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Only Human (Goddess of Victory NIKKE SI)

Ohhhh my.
We are finally meeting Matis. This is going to end in explosions, heroism, ham and sheer epic. Though, mostly explosions and ham. Hope they don't get corrupted they way they were in canon. Their corruption was the first part of the tragedy that left the Ark in such a place it got in canon.
Funny enough, with me starting the game a couple of months ago, Drake was my main Nikke carrying through everything. Alongside Alice, which is truly Red Hood lite. I haven't managed to get Laplace, though. Birdie needs for the hero to come!
*starts preparing window replacement kits*
 
Ohhhh my.
We are finally meeting Matis. This is going to end in explosions, heroism, ham and sheer epic. Though, mostly explosions and ham. Hope they don't get corrupted they way they were in canon. Their corruption was the first part of the tragedy that left the Ark in such a place it got in canon.
Funny enough, with me starting the game a couple of months ago, Drake was my main Nikke carrying through everything. Alongside Alice, which is truly Red Hood lite. I haven't managed to get Laplace, though. Birdie needs for the hero to come!
*starts preparing window replacement kits*

Friend, use spoiler.
Please.
 
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Joe really hoped they wouldn't wind up getting jumped by Chatterbox again.

They were totally gonna be jumped by Chatterbox again.

Shit.

Think of it this way Joe, you got experience now putting down an enemy a tier lower than Chatterbox, so surely you'd be able to pop its eyeballs at least
 
Joe doesn't need Neon to jinx things, he's perfectly capable of jinxing himself :D
 
Ah, but you see, Joe, that's exactly why you missed the naming opportunity; giving your new land a pretty name changed nothing about its residents. In your optimism, you fail to recognize that you've accurately described exactly what the outpost is. Your argument betrays a lack of self-awareness. Nikkes remain an oppressed class of super-soldiers tasked with protecting the Ark and you remain one of their commanders. You, who is tasked with deciding which humanoid superweapon risks becoming a heap of scrap on the frontlines of a war against a seemingly inexhaustible foe, have refused to acknowledge reality. Shangri-la, while it may be sweet, is, and will remain, a lie so long as the Central Government exists and Raptures roam the surface... just like Eden. [Antagonist Monologue End]

Edit: Oh yeah, as always, thanks for the chapter. This story's goated.
 
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Now, you might believe the true foreshadowing was the lightning weakness of the core but don't be fooled by such an obvious red herring!

The real thing is going to be Anderson doing a 48h Livestream playing all the Metal Gear games until his daughter throws a shoe at him. Believe it!
 
Now, you might believe the true foreshadowing was the lightning weakness of the core but don't be fooled by such an obvious red herring!

The real thing is going to be Anderson doing a 48h Livestream playing all the Metal Gear games until his daughter throws a shoe at him. Believe it!
Okay, look.
The real reason Mustang underwent an Adonis conversion was because a) he could hit that griddy, b) so he could do livestreams 24/7, without need for pesky baseline human things like sleeping.
And Andersen is secretly jealous of that ability.
 
Up until about chapter 79 I have been thoroughly enjoying this fanfic. I think you as an author have been doing a very good job of portraying these very memorable characters in fun and interesting lights without losing their complexity.

But what changed my opinion on this fic is the treatment of Joe, Cinderella, and Dorothy in the chapters that followed Chapter 78.

Allow me to explain, beginning with the treatment of Joe and Cinderella.

What you as the author intended for the events of chapters 79 and 80 are very clear. Your own statements over on spacebattles make the intended interpretation of the text very clear.

According to your intended interpretation, Joe has been pathetic in the extreme, his outburst against Anis was him lashing out while at his lowest point, and his subsequent scolding at the hands of Cinderella is both his comeuppance for that, and the aggressive drop start to his 'redemption arc'.

This interpretation strikes me as blatantly incorrect, because, barring that one outburst against Anis, Joe has done literally nothing wrong.

He has been wildly successful in literally every single one of his missions, had exactly one(1) death under his command, which was both entirely not his fault and not even a real death, and has been doing it against impossible odds.

Like two chapters prior to his dressing down Joe has captured an entire other sector filled with pre-rapture technology and supplies, killed a Lord-Class Rapture himself, and done it all without Pionier or any casualties. This alone would be by far the greatest achievement of anyone else's career, but Joe has been so incredibly competent that it receives zero focus in the chapters that follow.

To be clear, I am not being obtuse. I understand that the regression is with regards to the treatment of his Nikkes. It's just that I want to put it in perspective just how hypercompetent Joe is.

In less than six months (As a guess of the timeline, I have not been paying much close to the passage of time, and I'm much too employed to go through and pin down an exact timeline for this fic) Joe has:

-Killed two Tyrants
-Defeated a third twice
-Defeated a Heretic
-Killed a Lord
-Retaken territory for humanity for the first time in decades, allowing for the formation of Shangri-La
-Headed Shangri-La's construction, serving as the mayor in addition to his duties as a Commander.
-Retaken a lost pre-IRI stronghold, reclaiming massive amounts of pre-Rapture tech, most notably not one, but two Harmony Cubes
-Tracked down and recovered the entirety of the long since thought dead Goddess Squad
-And did it all with, again, only one death under his command, which again, was neither his fault nor an actual death

The idea that Joe is in any way regressing is just absurd. Especially when you consider that, from the facts presented within the story, Joe during the Initial Rapture Invasion was in a far better position.

He had better tech, better support, and the prime Goddess Squad in his corner, against a Rapture that, from what I understand, is much less adapted against humanity.

The goddess squad, before 100 years of degeneration, with full regular maintenance and supplies, are orders of magnitude more powerful than they are in the present day. That, plus Andersen and his Nikkes, and actual whole armies for backup, and no cloak and dagger corporate conspiracies to worry about, and far less trauma mean that Joe straight up had it better back then.

But okay. This isn't about how he does out in the field. This is about how he's treating his Nikkes.

So far, in terms of blunders, Joe has lashed out at Anis and… not much else. He's being told that he has been keeping them at arm's length unfairly and that it's been negatively affecting his Nikkes, notably Rupi, but to be frank that is some bullshit.

To begin with nobody is owed his love, and as another reader over on spacebattles has said, making it seem otherwise is textbook narcissist behavior from Cinderella.

She made it sound like she waited for him for 100 years, but from what is said and shown, it is not nearly as romantic as she made it sound. The facts are that he was dead, and she had no other romantic options.

Nikkes in general seem to be considered undatable, just based off the fact that we have yet to see a Nikke who isn't single and also gorgeous. And Cinderella has spent a significant portion of those 100 years wandering the wastelands of the surface away from civilization.

But I digress.

I don't have a real issue with Cinderella's actions. Her motivations and perspective makes that course of action understandable, even if it paints her in a bad light. I've been known to love a yandere, and a yandere isn't a yandere if they don't draw blood.

My issue is that the narrative treats her as completely and unequivocally in the right, despite the fact that she is blatantly hypocritical and incorrect. She is telling him that he needs to accept help from other people, while also telling him off for needing the help in the first place. Even though the real damage is in Rupi, who herself receives no judgement for being 'weak' like Joe did.

And then in the following chapters, Joe is just better overnight. He's just 'over' his trauma, and everybody is better for it, and Cinderella is just in the corner smug that she was right.

I could have just let it slide if it wasn't indicative of a shift in quality. Less than ten chapters later, Dorothy is treated arguably even worse.

Eden is straight up the best option for Joe and his crew, and rejecting them because of their ethical objections is the wrong opinion on two different levels.

The first level, the practical level, is obvious. Eden is far and away superior to the Ark as a base organization for Joe. They have far better technology, far more competent soldiers, far less internal opposition, no Central Government ready to make Joe commit suicide via 9mm to the back of the head if he steps out of line, and no need to hide Pioneer or his active progress towards defeating the Rapture. The only place where they are in any way inferior is in numbers, the Ark has a much higher population, but even that is irrelevant, as Joe has been deploying with tiny squads of two to six Nikkes under Ark, and practically no backup.

The second level, the ethical level, is also obvious, so much so that it is pointed out in the chapter itself. Joe is 100% okay with killing Central Government agents, and has done it in the past. He personally killed all but five of the Council before. In flashbacks, he has been shown to order them to simply allow casualties in allied human armies. Him taking such a big issue with Eden just doesn't make sense. Executing Commanders after they surrender isn't even Eden Policy. It's just Dorothy who does that. And while child soldiers are bad, I'd argue that the Ark is significantly worse ethically, judging by how they treat the Nikke, and the fact that they are actively driving humanity towards extinction with their extreme malicious incompetence.

The third level, the interpersonal level, is the only one that makes any sense. The rest of Goddess had chosen to be pilgrims instead of staying in Eden. Logically, they would still choose to side against Eden, and logically Joe would end up siding with the majority, just because he doesn't have much of a spine. But ultimately I cannot approve of this just because of how it played out.

Put simply, Eden has in no way been shown to be more dangerous than the Ark. The aggressive distrust that Joe treats Eden with is more or less entirely unfounded. Eden welcomes turncoats, as long as they can pull their weight in a warzone, and Joe is the centerpiece of an anti-Central Government conspiracy, and also easily the greatest commander of all time. Even in the worst interpretation of their policy, he's completely safe to step foot in them. Especially considering the fact that he would have the entire reunited Goddess squad ready to back him up if the local government tried to start something with him.

Idk man, I'm ending this rant here. It's too damn long anyway.
 
The Blacksmith was defeated on account of Joe's legitimate command. Gravedigger was down to luck and Neon acting of her own accord. Counters would have been mulched to a man had she not set up those explosives without bothering to ask Joe for permission first.
-Defeated a third twice
The only other Tyrant that has been encountered by Joe and his teams is Chatterbox. Counters and Wardress got slapped around by Chatterbox in Vancouver while Joe ineffectually contributed literally nothing to the fight. Snow White showing up and saving their asses does not count as Joe being 'hypercompetent.' Nor does it count as Joe being 'hypercompetent' when he, again, contributed nothing to Scarlet dismembering Chatterbox without any direction from him whatsoever.
This has not happened, full-stop. The only Heretic that has been encountered so far is Modernia, who slam-jammed the asses of everyone but Rapi with no contest the instant she stopped toying with them, and Rapi had to flip the suicide switch to land a single effective hit on Modernia. Had Snow White not happened to be present, and had the Northern Base not been nearby and in possession of both a super-cooling maintenance bay and a stockpile of Rapture parts to jury-rig into replacement parts, Rapi would have died as a consequence of Joe's decision to pursue Modernia.

Calling that 'defeating a Heretic' is stretching the definition of 'winning' so far that it beggars belief.
Which got the drop on the team to the point that defeating it necessitated Joe acting as an active combatant, which Commanders are never supposed to do owing to their defenseless nature. Sunny almost died saving him from this mistake as well. Again, Joe salvaged a bad situation he walked everyone into. Barely.
-Retaken territory for humanity for the first time in decades, allowing for the formation of Shangri-La
Again, something that has not happened, full-stop. The Outpost is, and always was held by humanity. It was just neglected and left undeveloped because the Central Government considered it to be of no worth, to the point that Andersen and Ingrid both had to alter records and throw their weight around to make it look like the CentGov had left a massive, gaping hole in the Ark's defenses by not actively manning it. Considering that the Outpost was just left sitting unattended for a whole-ass century without Raptures getting into the Ark through it, evidence would suggest that it actually really wasn't all that important too.

The Outpost is not on the surface, it is in a cavern between the Ark and the surface. Conflating Joe's doing the functional equivalent of moving into an abandoned office building on the outskirts of a city with conquering a contested and active warzone on the surface is outright comical.
-Headed Shangri-La's construction, serving as the mayor in addition to his duties as a Commander.
It's been noted that Mighty Tools has been helping with this. To the point that Joe has been effectively rubber stamping paperwork for Liter so she can largely operate on her own perogotive and with minimal oversight afterwards. The most he's done besides that in terms of administrative work is basic budgeting, because Nikkes aren't legally allowed to do that to begin with.
-Retaken a lost pre-IRI stronghold, reclaiming massive amounts of pre-Rapture tech, most notably not one, but two Harmony Cubes
With minimal actual resistance aside from the aforementioned Lord class, because there weren't many Raptures actually inhabiting the Oregon Lost Sector in the first place. There being a second Harmony Cube was dumb luck, not a stroke of genius on Joe's part.

To say nothing of the fact that the Oregon Lost Sector wasn't 'retaken.' It was cleared out, had the copper wiring stripped out of the walls for resources, and was promptly abandoned again given that occupying it was never in the cards, nor even entertained as such. There's nothing to gain in trying to control uninhabitable and incomplete copies of the Ark lacking in any life support systems aside from basic emergency lighting.
-Tracked down and recovered the entirety of the long since thought dead Goddess Squad
Again, dumb luck. Especially given that if Snow White and Scarlet hadn't happened to have been actively hunting down Chatterbox in the Arctic at the time, Chatterbox would have escaped from Counters with Joe in hand with ease. A situation Joe found himself in to begin with because of how sloppily he approached and handled the entire operation in the Arctic the moment they stepped into the field.

Afterwards, he was literally told where to meet up with Pioneer as a whole. He was actually given the information that Snow White was seen in the Arctic via Andersen's scouting contacts. Him getting in contact with Pioneer is less an accomplishment pointing to his competence, and is more attributable to him being himself, given that Pioneer would have actively avoided literally any other Ark Commander for obvious reasons.
-And did it all with, again, only one death under his command, which again, was neither his fault nor an actual death
Because Joe displays basic competence on top of having the Devil's luck. This is less attributable to him being an amazing Commander, and more his just not being a gussied-up pig to be paraded before the masses before being literally thrown to the wolves by the Central Government.

This all considering that Rapi would have died, and it would have been his fault, if not for the dumb luck of the specific circumstances in which Rapi was forced to initiate Exceed.

Joe only seems hypercompetent by comparison to the average Ark Commander, and the Central Government that actively sandbags and sabotages high-profile surface operations to keep humanity trapped in the Ark and under their thumb. In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is King. The likes of Johan, Dorothy's current Commander would know.
The idea that Joe is in any way regressing is just absurd. Especially when you consider that, from the facts presented within the story, Joe during the Initial Rapture Invasion was in a far better position.

He had better tech, better support, and the prime Goddess Squad in his corner, against a Rapture that, from what I understand, is much less adapted against humanity.

The goddess squad, before 100 years of degeneration, with full regular maintenance and supplies, are orders of magnitude more powerful than they are in the present day. That, plus Andersen and his Nikkes, and actual whole armies for backup, and no cloak and dagger corporate conspiracies to worry about, and far less trauma mean that Joe straight up had it better back then.
Goddess was also able to flat-out retake London, England from the Raptures in the middle of the IRI before the surface was entirely abandoned by the United Forces of Humanity. Hence the note that Goddess as a whole was knighted by the British Crown by Ludmilla. To say nothing of pushing the entirety of the Rapture invasion force back from Mexico to the Orbital Elevator in South America, which was also their initial invasion point.

Joe's modern accomplishments actually rather pale in comparison to even what little has been shown of Goddess in the IRI proper. To a rather depressing degree, considering he keeps walking ass-first into basic ambushes and only surviving by the skin of his teeth and a shitload of luck.

'Hypercompetent' my ass. The man's just been absurdly lucky and decent at operating under pressure after he makes mistakes.
Eden is straight up the best option for Joe and his crew, and rejecting them because of their ethical objections is the wrong opinion on two different levels.
Eden is a reproductive dead end. It does not have the population to sustain long-term human development without severe reproductive bottlenecking. This considering that 99/100 of all women that join Eden are Nikkes, and are therefore not capable of reproduction in the first place at that.

Abandoning the Ark means choosing to play Russian Roulette with five out of six cylinders loaded, ostensibly because one doesn't want to have deal with the necessary headache of eliminating the Central Government without risking destroying the Ark in the process. Eden has no means of eliminating the Central Government without open warfare that would risk the destruction of the Ark in whole. Eden has about a snowball's chance in Hell of retaking any meaningful amount of the surface without having the Ark, intact, helping them. Hence the reason Eden's holdings consist entirely of Eden itself, in the middle of the Okanagan Desert, and just that selfsame parcel of land the archology was built on top of no more than sixty years prior.

Dorothy and Johan are the biggest dogs in Eden, and they are both aggressively and unreasonably violent towards the Ark. Joe barging in with Pioneer to lay claim to the city-state in opposition to Dorothy and Johan because he's the Legendary Commander and everyone should listen to him will produce an immediate civil war that would result in Eden being functionally destroyed, at best. This especially considering that Johan is as much a living legend as Joe is, and unlike Joe, a massive portion of Eden's population were previously around to directly serve under Johan in the Second Surface Reclaimation Campaign in the first place. Johan alone has far, far more weight to throw around Eden than you're giving him credit for, to say nothing of the fact that it was Dorothy that founded the city-state to begin with.

So, no, Joe defecting to Eden outright while Dorothy and Johan are both outright hostile to the Ark would do nobody any good in the long term, or even the short term. Any chance mankind has of being able to begin meaningfully retaking the surface begins with the Central Government being dealt with—without sacrificing the Ark in the process—so that Eden has their largest bugbear eliminated, thus allowing proper cooperation to begin between the two factions as the Ark has its general culture and direction corrected to align with the purpose of actually working towards reclaiming Earth.
 

You know what, that's on me. I should have been more clear when listing his accomplishments. Joe is a bog standard normal human, with zero prospects of being upgraded. I've been attributing the achievements of his squad while they are under his command to him, because he has never and will never become a primary commitment. I've been under the impression that Joe, as Commander, has ultimate responsibility for whatever happens out in the field, both good and bad, because that is how it is for military officers IRL.

If you interpret things like that, yeah. Joe has accomplished jack shit this entire story, and is overall kind of a bum. But do you understand what that means for your story, though?

It means that almost everything Joe's done before and after his coma is worthless, because it's all done by his squad, rather than him specifically. As a matter of fact, his achievements during the IRI are even more worthless, because he wasn't even the real tactician or the guy in charge, that was Lilith and Andersen, I believe.

Like, the Goddess Squad retook London because they were just extremely powerful, not because of anything Joe did. He had no hand in building them, no hand in training them, he didn't even really come up with their strategies.

Under this lens, what is even the point of Joe? Like what does he actually do? We're 330k words in, and so far all Joe's done is... land a lucky shot? Why should I even keep reading? He isn't going to do any more in the future, he's still going to keep being just a guy, and if the way you've been talking about him is any indication, that isn't going to change, and idk if I want to keep reading a story about a dude who is basically a puffed up cheerleader.

Regardless of all that, Eden, under the facts of this story, is still the best option for Joe. All that stuff you just said has come up exactly zero (0) times in the actual fic. And even if it did, there is still the fact that going full all or nothing is a dumb way of looking at it. You said it yourself, Johan and Dorothy are both top dog in there, and unless they are going to kidnap him, he could go full double agent. Even just having Goddess join up to back them up in expansion in return for maintenance and supplies would be huge(I'd assume).

There are steps in between "Fuck all of you, I'm staying with the facist and racist CG" and "Fuck the Ark I'm staying with Eden", and Joe choosing to go with the first option is just a stupid choice.
 
There are steps in between "Fuck all of you, I'm staying with the facist and racist CG" and "Fuck the Ark I'm staying with Eden", and Joe choosing to go with the first option is just a stupid choice.
Correct, which is why he's on the "Plotting to overthrow the oppressively authoritarian regime and install a competent government that actually cares for it denizens, retaking the surface, and the survival of humanity" side of the argument, which you would know if you actually read the story.
 
and idk if I want to keep reading a story about a dude who is basically a puffed up cheerleader.
That's kinda what the commander is in canon? I don't know, since most of the time the Nikkes are the ones doing the fighting than him leading them. Maybe later he actually started leading them? But the guy had amnesia at the start, but still managed to defeat Blacksmith at the prologue, technically since it was Anis and Rapi who defeated it. But I can safely assume that Nikkes have some form of tactics and strategies downloaded in their NIMPH.
 
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Chapter 95 - Peak Performance
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Chapter 95 - Peak Performance
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"No rest for the wicked, huh," Anis bemoaned the situation as virtual soldiers traded fire on the Command Centre TV's screen. "I really don't like the idea of poking around a place where another damned Heretic was…"

"A confirmed dead Heretic, though," Joe countered as another virtual soldier shifted from a sprint into a slide, taking a potshot at Anis' character with a decidedly non-regulation .44 magnum revolver, scoring a headshot and dropping her with a single bullet.

"Bullshit!" The blonde cried out, huffing and slapping her controller against her meaty thighs with a loud 'thwap!' "-But, anyways, that doesn't really make me feel much better, you know."

"You don't like our chances when we'll be going in as one of the few squads in the Ark with a reputation for brutalizing Tyrants, in addition to Matis and Absolute being there? This, considering they were the ones that killed said Heretic to begin with?" Joe inquired as his guy spun in place, firing his rifle into the air to celebrate his victory.

"...Oh," Anis looked upwards in consideration, weighing the context of the upcoming situation in the lull between matches. "How the heck did you manage to bag Absolute and Matis for an operation to begin with?"

"Syuen owed Ingrid one," Joe remarked matter-of-factually. "Plus, since this is an official operation, it'll look good for Missilis if Matis helps with finishing what they and Absolute started.

Anis hummed, leaning back in her seat as her fingers thrummed against the underside of the controller in her hands. "I feel like something bad is going to happen regardless…"

"Of course something bad is going to happen, we're going to the surface. Most things that happen on the surface are bad," the Commander remarked dryly. "Being soldiers means committing to being subject to bad shit all the time."

The blonde whined, kicking her legs rather petulantly at that. "Why does everything have to be such crazy bullshit all the time? Why can't everything just be normal…?"

"Consider for a moment who all of us are, and consider for a moment how 'normal' excursions tend to go for the average Nikke squad that gets deployed to the surface," Joe suggested to the somewhat immature woman, shooting her a lidded glance. "Us being 'normal' was never an option. Now, we gonna play another match, or not?" He inquired as he refocused on the communal TV. "...Still can't believe that CoD of Duty BlOps Ops is still ongoing a century and a whole-ass apocalypse later…" He remarked with no small amount of awe and disgust lacing his tone.

A few moments passed in awkward silence. Joe turned back to Anis, to see her glaring at him, her big golden eyes glowering with utter, sneering disgust. To say nothing of the tone with which she proceeded to address the Commander. "Can you please don't ever talk again, thank you," she inelegantly demanded of the man, clearly, having intensely disliked the way he referred to the game they were playing.

Silence hung between the pair for a good while after that. Silence in which the pair did not blink, nor move an inch as they gazed into each other's eyes with incredible intensity. Such were the conditions when Anis saw Joe's lips curl up most churlishly, his expression twisting into some demonic approximation of an ear-to-ear toothy grin. From the back of his throat, a quiet chuckling could be made out, and the former idol could tell: he'd baited her, and she'd taken the bait hook, line, and sinker.

As if she'd let that stand.

"You wipe that shit-eating grin off your big dumb face right now!" Anis demanded as she all but leaped to her feet, tossing her controller aside to land on one of the heavily cushioned single-seaters resting alongside the couch. "You aren't clever! Annoying, stupid word salad-tossing bastard! Wipe it off before I wipe it off for you!"

In response, Joe's expression twisted yet further, knowing that he could so easily get a rise out of Anis, he raised his free hand to point at the bodacious blonde, laughing loud and deep as he knew that he'd won, and would forever win going forward.

Joe's laugh sounded downright villainous. Deep, reverberating, like a cartoon character. That really pissed Anis off, on account of his making fun of her. So, she responded reasonably and as a responsible, respectable adult would. "You were warned!" She all but screeched as she lunged at the Commander that chortled like a cave troll at her. Though he yelped at having a Nikke come right at him like a spider monkey, he was pinned to the couch without being hurt, even as Anis began smushing his face with the palm of her hand as if to literally wipe the look off his face. "Perish!" She demanded of him.

In reply, the laughter redoubled, Joe deciding that he would double down and put the pedal to the medal. He could annoy the grenadier, and he had. Thus, he would point and laugh at her impotent rage, for that shouldst rather annoy Anis! Hehehehehe!

"Why you-!"
Anis was most annoyed by his attempt to annoy her, and so she worked harder to wipe that smug, shit-eating grin off of his face, to seemingly little effect.

What did give Joe pause, however, was when the leftovers of one of Anis' terrible Splendamin bars fell from the back of the sofa, bouncing off of his lips and eliciting a sharp cry of terror. Anis had terrible taste in snacks, and the Commander damn near had to taste one of these things that had nearly fallen into his mouth. "Keep those disgusting poopfeast bars of yours away from me!" He cried in an exaggerated, clownish tone of voice.

There was a pause in the battle, one in which the glare produced by Anis became particularly sharp. Joe stared up at Anis, who straddled the helpless Commander. Anis stared down at the man who had dared to offend her sensibilities. Her hand shot out, snatching up the partially-eaten green peas and mayonnaise-flavoured Splendamin bar, holding it up as if to call all attention to it.

Joe's eyes went wide. Anis' eyes narrowed to vicious slits.

Crying out from the back of her throat, in as deep a cadence as her naturally girlish voice would allow, Anis bellowed out a singular command to the Commander. "EAT." She ordered her superior officer in the instants before she attempted to shove the stale Splendamin bar into his mouth.

Initially, Joe cried out in horror as he barely avoided escaping the flavour of Anis' abominable snack, however, the man that held the line against the apocalypse had not earned his reputation by knowing when to fold 'em and surrender when under unreasonable amounts of fire.

So instead, he continued to chortle and present a maddened grimace at the blonde even as he squirmed to avoid being force-fed gross snack foods. This only served to further aggravate the blonde, who pressed all the harder to destroy the Commander for his temerity.

Joe's evil, villainous laughter echoed throughout the Command Centre, and even carried through the windows overlooking the street, to whomever might hear.

And hear someone did. As was announced by a muted shout heard through the window, a shrill, high-pitched cry of "Villain, beware-!" accompanied by music suddenly blaring out, this too, muted by the thick, heavy windows of the building. A cry cut off by a loud, crashing bang, followed by a harsh thump on the outside and a whining "Oooowww, it hurts, why does it hurt?"

Anis had snapped back to sharply turn to the window, even as Joe too sat up to look at it in shock as well. It was cracked, as though something had just been flung into it and come dangerously close to breaking through entirely.

As fun as it was to tussle with Anis after trolling her, that seemed concerning. So, the displaced Canuck rolled off the edge of the sofa, eliciting a startled "Eep!" from Anis as she had to catch herself in accordance with being pulled off along with the man.

Joe quickly up-righted himself and moved for the window. Upon approaching it, he was met with the sight of… A tableau, to say the least. Three very distinct figures were on the other side, one of whom was clearly extremely agitated at the smallest one, who was currently rolling around on the sidewalk, pitifully clutching her forehead.

Taking a deep breath as Anis sidled up next to him, Joe reached over, unlatched the window, and slid it open, which caused the Command Centre Common Room to be hit by a very loud, very triumphant heroic musical theme which ill-befitted the current situation.

"It hurts!" Whined a small, blonde girl with trailing twintails messily splayed out on the ground beneath her, enshrouded in a massive, puffy white winter coat as she squirmed about in pain. "Why does it hurt?"

"I told you, damn it!" A taller blonde, one with much shorter, closer to ginger hair declared in unabashed aggravation. "Mighty Tools reported that they were testing those new anti-Laplace windows up here in the Outpost! Why would you be surprised when trying to jump through a window specifically meant to prevent YOU from jumping through them causes you to just brain yourself like an idiot!?"

"But why does it hurt, Maxwell?" the smaller blonde, Laplace, evidently, cried again, curling up on her back like a dead spider, she whined heavily as that incredibly heroic background music inexplicably played from- Her? Kind of like Mustang and his background music, come to think of it… "Heroes don't hurt!"

The taller blonde—apparently Maxwell—with her hair cut short aside from messy bangs and clavicle-length sidelocks which framed her face, reached up and pinched the bridge of her nose with an exasperated sigh. She was, as pretty much all women Joe encountered in the Ark were, stunning. Big blue upwards-swept eyes, fair skin, a trim, very athletic and toned figure stood in stark contrast to Anis' soft and jiggly form, average chest aside. She looked like she could have been an all-star athlete, she was so sculpted. Hell, her bare stomach was so toned that she had what looked like the very beginnings of abs.

Joe didn't care much for that level of chiselled tone on women himself. He liked his ladies soft to the touch, but he understood why many would appreciate her visible dedication to cutting such an aggressively sporty form.

Her figure aside, her head was capped with a visor not unlike Privaty's, though with what resembled stubby diamond-shaped horns framing Missilis branding rather than the more standard military insignia the bluenette had. She wore a dark, cleavage-accentuating sports bra under a tri-colour winter jacket with a fur-lined hood, one which was much more commonly cut off at her hips. The sleeves and shoulders of the coat were stark white, with the main torso being black with neon green highlights. The article of clothing was also adorned with Missilis branding, making her affiliation quite clear at first blush.

Her lower half, notably, was covered with some kind of tech leggings that almost looked the part of exposed synthetic muscle fibres at a glance. A closer inspection revealed that they were, in fact, a kind of form-fitting sleek armour. They were obviously pants, pants which reached all the way up to her true waistline at the sides, but plunged all the way down to her crotch in a sharp V-shape.

She was very easy on the eyes, to say the least. Even with her face twisted up in open distaste and dismay at the antics of her fellow.

Yet, it wasn't the girl still rolling about on the concrete sidewalk that demanded all immediate attention next. "Hah! As expected of a foolish hero! A Villain would never impulsively make such a fool of them self like this!"

This one cut a very distinctive figure compared to the other two. Where they were blondes, her hair was silvery white, parted down the centre and to trimmed just meet the upper lids of her eyes, with the sides and back evenly bobbed in line with her chin. Her eyes were beady, sharp and angular like a predatory beast, and a cocky grin was plastered on her starkly pale features. Though she was flat-chested and slim, she did have a noticeably trim waistline and decently shapely hips that belied a respectably womanly nature.

Notably, her attire stood out for looking the part of some sort of antagonist. Aside from black hair clips on her sidelocks and a distinctive tapestry-like red earring, she wore a shoulderless black and red leotard under a matte black breastplate and red armoured cape trimmed and lined in white. The shiny leotard seemed purposefully designed to suggestively call all attention to the exposed strip of bare flesh between her hips and thighs. Her leggings otherwise left no skin bare, being similarly tech-based like Maxwell's. The armour on her legs consisted of flattened red horn-blades, cutting an aggressive image when coupled with the angular pauldrons adorning her shoulders.

"Shut up, Drake, you aren't helping!" Maxwell demanded of the most villainous-looking of the trio.

"Villains rarely do!" Drake asserted as she leaned back, laughing into the false sky of Shangri-La, setting a hand on her exposed hip and the other on her chin. "-Except for when someone really needs help! Then a Villain helps, because if a Villain doesn't help, then that means that they haven't taken the opportunity to mislead a poor fool into believing them to be helpful and trustworthy! Which a smart Villain will then take advantage of… By never betraying their trust! Thus subverting their expectations of a Villain being traitorous, and making them look even more like an easily tricked fool! Hahaha! Such is the way of the most duplicitous of Villains!" Drake once more leaned back to project her cartoonishly evil laughter skywards.

Maxwell just buried her face in her hands in readily apparent embarrassment, audibly grumbling under her breath as she did so.

Joe and Anis stood and stared, utterly blank-faced. Joe didn't know what to even begin to make of this display, while Anis mused, "I've heard that Matis is a walking clown show before, but to actually see it with my own eyes…"

Oh. Matis. Meaning the squad that was supposed to accompany Counters and Absolute to collect the Heretic Fragments.

Joe watched Laplace roll around on the ground, whining and crying in pain; while Drake leaned back so far that she looked like she was about to tip over—and probably actually would have were she not a Nikke—laughing like a hyena all the while; and Maxwell just whined into her own hands over the scene her squadmates was causing, given all the attention they were getting from wide-eyed passersby.

"I suddenly have a bad feeling about this upcoming operation," Joe intoned his admission to Anis.

"Oh, now you agree with me?" Anis accusingly noted, shooting a sharp glare the Commander's way.

"-Oh, oh damn it! Don't tell me-" Maxwell started, having taken her face out of her hands to catch sight of Joe and Anis standing on the other side of the now open ground floor window. "Of course you two had to go and mark our first meeting with the Commander by embarrassing us with this idiot scene…!"

"Commander-?" Laplace started, removing her hands from her forehead to crane her face downwards and look down the length of her body, catching sight of Joe and Anis standing in the now-open window- "AHA!" She suddenly threw herself to her feet like an old school martial artist, and launched herself at the now unobstructed portal.

Anis and Joe both yelped as they jumped aside just as a white, black, blue and blonde blur cannonballed into the common room, crashing into the couch and sending it harshly sliding across the floor and into the wall. If the TV and Tetrabox hadn't been elevated off the floor on wall-mounted shelves and one of those swivelling arms, they'd have both doubtlessly been damaged by the display.

Rolling back the way she'd come, Laplace backflipped and landed on her feet, striking a dramatic pose like she was a Tokusatsu character. "Have no fear! The Hero Laplace is here to save the day and cast down villainy! Now let me at the terrible villain that was so villainously laughing, doubtlessly as they'd just committed a heinous act of villainous crime in this humble abode!"

Laplace was, like Maxwell and Drake, quite fair skinned—bright red forehead mark where she had seemingly jumped face-first into the apparently anti-Laplace window aside—sitting between the other two in terms of the saturation of her skin tone. She had messy golden blonde bangs framing a nearly girlish face that had a single adhesive bandage on her cheek, big blue eyes glimmering with determined excitement, and a thick pair of high twintails held up by what looked like airplane wing-themed clips. She was cute, but in a 'someone's excitable idiot little sister' kind of way to Joe's sensibilities. This was only compounded by the fact that she was even smaller than Rapi at no more than 4'10"/147cm.

Upon getting a closer look at her, it was clear that despite her height—or lack thereof—she was, regardless, physically mature. She was built similarly to Drake in terms of curvaceousness, save for having a somewhat larger bust. All of which was really difficult to miss, given that she was wearing a skin-tight black tech suit that left remarkably little to the imagination despite technically covering everything from the neck down.

Form-fitting undersuit adorned with little beyond some sort of armoured tech belt and shoes aside, she was, again, garbed in a noticeably over-sized white, puffy winter greatcoat with a fur-lined hood which trailed down just past her knees. Blue straps clearly just for aesthetics hung vertically from the greatcoat's midsection, cutting a seemingly deliberate synergy with the colour-matched blue sheet wires that ran up the entire length of each arm, connecting to golden ports on the back of her gloved hands, which terminated in blue fingers.

There, she stood, in what would have been silence if not for the heroic background music emitting from her person that seemed programmed to seamlessly loop ad infinitum, seemingly waiting to be directed to whatever indistinct 'villainy' she was prattling on about.

Anis and Joe's attention was caught by the sound of Drake incredibly awkwardly climbing in through the window after Laplace. Where Laplace had just carelessly rocketed in like a bat out of Hell, Drake seemed to be making an effort to be wary of whatever might be on the inside of the building. Not that it stopped her from slipping on the window's rim and falling face-first on the floor with a very loud crash that immediately betrayed her nature as a Nikke.

The inelegant pratfall didn't stop her from quickly and deceptively smoothly rising to her feet to strike a dramatic pose in the same vein as Laplace, revealing herself to be about 5'5"/165cm. "The most nefarious Villain Drake has arrived, to recruit the one who laughs so Villainously to the Villain's Union! Let them reveal themself, for the time to plot against the forces of heroism has come!"

There was a long pause as Joe and Anis shared a look, then expectantly stared at the still open window. They were, needless to say, actually surprised when Maxwell instead stepped into the room through the hallway door, which too highlighted that she was somewhat shorter than Drake at 5'3"/160cm.

"Oh," Anis began flatly. "You actually used the front door."

"Yes I used the door like a normal person!" Maxwell cried out, face flushed with embarrassment over the antics of her teammates, who she immediately rounded on. "Both of you cut that out, damn it! Why can't you two just be normal when I take you somewhere for once!? And turn that damned music off, Laplace!"

"A Hero's theme song never stops for anything less than victory, Maxwell!" Laplace asserted as she shifted to strike another Tokusatsu pose. "Such is the Heroic way of Heroism!"

"Heroism is for dweebs!" Drake countered with a scoff. "Villainy is where it's at! You see this aesthetic?" She asked, flourishing her cape for emphasis as she did so. "Villains always have the best aesthetic! Come to the dark side, we have capes and spikes!"

By the standards of Missilis, this was apparently what peak performance looked like.

Pinching the bridge of his brow, Joe took a deep breath, already exhausted by this bullshittery as he spoke up, making a point to address Maxwell directly. "The joint operation isn't set to happen for another couple of days. Why are you three here so early?" He inquired pointedly.

"Ah," Maxwell started, awkwardly scratching her cheek with a single finger. "Well, you see, honestly? The moment Syuen received that request from Ingrid, she contacted us and told us to get up here as soon as we could and, uh, well…" She trailed off momentarily, a forced chuckle slipping past her lips before she continued. "Take it as 'a good excuse' to 'seduce' you to Missilis."

There was a long beat as Joe just blankly stared at Maxwell, while Laplace and Drake continued to pose on his and Anis' flanks.

"...So, uh," Maxwell rubbed the back of her neck, presenting a very uncomfortably awkward smile the Commander's way. "You, uh, single, Cutey?"

Joe wished desperately to one day see Syuen fired out of a cannon and straight into the sun.

Desperately.
 
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"...Still can't believe that CoD of Duty BlOps Ops is still ongoing a century and a whole-ass apocalypse later…"
The thought hurt him so much he apparently had a stroke mid sentence.

Humanity's best and brightest, everybody. That little blonde idiot is canonically one of the strongest Nikkes to ever exist.
 
You, uh, single, Cutey?

The shiver down her spine was the psychosomatic response to having the majority of the Nikkes in the outpost, including the entirety of Pioneer, lock on to her with absolute focus. Poor poor Maxwell, by being the token straight woman, she has made herself a threat.
 
To be fair, after Wordless lore drops, it's moreso forced therapy than a cannon.
Yeah.
There was a snippet of someone noticing that Syuen looked like a designer poodle, and I had thoughts of her being a designer baby, not too dissimilar from "brain farms" corps use to produce Nikkes.
Which is, uh. Yeah. The only thing different was the desired end result and the classes taught. Maybe the gene modding to maximize intelligence. She did create Laplace as an equivalent of a degree study.
 
Chapter 96 - Nothing Less than Perfection
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Chapter 96 - Nothing Less than Perfection
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It took a fair bit longer than he'd have preferred it to, but Joe eventually managed to drive off Matis after introductions were over and done with. He had other shit to be doing aside from being harangued by the particular brand of dumbassery they introduced into the Command Centre.

Now, granted, Goddess was worse in their time across the board by several orders of magnitude, but the Legendary Commander was nakedly biased, so that was different. Plus, the upcoming operation meant that he needed to keep on top of things, now knowing what Matis was bringing to the table and how to incorporate them into the logistics chain of Counters.

The answer was that he basically didn't incorporate them in at all. The chainsaw grip particle beam cannon dubbed 'Hero Syndrome' Laplace carried had a proprietary battery system Joe couldn't source extra cells for. Maxwell's laser gun, 'My Cutey,' also had its own battery system that was not compatible with the laser cannon. Drake's energy scattergun, 'Sadistic Carnival,' also had its own one-off battery system that didn't share cells with her squadmate's weapons…

Worse yet, none of them carried side-arms of any kind.

It made Joe want to scream, and immediately regret allowing them to come along for this Godforsaken joint operation.

Maybe he could force them to carry some of the pistols they stocked in the armoury? Otherwise, if they ran out of ammo, they'd be dead weight in the field. In stark contrast, he'd already confirmed with Ingrid that Absolute could share ammo with Counters.

Eunhwa and Emma shared 7.62mm between their sniper rifle Joe couldn't identify at a glance and M134 minigun respectively, while Rapi and Neon would just re-chamber their 5.56mm rifles with the conversion kits Elysion provided to its operators so they could share ammo with the two. Anis shared 40mm grenades with Rapi, and 12 Gauge with Neon.

Meanwhile Joe would, as per usual, wear a tactical vest loaded up with spare ammo for the girls, as, to reiterate: he realistically should never expect to need to reload First Affection in the field anyways. Better to load himself up to better support the girls than weigh himself down as if expecting to spray suppressive fire of his own.

Only Vesti didn't share ammo with anybody, considering she only carried an 84mm Carl Gustav rocket launcher. Though that was to be expected: one didn't realistically expect to share an ammo pool with what amounted to fucking artillery.

However, given that First Affection was loaded with .50 Action Express, the ammo type most famously associated with the infamous Desert Eagle, Joe would see about maybe getting her a .50 calibre pistol that wasn't a Desert Eagle because those were actually terrible pistols in practice. Something she could carry that'd pull from their existing stock, while being far closer to a full-powered cartridge compared to the 10mm's Rapi and Anis carried under their jackets. Didn't want her to be basically useless when she couldn't launch rockets, after all.

This would all be so much more complicated if not for Ingrid's sponsorship. Praise be to Jesus for Elysion logistics! So easy, so simple! Why in the name of Christ Tetra Line and Missilis didn't even attempt to outfit their Nikkes to accommodate easy logistics Joe did not know.

Well, he knew why Missilis didn't. But Mustang was part of the conspiracy to overthrow the Central Government and actually retake the surface! What the fuck was his excuse for Tetra Mass-Produced Nikkes carrying automatics that loaded proprietary wildcat cartridges? The necked-down .50 Beowulf Sunny's AR used to use. Oh God the necked-down .50 Beowulf…

At any rate, where Matis just sort of showed up and announced their arrival by Laplace attempting to jump through a closed window, the Commander actually received a heads-up that Absolute would be arriving at Shangri-La in a few hours time. Counters was expected to coordinate with Absolute in the planning phase of the operation to ensure everything would go smoothly once they were in the field, thus having Elysion's best squad shack up in the Command Centre barracks in the interim.

That suited Joe just fine. If Matis was going to be coming in and running around like a trio of chickens with their heads cut off, then at least they could ensure there would be a degree of synergy with Absolute to compensate.

At any rate, the Commander had left Anis to tend to sorting shit out in his office while waiting for Absolute to arrive. This included texting Rapi to determine if she was actually okay with working with Absolute properly. She assured him that she would be professional and not allow any kind of personal drama affect her in the field.

That reminded him of how, indeed, Rapi didn't behave like a shit once Absolute had extracted them from that battle with Chatterbox. Eunhwa, on the other hand…

He supposed he'd just have to press to ensure that he would tolerate no high school horseshit under his command, period. If he had to call off an operation because she couldn't behave like a professional, then that would be that, and Joe would be very blunt with Ingrid about that upon extraction.

Or, worse come to worst, he could probably just have Eunhwa excluded from the operation if she couldn't behave herself.

Regardless, he'd received an automated text alerting him to Absolute's arrival, because of course Elysion operators had an automated system to alert Commanders to such things—Good Lord did he love Elysion—and he returned to the lobby of the Command Centre to meet them.

Leaning on the front desk that was never actually manned by anyone, Joe waited and watched the three women approach from down the street through the transparent doors and walls, Emma seeming to have noticed him first, waving while Vesti almost seemed to shrink in on herself at the recognition of the Commander. Eunwha, meanwhile, seemed indifferent regardless, which was an improvement on her previous attitude, if it stuck.

The trio stepped into the building with no aplomb, which elicited a very deep sigh of relief from Joe.

Emma cocked her head at the man, humming before she spoke up. "Hello Commander, it's been a while. What has you seeming so relieved to see us? Were you worrying about us that much since we last met?" She teasingly asked, putting on a mischievous little grin as she did so.

Vesti, at that suggestion, started to heavily blush before hiding her face behind her hands, strangely enough. While Eunwha just rolled her eyes.

While Joe had gone over their appearances before, to which nothing had changed, he hadn't exactly taken in their heights back then, which were noticeably starkly different now that the three were standing together in a relaxed situation. Emma was the tallest, towering over the other two at about 173cm/5'8" in heels. Eunwha came next, at a mere 153cm/5'0" even in heels. Vesti, meanwhile, was bordering on pocket-sized at 146cm/4'9" in flats.

Kind of funny to think that Rapi was the second tallest member of Absolute, considering she seemed so small to Joe's sensibilities. Though he supposed that, if anything, spoke more to how increasingly blatant it was that women in the Ark were just really short on average compared to those from the Commander's home world. Emma just being of average height for a woman back home made her comparatively beeg relative to her peers here.

At any rate…

"Matis beat you here by a few hours, and announced their presence by Laplace attempting to jump through the common room window," Joe explained his reaction to their arrival matter-of-factually. "I'm glad that you three are clearly sane, given that Drake followed her in through the window too."

Emma and Eunhwa both grimaced at that, while Vesti averted her gaze and put on a little frown that almost looked like a pout.

"That… Certainly sounds like Matis," Emma admitted with an awkward chuckle. "Well, luckily, there's no need to worry about us, Commander. We're as normal as a squad could be!" She declared, presenting the man with a smile that would have floored him, had he not long since grown used to being surrounded by and interacting with drop-dead gorgeous women built like fertility goddesses on a daily basis. Even if Emma was Rapunzel's neck-and-neck rival in that department.

She was probably nowhere near as sexually suggestive as Rapunzel could be either.

"Y-yeah…" Vesti agreed with Emma, though her heart didn't seem to be in it.

Eunwha, meanwhile, let out a huff before she interjected in that distinctive and incredibly breathy voice of hers that might've even been pleasant if not for- "We've been instructed to come here and spend the next few days coordinating for the upcoming joint operation. Though I doubt you've so much as begun working on anything to that end." -Her scathing and deeply unpleasant behaviour.

"Eunwha-!" Emma started, seeming ready to chastise the team leader.

Only for Joe to interrupt her. "I've already mostly sorted out the logistics of the operation so that Absolute and Counters will be sharing ammunition wherever possible. Matis won't be sharing ammo with anyone, given that Missilis is run by lunatics that saw fit to have their weapons not even share energy cells with each other."

He adjusted his stance as he continued.

"You all carry sidearms?"

There was a bit of an awkward beat wherein Emma momentarily side-eyed the ravenette squad commander before replying. "Eunwha and I do. Under our coats. Rapi pointed out that we wouldn't need to worry about them being unsightly if they were hidden in shoulder holsters."

Unsightly-? Oh fucking Christ, had they refused to carry pistols before Rapi corrected them because they found them 'unfashionable?' The idea of that was mortifying, especially from Elysion's best, but at least they carried them now.

Regardless, he turned to face the smallest member of Absolute. "And Vesti?"

The little ashen-haired Nikke jumped in shock and worry at being singled out. Almost looking like she was on the verge of bursting into tears, she replied quietly, "N-no. I just… Blow things up, or…" she trailed off, not seeming to have the confidence to finish whatever it was she would have said.

Shrugging, Joe decided to impress his opinion upon her. "I want you to carry something chambered in .50AE so you can pull from our existing stock, seeing as how that rocket launcher of yours will be of limited versatility at best, and I want you to be able to deal a respectable amount of damage with something that won't get in the way of your primary arm. A submachine gun or personal defence weapon would be preferred, but a pistol would be perfectly acceptable. So long as you can at least return fire outside of situations that very specifically call for high explosives."

"O-oh…" Vesti replied warily. "Um, okay…" She trailed off uncertainly.

"Vesti usually just jumps on Raptures and tears them apart with her bare hands when she can't use her rocket launcher," Emma remarked in an appraising tone. "Does she really need to bring another gun along when that usually works out just fine?"

That assertion caught Joe off-guard, his mind flashing back very hard to, of all people, none other than Liliweiss, the first and second most powerful Nikke ever made. Liliweiss never used firearms at all, as she had such poor fine motor control in the heat of combat that she broke every weapon she'd ever attempted to handle outside of a shooting range. Liliweiss was also one of two Nikkes that had ever been able to effectively engage in melee consistently.

The other being Scarlet, who used a sword, and was a… 'Retrofit Half-Grade Grimms Fairy Tales Model' if he was remembering the designation they'd made up for her correctly? The Grimms upgrade package she'd received was barely compatible with her, leaving her as only marginally qualifying as more than a regular Specialist model as Anis and Neon were, even back during Operation Ark Guardian.

Point being though, was that Liliweiss was anything but a regular Nikke, and Scarlet was one of the greatest swordsmen to have ever lived even before considering her being a Nikke—if a mass-produced one despite having retained her face post-conversion—and was at least technically a Grimms now. And apparently, Vesti was expected to just operate like Liliweiss had when she couldn't use her rocket launcher?

Joe stared at the teeny little Nikke, quietly incredulous given how very tiny and anxiety-ridden she clearly was. Was she, perchance, another low-key modern Grimms prototype like Yuni? Hell... Could Absolute and Matis both be modern attempts at Fairy Tale models, given their reputation and public record? Something to ask Ingrid about, if nothing else. Lord knew he wasn't going to get answers out of Syuen even if he was stupid enough to ask.

"Uh, u-um…" Highlighted by how brightly she started to blush and shrink in on herself at the Commander's focusing on her for a few moments.

Man, Vesti was cute, wasn't she? That rather contrasted with her apparently acting as the second coming of Liliweiss whenever the opportunity presented itself. But then again, Liliweiss herself didn't exactly look the part of the 'Mecha Destructor' Andersen had dubbed her, did she? The woman actually looked downright delicate the few times they'd seen her in a proper civilian dress, even.

Regardless, Joe spoke up again. "Elysion trains its operators in hand-to-hand combat?"

Once again, Emma glanced aside out of the corner of her eye at Eunwha, who still didn't say anything. Thus, it was the blonde who replied. "No, it doesn't. Vesti simply… Took inspiration from Rapi after one particular operation."

Eunwha, remaining silent, scowled at the mention of Rapi's name, but otherwise didn't pipe up. That was surprising, given how incredibly and vocally… Opinionated she had been during the flight back to the Ark from Vancouver.

That gave Joe some pause, before he recalled that Rapi had indeed been something of a beast whenever she'd engaged in melee as Red Hood, hadn't she? Not even because of some kind of specialized training she didn't have, but because that sort of thing just seemed to come freakishly naturally to her. Scarlet was even sure that Rapi must have had actual training back then, but she'd always insist that she was just 'always good in a scrap.' She apparently didn't even need to think about it, she just fought like a savagely trained professional instinctively.

…It only just occurred to Joe that they probably should have been capitalizing on that. Liliweiss, the second strongest Nikke, was a monster, and never used a gun. Scarlet was but a mere Mass-Produced model before she received that Grimms upgrade package which, again, had barely been compatible with her, and so barely pushed her above the common Specialist model. Yet, she had put Chatterbox on the back foot, actually pushed the horror to the brink and probably would have even won if their fight hadn't been interrupted.

Melee was… Shockingly effective on Raptures, now that Joe really considered it. Like- Wait, Christ-! Hadn't he actually hurt Chatterbox with a fucking knife?

Okay, Joe was definitely going to sit down with- Scarlet, he supposed, and discuss the possibility of training other Nikkes in melee combat. Starting with Rapi, and maybe Vesti if he could swing it. Get the three of them in a provisional melee squad for training purposes, and see how well they did in simulations. Then move on to combining-

"Commander?" Emma spoke up, her head lightly cocked to the side. "Hello? Earth to Commander? Are you there?" She asked, reaching over and very lightly knocking on his forehead.

Joe blinked, shaking his head and coughing into his fist with no small degree of embarrassment. "Sorry, I just, uh, got some ideas for the tactical applications of Nikkes potentially being trained for actual melee combat, given how freakishly effective the two I've seen in action have been. And apparently Vesti also pulls it off…"

"Oh? Is that so?" Emma hummed, fixing Joe with a curious look before she turned around and actually just flat-out stared at Eunwha.

Eunwha, for her part, was also staring. Though this time right at Joe. Her expression was incredibly critical, deeply appraising in a way he'd not encountered since… His initial interactions with Ingrid, really.

The CEO of Elysion had been deeply impressed by his demonstration that he wasn't the typical Ark Commander chaff. Given that Eunwha was the leader of Absolute, that meant she operated as the de facto Commander of the squad, despite Nikkes not officially being allowed to be Commanders. Maybe she was actually impressed that Joe was coming across as though he had so much as a rudimentary understanding of tactics?

The raven-haired leader of Absolute suddenly spoke up. "If you want to involve Vesti with any sort of irregular training like that, then I expect to be involved in those discussions," she declared sharply.

Joe just shrugged at how forcefully she'd said that. "Well I'd certainly hope you'd want to be involved in any kind of training involving your subordinates," he remarked flatly.

"You'd be surprised," Eunwha replied with an acerbic degree of dryness, her expression very harshly souring.

Blinking, it occurred to Joe… "Right. The average Commander is an incompetent blowhard not worth the ink that was spent printing their license," he noted with no small amount of bitterness to his tone. "Yeah, well, I have every intention of bringing this topic up to Ingrid as well depending on how this potential experiment goes too. Not gonna sit on this development if I'm right about the sort of impact it can have on general combat tactics going forward."

Eunwha continued to stare at Joe, her expression entirely unreadable before she let out a singular, dismissive huff. "Is there anything to immediately discuss regarding the upcoming operation right now? If not, I'm going to the armoury to see what I have to work with for keeping our equipment in order."

"I'll let you know once we're gonna sit down with Matis and properly coordinate," Joe declared as he deposited his hands into his jacket pockets. "Just don't mess with anything currently sitting around that's obviously in the middle of being worked on. Snow White's set up shop there and won't be happy if anyone touched her stuff while she was in the field. It'll be really obvious what's hers, given that she does that thing where she organizes things using a deranged system that only makes sense to her."

"If I touch anything other than military property in there, it'll be to make room on a workbench so I can work at all," Eunwha declared as she about-faced and abruptly started out the sliding front doors again, leaving Emma and Vesti standing in the lobby with Joe.

"Mm," Emma hummed, staring after Absolute's leader for a few moments. "I think Eunwha might actually start to like you at this rate, Commander."

"You can just call me 'Joe' when we aren't in the field," the man noted as he lightly pushed himself off of the front desk, presenting a dubious look the woman's way. "And you sure about that? Granted, that was a massive improvement over the way she comported herself the last time we met…"

It was Vesti that spoke up next, still seeming to attempt to half-way hide under her little half-cloak. "Eunwha's really mean to most Commanders. Like, really, really mean. She was only mean to you at first…"

"It's as Vesti says," Emma asserted as she reached over and lightly stroked the back of her significantly shorter squadmate's neck, which elicited a small jump and embarrassed whine from the high explosives specialist. "I thought I was going to need to remind her of how Ingrid read her the riot act for trying to start a fight with you in the field before, but, it seems that you showing that you really are the competent Commander Ingrid says you are went a long way towards her giving you a proper chance."

Letting out a hum that almost came out as a huff, Joe crossed his arms as he lightly shrugged. "If she behaves herself, then that's ultimately all that matters to me. If the operation goes tits-up, or worse yet, someone dies out there because someone couldn't keep their shit together and act like a soldier, there will be Hell to pay."

"O-oh…" Vesti, once again, attempted to retreat into her cloak. "S-scary…"

"...Command-" Emma caught herself, clearing her throat before continuing. "Joe. Someone dying would be 'worse' than the operation failing?"

Joe's brow furrowed heavily, looking at the blonde like she'd just asked the stupidest question in the world. "What the Hell kind of question is that? Yes. Those Heretic Fragments aren't going anywhere, there's no rush to get them as though the Ark's future depends on it. You girls are irreplaceable, and I'm not going to tolerate having someone in the field that may get any of you killed, least of all over something like this."

There was a pregnant pause, the lobby becoming near-silent as Emma and Vesti stared at the Commander wordlessly. Quickly, it became apparent that his words had an effect he somehow hadn't been expecting, as Vesti's cowed fear rapidly made way for wondrous awe, her big blue eyes glimmering like sapphires with unshed tears that didn't seem to originate from negativity.

Emma, meanwhile, was giving Joe a deeply satisfied and appreciative stare. "My oh my. Rapi sure is lucky to have a man like you as her Commander, isn't she?"

Vesti blinked, then jumped in place and rounded on her comparatively massive squadmate. "E-Emma! D-don't embarrass Rapi like that…!"

Emma just smiled sweetly as she settled her hand atop the shorter girl's beret. "What do you mean 'embarrass,' Vesti? Don't you think that Rapi must be so lucky to get to work with him every day? Wouldn't you feel lucky to have Joe as your Commander?"

Vesti's entire head turned beet red, the anxiety-ridden little lady stammering and whimpering, spinning on her heel to hide her face from the Commander that just blinked at the sight.

Emma was clearly entertained by the display, chuckling a few times before redirecting her attention back to Joe. "Speaking of Rapi, where is she, Commander? We were hoping to meet her again, since the flight back from the city was the first time we'd seen her in so long, and we haven't talked to her since."

"Ah!" Vesti jumped in place before whipping around again, her cloak flaring out with the motion as she refocused on Joe. "I-is Rapi doing okay, Commander? She- She must be, since you're her Commander, right?"

That caused Joe to grin. It was good to see that Rapi had long-term friends from the Ark that cared about her, even after so long spent apart. Eunwha might have a serious issue with her, but Emma and Vesti just wanted to speak to their friend again. Thus, he quickly withdrew his phone, and shot Rapi a message.

She was, unsurprisingly, maintaining her gear in her room. She didn't really have many hobbies outside of preparing for work, even still.

Joe only just realized that he should probably get on Rapi about that. Spending all of her time working, preparing for the next battle and otherwise doing little with the spare time allotted to her… Yeah, Joe was going to bring Rapi out somewhere, try and get her to do something. She was super into old video games back in the day. Maybe he could try bringing her to an arcade or something? See if she just hadn't realized she still had that spark after her Mind Switch?

Regardless, he focused on Emma and Vesti again. "She's in her room, if you want to see her," he answered rather plainly.

Emma smiled pleasantly at the man. "Could you show us the way, please?"

In response, Joe just gestured to the lobby elevator with his thumb before moving towards it. Emma and Vesti were quick to follow as the man proceeded to lead them to their mutual long-time companion. Hopefully, Rapi would benefit from a further reminder that she was surrounded by friends that never stopped caring for her even after a long time apart.

Lord knew she deserved that much.
 
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Don't let this relative calm, wholesome version of "Daily military Life with wait soldier's can't be this fun!"™ distract you from the fact that Dorothy is microwaving Splendamin at 2AM wondering where things went wrong.

Rapi better not be doing any Gremlin activities in her room when her friends bust through that door. Floor pizza is not something one shares; even with friends.
 
Fire Vesti at the enemy as a tactical weapon.

Just let her tear them apart with her hands.

Also aren't Nikke as a whole way stronger than they usually act, because the more of their abhuman capabilities they use, the more likely they mind switch? Like how Nikke all have Night Vision but Neon still uses the night vision in her glasses rather than just switching her eyes to night vision mode, because it is more comfortable for their brains to accept?

They are basically permanently Jobbing because the less human they act, the more likely to suffer mental instability. Rapi meanwhile basically doesn't give a shit about being a normal human so she goes all out once she gets her mojo together.
 
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A lot of Commanders, I think, have a problem with understanding what the Matis squad is all about.
Because, the truth is, there is no Matis squad.
There is Laplace, Drake and Maxwell. Three Plus Ultra powerful individuals, that are better used and commanded as individual Nikkes. They can't into teamwork, because there is no team to begin with.
This is also glimpsed in the gameplay. Absolute and Counters both have a somewhat balanced Burst chain. They have all three required types, and can execute it on their own. Matis are all Burst 3, and have no fitting cooldowns, with someone usually being left behind. Usually, it's Maxwell, because Laplace and Drake are unhinged enough to steal all the potential Bursts and showtime.
But if you treat them as individuals, they are busted. Drake is still my top damage dealer, and I got to love Laplace's giant lazor of obliteration. Maxwell is also okay-ish.
 
He's totally going to open that door and see Rapi pose seductively on the bed... only for her to notice who exactly is standing behind her beloved commander
 
this chapter had me laughing, glad to see this updated! And yeah, missed opportunity, hope Anderson tells Joe about what could've been. Thanks for the update! Also, I can almost feel the timer counting down for when Joe loses all self control. He's got a Large group of gorgeous women who want him emotionally and carnally... and he's running out of excuses...
Pretty sure that's part of the problem, didn't baka say this isn't a harem story , so it kinda looks like Joe is leading those girls on unintentionally by innocently flirting slash teasing which might be excused except these are nikke who tend to have some pretty shit prospects romantically for the straight women.
 
Chapter 97 - Clear the Air
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Chapter 97 - Clear the Air
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The elevator stopped at the officer's quarters with little aplomb, which elicited a little 'oooh' from Emma, who stepped out with a small smile on her face. "Look Vesti, Rapi's living it up in the penthouse suites. No wonder we never see her in the Ark, she probably gets maid services and food delivery up here too." She turned to give Joe a sly little grin. "Have you been trying to seduce our little Rapi with kindness and generosity since she joined your team, Commander?"

While Vesti blushed with wide eyes at that inquisition, the man in question just kept his eyes locked forward as he took a deep breath-

"E-Emma!" Vesti started in a nervous tone, leaning forward with her hands curled up into little anxiety balls. "I-Ingrid told you to behave yourself and not be 'weird' with other teams!"

Emma shifted her attention to Vesti with a deeply amused expression on her face, smiling lovingly down at her diminutive squadmate. "Ingrid instructed me to keep my hands to myself, Vesti, and look!" She suddenly held her hands up, presented her palms to the pair with a wide, innocent smile. "I'm not touching the Commander at all!" She then… "No matter how enticing the fact that you can see his chest hair even though he's wearing a crew neck is." …Said while blatantly ogling Joe's collarbone, right before she started making grabby motions with her hands.

"E-Emma!" Vesti cried out in horror and mortified embarrassment, planting her face firmly in both of her hands, now trembling where she stood in her impressively tall thigh-high boots.

Joe took a very deep breath, closing his eyes as he did so. It was one thing to be faced with a woman that looked like Emma. It was another for a woman that looked like Emma to just say that she wanted to grope you. And here the man thought that she couldn't be anything like Rapunzel when she was activated… He prayed that the two titty monsters would never meet, if this was the way Emma would flagrantly behave with nary a hint of shame, entirely unprompted.

"Ingrid never said that I can't feast with my eyes, Vesti!" Emma outright chortled, god damn near sounding like a dirty old man trapped in a gorgeous young woman's body. "Mmm, and what a feast-"

"So Rapi's room is right over here this way!" Joe started out the elevator with a purpose, marching onward and pointedly not looking in the direction of a gorgeous blonde built like a fertility goddess that was stopping just short of invading his personal space while he was already suffering from the gaze and intentions of both Rapi and Cinderella as it was and now he was thinking about the fact that the only reason he hadn't gone to town on Rapi earlier was because of that concussion-

"Awww, look, the Commander's shy~!" Emma nearly sing-songed in a very husky tone. "Rapi must be having so much fun with you-"

"Rapi!" Joe cut the vivacious bombshell off, barging into his second's room with desperation. Get away from it get away from it get away from it get away from it-

Rapi's eyes snapped up to focus on the intruder, wide and shocked. She had been sitting on one of the packable Nikke-grade field stools they were supposed to bring out on operations, in front of an out-of-place mirror set atop one of the inexplicably fancy crates that their Tetra Line rations came in. Her hair was tied up in a long, trailing high ponytail that looked wonderful on her, and was being lightly brushed with exacting precision.

Not by Rapi herself, but by Cinderella, who too stopped to acknowledge Joe's sudden appearance with no small degree of surprise. "Prince?" She started, as she ever did. "Is something wrong-?"

Only for Emma and Vesti to slide into view behind the Commander and take in the sight with wide, even sparkling eyes. It was Emma that spoke up first. "What's this? Rapi! Who's your gorgeous friend?" She inquired as she stepped into the depressingly sparse room, given how Rapi furnished her quarters with the absolute bare minimum—hence the mention of glorified camping equipment.

"E-Emma?" Rapi looked more than a little bushwhacked, glancing past the comparatively towering blonde to spot Vesti quietly ambling in after her partner. "Vesti? What're-"

Attention was stolen, however, by Cinderella—who started preening intensely at Emma's passing compliment, even as she was mid-stroke through brushing Rapi's hair. As the silverette reflexively posed—however minutely—at having her looks acknowledged, Emma stopped and openly leered. Cinderella was back in her perilously tiny summer dress, which was more modest than her battle suit, but only at a glance, considering the very bottom of her posterior peeked out from behind the high-cut bottom hem when she was standing. It was, regardless, more suited for everyday wear.

At any rate, Joe looked between the four gathered women, then blinked as something occurred to him. Rapi had just told him that she was working on her gun, which was nowhere in sight as Cinderella was combing her hair-

"R-Rapi," Vesti started, looking at her former squadmate with wide eyes. "You… you look so… Cool!" She declared, gazed fixed on her old bright red pleather jacket and scarf combined with her ponytail. "You, you've changed how you dress, huh?"

Emma tore her eyes from Cinderella's shockingly exposed bosom to take in Rapi's new outfit, lightly cocking her head as she contemplated the change in attire. "Red suits you, Rapi. You've decided to stop wearing the squad uniform, then?"

Well, she wasn't wearing the beret or jacket, but she was still wearing the rest of it- Ah, sans the necktie as well. She was indeed shifting just a bit more towards outfitting herself as she used to as Red Hood—even using that ponytail she very occasionally wore back then.

Joe wondered how long it was going to be before he found Rapi wearing a cowboy hat and spurred cowboy boots again, given how she liked occasionally repping the American Southwest back then, Arizona girl that she was.

Unaware of the Commander's internal musings, Rapi's eyes widened ever-so-slightly further in response to Emma's inquiry, before averting her gaze with a self-critical expression now painted across her features. "I…" the ruby-eyed blonde halted, seeming to need to steel herself before continuing. "...Yes. I'm staying with Counters. I'm… I'm not coming back to Absolute."

While Vesti did look more than a little heartbroken at that declaration, Emma presented more of an aura of resigned relief. The tall blonde hummed before she replied. "I see. It's good to know, finally." Letting out a deep sigh, she continued. "You should tell Eunwha. She really needs closure."

"Um," Vesti awkwardly started. "Y-yeah…" She nervously agreed with her squadmate.

Rapi's brow fell along with her lips, and she remained silent. That made sense to Joe, given how virulently hostile Eunwha was to Rapi. He wouldn't want to have to interact with her unnecessarily either, frankly.

After a few moments of silence that rapidly grew uncomfortable, it was Cinderella that spoke up next. "Rapi?" She started, shifting her position to lean over the blonde's shoulder. "Are you at odds with your former squadmate?"

Rapi's frown deepened, it took her a few moments to reply. "...I-it's not that. I just…" She trailed off, the room finding itself overtaken by quiet.

Expression growing pensive, Cinderella leaned just a little closer in towards her fellow. "Rapi, were you not estranged from Joe and I for many, many years? If such a divide could not truly sever the bonds we share, surely, that which you'd formed with your new friends can be restored in short order as well?"

While Emma and Vesti's eyes went wide and sharply locked on Joe, the man just smiled faintly at the sight of Cinderella being a good friend. He adored it whenever the girls helped each other like this.

Rapi started to fidget uncomfortably in her seat. "I-I…" She stammered out, deeply warily.

"Rapi," Cinderella continued, her tone taking on a degree of firmness usually not present. "You stop that. You are surrounded by friends. Friends that want what's best for you and only want to see you happy. If Eunwha is your friend, you should be doing everything you can to mend the bond you share."

"Y-yeah!" Vesti piped up, momentarily showing a degree of certainty before she just as quickly shrunk in on herself again.

Emma, meanwhile, lightly stroked Vesti's back in a comforting display before she interjected as well. "She's right, Rapi. And it's not like you'd be talking to Eunwha alone. We'll be there with you, you know. Just like always."

Closing her eyes, Rapi took a deep, bracing breath. For as much as she didn't want to have to deal with such an uncomfortable situation, she was surrounded and overwhelmed. As it was, she was going to be forced to confront Eunwha over everything, and for what? What difference would it make? She'd still left Absolute. She'd still run away and refused to interact with her former squadmates. She'd still been broken by what they'd done together. She'd still lied to them about who she was…

"E-Eunwha said she'd be at the armoury…" Vesti noted in that tiny voice of hers, anxious little bean that she seemed to be.

"Come, Rapi," Emma beckoned the smaller blonde with an encouraging smile. "Eunwha doesn't want to be mad. She just misses our friend and comrade. We're going to be deploying on this next mission together, so it would be best if we're all on the same page with the air cleared between us. Professional as Eunwha prefers to be, she's… More emotional than she'd like to believe, as you're well aware."

Rapi was quiet for several long moments, closing her eyes and taking a long, deep breath. With a pained grimace, she eventually replied. "...This is so sudden…" She noted with some hesitation.

"The operation isn't happening quite right now today," Emma noted with a warm smile. "By the end of today, or even tomorrow morning is all we're asking for. Come with us to talk to Eunwha when you're ready, just, don't take so long that we have to deploy with Eunwha still mad at you."

Letting out a deep breath through her nose, Rapi took a bit to eventually give her answer by way of a single, shallow nod.

The relief on Emma's face was palpable, while Vesti just looked happy to potentially see her trusted comrades become friendly again.

Cinderella hummed in satisfaction, continuing to brush Rapi's hair with exacting precision as the situation seemed to be adequately resolved.

After a few moments of quiet, Emma glanced around the room before settling on her fellow blonde again. "The more things change, the more they stay the same though, huh? You still refuse to spend any of your paycheque on yourself, or a proper chair, or a proper table, or nice decorations, Rapi?"

While Rapi's lips curled down into a little frown at the observation of her… Ascetic living conditions, it was actually Cinderella that spoke up next. "This is fine, my own quarters are much the same way. Such is perfectly acceptable for the time being, seeing as how our current living situation is only temporary until we move into the Commander's Suite with Joe regardless."

It took a few moments for the man in question to actually process what he'd just heard. When he did, his brain froze along with his face, expression locked into a wide-eyed but otherwise blank visage. What did- Did she- Wait a minute, hold on what did she just- 'WE?'

As Cinderella continued to idly brush Rapi's hair, with the strawberry blonde notably sharing Joe's expression, Emma's attention gradually shifted to focus on the man, her smile gradually growing to reach her ears, even as Vesti's face turned cherry red in accordance with her eyes becoming unto dinner plates.

"Co-mman-der~!" Emma started, her voice pitching up several octaves as she cupped her own cheeks in excitement. "I knew it! I knew it from the moment I set eyes on you! An insatiable hunger, a lust for the perfection of womanhood! You could never hide from your own kind, Commander!"

HOLD UP, WAIT A MINUTE MAN- WHAT?

As Joe remained frozen in place, his pupils snapping about as he struggled to process what was happening, Vesti was once more hiding behind her hands while now whistling like a kettle, and Cinderella was looking at Emma out of the corner of her eye, lips pursed as she seemed to be considering something.

Emma, not noticing the twintailed platinumette's attention, focused her own on Rapi. "Is that why we've never heard about these two before now, Rapi? To be 'estranged' from two you're so close to—a lover's spat only recently mended, perhaps?" She asked, clearly high on the entire notion and speaking without thinking first.

Thus, Emma was likely not quite expecting the resulting wave of ice water that washed over the room, how intensely awkward the air between Joe, Rapi, and Cinderella suddenly became as the three's expressions shifted to utter embarrassed horror, as Emma just unknowingly stepped on a landmine, and everyone heard the 'click.'

With the three now averting their gaze from anyone else in the room, it quickly became clear to Emma that she'd just made a mistake, even as Vesti stared up at her in abject horror. With the air now being charged in the worst way, it became very clear to Joe that there was probably a reason Ingrid apparently had to try ordering Emma to reign herself in around others.

"...O-oh, oh shit, I uh," Emma's eyes snapped between Joe, Rapi and Cinderella, a teeth-clenched grimace finding purchase on her face as it registered that yeah, she had just unintentionally jammed her thumb into a sore wound—there was probably a reason Absolute never heard about Joe or Cinderella in the decades they'd been comrades with Rapi, it only just occurred to her.

"H-hey!" Vesti stepped forward, face burning with horror at the situation, yet still, she steeled herself as she valiantly put herself in the midst of the burning room. "Rapi, can we go talk? We- we've really missed you, and it'll help you, um, right, ease into talking to Eunwha later!"

Though Rapi was clearly still mortified by the unintentional reminder of how awful she'd been to Joe back during the days of Goddess, after they'd been such happy lovers for so long no less, it wasn't intentional on Emma's part, and, she had to admit, Rapi did miss her friends. "...O-okay," Rapi started as she stood from her seat. "Cinderella, we can spend more time together later, since you live in the Outpost too, while Absolute-"

"I understand," Cinderella replied, reaching over and lightly pressing on Rapi's shoulder to push her towards Emma and Vesti. "Go on, we'll have all the time in the world once your upcoming mission is over and done with."

Rapi couldn't help but smile appreciatively at her fellow's understanding, and she moved for her black-and-red clad former companions, cutting a distinctive figure that stood apart from her previous appearance, with her hair done up like that and her neon red jacket announcing her presence like a flare in the dark.

Walking past Joe, Rapi looked up at him, their eyes meeting for a moment. Her expression was painfully apologetic, which the man didn't care for in the least, but they could talk about… How their previous relationship had ended later. Cinderella was right, Rapi should take the opportunity to clear the air with Absolute before deploying into a Heretic combat zone with them.

So, he didn't stop her. She stood before her old squadmates for a moment before they started off out the hallway door, Emma and Vesti both hesitating only to shoot Joe apologetic looks of their own, with Emma's being much more guilty than Vesti's for obvious reasons.

After a moment, it was just Joe and Cinderella left in Rapi's depressingly spartan room. The two remained quiet for a time, until the pair's gazes met, and Joe was suddenly hit by the reminder of Cinderella's use of 'we,' in the context of… "'W-we?'" He asked with no small amount of uncertain wariness.

"Hm?" Cinderella vocalized her confusion, tilting her head at the man in a display that was too damned cute.

"E-Ellie…" Joe tugged at the collar of his shirt, pausing to clear his throat. "You said, until 'we' move in with me?"

"Yes?" The blue-eyed beauty replied, brow lightly furrowing. "What are you-?" She paused, stared for a moment, then her eyes widened as awareness hit her. "Oh- Joe, what in all of creation are you confused by? You and Rapi are, and always have been an item. I am no fool, I have always seen the manner in which you two gaze upon each other, both back then, and still now, how you each steal longing glances at the other when the other thinks they aren't looking."

Wait, Rapi was longingly looking at him too-

"In acknowledging you two as an item… My Prince, did you think I sought to usurp Rapi's place at your side all this time?" Cinderella inquired, her expression falling into a very slightly hurt one.

The Commander blinked, lightly cocked his head, and stared as he struggled to process what was being said. She- she didn't mean, there was no way-

His thoughts were interrupted as, being alone and at no risk of being seen doing so, Cinderella took a step towards him, lifting off mid-step to meet his gaze with a stable hover. Now eye-level with the significantly taller man, she reached out with both hands to cup his face, letting out a small sigh with a slightly disappointed tilt to her voice and expression. "You and Rapi belong together. Any and all could and can see it clear as day. Never did I operate under the impression that I would replace her in your heart. No, you two… One would have to be a truly delusional fool to not understand that you are both a package deal. One does not come without the other. And besides…"

She smiled lightly while stroking the man's cheek with her deceptively delicate-seeming finger.

"A bird does not fly with just one wing, my Prince," she lovingly stated with resolute certainty.

…Oh.

Oh.

Now smiling more broadly, Cinderella lightly squeezed Joe's cheeks as she held her position, just staring into his eyes with those big blue sapphires of hers.

It took a few moments, which included Joe clenching his eyes shut as he took a very deep, bracing breath. He did, eventually, manage a reply. "Ellie, I- This needs to be set aside. I don't… I don't want to save Marian, only for her to see—after she spent what she thought were her last moments and words telling me she loved me—how quickly I moved on from her. She… She deserves better than that, when she helped me and was so resolutely a protector even in the short time I was the Commander of Silver Gun."

Though Cinderella's expression fell, it only fell into one of neutrality, which itself quickly became understanding. "That is why you and Rapi haven't truly reignited your torches for each other. Because you cannot bear the thought of hurting Marian after all she's been through."

Emitting a shuddering breath, he replied. "It's as I said: I just don't want her to be released from the Corruption, only to find that I'd moved on, so soon after she passed. That's all. After that, after I've had the chance to talk to her…"

"I understand," Cinderella cut him off, relenting her, however soft, grip on his face. "I've waited a hundred years for you already. A few weeks, or even months longer-?" She stopped, her breath hitched, and she settled a hand over her chest as she closed her eyes. "No, it is not the same. Because you're right here. I can see you. I can touch you. I can feel you… I will not seek to deceive you and say that it will not be torturous, yet, Marian did so much for you in the short time you knew her, that I at least owe her this courtesy."

Opening her eyes again, Joe saw that arresting resolute diamond sparkle once more, as she spoke with certainty.

"However, after that… I would see you soaring like an angel through the Heavens upon wings of promised victory. Just as you once did for me." She allowed her hand to fall by her side once more, still meeting the man's gaze without faltering. "Do we have an understanding?"

Joe, however, did falter. Not because he didn't understand, or because he disagreed, but because he was stunned.

"...Joe?" Cinderella spoke once more to break him from his reprieve.

"-Ah!" He shook his head and slapped himself on the forehead, grimacing at the display. "I-I'm sorry I-" Taking a deep breath, he answered her. "Yes. Understood." Cinderella, at her best, always had that damned tendency to just… Make his heart ache. Why did she have to be so damned pretty?

Nodding lightly in turn, Cinderella let out a small sigh. "Then we shall set this topic aside… For now. Otherwise," she took a shallow breath before continuing. "Is there anything else?"

Pondering the question for a moment, Joe nodded once before noting: "As soon as Snow's back from the Arctic, Andersen said to let him know. He's going to come up to actually reunite with everyone once we're all back in Shangri-La together."

Cinderella's breath hitched again, this time, she looked intensely relieved. "...Okay. Good. I'm glad." Her brow then furrowed in naked frustration. "Stupid old man, making his daughter wait so long…"

Joe snorted at that. "Yeah, he's terrible, isn't he?"

"Just the absolute worst," she declared, pursing her lips in a small display of petulant anger. "...As soon as we're all here together?"

"The very moment," Joe nodded.

"Very well then," Cinderella lowered herself back to the ground, settling her toes then her tall heels on the undecorated floor with preternatural grace. "...You likely have much to do in preparation for your next mission?"

He nodded in affirmation.

"Then I shall leave you to your duties," Cinderella declared as she started out the door herself. "I believe I will collect Rapunzel, and we will go visit the church being built here. It has been so long since we've set eyes on one which wasn't in ruins… Such will doubtlessly lift each of our spirits." Stopping at the door, she turned around to look over her shoulder, presenting the Commander with a broad, loving smile. "I will wait diligently, my Prince."

With that, she took her leave. Joe, in turn, grasped his heart with nobody around to see it, before registering that, while Rapi didn't exactly seem to really consider this room hers so much as just the place where she slept… It would be weird for him to just stand around in her room alone.

Regardless, though he did so with affection, the man did ponder as he departed from the officer's suites himself, how these two Goddesses were just as liable to be the death of him as they could be his salvation. They were so much more than mere women, while he was only human, after all.
 
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