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“Ayanami here....what in the world is going on?”

"Oh, nothing much."

Revenge had changed to her Royal Navy attire.

"Some PMCs, other ships and talking tanks."

“....This is starting to sound like Laffey being drunk.”

"...You aren't drunk. My existence should prove that."

"I've only ever been that drunk once, and that was years ago."

“Sleepy.....” She fell asleep on the spot, an empty bottle of wine falling from her hands.

“I....said Laffey being drunk.”

"Oh, there's almost no difference between you two. Maybe because I can't see that well..."

"Me too, kid."

Sturmtiger simply sat in silence, observing the scene patiently, trying to deduce what was going on, as he had taken an extended nap.

The IV rolled next to the Sturmtiger. "Hello, distant cousin. What happened to your tracks?"

Fragile teleports in, looking somewhat unsteady on her feet for a moment before regaining her composure. "Ugh, it's getting worse."

“Sentient tanks are here, too!? This must be one of HER fever dreams~”
> We know Asami tends to have weird dreams…it’s just this girl is the only one who outs them.

"Reality is crazier than dreams. Where I'm from, the mountains are stalked by oily ghost zombies and a terrorist forced me to run naked through rain that made my body age rapidly. He covered my face though, left that much intact."

“That…has got to suck. I guess even in other worlds, there are people who act like THAT. It’s actually disturbing to hear that…”

"And who exactly is SHE? Is this she an enemy or a friend to the king and country of Sweden?"

Sturmtiger said to the Oarai IV, "I got an upgrade! Legs let me traverse more difficult terrain, jump, climb, and move faster overall!"

"I, ehm, see. I wish I could see actual combat again. Now I'm used for sport. For high schools on ships! Can you believe the concept?"

"that...is extremely retarded"

"Who the CENSORED puts a tank on a ship?"