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Lynne begins the tour by showing me around the ground floor of the base where the hanger, storage rooms, kitchen and dining hall are before taking me up floor by floor. The second floor is not currently being used right now, so we just skip it, the third floor has a library, a library this base has a library, a lounge, bathhouse built in a Fuso style and a sauna. The fourth floor is where everyone sleeps, and apart from Lynne and me, everyone has their own rooms. The fifth and sixth floors are just used for storage right now, and the seventh floor is the command floor where Minna's office, the radar room, archive and communication room are and is the busiest part of the base with people walking from room to room carry papers. The next level up is the top of the base where you can even see the occupied coast of Gallia and for miles in every direction.
"The view up here is lovely," I say leaning over the railing and gazing out over the channel.
"It sure is," Lynne replies joining me at the railing. "So, what have you been doing since I last saw you?"
"Fighting the Neuroi," I answer still leaning over the railing. "I was part of the Isle of Wight Detachment Group with you sister until a year and a half ago when I was transferred to the Ark Royal and protected the Atlantic Convoys, getting put in a coma and now I'm a member of your squad."
"My sister mentioned you in the letters she sent me but she never really said anything other than that you are ok or you killed another Neuroi," Lynne tells me.
"Well you sister had limited paper to write to you, and I bet there was a lot more than me she wanted to talk about," I say looking over to Lynne and catch her smiling at my comment.
"She did," Lynne says looking over the channel smiling. "She would always tell me how she was, how the war was going and the adventures she had."
"I have a feeling most of them were made up," I comment letting out a quick giggle remembering Wilma and the tails she would tell Lynne and me when we were in school. "You sister could be a published author if she wanted."
"Yeah she could," Lynne replies also giggling. "I always thought the story in one of her letters about her saving you from a Neuroi trap was made up."
"It was," I tell her. "I was the one that saved her with the help of Laura."
A small brown haired girl joins us walking up behind us as I say that when I turn around and get a better look at the girl I see it's Yoshika the young Fuso girl who I first saw struggling to recover and last saw exiting the dining hall. She is smiling taking a quick look at the view and then a close look at both Lynne and me as if trying to decide whether to join us.
"Do you mind if I join you?" Yoshika asks smiling as she switches her gaze from Lynne to me then back again.
"Of course, you can join us Yoshika," Lynne replies in her usual cheerful voice as she returns Yoshika's smile.
"I would love for you to join us," I say, and in an instant, she turns her smile towards me.
"I'm Yoshika Miyafuji," Yoshika says bowing her head. "I know Minna told you my name, but I was too tired to induce myself properly."
"I'm Tracy Philips," I reply with a smile as she raises her head. "It's nice to meet you."
"So, shall we continue the tour," Lynne asks.
"What have you got left to see?" Yoshika then asks me, but before I can answer Lynne answers for me, I'm grateful as I have no idea what I was going to say, I know what I've seen, but I have no idea what I have left to see.
"I've shown her around the inside of the base, so it's only the outside left," Lynne answers for me.
With that Lynne leads Yoshika and me back down the stairs all the way to the ground level where we exit through the main entrance. The main entrance is a massive improvement from hanger door I entered the building from originally with a large grand staircase, big vases filled with beautiful flowers filling the room with their equally as beautiful scents and a pair of statues stand by the main door guarding it with shields and spears their hands from any threat.
A red carpet covers the floor making me feel like a movie star, whoever owned this castle in the past must have been the richest person in the world, even the large double doors look expensive, strong and impressive with flowers, trees, and birds engraved into its wood. Hanging down from the ceiling is a shiny gold chandelier polished to the point that it sparkles and the ceiling from which it hangs looks perfectly clean without a cobweb in any corner. I'm not really surprised as this whole castle is perfectly cleaned and I don't think that any dust will dare to settle anywhere in this castle.
Outside of the castle is just as beautiful and impressive as the insides, as Lynne and Yoshika lead me outside the smell from all the flowers instantly hit my nose as a cooling breeze blows into my face. It isn't long before I see the souse of the beautiful scents my nose is picking up on. There's a single stone path leading away from the entrance, and on either side of the path is a filled with flowers, I can see every color that exists in the world right now, and I've don't think I've smelled anything as good as this before.
To my left, I see the Channel, and if I look hard enough then I can just about make out Gallia in the distance, to my right is the green fields and hedgerows of the Britannian countryside with crops and livestock filling most of the fields. I hear a roar above me, and I look up to see two witches flying high above me in what appears to be a mock battle, I can hear the quiet pops of the guns as they shoot paint at each other and hear the roars of their engines as they accelerate away from each other. It looks like a good battle as every move one makes the other quickly counters and returns the favor only for her attack to be countered as well.
Finally, one of the girls gets an edge on the other and fires apparently hitting her target. The girl hit then does something I never expected her to do or have ever seen done before by anyone. The girl holds her chest as if she has been shot for real and dives down towards the ground as if she has really been shot down. The two girls were originally so high up that I couldn't see anything of them over then a small spec up there in the sky but now the girl pretending to be hit and falling to the ground if getting close enough for me to make out more detail.
She has blond hair that is waving in the wind of her fall, her eyes shine a bright blue, and her lips have formed a smile as she plummets to the ground. If I can remember her name correctly, I believe its Erica Hartmann, yes Erica Hartmann, the girl who was asleep in a mountain of rubbish and dirty clothes that wouldn't wake up even when Barkhorn was threatening her.
She lands not that far away from us pulling up just before she hits the ground and takes off her Striker Unit, she turns to face Lynne, Yoshika and I smiling with the front of her shirt covered in paint from at least five or six good direct hits. I look up at the sound of approaching engines and see her opponent is or was Barkhorn, and she is coming towards us looking annoyed.
"What do you think you were doing Hartmann?" Barkhorn yells as she stops and hoers just above Erica. "Pretending to be injured is not going to get you out of training so put you Striker Unit back on right now."
"But I'm tired and thirsty," Erica moans like a child in response and lay down with her back on the grass and flowers causing Barkhorn to clench her fist in frustration. "I'll be back up there in ten maybe thirty minutes."
"No," Barkhorn replies flying closer to Erica who's now closed her eyes and looking relaxed, I have no idea how she could be this relaxed with an angry, annoyed and frustrated Barkhorn hovering closer to her. "If let you rest right now you will waste all the training time we have now get up."
"Are they always like this," I lean over and quietly as Lynne not wanting Barkhorn to turn her wrath on me.
"Yes, Erica is lazy which annoys Barkhorn and Erica seems to do this just to tease Barkhorn some of the times," Lynne answers me in just a quiet voice as I just used to mean only me can hear. "We should carry on with the tour and leave them alone to sort it out."
Lynne carries on the tour taking us through the garden, and the further away we get from the arguing Karlslander's the less we hear them, and the more peaceful the garden becomes, we can only hear the occasional shout from Barkhorn now as no doubt Erica is saying some unreasonable time.
We follow the stone path further until we reach the firing range. The range is just like the one at my old base with firing positions set up and targets down range for us to aim at. The range has everything it needs no more no less, I was expecting it to look like the castle does with flowers and statues, but it looks just like a firing range should, I guess whoever built the castle didn't build the range. The targets down range are made of metal and behind them is a thick concrete wall and dirt mound to stop any bullet from leaving the range. The area is clean and tidy like the rest of the base with no bullet casing, fallen leaf’s or branches on the range.
"This place hardly looks used," I say as I look around the range.
"I don't use it but everyone else does," Lynne tells me. "My Boys anti-tank rifle has a long range, and because I'm a sniper, Major Sakamoto has me practice shooting off the edge of the runway to hit a target far out to sea."
"I'm surprised you could even fire that rifle," I reply smiling at Lynne feeling proud that she could do something I couldn't while I rub my shoulder remembering the times when I had to fire a Boys anti-tank rifle. "When I tried to fire one of those rifles it would hurt my shoulder with its recoil."
"My sister gave me tips to minimize the effect the recoil has on me," Lynne says. "She's been shooting a Boys anti-tank rifle for as long as I can remember."
"Lynne is your sister in the military too?" Yoshika asks speaking up for the first time since joining us.
"Yes," Lynne answers turning to face Yoshika. "She's a Sergeant also and is currently in the Isle of Wight Detachment Group, but she's starting to lose her magic, so I don't think she will stay in the air force for much longer."
"This range has a good view at least," I say trying to lighten the mood as the news of Lynne's sister losing her magic threatens to dampen everyone's sprites. I'm not lying though, the view of the sunset from the firing range really is lovely. "Time sure has flown by today."
"Oh, no we haven't started dinner," Yoshika says in a panic.
"Don't worry we can get dinner started now," Lynne replies in a calmer voice. "If we hurry then we can still make it in time." They were about to run off when Lynne stops and turns to me. "Will you be alright on your own?"
"Yeah I'll be fine," I tell her. "You two should go and cook before you have an angry mob of hungry witches to deal with."
"Ok I'll see you at dinner," Lynne says before running off after Yoshika.
I watch Lynne run off until she's out of sight and then slowly start to make my way back to the base, I think I'll head to the hanger and check on my Striker and gun, making sure whoever unloaded them didn't damage them. The view of the setting sun keeps me occupies during the walk back to the base and is the main reason why I'm walking so slowly and taking so long to walk back. It's the most beautiful orange and the way it reflects on the water is just so perfect that I can't possibly put what I am seeing into words, the only word that comes to mind is beautiful.
I make my way slowly down the stone path, slowly through the flowers and into the base, it is only when the walls of the base block my view of the perfect sunset that I start to walk at a normal speed and look where I was going, I swear it was a miracle that I didn't walk into someone or thing on my way here. The base is a lot darker than before now, and lights are slowly starting to flicker into life and dimly light up the warm. The castle looks slightly creepier now with large dark shadows in every corner, and they all make me shiver and remember my dream.
I walk to the hanger remarkable without getting lost or making a single wrong turn along the way, inside I spot Shirley still working on her Striker and Lucchini asleep high up on a beam laid on top of her blanket. Shirley doesn't even notice me enter too busy working on her Striker to notice anything happening around and while Lucchini, Lucchini is fast asleep so even if a Neuroi walk in here right now I doubt these two would even notice.
I walk past Shirley who's humming a tune happily to herself as she works and heads straight to my Strike which is now at the end of the others. I look it over and can't find any scratches or marks to indicate damage and move on to check my weapon happy that my Strike is undamaged. I find my weapon easily among the other guns, being a prototype my machine gun stands out amongst them. I look it over again seeing no scratches or marks to indicate damage, so I decided to open it up to check on its insides. I would have done the same with my Striker, but I will have no idea what I would have to look for, my machine gun, on the other hand, is a different story, I know a lot about the insides of guns.
"What are you doing?" A voice asks as I put my gun back together nearly making me jump out of my skin and drop my gun to the ground. I turn around to see Barkhorn stood behind me with her hands on her hips. Shirley's still humming away to herself oblivious to what's going on around her.
"I'm just checking my weapon in case it was damaged being transported here," I reply feeling like a nervous little kid in trouble with their parents. "But it looks like it's in perfect condition."
"Well, it's a soldier's job to maintain their equipment, so I guess you aren't doing anything wrong by checking it over," Barkhorn says in a confident voice. "By the way what type of gun is that? I've never seen one like it before."
"It's a prototype for a new variant Vickers K machine gun," I answer. "It's more accurate and reliable than the current model making it deadlier against the Neuroi."
"Well that's good," Barkhorn says in a voice that doesn't scare me as much as the last one. "Anyway, you both should wash your hands, and I know you can hear me Yeager so grab Lucchini and wash your hand's dinners about to be served."
"Yeah yeah I'll be there once I'm done modifying my Striker," Shirley replies not stopping what she's doing or even looking away from what she's doing.
"Well we are not waiting for you again so get washed up and to the dining hall soon, or you'll be eating whatever we have cold," Barkhorn warns her before turning back to me. "The same goes for you."
"Where can I wash up," I ask looking at my hands and examining all the grace that is now coating them.
"There's a bathroom just down the hall seconded door on the right," Barkhorn answers before she walks off.
"Thanks," I call out after her as she leaves the hanger.
I place my gun back in its spot and quickly follow her words and walk straight into the bathroom to wash my hands. When I run the tap the water quickly warms up, and with the help of soap, my hands quickly become sparkling. The warmth of the water and the feeling of it running over my hands removing all the grease and dirt from my skin feels amazing and don't want to pull my hands out from under its warmth, but the loud, painful grumble in my stomach forces me to.
I walk out of the bathroom just as Shirley and Lucchini enter, Shirley is covered in oil, grease and everything else that goes into making a Striker work, Lucchini, on the other hand, looks completely clean other than a bit of drool on her chin from her nap. They both seem happy as they enter smiling and Lucchini is giggling about something, they smile at me as they enter and I return the smile before walking off towards the dining hall. When I enter the dining hall, I find that everyone but Shirley and Lucchini is already here and Lynne and Yoshika are just starting to place plates in front of everyone filled with food.
I take a seat at the end of the table next to Perrine just as Lynne places a plate of food in front of me smiling at me as she does so. Looking down at my plate I'm guessing it must be Fuso food, I've never seen or eating Fuso food before so this will be a new experience, and I'm curious about how it will taste.
Shirley and Lucchini enter the room as soon as Lynne and Yoshika set the last plate of food on the table before sitting down themselves. As soon as everyone is seated everyone digs in, I'm a little hesitant at first slowly picking up my food with my fork and bringing it to my mouth. I'm curious about what it will taste like, but at the same time, I'm dreading tasting it in case I don't like it, in case I make myself look rude and spit the food out all over the table in front of everyone. I open my mouth and take the first bite of Fuso food in my life, and when I take that first piece of food into my mouth, it explodes into a sea of flavors that makes my mouth happy.
"Is the food alright Tracy?" I look up to find Yoshika watching me; she was probably watching me the whole time to see if I like her countries cuisine.
"Yes, it's delicious," I answer bringing a smile to her face before she starts to eat herself.
The rest of the meal goes by in a flash just like this day and before I know it everyone's finished eating and leaving. Only Yoshika, Lynne, Minna and I remain in the room, Yoshika and Lynne are collecting the dishes to wash up and Minna who's walking towards me.
"You clothe, and personal belongings have been placed in Lynne's room," Minna tells me. "Also, you have training with Yoshika, Lynne, and Perrine tomorrow; Major Sakamoto will be the instructor, so I suggest you get a good night's sleep."
"Yes ma'am," I reply. "Everyone in Britannia is aware of the Major's training routine."
"Well I don't think it's as bad of the rumors say it is," Minna tells me. "But you will still need a good night's sleep to get through it, goodnight."
"Goodnight," I say back as she leaves the room. I walk into the kitchen picking up the last of the plates as I go and find Yoshika and Lynne washing a mountain of pots, pans, and plates. "Need a hand with that?"
"Yes, if it's no bother" Lynne replies as she takes some of the plates from me. "Can you dry up as we wash?"
"Sure," I say placing my plates down next to where she places hers and grabbing a towel.
We wash dishes for half an hour until everyone last one of them is so clean they could be used as mirrors and by the time we put them away its time for bed. We walk for our rooms together, Yoshika's room turns out to be right next to Lynne's, she tells me to knock if I need anything and then we say our good nights before entering our rooms.
Lynne's room is nice and spacious with a large double bed that will be more than enough room for the two of us, several draws and a large wooden wardrobe that looks like it can hold everyone's clothes. My bag of clothes have been left in the center of the room looking completely out of place, so I move it into the corner of the room. Lynne offers to give me some space in her draws and wardrobe, but I refuse saying that I'll have my own room soon enough so it will be easier if I don't unpack.
So, with that we get changed into our nightwear, Lynne's wearing a cream-colored nightgown that seems too tight around her chest like it could burst open at any minute, while I put on a green colored nightgown that fits me perfectly. We crawl into bed as soon as we change and Lynne pulls the blanket up to our chins, it feels like forever since Lynne, and I have been this close. We used to have sleepovers all the time and sleeping shoulder to shoulder with Lynne has always made me feel safe.
"It feels like forever since we been together like this," Lynne say's as if she read my mind.
"Yeah but I remember either your dad or mine bursting in to yell at us to go to sleep the most," I reply laughing at the memory of our parents bursting in on us, and we pretend to sleep struggling to stop our giggles. "They never did go through with their threats to stop us having sleepovers."
"I think they were too tired to remember because it was five in the morning for most of those occasions," Lynne tells me, and I look over managing to make out a smile on her lips through the darkness. "While speaking of tiredness, we should get some sleep as we will need every bit of energy for Major Sakamoto's training tomorrow.”
"Good night Lynne," I say before letting out a yawn.
"Good night Tracy," Lynne replies, and before long she's sound asleep, I can't fall asleep as quick as Lynne just did, but with Lynne's warmth next to me I feel safe and fall peacefully into slumber seconds later. If the rumors about Major Sakamoto's training are true, then I will probably be just like Lynne and out like a light every time my head hits the pillow.
Lynne's POV
Tracy falls asleep within seconds of her head hitting the pillow, I close my eyes and start to try to join her but the feeling of warmth, her warmth something I haven't felt in a long time and something I missed so much join the army.
Feeling her warm body lying next to me makes me feel so safe and happy that I wish morning will never come so we can stay like this forever. We used to do this every weekend, I would spend a night at her house one week, and the next night she would spend the night at mine. Those nights were some of the best nights of my life; we would stay up as late as we could, talking, eating sweets and chocolate, reading books and telling stories, those nights are nights I wish and would give anything to repeat. If it weren't for the war and the Neuroi, then we would still be having those nights.
I roll onto my side and look at Tracy, her face looks so peaceful when she sleeps, it always has, she is breathing steadily and looks completely at peace like she doesn't have a problem in the world. I wish I could be at peace like her.
"Goodnight Tracy," I whisper softly, so I don't wake her up moments before I join her in slumber.
Sargent Barnett POV
"Noble this Trojan come in," I call over the radio, I need to make my report, and I'm already half an hour late.

"This Noble we read you, Trojan," A voice replies quickly, it takes them less than a second to reply after I finished talking. "Transmit code Trojan."

"That which sees all wins all," I say given the voice the code I was given.

"Code confirmed Trojan send your report," The voice tells me.

"Infiltration successful both parties in place," I reply.

"Good proceed as ordered Noble out," The voice says before disappearing.
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