Scenario:Bzzt! Amped-Up Summer - Chapter 2: Respective R & R - Episode 2

Bzzt! Amped-Up Summer - Chapter 2: Respective R & R - Episode 2

While enjoying a game of beach volleyball, the crew hears familiar-sounding verbal abuse. They follow it to find Ilsa drilling Society trainees. Intrigued, Olivia and Heles ask for permission to watch and learn.

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Olivia: Vyrn, Lyria, (Captain). I've returned.

Lyria: Welcome back, Olivia!

Lyria: Oops!

Lyria: Remember: grace, poise...

Lyria: May I ask you, how was beach volleyball?

Olivia: The match became as heated as the Auguste sun.

Heles: Haha. Olivia shows remarkable skill with a ball.

Heles: Olivia and I faced off against Naoise and Seruel.

Heles: Fueled by the spirit of competition, they did not go easy on us simply because we are women.

Vyrn: Sounds like you had a blast!

Scathacha: Olivia was big on the offensive, pushing Naoise back time and again.

Scathacha: You could probably use some more training, Naoise.

Naoise: Ngh...

Seruel: Olivia, Heles, you two were truly impressive. The match ended in a draw, but we will surely triumph next time.

Heles: You're surprisingly enthusiastic about this, Seruel.

Olivia: I'm pleased to discover that striking a ball can be such a fruitful experience.

Olivia: I will gladly accompany you for another game anytime.

Heles: Haha, and I certainly wouldn't mind partnering up with Olivia again. I think we'd stand a decent chance.

Just then, an angry yet familiar bellow sounds in the distance.

Any version of Ilsa is a crew member

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???: Line up, maggots!

???: We didn't come here to play hooky!

???: You maggots have no right to choose your battlefield. No matter where war unfolds, you must always be ready to bear arms and face your enemy head on!

???: Get ready to crawl your way through—whether it be the scorching earth of Valtz or the frosty mountains of North Vast!

???: Will you be shriveled-up crap maggots forever, or will you be the pupa that wriggles out of the pile? The choice is yours! Show me your resolve!

???: Get those feet ready!

Trainees: Yes, ma'am!

Ilsa: Go!

Lyria: It's Ilsa!

Vyrn: Ah, she mentioned having to leave the ship for a while to handle some drill sergeant duties.

Vyrn: Hey, Scary Lady! You came all the way out here for a boot camp?

Ilsa: Hm? Oh, it's you guys.

Ilsa: I just remembered you mentioned coming to Cyrath for vacation.

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No version of Ilsa in crew

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???: Line up, maggots!

???: We didn't come here to play hooky!

???: You maggots have no right to choose your battlefield. No matter where war unfolds, you must always be ready to bear arms and face your enemy head on!

???: Get ready to crawl your way through—whether it be the scorching earth of Valtz or the frosty mountains of North Vast!

???: Will you be shriveled-up crap maggots forever, or will you be the pupa that wriggles out of the pile? The choice is yours! Show me your resolve!

???: Get those feet ready!

Society Trainees: Yes, ma'am!

???: Go!

Lyria: Hm... Isn't that Ilsa?

Vyrn: You're right! It's that scary lady from before!

Vyrn: Hey, Scary Lady! You came all the way out here for training?

Ilsa: Ah, I remember you guys!

Ilsa approaches (Captain) and company upon noticing them.

Ilsa: Here on vacation? I hope you're enjoying yourselves.

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Lyria: Mm-hm. All this training must be hard on you, Ilsa.

Ilsa: Yes. Those trainees might've survived a brush with death in the previous session, but they're still little different from fresh recruits.

Ilsa: I need them to learn firsthand that luck isn't gonna get them out of every jam.

Vyrn: Yeesh, that's harsh.

Ilsa: Just doing my job as a drill sergeant.

Ilsa: But I have to admit they're doing well so far. I'll give them time to cool off tomorrow.

Lyria: So you'll be taking a break too, Ilsa?

Ilsa: Hey, I'm not wearing my swimsuit just for them to ogle at, you know. I need to enjoy myself too.

Vyrn: Oh, I get it! It's like stopping two mouths with one apple!

Ilsa: That's one way to put it.

No version of Ilsa in crew

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Ilsa: Are the rest of them there... (Captain)'s acquaintances?

Vyrn: They sure are! Ever heard of Alster Island?

Ilsa: Ah, the home to the former Irestill Kingdom... I understand it was quite the ordeal.

Heles: We came to know (Captain)'s crew when they helped us during our time of need.

Seruel: Everything turned out befittingly because of their help. I couldn't be more grateful.

Ilsa: Yes, I've heard of that.

Ilsa: (Captain) helped me out of a bind as well.

Heles: Is that so...

Lyria: And this here's Olivia!

Olivia: Greetings. I only joined recently.

Vyrn: She hitched a ride with us shortly after the cataclysms.

Vyrn: It was after the Society incident though, so I guess you two haven't rubbed shoulders yet.

Olivia: A pleasure to meet you.

Ilsa: Likewise.

Ilsa: I'd love to stay and talk, but I'd better get back before one of those trainees waddling along the sand trips and falls.

Olivia: Ilsa, my apologies, but if I may ask a question.

Ilsa: Hm? Yes, what is it?

Olivia: This is my first time witnessing live training on the beach, and I find it most fascinating.

Olivia: Would it be possible for me to observe the proceedings?

Ilsa: You want to observe?

Heles: If it's all right, I'd like to come along as well.

Ilsa: You too, Heles?

Vyrn: You ladies like to sink your teeth into the strangest things!

Seruel: Would your presence not present another obstacle to their training?

Olivia: You think so? I consider myself very experienced in all matters of training...

Seruel: A lady's glance can be somewhat distracting, especially in your current attire.

Heles: Seruel does make a good point.

Heles: Ilsa. If you feel that would truly be a concern, please feel free to turn us down. I wouldn't mind in the slightest.

Ilsa: No, it's fine. In fact that's another reason I chose the beach for this boot camp.

Ilsa: They must be able to follow their commander's orders in any situation.

Ilsa: It's also why I'm wearing a swimsuit myself.

Seruel: Makes sense, I suppose.

Olivia: I take it we have your permission then?

Ilsa: I have to warn you that you might be disgusted by some of what you see and hear...

Ilsa: If that won't be a problem, then by all means.

Heles: Thank you. I led soldiers myself back in Irestill. I'm certain I will have much to learn today.

Olivia: You have my gratitude. I look forward to seeing how the children of man go about strengthening themselves.

Heles: It's settled then. Olivia and I will accompany Ilsa for the boot camp.

Heles: (Captain), I hope you won't mind our temporary absence.

Heles: Seruel, Naoise, I entrust the crew's protection to you two.

Naoise: Leave matters to us. I will personally see to everyone's safety.

Seruel: (Sister, I hope you're not just weaseling your way out of watching Scathacha again...)

Lyria: Teehee. Have fun, Olivia.

Olivia: Of course. I take my leave now.

Olivia: Basic training in the quagmire that sand can be... How fitting.

Heles: This teaches them to endure hardship in addition to improving base strength.

The trio of ladies become fast friends in the most unexpected of places.