Tango Like You Mean It

Part Seven of Battle Scar Soldiers.
==One==
-March 3, 2025-
Coyote sighs as he listens to the outcome of his recommendation and his processor glides into the memory of how he became Coyote Tango Sevier-Pentecost in the eyes of the law.
==Two==
Please see "Cover". 
==Three==
Please see "Savings".
==Four==
Coyote gets an email two days later. It reads simply and he appreciates the warm approach.
To: BAMFCoyoteTango@gmail.com
From: HealerReiki@yahoo.com
Subject: Gaming Tournament
Let me start off by saying that this was your Mom's idea. She said you were good with tech so I figured that with your interest in games, you might wanna get a little money on the side and enjoy what you're doing. My fantasy guild is one short for the tournament; we need to win it to go see the Jaeger Coyote Tango relaunch. You've probably already seen her a ton of times but to get up close... Big dream of mine and the guild. Hopefully you're in?
Sincerely,
RN Hideki Tora
Coyote did the coding equivalent of a grin as he typed out a quick reply.
To: HealerRieki@yahoo.com
From: BAMFCoyoteTango@gmail.com
RE: Gaming Tournament
Thanks for indulging my Mom. She's a force of nature when she wants to be, man. She told me about your guild. I gotta say
that this game is wicked. I'll get back to you when my Drow Mage-archer is up to your guild's par, okay?
Coyote Sevier-Pentecost
P.S. Just Coyote is fine. :)
They correspond until Coyote's Drow is way, way up and he can join the guild under Hideki's invitation.
GM: Hey new guy.
CT: Yeah?
GM: That Drow is seriously leveled up. What'd you do?
CT: Mini-quests and the stuff that everyone else says is grinding. I have a ton of time on my hands. HR said not to worry.
HR: Guys, chill. That tournament's in four days. Let's just level up some more and cross our fingers that we beat the top guild out.
GM: It's all cool. Just complimenting the newbie on his/her skills.
CT: Thanks. I like this guild.
GM/HR: Glad to hear it, CT.
The day of the tournament is a flurry of messages sent back and forth. Coyote had made sure that the rules didn't require physical representation and found, with relief, that Shatterdome kids had a separate rulebook.
GM: Where's CT?
CT: Shatterdome kids have a different rulebook cause we can't travel without a parent and mine's the Marshal. Sorry if you were looking for me.
GM: Didn't know we were playing with a 'dome kid. Sweet.
HR: I did. It's why I set up CT's station for wi-fi.
GM: Oh. Awesome. See you at the tournament!
==Five==
Coyote's guild won that tournament plus the three after it before Brawler and Romeo woke up. He introduced them to the
guild, not expecting a welcome at all.
CT: Hey, I have a couple of friends that play too.
HR: The Dwarf Beserker and the Paladin you've been hanging out with are 'dome kids too?
CT: Yup.
GM: I would expect you guys to have less time, what with all the alerts and stuff.
CT: Distance learning-tutors. They're contracted by the PPDC. *shrugs* I mean, it's basically four hours and then we're left to our own devices after homework. The pilots are pretty cool though.
GM/HR: You know the PILOTS?!
CT: My Dad was one before he became the Marshal. All of 'em are awesome. They hang out with us when they aren't busy.
He stops typing and has to giggle himself into a knot of coding until he has to untangle himself. Brawler and Romeo are practically vibrating in their coding with the amount of contained laughter.
CT: You guys want autographs?
GM/HR: ... Yes. Yes we would.
He laughs but sends messages to Brawler and Romeo's pilots with the request.
CT: So, who are they for?
GM: For my Mom. She's a huge fan of Romeo Blue's pilots.
HR: For my little brother. He's in love with the pilots.
CT: Something I'm familiar with; Mom used to get pestered a lot for autographs. Dad too.
GM: Oh my... You mean Marshal Pentecost is... Wow.
CT: So, umm, back on topic? Are they in?
GM: I'm gonna say this nicely but it's not going to sound like it. Create your own guild. You can stay with us until you've gotten a good amount of players.
CT: Can I get advice before I leave this one after getting my own together?
HR: Sorry, GM, but if CT goes, I go. I promised his Mom ages ago.
GM: Well, damn. Guess I lose two players for the price of one. You're gonna rock this, kid. Hope I don't end up running across you any time soon. I'll PM you the tips and tricks. It's been nice knowin' ya. -GM Howitzer
HR/CT: Thanks.
==Six==
Coyote invests in prosthetics companies and re-location efforts, often as an anonymous source. Brawler and Romeo take to the remaining tech companies and boost them via social media as to slowly garner interest. They're careful about not revealing themselves but their human covers hold under background checks. He taps into Dad's tablet and sends him an email in regards to a new company that he's been funding.
Jaeger Storage Facility; Location Unknown; Nov 3, 2019 @ 10:25 Australian EST
To: H. Gottlieb, Head Science Officer, Sydney Shatterdome
From: BAMFCoyoteTango@gmail.com
Hey Dad.
I've been investing in this company that comes from Tokyo for a while called Reunion. Do you have any information on it? There's a volunteer who has your last name but I don't want to assume.
Speaking of assumptions, Tam's in remission. The doctors haven't seen any sign of her cancer returning but they want to keep her on Hawaii for observation. She says it's nice there and even sent Stacker some Polaroid pictures for his office.
We think Cherno might be next to wake up. Typhoon said that she's feeling something like us and Striker agreed. Zher said you've been getting trouble from the pilots after the attack. Do you want us to do anything? I know Striker's gonna miss your cuddle time together.
Love,
Coyote
P.S. Everyone sends their love.
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