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[Sl4cker]

Which is, of course, the exact moment when another European girl is transported into that exact bar, along with the large heap of snow she was and is currently hiding in. She blinks once, and then twice, murmurs a quiet _{"What the hell?"} and then spots the Russian woman.

[Adragis]

another Eureopean girl

((I sure love living in the Eureopean Union
but Eureuope is being a bit restrictive))

[Sl4cker]

((you fucking edit that out or i will beat you up))

[Adragis]

((no, it will be forever preserved
rip in pis u megnaficent basterd))

[BlitzDungeoneer]

((eureope for best country confirmed

10/10 would holiday again))

[Twi]

Which is, of course, the exact moment when another European girl is transported into that exact bar, along with the large heap of snow she was and is currently hiding in. She blinks once, and then twice, murmurs a quiet _{"What the hell?"} and then spots the Russian woman.

Yamal just raises an eyebrow. "Oh, dear. Here comes a new challenger." But at that thought, she grins even brighter, finally getting off her pin-up table and strutting over to the heap.

The snow pretty much disintegrates at a single touch. Literally nothing to mighty Shipgirl.

[Sl4cker]

((fuck you))The new arrival falls to the ground. She slowly stands back up. Both her eyes and her sniper rifle never stop pointing at Yamal's head. She looks at her warily.

[Twi]

The new arrival falls to the ground. She slowly stands back up. Both her eyes and her sniper rifle never stop pointing at Yamal's head. She looks at her warily.

Huh. Not that the shipgirl is displeased, or even threatened.

Yamal just... grabs the rifle and pushes it aside. They're literally in touching distance after all.

"Stop that. We're in a bar. No guns in the bar. The only fight we allow here is the kind with chairs," she declares, smiling cordially at the woman who wants to blow her brains out. "You're Finnish, aren't you? Well..."

Dramatic pause, and then she shoves the Finn into a hug, thrusting a bottle at her face while the other arm squeezes her tight. A mostly full bottle, even!

"WHO THE HELL CARES?! It's been half a century! Drink and be merry!"

[Sl4cker]

"What the fu-?!" Simuna spits out the bottle and backpedals wildly, grabbing her rifle and holding it up as a sort of shield. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?! Are you an enemy?! Where the hell am I?!"

[Twi]

"What the fu-?!" Simuna spits out the bottle and backpedals wildly, grabbing her rifle and holding it up as a sort of shield. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?! Are you an enemy?! Where the hell am I?!"

"I'm getting you drunk! What does it look like I'm doing?!" Yamal roars, still grinning fiercely despite it all, one hand snapping out to catch the bottle before it gets wasted. "And no, I don't know where the hell you are! But you're fucking welcome to wherever the fuck this is!"

[Sl4cker]

"How is- I don't- what?" Understandably, the girl seems quite surprised at this turn of events.

[Twi]

"How is- I don't- what?" Understandably, the girl seems quite surprised at this turn of events.

At least Yamal gives her a moment to recover and catch her bearings. Just a moment.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Elf's characters continue existing and wandering.

[TheBiggerFish]

"Don't."

"No."

[SOLDIER First]

I wonder why I was with Yamal... Did I fall asleep?

But there was so much alcohol.. I must have gotten drunk, that's it.


Oh no.