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The tank in question was one of a mismatched set of three. The club seemed rather impoverished by Ouran's usual standards, though the vehicles shone with loving care. Ouran Academy boasted a Panzer, a Tiger P, and a Hetzer, and this particular one was the Panzer. Banging and knocking came from one further down the line, and after a few moments, a very unladylike curse and an "OW."

There was what sounded like a wrench slamming down on the shell of the tank, and one rather dusty and greasy Jishin appeared from behind the Tiger P. "Bit me," she explained with a sour expression, holding up a pinched finger. "She's a sweet ride but she needs maintenance EVERY week or else. Anyway, hi!"

A couple of other girls popped out from the Hetzer, and introductions were made all around. "Erin asked me about the club earlier," Jishin explained, "and I told her to come down and see us. So -- " she turned to the Brit with a smile, "here we are!"

"Oh, thanks!" Jishin took the coffee eagerly, obvious grease stains under her fingernails. "Cream and sugar would be great ..." She preferred more cream and less sugar, but enough to round off the sharp edges of the bitter brew.

"Eh, it depends on the tank. The Hetzer's pretty easy." One of the girls crewing it nodded in fervent agreement. "But the Porsche is a total diva," Jishin eyed it with a mix of frustration and amusement. "She runs like a dream -- when she runs! But it's a lot of little adjustments all the time, and she's a little heavy, so she gets more wear and tear than the others."

"Absolutely." Jishin waved her at the Porsche, before she set the cup down on one of the treads, doctored the coffee the way she liked it, and stuck the lid back on. Coffee in hand, she too scrambled up the side to follow Erin into the hatch, in order to give her a talk-through of what everything was inside.

"Depends on the model," Jishin explained in return, sliding in to land with a thump behind Erin. "This one takes five -- commander, driver, loader, gunner, and radio operator. The Hetzer only needs three, and the Panzer takes four. " She pointed around the tank, showing where each girl would normally sit. "You're in the gunner's spot right now, the loader's further up, and the driver and radio are down below."

"Eh? Sign up. And have insurance." Jishin offered her a broad grin. "Not that it's all that dangerous. It's more like a big game of paintball with heavy machinery. And we'll have to figure out where to put you ... " It wasn't that there wasn't space. The tank club had too much space, and she was privately very glad to have found someone else who was interested. Three fully-manned tanks was just barely enough to get them into half of the competitions. "What do you think you want to try?"

Jishin paused in thought. Hmm ... She popped her head out of the hatch. "Ana-chan, Misaki-chan, you busy? Erin-san wants the chance to try some of this out." The Tiger would run well enough with four, since they wouldn't be trying to coordinate via radio just to give Erin a taste of the sport.

"How about I take her out to the field, so you're not trying to drive her in the garage?" she offered, glancing back down into the compartment. "And then you can try out either the gunner's or the driver's seat, whichever you want, first." Out somewhere where if you make a mistake, we won't have to repair the building ...

The wide doors to the garage slid open, and the other girls scrambled into the tank as Jishin dropped into the driver's seat and settled her ear protection in place. She tossed a second set to Erin before starting the engine, and the tank roared to life, rolling ponderously out towards the main athletic field.

The tank chugged smoothly out onto the athletic field, and Jishin slowed it to a halt near the middle of the field. Climbing out of the seat, she explained, "There are targets off at ten o'clock and three o'clock. You're welcome to shoot, or to try driving it around, just let me give you the briefing. The clutch on this thing is kind of a monster."