Welcome back, to the twenty-third installment of Mecha Space Pirate Quest. As always, you are Heinrich "Caesar" Merrow of...nope, just kidding. You are once again Admiral Roarke Susan Starwind of the Iron Kestrels, nicknamed Dude McCool by your former Captain, master of a pirate fleet and pilot of the Knuckle Kaiser.
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Last time, things happened to someone else. Someone other than you. You, meanwhile, have been able to relax, take in the artificial sunlight, and enjoy the beach with the girls. Right now, Karen is constructing a truly titanic and elaborate sand castle, sculpting little gargoyles to go on the turrets. Fatima is with you today, also playing in the surf, her usual headscarf gone. Samantha had things to do, but promised she'd show up.
You would be in a wonderful mood if it weren't for the fact that you're taking a conference call on your PC, the little holograms of Miles and Oda explaining what just happened, where Mohammed is, and that the Master Harpy Dervish is partially disassembled on board a UJCIDF vessel.
"So, you challenged him to a duel..." You start.
"Hai, taishou-sama!" Oda replies, chipper as a beaver.
"Rudolph Merrow's son, in the King Swordfish." You have to admit you kind of want the King Swordfish in the Rhinehawk's mech bay.
"Hai hai!"
"And you wagered that if he lost, we take him and his mech hostage, and if he won he gets Mohammed and the Master Harpy Dervish, and he willingly agreed?" You ask.
"We all saw it." Miles chips in, "Genius, isn't it? No matter the outcome, we'll know what's going on." You can't just blindly trust her judgment on that, she's Miles, a tiny ball of greed and bad temper.
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