With Ōarai triumphant in the 63rd National Sensha-dō tournament, and their means of triumph dwarfing anyone's expectations. The world of Sensha-dō is now thoroughly shaken,
With Ōarai now welcoming their new boy contenders with open arms, and leavi...
First she had to go to Ōarai to fight against the All-Stars team, primarily because she felt obligated to go because the boy team at stake very well saved her life from that phantom German tank, that showed up the very end of the 63rd tournament a few months ago.
It was the only thing a chivalrous and honorable gentlewoman could do.
And then she went to go see her Churchill Mark VII tank in the garage, only to see that it now looks like this...
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And then, she is told to wear a tan uniform with a black beret.
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A British World War II era tanker's uniform,
It was fine, for the most part, until you get to the extremely baggy pants,
Being a civil woman, using pants in a tank is kind of strange.
Especially with how unacceptably loud and obnoxious the Churchill now sounded.
Darjeeling hung her head, while Pekoe attempted to pour her a cup of tea using the kettle onboard.
"Could I offer you some tea? Lady Darjeeling?" Pekoe said.
She had a matching tan uniform.
"Yes please, that would be delightful." Darjeeling said.
Pekoe attempted to give her the cup, but the tank was shaking and vibrating much more than usual....
"Rosehip? May you please slow down?" Darjeeling said.
Rosehip wasn't exactly enchanted with the idea of a driving a slow moving vehicle like the Churchill Mark VII, but she did so anyway,
Maybe she just wanted to look good later on because of it?
