Girls und Panzer: Lafayette Girls Academy Quest 2: #22

> “No thanks.”

“No thanks, I got work to do. I’m not going to shirk it,” you say.

“Awww, Ellie the workaholic!” Winona pats your cheek, smiling cutely at you. You slap her hand away, not amused in the slightest. “Well, you know where to find me once your shift is up!” And with that, Winona leaves.

Ingrid blinks, looking over as she puts on her glasses. “What exactly do you do anyway?”

“Yeah,” says Stack. “You’re a Logistics Major right?” You nod. “Do you like… do paperwork all day?”

“I’m sure it’s not like that,” you say.

-

-

You and Denise, led by Lieutenant McLean, step into your new personal office. It’s definitely cozy that’s for sure. The paint on the walls was peeling away, showing off the stark metal underneath. The two desks (one for the officer and one for the secretary) were nearly on top of each other. Denise’s desk would be right next to the door while yours was right next to the big open window.

You took a walk over, and immediately the fresh scent of salt water and sound of ships docking, welding, trucks going and reversing, was the first to assault you. Looking down now you see that your office actually overlooks one of the main Supply Docks of LGA.

That noise is probably going to get annoying.

Still, other than that, quite a bit of dust was settled over everything. The file cabinets looked like they were older than you are that’s for sure. And these computers were…

You blink. They’re Macs, but from the era where Macs were boxy.

Lieutenant McLean smiles at you. “What do you think?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

>> Polite

>> Polite

> Polite
That office certainly has character. That's for sure.

>> Polite

>Polite
"I think we need to ask IT for a computer lifecycle update."

> Polite

“Well, honestly speaking, it has a lot of character to it, that’s for sure.”

Lieutenant McLean smirks a bit. “I know it’s a bit of a fixer upper, but try and hold on for me, alright, beau? It’ll be nice to have someone as productive as you for a coworker.” That puts a smile on your face, that’s for sure. “If you need me, I’m next door, alright?”

“Okay,” you nod at that. “What’s the job for today?”

“Whatever comes in through that door,” she says. And with that, McLean salutes you and leaves your office.

Wow, your own office. You brush some dust off of your leather chair and plop down in it. You look over to see that Denise has done the same at her desk. She quickly grins and waves at you. You wave back. At least she’s optimistic.

You sigh. Then cough. Oh God, there’s shitloads of dust in here, Jesus Christ.

> Clean the Office
> Wait for your first assignment, can’t be caught with your pants down
> Other

>Clean the Office
It's busywork, but I think it would be nice to not be wearing a film upon entry every day. That and we don't know when our first assignment will be.

I wanna catch up, is there an archive anywhere like last time?

>> Clean the Office
Just be ready to respond if we get something.

I keep forgetting to put it up. Here you go, user.

suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=GuP:LGA2 Quest

>Clean the Office
Call IT about using your office as antique storage.

> Clean the Office
We definitely won't get into a lewd situation here.

...

>Clean the Office

>boxy Macs
I never had a Mac, but do remember the Windows 98 era when I became Master Race. Do Macs from that time also do the HD three tone sound on startup?

You tell me.

youtube.com/watch?v=PMkHDwNOQPU

Nah, m8, those are the OS startup sounds. I mean the hardware startup sounds.

You know, the beep, boops, hard drive roaring to life and the CPU fan (if any) spinning with the scream of a thousand demons, etc.

> Clean the Office

-

-

After finding a pair of masks, some gloves, and some cleaning implements, you and Denise got to work quickly cleaning the office. Ugh, you have never ever EVER been in a room that’s got so much dust and grime in it. Even back home, Mom always made it a point to you to keep things clean! What does this say about you as an Officer if you’re given an Office that isn’t even clean!?

You cough. Oh fuck, dust! More dust clears as you wave it away from your face. “How are you holding up, Denise?”

“I’m fine!” she says as she sprays the window with soap. She starts wiping it down.

You grumble a little. They couldn’t have given you an office that was clean?

There’s a knock at the door. “Door’s open!” you call. The door opens. “Listen, we’re in the middle of cleaning so-“ You drop everything and salute. “Denise!” Denise turns around to see Block Officer Hatteberg standing in the doorway. She salutes as well. “Ma’am! Er-“

Hatteberg clears some dust clouds with a wave of her hand, then points to your desk. A Naval Studies student comes in, then drops a huge stack of paperwork on it. You take a look at the first page. “Export Clearance Records.” She also points to your file cabinet.

Oh, she wants to you to sort these things.

She grunts, then shuts the door.

“How many pages?” you ask.

Denise blinks. “About two hundred. Did you want me to do this for you?”

> “Please do, I’ll keep cleaning.”
> “That’s my work, you clean.”
> “Let’s finish cleaning, then we’ll do it.”
> Other

Hearing old computers boot up is such an oddly relaxing din. I never thought I'd come to miss it.

>> “That’s my work, you clean.”

DIvide and conquer!

>> “That’s my work, you clean.”

> “Let’s finish cleaning, then we’ll do it.”

> “That’s my work, you clean.”
I'm sure there will be more work to be done as the day wears on.

Sounds like a B-list porno. All we need is a hot secretary to bend us over and find us in the alps.

>“That’s my work, you clean.”

>a hot secretary
Guess what Denise is.

> “That’s my work, you clean.”

“I’ll do it.” You sit down at your desk. “Keep cleaning.” She nods, hurrying to squeegee the window down so she can help you out.

It’s fine, it’s only… two hundred pages to sort and file through.

-

-

> ONE HUNDRED NINETY NINE PAGES LATER “I’ll put out a report.”
> “Denise, go find that dog.”
> “Sure we can. I’ll look for your dog personally.”
> Other

> “I’ll put out a report.”

> “Sure we can. I’ll look for your dog personally.”
Elodie bully

>“Sure we can. I’ll look for your dog personally.”
Nothing like some movement to shake away filing 199 pages.

>“I’ll put out a report.”

here's a better version of the loading gif
> “Sure we can. I’ll look for your dog personally.”
Denise can take care of any work that walks in while we're out, hopefully

> Sure we can...
Time to lead from the front.

pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=56981775
have some saori meanwhile, a true lady

>quest 2 #22
So where would I start if I want to read this?

suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Girls Und Panzer: LGA Quest

Do I have to read over a hundred of these or can I just start at quest #2?

You can start at Quest #2, this is mostly standalone from the first one.

Why wouldn't you want to read fun things though

But miss out on Gertrude becoming the awesome playgirl introduced in this quest.

I want to get around to live participation. I can read the first one as a prequel.

> “Sure we can. I’ll look for your dog personally.”

“Sure we can,” you say. You stand up and point to Denise. “Denise, put out a missing animal report uh…” You point back to the girl. “What’s your dog look like?’

“He’s a corgi, answers to Skidmark,” she says. You blink. Skidmark? “I found him when he was a little pup that was about to run over by a truck.” Oh, yeah, that’s a relevant name you guess. You check your watch. Yeah, you could probably do this over your lunch break.

“Denise, I’m gonna head out with this girl and help her find the dog, are you okay to handle any work that comes in?”

She salutes you, smiling. “Willing and able!”

“Great!” You snap your finger, smiling at her. “Catch you later.”

And with that, you leave your little office and go off dog hunting.

-

-

The girl has brought you to an absolutely grueling hot day. Jesus fuck, summer is out in full force that’s for sure. You shade your eyes, squinting as the two of you search the last place the dog was seen at, the park. “He was right here, and I just…” She scratches her chin, grimacing. “Where could he have gone?”

“Maybe someone took him to the animal shelter?” you ask.

“I checked there already,” she mopes. “Mmm…”

“Hey, Ellie!” Looking over, you see a huge batch of dogs of all types of breeds being walked by LGA’s ardent treasure hunter, Kathy Wheeler. “Saw your performance this weekend, you were great!”

“Thanks,” you say. “Walking your dogs?” They all look up at you, panting happily. Aw, that just melts your heart.

“Yeah!” Kathy smiles. “Gotta give the little boys a bit of-“

“Hey!” The girl points to a corgi in the mix. “That’s my dog!”

[1/2]

[2/2]

…

You blink. Kathy tilts her head back, puffing her cheeks out and pressing her lips tight. “… no it isn’t,” says Kathy.

“Yeah it is!” says the girl. “Skidmark!” The corgi barks, tugging on his leash towards the girl. “Aw, what did this mean girl do to you!” The girl kneels down, pouting at Kathy.

“Hey, I didn’t do anything!” says Kathy. “He got off his leash and I saw that he was all alone wandering around all confused and I… decided to adopt him.” The two of you stare at her. “… look, when I see a dog in need I offer shelter! I love dogs!” Now you’re wondering if all of the dogs in her care are even hers.

“Give her back the dog,” you order. Kathy groans, letting Skidmark off his leash and back into the girl’s arms.

“Thank you!” she says. She reaches into her purse. “Lemme get you a reward.”

> “No reward is necessary.”
> “Oh, thank you.”
> Other

> “No reward is necessary.”
How about a kiss on the cheek?

...

>> “No reward is necessary.”
The pleasure of good service is all Elodie needs!

It's just the cheek GS!

> “No reward is necessary.”

> “No reward is necessary.”
In before its given to us anyways...

>> “No reward is necessary.”

>> “No reward is necessary.”

You know you want to, Schteel. Admit it.

>“No reward is necessary.”

> “No reward is necessary.”

“No reward is necessary,” you declare.

“Aw…” The girl immediately pecks you on the cheek then. OI WHAT THE FUCK- “You’re such a sweetheart, Lieutenant! Later!” She immediately picks up her dog and leaves, leaving you with Kathy.

Kathy sidles up to you, along with her dogs as well. “Oooooooh, you are so red right now!”

“Shut up!” you say. You wipe it off of your cheek. “No don’t go stealing people’s dogs, okay?”

“No promises,” says Kathy. You glare at her, folding your arms. “What? I’m just saying, sometimes people just leave their dogs around and never come back for them, where else are they gonna go!?” Ugh.

-

-

You arrive back at the Office. “Denise, I’m back. I settled the thing with the dog and-“ You find Denise staring up at the ceiling, her eyes glazed over. “… are you okay?”

“Hatteberg came back with another stack of paperwork,” she says. She points to the filing cabinet. “I filed it all away, it’s all done.” You blink. Oh. That must have been terrible, Denise. “She told to tell you that there’s going to be more work this coming weekend because they’re expecting a really big guest coming.”

“Who?” you ask.

“William Griffiths of Griffiths Industries.” Hm, Griffiths. Is that Winona’s father? “He’s coming around soon to open up a Tank racing center probably tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.” Ooooh, tank racing! “… I’m so tired.”

You check your watch. It’s actually about quitting time.

> Finish up cleaning and sorting out the Office.
> Go and walk around LGA
> Embark on a Subquest (Which?)
> Call Someone to Hang Out (Who?)
> Other

>Go and walk around LGA
She deserves a break.

> Go and walk around LGA
I can go with a break.

>> Go and walk around LGA

>> Embark on a Subquest (“If Adventure has a name…”)

We need to find more tanks and crew, this can help us.

> Embark on a Subquest (Which?)
I want to learn more about that Tiger 2.

Shouldn't we be doing side quest, we still have 2 or 3 left over.

> Embark on a Subquest (“If Adventure has a name…”)

> Embark on a Subquest (“If Adventure has a name…”)

yeeeee panzer

guys on /a/ say translated film next week

>> Embark on a Subquest (Which?)
Might as well try to look into Thaddeus.

IT'S TIME FOR THE BEST GIRL

*lewdest girl

...

GLORY TO THE MOTHERLAND!

Nope, he went with FC Hairgel on the redemption crusade according to Retribution.

>the gradually decreasing pitch

>movie BD not out yet
>believing anyone will translate it within 3 days of its release
I wish I was this optimistic

> Embark on a Subquest (If Adventure has a name…)

-

-

You and Denise pull up outside of the Tankery HQ, where you find that Oleg has begun work at repairing the tanks from last weekend’s bouts. He gives a gentle wave as you two walk by towards the tank under the tarp.

Thaddeus the King Tiger. You pull the tarp off, and find that most of the rust has been washed off, revealing the Feldgrau paint beneath along with a black fleur-de-lis on the side of the turret and the name on the side of the hull. “Wow.” Denise stands in awe of the tank. “It’s huge!”

You nod, and point to the turret as well. “And see that little curve on the bottom of the turret?” Denise nods. “That means its an early production model made by Porsche. They call these the Porsche King Tigers, the ones with a flat face are the Henschel models.”

“Ooooh.” Denise tilts her head. Thaddeus was still missing his suspension and his road wheels and tracks, and judging by how rotted and eaten away the engine block was, well, the engine definitely wasn’t in good spirits either.

Kathy pulls in with her truck. “Hey there!” She stops up the truck in front of you all. “I got your call, you ready to do some fortune finding today?”

> “Actually, we were planning on doing some scrounging around Thaddeus, see what’s up with him.”
> “Sure, what’s your next place of business?”
> Other

>> “Actually, we were planning on doing some scrounging around Thaddeus, see what’s up with him.”
Might as well start by using the area around Thaddeus, right?

>> “Actually, we were planning on doing some scrounging around Thaddeus, see what’s up with him.”

>> “Actually, we were planning on doing some scrounging around Thaddeus, see what’s up with him.”

> “Sure, what’s your next place of business?”

anons best girl is tired why did we drag her adventuring

why didnt we take her back to our room and let her have a nap in our bed?

Some people will have already watched it so if they're the ones translating, and they might be, then the release should be quick.

>> “Actually, we were planning on doing some scrounging around Thaddeus, see what’s up with him.”

> “Actually, we were planning on doing some scrounging around Thaddeus, see what’s up with him.”

> “Actually, we were planning on doing some scrounging around Thaddeus, see what’s up with him.”

“Oh?” Kathy steps out of her truck, looking up at the tank. “Well, I ain’t much of a tank expert, but I can tell you right now, a museum would love an authentic WWII King Tiger.”

“It’s ours for now, but I think we should rummage around, see what we can find.”

Denise yawns. “Yeah, you two do that. I’m just gonna sit here.” Denise somehow has found her way into the bed of Kathy’s truck, where the dogs all start lying around or on her. “Aaaahhh… this is the life.”

Fair enough, she deserves a little rest. “Oleg, can we go into the KT?!” you yell out.

“Da!” he says back. “I cleaned out the rust, so it should be safe to breathe in Thaddeus!”

You and Kathy slip inside. “Whoa, dark in here,” she says. She turns on a lantern, then sticks it onto the compartment’s ceiling. “So, what are we looking for?” she asks.

“Answers,” you say. “There’s no way a King Tiger gets displaced without record.” You kneel down into the driver’s compartment, and open up the hatch for some light. Even with all the rust gone it is kind of hard to breathe in here and…

Wait. You squint, and find an old photo.

Huh. You pick it up. “Kathy.” She shines a light over to you as you both look at it.

[1/2]

[2/2]

On the photo were five girls sitting on top of a King Tiger, presumably Thaddeus. The color had long faded away from the photo, but you could still make out a lot of detail. They had uniforms like yours, and in the background was definitely a clear sky. They were all smiles and-

“Hey.” Kathy points to the commander. “Isn’t that Commissioner Durocher?” What? You squint harder.

… actually, it does sort of look like Commissioner Durocher. Huh.

“Yeah, yeah, and-“ Kathy gasps, pointing to the loader. “And that’s Miss McPherson!” She nudges you. “She’s a teacher here!”

“Is she teaching now?” you ask.

“She has a summer class here!” says Kathy. “She never mentioned being LGA alumni though.”

“Neither did Durocher,” you say.

> Call up Commissioner Durocher.
> Go find Miss McPherson
> Keep searching around
> Other

> Keep searching around
Both McPhereson and Durocher are easy enough people to contact, in theory. Lets see what other goodies there are.

>> Keep searching around
>Denise call up Commisioner Durocher.
>Have Kathy find Miss Mcpherson.

Divide up the work.

> Go find Miss McPherson

Elodie doesn't take girls to bed for at LEAST a month user.

>Keep searching around
for a bit
then call Durocher

> Keep searching around
> DENISE! Go find Miss McPherson

>Keep searching
Let Denise get some rest guys.

>> Keep searching around

Don't really care which option but

>Other
hey Denise I know you're tired so you can go home if you want

don't take it like we don't want you here because we do

but we don't want to tire you

please don't hate me Denise

>> Keep searching around

> Keep searching around

“Let’s keep searching around, see what we can find,” you say. Kathy nods, giving you a thumbs up. The two of you continue to search around the King Tiger. The inside is actually quite spacey. Even with the interior mostly rotted away from the water and the passage of time, you could tell that there must have been a lot of good times had in this tank. It almost feels like you’re invading someone’s home in that sense.

You hope whoever used to own this tank forgives you.

“Heeeey!” Kathy holds up a tin box. “Come on, let’s get out and open this!” The two of you hop onto the turret, then place the box down. Kathy smiles, rubbing her hands. “Looks like it’s been sealed! So, let’s see what we get!”

She opens it up, and inside is a treasure trove of old antiques. Binoculars, throat mics, a flare gun! And a few more photographs of Thaddeus and his crew. One portraying the crew in the midst of a tank fight, inside of their tank at the controls. Another is a short picnic with everyone in their school uniforms, wind brushing their hair to the side, and one of them almost off the tank. And a third with Thaddeus and another tank, by the look of it an M4 Sherman (which may actually be Cupid or “Patches” as he was known back then).

“Whoa!” Kathy holds up the flare gun. “This is old antique stuff! Really cool antique stuff!” She shuts it, smiling at you. “Hey, you let me have this stuff I could get a good price for it. I’ll let you have half the cut!”

> “Sure!”
> “Actually, let’s not sell this stuff.”
> Other

>> “Sure!”
Then we can call up and thank them for letting us fundraise off their scavenged stuff
> “Actually, let’s not sell this stuff.”
absolutely do not sell this elodie isn't that thick