Hmm, odds are that whichever world you're from, it's quite different from what I'm used to. Such things are confusing, but they happen often here, so it can't be helped. But talking of wars and firearms, it sounds like matters are rather hectic for you back home. Are you conscripted, or something on that line? [She was naming models a bit too smoothly to be seen as a normal sixteen-years-old, and Ciel's been around long enough to meet kids who are far more mature than their physical age might hint. So hey, why not be candid for a change.]

[ultra_ace]

I enlisted around the age of 13, and have been on the front lines of the Neuroi Wars for ages. I was hoping to get something to arm myself with since I haven't gotten anything here but well, yeah. [She shrugged a little.]

Oh by the way, I haven't introduced myself. I'm 1st Lt. Erica Hartmann, 501st Joint Fighter Strike Witches. And you?

[ex_seventh238]

[she gives a small nod. Ah, so that's it, fair enough. Not going to drag the issue of age out any further, then. This girl seems to know what she's talking about, well enough.

Going to cross her arms and raise an eyebrow a little there out of mild amusement, however. What an introduction!] My, that's definitely an impressive title, lieutenant Hartmann. My name is Ciel. The circumstances could be better, but it's nice to meet you nevertheless. As for the question of arms... Well, to my experience, the town rarely provides any physical targets we can retaliate against. That makes knowing how to attack not as useful as you may think, but still, it's good to have something to defend yourself with just in case. You're having trouble trying to get anything because the drone clerk wouldn't take you seriously, right?

[ultra_ace]

Ah just Erica'll do. Trude keeps harping on me to use my title but I'm too relaxed for that. Nice to meet you Ciel.

[She nodded, folding her arms.] I don't think they have anything Karsland made but Liberion guns are just as good. I see a couple of Heckler and Kosh and a Remmington there but they're not automatic like I'd prefer. If anything I'd prefer a handgun anyhow like a Glock or maybe a Browning but the chance of getting a Britannia weapon here is low. And no one seems to have any Karsland anything. I'd kill for some bratwurst.

[ex_seventh238]

Miss Erica then, if you insist. [n_n


and now back to business]

I see the brands you're mentioning, but if you're looking for a handgun that's automatic, wouldn't the M1911 be best? It's highly customizable and still in circulation worldwide a century after its first creation. I don't think people are exaggerating either, when they call it 'the world's best pistol'. [also processing this lingo... so Karsland = Germany, Liberion = America, and Britannia = UK, huh... hmm, got it.]

B - whoops, forgot this...

[cucumbers]

[ A nearby Kappa is peeking over a nearby fence, just watching Erica fling those rocks. her eyes seem to travel back and forth curiously. Studying, perhaps?

She doesn't say anything or try to catch Erica's attention. Such a unique way of reusing materials... ]

Re: B - no worries

[ultra_ace]

[Ping! A can went flying and toppled over as Erica sighed, rotating her shoulder before walking over to pick them up and repeat the process. She hasn't noticed Nitori yet, but might once she gets closer to the fence.]