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Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

Her escort swatted the back of her head Don't be smart. you are Private Atsume Natoko now introduce yourself and stop screwing around. She wouldn't be getting off easy for one second because she was new. Now be a good girl won't you? She grinned and then sat on her bonk. She set one knee over the other and watched the girl. So, who are you, where are you from? Don't worry, we won't bight, unless you ask. ------------------- I don't like they way you're talking Ma'am. You know how much trouble you'll get in if you take those tanks out against orders, besides, we only have a half dozen of them and if they go off without protection they'll be destroyed. Besides, how do you know the rest of the tanks, or even your own crew will follow you. Why don't you just ride with the Japanese tanks. You'll still get into the fight that way. We still get to have fun afterwards. She grinned and stopped next to their tent. Something on your mind? Said a woman. Kino, her tanks driver. The woman was busty, not to tall, solidly built but not heavy, her body had little fat, besides what was on her chest. She kept her hair up in a bun. She sat down next to Zamu and offered her a drink from her bottle of sake ------------------- Orders for tomorrow Major, they were just delivered. Said your secretary, a young, dark haired girl of only eighteen, this was her first campaign. as she came in and laid the orders on your desk in your tent. According to them tomorrow you would be taking your regiment, accompanied by a regiment of infantry, on a frontal assault against the defenses of Vladivostok. You would have air cover provided by the navy, but it was expected to be a tough battle. Anything else you require ma'am? Shall I distribute these to the rest of the companies officers?
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

what Im saying is put me in somewhere then, I feel like doing something and not being damn bored. Screw their orders and send the tigers then but I was thinking of doing a two front attack and it would be easier anyway since they have the majority of everything and were sneaking behind the attacking force and hitting the other side of the defending force..so fighting by them without them knowing...jeez you assume Im that reckless to send them off like that... you know its not new that I always seem edgy with stuff like this... looking over as she pulled her shirt down a bit and stretched. these things are strong but their more dangerous for us then the enemy...it takes just one or two rockets to screw us up...I dont know why Im always scaring myself like that, but screw it... the girl sighed and took the cup, looking around for a bit as she calmed down a bit with the drink but wondering for everyone else.
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

I am Private Atsume Natoko. I am Private Atsume Natoko. I am Private Atsume Natoko. Natoko was a little upset, the others were not very nice here. Natoko was afraid of getting punished again as she was not good at following orders. Natoko tried her best to follow instructions and felt tired at the end of the day. To relax, she sharperned her daggers and made spikes.
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

Maybe they have something else planned and they just didn't mention it. The planners are usually very smart, and the navy must be doing something with all those ships out there. She gestured towards the coast. Besides, it will be hard to sneak around Vladivostok. The only side not fortified is probably the side facing the ocean. She chuckled. I'm pretty sure tanks can't swim. She hoped out of the vehicle and started stripping off her uniform as she ducked under the flap into the tent. She shrugged and took a swig from the bottle. Well, no telling what will happen until tomorrow. But I figure they must be pretty scared, and no matter what happens they only have what's in that city. We have an army behind us. She bragged. Just think about all the fun we'll have once they surrender and we get inside the city. She grinned wickedly. ------------------------------- Where did you get those? A girl not much older thank her asked and sat down next to her on her bunk.
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

Natoko looked at the girl and said, I craft those. With tools, I can make them for my own use. Natoko said. They have to fit your hand and your grip to be useful and you can stab with maximum force without hurting yourself. By the way, when are we going to the front line for some action? Natoko got up and did a few back flips and cartwheels. I need some action!
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

I dont even care now... she sighed crossing her and getting out as she could very much care less what happened to them now. For now then she would mostly be lazy self and just relax and sit around than focus on anything in particular at all as she decided to not follow the ther in the tent and just stand and think for a bit. that really doesnt mean we'll win easily, they already have most of the advantages... putting a hand on her cheek as she leaned her head to the side a bit. w-what are you talking about?! Suddenly getting all embarrassed hearing that as she had a small blush on her cheeks for the moment.
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

Her driver eventually came back out, scrubbing her teeth and naked from the waist up accept for a conveniently draped towel. Something wrong, you seem a bit upset. Don't worry you'll still get to see battle. Besides, we don't have enough tanks to be useful anyway, there mostly just there to give the Japanese something to look forward too. She grinned. You know, some nice strong Russian guys or some very pretty Russian girls for you to have fun with. once we get in there I'm sure they will be falling all over us. Just like they did in China... Come on, don't tell me you wouldn't enjoy a little comfort stolen from the communists. ----------------- Calm down, we don't go in until tomorrow. Until then just calm down and get some rest and look forward to getting some good drinks inside Vladivostok. All paid for by Stalin himself. The girl's face wrinkled and she bent in to sniff at Natoko. Ehh, when was the last time you had a bath?
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

Natoko's eyes narrowed as she was sniffed. Going tomorrow? Natoko muttered. Weather not so hot, and in the jungle, you need to blend in. If you shower less, your body gets into self cleansing mode... But drinks sound good. Natoko took out her mill stone and started sharpening her blades, she may get to use them soon.
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

but thats everyone is scared of the tigers, how do you not get that. Anyone here could care less the number of tanks we have as long as weve won and thats what happens. One tiger two months ago, intercepted a British supply line of twenty supply trucks and twenty Shermans. That ONE tank did all that. There are other ways to be strong beside lots of numbers or better guns...its called position and strategy...I bet if they are smart then our allies will have quite a bit to deal with before taking the town in just a few days... She sighed, I dont really care about being called a hero or anything...I mean I dont even feel like a hero when Im doing an invasion or just defending....and what really really makes you think Im into that stuff as much as even you...I mean maybe going home when I can and traveling.... giving a shrug not really knowing what to think or do right now as she stretched with a yawn.
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

She sighed and just shrugged her shoulders. I don't know lieutenant, but it's not our call. Are you sure you didn't just get distracted or something and miss part of it? I mean all those ships we saw sail by must be here for something She reached out a hand and patted her on the arm and then dissipated back into the tent. She shrugged Suit yourself, I know I will I suit myself to a drink a good meal. and a nice blond Russian girl. She laughed to herself and then stood up. See you tomorrow commander. ------------------------- The women in the tent with her laughed. Have you looked outside, we're in Russia not Burma. There's no jungle, so go take a shower before we hose you off. then you can have a drink. Tsuko, take her and get her cleaned up. A woman who was as small as a child stoop up and told her to follow before leading her to the showering area, which was a place where you stripped down and got a bucket of hot water and some soap to wash with.
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

Natoko was still a little confused. She went to the bath to get cleaned up. She rubbed the soap on her body and loved the bubbles as she rubbed the soap on her soft skin. There was a lot of scars on her body, many were from fights and training. Natoko wiped herself dry with a soft towel, she felt clean and refreshed, and ready to go.
Thread: Special Female Attack Corps (WWII alternate history RP)

She just sighed and crossed her arms, turning to go for her own room wondering what to even do now then. The girl was mostly a bit annoyed that nothing really needed much attention for now as she was waiting or something to happen so she wouldnt be so bored. jeez...who do they think I am anyway... jeez I kind of hate that... seeing how happy she was and easy to know that everything would go fine anyway. people arent more damn cautious or anything... zamu sighed looking down up and thinking.
Thread: Hero Business [Defenders -- Sigr & Virginia]

He wanted a case, he needed a case, anything to keep him from thinking or returning to the streets one night more. And yet his first impulse was to say no. Not knowing Malcolm he wasn't as sure as Jessica that he wasn't using, after all he had been before and even if Matt didn't do anything beyond alcohol he knew what being addicted to something felt like. Maybe the recent events had caused him to fall into old habits as Matt himself did, but he would have no way of knowing without talking to him. That meant spending more time with Jessica, something he had mixed feelings about. Of all the bunch, she was the one Matt liked most, despite her abrasive personality. Luke was too righteous, and he tended to come across with a holier than thou attitude that Matt felt uncomfortable with, if only due to being a reminder of himself. Danny was a hotheaded brat, and even if he could be easygoing when things were just fine, things were never fine, so it was a side that he rarely showed to Matt. His connection to the Hand didn't help either. So in the end, even if it was a bit by default, Jessica was more palatable. Matt stepped closer to her, taking a small sip of her flask before returning it to her. I don't keep booze around he croaked, familiar with the burn of the cheap stuff she carried. He respected that she worked as a private investigator, and a good one to boot. During those days they teamed up and she was quite amazing, not to mention that she had discovered his secret like it was nothing, something that made discomfort mixed with admiration. How many secrets of different people was she privy to while keeping hers close to the heart. You say he's clean, you say he wasn't carrying. Are you sure? he asked. Jessica was as tall as him, so they were face to face, or would be if Matt's head wasn't slightly tilted as usual. She sounded pretty sure when she said it, but he wasn't exactly paying as much attention as he was at the moment. The closest ones to us are the ones we are usually blind to he added, trying to soften the question, but he had probably rattled her already. I could use a shave, but that can wait Matt commented, touching his own face. He wasn't court ready, but there would be no court that day, just going to the police station where they had him and run some questions. He couldn't help but feel that a conspiracy of sorts was acting, that someone was after Jessica and perhaps the rest of them... but maybe now he felt like there were enemies in every corner, in each shadow. Maybe Malcolm had just started using again. People did that all the time, right? Weak people. Lets go and figure out what happened he said, trying to sound helpful but unable to start judging already. The habit troubled him, even if his education, his instincts and his abilities made him a good lawyer, he was also aware that only judges or God were up to the task. The closer he stepped to the role of jury and executioner, the more and more true Frank Castle's words rung. Perhaps they weren't so different after all.
Thread: Hero Business [Defenders -- Sigr & Virginia]

Matt knew that Jessica wasn't lying, someone did really made a number on Malcolm to get to her, or at least so she believed. That didn't really mean anything, but since she was rattled and could punch his head off his shoulders it was better to not pressure on. Not that she actually would hit him, that much he knew, but if she had come to him for help she was already making an effort as far as Matt knew her, so it was better not to punish her for caring. There was a sheen of dishonesty there somewhere, she wasn't telling the whole truth there somewhere. Was it the part about the explanations? Or that thinly veiled promise of violent retribution when she finds out who did it? It was hard to pin it. Matt sort of believed Jessica roughing someone up, he could understand the need of it, but he hoped that she was better restraining herself than he was, or with such power it could get beyond what Matt would just ignore. Well, we'll know once I meet my client Matt just stated. It's probably some bad apple in the department I guess he added, not wanting to go very far with the guesswork as having a preconceived notion would only cloud his judgment. Matt grabbed his walking cane and put the crimson sunglasses on when Jessica finally pocketed the flask. Police are never fond of defense attorneys, so I'd set us on par Matt shrugged. I know you would, but lets try to keep it civil he couldn't help but smile briefly to the idea of Jessica carrying him on her shoulder like a sack of potatoes and dropping him on the precinct. Yeah, that would be quite the entrance. The smirk didn't last long, perhaps short enough for Jessica not noticing it, so he followed her diligently. There is something you can do in a hurry though Matt voiced, folding his white cane back into the jacket pocket. Instead of tucking me under your arm, how about you hold and guide me? he offered, standing next to her and presenting his right arm for her to hook into. We will go faster that way and I can still pretend I don't want to get disbarred over being some kind of costumed vigilante he added, following her dry joke with another of his own. It will be also easier to get a cab added. Matt could almost feel her fuming, hearing the heightened rate of her beating heart. Perhaps the part about exerting violent revenge upon the one that had snared Malcolm wasn't a lie, not if she was in that state. He knew all too well what was to be moved by that fury, and even if one wanted to disguise their choices, their mistakes on that state of mind, the truth was that the responsibility didn't magically vanish because someone was angry. It will be fine, I'm the second best lawyer in the city he tried to joke, aware of the extra edge his abilities gave him to stand over most of those practitioners of the law. And I've seen you in action. We'll get to the bottom of this Matt finished, before taking a cab to the precinct. For a moment he wanted to add a 'don't worry' to his sentence, but that would probably only rile her up, and that was far from what he wanted.
Thread: Hero Business [Defenders -- Sigr & Virginia]

Matt could feel how Jessica didn't entirely believe in the system, even if the end result of many of her cases would probably lead to either in divorce or arrest. He was part of the system as well, but with his other half as a vigilante he well knew that any lukewarm defense of the system he could do would come as hypocritical. He tried not to smirk when Jessica agreed to walk with him despite threatening Matt with carrying his body around and making sure he knew she was rolling her eyes, but there was only so much he could take without wanting to partake on Jessica's verbal back and forth. If the smell is too much I'll borrow your scarf again, this time for the lower half of my face he commented, Matt's poor attempt of a joke since he had taken her scarf once to hide his identity. Her smell of booze, sweat and the cheap deodorant she used had a charm of its own, and was way better than any of the smells a New York cab could have. It didn't take her long to send another verbal jab on his direction, although he had been deserving it for leaving the door open with the 'second best' nonsense. The cab ride was as awkward as it could possibly be, with Jessica sitting as far away from Matt as she could on that, to be honest, strangely humid smelling cab and being silent the whole time. The next time she opened her mouth they already were by the precinct and it was once again to whine about something. Don't use His name in vain Matt chastised seriously when she started to grumble. If she took it to heart or just ignored his sanctimonious request Matt didn't know, as Jessica was more worried about getting to see Malcolm than anything else. I'll make it happen Matt assured, letting Jessica meet Malcolm would be easy enough, but what worried him was if it would be a good idea. At least that should make Matt appear as a friend and make Malcolm prone to trust him, but if Jessica did something impulsive the three of them could be into trouble. I don't know if us meeting for the first time while you were cuffed to a table weird Matt noted, as it was how he was assigned to her case thanks to Foggy and Hogarth. But weird doesn't have to mean bad, your fault or not he added, resuming his hooking of her arm, so Jessica could help him in and could save some time and the familiar rhythm of the cane tapping around. What's Malcolm's full name? he asked, as they approached the precinct entrance.
Thread: Hero Business [Defenders -- Sigr & Virginia]

When she worked for the law it was finding things for defense attorneys or delivering subpoenas. Not everyone was probably innocent, but a lot got off anyway because they could afford. Between her own issues and the fact that she got paid to find bad things about people, it was probably no wonder she was a negative person. Not that Jessica really bothered to do that sort of internal thought. She knew it, she just chose not focus on it because it wasn't going to get anywhere useful. You look better when I can't see your whole face anyway. There wasn't any venom in it, not really. But if he was gonna make a comment on her scarf, she was gonna take a swing at his face. Didn't mean it, and she expected him to know that. She didn't say anything about his chastising, but Jessica made note of it. One word or two, she bet 'God' was out as an expression of annoyance too wasn't that hard to cut out of her vocabulary while around Matt. It would be a little bit of an annoyance, but just because she didn't like to edit herself. She hated doing it for anyone else's sake, anyway. If it had been any other person there was the chance the detective would have told him to shove it, or completely ignored what he said. But Matt was doing her a favor, she could be... not a complete asshole to him. Thanks. She said the word like it had to be ripped out of her body. She trusted that he would, because... well, Jessica didn't really know how great of a lawyer he was, but if someone from Hogarth's office had designated him to defend her in court, he had to be good. Her lips quirked up slightly, not quite smiling but almost. After that there was a guy who said he punched a dragon and a building blew up. She avoided mentioning his part in that because Matt was protecting his dual identity fiercely. That meant not talking about Daredevil related things unless he was in the costume, at least for now. And also you're not exactly normal, he was Daredevil was what she meant, though it could have just as easily meant the whole blind lawyer thing, so that counts. Two people with super human abilities didn't just stumble into each other in daily life. Okay no, that was a lie. This was the second time it had happened to her, so maybe it was actually super common. Weird has never ended in me getting a thousand dollars and a cookie. Matt himself wasn't bad, but the overall experience they'd shared hadn't been... great. Nice to have people watching her back, but they were a bunch of misfits. Danny might be straight up nuts. When he hooked his arm around hers, she bent it slightly to make it a little bit easier and so it wasn't just her ignoring his gesture entirely. Malcolm Ducasse. Her mind was already on to bail money. It wasn't going to be cheap. Probably not too expensive, but more than she'd like. Maybe she should take some of the shittier cases and start saving a little bit more. Just thinking about it felt a little bit like a betrayal to who she was as a person, but Jessica also didn't want to have to rely on Trish for money in an emergency. university has started again, so I'm gonna slow a little, sorry
Thread: Hero Business [Defenders -- Sigr & Virginia]

I can't do anything about the money as I'm pretty tight with it myself Matt said, feeling a little bit lighter after Jessica thanked him. That couldn't have been easy for her, although presuming to really know her after just a bunch of hectic days would be saying too much. But if our visit to the precinct goes well I'll get a cookie for you he added. Perhaps it was a tad too goofy, but having Jessica calm down a bit would be nice if they didn't want even more trouble. Taking a deep breath, Matt walked into the building guided by Jessica and his senses, although he had been around a few times already and he knew the place well enough. I'm here to see my client, Malcolm Ducasse he said to the policeman at the front desk, firm and serious without being hostile, cops didn't answer well to confrontation. I'm his lawyer, Matthew Murdock, and she's my assistant, Jessica Jones he introduced them both, although small changes on the man's breathing made him think that he had recognized both of them. Matt hoped that Jessica was able to play along, even if she wanted to chew him later about calling her an assistant. I know who you are, both of you he said. You may pass, but she can't go in he said, the voice sounding affected, trying to project authority. It seemed to be more of a disdain or trouble with Jessica than anything related to the case, but even if Matt didn't knew the reason, it didn't feel that it was directly connected to the case. If you know me, you are aware of my condition Matt said. Condition that allows and almost requires that I have some sort of help he continued, leaning over the desk and making an stapler fall to the ground. Sorry he said, pausing for a moment. What I mean is that without my assistant to guide me I could harm myself and that would be terrible Matt continued. I also need her to take notes and visual confirmation of any injuries or anything my client may have suffered, as he has right to it. Burdening him with my own shortcomings is nowhere near fair, there is no justice there he finished, feeling the man waver and not wanting to push him further. Fine, fine, fine the cop sounded more tired than anything else. You two may see him, I'd point you the way but I'm sure your assistant knows it plenty he added, dismissing them with a wave of his hand. Nodding in appreciation, Matt awaited for Jessica to guide him to the cells in the back. He wanted to talk to Malcolm and get his recollection of what happened, sizing him to see if he was honest. There is no hurry whatsoever, real life comes first. Take your time, we aren't on a schedule here