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|Date of Scene=2016/04/24<br />
|Location=Bayview<br />
|Synopsis=Fuki works on training and gets a lesson in how far she has to go from her superior... Lute.<br />
|Thanks=Lute, because he's awesome.<br />
|Cast of Characters=188, 211<br />
|pretty=yes<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Afternoon at the Bayview beach cottages and Fuki's out and about in her kimono and human body today, a smile upon her face as she faces the ocean. Upon the obi, there's more than one Pokeball now, there's four attached to it and one in her hand. "Alright, Ria. Let's GO!" and with a toss, a longer dragon-like pokemon comes materalizing.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&lt;Hello, Fuki! Is it time for more training?&gt; comes Ria's voice, a happy look in her face, &lt;You've gotten stronger, I'm happy you're my trainer.&gt; Fuki's smile goes even wider, finally, something might be going right. Her Coeurl left... and her behemoth finally escaped... but at least she had the pokemon. "Alright, let's run through some moves okay?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fuki pulls out her pokedex and takes a look at it... a brief nod. "Okay, let's try Iron Tail. Try making a good size wave in the ocean."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lute approaches from the ocean, riding upon Imima. The I-Class Destroyer rushes across the surface of the water, Lute taking on a sort of surfing-pose as he does so. His arms are held out to help him keep balance, his eyes looking ahead. He's wearing his standard beachware. His labcoat... And a speedo. Once near the beach, he leaps off, flying through the air, trying to do a midair flip as he does so. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He lands facefirst in a sandcastle. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He immediately pulls himself up, wipes off his face, and acts like he meant to do that. He smiles, looking towards Fuki, still happy that she is making such good use of her human-scale body.He slides his hands into his labcoat pockets, approaching her, moving to give her a small kiss on the cheek. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hey~. How is the training going?" A glance towards Ria, "...Looks like you've made a /lot/ of progress." <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ria's tail glows brightly, the steel type attack slamming right into the water and a small wave comes barreling through. "Good. Again, this time, more power to it." Ria nods and starts to repeat it once more... at least until a human goes flying off some sort of strange shark... or shark like thing. And... the faceplant. Both Fuki and Ria sigh and shake their head before going back to training.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fuki gives another look to the person... and she recognizes that peculiar person... And there's that kiss upon her cheek to which she returns back to Lute. This kiss is actually a tender one, a good to see you again one. "It's going." she comments, "Ria's gotten bigger and evolved. It was ... shocking to see honestly! How are you? I haven't seen you in a while!" a pause, "Ria, come back, say hello to Lute."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ria perks up and coils around Lute in a hug only to return back to her trainer, coiling around and resting its head upon Fuki's shoulder. &lt;It's good to see you!&gt;<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lute closes his eyes as Fuki kisses him back. Always a wonderful thing when the girl returns the affection. A glance is given towards Ria. As she wraps around him, Lute takes a brief moment to pet her on the head. He has no snake-form Pokemon himself, but he knows that a number shaped like that hug in such a manner. His arm slowly goes around Fuki's waist, staying close to her and Ria. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "It's good to see you, too, Ria. I take it Fuki has been a good trainer for you?" He reaches to rub under the Dragonair's chin. He looks back to fuki, smiling, "Evolving can be a surprise. You never know when it's going to happen. But, she evolved pretty fast, for a Dragonair. Shows that you're doing a great job of training her. You've got a knack for this, eh?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Imima, meanwhile, is blowing up the sandcastle that so offended her master. Ignore the bursts of cannonfire in the background. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cannonfire is something Fuki's used to hearing, so Imima doesn't get paid any attention to, but when Ria's spoken to directly, she gives a brief nod, &lt;She's been diligent in training, and we have had a few real battles too.&gt; she comments, making a happy noise when she's rubbed under the chin. Fuki gives a brief chuckle and squeaks as the arm goes around her waist. This is ok. This is very ok.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'm still not as great as you, Lute." she comments, "But I am trying, and my time with my former pets has helped." she nods, "Oh, I wanted to show you something, Lute. Ria's not my only one anymore." she grins, pointing down to the obi and the four other Pokeballs upon it, one looks different, an Ultra Ball. "That one was a bit stubborn..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lute nods, grinning, "Well. I had little doubt she'd be a good trainer. Fuki is the type who is really good at everything she does." Slowly, he takes the hand off of the Dragonair's chin, leaning against Fuki. And then, the motion to the Pokeballs on her. He blinks, smiling, looking at Fuki. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "...Well. You /are/ becoming a full out Pokemon Trainer, eh? What sort of team have you gotten so far? I'd be interested in seeing. Plus, heck. We should have a battle sometime, too. Maybe with stakes, to make it interesting?" <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Well, I'm not good at EVERYTHING... I still have my limits and failings, just like everyone else, Lute." though, being put on a pedistal like that does bring the Shinki-Person into a big smile. Then the whole comment about a trainer and she pulls out her license. "I'm an official trainer too." oh her team? "Well, if you want to see everyone, then..." she pulls out each ball and tosses them in the air, "Come on out!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Four smaller Pokemon fill out the area: A Deino, Bagon, Gible and a Goomy. "They've only recently been caught so they're still there." she chuckles, "But, I wouldn't mind... a battle." a pause, "What kind of stakes? If it's another date, we don't have to worry about a battle."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The moment the Pokemon come out, Lute lets go of Fuki's waist. He kneels in front of them, to get closer to their level. It's a trick he's learned. People tend to be less intimidated at eye level. It works equally well for Pokemon, too. He smiles at all of them, keeping a pleasant tone to his voice. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hi. Fuki probably already mentioned me. But. I'm Logan Trieste. Code name, Lute. It's nice to meet all of you." He reaches forward to each of them, to pet them all in turn. He considers the types. The theme is obvious. The weakness is obvious, too. But... He'll avoid abusing that in the little spar. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He stands up again, stretching his arms a bit above his head, looking back at Fuki. "...Well. That was /one/ idea. Though I'm sure we could think of other stakes. Unless you have an idea?" <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Weaknesses and resists are something Fuki hasn't had to deal with yet. The keyword being YET. The small team of four look up at Lute, then back at Fuki, then back at Lute. &lt;We've heard of you.&gt; the Gible starts, giving a nod, &lt;Fuki says you're a good person.&gt; &lt;Very good.&gt; &lt;A dunce at times but cute.&gt; "Goomy!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fuki sighs a bit and looks between her Pokemon then back towards Lute. A grin comes across her face, "How about this, if you're serious... how about we choose an outfit for each other to wear. The loser has to wear it for a MONTH!" Fuki's got some silly ideas for this... and it'd be amusing to see Lute in a certain outfit she's seen in videos.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lute looks towards the Pokemon, considering. There are various options to deal with this weakness. But, for now? A simple idea comes to his head. He looks towarsd the group of Pokemon, smiling, "...I'm going to get you all some Yache Berries. Trust me. You'll like them." A minor thing, but it will help them resist the ice a /bit/ better. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then, Fuki. Hrm. Lute has lost bets like this before. A lot of bets like this. But, this situation? It's one where he has an advantage. His manly instincts come in. What sort of outfits /could/ he put her in...? ...can't be anything too bad. Nothing that would get in the way of her work. He rubs his chin a little, thinking. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "...Yeah. That's a fair deal. Done! We'll get this battle going soon enough, then." <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fuki tilts her head, "Yache berries?" she questions.. There's nothing equipped to her Pokemon, not even berries... "Well, okay." she smiles "If it'll help them, I know I'm not THAT advantaged... Master Trainer." she tries to inflate his ego a bit, after all, it's nice to see him fired up for it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Maybe we can go out on a bigger date after this, regardless of the outcome, huh Lute?" she smiled a bit, also pondering what outfits to shove Lute in...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lute's arm wraps around Fuki's waist, his hand draping over her hip. He looks at the Pokemon, pointing to each one. Each one, he speaks the type of, "Dragon, Dragon, Dragon, Dragon, Dragon/Ground. And a bunch of them will pick up the flying type if you evolve them. Types are important in raising Pokemon. Having a team of all one type isn't /bad/. But. You need to be careful, and prepare. Dragon types are weak to Ice. Flying is weak to Ice and Electric. The Yache Berries won't take away the /whole/ problem, but give them a diet that includes those, and they'll be able to stave off the cold a bit more. But, just train them in the cold more, and they'll learn to deal with it even better, too." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The offer of a bigger date? That gets a wide smile from Lute. He wraps both arms around Fuki, not caring abotu the audience of Pokemon. He leans in, closing his eyes. His head tilts just slightly, as he goes in for a deep kiss. He holds Fuki close, hugging her. After a moment, he breaks the kiss, smiling. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I'm fine with going on a bigger date~." <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"All Dragon type pokemon." she ponders and she keeps listening to the explinations, "But they're all cute." she retorts, only to give a brief nod, "So, invest in things to protect against ice type attacks." all of her dragon types look at Fuki with expectancy, nodding. Maybe.... just maybe... Fuki's in over her head with this one, oh well, it doesn't matter. She's true to her word and she'll keep to it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The /kiss/ however causes Fuki to blush furiously, her eyes closing a bit, moving to clench her hands down on Lute's side. She's enjoying it.. until the kiss breaks. "A..aah... y... yes, can we?" she smiled, that blush still upon her face... actually looking bashful... shy.. Totally unlike the ninja...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lute looks towards Fuki, a happy look on his face. Seeing her blushing, seeing her wanting more. That's something that thrills him. Despite all of the women he sees, despite his multiple girlfriends? He cherishes them all. He appreciates them all. The somewhat excitable Shinki, the hard worker who wants people to be impressed with her? He's gotten really attached to her. He's falling for her, just as she is falling for him. A hand lifts up, slowly moving through her hair. He leans forward, pressing his forehead against Fuki's own. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I'm willing to go on with this as long as you are. We're falling for eachother quite hard, aren't we?" <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fuki's not experienced actual love before but... this has given her a lot to think about. Fuki's human sized, is being treated like a person and well.. Fuki's happy. Fuki's definitely happy.. and she might... no she is falling for this human, this derpy, amazing human. The pokemon battle's been forgotten for now, with Fuki moving to cuddle up in close, giving a brief nod to Lute's question, "Mmhmm.."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She does look up, then towards her Pokemon, "Did... you want to do that battle today?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lute stays close to Fuki still, arms still wrapped around her. His breathing is slow and relaxed. His hands squeeze at Fuki, ruffling the fabric of her kimono. His body keeps pressed against her, even as he looks down at her, and listens. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "...A battle /could/ work today. But. I have one of my stronger sets of Pokemon on me, today. I'd probably wanna take it a /bit/ easier on you, hmm?" <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Stronger pokemon? Ria perks up, &lt;I want to try.&gt; she chirps out, giving a brief nod, the others go in and cheer on as Fuki just leans in more. "Mmm, they're... wanting to and I want to try myself. I can't get better as a trainer if I don't fight someone stronger than me." she comments, only pulling away after a brief moment, "All my girls, we're ready... We know some of what you use... but not everything."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I, The Dragon's Fury Tamer Fuki..." a pause, her Pokemon look at her curiously then jump right in front, "Maybe that's just going slightly overboard with it, so... want to have a tussle, Pokemon Master Lute?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Before parting with her, Lute leans in to kiss Fuki on the forehead. He steps back, walking away from her. His labcoat blows in the wind, just slightly. He reaches into his pocket, pulling out a Pokeball. He bites his lip a little, still looking away from Fuki. His own current team... Gardevoir, Giratina, Registeel, Tentacruel, Arcanine, and Raichu. Half of his team might be able to sweep Fuki's team. It's still good to show her exactly how far she has to go. ...But he doesn't want to completely crush her. This choice... /should/ be good for that. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Go! Raichu!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He turns around, opening up the Pokeball dramatically. The large mouse Pokemon appears on the sand, landing as he appears and leaving an imprint on the beach. He clenches his fists, smiling forward towards the group of Dragon Pokemon before him. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Make the first move, Fuki." <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'Make the first move' ... Oh man. Fuki points her pokedex at the Raichu and listens, tilting her head. Well, there's one thing, it's an electric type. She taps her foot and pats Ria on the head before she nods, "Gible, get out there! I know some basic resistances, Gible should be able to take on your Raichu's electric attacks without issue!" Fuki looks confident in herself right now, "Alright Gible!" the Gible pops up and smiles, readying.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And Fuki pauses... wait, what ... oh! "Gible, charge at it, use Dragon Claw!" The Gible nods and starts rushing down towards the Raichu, only to hop in the air and bring down a glowing set of claws towards the Raichu, swiping here and there, trying to go at it. "Come on, Gible, hit it...!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She looks back at her pokedex... and ponders, what next...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Double Team!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A confident smile is on Lute's face. He's trying not to look too cocky. He doesn't want to make this seem too easy. But... He has so many strategies. So many ideas of how to beat them all. He'll play the fine line, here, though. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Double Team! Quick Attack!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There is a sudden flash from Raichu, a quick sudden movement. For a moment, it seems as if there are three of the Pokemon there at once, lined up in a row. As the Gible moves in, the copy of the Raichu vanishes. It's true spot? The one on the right. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Then, with a quick set of footwork, the Raichu runs forward at high speeds. It's making a quick tackle attack at the Gible, trying to slam into it with all of its might. Lute, meanwhile, bites his lip. He wanted to give some advice, but... Would that be taken poorly? <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Oh screw it. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Use it's ground based attacks. Quick Pokemon like Raichu and Pikachu can be hard to hit! Wide-range attacks can be good as well!" <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wait... double team?! Fuki shakes her head, steeling herself, okay, so... what does that do. No time to think so she puts the pokedex into her kimono and nods as the Gible takes the quick attack and tumbles to the ground, only to jump back up and hop up... &lt;I'm okay! I'm okay!&gt; Fuki gives a sigh and a nod, "Alright! Come on, Gible, let's speed this up." she paces a bit and looks around, frowning.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then Lute gives her a hint...ground attacks? She looks at the Gible and nods, alright, "Gible, go underground!" she smiles, "Now.... Dig! Dig and dig and dig and dig!" The gible starts to make a hole in the ground and starts digging around, looking for a good place to strike. "This is a ground attack, isn't it?" she questions, a bit... unsure.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The pokemon behind her watch in curiosity... how is Fuki going to handle a master trainer like this....<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Dig. That will be a harder thing for Lute to avoid. There are a number of options to try and avoid it, none of them ideal. Jumping at the right time will avoid the oncoming Gible. Double Team could work, but the copies don't send quite the same vibrations through the ground. Running rapidly would make it harder to predict, but that's a lot noisier and can be predicted. Lute bites his lip. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "...Agility!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The Raichu starts running around the battlefield, at a rapid speed. Lute smiles, looking at Fuki. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Good choice. Harder to predict when an opponent is underground. Some Pokemon can attack /while/ the digging is going on. Raichu doesn't have much options for that." A small, but honest, compliment. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Agility? What is this, a move for speed? Wait, that's exactly what it is. "Alright... and... come out now!" she shouts, the Gible bursting out of ground, hopefully where the Raichu was standing, but knowing her luck... "Quickly, go into Sand Tomb!" &lt;Alright!&gt; with this, sand starts to build up to reach out towards the Raichu. "Come on... come on...."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The compliment makes her blush briefly, only to continue back... "Gible, careful with the next one, be ready to dodge it!" she nods, the Gible looks hurt from that Quick Attack but... she holds steady. "Shall we, Lute?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The Raichu's fast movement can be hard to judge, but the sudden burst up still stops him in his tracks. He isn't hit, at least not directly. The Sand Tomb catches him off guard, the bursting wave of it covering the Raichu. It slows down in its movement, stuck in its place. Slowed down. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Raichu! Return!" Lute holds up the Pokeball, immediately pulling out another one. Opening it, another Pokemon appears in the Raichu's place. A large blue Pokemon, somewhat like a jellyfish. His Tentacruel. Lute flicks some of the hair out of his eye, smiling. "Good moves so far. Forcing a switch. But, this is where it's going to end up... a bit more in my favor." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Surf." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The body of the Tentacruel shakes, and suddenly, a massive wave of water errupts from him. It flies forward, rolling along the beach on the path to the Gible. Lute grimmaces a bit. He hope this isn't too overkill. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fuki bounces up and down as the Raichu's returned, "Yay, we did it, we got one!" she turns back to look at Lute... and then she sees the Tentacruel. "Oh." pause "Crap." she shakes her head and looks at the Gible, "Run, Gible!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then the Surf command is given and ... there's that water wave. "BRACE IT!" and as it crashes down, it engulfs the Gible who's in a defensive stance.. and soon, it washes up at Fuki's feet, unconcious. "I... I... okay... Gible, you did great, return..." she clicks her pokeball and retreats the Gible. "Alright, I don't think I have anything who can take on that Tentacruel..." Ria suddenly interposes herself between the Pokemon and her Trainer. &lt;My turn, Master.&gt; Fuki blinks, "I... okay. Go, Ria. You have a better shot at this, don't you..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She pauses, looking at the Tentacruel. "Okay... careful... wait, do this... Ria! Thunder Wave! Let's get the advantage right from the start!" with a glow of electric energy shooting off the horn of the Dragonair, it starts to float a bit just to make sure it can get the attack to land, the pulsating wave of thunder spiraling out towards the Tentacruel, hoping to paralyze it."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A proud smile is on Lute's face. Fuki is stressing out. But, she is figuring out the best strategy. The Thunderwave strikes true, causing paralyzation throughout the Tentacruel's body. It sits there, twitching a bit. Lute nods, smiling. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Yeah. Non-damaging. But. Useful. You've got a sitting duck of a target, now. But. He's not down for the count, quite yet! Tentacruel! Ice Beam!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The red gemstone on the Tentacruel's head glows, a soft-blue color around it. Suddenly, a chill in the air. And then, a giant burst of ice. A straight-forward beam, aimed towards the Dragonair. The Dragonair does have some agility, though. Some advantage there. But if it hits... It won't be good. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Think, Fuki, think, there's a sitting duck of a target there... and.. "Ok..." wait, Ice Beam? "AAAA! Ria! Dodge to the left! Retaliate with Thunderbolt!" she shouts, the reaction speed is there, the agile little snake-dragon ducking out of the way to the left, barely grazin that beam of ice that sends a shiver through her. &lt;Close... but here!&gt; and true to her word, a bigger bolt of lightning is sent from the dragon-type right towards the water type!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I've been learning how to use technical machines, I only have a few but..." she grins, a bit of a proud moment, but it probably won't last too much longer... it's still a pokemon wielded by an expert... she's just... getting lucky it might be.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There is still a proud look on Lute's face. Fuki is doing well. Or at least, well enough. He nods a little bit, crossing his arms for a moment. The lightning strikes the paralyzed Tentacruel. Though it could keep fighting, and could probably win? Lute knows it'd be a safer bet to switch. And it's time to show the length that Fuki still has to go. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Tentacruel! Return! Go! Gardevoir!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The Gardevoir appears, the feminine-looking male Pokemon appearing. It floats on the battlefield, glancing towards the Dragonair. This... Is not a good matchup for Ria, at all. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Dazzling Gleam!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The Gardevoir lifts its hand. Suddenly, a gigantic brilliant burst of light, aimed straight towards the Dragonair. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fuki grins, hearing the word return... but when Gardevoir is stated... she blinks, it's a Psychic type... against a Dragon? Something isn't adding up here. "Careful Ria. We don't know what that can do..." Ria looks a bit shaky, something about this doesn't set well with Ria at all. Not all all. And she's about to find out why.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Dazzling Gleam?" she tilts her head... "Ria, umm.. Try enduring it!" Ria starts curling up into a tight ball, but the brilliant burst of light not only causes all of her team to turn away, it also has Fuki turning away from it as well. "Hold on Ria... just hold on..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ria's trying to hold on against that blast of amazing light... but it's too much for the Dragonair and she falls, making a loud thunk against the ground and kicking up sand with it. "RIA!" comes a shouted cry, Fuki rushing over towards Ria... "Ria... Ria... are you okay? What happened?! Ice was your only weakness!" she takes a look at the Gardevoir, then back at the Dragonair. "Ria... Return." the red light pulls the Dragonair back in... and then there were three.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Goomy, Bagon and Deino all walk towards Fuki, nuzzling at her legs... &lt;Fuki?&gt; &lt;Master?&gt; &lt;Get up, Master...&gt; "Ria was defeated. She was my strongest." &lt;Master... get up. You still have us.&gt; &lt;That Gardevoir has nothing on us.&gt; Fuki's shaking her head and soon stands up a bit. "Bagon." &lt;Yes?&gt; "Go. Get in there." &lt;Right away.&gt;<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Bagon knows it's outclassed and yet, it stands in front of Fuki and the others. "Crunch." The Bagon starts running down, only leaping to try and take a big ol' hard BITE out of the Gardevoir... but a semi-trained Bagon versus a fully trained Gardevoir... this might not end well.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The Gardevoir lifts its hand on instinct. A barrier forms in front of it. It doesn't do much to stop the approaching Bagon, but the barrier slows it down. The bite strikes the Gardevoir, the Gardevoir holding its arm out to block. Lute smiles a bit, but looking a little bit sad. This... Yeah. Fuki has some steps to go. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He has been silent as she talked to her Pokemon. But, all of them together... Well. They might lose today, but htat bond will help her go forward. Lute gives a look of slight pity to the Bagon, and then to Fuki. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Gardevoir. A Psychic Fairy Pokemon. Fairy is super effective against dragons. And... Resistant to Dark." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Disarming Voice." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The Gardevoir opens its mouth, a melodic sound coming out. Bursts of energy comes out as it sings. The energy flies towards the Bagon, this Fairy-Type attack holding a surprising punch to it. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Resistant to dark type? Fuki frowns and drops to her knees as the Bagon's attack is blocked AND it's dealt with from the vocal song from the Gardevoir knocking out the Bagon. She looks between her others and shakes her head... that Gardevoir won't fall to any of hers. Alright. "Bagon, return. I surrender..." she comments, a frown upon her face, "I thought... I could at least try to be somewhat there, but..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She sighs and clutches Ria's pokeball tightly, "I'm sorry, Ria... I let you down..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lute walks forward slowly. He kneels down in front of her. He takes a brief moment to return his own Gardevoir. His arms move to drape around Fuki's head, to hold her head to his chest. He rests his head on the top of her head, breathing slowly. "Well. Remember. I have been doing this for /years/. You only started. For this stage of your journey? You did great. Most trainers won't have a single evolved Pokemon at this point. Many wouldn't even have more than one or two Pokemon caught. You're doing wonderfully." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He pulls back a bit, just so he cna look into Fuki's eyes. "And I'll help you every step of the way." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With that, he leans forward to kiss Fuki, upon her lips. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She takes the brief time to recall the rest of her team and gasps a bit as she's tugged close. "I'm... I'm sorry. You know... I have a fear of failing. After that time with Master..." she curls up in, "I'm trying... I am trying to do my best so I don't let another person down..." a look up, "I'm trying not to let you down... one of the derpiest people I know... and I'm fearing letting you down."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She sniffles, listening... she smiles briefly but he's getting closer... and closer... and she just let's it happen, keeping it held there for a while, eyes closing. "Mmm... Lute..." she gives a soft sigh, pulling back, "So, I lost. You won... so.. what am I going to be wearing for the next month?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:188|Lute (188)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lute doesn't quite let Fuki retreat, doesn't quite let her pull back. Instead, he wraps his arms around her, and pulls her. He tugs her onto him, while he lays back, upon the sand. He strokes his fingers through her hair, quietly looking towards the sky. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Don't worry. You haven't let me down, and you won't. But... As for our deal..." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A slight pause. He reaches into his pocket, and pulls out a phone. Scrolling through pictures, he holds up an image to Fuki. Of the Gym Leader, Skyla. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "...How about something like this, in purple?" <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:211|Fuki (211)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fuki squeaks as she's not allowed to retreat, giving only a slight nod before letting herself rest upon the trainer, head against head... facing away from the sand. "I haven't? Even if I've not performed well?" she gives a small look over, when he mentioned the deal, then looks at the outfit.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It shows quite a bit of skin.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"One month to wear that? Alright, I'll see about getting a tailor to make it. A deal is a deal, would be quite rude to say no~"<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The last time Hoshi remembers bringing Nagato to Alberichstadt, it had been cold and snowy. Most of the city and the forest outside were covered in white. Now, spring was on the way... and while the night air is still chilly, the snow has melted away into small patches, and the world around is budding to release new life for the year. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Considering recent events, the contrast is glaring. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The teenager lead Nagato along the streets of the Alberichstadt suburbs after about an hour of walking from the warpgate; most of the time is spent quiet. The words they had weren't really meant to be said out into the world, where it might feel like their inner selves would carry on forever. Better that they kept it quiet, shared in a place of comfort. At last, Hoshi leads them towards her door and opens it quickly with her key. She goes in first and ditches her shoes. She also gets to tell her parents very quietly that something terrible had happened, and that Nagato was going to stay the night. They seem rather perturbed, but the dead tired look on Hoshi's face has them holding back their questions. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'll bring some of the extra pillows and a blanket, then," Mrs. Amakasu said with some forced cheer. Mr. Amakasu is watching his daughter with some concern. "At my daughter's request, I won't pry..." He says. "I trust that you will have the proper respect for our home, Admiral&gt;"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For some reason, what her dad says makes Hoshi bristle and nod to him stiffly, before turning around to Nagato. "We have a guest room. Probably where you want to spend the night. We can hang out in either that or my room... whatever you feel more comfortable with, Admiral."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After a quick deposit of her equipment back at Hikari, she walks with Hoshi along the streets. That hour of walking, silence permeating the tired women. The snowy Alberichstadt that she saw the last time is different than tonight, the cold air still there but with the incoming spring... it's a different sight than what she is used to seeing. Maybe this is why she's still looking towards the ground as she follows along.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's still in her normal outfit, making her way up the steps. She's probably taller than Mr. Amakasu, but she gives a brief nod. "I will, sir." she responds, her demeanor still professional. "I am but a guest in your home. I apologize for the short notice for the need of accomidation." she gives a practiced, formal bow towards the parents.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Upon being granted entrance, she turns towards Ms. Amakasu, "It's appreciated, ma'am." and with that, she heads off towards the guest room, "Amakasu, the guest room will be ok." she places a hand upon Hoshi's shoulder and heads off towards that guest room. Though, she turns back towards the adults, "I have brought some tea, would it be permissible to have use of a heating implement for some hot water?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi ends up fielding that request, turning to her mom. "I'll grab the blankets and pillow, so please take care of the kettle. I'll come down and get it when it's ready." She turns around again so she can direct Nagato. "It's the second door on the right." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's actually quite a nice home. The stairs are fairly wide, the carpet is all nice and snug. The guest room in particular is admittedly kind of bare, with only a bed and a desk, but it /does/ have it's own bathroom. So that's nice. It's also got enough fancy-looking little doodads that it's not completely boring. Plus, the bed does feel pretty comfortable, if missing a blanket and a pillow. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That's where Hoshi comes in! Literally, in this case. She pops the door open and hauls in a blanket and comforter, as well as a thick, squishy pillow. She ends up having to kind of kick the door behind her before going to the bed and just... flopping on it with everything in her arms. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's nice to lay down," comes her muffled voice. "Almost wish sometimes I never had to leave bed." Eventually, she turns on her side to look at the Admiral and ask hesitantly, "How... are you feeling?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The house does look quite nice, then again, anything more than her barracks looks quite nice. "You live in a nice place, Amakasu..." she whispers, looking around the house as she makes her way to the room. Her steps are heavy and paced, and Nagato's face does look like something is bothering her, even if she's trying to hide it. She does, once she enters the room, head towards the window, staring out it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The room, even simple, still feels better than the barracks at the moment. And when Hoshi comes in, she turns around and watches the girl drop the stuff... and her... on the bed. The door is closed and she lets herself chuckle.. if only for a moment. "If only, right?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns back towards the window, giving a sigh as the question is asked. In a possibly obvious lie, Nagato answers. "I'm holding up." a pause, "I did what I had to do as Admiral."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I think I'd wind up getting bored," Hoshi admits with a wry little smile. "Can you see me actually stopping my workouts and training? I'd go crazy." Even all the depression she'd had after her move and finding out about the Forest, she still couldn't make herself stop. Still... Hoshi may not be really bright, but she's also spent a lot of time with Nagato, just the two of them. She thinks she's starting to pick up on the Admiral's mannerisms. There was a haunted look to her eye. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yeah... it didn't fly. Hoshi frowns a bit and sits up on her knees. "I know, Nagato. We all know that too. Even the ones who don't want to admit it. We're alone here. You don't... have to feel like you have to hide anything. Let's promise to be honest with each other... okay?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gets down to her knees, facing Hoshi. In her eyes, it's a look that Nagato has not shown, a look of regret, a look of sorrow. There's tears coming in those eyes. They were alone and the fleet would not see Nagato in a time of weakness. She was supposed to be a beacon of strength, ones people could confide in and trust... and here... she was just another person, even if Hoshi's parents called her Admiral. But Hoshi was here, not saying Admiral, just treating her like another person.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ama..." she shakes her head, "Hoshi." she chokes up... "I gave the order... and two girls sank." she clutches her hands into her knees, trembling a bit. "Isuzu's sister ship was there, Natori. She was with Kuma." the trembling becomes more apparent, Nagato's fighting something back, "And Yuna. She... she went off to try and sacrifice herself for those two." Nagato's head falls to look at the ground, drops of water coming from her eyes crash into her legs, splashing around... "And I gave you the order to continue on into that mess...""<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi winces visibly when the memory is brought up. So fresh, she can still remember the flames and the explosions. Watching two girls who had already sacrificed everything just to arrive where they were... disappear in the rising flames. Hoshi's eyes feel the sting of coming tears, and she moves across the bed to kneel down in front of Nagato and pull her into a tight hug. Even on her knees, she was still stupidly small in comparison, so she ends up resting her forehead on Nagato's neck. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The fact that Nagato was worried about her, of all people... the one who'd gotten away scott free, this time. She headbutts Nagato's collarbone very slightly. "Stupid... I came out fine, right?" Despite her attempt to force cheer, her voice is quickly breaking, and tears start falling in a steady trickle. Now it's starting to hit her. "Oh God... Kuma and Natori..." Kuma's bright, cheerful face appears in her mind's eye... and she loses it, sobbing quietly as she gripped Nagato as tightly as she could.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato reaches around, tugging the smaller girl closer. Hearing the sobbing come from Hoshi has the grown woman losing it as well, heavy sobbing coming from Nagato, tears flowing and dripping down to crash on Hoshi's back. The emotions in the room clearly on the destroyed side of the spectrum... "To have..." choke... "to have the fleet actively hate you for pushing them..." choke sniff... "It's... war... but I... " she doesn't say much more, just allowing herself to let her emotions free, for once in her entire life... she was going to show weakness, to show that even the stoic admiral had more emotions than 'flat'.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's tears do not stop, and more so, the holding onto Hoshi, even tugging her into her lap to hug even tighter. The first girl she entrusted the destroyer equipment to, the one who took to the fleet like she was always a part of it. "I'm sorry, Hoshi... I shouldn't have given you that order..." she cries out, this girl who trusted the Admiral to the fullest... and she betrayed it by sending her to that.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Much like Nagato, Hoshi was caught in that state of sorrow where it felt like it was crushing out everything else. The bleakness of it... the pain of losing friends who had once been right beside you just before the end came. It's not something that Hoshi has never experienced before. All of it leaves her unable to say anything, curling up in Nagato's lap when she's placed there to cry into Nagato's chest.. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi's arms tighten as much as they possibly could around the Admiral; maybe to make sure that she could never go anywhere, couldn't disappear like the other two girls had. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;From far away, the voice of Mrs. Amakasu came through the door. It was hard to hear, but it was probably a good indication that the kettle was done heating. It takes a few seconds for the thought to process through her grief-stricken mind, a clear note of logic that manages to clear at least some of the fog. "I'll, uh..." Sniff. "I'll go grab the, uh... W-water." She doesn't, for another ten seconds or so, as she tries to control her breathing. Then she's up and out to take advantage of this moment of calm. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Of course, her mom can easily tell that Hoshi's been crying... but Hoshi just shakes her head quietly. Mrs. Amakasu nods slowly and offers a tray holding a tea set. Hoshi takes it and goes back upstairs without a word to set the tray on the bed.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It felt like ages, the sorrow-filled embrace, the tears staining cloth from both sides, the embrace that could have lasted for centuries, to make sure neither one was to be the next one to leave... to sink... to dissapear. Nagato's arms slowly loosen, the voice of her Destroyer's parents calling out... she steels herself a bit, just enough to stop the flow of tears and to put on some semblence of her stoic face, even if that was a red tinted, obviously upset face.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a brief nod when Hoshi makes mention of the water... releasing her from the embrace and staying put on her knees. "Go on... I'll still be here." she whispers, as if giving the promise that she was never going to go away. "I'll... prepare you a good cup when you get back." she tries to manage a smile, only briefly getting one before she looks towards the moonlit window... waiting for Amakasu to get back from downstairs for the water.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Upon her return, she unhooks a small bag from the back of her belt and offers it forth... giving a slight nod, and keeping herself open in case Hoshi wanted to come back and visit round two for letting emotions finally go.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yeah... Hoshi's moment of composure didn't last very long when she made her way back. The tears were on her cheeks when she leans on the bed and gives a ragged sigh. It still hurt, of course. Everything felt so raw, even the soft blanket underneath her hand. "We... all made a choice to go. To join. To fight... I know that. We chose to fight, so we also chose that we might die. I understand that now. It's something you have to accept too, Nagato." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She pushes herself up and moves over to accept the tea bag - and indeed, go in for another hug. "Okay, Nagato? We chose. We're all... all of us are going to miss Kuma and Natori... so much. It hurts so bad... But it's what we chose. We wanted to do it... and we succeeded. Okay?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once she's sure that's firmly in Nagato's head, she moves to fill the tea set's strainer with Nagato's tea. In it goes into the teapot, and once it's spent some time steeping, she pours out a serving for both of them.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Neither did Nagato's. Tears continue down her face, clutching her hands back into fists.. "I know. We all had a choice." she comments, "They didn't have to follow my order... but they did. Even when it knew that they could sink." she gulps a bit, listening to Hoshi, but when she mentions they chose that they might die, she looks intently at Hoshi, a frown upon her face. "Knowing this... knowing what you saw, do you still wish to be under my command, Hoshi? You're still but a child and you're becoming embroiled in a war. You have your choices and yet, you stayed to fight alongside the Fleet and I."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato takes a heavy, deep inhale. "I accepted the consequences of my actions the moment I became Flagship for the girls." she hugs Hoshi a bit, not long so she can go fix the tea. "Kuma... may turn Abyssal... giving us the chance to rescue her again, but Natori..." she pauses... "I'm... not certain about Natori. Isuzu is not going to forgive me for this, and Akebono will never let me live this down."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Succeeded? Did they really? They lost two ships, and nearly lost a third, had Special Division Project equipment stolen... and the animosity of a few key members of the fleet... "We did succeed." she looks aside and uses the silence to think... "Kuma and Natori... the loss we've suffered won't be forgotten." she whispers, only going silent again once the tea is delivered, sipping just a bit. "This is Mutsu's favorite tea. Usually only the command ships are allowed to drink this..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns back to Hoshi, "Hoshi. Are you still okay with following me still?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's question--would she be willing to stay, and keep fighting? Keep killing? It earns a hollow, dry little chuckle. Her hands start shaking, though, and it takes a few deep breaths for her to speak. "I already was in the war... I was already fighting. I had to accept the fact that I would fight to survive the moment I went through the mirror. I've chosen everything that's lead up to this." Another deep breath, but it's bringing some color to her face at least. "I'm going to keep going because I feel like making sure people didn't have to go through what I did... what you have... what we have... is the right thing to do." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The fact that there's even any hope at all for Kuma's return is bright thing, even for how small it was. Hoshi offers Nagato her cup and takes a dip sniff of hers. "... My nose is stuffy," she grumbles. After taking a small sip, though, she smiles very slightly. "It's good... I'm sorry about Miss Akebeno and Miss Isuzu. They disagreed with you, but I think... this was best, in the end. Hopefully they'll see that. But I've... got your back, I promise." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Surprises abound. Hoshi looks down with shock. "Ehh?... Are you sure this is okay?" Blink. "Stupid question, I guess, but... I'm honored. Thank you." The teen gives a slow, firm nod. "Yeah. I'm still with you."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a brief nod, "You've been there, by my side... by the fleet's side. The command ships like you. This tea, I believe, is good for you to have as well." Nagato pauses, "Are you becoming ill if your nose is getting stuffy? This won't do... and... I believe Mrs Amakasu would not like it if you were sick because of my command." she takes a sip of the tea, listening and nodding... "Choices are what everyone has in the world... what we strive to give everyone."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns to look out the window, and in a light singing voice she starts... "Nakama ga shizumu sore mo tae, mata senjou he iku sore ga sadame to." she pauses just slightly, moving to rest a hand upon Hoshi's shoulder, "I'm... glad to have you at my side, Hoshi. You have the heart of a Battleship in the frame of a Destroyer. I'm sure... you'll go far once we can end this conflict with the Abyssals..." she pauses once more, "The right thing to do... I'm not sure Akebono or Isuzu will accept an apology." Akebono won't... that was an obvious thing there, "I can only move forward from here..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Maybe it was the tea that finally started letting her mind settle. Gentle notes of taste touching her tongue, clearing out her nose... A small smile comes to Hoshi's face. "I like them too. I'm glad to be helping. I'm not sick, I promise, just...crying things." Another sip brings warmth to her body, fitting in comfortably with the melody that Nagato sings into the night from the window. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The teen looks up when Nagato touches her shoulder, a small blush coming to her face with all of the praise. "I guess... I'm not sure I believe it sometimes. Not yet, anyway... Maybe soon." After taking another sip, she reaches out to touch Nagato's hand. "I... don't know either. But I guess it's their choice. Maybe they'll listen after a day or two... maybe not. But if need be, I'll talk to them myself." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Peeking at the clock, Hoshi sighs and rubs her cheeks. "It's late... We should go to sleep. Do you... I don't mind sleeping on the floor. If you don't want to be alone."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I will let them come to me." Nagato comments, feeling the hand upon her own and when the time was mentioned, it was getting pretty late... she gives a brief nod. "I..." she thinks a moment. Usually it was Tenryuu who played babysitter for the Destroyers, allowing them to stay in Tatsuta and Her room. But Nagato gives a light nod, "Please. The bed should be big enough to fit both of us on, I will not have you sleep on the uncomfortable floor." she looks back outside... back to the moon in the sky.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"If you'll forgive me a moment, I'll be up a while longer... I have a few things in my mind to go through before I turn in for the night. I shall sleep shortly..."<br> <br><br />
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|Char_id=680<br />
|Img=http://i.imgur.com/Ycd9cEE.jpg<br />
|FullName=Nagato<br />
|Gender=Female<br />
|Species=Shipgirl<br />
|Theme=Kantai Collection-1<br />
|Chartype=FC<br />
|Active=Active<br />
|Function=Capital Battleship<br />
|Faction=Union<br />
|Rank=A-Ally<br />
|Ranktype=Ally<br />
|Groups=<br />
|Quote=Don't make light of the 'Big Seven's' power!<br />
|PAge=30's<br />
|AAge=Unknown<br />
|Aging=No<br />
|Height=6'<br />
|Weight="Enough"<br />
|Hair=Brown<br />
|Eyes=Red<br />
|Voice=Sakura Ayane<br />
|Song=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjDfAgC35ro<br />
|Profile=Nagato is the pure spirit of a vessel that was much loved by her people, but eventually lost. A level-headed woman, calm and collected, and with a sympathetic ear for the troubles of others, Nagato has proven herself a natural-born leader who takes her subordinate's failings as faults upon herself. Though initially a member of the Abyssal Navy, she now pities their existence and seeks to liberate them -- one way or another. A member of the Big Seven, one of a group of warships with large 41 centimeter guns, Nagato leads her fleet from the front with her impressive firepower while shielding smaller vessels with armor that is not just for show. She also commands a small group of Fleet Daughters who report directly under her, the Northern Force.<br />
|Powers=Fleet Daughter: Nagato is one of the Fleet Daughters, a spirit of a sunken vessel given a physical form. She is capable of taking on armor and armaments that are fitting to those of old war ships such as turrets, torpedoes, and the like, and in addition, she is a lot tougher than a normal human being, capable of taking on direct hits from shells that would tear apart normal people. She is also capable of 'skating' upon the water, using armored boots with turbines upon the heel.<br />
|Skills=<br />
|Assets=Land Kit: This kit is one that Nagato uses on land, or on the water when she doesn't need the full bear of the warship she can call upon. Calling this kit, Nagato's body is armored and armed with weaponry resembling that of her ship-self, including the four main turrets and various smaller turrets on the armor, with their positioning enabling full-on four turret strikes. This kit's best used on land; however, it is capable of allowing Nagato to 'skate' on the surface of any body of water at a fast rate of speed.<br />
<br />
Ocean Kit: When Nagato needs to, or if the situation is dire, Nagato can call upon her former body and manifest the entirety of the Nagato-class Battleship into reality around her. She does have to be careful with this, as the emergence of the full ship can be quite destructive. This Ocean kit becomes her entire body, and all of her senses are heightened as if the ship had a full crew stationed on her, which also includes radar control. Her physical being is still on board, hidden away in a compartment and in an unconscious state as she controls the full ship. In addition to utilizing all the shipboard weaponry and navigational tools, she's capable of fighting larger foes than would be possible in her Land Kit. While she can do this anywhere, if she does this while on land, she will be unable to move until she shifts back. Also, as expected, she becomes quite large and easier for smaller foes to fight her. This kit is the answer to the Abyssal Navy's Goliath forms.<br />
<br />
Hikari Sea Port: The Hikari Sea Port in Japan is the Fleet Daughters' main base where Nagato and the rest of the crew rest, relax, and plan their next sortie. This place is equipped with everything that's needed for the Fleet Daughters, including repair stations, refueling and rearming docks, radars, and its own coastal defense system.<br />
<br />
Modified Equipment: The Hikari Sea Port additionally has modified equipment for non-Fleet Daughters to use. See +theme/powers Kantai Collection - 1 for the entry and +info Nagato/Equipment for the Equipment List.<br />
|NPCs=Northern Force Fleet: This is Nagato's personal fleet unit. It consists of other Fleet Daughters in the form of two destroyers, a light cruiser, a heavy cruiser, and a light aircraft carrier. While they can sortie without Nagato, if the entire fleet is together, their teamwork makes the fleet stronger than the sum of its parts. (When the entire fleet is together with Nagato, they are PL 34.)<br />
<br />
Destroyers: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the destroyers out in the field for scene use only. They're capable of quick hit-and-run strikes, but are lightly-armed and armored. They're intended to assist with anti-air and anti-submarine attacks, and their best anti-ship weapons are their torpedoes. (Destroyer PL 28)<br />
<br />
Light Cruiser: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the light cruisers available out into the field for scene use only. They're best for Anti-ship Capabilities and some are armed with Type 93 "Long Lance" Oxygen Torpedoes. (PL 30)<br />
<br />
Heavy Cruiser: Atago, an anti-ship heavy cruiser and Nagato's personal secretary. Her 20.3cm twin gun mounts are more suited for shelling heavier targets from a long distance, and her specialized recon seaplanes let her scout out the fields ahead. (Atago is PL 32.)<br />
<br />
Light Aircraft Carrier: Ryuujou, an aircraft specialist. Stocked to the brim with various types of planes, she can equip herself to carry torpedo bombers, dive bombers, fighters and scout planes. (Ryuujou is PL 30.)<br />
<br />
Akashi: While not part of Nagato's personal fleet, Akashi is the Repair Ship for Hikari Sea Port. Tasked with repairing and upgrading the equipment for the girls, she's also responsible for the Modified Equipment for the Non-Fleet Daughters. (Non Combat NPC)<br />
<br />
Fleet: Aside from the immediate Northern Force Fleet, Nagato has command over the entire base's fleet and will send them off to assist the other Fleet Daughters as needed, primarily to provide supporting fire if needed. The girls under Nagato's command range from Submarines to Battleships with the majority being Destroyers and Cruisers. (NPC's range from 26-32, scene use only, no major radio contact)<br />
|Disadvantages=Abyssal Heritage: Nagato, before her rise as a flagship for the Fleet Daughters, used to be an Abyssal Ru-class Flagship. She still has the knowledge and the memories of that part of her life, and it is something she regrets. Those who find this out can exploit it to their benefit, turning her reputation or making people doubt her.<br />
<br />
Mother Matron: Nagato and her compatriot Musashi are responsible for the Fleet Daughters, and everything the Fleet Daughters do is reflected back upon the pair, good or bad. As a result, Nagato strives to make the fleet better, even if she has to field herself with them. Additionally, she'll throw herself in harm's way to protect those she considers under her care. Returning her fleet to port undamaged is another mark of strong leadership that she strives toward.<br />
<br />
Divided We Fall: Nagato's personal fleet acts most effectively as a unified team. If one member is isolated or exclusively targeted, they can be neutralized with relative ease, and each member so affected significantly reduces the overall power of the team as a whole. Divide-and-conquer tactics can reduce this powerful unit to a collection of weak individuals if not countered swiftly and decisively.<br />
<br />
Repair Times: As expected when she, or the other Fleet Daughters, are fighting, they'll get damaged. This damage, however, isn't normally reparable by magic or medicine. She has to return to the Hikari Sea Port and take in specially prepared oils and minerals to repair the damage to herself and her equipment due to the unique way the Daughters are. In addition, resupplying takes in resources such as fuel and ammunition that is shared between all the Fleet Daughters.<br />
}}<br />
== Members of the 1st Northern Force ==<br />
<br />
=== Nagato ===<br />
* Nagato-class battleship, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/YsAKDkz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/VtjQmQy.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Leader of the entire Fleet Daughters, capable of command of multiple fleets and organized expeditions.<br />
** - She's able to interpose herself to protect her fleet.<br />
** - Long range radar to provide battlefield command.<br />
** - Heavy shelling power and a versatile fleet and armored to take a beating.<br />
* Personality<br />
** - The fleet's mother, a mama bear like person. Will do anything to keep her girls safe.<br />
** - Inquisitive and has a capacity to learn new things.<br />
** - Takes a 'big sister' approach to Fleet's concerns and treats those outside her fleet as her fleet.<br />
** - Strong willed and outspoken.<br />
** - Compassionate, wishes for a better life for the Abyssal Fleet.<br />
** - Stoic.<br />
** - Loves cats...<br />
** - Enjoys playing ALO as Tana.<br />
<br />
=== Tana ===<br />
* Player Character of Nagato. [http://puu.sh/mwqLC/471484a947.jpg <img src=http://puu.sh/o9hiu/fe9395c67c.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Free Flight without Assist Controller<br />
** - Great Axe Skill - 250/1000<br />
** - One Hand Axe Skill - 0/1000<br />
** - Light Metal Equipment - 200/1000<br />
** - Heavy Metal Equipment - 0/1000<br />
** - Battle Cry - 0/1000<br />
** - Fighting Spirit - 0/1000<br />
** - Taunt - 0/1000<br />
** - Fire Magic - 150/1000<br />
** - Earth Magic - 300/1000<br />
** - Beast Taming - 0/1000<br />
**<br />
** - Great Axe skills known: Whirlwind, Violent Spike.<br />
** - Axe Skills known: None<br />
** - Partners: Amakasu (Salamander), Hogan (Puca), Mistral (Sylph).<br />
<br />
=== Atago ===<br />
* Takao-class heavy cruiser [http://i.imgur.com/WhdlKiz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/CNq9Poz.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - PAN PAKA PAN~! BANZAI!<br />
** - Equipped with 61cm Torpedo Tubes, 20.3cm main naval cannons, and 10cm anti-aircraft guns.<br />
** - Quick for a heavy cruiser, topping at 35 knots<br />
** - Very high resistance to becoming Abyssal herself due to loyalty to Nagato.<br />
* Personality<br />
** - Very, very cheerful.<br />
** - Loyal to Nagato and will never leave her side.<br />
** - Nagato's intermediary, always gives Nagato the messages left.<br />
** - PAN PAKA PAAAAN~<br />
<br />
=== Ryuujou ===<br />
* Ryuujou-class light aircraft carrier, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/BSv4WTX.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/yn5lvw8.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Long range attacks with summoned Shikigami Planes.<br />
** - Can vary her load out to attack different sea-bearing targets from submarines to other surface vessels.<br />
** - Is also capable of making bombing attacks on installations.<br />
** - Distinctive Silhouette<br />
* Personality<br />
** - Very cheerful and a bit child-like.<br />
** - Strives to be like Akagi and Kaga and eventually surpass them, even if she knows she can't.<br />
** - Still new to being flagship, she does falter when she has to lead.<br />
** - Doesn't usually have a care in the world.</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Nagato&diff=13082Nagato2016-04-07T08:53:52Z<p>Fuki: /* Tana */</p>
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<div>{{CharacterNew<br />
|NameOnMUSH=Nagato<br />
|Color=#0099FF<br />
|Char_id=680<br />
|Img=http://i.imgur.com/Ycd9cEE.jpg<br />
|FullName=Nagato<br />
|Gender=Female<br />
|Species=Shipgirl<br />
|Theme=Kantai Collection-1<br />
|Chartype=FC<br />
|Active=Active<br />
|Function=Capital Battleship<br />
|Faction=Union<br />
|Rank=A-Ally<br />
|Ranktype=Ally<br />
|Groups=<br />
|Quote=Don't make light of the 'Big Seven's' power!<br />
|PAge=30's<br />
|AAge=Unknown<br />
|Aging=No<br />
|Height=6'<br />
|Weight="Enough"<br />
|Hair=Brown<br />
|Eyes=Red<br />
|Voice=Sakura Ayane<br />
|Song=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjDfAgC35ro<br />
|Profile=Nagato is the pure spirit of a vessel that was much loved by her people, but eventually lost. A level-headed woman, calm and collected, and with a sympathetic ear for the troubles of others, Nagato has proven herself a natural-born leader who takes her subordinate's failings as faults upon herself. Though initially a member of the Abyssal Navy, she now pities their existence and seeks to liberate them -- one way or another. A member of the Big Seven, one of a group of warships with large 41 centimeter guns, Nagato leads her fleet from the front with her impressive firepower while shielding smaller vessels with armor that is not just for show. She also commands a small group of Fleet Daughters who report directly under her, the Northern Force.<br />
|Powers=Fleet Daughter: Nagato is one of the Fleet Daughters, a spirit of a sunken vessel given a physical form. She is capable of taking on armor and armaments that are fitting to those of old war ships such as turrets, torpedoes, and the like, and in addition, she is a lot tougher than a normal human being, capable of taking on direct hits from shells that would tear apart normal people. She is also capable of 'skating' upon the water, using armored boots with turbines upon the heel.<br />
|Skills=<br />
|Assets=Land Kit: This kit is one that Nagato uses on land, or on the water when she doesn't need the full bear of the warship she can call upon. Calling this kit, Nagato's body is armored and armed with weaponry resembling that of her ship-self, including the four main turrets and various smaller turrets on the armor, with their positioning enabling full-on four turret strikes. This kit's best used on land; however, it is capable of allowing Nagato to 'skate' on the surface of any body of water at a fast rate of speed.<br />
<br />
Ocean Kit: When Nagato needs to, or if the situation is dire, Nagato can call upon her former body and manifest the entirety of the Nagato-class Battleship into reality around her. She does have to be careful with this, as the emergence of the full ship can be quite destructive. This Ocean kit becomes her entire body, and all of her senses are heightened as if the ship had a full crew stationed on her, which also includes radar control. Her physical being is still on board, hidden away in a compartment and in an unconscious state as she controls the full ship. In addition to utilizing all the shipboard weaponry and navigational tools, she's capable of fighting larger foes than would be possible in her Land Kit. While she can do this anywhere, if she does this while on land, she will be unable to move until she shifts back. Also, as expected, she becomes quite large and easier for smaller foes to fight her. This kit is the answer to the Abyssal Navy's Goliath forms.<br />
<br />
Hikari Sea Port: The Hikari Sea Port in Japan is the Fleet Daughters' main base where Nagato and the rest of the crew rest, relax, and plan their next sortie. This place is equipped with everything that's needed for the Fleet Daughters, including repair stations, refueling and rearming docks, radars, and its own coastal defense system.<br />
<br />
Modified Equipment: The Hikari Sea Port additionally has modified equipment for non-Fleet Daughters to use. See +theme/powers Kantai Collection - 1 for the entry and +info Nagato/Equipment for the Equipment List.<br />
|NPCs=Northern Force Fleet: This is Nagato's personal fleet unit. It consists of other Fleet Daughters in the form of two destroyers, a light cruiser, a heavy cruiser, and a light aircraft carrier. While they can sortie without Nagato, if the entire fleet is together, their teamwork makes the fleet stronger than the sum of its parts. (When the entire fleet is together with Nagato, they are PL 34.)<br />
<br />
Destroyers: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the destroyers out in the field for scene use only. They're capable of quick hit-and-run strikes, but are lightly-armed and armored. They're intended to assist with anti-air and anti-submarine attacks, and their best anti-ship weapons are their torpedoes. (Destroyer PL 28)<br />
<br />
Light Cruiser: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the light cruisers available out into the field for scene use only. They're best for Anti-ship Capabilities and some are armed with Type 93 "Long Lance" Oxygen Torpedoes. (PL 30)<br />
<br />
Heavy Cruiser: Atago, an anti-ship heavy cruiser and Nagato's personal secretary. Her 20.3cm twin gun mounts are more suited for shelling heavier targets from a long distance, and her specialized recon seaplanes let her scout out the fields ahead. (Atago is PL 32.)<br />
<br />
Light Aircraft Carrier: Ryuujou, an aircraft specialist. Stocked to the brim with various types of planes, she can equip herself to carry torpedo bombers, dive bombers, fighters and scout planes. (Ryuujou is PL 30.)<br />
<br />
Akashi: While not part of Nagato's personal fleet, Akashi is the Repair Ship for Hikari Sea Port. Tasked with repairing and upgrading the equipment for the girls, she's also responsible for the Modified Equipment for the Non-Fleet Daughters. (Non Combat NPC)<br />
<br />
Fleet: Aside from the immediate Northern Force Fleet, Nagato has command over the entire base's fleet and will send them off to assist the other Fleet Daughters as needed, primarily to provide supporting fire if needed. The girls under Nagato's command range from Submarines to Battleships with the majority being Destroyers and Cruisers. (NPC's range from 26-32, scene use only, no major radio contact)<br />
|Disadvantages=Abyssal Heritage: Nagato, before her rise as a flagship for the Fleet Daughters, used to be an Abyssal Ru-class Flagship. She still has the knowledge and the memories of that part of her life, and it is something she regrets. Those who find this out can exploit it to their benefit, turning her reputation or making people doubt her.<br />
<br />
Mother Matron: Nagato and her compatriot Musashi are responsible for the Fleet Daughters, and everything the Fleet Daughters do is reflected back upon the pair, good or bad. As a result, Nagato strives to make the fleet better, even if she has to field herself with them. Additionally, she'll throw herself in harm's way to protect those she considers under her care. Returning her fleet to port undamaged is another mark of strong leadership that she strives toward.<br />
<br />
Divided We Fall: Nagato's personal fleet acts most effectively as a unified team. If one member is isolated or exclusively targeted, they can be neutralized with relative ease, and each member so affected significantly reduces the overall power of the team as a whole. Divide-and-conquer tactics can reduce this powerful unit to a collection of weak individuals if not countered swiftly and decisively.<br />
<br />
Repair Times: As expected when she, or the other Fleet Daughters, are fighting, they'll get damaged. This damage, however, isn't normally reparable by magic or medicine. She has to return to the Hikari Sea Port and take in specially prepared oils and minerals to repair the damage to herself and her equipment due to the unique way the Daughters are. In addition, resupplying takes in resources such as fuel and ammunition that is shared between all the Fleet Daughters.<br />
}}<br />
== Members of the 1st Northern Force ==<br />
<br />
=== Nagato ===<br />
* Nagato-class battleship, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/YsAKDkz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/VtjQmQy.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Leader of the entire Fleet Daughters, capable of command of multiple fleets and organized expeditions.<br />
** - She's able to interpose herself to protect her fleet.<br />
** - Long range radar to provide battlefield command.<br />
** - Heavy shelling power and a versatile fleet and armored to take a beating.<br />
* Personality<br />
** - The fleet's mother, a mama bear like person. Will do anything to keep her girls safe.<br />
** - Inquisitive and has a capacity to learn new things.<br />
** - Takes a 'big sister' approach to Fleet's concerns and treats those outside her fleet as her fleet.<br />
** - Strong willed and outspoken.<br />
** - Compassionate, wishes for a better life for the Abyssal Fleet.<br />
** - Stoic.<br />
** - Loves cats...<br />
** - Enjoys playing ALO as Tana.<br />
<br />
=== Tana ===<br />
* Player Character of Nagato. [http://puu.sh/mwqLC/471484a947.jpg <img src=http://puu.sh/o9hiu/fe9395c67c.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Free Flight without Assist Controller<br />
** - Great Axe Skill - 250/1000<br />
** - Light Metal Equipment - 200/1000<br />
** - Fire Magic - 150/1000<br />
** - Earth Magic - 300/1000<br />
** - Beast Taming - 0/1000<br />
** - Great Axe skills known: Whirlwind, Violent Spike.<br />
** - Partners: Amakasu (Salamander), Hogan (Puca), Mistral (Sylph).<br />
<br />
=== Atago ===<br />
* Takao-class heavy cruiser [http://i.imgur.com/WhdlKiz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/CNq9Poz.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - PAN PAKA PAN~! BANZAI!<br />
** - Equipped with 61cm Torpedo Tubes, 20.3cm main naval cannons, and 10cm anti-aircraft guns.<br />
** - Quick for a heavy cruiser, topping at 35 knots<br />
** - Very high resistance to becoming Abyssal herself due to loyalty to Nagato.<br />
* Personality<br />
** - Very, very cheerful.<br />
** - Loyal to Nagato and will never leave her side.<br />
** - Nagato's intermediary, always gives Nagato the messages left.<br />
** - PAN PAKA PAAAAN~<br />
<br />
=== Ryuujou ===<br />
* Ryuujou-class light aircraft carrier, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/BSv4WTX.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/yn5lvw8.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Long range attacks with summoned Shikigami Planes.<br />
** - Can vary her load out to attack different sea-bearing targets from submarines to other surface vessels.<br />
** - Is also capable of making bombing attacks on installations.<br />
** - Distinctive Silhouette<br />
* Personality<br />
** - Very cheerful and a bit child-like.<br />
** - Strives to be like Akagi and Kaga and eventually surpass them, even if she knows she can't.<br />
** - Still new to being flagship, she does falter when she has to lead.<br />
** - Doesn't usually have a care in the world.</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Nagato&diff=13081Nagato2016-04-07T08:48:26Z<p>Fuki: /* Members of the 1st Northern Force */</p>
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<div>{{CharacterNew<br />
|NameOnMUSH=Nagato<br />
|Color=#0099FF<br />
|Char_id=680<br />
|Img=http://i.imgur.com/Ycd9cEE.jpg<br />
|FullName=Nagato<br />
|Gender=Female<br />
|Species=Shipgirl<br />
|Theme=Kantai Collection-1<br />
|Chartype=FC<br />
|Active=Active<br />
|Function=Capital Battleship<br />
|Faction=Union<br />
|Rank=A-Ally<br />
|Ranktype=Ally<br />
|Groups=<br />
|Quote=Don't make light of the 'Big Seven's' power!<br />
|PAge=30's<br />
|AAge=Unknown<br />
|Aging=No<br />
|Height=6'<br />
|Weight="Enough"<br />
|Hair=Brown<br />
|Eyes=Red<br />
|Voice=Sakura Ayane<br />
|Song=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjDfAgC35ro<br />
|Profile=Nagato is the pure spirit of a vessel that was much loved by her people, but eventually lost. A level-headed woman, calm and collected, and with a sympathetic ear for the troubles of others, Nagato has proven herself a natural-born leader who takes her subordinate's failings as faults upon herself. Though initially a member of the Abyssal Navy, she now pities their existence and seeks to liberate them -- one way or another. A member of the Big Seven, one of a group of warships with large 41 centimeter guns, Nagato leads her fleet from the front with her impressive firepower while shielding smaller vessels with armor that is not just for show. She also commands a small group of Fleet Daughters who report directly under her, the Northern Force.<br />
|Powers=Fleet Daughter: Nagato is one of the Fleet Daughters, a spirit of a sunken vessel given a physical form. She is capable of taking on armor and armaments that are fitting to those of old war ships such as turrets, torpedoes, and the like, and in addition, she is a lot tougher than a normal human being, capable of taking on direct hits from shells that would tear apart normal people. She is also capable of 'skating' upon the water, using armored boots with turbines upon the heel.<br />
|Skills=<br />
|Assets=Land Kit: This kit is one that Nagato uses on land, or on the water when she doesn't need the full bear of the warship she can call upon. Calling this kit, Nagato's body is armored and armed with weaponry resembling that of her ship-self, including the four main turrets and various smaller turrets on the armor, with their positioning enabling full-on four turret strikes. This kit's best used on land; however, it is capable of allowing Nagato to 'skate' on the surface of any body of water at a fast rate of speed.<br />
<br />
Ocean Kit: When Nagato needs to, or if the situation is dire, Nagato can call upon her former body and manifest the entirety of the Nagato-class Battleship into reality around her. She does have to be careful with this, as the emergence of the full ship can be quite destructive. This Ocean kit becomes her entire body, and all of her senses are heightened as if the ship had a full crew stationed on her, which also includes radar control. Her physical being is still on board, hidden away in a compartment and in an unconscious state as she controls the full ship. In addition to utilizing all the shipboard weaponry and navigational tools, she's capable of fighting larger foes than would be possible in her Land Kit. While she can do this anywhere, if she does this while on land, she will be unable to move until she shifts back. Also, as expected, she becomes quite large and easier for smaller foes to fight her. This kit is the answer to the Abyssal Navy's Goliath forms.<br />
<br />
Hikari Sea Port: The Hikari Sea Port in Japan is the Fleet Daughters' main base where Nagato and the rest of the crew rest, relax, and plan their next sortie. This place is equipped with everything that's needed for the Fleet Daughters, including repair stations, refueling and rearming docks, radars, and its own coastal defense system.<br />
<br />
Modified Equipment: The Hikari Sea Port additionally has modified equipment for non-Fleet Daughters to use. See +theme/powers Kantai Collection - 1 for the entry and +info Nagato/Equipment for the Equipment List.<br />
|NPCs=Northern Force Fleet: This is Nagato's personal fleet unit. It consists of other Fleet Daughters in the form of two destroyers, a light cruiser, a heavy cruiser, and a light aircraft carrier. While they can sortie without Nagato, if the entire fleet is together, their teamwork makes the fleet stronger than the sum of its parts. (When the entire fleet is together with Nagato, they are PL 34.)<br />
<br />
Destroyers: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the destroyers out in the field for scene use only. They're capable of quick hit-and-run strikes, but are lightly-armed and armored. They're intended to assist with anti-air and anti-submarine attacks, and their best anti-ship weapons are their torpedoes. (Destroyer PL 28)<br />
<br />
Light Cruiser: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the light cruisers available out into the field for scene use only. They're best for Anti-ship Capabilities and some are armed with Type 93 "Long Lance" Oxygen Torpedoes. (PL 30)<br />
<br />
Heavy Cruiser: Atago, an anti-ship heavy cruiser and Nagato's personal secretary. Her 20.3cm twin gun mounts are more suited for shelling heavier targets from a long distance, and her specialized recon seaplanes let her scout out the fields ahead. (Atago is PL 32.)<br />
<br />
Light Aircraft Carrier: Ryuujou, an aircraft specialist. Stocked to the brim with various types of planes, she can equip herself to carry torpedo bombers, dive bombers, fighters and scout planes. (Ryuujou is PL 30.)<br />
<br />
Akashi: While not part of Nagato's personal fleet, Akashi is the Repair Ship for Hikari Sea Port. Tasked with repairing and upgrading the equipment for the girls, she's also responsible for the Modified Equipment for the Non-Fleet Daughters. (Non Combat NPC)<br />
<br />
Fleet: Aside from the immediate Northern Force Fleet, Nagato has command over the entire base's fleet and will send them off to assist the other Fleet Daughters as needed, primarily to provide supporting fire if needed. The girls under Nagato's command range from Submarines to Battleships with the majority being Destroyers and Cruisers. (NPC's range from 26-32, scene use only, no major radio contact)<br />
|Disadvantages=Abyssal Heritage: Nagato, before her rise as a flagship for the Fleet Daughters, used to be an Abyssal Ru-class Flagship. She still has the knowledge and the memories of that part of her life, and it is something she regrets. Those who find this out can exploit it to their benefit, turning her reputation or making people doubt her.<br />
<br />
Mother Matron: Nagato and her compatriot Musashi are responsible for the Fleet Daughters, and everything the Fleet Daughters do is reflected back upon the pair, good or bad. As a result, Nagato strives to make the fleet better, even if she has to field herself with them. Additionally, she'll throw herself in harm's way to protect those she considers under her care. Returning her fleet to port undamaged is another mark of strong leadership that she strives toward.<br />
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Divided We Fall: Nagato's personal fleet acts most effectively as a unified team. If one member is isolated or exclusively targeted, they can be neutralized with relative ease, and each member so affected significantly reduces the overall power of the team as a whole. Divide-and-conquer tactics can reduce this powerful unit to a collection of weak individuals if not countered swiftly and decisively.<br />
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Repair Times: As expected when she, or the other Fleet Daughters, are fighting, they'll get damaged. This damage, however, isn't normally reparable by magic or medicine. She has to return to the Hikari Sea Port and take in specially prepared oils and minerals to repair the damage to herself and her equipment due to the unique way the Daughters are. In addition, resupplying takes in resources such as fuel and ammunition that is shared between all the Fleet Daughters.<br />
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== Members of the 1st Northern Force ==<br />
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=== Nagato ===<br />
* Nagato-class battleship, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/YsAKDkz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/VtjQmQy.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Leader of the entire Fleet Daughters, capable of command of multiple fleets and organized expeditions.<br />
** - She's able to interpose herself to protect her fleet.<br />
** - Long range radar to provide battlefield command.<br />
** - Heavy shelling power and a versatile fleet and armored to take a beating.<br />
* Personality<br />
** - The fleet's mother, a mama bear like person. Will do anything to keep her girls safe.<br />
** - Inquisitive and has a capacity to learn new things.<br />
** - Takes a 'big sister' approach to Fleet's concerns and treats those outside her fleet as her fleet.<br />
** - Strong willed and outspoken.<br />
** - Compassionate, wishes for a better life for the Abyssal Fleet.<br />
** - Stoic.<br />
** - Loves cats...<br />
** - Enjoys playing ALO as Tana.<br />
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=== Tana ===<br />
* Player Character of Nagato. [http://puu.sh/mwqLC/471484a947.jpg <img src=http://puu.sh/mwqLC/471484a947.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Free Flight without Assist Controller<br />
** - Great Axe Skill - 250/1000<br />
** - Light Metal Equipment - 200/1000<br />
** - Fire Magic - 150/1000<br />
** - Earth Magic - 300/1000<br />
** - Beast Taming - 0/1000<br />
** - Great Axe skills known: Whirlwind, Violent Spike.<br />
** - Partners: Amakasu (Salamander), Hogan (Puca), Mistral (Sylph).<br />
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=== Atago ===<br />
* Takao-class heavy cruiser [http://i.imgur.com/WhdlKiz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/CNq9Poz.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - PAN PAKA PAN~! BANZAI!<br />
** - Equipped with 61cm Torpedo Tubes, 20.3cm main naval cannons, and 10cm anti-aircraft guns.<br />
** - Quick for a heavy cruiser, topping at 35 knots<br />
** - Very high resistance to becoming Abyssal herself due to loyalty to Nagato.<br />
* Personality<br />
** - Very, very cheerful.<br />
** - Loyal to Nagato and will never leave her side.<br />
** - Nagato's intermediary, always gives Nagato the messages left.<br />
** - PAN PAKA PAAAAN~<br />
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=== Ryuujou ===<br />
* Ryuujou-class light aircraft carrier, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/BSv4WTX.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/yn5lvw8.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Long range attacks with summoned Shikigami Planes.<br />
** - Can vary her load out to attack different sea-bearing targets from submarines to other surface vessels.<br />
** - Is also capable of making bombing attacks on installations.<br />
** - Distinctive Silhouette<br />
* Personality<br />
** - Very cheerful and a bit child-like.<br />
** - Strives to be like Akagi and Kaga and eventually surpass them, even if she knows she can't.<br />
** - Still new to being flagship, she does falter when she has to lead.<br />
** - Doesn't usually have a care in the world.</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=3646/Debriefing_a_Sub&diff=130803646/Debriefing a Sub2016-04-07T07:50:35Z<p>Fuki: Created page with "{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2016/01/11 |Location=Hikari Sea Port |Synopsis=Nagato debriefs Momoyo and ends up challenging her. |Cast of Characters=680, 928 |pretty=yes }} {{Po..."</p>
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It was very hard to make Momoyo dead tired. Her stamina was virtually endless, the risk of cleaning for her was more sheer boredom and time to scheme more mischief than it was to tire her out. Regardless, after cleaning nearly the entire base over the last two days for disrupting training that badly and the meal at Mamiya's, she finally came in to the office with what little she had packed up for enlistment. She was going back to her school life... and seeking out more opponents to fight. Preferably Fed, but she did not specifically ask to be pitted against the Abyssals. Over the short period of time, it seemed as if she had gained at least a little bit of respect for her Admiral.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mostly when she got into your office, she looked... bored. Listless. It was probably getting closer to time when she would be seeking out another huge brawl to pick or schedule her next challenge, but for those that were just getting to know the woman it was always a painful sight to see such a young girl so eager to practically throw her life away, not due to apathy but sheer thrill-seeking and competition. Nevertheless her constant habit of getting assigned manual labor aside (of which she was remarkably productive over the past week, hardly the most efficient but since she could be worked longer than some of the fleet girls it evened out rapidly), she was coming in from having made a decently good impression for being constantly out of step. It was written all over her face that she just looked tired and expected debriefing to be... complicated.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her affection for the Admiral was present, and visible, but not altogether as boisterous. Notably, the challenge to spar had never come since she set foot on base. Now, her red eyes sat meeting yours with even a half-decent salute before slumping down into the chair to fill out debriefing paperwork until her next draft.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Papers were strewn across the Admiral's desk, a pen in hand as she makes a few notes. When Momoyo made her way in, Nagato's eyes break from the paperwork to meet her own eyes. "Good of you to join me, Kawakami." she starts, setting the pen down and leaning back in her chair. "Over the past week, you've been doing well in the Fleet and the previous training shows you have the aptitude for it all, however, I want to say at this point, I'm going to let you go from the Fleet for now. You've done your duty and have not complained about it." as far as the Admiral's aware that is.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I do not intend to make this debriefing complicated, so I will get straight to the point. For someone to be invisible to the Union, you have a lot of capability, something I can respect. Though your methods, however, are... ill fitting at times." Nagato turns around in her chair and looks out the window, still daylight but the sun was setting rapidly... "And for the work I've given you while on base, you've completed them to standards that I would hold my girls to."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"My question to you, before I fill the rest of my paperwork and revoke your radio access for now, is if the offer was given again, would you rejoin the Fleet as a Destroyer?" Nagato's head turns and an eye looks towards Kawakami, "Of course, you're free to leave at any time, you are not beholden to my Fleet at all."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She shrugs her shoulders a bit. "I might. I learned some things." she replies. She was honest, but the tension in the room from the first day she arrived completely cocky was missing for the moment. "You can try to draft me any time you want. Like any other Chancer, I might find a way not to be around if I don't feel like it." That was a half-hearted joke, but it was not complicated for Multiversal citizens to submit reasons to appeal drafts.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's about time I went to find another huge fight... so I can feel alive again. My mind grows hazy and everything gets boring if I don't." she explains, simply. In many alarming ways the girl was not that far different from those claimed by the waves now. Her pen taps on the desk rather than filling out the forms further, but something other than the signature releasing her from service must have been on her mind a moment before she continued scribbling. "I've got a friend waiting for my service to end so I can train her anyway, Yang, and probably a bunch of friends back home that wondered where I ran off to." she admits. The way she admitted it clued in vaguely to complex feelings about a boy. While not dishonest, they were clearly not for discussion. "...So what were you hoping to accomplish by drafting me besides the... stuff on paper?" She must have been taking a stab at something other than the stiff formality and stated mission requirements out of curiosity.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato nods, turning back around to face Kawakami. "The next time won't be a draft." she comments, "It will be an offer to sail with the fleet." she nods, "Complete with your own room and board and ful freedoms on base." she gives a bit of a shrug at the joke attempt, but when its mentioned about finding another huge fight, she nods, "That's the specific reason I wanted to see you in my fleet for the time being, to see how you fight given some restrictions, however, I would like to see more of you, up close, when you're fighting so I can get a good natured read on you."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato continues to listen, hmming softly, "Of course, your service is done here and I thank you for it. As for what I hoped to accomplish is classified information only for my second and third in command." Nagato's face is stern before she scribbles something on a peice of paper. "To put it bluntly, I wanted to see how you did under unfamiliar conditions and to see how my Destroyers could handle a submarine that wasn't a submarine."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She snickers a bit. "I'll keep my mouth shut to Akitsumaru, then." she quips, filling out the remainder of her half of the paperwork. "I think you scared the crap out of them..." she muses idly. It was really Momoyo that took it to the brink of way-too-far, but while her understanding of long term strategy suffered in school, her short-term tactical leadership and ability to draw fire while under pressure turned out to be decent. "If I have more fights in Njorun, you're welcome to watch remotely... I'm guessing you'll be an Officer in High Command before too long." she sits back, tossing her long silky hair as she's done with the paperwork.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her similarly red eyes meet yours, but it showed even in her bearing that she was treating you with more respect. There was less snark and sarcasm, proper reciting of your rank, she quit slouching at least privately around you... it was as if you'd beaten her in hand to hand combat. If anything, she was starting to view the Admiral like her grandfather. For the time being though, she continued to look you in the eye, waiting for dismissal for the last time at the moment despite the signed paperwork releasing her. The awkward silence began to hang in the air in the room, as if she were expecting more but didn't know how to articulate her thoughts as she watched you pace about.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Most of the destroyers and the submarines were wary of you when you did that, it's definately unconventional." Nagato mutters, "But sudden, unconventional tactics serve to help with the fleet." she picks her head up and turns to stare at Kawakami, "I have never given it any consideration to enlist in the Union's army properly. I do have my hands full with the Fleet here, even with two other command battleships to assist." a pause, "I'll consider your expectations, however."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the papers being signed, she makes her way to a filing cabinet that looks quite old and beat up, shuffling a few things in the cabinet before putting the completed paperwork in. "Kawakami, you're dismissed from the Fleet." a turn towards the girl and a nod is given, "There is, however, one last thing I want to ask of you. I would rather see your style of fighting up close and personal. As such..." she looks towards the girl with a firm gaze, "I would like to have our own duel. I believe it will be beneficial to both of us once it's done."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hmhmhm~." she chuckles, as the mirth and fire returns to her eyes, even a touch of hostility. "I thought you'd never ask, grandma..." she murmurs, though she meant it literally. "You know how many of your girls wanna see that...? My fights always get huge audiences." she tilts her chin a bit. The affection wasn't gone from her voice, it just changed was all.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"What titles do you hold in combat, Nagato? I'm undefeated... and known as the Goddess of Martial Arts, Goddess of Battle in my world... some variation thereof." she waves her hand in a circle indicating some variety among the rumor mill. "Momoyo Kawakami of the North, they call me... I'm assuming we'd have to modify the Ring of Philosophy's terrain to allow you plenty of ocean to navigate in." She wasn't dismissive at all, and was even angling for a fair all-out no holds barred sparring match.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Most of my girls." she replies, though the 'grandma' comment gets her just slightly. "I hold no titles in combat, however you are speaking to Nagato, Flagship of the Northern Force and one of the Big Seven. As for being undefeated, I care not for that. This is a sparring session but I do not intend for you to take it easy." Nagato's knuckles crack a bit, "There will be no need to modify the Ring of Philosophy's terrain, I'm equally capable of fighting on land."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I do expect a good session and I trust you will give it." especially after all the work Nagato's given Kawakami. "I'll let you choose the date as repartation for all the work I've had you do."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Surely, you know I don't hold back." she stands up a bit, perhaps slightly giddy, but her hand lands on her hip again as her other hand pulls her duffel bag over her shoulder. "And here I thought I was gonna get another lecture... I look forward to seeing you in three day's time in Njorun. I know it'll take time for you to herd all those cats into the stands." she teases about the other girls, reaching out to push your shoulder playfully. "Seriously... you can just call me in as reinforcements if you need to. I can crush a flagship." she quips confidently, waving a hand over her shoulder dismissively to signal letting Akitsumaru know she was heading back to the mainland where the Gate was located.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato just gives a brief nod towards Kawakami, three days time, huh? "NO more lectures from me. Now get going, Akitsumaru cannot wait all day." With Akitsumaru standing outside, she leads Kawakami off towards the docks and sets sail for the mainland to deposit her near the Gate and to leave when she's ready. Before she does leave, "Kawakami, sir. Good luck."<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's high noon around the Seaport, this time only a mile out of the base. Akitsumaru is by Nagato's side with a landing craft with two particular people in it: Cirra and Momoyo. "Nagato, sir, is this training wise?" a nod is given by the Admiral as she looks towards the destroyers nearby. "All training is wise, we should know what we will be dealing with, in addition, the new destroyers are learning as well." A studying look is given over towards the members of Destroyer Division Ten and the rest of the destroyers who made it to training today.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Akitsumaru gives a quick, army-like salute towards Nagato and turns back towards all that are here today. "I am Akitsumaru, sir. Please leave transportation and landing combat to me, sir." Her voice and manners are quite detached and impersonal, not to mention her pale looks, she could almost fall for an Abyssal ship.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A pop of a few heads out of the water and Goya, Imuya, Iku and Hachi make themselves known.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;IN German, "Good day... ah, my mistake... sorry. Please call me Hachi."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hello! I-58 here! You can call me Goya! I'm not bitter!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'm I-168!... Is that hard to say? You can just call me Imuya."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'm I-19! Yep, calling me 'Iku' is fine!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;All four girls seem to be wearing just swimsuits and all seem to be holding torpedoes... except Hachi.. who's holding a book.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Today's training is anti submarine warfare." Nagato starts, "Since multiple destroyers are willing to partake in training, the submarines have offered to assist in it, along with another submarine I've... recruited." she turns to look to Momoyo, then back at the fleet ahead. "Training will end upon critical damage to all destroyers or all submarines. Everyone has been equipped with Type 94 Sonars and Type 94 Depth Charges while the subs have been equipped with Quad Tube Oxygen torpedoes... with Momoyo being equipped with triple tube, standard torpedoes.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She thinks a moment, a nod, "In addition, I've considered a request.. upon successful training, the side with more damage will be treating the opposite side to lunch at Mamiya's."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra sits aboard the landing craft with her legs crossed. She's just an observer today, but the way the Fleet Daughters work could be important to areas of Galandia that are allied to Ramuh. Like Leviathan, the ocean that ironically moves through Galandia on a giant clockwork plate.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Best just to accept that Galandia is wierd.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I look forward to see the results of this exercise, Admiral Nagato." The silver haired girl glances at Momoyo. She'll also get to see a small cross section of this other girl's power. To see how much is bluster and how much is fact.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;BURNING UP! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi had spent the night at Hikari base specifically for this day. When morning comes she's up and about quickly to help out the girls. When the time comes for the training to start, she's in the dock wearing her Fleet Daughter uniform. "Hello, everyone!" She made sure to greet everyone she sees. When she's stretched out and ready, she gets on the pad confidently and calls out, "DDS Amakasu, launching!" And off she went! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She keeps it slow for the first few meters, testing her ankles against the water and waves. A couple wiggles, not bad. Once she's gotten her confidence back, she zooms out to meet the Admiral and everyone else waiting for them. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She encircles the whole group once, grinning, before slowly coming to a stop not far from Nagato. The new people on the boat get a small bow. "Hello everyone. I'm DDS Amakasu. Thank you for joining us for this training mission."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"And don't worry about holding back!" Yuubari steps up next to Nagato and waves to the submarines. "I've worked with Akashi to make sure the training weaponry is safe. I promise it probably won't explode in your face!" Those are better odds than usual for something Yuubari has made, so it's sure to be safe.<br /><br />Meanwhile, a blonde destroyer prances up to the water's edge. "Maikaze reporting in and ready to dance~!" She twirls on one foor before lifting a hand to shade her eyes. "Awww, Nowacchi isn't here? I wanted to see her being cool!" She only pouts for a brief moment, though, before turning to wave at the submarines. "Looking forward to it! And you too, standin-submarine-sis!" Maikaze giggles and waves toward Momoyo before leaping off the docks with a mid-air pirouette and landing on the water with only a tiny splash.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Standing near the window from the bridge, she peers out over the edge. "Hmhmhm~. Going to be a challenge to get this lunch, I'm sure..." she muses. Her fingers toss back some of her long hair as those delinquent-looking red eyes of hers stared out over the opposition. Already dressed in the suit, her blank nameplate had been filled in with kanji: 'MOMO-SENPAI'<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I've experimented a few times swimming further out in the ocean, but having access to scuba gear is a rarity for me." she quips. While she intentionally forsook flippers to stick to her otherwise bare limbs instead, she taps on the gear strapped to her back and waist with a knuckle. "Let me know where to dive off, then..." she muses, having been forbidden to fly since leaving port. She was eager to get started, and not because she had been annoying the Admiral off and on ever since recruitment most of the week and getting punished for it with mundane labor.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Yeah, this oughta be interesting," A scruffy voice remarks from just over where the group was gathered on the deck. Gaonoir's comment was echoed by the light thrum from the engines on his back that kept the cybernetic humanoid canine hovering in the air.<br /><br />In all honesty he had thought it was polite mid-battle fluff when Nagato spoke of possibly asking for his help in the future. So he was actually a bit surprised when the Admiral actually contacted him to come watch and learn how the Fleet operates in case she does ever have to contract him for a mission.<br /><br />None of that surprise showed though as he slid his aviator visor into position so he could watch more thoroughly through its sensors. "A real interesting show."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Taking flight when given the signal, Momoyo takes a detour around some of the atolls and foliage sticking out of the water, what little cover there was. While it might have been obvious where the subs were starting, she didn't need to make it completely so. Tucking the mouthpiece for the airtanks into her mouth and putting on the scuba goggles, she performs a swimmer's dive into the water quietly.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Underwater a few nautical miles out, she continues to test the depth with the subs... while it wasn't much, evidently her natural sturdiness let her go 33 feet deeper than a normal experienced diver before the water pressure started to become unsafe. That still wasn't as deep as the other subs, but given her smaller target area, it was more than sufficient to do some clever maneuvering through some of the coral reefs down below. While she gave her thumbs-up to the other subs to show she was in position and ready, she was still silent on the radio until the private channels were arranged with the Admiral while she checked her stocks of ammunition and the structure of her arm-mounted launcher itself.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa had been busy working on helping to set up the Flotilla's new colony. Thingds had been going well, but she had kept note of goings on outside of that. thus she caught the notice of another training mission. She'd been kept by finishing unloading a cargo of raw materials for said colony but she'd now managed to arrive to help with the testing, though in what aspect she's not sure, she may just end up watching the affair. That thought strikes her she could deploy drones to record the sesson for later review. <br /><br /> Her ship is not huge as ships go, but is still bigger than any human or fleet maiden in human form. The Bluenose hovers silently as it pulls in near the training area, Kotone knows her ship isn't part of the training really today as she thinks about it and she beams aboard the landing craft, after she asks, the admiral a quesion on the comm.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With some orders given over the radio, she gives a look towards Cirra and confirms it with a nod. "I'm thankful you were able to join, Cirra. Mind, this is just a training session with a new destroyer. Some of the ones here are more experienced at it." Nagato looks. Five submarines... two destroyers... This isn't the turnout she expected but that's fine. She gives a look to Yuubari and with another nod, "I thank you and Akashi for the assistance in making this work."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The buzzing from overhead indicates another one of her guests and with a salute given up towards the flying jetwolf, she turns back towards the Submarines and Momoyo. With Momoyo going underwater, she nods and the rest of them follow suit. "All submarines, break off into a pack of three and a pack of two. I leave it under your discretion on who." and with a turn towards the two destroyers... with three more coming from the base... Wakaba Hatsuharu and Nenohi come along for the session. One of them doesn't seem to even belong in the same class, with what looks to be a suit and skirt than the traditional destroyer models.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Wakaba, Hatsuharu, Nenohi. You'll be facing off against three of the submarines." Nagato orders, "Maikaze, Amakasu, you will be taking care of the other two."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, underwater, the four Submarines encircle Momoyo and nod. And through a specialized radio, Iku starts, "Goya, you should go with the newbie." Goya gives a brief nod and swims up towards Momoyo, smiling. "Let's do our best. Iku, Imuya and Hachi can take care of the other destroyers. You and me will focus on the new Special Type and her partner."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir returns the salute with a quick one of his own, abiet it was mainly out of respect. He may of won their matchup but Nagato had impressively put him through his paces to earn it. Which in many ways meant more to him that who's victory it had been. "Good to see you again too, Admiral. But I won't disrupt your focus." His engines spin up a bit faster and he lifts farther into the air overhead to get a good view.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Functioning without radar wasn't a hindrance to Momoyo, as no one was concealing their aura and Nagato had allowed her time to adjust to the Fleet Maidens. Likewise, her own monstrous martial arts skills were hampered by a lack of experience here. Protecting her gear was the limiting factor, and remembering not to counter torpedoes with ki blasts. Her advantages, of course, were a smaller target area, her endurance aside from her gear and being a powerful swimmer... and without the radar, her aura sense provided instant feedback.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I can see a half-second sooner than most of you, but only two kilometers out, my cute new friends~." her deep voice cooed through the radio. Her eyes squinted as she watched the directions each destroyer split off in... and for Goya's benefit at least, started pointing out locations. "Goya-chan... shall we pincer attack Maikaze? If we crush her quickly, Amakasu will panic and call for reinforcements too early... we can use her as bait if we can bait her fire..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra stands up and walks over beside Nagato to get a better view. "The abilities of the Fleet Daughters are interesting, and are a close parralel to what Gallandians refer to as Callers, the perticulars are quiete different of course."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ramuh doesn't have a Navy though." The Judge muses. "So this is a learning experience for me as well."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;New equipment was... an interesting experience to have. Hoshi glances over at Maikaze and nods firmly with small grin. "It's nice to meet you, Ms. Maikaze. I'll be in your care. I'm still a little new, but I've done a little fighting, at least." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hearing Mamoyo on the radio, Amakasu speaks up to address her. "I'll be looking forward to our fight, Ms. Kawakami. It's an honor to fight an actual samurai! A... Crazy magical superpowered one. A-anyway--I'll be doing my best to bring you down." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Now, though, she peeks around at her equipment bemusedly. "So uh... Quick question, though. How exactly do I use this sonar or radar or... How do I use it?" She blushes a bit at showing her ignorance, but it's about the best that she can do for now.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Jeannette Thompson wasn't about to let an allied training session escape healthy monitoring for the purpose of understanding the tactics of those fellow vessels conducting operations to protect and secure the Union's sea lanes for free and open trade. Or... let's be honest. No one on the small (2 ship) flotilla was going to miss a show of 'destroyers' hunting 'submarines', and there may have been a certain 'football match' atmosphere aboard the two smaller destroyers anchored just over the horizon of the seaport itself.<br /><br />Granted, the fact that the sailors were aboard 'tin cans' meant that their were an heavy amount cheering for the destroyers themselves. Most were clustered around large screens and holographic displays, showing the take from the thin network of UAVs taking up formation above the exercise area (all squaking transponders loudly to avoid overzealous pompom fire knocking them out of the sky). Jeannette should have been with them, but despite the automation on the new destroyers, CIC or the bridge felt abnormally cramped for a women who'd speant the majority of her carrer on supercarriers. Hence the fact that she was aboard a small rigid hull boat, holding on and gritting her teeth as it moved from it's quick speed to slow to a stop near the landing craft itself.<br /><br />"Don't bloody see why I couldn't have taken a helicopter over here. Why I listen to the council of marines is a a mystery to me, and I made the decision- Ahoy!" She yells to those on the landing craft. "I don't suppose I have to ask for permission to come aboard this floating tub?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuubari extends an arm and gives a thumbs-up to Nagato. "Always glad to help out!" At least Akashi being there usually prevents her from using her more dangerous ideas for others' equipment.<br /><br />Spinning around, Maikaze lifts an arm to wave back to shore. "Aye, sa~!" she chirps happily, then turns to face Amakasu. "Nice to meet you!" The destroyer reaches out, and if Amakasu isn't careful then she'll get a hug and be spun around! <br /><br />"How... um... I don't usually think about it." Maikaze taps at the sonar mount on her shoulder. "Just listen for the ping. A big ping means it's probably one of the subs! A little one is torpedoes, so be ready to dodge. You gotta be light on your feet!" She demonstrates with a twirl in place on the water's surface. "But don't worry, just stick with me and it should be okay!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is on the landing ship with those who are not directly in, however severall small hatches on the hull of her near by ship open and small flying dones about the size of a human fist deploy. They spread out seeking to get a full coverage of the area, as Kotone directs them and networks them all to herself. With the drones following those who are going out she goes to join Cirra and Nagato with a grin on her face. <br /><br /> "It really is something, my homeland has a navy. However naval warfare has changed a lot from this. I also admit I grew up on the water even if I didn't work on it." <br /><br /> She looks to the Admirl smiling a bit and Cirra gets an introduction. <br /><br /> "I"m Kotone Yamakawa, good to meet you."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Naikui's entrance, Nagato looks towards the three Hatsuharu-class Destroyers who soon sail up towards the Daihatsu to watch now, in full gear, just in case and with Kongou showing up on the radio, she shakes her head, they were late but it's forgivable. A turn towards Jeannette and Akitsumaru gives a nod, "Permission to board, Granted, sir." ever formal the LHA is. And with Kotone now having a network up to record the training session, she gives a brief nod. "Good."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Goya gives a nod, a grin across her face, "Of course, Goya will be glad to do that! But it looks like the rest of the training fleet is coming. Naikui's there now too so we'll have to let Iku and Imuya go play with two of them while Goya, Hachi and you work on the three!" Hachi gives a brief nod and swims up to the two, "They will most likely be in Line Abreast formation, which is great against submarines like ourselves. We may want to play it safe and go in echelon formation to protect ourselves. It's a diagnoal formation. I'll take the lead. Momoyo can take the middle and Goya can take up the rear. We'll switch from the echelon formation to a line ahead to get better torpedo coverage if we're going after one."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hatsuharu ponders this a moment and moves up towards the two new destroyers and Maikaze. "We are Hatsuharu~ Don't worry about the submarines, you'll do fine. We will be waiting for your victory." and she's off sailing with Nenohi to provide the backup for the other two submarines. "We are ready, Admiral~ Hatsuharu and Nenohi, Anti Sub training..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Nagato may or may not have been informed that there was a slight mishap at the docks while Yuna was equipping her loadout.<br /><br />It may also not have been entirely a 'slight' mishap. Things COULD have been far worse than they actually were, but a couple of chains got tangled up somehow and instead of turrets or launchers getting secured onto Yuna, she wound up getting hoisted out of the water ENTIRELY by her uniform's collar. They still had to extricate her, reset everything, check the loadout equipment - both the Kagurazaka equipment and machinery which locks it into place on the girl's form.<br /><br />It was more embarassing than injurious, and once Yuna was out of harm's way, she joined the dock staff in joking about it. So there's a valid reason, so to speak, for Kagurazaka arriving late at the training location. "Sorry to keep you all waiting!" Yuna calls out as she approaches Nagato, the submarine girls, her comrades, and whomever else is on-site to observe.<br /><br />At least Yuna still has the hang of maneuvering on the water Kanmusu-style; she's moving like she's actually used to it now. Not thinking extra-hard about it probably helps - muscle memory has its advantages, etc.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren is also observing. He may have never actually seen the Fleet Maidens in action, now that he thinks about it. It does, at least, seem pretty clear now that they /don't/ turn into boats, so at least he understands that much. It's a little bizarre to see girls in school swimsuits and military gear going through this military exercise, but when you've fought alongside magical girls and talking ponies, nothing's unbelievable.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So for now he just watches. Hmm. Curious that Amakasu mentions a radar when he doesn't see one. How's that work? The interface Maikaze describes seems so primitive... He continues making mental notes, as he tries to figure out what the best way for he, himself, to fight in such a theatre would be.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Somewhat late, two ships emerge from Hikari's harbor in a lazy arc towards the floating landing craft, a few meters behind and to either side of Yuna. The first is instantly recognizable: The red hakama skirt and white haori blouse, the black hair in twintails, and the gray equipment on her hips and in her hands-- It's Isuzu, the light cruiser and de-facto strategist of the Fourth Mobile Unit.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The other is a shapeless black mass with feet, difficult to make out against the dark seasurface due to the billowing shape, the dark color, and the white stripes shot through to break up the outline. It's only when the stranger gets closer that her face becomes visible, mostly hidden behind a pulled-up collar that is only tugged down when the new shipgirl actually boards the Daihatsu: Kiso, the lone-wolf torpedo cruiser that reappeared fairly recently after her unexpected remodel.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Isuzu remains in the water, joining the formation while her handheld guns hang from their straps, "Maikaze is handling the training. I'm here only to observe and offer assistance."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Stepping up boldly to stand beside Nagato, Kiso folds her arms. "Don't mind me, Flagship. Jus' her to watch 'em. Lost most of my ASW gear off the Marinaras, y'see."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir remains hovering overhead, watching everything through his sensor visor. He's not an aquatic fighter but he might learn something useful if he ever has to deal with aquatic digimon if some of Leviamon's demonic naval forces survived into the multiverse.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra glances aside as Jeannette boards the landing craft and nods to her once before turning towards Kotone, "Cirra Cosntantine, a pleasure." she looks at the exercises again.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I should have asked Dolet to come, she's from Leviathan."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato nods, the situation at Hikari giving her a frown. At least they're okay. "Kagurazaka, you'll be assisting Hatsuharu with ASW Training. It's good to have you here. And it seems you've been getting used to maneuvring. You'll want to use that." Hatsuharu sails over towards Yuna with a smile and points a ways back.. "We will be over there. They will have a pair of submarines just for us to practice with." a bow, "We are Hatsuharu, a pleasure to make your acquiantance."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Isuzu and Kiso's arrival, Nagato gives both of them a nod. Akitsumaru looks a bit warily as her Daihatsu's boarded by the Torpedo Cruiser, "You are with us now, Kiso, which is what matters." and a turn towards Isuzu, "They are still new to the ASW gear, fortunately it should provide enough feedback to allow them to see the torpedoes and the submarines."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And now, with Nagato looking between the two Destroyer groups and then off in the distance for the Submarine Squadron... "SORTIE!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"And the Admiral's called it good to go, let's go!" comes Goya as Iku and Imuya split off while Goya and Hachi move to sail with Momoyo. "We'll go with your plan, Momoyo, so we will be targeting Maikaze first, then Amakasu and Naikui last?" Meanwhile, Iku and Imuya give each other a nod, and head forth, torpedoes at the ready...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back on the surface, Nagato looks towards Cirra, "Callers? Perhaps I should take a visit to Ramuh to see these callers and see how you operate as well, Judge."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is in good spirits today, she's out on the water and enjoyingherself even if she's not the one of the ones in the water today. She folds her arms a little bit. Though it hits her she did forget to ask to comeaboard and looks a little bit embrassed as this thought strikes her. <br /><br /> "Forgive me for forgetting to ask for boarding premission, admiral." <br /><br /> She does seem to mean it, meanwhile her small drones are fanning out now to record the entire training area. <br /><br /> "Ah Miss Kagurazaka, hey." <br /><br /> Staren showing up was not expected but she gives him a wave. <br /><br /> "Didn't think I'd see yuou here Staren." <br /><br /> She listens to Cirra for a moment and nods. <br /><br /> "Good to meet you miss Constantine." <br /><br /> There are also mroe ships arriving now for trinaing, or should she say people. Either way she seems to be very chipper today.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The orders of the match were fairly well clear, and Hoshi takes a turn to try to make sense of Maikaze's instructions regarding her sonar. So... In the middle of a big booming gunfight, she also has to listen for sounds on this sonar thing. It... Doesn't really fill her with much confidence, but she nods along with the instruction. "Little ones mean torpedoes, bigger ones mean subs. Right, got it." ... Was she supposed to be able to get directions out of sounds? <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Too late to ask, Hoshi buries the question when it seems everyone's here and ready to go--even Yuna! "Hey, Kagurazaka! I'm glad you made it. Ready to be super action heroes?" She grins wide while waving. Maybe she doesn't know about the messup at the docks, or maybe she's trying to put a nice face on things. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren gets a similar energetic wave, and she flexes toward him with a grin. When Nagato makes the call to sortie, Hoshi digs her heels into the water. "Kambei, Heihachi, Kyuzo--let's GO!" She starts off energetically, swooping slowly left and right to test herself out in the chilly sea. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A quick tap on the Bluetooth in her ear gets her into radio contact with her side of the conflict. "So, do we have a plan, guys? I think we might want to try to take out Ms. Kawakami as soon as possible. Also, what formation should we get in? I've never really hunted subs."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra nods to Nagato. "Callers...summon spirits to aid them, but if they have a second Job class such a Magi-Tech Knight the spirit would be funneled into shape that works with that class. Such as becoming an armored knight of Levaithan."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"If you want to visit Galandia or Alexander Academy, I'd be happy to guide you."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hmhmhm~. Then the plan is simple, Goya-chan. We'll erase Maikaze and the other... then circle Amakusu like sharks. Reinforcements won't have time to approach carefully, and it will take off pressure on the other three. They will be forced to leave some of the other team as distractions to allow time for fresh teammates to rescue Amakasu." she continues on the private radio band. "By the time I take enough damage for my gear to quit functioning, you and the others should be able to mop up quickly." she muses. Her plan was straightforward and very aggressive, just as the Admiral had hoped she'd act, but cunning in it's own right... it would be possible to set up a situation where reinforcements would arrive too late while only damaging the last to the brink.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Too bad no battle plan ever survives contact with the enemy... which was also the sort of chaos Momoyo actually thrived on, let alone submarines in general.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Using her fingers to put Goya in the lead, she followed along, at the very least having no trouble maneuvering. She had to double-check the triple torpedo launcher, making sure her fingers were close to the fire button. The nice part about her swimming strength was that she could be in different places between pings, requiring leading torpedoes to prevent the greenhorn from dodging. Lazily she drifted through a coral reef, lurking behind sandbars. By contrast to all the noisy DD's, she didn't stop to chat much with Goya, concentrating on remaining in the best position to charge in guns blazing.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Oh, Hatsuharu! Good to have you with us!" Maikaze is certain that someone as elegant as Hatsuharu can dance, even if it's more traditional. "O..oh, Isuzu is here too!" The blonde destroyer throws a quick salute, then begins to fidget. "Now I'm all nervous, you're a lot better at fighting submarines than I am..." <br /><br />When the call goes out to begin, though, Maikaze leans forward and begins to skate smoothly across the water. She may not have rudders in her shoes like some of the other destroyers, but she seems to be doing just fine as she is! "Mmm.... better to experience it, it's really hard to explain otherwise! Oh, definitely line abreast. Easier to dodge the torpedoes that way. Even with sonar, they'll know where we are before we can pinpoint them, so be ready!" Even though she's moving forward, Maikaze's path isn't completely a straight line. She's humming softly as she weaves in and out, dodging the small waves and once or twice circling around Hoshi. "And don't be too nervous! Remember, it's supposed to be practice, so have fun!" If nothing else, her dancing probably looks really strange on the submarines' own sonar.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"It's good to meet you, Hatsuharu!" Kagurazaka bows in return to her companion. "I'll do my best ... please lead the way for now!" She seems to be content to let Hatsuharu take 'flag' on the training exercises; right now, she's refreshing her memory on the firing cues for her weapons. The turrets are easy enough; the torpedoes ... she had a little trouble with those the first time out, and not much chance to really practice since then.<br /><br />Hopefully she can do better this time out.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So far... this is about what he pictured. They really do skate/surf through the water like that. Does their armor really look like enough to protect him? He supposes he'll see soon enough... then again, maybe not. They're probably using dummy training rounds for this, right?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Jeannette herself, despite her slight bluster and the want to be off a boat that was rather annoyingly piloted by someone in the Navy who saw large grey ladies and decided they wanted to be in charge of the smallest ship they could see, waited for that permission to be granted. Even if it was a landing craft, you simply didn't board someone else's ship without permission. She still does manage to board the landing craft with a little bit of ease, skipping aboard with legs that are glad to have something that was a bit more stable underneath them. She'll nod to Cirra as well, once she boards.<br /><br />Of course, right behind her is just a single Marine, in full combat gear, combat-suit assissited muscles allowing him (or her; it's a bit hard to tell) to get onto the deck a lot faster, the advanced weapon held at port arms as they make themselves scarce and somewhat invisable at the back of the boat.<br /><br />Jeannette squints, slightly, looking forward at the ships in the distance, as they skae around the water. "Interesting formation. Your submarines are fighting with mainly unguided torpedos? I seem to remember a bit of a briefing that said you might have had some sort of... magnetic guidance on them.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir idly taps at the side of his visor with one metallic finger, fiddling with its scanner settings. It's mainly for his own curiosity if he can get a clearer reading on the subs under the water with his digital senors than it would take using radar or sonar to do. Something that might come in useful in the future.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa grins over at Hoshi, she seems to have confidence in her friend to do this. Some thoughts dance through her mind about what's going on here as Cirra brings up the school. <br /><br /> "That's the school that a friend of mine goes to. Kyra, do you know her, Cirra?" <br /><br /> Momoyo does get Kotone's attention the young woman does seem to be very hard to miss. <br /><br /> "This test should be something to see." <br /><br /> her drones by this point have fanned out entirely and are recordinf the test so far.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Guided torpedoes were somethin' the Germans played with, in our era-- but we only have prototypes," Kiso states without even looking towards Jeannette. The launcher mounted to the left side of her equipment hisses, then swings on its mount to present the Commadore with an eyefull of the five-tube Type 93 launcher mounted to it, "Don't matter. With these, I can break the keel on anythin'. Just gotta hit the right places." Her head at last turns, presenting Jean with Kiso's one-eyed face and a lopsided, fang-toothed grin, "I like a challenge, y'see. So no torpedo guidance is fine with me. Let the other girls play with that new stuff if they want."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;On the water, Isuzu forms up on the tail of the Line formation. One hand rests on her hip while the other collects one of her gun-like equipments, inspecting it briefly. The weapon is lowered and she speaks up, "The fairies will tell you-- Sonars and radars are operated by fairies the same as weapons. Think of them like your ship's crew and it gets easier."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That is basically what they are, after all. Even to the shipgirls.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"So just listen for them to tell you what they find and where it is. Sonar is imprecise, though. This formation is also good for sweeping large areas. And our fairies can coordinate between ships to help find submarines." One eye closes, "Once we find 'em, let 'em have it with your depth charges."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"As a battleship, I do not use torpedoes so I am remiss to know much about them, aside from their power." Nagato mentions to Jeannette, with Akitsumaru giving a nod for the permission to board. Fortunately, the Daihatsu is good at holding pretty much everyone on board, even a fully kitted out Yamato. But that's another story.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile Hatsuharu gives a nod, "We will lead the way, Kagurazaka~" and a bow is given towards Maikaze. Hatsuharu gives a brief look towards Kagurazaka and smiles, "You have been equipped with a Sonar. It shall provide a ping in your ears for when it detects something. On your sides, you have depth charges. Some launch them like grenades, some just let them drop in the water and some shoot them like guns towards the submarine. It's all in your style, my dear Destroyer~" Nenohi, however, scoots back towards the group with Amakasu and Maikaze. "Yo~".<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Goya and Hachi continue ahead, silent running with pings being sent to take a look at where everyone is. "Okay, it looks like Nenohi has joined with Amakasu and Maikaze. We'll go after Nenohi first, she's the weakest of the three. Then we'll go after Maikaze and Amakasu in that order." It takes only a few moments for them to get in position, large pings could be heard over the sonars on the destroyers. "Torpedo away~" Hachi opens her book and out comes one of the many Oxygen torpedoes that she carries along with Goya's launcher throwing out another Oxygen torpedo. "Just press the button and your torpedo will fire, then we'll turn around and ready for another approach!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Iku and Imuya are silent but follow along, spying the signals from Kagurazaka and Hatsuharu, torpedoes on the way, but the same noise pings in their ears as well.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back on the surface, Nagato looks at Staren with a studying gaze, "Does something bother you, Staren?" she questions, turnning back to Jeannette with a brief nod, "That question is best answered by Isuzu here." The battleship takes a deep breath... "This shall be interesting..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Huh. Well, it did make sense to think that her equipment faeries were crewmen, they DID do a lot of the work for running the various systems. Really, she just kind of skated around and tried to avoid being shot. "Then I guess I'll be putting myself up to you guys," she mentions to her crewfaeries. "Let's try to win this." A wave of greeting is sent to Nenohi. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That thought brings her to reach under her flapping shirt and draw out her locket, opening it up so that the sun reflects against it brightly over the water. She doesn't summon her Persona yet, but the feel of Rosamond holding herself in Hoshi's mind and giving her strength is still a powerful one. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The notes about the depth charges were recieved--damn shame she couldn't use torpedoes of her own, not in a way that'd be helpful. This is about when she catches the first of the sonar sounds. Big-sounding pings that slightly ring in her ears. "Contact!" Hoshi shouts, pointing ahead. The deeper sound is then replaced by a lot of smaller ones. "We're under fire! Uh... Crap, I'm so bad at measurements--ahead!" One of them starts coming dangerously close to her, but Hoshi sweeps left, then digs her heels in for a hard right that almost has her hand touching the waves. Miss. Now she's got to try to /find/ them.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kagurazaka bows to Maikaze as well, then straightens up and double-checks her armaments for the depth charges. Yep, there they are: little canisters hanging at the waist of her uniform's skirt. Actually tossing them would probably be better than just willing for them to fall off at the right time and position.<br /><br />She turns her attention back to Hatsuharu, nodding. "All set, I think. Might need a bit to get used to how the sonar works, but I'll figure that out as I go, right?" she asks with a grin. "And should I be using just depth charges, or will the torpedoes work too?"<br /><br />Other than the barrage of questions, she *is* ready to proceed with the training ... but, better to get her questions answered now than to wait until something comes up in mid-exercise. The submarines might get crafty and try to attack while Yuna's distracted questioning Hatsuharu about something.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hmmm, the opening salvos. Time to see how the enemy reacts. Eyeing the triple barrelled launcher a moment and checking the tally of torpedoes, she slowly moves toward the surface again. Likely close enough to trigger pings, but it wouldn't matter this early on.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She aims squarely at Nenohi which Goya pointed out, noting the weakest aura. Pressing the button on her launcher sends her volley at the weakest Destroyer, noting what the torpedoes looked like and how they moved for a second. Quickly though, she turns and uses her powerful breaststroke to choose a direction... back deeper and at a diagonal. Away from Goya most likely, for a wide circle. With such a powerful volley, it would do no good to fire very frequently just yet until mobility was damaged by a weaker sub.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Time to dance, cuties~."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Commodore cocks her head slightly as the... Damn it, which one as this? If she was a destroyer, she should have been out there. Torpedo cruiser? That sounds like a safe bet. "I see." She says, taking a step forward. One of her hands moves to hold the Marine at the rear back (they stood up as soon as that mount had hissed over), while the other runs a hand over in examination of the presented weapon. "Hmmm. Part of me wishes to rebuke with the standard response of the best victory being one that's as far from a challenge as possible. But given that I carry steel into places others carry rifles, I shall recognize you as the pot, I as the kettle, and refrain from lecturing about challenge. I do hope you'll enlighten me abou the right places to hit with those..." She frowns a moment. "Oxygen torpedos, if I recall my lessons?"<br /><br />A slight nod to Nagato. "At the very least, I can understand that. Using a weapon you don't often employ is somewhat academic even for the Reniassance men and women among us. Lord above knows that I had very little reason to see the guns of a battlecruiser as anything other than abstractly impressive when I was plying more of the aviatrix trade."<br /><br />A view of those ships skating around the sea, as they engage in evasive manuevers when the submarines begin their run. "It seems those submarines are taking the knife fight approch. Hurt them first and gain the advantage."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren continues to watch -- Ideally he's able to share vision with Kotone's drones. "There's a thought. Could we put guidance systems in your torpedoes, or would that... break the magic, somehow?" He quirks an eyebrow as Goya and Hachi go to work, not afraid to judge their comrades' strength. It's good to not let social stuff get in the way of military planning.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hmm?" Staren glances at Nagato. "Just... surprised. I've never seen a battle quite like this, although in any case I'm not familiar much with naval battles period. Sometimes I've been air support against monsters." He looks back out over the sea. "I don't go out onto the battlefield without being in the cockpit of a giant robot or at least being covered completely in armor. It's not that I'm afraid, I'm just... /not/ supernaturally tough, and to do any less when stuff like battleship cannons and torpedoes are involved seems like... a bad idea. I'll have to run tests on your armor clothing sometime, I guess. Ooh, now it's getting interesting." He pulls something like wraparound sunglasses from his bag and puts them on. They're probably full of sensors or zooming optics or something.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Pingping. Ping! Maikaze tilts her head slightly as she hears the sonars go off. "Sorry, Amakasu, I'm just not really that good at explaining it... I kinda just feel the flow~!" Her eyes scan the waters ahead, listening carefully to her sonar, and begins to hum a bit louder. Instead of veering off to the side, she gathers herself and leaps, doing a half-twirl before landing on the other side of the torpedo at the very moment it detonates. Dancing is all about drama and timing! She continues her spin as the plume of seawater rains down all around her, once more facing the direction of the submarines. <br /><br />Something gets her attention, though. "Ooooh, our guest submarine knows how to dance? Dance with me, dance with me!" Maikaze squeals happily and claps her hands, spinning once more before skimming forward. "One, two~! One, two~!" And with each call, one of a quartet of depth charges are arced neatly up into the air, then splash down in the water toward where she -thinks- Momoyo might be.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa has already let those able to on to her drone network for the moment. She seems ued to such things as she looks to Staren nodding a bit. <br /><br /> "That era is one of the last on really big naval engagements like this. Back home for example stealth craft and the odd carrier for the most part now." <br /><br /> She grins a bit at the admiral. <br /><br /> "It's interesing to see people who really know these tactics. Also Staren this was around the time, at least on my world when Radar and sonar really came into to use too." <br /><br /> She pauses peering at staren. <br /><br /> "You know I hadn't thought about it like that... and woah check out camera four."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'm not sure, you would want to speak with Yuubari and Akashi as they're the two who do the equipment modification." a turn to look at Staren and she nods, "It's not for everyone, honestly. And it's good that you are able to watch, to see if you would like to participate, otherwise I know other ways we can use your genius around the battlefield." A look at Camera four per Kotone, "Hmm..." Meanwhile...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hatsuharu gives a brief look, "Torpedoes don't work well against submarines, so only depth charges work." the sonar pings in both Hatsuharu's and Kagurazaka's position... "Torpedoes, eleven o'clock... Two submarine contacts. Unknown designation, but that's okay. We shall eliminate them." she smiles, pulling off a couple of the canisters before listening to the pings once more... and she lets them fly to where they might be! "You'll get used to them, but I recommend dodging now~" with this, Hatsuharu moves to dance upon the waves like Maikaze, that hair of hers just going almost everywhere, fortunately not in Kagurazaka's way as the torpedo sails past... but there's still one heading right to Kagurazaka. Nenohi, however, isn't so lucky. As Hoshi dodges the first torpedo, the one from Momoyo sneaks past and, with a surprised scream and a large water splash, Nenohi gets nailed by it, looking a bit worse for wear but still up and going, "Ne...nenohi is still here! I won't give up!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Confirmed hit from Momoyo, good job. Let's go for another one!" Though, Maikaze's four charges being sent out, Hachi gets a worried look as small splashes indicate the explosion from the depth charge, Hachi seems to be okay, but her swimsuit is definately damaged...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Confirmed hits on both sides. Good..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It takes a lot of trust and intuition," Isuzu states, weaving aside and then banking sharply the other way around a torpedo as well. She is, after all, an experienced ASW-dedicated cruiser in addition to her strength in anti-air operations. "The fairies' direction and the sonars are both only giving you the vague idea. But once you know what to look for..."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Lifting up her gun assembly, Isuzu angles it so that the underslung depth charge projector fires in an arc, launching a tumbling canister. Her aim adjusts and a second is fired. Another adjustment, and a third. And then the cruiser leans away, maneuvering around the area she'd just fired her weapons into.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You'll pick up on it fast enough. Anti-submarine combat is /difficult/ though, so don't feel bad if you don't pick up on the more subtle parts right away, like telling direction or searching for periscopes."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Dodging DOES sound like a really good idea; Kagurazaka turns hard to starboard and accelerates, going as fast as she can laterally to get out of the torpedo's path. Of course, if it's locked on and follows her, that's going to be a small problem ...<br /><br />She doesn't go straight, either, but enters a gradual turn to the left, trying to close in on the source of the torpedo, 'listening' to her sonar. She glances over her shoulder every so often, and if it looks like the torpedo *is* chasing her, she chucks a depth charge over her shoulder to try and blow it up. Then she focuses on the submarine, tossing two more depth charges - not exactly throwing them *like* grenades, but a passable facsimile thereof, maybe. If you aren't grading her technique, anyway.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Eyeing the dancer above her, she was right to quickly change her position evidently. "Goya... I know this won't apply to every destroyer, but Maikaze can't attack if her dance routine doesn't allow it, yes?" she murmurs. She had fought enough fighters that used capoiera to try to make an intuitive guess, which is why she didn't immediately retaliate to the depth charges. Ordinarily she would have crushed her opponent, but she was satisfied hitting Nenoshi as the hornet's nest gets stirred up. The problem was her acceleration had a nasty habit of making her noticeable on sonar within a certain range, so it was clear what direction she shot off in after Maikaze fired.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Goya, I've got Maikaze's attention, but if we don't make Amakasu panic, this plan won't work. Try to damage Nenohi some more." she grunts into the radio, eyeing Maikaze's ice-skater-like moves. "I'm not sure how much ammo I'll waste trying to hit her..." she muses, checking the amount of air left in her tanks. Two hours. She would have to make her move brutal and violent once she got a better handle on how destroyers move.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yeah, there were some parts to this that just left Hoshi confused and worried as she keeps trying to jig potential hits. Not everyone in her group is so lucky. Neohi takes a hit and Hoshi looks over her shoulder with some concern. "Ms. Nenohi!... Okay, if you're sure. C'mon, we can do this!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Now, however, it felt like it was time to start pulling out the stops. She's not good enough to know if her charges are actually going to go anywhere helpful. Instead, she points up, into the air. "Let's go! Persona!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;What sounds like glass shatters as blue mist grows to envelop Hoshi and move behind her, gathering into a large form behind her. A green-cloaked figure with the hood up in a muddy wedding dress carrying a sword. Once fully formed, Rosamond soars out over the water, towards where Hoshi thinks she might get a bite. Preferably on Momoyo before she can do more damage. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi's not sure if she can actually send the Persona underwater, so instead the Persona raises her blade, gathering Light magic into her sword until she fires it down into the ocean beneath her. Flashes of bright gold light errupt and send water splashing violently around and into the air around them as they become explosions.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hmn, yes. Kyra Hyral and I attend the same school." Cirra replies to Katone. "We don't share any classes but we're both part of th eLight Warriors club." She looks out to the field where the destroyers skate over the surface where the submariens lurk below.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Wha--Nenohi, are you okay?" Maikaze spins around whens he hears the explosion, but looks relieved to see the pink-haired destroyer still on her feet. "Just be careful! You too, Amakasu~!" She reaches a hand out and gives a thumbs-up to the long-haired destroyer, "Good job, Hatsuharu! Keep up the beat~!" <br /><br />The blonde destroyer lets out a happy giggle as she skates back over the waves. "Don't think you can run from me. I~ found~ you~!" Another pair of depth charges is launched toward where it seems Momoyo is going, "One, two~!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa says "Admiral the fairies do ad a lot to the fleet, from what I 'm seeing o them. Depth charges are certainly something to see. They are also getting better, at it Admiral." <br /><br /> She seems to be certain on that, as she watches bot with her eyes and on her camera feeds. <br /><br /> "I heard a little of the club but not too much, and look at them go." <br /><br /> She notes pointing to the skating destroyers.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir has starting to take a more thorough interest in things once some actual action gets going. Particularly in the way these 'ships' move around. Interesting. Could be useful, considering how many Digimon seem to be based on cars and jets and tanks he bets there's a couple of boat or submarine ones out there too.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And there's the Persona. Nagato's only seen it twice before this and only once in action, but at least she knows who that one is being gunned for. "Impressive..." she whispers, arms crossed. She allowed the use of it, along with Momoyo's self healing ability, it was only fair. "Perhaps... she won't need depth charges..." she shakes her head and looks towards her sideline, "This is not a normal training session it seems.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nenohi's eyes go wide as she watches Rosamond, apparently oblivious to anything else. "Ooooh woooow....", and underwater, Goya gives Momoyo a nod and a grin. CUT IN ATTACK! Four torpedoes launch simultaneously out of Goya's launchers, all streaking towards the distracted destroyer and soon... a pillar of water envelops the destroyer who shoots back and skids along the ocean, landing face up in critical damage. "Owie..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hachi smirks at this and nods, "Good call, Momoyo, perhaps you might be great at this after all!" her book opens once more and a pair of torpedoes fire out towards Amakasu, trying to cut her off from the dancer.. Meanwhile, Iku and Imuya move to swim around, the torpedoes are non guided, fortunately, and those depth charges are lobbed, with explosion splashes around the area. Thanks to some camera actions and the like, another two confirmed hits on the submarines. Hatsuharu smiles, "You're doing a good job, Kagurazaka~ but keep up the pace or We will grab MVP." and a turn towards Maikaze, "We thank you, Maikaze!" while back underwater, Iku and Imuya's swimsuits look a bit worse for wear but they're still going at it, both of them sending a wide spread torpedo attack towards the two destroyers.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back on the surface, the Battleship listens to Cirra and Kotone, a light nod, "Perhaps if you have time next week, Cirra, I can take an operational tour of your station. And yes, Kotone, the fairies are instrumental to our equipment, more so with the modified equipment the Special Destroyers are using." It's not long but Atago shows up with a small box and a smile, "Staren, here's your outfit~, have fun."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Tch!" She saw it coming of course, but now her cover was completely obliterated, putting her back on Maikaze's radar. She was soooooo sorely tempted to shoot back, but not only was it against the rules but it would be overkill if she did.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Goya, I'm going in. Concentrate on harassing Amakasu but don't sink her. Watch her Persona, it's not a dangerous magical attack (ha, at least, not to a monster like Momoyo) but it reveals your position more reliably than sonar because the light pierces the water."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There was a concept known as the 'Death Strike' wherein rogues and assassins took advantage of the moment a comrade falls to gain momentum. For better or worse, even though she was now revealed and perfectly visible, this was her chance! Her acceleration boosts massively, finally showing off her full speed underwater. Like a shark, she charges in on the dancer, but she doesn't shoot directly at her... no, she used the three launchers to try to create a spread /around/ her where she was dodging. This of course required her to try to charge through the depth charge explosions, which she wouldn't unscathed... but it was her best chance to savagely assault the nimble dancer before she was concentrating on her rhythm again.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren continues watching the fight.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When the box is handed to him he looks at it in surprise, taking it and opening it to peer inside. "Thank you!" He smiles back, then looks a bit embarassed, "Um... obviously it's rude to damage stuff people just gave you, but since this is /armor/, do you mind if I, uh, shoot it to see how it holds up?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kagurazaka's gaining some confidence now; she double-checks her supply of depth charges, thinking grateful thoughts towards her equipment fairies. She's less worried about grabbing MVP than some of her comrades on the water ... but hey. It's *Mamiya's*. That's SERIOUSLY good food (and better desserts), and it's enough to motivate her into trying harder. "Hatsuharu, let's close in and helix them!" she calls out to her companion.<br /><br />So what does she mean by 'helixing'? Yuna explains that over a quickly-implemented private channel, thanks to Elner offering communications support: basically, a repeated scissor maneuver, taking advantage of the fact that the submarines are operating deeper in the water than Hatsuharu and Kagurazaka, who are on the surface. Criss-cross each other's paths as they follow the submarines' courses, and shower them with love and affection (that is, depth charges) from both destroyers.<br /><br />Of course, how well that works to take out BOTH subs depends on Iku and Imuya staying fairly close together - but it's possible for Kagurazaka and Hatsuhara to spread the helix wide enough to keep both of them within it. It's certainly not a standard naval maneuver ... but Yuna Kagurazaka isn't a standard destroyer girl, either.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra nods to Nagato, "Next week should be fine." though calling it a station might be over estimating it. "Alexander Academy always welcomes visitors." she crosses her arms as things start to heat up out there.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Aha, I see you now~!" Maikaze chirps cheerfully as Momoyo's quick movement makes her stand out on the sonar. "You're right over--whoah!" She definitely wasn't expecting the stand-in submarine to charge right into her depth charges, nor did she expect those torpedoes to come from within the explosion! <br /><br />The dancing destroyer spins and twirls as she spots the incoming torpedoes. "And one two~!" One more depth charge flies out, exploding close enough to detonate one of the torpedoes before it gets too close. Maikaze's twirling steps bring her safely away from a second... but at this range, she can't easily dodge two, and the third torpedo explodes dangerously close to her feet, the blast sending enough shrapnel up to rip some holes in her skirt and socks. "Only... light damage, but.. nn." Maikaze keeps moving, but she's a bit slower now, and he has another problem - that explosion stirred the water around her enough to make it hard to detect Momoyo at such close range. She's effectively blind for a few dangerous seconds.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;No hits registered, though Hoshi gets a momentary glance through the darkness of the water to spot Momoyo before she goes out of sight again. "Rgh! Man, and while we chase like idiots, the others will sneak up and get us." Though it seems like she's not getting near as much fire put on her as she might've thought she would. Why was tha-- <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh. That was why. Suddenly Nenohi was surrounded by small explosions and splashes. They'd taken her out while she was distracted. "Ahh--man! That's okay, Ms. Nenohi, nice try!" It was almost like some kind of sport, here. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As tempted as Hoshi is to keep pushing the envelope on Momoya, with one of their group down she'd have to make sure to keep the other two from engaging on Maikaze. "I'll try to keep them off your back, Ms. Maikaze. Deal with Ms. Kawakami!" She calls over her radio. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The Persona remains flying over the field, draining some of Hoshi's energy, but casting a Mahama like that had taken a lot out of her. She'd have to rely on single-targets, or her depth charges! Which, while trying desperately to figure out where Goya and Hachi were--oh wait there where torpedoes! "Whoa!" She speeds up immiediately to avoid the salvo, and grabs depth charges in both hands. Both are thrown vaguely in Hachi's direction. She's really not good at figuring out where they were.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"I think it's time to get a closer look at the action." With that said Gaonoir launches fully into the air, looping over backwards to get to a horizontal position and speeding off towards the encounter proper. Though he keeps up high enough that he won't interfer in things, but he wants to get a direct look of the sortie as it's going on.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Low-yield indeed, while Momoyo's suit was slightly scratched up, at some point she would be ordered to stand down even if her gear and air tanks were intact. Attacking this brutally was going to burn through her air tank even faster, but if she let her Maikaze was going to ruin her plan by dragging things out till the other team was handled by Yuna.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Mhmhmhm...hahahaha!!! I'm watching you dance, Maikaaaaazzeeee~!" she calls out, as she hurriedly punches the launch button enough to throw six in a slightly delayed circle around the dancer at close range. She was so sorely tempted to punch at or near Maikaze... but Nagato had hammered her with enough hard labor this week that she thought better of it. There was one thing she could do though that would be patently hilarious and more or less in the rules though.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She was going to yank Maikaze halfway under the water by her ankle and zerbert her until her giggling clogged up the radio. Pbbbbbbbbbt~!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Admiral would /not/ be impressed at all, but it would take the edge off her vicious assault...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa says "They do seem to fill a lot of jobs that computers might on my world. It's curious to see honestly." <br /><br /> She looks at STaren for a moment peering at him tilting her head and does something strange as she looks at him. <br /><br /> "You going to field test that your self, Staren?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato watches the training sortie happen and with Nenohi's critical damage, she shakes her head. Then there were four. Nagato keeps her silence this time and frowns, at least her submarines are being effecctive... and Momoyo's tactics are effective as well... perhaps...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back on the battlefield, Hatsuharu shakes her head, "Our sister has fallen, we shall pick up the pace as it were." with Yuna's guidance, she assists with the helix maneuver, showering the two submarines with depth charges! The intricate dance on top of the water leaves the two submarines, Iku and Imuya scrambling, too many depth charges! Many explosion splashes are up and soon, Iku and Imuya float to the surface, white flags raised. "We surrender!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, Goya and Hachi revel only slightly in their first 'kill' and start to close in on Amakasu now that Momoyo had Maikaze busy. "Large spread?" a nod, and a wide spread of six torpedoes are going Amakasu's way in a criss cross pattern to make it difficult but not impossible to dodge. "Momoyo, finish Maikaze, hurry! We can't take the assault much longer!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago smiles and looks towards Staren, "Of course, we can repair it without an issue and it doesn't take that much to fix!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>More torpedoes! Even through the roiling water, Maikaze can make out those sudden movements. "Wh... H.. hey, it's dangerous to fire at such close range!" One of them explodes dangerously nearby, and a frantic, panicked launch of depth charges take out a few more, but she has to dodge the rest. And at this range, it's not easy! "A...ah, one, two~ one, two~!" She missteps and actually steps on the tail end of a torpedo, fortunately not close enough to the front to cause it to explode, but it does make her lose her balance. Arms flail wildly as she tries to keep from tipping over, when she feels hands grabbing onto her leg.<br /><br />Maikaze lets out a shriek of surprise as she's yanked down partway underwater, then squeals and flails as her stomach is assaulted. "N...nooooo, stop, I'm ticklish there~!" Seems like she's out of the battle.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"You put up a good fight!" Kagurazaka calls out to Iku and Imuya, doing a brief pirouette on the water, then sailing past Hatsuharu to give her a quick high-five. "Should we help any of the other teams ... ?"<br /><br />She comes to a near-stop and looks around to see how the other groups are faring.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then suddenly Hoshi was completely alone. She could only get split-second looks at what happened to take Maikaze down, but seeing her go partially into the water was alarming as hell for a second. "WHa--!" Then she was giggling. Hoshi's face collapses into grumpiness as she lets out a slow, long-suffering sigh. "Oh good." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her sonar was beeping at her eratically as suddenly there were a lot more torpedoes coming her way. "Aww crap!" Way too many for her to dodge flat out. THen she gets a bright idea. It's not going to be pleasant--but it'll keep her up. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rosamond whips around from where she was and flies immediately towards her User, striking the water four feet away from Hoshi hard enough to send the kendo girl scrambling on a decent wave. As the torpedoes come in, the Persona flourishes her sword and charges forward, slashing the torpedoes as they came and tearing them apart. Some still explode, throwing the Persona a couple feet, but it gives Hoshi room to slip through the gap. "Ghh. Minor damage," she grunts. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Now she /knows/ where those two subs are, and as she charges through the breach Hoshi takes up two more depth charges and throws them down. "No way I'm going down without some of you! Take that!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With it down to three destroyers and three submarines, Nagato gives a nod, watching how Amakasu deals with being by herself. She gives a nod, that Persona coming into play and with that, "Good..." comes the voice of the battleship. "Using her Persona to take the damage while suffering minimal herself, a good tactic..." Though, with Iku and Imuya giving up it's up to Goya and Hachi. Two submarines versus a lone destroyer. Usually this would be a bad matchup... for the Destroyer.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Momoyo 'dealing' with Maikaze, Goya and Hachi turn tail for a moment... spotted by the Persona Destroyer... "She needs work.." "She'll be effective at surprise attacks though..." and with this, they turn around and launch two torpedoes each, straight line ahead into the charging Amakasu. BUt with the spotting and how late they were to the torpedo firing... those depth charges strike water, strike submarine and with a splash... the two float up with white flags...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"END SORTIE!" Nagato shouts, "Rally to my position..." she waits a bit, looking along the gathered girls... "I commend you on your effectiveness. Momoyo, while brutish and... unorthodox, your underwater tactics were effective. Good job." she turns to Nenohi and sighs, "You need work to get less distracted, you failed the training test..." Nenohi pouts a bit and nods, "I'm sorry, Admiral."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kagurazaka, Amakasu, Hatsuharu, commendable job. You have seemed to grasp anti submarine warfare decently." a direct look at Hatsuharu, "Well done.". A look towards Maikaze, "Commendable job being distracting to the enemy, however, that can prove fatal on a real sortie. Be careful next time." she is handed two flags by Atago and with a nod... "The victor for this training sortie is..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She lets it linger for a good thirty seconds... "The destroyers!" she gives a brief nod, "You are all to report to the docks to refuel, and to head to Mamiya's after for dinner. On my tab for everyone." she turns to Momoyo, "After you're done at Mamiya's, you are to clean the halls of the barracks and do the laundry for the entire Destroyers hall. After that, you are free to leave the service."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren gives Kotone a 'really?' look. "No, I'm going to lay it on the ground and shoot it." His hand goes to his holster and taps his laser pistol for emphasis.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then he nods to Atago, "Alright." opening the box and taking out the shirt and jacket. If they're on a hangar, he finds a wall to stick the hangar against. Otherwise, he lays them out flat on the ground. Either way, he puts plugs in his ears, then...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After each weapon he inspects the armor for how it handled the damage. He starts with a few shots from a conventional pistol. Then moves up to his laser pistol on its four settings from low to high, then a slash and stab with his beam saber... he's really not going easy on it, trying /everything/. There's some kind of energy grenade, and then tests a few kinds of missile. One is about the size of a magic marker, and flies off in the distance a few hundred feet before coming back with built-up speed and ramming it and exploding with the force of a few old-timey grenades. Staren draws a seperate missile pistol design and fires one with some kind of energy-explosion warhead, like the grenades from earlir in miniature. Then he fiddles with the first missile pistol, loading some kind of special ammo and firing it. It may be hard to tell from watching, but on impact it suddenly releases a concentrated and unidirectional blast of plasma.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa says "Not bad, use what you got, that's how I'm still alive. She's getting good. I admit the more I see of this the more curious I get about it. Also I'll have the recordings sent to you by morning, Admiral. Hopefully I can do this more so it can help with everyone's training." <br /><br /> She looks out at the training ground as she calls the end of the sesson. She looks back at Staren for a moment looking at him. <br /><br /> "What?" <br /><br /> Staren has mentioned he's a shape shifter after all. She attemps to look as innocent as possible on the subject. Kotone also turns on her own noise filters as Staren does his thing to test things out.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Not sure how I feel 'bout humans doin' our work," Kiso comments toughtfully, "Though, gotta admit, the extra hands are always .. handy. Heh heh heh..." Eye closing, she scratches at the side of her nose for a moment in quiet contemplation, then turns around in a billowing of her camouflaged cloak, "I'll handle th' perimeter patrols tonight. Let the kiddos rest it off, eh Flagship?" With that, Kiso hops down from the observation platform, and then down again into the water with a splash.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Given the fading light, it's difficult to see her almost immediately as she accellerates out to sea, due to the camo pattern on her outerwear. Only the offset white cap stands out atop her head, and the occasional glimmer of metal from her shoes.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Whoo! Two down! Hoshi grins a bit fiercely as she manages to at least hold her own against all of this. She tries to turn around to get a look for Mamoyo, but then Nagato calls the exercise, and she lets out a tiny, thankful breath. Perfect timing. Releasing her hold on Rosamond, the Persona fades away once again. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back with the others and the Admiral, Hoshi is honestly expecting to lose, but--hey! They did it! Hoshi grins tiredly, patting Nenohi to try and comfort her. "Good fight, everyone. I... am so freaking hungry, too." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the ceremony over, such as it was, Hoshi grins and waves to everyone who watched, then starts making her way to the dock for her well-deserved break.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When things conclude Cirra nods her head slightly, "Unconventional by Kawamaki, but in this case it's hard to deny the effectiveness." she turns towards Nagato, "THank you for having me." and bowing with her helmet under her arm.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kagurazaka grins ear to ear at the announcement that the destroyers' side won, and comes to attention, saluting Nagato. "Thank you, Admiral!" If there's nothing else she needs to linger for, she heads back to the docks - possibly alongside Hatsuharu, so they can chat some more about how the exercise went. Not that Yuna can think of that much to say about it, but - well, any excuse to strike up a friendship with another kanmusu, okay? Although she should also attend some to Iku and Imuya, particularly if they need support (physical or moral) on the way back. It sounds like the carrot/stick of 'losers buy winners' meal' got rescinded, so she's not worried about *that*.<br /><br />She may be wondering what to order when she gets there, though.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I understand your concern, Kiso, however these girls are specially picked from previous engagements with and they entered on their own volition." Nagato mentions, the bad pun gets a very... very light chuckle out of the battleship as she turns towards the Torpedo Cruiser, "Understood, you'll have a space in the docks reserved for you, and if you would like to enter discussion about this, I will more than happy oblige." she gives Kiso a salute and....<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Suddenly armor testing by Staren. Akitsumaru looks less than pleased about her Daihatsu being used as a platform for such, but the craft holds up under everything that Staren's throwing at the outfit... Atago is likewise looking less than pleased about this, her handcrafted outfit getting blasted and the like. Fortunately, the outfit seems to only suffer minimal damage. Holes here and there... and everything UNDER the outfit... is intact.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir eventually comes to land next to Nagato, though land is a relative term since he remains hovering just off the ground, his engines spinning down to an almost silent hum once he's not moving. "Quite a fleet you've got around you, Admiral."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato turns to Gaonoir, "I'm glad you were able to join us on this sortie. It's been a few months since we've last had our own little battle, has it not? Good to see that you are still active." she turns to look at her fleet and then back towards Gaonoir, "It's a wonderful fleet, is it not? I look to add more to it, more daughters... but only time will come for that."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir emits a barking laugh in return. "Considering how that went, I'm glade I haven't ended up on the other end of your guns again too." There's a subtle sound similar to the buzz of a viewscreen shutting off and he flips his visor up onto the top of his head with two fingers. "Yeah, I'm still around. Just... been occupied with Digimon matters." It's the best way to put it. "Not been in much for naval battles so it was interesting to see."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She said it would be easy to fix or replace! Staren makes an impressed grunt at the way it stands up to the earlier attacks, though eventually it becomes clear that further attacks will just reduce it to an even more tattered state. He's fairly surprised and impressed. "Maybe it's not quite as tough as a heavy suit of body armor, but it's better than my coat!" Beat. "That's not, like, an insulting comparison or anything. The coat is special armored clothing, just in case... But it doesn't cover me as well or weigh as little or take quite as much punishment as /this/." He picks up the now-damaged outfit and puts it in the box. "How do you make it? Magic?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago looks at Staren curiously, "It's carefullly made using fabric we have made here. A mixture of the steel we use for our repairs as well along with something else. Akashi doesn't even let me know the composition of it." she ponders a bit, looking to Staren some more and the tattered outfit, "And now I have to go get it repaired. Akashi just made this today too..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Steel fabric?" Staren sounds interested. Then sweatdrops. "Err... sorry. I guess, in retrospect, I should have asked for a bolt of cloth to test it on... at least the pants are okay! But I mean... I had to see how well it stands up. I'll pay Akashi for the work and materials, have them send me an invoice through the Union."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir just raises a brow quietly at the conversation. He's still grasping the aspect that non-Digimon don't just have their clothing or armor or whatever appearing as part of their form when they evolve.<br> <br><br />
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|Synopsis=Amakasu heads into the mirror forest with Nagato and Kal...<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So many days after Christmas and New Years, the town of Alberichstadt has once again returned to it's (mostly) quiet ways; the northeast side of town filled with the metropolis of a modern city, the southwestern slimming down to quiet neighborhoods and cottages broken up by areas of construction work on the street. For all intents and purposes, this town looked completely normal, maybe even boring. It seemed nobody here knew anything about what else was amongst them. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi has sent out her coordinates to lead Nagato and Kal to the Die Reisenden shack, a little past the outskirts of the Black Forest. Hoshi's voice rings out momentarily on their radios. "Uh--do me a favor. I'm not sure how human you look, Mr. Udar, so I'm hoping you won't scare anyone. It's... nobody here is used to non-human things just yet." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The shack itself is covered with snow, but it's a damn sight better than how it'd been at the past. It even has it's own power generator and heating now. Hoshi's waiting inside in her kendo armor, staring with a firm expression at the mirror that stood in the corner of the little building. Arrivals brought her to stand and push open the door with a grunt. "Welcome, everyone. Please, come in."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That one night Nagato did a night patrol with Amakasu was an interesting night. They both learned about each other and what things they're capable of doing and the mention of wanting to join Amakasu in Alberichstadt if she needed any assistance, and for now, it looks like this is what she needed. Done up in a large cloak to hide her body from the cold, she follows along the coordinates to the shack, the Battleship's without her rigging today, a reminder of where Amakasu is...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When mentioned to come in, she gives a brief nod before stepping in with careful steps... "Amakasu, so this is Alberichstadt. It's... snowier than expected." Nagato moves to one of the walls of the room and drops the cloak, "Thank you for inviting me in." she comments, giving a brief smile towards the girl. "Cozy..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:930|Alden (930)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Alden was deeply regretting coming to wander around this town, that much was certain, snow and lizardish creatures don't mix too well, and he did not dare to change that fact in fear that he might freak out some random person looking at him!. He mostly explored the town, rubbing his sides and clutching the fur on his back tightly, trying to cover himself better. His random roaming finally brought him near a shack, and a cloaked person. While he did not try to call the people approaching the shack, he might draw some attention if only due to being unusual. At least he was not sinking in the snow.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:932|Kal Udar (932)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal lands outside the shack, neatly circumventing the entire problem of looking distinctively nonhuman by just flying over all the human parts of the area. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; That said, he doesn't look TOTALLY nonhuman. He's very tall - on the order of seven feet, with a lot of muscles under his jacket and pants - but the general shape of him is human. He has a human-looking face, hair, legs, hands with the right number of fingers, et cetera. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It's just that in his human-looking face are weird bird-looking eyes, and attached to his back are wings nearly fourteen feet in wingspan, which fold up as he lands. Kal ducks under the door and heads inside, a bit awkwardly because, again, he's seven feet tall. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Is this 'cold'?" Kal asks excitedly, "Was all of that stuff 'snow'? And you have so many trees, too! It's amazing, it's really amazing! Wasn't it amazing, Rider? Didn't we have a great flight?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It is at that moment that a bulbous-headed grey thing, about four-ish feet tall, emerges next to him. The thing is in every way the classical image of the Grays - grey skin, bulbous black eyes, slender delicate hands, long fingers, slightly hunched over. It burbles out some gibberish. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I think he agrees with me," Kal says.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato and Kal both get small smiles and waves, though Hoshi seems a lot more comfortable around the Admiral. Unfortunately for the bird man, it's quite clear this shack wasn't meant for someone of his eight--or his wings--he'll probably have to slouch over a fair amount. "Thank you guys for coming--er. S-sorry about the height of this place, Mr. Udar. Uh, don't worry, the Forest will be... different. You'll see soon." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's when she's about to close the door and start briefing Nagato and Udar about where they were going, she spots Alden. At first she nearly goes for her locket, but looking over him... "Uh... Hey. Y'know, it's warm in here. You can... come in, I guess? As long as you don't try to attack us. This place is neutral under Die Reisenden, if you try." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once the Digimon makes his choice, Hoshi goes back to the other two. "Sorry about that. We'll be going through the mirror over in the corner there. The Forest is filled with monsters, and it's not very comfortable to be in, so keep that in mind."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:930|Alden (930)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Alden normally he might doubt at such an invitation but he happened to see the weird winged... man? come inside, and the promise of warmth was too much to pass at this very moment. He does his best to simply run full tilt towards the shack. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Thank you!, it's so cold!" he chimes, rubbing his sides again and getting a better look to Nagato, Kal and Hoshi. "Don't worry, not wanting to attack anything." he says. He listens closely, the mention of 'through the mirror' and 'monsters' catching his attention. "Through the mirror?" he asks softly.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:932|Kal Udar (932)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal shrugs. "It's okay. I'm fine! Don't worry about me. I've been in way worse than this." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rider burbles again. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Besides, Rider's gonna do most of the work anyway." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal gives Alden and Nagato a very long stare. Neither of them are human, and since they aren't A-RAY, Liner, or Servant, they're totally outside the things Kal is used to. He tilts over like he's going to poke one of them, then decides not to. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 'Going through the Mirror' receives a polite blink from Kal.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato eyes the bird man warily, she's duty bound to protect Amakasu from anything... including this strange thing before her. Then again, the Multiverse is full of strange things. Then when the Digimon makes its entrance, she frowns, two things to keep her eyes on... just what was Amakasu thinking. "I see. You'll have the armor of the big seven to protect you if something happens, Amakasu." she states, giving a soft crack of her knuckles. Even if she didn't have her gear, she was at least competent in melee.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns to keep looking at Udar, that stoic, judging look upon her face, "I know not of this Rider you mention, however, if Amakasu trusts you enough to be here, then so be it." and the Digimon speaks, Nagato does her best to try not to hug the thing, it's actually kinda cute. Maybe later when it's just her around... Once she acknowledges Alden's entrance, she turns towards the mirror in the corner, "From my recollection, mirrors only reflect and cannot be passed through without breaking it. IS this not the case?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It gets a little snicker out of her to watch Alden running for the door, but she lets him in as promised before closing the door behind him. As she promised, it is warm. And there's no snow! There /is/, however, the issue of what he was going to do. here. "Uh... Crap. Well, first things first, I'm Amakasu Hoshi, or Amakasu. You can either come with us or stay here, I guess, just don't steal anything." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back to the other two. Nagato seems a little ill at ease, and Kal is curious. Not too bad. "Thanks, Admiral," Hoshi says with a small smile. "It's actually pretty important here. Anyway, he's with the Union like us, so it's okay." She has to spare a glance at Rider. She'd seen a Grey before, it's not a shock, but she's not quite sure what work it'll be doing. "Is he?... I guess so. Well, for now..." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It'll probably be better to just show them, so Hoshi squishes past the three and makes her way to the mirror. When she reaches it, she doesn't even break her stride--she starts walking through it, the glass wavering like ripples in a pond. She comes to a stop when just one of her arms is visible, motioning for the others to follow, until it too goes inside. The mirror looks completely undisturbed until the next person touches it. It's like cold, syrupy water to the touch. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;On the other side lies an incredible vista, shrouded by the darkness of dusk and clouds. Much like the forest they'd been in, this one is filled with trees. However, here each and every one of them is made of mirrored glass. The slightest errant spark of light can carry for what seems to be miles here; in fact, that's really the only reason any of them can see in here. Within the shadows, however, one might feel the tingling sensation of watching, malevolent eyes... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;What was the mirror looks to be a tiny little pond here, with Hoshi waiting for them on the other side--with a sword, now, drawn and ready. Her face is grim. "This feels bad."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:930|Alden (930)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Alden is fine with the staring, and is used to seeing non human creatures of pretty much any kind imaginable, so he is simply curious about Kal, and the mention of this 'Rider'. He tilts his head and offers a smile when stared at, lizardy tail giving a lazy wag as he begins to warm up. He offers a friendly wave, before turning towards Nagato, waving as well. "I'm Alden." he introduces himself. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;. His attention focuses on teh mirror display, moving closer, and reaching to poke at the mirror curiously, "How?" he mumbles.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:932|Kal Udar (932)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I have no idea if she trusts me or not!" Kal replies cheerfully. His good cheer appears to be relentless, in fact. "I mean, I hope so, but even if she didn't, I'm not really interested in fighting anyway. Lighten up! I don't really like hurting people." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rider burbles again, scrambling forward on all fours like some sort of weird Grey caveman as they walk to the back of the shack. When Hoshi steps through the mirror, Kal lets out a (musical) whistle and follows right behind without a second thought. Rider follows in behind him. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal lets out another (musical) whistle at the forest. "Wow, this is great! Look at all this glass! I've never seen anything like this." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rider, meanwhile, reaches into...something...and draws what looks like a 1960s raygun, complete with weird unnecessary rings. It thrums and crackles as Rider lopes forward, scanning the perimeter with its gigantic bulbousy black eyes.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a bit of a nod towards Amakasu and then back towards Kal and Alden. "Nameship of the Nagato class battleships. Nagato." her voice is stern and stoic, a hint of pride and all buisness in the voice. When the mention that Kal's with the Union, she visibly relaxes... just a bit. "I see. Very well." she scoots aside as Amakasu makes her way to the mirror... and walks through it, "Amakasu?!" she doesn't wait for anyone else and follows along once that hand dissapears, ducking just a bit to fit through the mirror without problem.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The view on the otherside is quite unsettling towards the Admiral, but once her sight is set on Amakasu with sword, Nagato moves up towards her side, eyes scanning along the glassy horizon. "I do not like the feel of this place." she whispers towards Amakasu, "Glass trees... and a strange sensation... as if something is watching." her knuckles crack once more, ready to defend at a moments notice.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato turns a bit towards Kal, "I do not 'lighten up'. More so with my Destroyer in a very dangerous place." she frowns a bit at Kal, "HOwever, I'm not interested in fighting you, it will only serve to distract."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To Hoshi, all of this stopped being a truly alien experience long ago, and her confident sword stance says so as she studies the area. "If you're with the Union, it's good enough for me," is Hoshi's response to this whole trust question. She's pretty accepting normally--and too busy trying to figure out what was causing that greater aura of menace here. "Yeah, I hadn't seen anything like it either, until I got thrown in here. It's seriously dangerous in here, so be careful." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gets an agreeable nod. She didn't really like this place either. "As far as I can tell, it's always been like this. Usually a little less 'there's something watching', but... I think we might want to be a little more careful on this one. Let's move out." It's probably better that Alden stayed inside for this one... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After a couple seconds of deliberation, Hoshi starts making her way out, slipping between mirror trees while she talks quietly, her feet lightly crunching actual soil and bits of glass. "The monsters in here don't have to make sense. Keep that in mind, or they'll do something you didn't expect." She goes quiet for a few minutes more, but eventually the feeling of being watched continues as they hit a clearing--and the first of the Shadows appear in front of them. It looks like someone took a human and exaggerated them to grotesque levels, features stretching and warping as if they, too, were reflections. It's wearing what looks to be an old Napoleonic French uniform, and it's saluting, but... not moving. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi comes to a dead stop at the odd sight, tilting her head. "Uh... So, this is weird."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:930|Alden (930)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Alden watches the other two walk through the mirror, tempted to join and see whaqt was goign on, but... he had no clue where they were going, and who they were fighting, plus he was still really cold... he decided he was going to wait there, enjoy the heat, and perhaps help if they decide to call for help.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I see, then, I will try to ... relax ... as you called it." Nagato mentions, giving a nod, "Understood, Flagsh.... Amakasu." she shakes her head, keeping right next to Amakasu as they head out, "I'm sure that ... thing ... resting inside your cabin can take care of itself." Nagato ducks and weaves through those trees, saying little else throughout the encounter. "Understood, you know the area better than us, I will trust you with direction then, Amakasu."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The clearing is reached and the twisted human appears in front of them. Nagato stares hard at the figure, giving a light nod, "I'm not sure why, but... the uniform looks familiar to me." the salute, while something Nagato's not seen, she does recognize it as such and, in traditional World War Two fashion, gives a salute back from the Imperial Japanese Navy in respect to the salute. She holds it for a moment, then lets it down, turning to Amakasu, "It is strange, but it does not seem to be hostile as of yet, in addition, it's in salute..." Nagato's curious on how it would respond to that IJN Salute of hers...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:932|Kal Udar (932)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "So this isn't normal?" Kal asks, pointing at the weird Napoleonic Shadow, "Just to make sure. Your worlds are really weird, after all!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rider of Green straightens. Apparently Rider dislikes this thing. It waves its raygun menacingly in the Shadow's direction, hoping for some sort of response, perhaps. It also ambles a bit closer, much like a wild animal testing another wild animal's territory. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hey, Rider, don't get too close, okay?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rider burbles what might be an affirmative. Kal sighs and scratches his head. "Well, I guess it's okay. Rider can take care of himself just fine, after all." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rider stops just on the edge of wherever it estimates the Shadow's personal space to be. It straightens - that is, it stops crouching and stands on two legs instead of loping about like a caveman, drawing itself up to its bent-over four-foot height. It tilts a bulbousy head to the side as Kal looks around.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Any attempts to hail this strange creature seem to be outright ignored. It doesn't even look like it's moving to breathe. Utterly still, like a statue commemorating a graveyard or a field of battle. Hoshi seems to be as baffled as the rest of them are. "It's not speaking in riddles or trying to kill us... I'm not really getting what's up. Maybe it just doesn't want to fight...?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Rider makes his way towards the Shadow, it originally looks like nothing's going to happen there, either. Only, Kal might be able to see hints of movement out in the trees beyond the clearing. Snapping glass and bushes crackle as other warped figures make their appearance--and these ones are armed. Some are like the little French soldier ahead--others are giant, hulking blonde brutes stacked with so much muscle it was sickening, contrasted by oddly-innocent faces. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The saluting one in particular finally moves. A piece of it's coat slides to the side as it's hand drops the salute--there's a hole in it's chest, but more than that, is that a /gun/ buried in there-- <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;BAM! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As soon as the first shot is fired at Rider, the figures charge. The soldier Shadows pull muskets out of similar holes and start firing, while the brutes try to bumrush them. Hoshi grabs Nagato and dives away to the side to avoid some of the rifle fire. "Gaaah--crap! I should've known. I'll cover you, Admiral!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:932|Kal Udar (932)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Ah, so, this is an ambush," Kal notes mere seconds before Rider is shot in the chest. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The little grey thing goes flying as physics catch up with it, sending it flying backwards. It tumbles to the floor, its bulbous head making the whole trip look much like ragdoll physics as it bounces off the ground. It appears to be bleeding green goo. Maybe it's just not very durable? <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal, meanwhile, tilts his head backwards, narrowly avoiding some musketball shots. He whistles a musical tune again as he tilts forward, avoiding some more. "Hey, hey," Kal says, "I don't wanna fight!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He points at the little grey Rider lying on the ground. "Fight him, okay? He's the one you want to fight." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rider lays there for all of another moment before it stands back on its skinny little legs. It wobbles for a moment, warbling under the gunfire. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Its hand goes to the side of its head as it raises its raygun. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The Shadow directly in front of Rider gets a taste of telekinetic thrust as Rider's eyes turn 60s-sci-fi purple. Rider moves to fling the Shadow into the other Shadows firing on the bird-man. Its raygun, meanwhile, snaps up at one of the shadows firing on Kal, too, drawing yet more aggro. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal otherwise has not moved much. He reaches up to scratch the back of his neck. "What should I do," he wonders aloud as Rider scampers over to protect the girls.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Something didn't feel right... "Maybe, but..." she watches Rider makes its way over and the shot is fired. Nagato doesn't even get time to react as Hoshi grabs and dives with Nagato to the side, "GHrk!" comes a strange noise from the Admiral, "An ambush?!" the sudden bit of going from standing to on the ground... and when Amakasu mentions her covering the Admiral? How she wish she had a gun to use, but...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"A strange turn of events, for you to be the escort destroyer for an unarmed battleship." she mutters, moving to get up. "But I'm still as armored as it comes, Amakasu. Be careful!" with this, Nagato rushes in herself. Even without a weapon, her fists do pack a good wallop, along with her strong legs for an equally powerful kick.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There's two things on her mind at this very point... protect Amakasu and subdue the attackers. With this, she rushes up to a couple of the Shadows and brings a roundhouse kick to one of them. Nagato's not entirely sure how well this will work, but, it worked on an Abyssal...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Shadows seem either unwilling or incapable of understanding anything that Kal has to say, but the formerly saluting Shadow does raise it's hand into the air as it proclaims shrilly, "FOR THE QUEEN!" It is about to join the fight with the rest, but Rider's psychic abilities send it flying into the bulk of one of the brutes, who nearly falls over and looks around stupidly before blundering on. With all the fire Rider's putting out, the brute Shadow heads towards him, brandishing a trunk of glass that it tries to use to flatten him. As the rest of the creatures stream into the valley, it's easier to put a definite number to them: five soldier Shadows and two brutes. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi doesn't seem any more pleased than Nagato was as she dug out her locket. "Yeah, of course. You too--I'm serious when I tell you these guys aren't normal!" When Nagato charges, Hoshi follows soon after. The soldier that Nagato finds tries to block her foot with it's musket, but it's unable to stand; Hoshi immediately dives for it and starts trying to cut it down. Nagato still has to deal with the soliders and the other, oncoming brute--and they're certainly firing at her now.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:932|Kal Udar (932)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal skips backwards, away from the immediate front-line, and moves near Nagato and Hoshi. "Hey, Rider! She needs a weapon! Lend her your gun, huh?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rider makes an indecipherable, high-pitched burbling noise, then tosses the 1960s raygun at Nagato's hands. It turns back to the enemy, the tiny Servant baring its hands like it's about to attack. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The tree trunk comes down hard. It is large, and glass, and like six times Rider's size. Rider is tiny and skinny and looks like it would break in a stiff breeze. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ...which is probably why it's so surprising that, when the dust clears, Rider is actually holding the glass trunk in its long, delicate-looking fingers. There's green goo flowing from its hands, but it either hasn't noticed or doesn't care. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Thin muscles bulge as Rider attempts to simply lift the trunk, the Shadow, the whole kit'n'kaboodle, and bring it smashing down onto another armed brute. It lets out a horrific alien roar, a shrill and garbled noise like a theramin distorted through radio static, and goes on the attack. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal puts a hand in his pocket. "I guess he's okay. And now they've stopped fighting me, so that's good."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kal, order your thing to distract them. Amakasu, line ahead formation, we'll strike as one!" she shouts, staring at the Former Saluting Shadow, "Your queen, is no longer here." she scowls, "All units, charge!" as they get knocked down from the sweeping advance, only to keep going ahead, fist thrown ahead to try and knock another one back, "Get out of my Destroyer's way!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A quick glance is given towards Amakasu, "You got it, right? Show me how you fight here on land!" before sweeping forth again to try and take out a few more. Though, the gleam of that raygun catches the battleship's eyes and she snaps it out of the air, taking a point to one, and with a pull of the trigger, she lets the gun do its work towards another one, finally, a gun in her hands... now she can show the true power of the Big Seven. Even without her 41cm guns...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The brute Shadow and his wearpon weigh a /lot/, and probably somewhere in it's stupid little brain the creature thought that Rider was dead. That said, it blinked slowly when it was suddenly being bodily lifted and hurled towards the brute that was about to start getting into the girl's business. Both go down in flailing heaps and low, urgent grunts as two of the Soldiers turn to Rider. They fire once before charging in with bayonets fixed. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With the brute temporarily out of the way, Nagato was clear to push forward. One of the soldiers manages to go flat on the ground when the raygun fires, and the tree behind him grows several spidery cracks that result in the tree starting to come down. The second one gets caught dead in the face and is sent flying; eventually, the sizling hole in it's face grows until the whole Shadow is gone. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Despite the downed Shadow trying to fight off Hoshi, eventually the girl removes the thing's head before turning to get back to Nagato's flank. Line ahead, right. If it was time to fight like she was on land... She clicks her locket open and stands firm. Blue mist encircles her as she calls out, "Come to me, Rosamond!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The sound of shattering glass, and from the blue mist the green hooded and cloaked figure of Rosamond takes form, her muddy wedding dress flapping delicately as she dives out immediately. The giant broadsword she carries comes down, point first, on one struggling brutes, and the Persona keeps mercilessly stabbing downwards until the thing finally dies. Then she starts flying for the soldier.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:932|Kal Udar (932)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The spindly little Rider gets shot at, again. This time, it's slightly more prepared, moving with more speed than it possibly should be capable of. It darts forward on all fours, soaking bullets with its very small shoulderblade (if indeed it even HAS a bone there), and applying forward momentum to cancel out the fling-back effect of the heavy musketry. Abuse of physics isn't something you often see INTENTIONALLY out of a Servant. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Of course, the other side to this is that it appears that Rider's arm is currently flopping backwards in a way it most definitely should not, as far as any metric of organs should be able to tell. It looks like Rider outright cracked its own arm to keep going. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rider lunges at the soldiers. It most definitely didn't have a mouth before, but now it does, a shrieking, circular maw full of sharp little teeth. It leaps onto the first soldier, moving to close its maw around the enemy's head and just...deal with the problem. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal seems wildly unconcerned by his Servant's furious bleeding. He instead focuses on Rosamund, letting out another musical whistle. "That's pretty cool. Is that your brain-thing? I like that, that's neat!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal heads up behind the girls, keeping their flank clear just by being behind them. He does not appear to be engaging, beyond that. "Rider understands US, by the way. I think. I've never been totally clear!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Without her guns and her rigging, Nagatos' pretty mobile on land and that smirk of power shows upon her face, though with the unexpected fall in with Kal... she's got a three person fleet here, four if you count that spindly thing. "Advance, all units full speed! Combined First Fleet, FINISH THIS!" she shouts, "Line ahead, all main guns..." a pause... nagato wasn't equipped... but with Rosamond showing, this has turned to be a near full fleet. "Amakasu, do your thing!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She looks to Kal, a nod... "Whatever you are doing, it is working, keep it up. And thank you for the akward gun." She aims, clicks, fires and continues moving to try and kick one more... "How dare you assault my Destroyer... How dare you assault the Fleet I've been charged to protect! You will not live to see any more sunrises... now sink!" she looks at the gun, trying to deduce a few things and fiddle with it before holding it awkwardly... the gun facing the wrong way.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Click... She fires the gun and hopes it has enough power to do her signature recoil punch!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;By now, they'd managed to almost completely clear the clearing. As Rider chomps down upon one of the soldiers that fired at him and Nagato puts another through with the ray gun, there are only two left; one more soldier, and the brute that has finally managed to get up, though he leaves his weapon behind as he dumbly stumbles along towards Nagato and Hoshi. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's got a fire burning in her, and it's inspiring Hoshi, as well. "Yeah, that's my Persona. ANd now that we're close to the end, let's wrap this crap up! Rosamond!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rosamond had been going for the last remaining soldier Shadow, but Hoshi's command instead has her pushing off from the ground and going into the air. She floats there delicately, looking down at the battlefield, until she raises her sword to the sky. One of the many errant gleams hits her sword, and the weapon gleams a bright gold for a moment. "This is going to be bright!" Hoshi yells out, covering her eyes. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For a moment, most of the clearing is covered in a golden haze that forms into written prayers and talismans. They at first seem relatively benign until the words on each page begin to burn, and explosive Light magic fills the clearing. Thankfully, none of the adventurers are harmed, but they would be buffetted by the concussive force released by each blast. Both of the Shadows disappear in the many explosions. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When it's finally over, Hoshi uncovers her eyes and looks around quickly, before dropping to her butt with a thankful sigh. "We're safe..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:932|Kal Udar (932)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal covers his eyes hurriedly at the note that this would be bright. This only makes sense - he is a bird, after all. His vision is much better than other people's. The explosion of Light, therefore, meets the back of Kal's hands as it sweeps through the field. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rider merely finishes devouring the creature and turns back to the group. Its maw is nowhere to be seen. It is bleeding green ooze from its dislocated arm, but it nonetheless hobbles over and holds out its hand politely for its raygun. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kal whistles. "So that's not normal?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The mention of the bright light is given and Nagato lids her eyes, letting Amakasu finish it off and to watch how it goes. The sight of Rosamond doing her work and the partnership between the two... Nagato's head lowers, a small smile upon her face. She made the right choice in picking Amakasu as a destroyer, the explosions finally doing something as they make that skirt and hair of hers whip around.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once it's all over, the Admiral picks her head up once more and opens her eyes, taking a look around the now empty field... "You... were not lying back then." she muttered, taking a brief look towards Rider, then the ray gun... then back to Rider. She gives a brief nod and hands the raygun back over towards the being, "You have my thanks, Rider of Kal."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato drops back to her normal stance, stoic and imposing, turning to Kal. "I would think not, however, we cannot let our guard down. I'll have my..." a pause. She didn't bring her headpeice... her radar. "I came unequipped... my radar is back at Hikari... We'll have to be careful when going back or heading forth."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A look is given towards Amakasu, "Flagship? Lead the way."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It takes Hoshi a couple seconds before she finally gets up, panting as she looks around slowly. In the sky, Rosamond slowly fades away into nothing, like she'd never even been--but the golden eyes under her hood fall squarely on Rider and remain there until she is completely gone. "Normal? Not really. We're pretty sure most Shadows aren't intelligent, so the bad luck of running into one that wanted to fight us..." Hoshi grunts and rolls her eyes. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The look around gets her aware of everyone's situation. Poor Rider was in a bad state. "Ouch... It'd probably be best if we called it a night. I'm glad for the training, but if this luck continues we might run into the Wolf and just straight out get eaten. Don't worry about it so much, Admiral. We'll get out of here soon." Though a quick blush and a tiny grin comes to her face when she's called 'flagship'. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Before they head out, Hoshi makes sure to drop to her knee in front of Rider and bow her head. "I'm very grateful that you helped us, even though you got so hurt. Hopefully we won't see anything else." She stands and spins around slowly to re-orient herself with their position. "The entrance should be that way... Let's go." Takiing a firm stride, the kendo girl starts making her way along the Mirror Forest's darkened paths.<br> <br><br />
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|Synopsis=More ALO shenanigans. This time, it's time to meet the Merchant!<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe had sent those interested people in the GU invites and is waiting for them in a large market square. She's in the full plate she's known for wearing which is a joint creation of pieces of both Liz and Theo. She'd been said to have the entire set custom made, something about getting tank pants come hell or high water. She's waiting out side the shop which clealry is a PC one given it's actually got posters and such up on it's wall and various sale notices in hte window. <br /><br /> "You see them yet?" <br /><br /> "No I don't Penndraong and you'll keep your inner nerd under control, right dad?" <br /><br /> "I always have!" <br /><br /> "You better" <br /><br /> She scans the skies and the crowd looking for her friends. She's given them all directions with the party invite, it shouldn't be too hard.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Freelia:<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral lands outside the northern part of the city, having flown in from the Sylph capital. It wasn't a massive distance, and using that trick Kirito mentioned, it squeezed the most out of her limited flight time. So she's still got a few minutes of flight left by the time she lands.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Walking through the city, Mistral follows the route to where Tana is waiting, looking for the tell-tale sign of a party member.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once she's there, she lifts a hand and calls out. "HEEEEEY TANA!" which probably calls attention from other Players in the area, though the NPCs just carry on their programmed routines, as programs are wont to do.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:451|Karian Icefang (451)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Karian accepted the invite, and not too long after the winged Salamander lands with a thud. He steps into the shop and offers a nod to everyone. "Hello Pendragon, nice to meet you." He says. He quickly begins looking over the stock, pondering if anything struck his needs.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana's foot taps albeit impatiently as she waits for the Sylph to make her entrance, looking around the area with a searching gaze... "Mistral's coming soon and..." she pops open her menu and fiddles around with it. Oh.. skills she forgot to set. Acrobatics... all the pet training skills... "This should get me ready for Staren at least." she nods before floating herself in the air without the controller.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The shout of her name causes her to turn towards the direction, along with a few other players, and Tana's smile comes to view as she shakily meets up with Mistral. "Hoooi, Mistral!" notably missing on the Cait Sith's person is that assist controller, "Shall we get going, I don't think it's good to make her wait too long for us..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And with this, she drops to the ground and offers a hug towards Mistral. "Ready when you are."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral grins, then hugs the Cait Sith. "Sure, c'mon. Y'know that big city around the giant tree? It's a bit of a walk, and I'll need to wait a bit for my flight to fully recharge." she says, gesturing the direction. "But once I'm full, we'll get some flight practice in. Deal?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She then turns to start leading the way. "Oh yeah, the wallrunning thing? Best to practice a bit first, before trying to use it in a dungeon. But it's a /really/ useful skill. Only the Light Body races like us have it. Salamanders and Gnomes are too heavy."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Pendrons avatar is a Gnome whose about as beefy as a Space Marine as he looks Karian over for a moment. <br /><br /> "Welcome aboard, I see your the first one to make it here, humm i should get the stock ready then shouldn't I?" <br /><br /> the man ducks back into the the shop while Tomoe gestures him inside it doesn't take too long for everyone to get sorted out hopefully the shop it self would be full of gear on display, weapons, armor, items of all sorts, even a few posters related to major quest events or tournmnent are here and there. Pendragon is watching with intrest as ICefang Enters while Tomoe contiunes to wait outside to flag down everyone else when they arrive.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:451|Karian Icefang (451)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Karian nods. "Aye. LEt me see what you have." He says. He looks over the stock of the store, pulling a few times to the side for potential purchase as he waits for the others. "Where do you get your stock?" He asks.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana gives a brief nod, following the more experienced person in front of her. "not a problem, I have plenty of time tonight. Atago is handling base issues right now and I've got everyone working on something so I'm not going to be bothered." though she pauses a bit, listening to the whole 'wall run' explination. "Ah, so just practice it outside of a dungeon? And... exclusive?" she grins slightly, she's going to enjoy some of these advantages.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral turns around, and smirks. "Don't get too happy about it. Plenty of DPS run Cait Sith or Sylph, so you'll be up against others that can Wall Run too." she explains. About five minutes pass before the pair are in the 'clear. "Right, should be able to fly there in Eight minutes... if we can get you off the ground without all that wobbling."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Sylph ponders. "C'mon, get your wings out and lets see if we can't get you airborne without looking like a badly animated animatronic."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana gives a bit of a nod, "I see, well then." and once they're in the clear, those wings come out without the assist controller. "Alright then." a pause, "Hey, I'm not THAT bad." she floats up a bit and shakily moves forward... like a badly animated animatronic. "... Okay, you're right..." with that she lands and watches Mistral, that tail twitching in excitement or on its own.. Tana's not mastered that thing yet...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"HOpefully we won't be TOO long going there, she's waiting for us..." she mentions, "but it shouldn't be too much to get there if we are fast, right?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Pendragon replies as he goes to point out a weapon wrack with an assortment large two handed swords and axes, meanwhiole Tomoe has thankful that her dad had made ready knowing what gear some her party was going to be in the market for. She contiuned to wait outside for a moment, at this point she starts to vault up the building without using her wings to get a better look, once she's perched up there like some kinda Western super hero as she gigures the others will be flying in sooner rather than later. <br /><br /> Back inside Pendragon looks Karian over for a moment. "Anything you need? That's not on display?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:451|Karian Icefang (451)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"That depends. I'm looking for either another sword like my current one or a means to make it stronger." Karian says. He carefully draws his sword and holds it out for Pendragon to take a read over it. It would be fairly powerful, and end-game gear, complete with an enchantment for lightning.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral smirks a bit. "See? I told ya." she teases, then hmms a bit. She murmurs something to herself, then smirks while Tana is distracted. She creeps up, and makes a grabby motion for that twitchy tail, aiming to give it a light tug before letting go. She's got an impish little smirk on her lips the entire time.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana gives a brief nod and slowly floats forward, not minding the impish smirk coming from the Slyph. "Nasa makes it sound so easy." she muttered, "But she knows how to fly even outside this place." she grumbles just lightly, oblivious to Mistral... which proves to be her mistake... The tail is tugged gently and Tana's eyes go wide, shivering and making a loud "KYAAA!" sound. The Battleship turned Catgirl turns around very... very slowly to stare at Mistral...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"THAT FELT WEIRD!" she shouts at her 'teacher', tucking that tail between her legs, frowning, "And who knows if someone made a recording of that..." the one person she doesn't want to get Tana making that sound is her sister ship, Mutsu... much less a picture of NekoNagato. "Sh... shall we just.. go forward?" she questions warily, "You take the lead... so you don't do that again...."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral giggles softly. "Sorry, sorry. I just heard that Kirito... helped... one of our other Cait Sith players learn to fly by tugging on her tail." she shrugs helplessly. "That and it's a tradition in the GU." the Sylph summons her wings, and takes to the air. Her wings barely move, though Tana might be able to see the play of muscles under the Sylph's leather tunic. "I had to learn how to fly using muscles instead of purely magic. Like Zekken said, just try to adjust the wing angle using your shoulderblades, try doing that without moving your shoulders." she explains.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;THe Sylph, regardless of In Game or Out of Game, is a natural flier, much like Nasa, though she had to learn how to harness Magic to fly outside the game world.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana is definately flying a lot better after that tail pull, however. It's a lot less shaky as she just keeps focused on watching Mistral. "Was still mean..." she muttered, "I'm not even used to HAVING a tail..." and, under her breath, "even if it makes it look cute..." she grumbles a bit, trying to move along with Mistral. "At least I'm not everywhere in the sky now... Shall we get going faster?" she lets out a soft breath and mutters something.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;o O (Maybe I should have gone Undine...)<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral rolls over, so she's flying backward to look at Tana. "Sure, lets kick it up a bit. Fold your wings down a little more flat against the sides, and angle them away from your body, should boost speed a bit."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She demonstrates, and is soon soaring away rapidly.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana gives a brief nod and follows... but as Mistral starts going off rapidly. "H..hey wait up!" and off she goes as well, those wings folded down some as she tries to catch up to the Slyph.. "We're running late!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>PEndragon nodded a little bit to Karian. <br /><br /> "Open a tade window so I can inspect the blade you have to see what I have in stock though given the company you keep I might not have anything in that level. Given your connections though to some of the better forgers in the game I doubt it would slow you down if I can't cover this." <br /><br /> Meanwhile outside Tomoe is perched watching the skies for the pair that is for the last two people in the party to arrive.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Unfortunately, Mistral is a bit too quick for her own good and is soon lost in the distance haze. Tana's party tracker also loses 'sight' of the Sylph, so something happened. At least Tomoe's little 'beacon' thing should still be showing, so it'd be a simple case of heading towards it... just keep an eye on the Flight Timer.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:451|Karian Icefang (451)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Karian openned up the trade window to let Pendragon get a good look at his sword, and over what he had to offer. "Not bad..I'll take a few things off your hands. I may also link you to my friend, a fairly high level blacksmith that made me my current gear. Should help to improve your stock even more."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fortunately, with the newfound speed and straight flight Tana's gotten... she makes it towards the main city and, with the beacon, she tries to pour on a bit more speed. She makes it just in time for the flight timer to expire and, with a loud THUNK... crashes on the roof near Tomoe... "Ita...." she twitches a bit and slides down some... "I'm fine... I promise..." she mutters, looking up towards Tomoe, "Hi."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She shakes her head a bit more to get her bearings before hopping off the roof... "So this is the Pendragon shop, isn't it? It's... good to see a new place, I was kind of getting tired of seeing Freesia..." she looks up towards the perched fairy, "Want to introduce me, Tomoe? I'm not good at this introduction thing here."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:451|Karian Icefang (451)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Karian looks over and offers a nod towards Tana. "Hello, Tana." He says. He immidiately sends over a friend request to the newbie, and goes about a quick bit of trade management. "I'll be sure to send them your way."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe is now hoping Tana is able to get there on their own and it seems that she has as she spots the Cait Sith coming in. She waves for a moment from the top of the store she'll vault down and give her a grin as she'll then show her into the shop. <br /><br /> "This is Pendragon's shop, yes, he's already helping Karian already inside." <br /><br /> The door jingles as the pait enter into the ship while hte deal is going down. <br /><br /> Pendragon nods for a moment. <br /><br /> "Given the lack of a proper exchange, getting more contacts is useful. Bloody Asian MMORPGs of all the bad habits in design for them to keep." <br /><br /> HE pauses as Tana and Tomoe enter. <br /><br /> "Ah I'd take it this is another of your friends Tomoe, but where's Mistral? I thought she'd be here as well?" <br /><br /> he's a large Gnome build like Karian would be in the real world, one might half expect him to have as insane shoulder paldrons as well. <br /><br /> "This is Tana she's new to the guild, Two handed axes are what she's working wuith right now though Tana? This is my Father Pendragon, don't mind him he's old and nerdy. He goes too far give himn a hit up side the head. More seriously what sort of armor are you looking for now?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I see." she walks inside with Tomoe and a smile is given, that tail of hers still between her legs, can't trust anyone anymore with that thing flailing about... She idly looks around inside and a grin is given, the Cait Sith moving to look along any displays or the like to see what's there. All in all, the Cait Sith's in a good place right now. Her ears perk up when she's mentioned again, "Mistral ... crashed I think... I couldn't find her when i lost her party notification..." she shakes her head, "I think she'll be fine."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh hey, new message. Friend request? Accepted. "AH, yeah, I'm working on those axes." a turn towards Tomoe, "Ah, Mister Pendragon then. Is there an honorific you wish for me to use, sir?" she questions, respect within her voice when addressing him. Though she turns back to Tomoe, "Armor? Just some light metal armor, something more than what I have on under this outfit that is..." she mutters, "I.. kind of fell to some basic mobs..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Pendragon smirks. "So long as I keep getting contacts for supplies few will be able to out do me. Damn shame though this game doesn't allow to convert into real money like GGO does. I'd be able to quit my actual job if I could get money out of both." <br /><br /> Tomoe snarks back. <br /><br /> "What you can always live off me if you need to, you know I invested my settlment payment from SAO well." <br /><br /> There's a grin on her face and then she grimaces at Tana mentioning Mistral crashed. <br /><br /> "Hopefully she didn't lose anything. Well then we can see what we cna fight. Ah I see well hey your okay so it's not like how I had to learn. Don't get down on your self some things are pretty tricky. Assesing what you can take or not takes time and experiance to get."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:451|Karian Icefang (451)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Aye. But with time you'll be up there with us." KArian says with a smile. He completes his trade with pendragon, taking a few sharpening items and a few buffing items. "So, you said two-handed axes. More of a strength weapon, if you ask me. I went for the two handers myself, but then my strength rating is insane. Still..." He then looks at Nagato curiously. "Hmm....I thought most Cait Sith started with pets."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana blinks a bit, tilting her head some. "I think she'll be okay." she mutters, "Serves her right for pulling my tail..." a light cough is given and she looks at some of the two handed axes... "Yeah, two handed axes.. I do have a sword as well but I am getting comfortable lugging this heavy thing around. It served me pretty good during my first dungeon run. I didn't get much for the quest but still, the experience was nice." she turns around to look at Karian, tilting her head...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I... don't know how to do anything with pets..." she looked a bit ashamed on this, orjealous... or something. "Staren's supposed to teach me more about the pet training and raising soon, so I hope that turns up well. Who knows, you'll see me with something nice later..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe peers at Tana for a moment. <br /><br /> "She grabbed your tail? That does pretty screwy things to the brain of Cait Sith players. GEtting singals for a part you don't actually have. Hope you made her think twice about doing that again. Hey this is about having fun right? Staren can be good but keep having fun in mind first over being optimized. So you go some cash now right? From what you said it sounds like some armor might be what you need." <br /><br /> Pendragon seems content to be dealing with Karian for the moment. <br /><br /> "Give her time on that, she'll get it and as Tomoe said Staren's pretty much /that/ guy in the guild obessed with numbers over fun. He'd be the guy I'd always be killing if I was running a Table Top game. Until he got the idea of story matters more."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana nods a bit at the confirmation, taking a look away, "Of course it does..." she mutters, "Not to mention it still feels weird even after the fact." she shudders a bit, "But it helped me get to flying better." she gives a bit of a shrug, "Only a bit, not enough to afford anything major. I'm... not used to having to pay for gear when Yuubari just makes it for us." she listens a bit and gives a nod, "Well, I have other reasons I want to get pet training done, having a partner I can rely on is like having my fleet."<br /><br />"Staren has his quirks but he did buy me my first bits of gear." she offers her two handed axe to look at and unequips her armor to have it looked at. Both peices are incredibly worn with little durability left on them... seems someone's been a bit busy. "It's just basic gear... maybe you can repair it?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe grins a bit at Tana for a moment. <br /><br /> "You'll hopefully not have it happen again. Most people know you don't do it and anyone in the GU should know better than to do it. Then again with Kirito you best may want to be on your guard. FOr now at least, well we can get you something better I think tht the starter gear you got, also that's not a bad idea, having an AI pet tends to help with things even if it's pulling agro, you can bounce it back and forth between you. Oh he does at that I just mean he gets lost in numbers sometimes." <br /><br /> Pendragon nods for a moment. <br /><br /> "I can do repairs sure let me get a look at them if you like Tana!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I hope not..." she muttered, Tana's ears pinning down, "I think it was Mistral's way of saying 'keep a look out.'" she shakes her head a bit and offers the gear towards Pendragon, "Thanks." She stretches a bit, looking around the shop some while Tomoe speaks, nodding, "BEtter gear? There's an axe better than this?" she questions, the newbieness showing blatantly in full force... "Anything to help, Tomoe, I'll try to repay in kind." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana moves to poke at one of the axes around the shop... "This looks nice...&gt;"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe says "Yes, there are, though you could likely get this weapon reforged and improved by a Smith if you like. It's all up to you but in time you'll want. None of my gear is starting some of it's even recreations of my gear from SAO. Such as my Naginata Moon Cutter. There's a whole world here it's honestly impressive. One could get lost in such a world and forget reality existed outside it. As for gear it's a thign generally hunting down better gear is one part of the game."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana nods a bit, "You'll forgive me if I do not have an inkling on what you just said to me." she mutters, looking behind her towards Tomoe before staring off at some of the gear in front of her. "I'm not sure what I'm going to need here in Alfheim, but I guess I'll get there eventually. And, with my initial foray into this, I may open it up for the rest of the girls to play for downtime and downtime only." with a curious look, she pokes at one of the axes, "Mind if I pick this up?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe looks a bit embrassed and well it shows given how the dive system reads her mind's current state. "Sorry old habits, I been playing games like this since I was a kid. It was a way to do things with my dad when he traveled. It would be a good way for your fleet to have some fun and relax." <br /><br /> Pendragon calls out. <br /><br /> "Go ahead and take a look at it, see how it feels for you!" <br /><br /> Tomoe grins at Tana <br /><br /> "Don't worry if your here for fun, we won't drag you into anything serious, if it comes up."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the approval, Tana picks up the axe in her hands, hefting it a bit. It doesn't look too fancy but it's definately a few steps up from the one she's got. She turns towards Tomoe and Pendragon, hefting the axe over her shoulder, resting with it... then checks its stats. "Part of the reason to get in this, is to help out if needed. I cannot ask for the Union's help without giving any in return."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A glance at the stat window for the axe causes the Cait Sith to frown. Needs a lot more skill for this one... Putting it back up, she turns back around and looks towards Tomoe once more, "I don't mind being ... dragged into ... anything related to this. While I am enjoying it, it's another avenue that I can assist. Even if it's a different way than what I do outside."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe says "Ah fair enough, I didn't want to drag you into anything else. Given the swarm of angry ghost ships you got to deal with. Me I'm just a nobody really who fell into things beyond my control. It's funny how that goes you know and as for the axe it looks like you are getting a feel for it." <br /><br /> She looks as Tana puts the weapon back. <br /><br /> "Well then if your willing to help we'll be glad to have it to be honest. Without help? I think we'd have lost a lot more people in SAO...and I'd have been one."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I... drag myself into things. Everything is calm now, so it shouldn't be a problem, the Abyssals are in a state of rest it seems and my girls are training hard." when the mention of the axe is made, she chuckles, "I'm still too low of a skill to use this axe. It's a nice looking one too, you know. Perhaps later..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I wish I could understand what happened in SAO, I wasn't there, nor are there reports accessable to myself for anything of the like..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe Says "Fair enough and all right, well then it's not as much of an issue as I thoguht it would be. Well it eill be there in time or you might find a better one in your adventures. That's haldf the fun, exploring and finding new things. As for that." <br /><br /> She darkens a bit. <br /><br /> "We could explain if you want to know, but the short of it. A simple game became a death trap and the only way out was to clear it. Logged on for a evening of gaming, ended up in it for over two years."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Two years of being strapped to your bed, playing a game designed to kill you... does not sound... like it should have existed." she shakes her head, "Let's not dwell on the past, the seas know that we do it all too much. Perhaps we can take a quest or two and get our minds off of it. Maybe we can find a good axe or something."<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Momoyo was still struggling with her Union paperwork. Not only did she show up on a base that looked ancient compared to her world, but proving she was supposed to be there was tricky... it was exactly as noisy with her getting to the office as her inviting officer has hoped.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Showing the girls enough Union paperwork to prove she was, in fact, in the Union, she finally managed to make it into the office. Dressed in her usual outfit, her school uniform jacket only hung about her neck, but the rest of her clothing was her typical zipped up sleeveless shirt and her school skirt. She almost couldn't make out a single aura on the base either. Well, she could, but they were strange... after all, power was not measured the same way she was accustomed to here. After arguing briefly with /Akagi/ of all people, she was just as noisy as all the videos and paperwork on this Last Chancer showed sitting on Nagato's desk. So she finally arrives escorted properly, after being told numerous times not to fly after she suggested it, lest she be hit with flak cannons.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the guidance from Akitsumaru, walking her up towards the office (One could almost swear that she doesn't seem to belong with the rest of the girls, with that grey outfit and pale complexion...), she gives a rapid knock at the door, which is then given, "Akitsumaru, reporting Sir! Guest has arrived safely, Sir, we request entrance." Formal as ever, the Landing Cruiser gives a brief nod, looking towards Momoyo, "Proper respect is key, Sir. Please do not do anything to anger the Admiral..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, Nagato has pulled up information from the Union databases using what looks to be a fancy, futuristic computer inside an office that's straight out of a naval shipyard. There's a pair of boxed figures of the Nagato-class battleship in all its glory on dressers and a curtained off section that shows the faintest hint of cots and cables. "Come in. AKitsumaru, prepare the docks once more for departure." with that said, the doors swing open by Akitsumaru's hands before she makes a rather firm about face, heading off towards the docks without a further utterance.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kawakami..." she states, that stoic tone and peircing eyes aiming right for the woman before her. "Last chancer program. Battle capable and willing. Impressive videos and reports on your capabilities." a bit of ego boosting is always a good thing, "Do you know why I called you here, Kawakami?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She folds her arms, which seemed to be a normal pose for her. Unfortunately, her appearance, the way she carried herself, her loosely kept bangs, those red eyes... she looked like a total delinquent. At night, it'd be easy to mistake her for Abyssal.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Mmm, I'm always looking for a strong opponent but haven't been too far off-world just yet." she replies, noting her paperwork all over the desk. Still, despite her cocky attitude and slight smirk, she wasn't disrespectful to Nagato. Problems with authority seemed to be written all over her profile, but at the very least for her monstrous strength she was an easy read.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I assume you want me to cause trouble somewhere, so you can run an operation...?" she asked. It was a standard assumption for Last Chancers being called into Union holdings formally. After that, though, she knew enough to keep her mouth shut... the woman in front of her held herself very similarly to her grandfather after all. So she didn't run off at the mouth even as she looked over the interesting fusion of futuristic data tracking and historical building. She was desperately trying to size up Nagato... but that was impossible for her. Nagato wouldn't likely have the same aura as a human, after all.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato does have an aura, it's ... really not an aura that one would consider human, but it looks pretty powerful. "Mmm, no, I don't need you to cause trouble... yet." she starts, sizing up the woman before her herself, eyes lidded and focused. "More so, I am in need of assistance with training for a few people and you look to be able to take the brunt of a few... heavy... blows." she emphasizes the last three words of that sentence, "Hachi, Iku, Goya, Yuu, Shioi and Taigei are currently out on a long expedition.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato stands up from her chair, placing the papers down on the desk, her back turned towards the woman, "I shall get to the point. What I need you to do is act as a target for the Special Destroyer Project girls: Kagurazaka, Naikui and Amakasu. The reason for mentioning the former six girls are that they're submarines and, I would like your help in training the latter three in dealing with submersable targets. Or in this case, Target. You'll be provided the resiquite armament and clothing to fufill the role adequately and to minimize damage done by depth charges launched by the three Destroyers and, in addition, you will be compensated for your time and given a room at the base."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's head turns just a bit to allow one eye to rest upon Momoyo, "Of course, this is just a singular offer. I cannot force you to do this, I just see this as... a mutual arrangement. You get your fights, my girls get their practice."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She runs her fingers through her hair, letting out a sigh. "I admit, it sounds interesting... so why are you asking me?" she asks, carefully. She might only have average intelligence herself, but that sort of cunning you just can't calculate without facing the woman down oneself.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Seems like you felt this was something that needed a specific skillset." she prods. She so desperately wanted to challenge Nagato herself, but like with Amalthea this wasn't really the time to insist on sparring. What's more, she just fought to a draw with an elite Shinra agent, something the two of them both already knew meant she wasn't in an as antsy a mood as she could otherwise be. This was actually the perfect time to try to pitch a delicate operation to her. Taking hold of one of the chairs, she turns it so the back is facing Nagato, straddling it. Her chin rests on her folded arms, and if one didn't already know better she could easily have been a punk friend of a heavy cruiser. "...and how hard did you want me to hit them back...?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"After going through what I could and seeing videos and reading various reports, you were the natural choice to try the submarine experimentation with. You have a skillset that I could use for the Fleet and I plan on taking advantage of it, if you're willing." Nagato lets out a hmm, staring down Momoyo a bit more, turning around to face her once more. "This is a training exercise using low explosive torpedoes, however, I want you to /try/ to sink them. The enemy fleet, the Abyssals, field submarines to take out larger ships like myself, protection is key. That's where you come in."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kagurazaka, Naikui and Amakasu are still relatively new girls, only having a handful of training excerises and one mission under their belt." she gives a brief nod, "Of course, when you're trying to hit them, they will be retaliating back." Nagato pulls out a small box and slides it over the desk. "Inside is what we've got for the submarines of the Fleet. It's adequate to provide the speed and stealth nessecary for underwater combat and contains the needed construction to work with the torpedo launchers custom made for this suit. It is also armored to protect against shells and anti submarine weaponry."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Upon opening the box, if it is, is a school swimsuit that looks like it'll fit perfectly, along with a blank nametag on it and a waterproof sharpie. "Any questions?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She pulls out the suit, looking it over. She had to... try not to giggle. And failed. She laughed a little. To Nagato's credit though, the suit was her exact size. Someone was paying attention to her vitals and measurements. "No... this is fine."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns back to Nagato seriously. "Uh. I'm not in the habit of killing my opponents unless I absolutely have to. Once I'm used to the suit, I'm used to fighting multiple opponents, and I assume you don't want me flying very much or there will be a couple extra rules for moves I can't use..." she knits her eyebrows. "If these girls are as green as you say, what happens if I actually sink one...?" She was genuinely worried that she was being sent to completely break three greenhorns in. It was one thing to taunt her classmates to attack her all at once, it was quite another for a high ranking officer to sanction her brutalizing her allies.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Good." comes the one word response to 'this is fine'. "You won't be killing anyone of the fleet, you'll be armed with training torpedoes that do little damage. With the girls, if you do sink one, they can swim and we will have Akitsumaru and the rest ready to retrieve them. To put your mind at ease, I have ordered a ship to fire upon them during a training session with paint rounds to help with aim." a pause is given when the mention of flying is noted.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Right, if possible, limit your flight to non mission, non training times. You will be underwater most if not all the time so... for you, lung capacity or air tanks will help with this." she moves to sit back down in her chair and lean back just slightly, "I see no problems with going all out against them. Mind, you're the enemy to them and will be that way during this training session. They will be trying to sink you too." a slight grin, "Of course, they will be using low detonation depth charges, so don't expect too much damage done."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It started to finally sink into her thick skull that she couldn't just go ballistic. None of her more ridiculous moves made sense, she was there to dodge and be shot at. But that did answer her question, there was very little risk of killing anyone.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I don't think I've seen your enemies before. If you want me to look the part, I might need to see some data on them." she couldn't put her finger on it and wasn't about to say it out loud to Nagato. But she started to get the sinking feeling this wasn't about to go as planned... if she was forced to expose herself to her allies to deal with the enemy, then she suddenly had three very panicked rookies if she decided to fight back conventionally. A shadow crosses her face as she starts to consider that possibility, one a sharp officer could read without prying the specifics out of a grunt like her.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Still, it was quite notable that she otherwise seemed reasonably confident she could do the job. "Got it, I'll have you handle the note to my grandpa Kawakami Tesshin excusing me from school and explaining I've been temporarily drafted into the Japanese Navy for the next month." she grins wryly. Surely The Admiral could write enough stationary to get her out of her karate-master-cum-school-superintendent grandfather to get off her back. This type of training exercise was one of the many reasons he let her end up in the Union rather than the mild threat of prison time for Unification, after all.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"There is no need to look the part." Nagato's voice turns firm and cold, "I do not need a base scare for a rogue Abyssal submarine. IN addition, we do not have the materials to provide such a ... disguise." a pause, note huh.. Nagato pulls out a peice of paper and sets it into an old style typewriter. There's a calligraphy pen in an inkwell nearby as well. Tak-tak-tak-tak... The note does take quite a bit to write and, with the Admiral's signature...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's a draft notice, for the Hikari Combined Fleet, not the Japanese Navy. Functionally, it should provide the same effects. While you're on base, you will join the classes here as well, I will not have you skip out on schoolwork and Ashigara will not have it either. You will report to myself or my secretary ship, Atago, for any needs." she offers the letter, now sealed up, towards the woman, "You are also free to back out at any time. I will not get in the way of your own goals if they prove counter to the Fleet's."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She stares down Momoyo in the eyes, "Any questions, Kawakami?"<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2016/01/05<br />
|Location=Alfheim Online <ALO><br />
|Synopsis="Tana" as Nagato goes by in ALO, gets a request to do a dungeon and meets up with a few people to finish it.<br />
|Cast of Characters=1, 6, 162, 215, 385, 680<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cait Sith area, in front of one of the weapon shops... Tana is leaning down to rub the chin of one of the tamed beasts that are nearby, her giant axe upon her back as she does so. "Aren't you so cute..." she whispers, "Eventually I'll be able to train something like you..." with that, she picks herself up and leans against the building, pulling up the menu and giving a light hum. "Let's see. Friends... Message... Kirito, Kagura, Zekken..." she taps a finger here and there and nods...<br /><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Subject: Can we meet?<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Body: Tana here. After everyone logged off last night, I stayed up a bit longer to finish the expeditions given to me by the townspeople and gained a few things. I have another expedition that is for a 'dungeon', is what she called it, would you three like to join my fleet and sortie?<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana~<br />------------<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"There, that should do it... I wonder if they're busy..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Subject: Re: Can we meet?<br />Body: Give me a bit, I'm in Aincrad. Be there ASAP!<br /><br />It takes a little while for Kagura to actually get to the Cait Sith home region; she had to finish up in a dungeon and get out into the 'open' part of Aincrad, and then used a teleport crystal - which are still pretty expensive, but when you absolutely, positively, have to be there NOW, they're worth the expense and she doesn't want to leave Tana cooling her heels when she has offline responsibilities of her own. It's actually pure luck in a large part that she was online at the same time Tana sent out the inquiry.<br /><br />"Hey Tana!" the white-armored Puca calls out, jogging over to where Tana was waiting. "Sorry about the delay ... so, where are we heading? I don't know a lot about the Cait Sith early dungeons ..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:215|Iria (215)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Iria has nothing to do once in awhile. Apparently, there's times where there's no bounty to hunt and there's nothing much to do. So Iria decides to take this time to log into Alfheim and meet up with the others. She gets a little lost at one point but finally regains her bearings and continues making her way to the Cait Sith region. Once she arrives, Iria skids to a halt on her heels. "I hope I'm not too late."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Too late for what, you ask? She wants to meet the new Cait Sith in the group, and is hoping this would be a good time as any!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's a thing of good timing indeed! Kirito had logged in earlier and was pondering if he ought to head out, because a Spriggan in Freelia is not a common sight and... and...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The last thing he needs is Alicia Rue catching wind of it and starting her... antics.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yeah, best to avoid those.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Which is why he emerges from an alley. And his Color Cursor only appears at the last possible moment.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Someone's been using the Hiding skill to great effect.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Spriggan's smiling mischeviously when he emerges into sight, fully equipped for battle. "I've focused mostly on Aincrad. For Alfheim I'm most familiar with the Sylph territories and the neutral zone! Pretty much know the Ancient Forest like the back of my hand by now... so you're headed for a dungeon?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;New message. "Oh, hey. Kagura responded!" and the next thing she knows, the Puca is nearby... "Ho... how did you get here that fast?" a pause, "You probably know how to fly well." she laughs a bit and nods, "Ah, it's good to see you here, Kagura. Ah... you don't mind me using that name here, do you?" a slightly sheepish grin. In game Nagato is completely different than out of game Nagato... "I sent a message to Kirito and a few others... I have the location marked on my map so we can sortie when ready."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though, when Iria shows up, she tilts her head in a cant, ears twitching... "Hi." comes a flat response, Iria's someone new... someone she hasn't seen before, but when that Color Cursor suddenly appears... "Ah!" comes a surprised little yelp from Tana when Kirito shows up... "I... I see. Ah... I do have the place to go marked so we can leave as soon as everyone's ready. I spent some yrd on some potions... another person said they were important."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana pulls up the menu once more... and stares. "Umm. Hmm... here?" tap... tap... tap... "no, here?" tap... tap tap... tap... "Eh...heh."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<span class=" bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy">New Message!</span><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zephyr was logged in doing some of her own quests, just the usual repeatable 'Gather 5 XXXX' stuff and that. So when the message is opened, she quirks a brow. "Huh, new girl wants some help..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;SubjectRE: Can we meet?<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Body: Eh, sure, just gimme a sec while I hand this set of dailies in. BTW, you figure out how to Wall Run yet?<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Message sent, it takes the Sylph a few minutes to arrive, after everyone else has shown up, of course. Mistral comes screaming in at high speed, and lands with a skidding, dust-spraying flourish. "Yo!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kagura giggles softly, "That *IS* my name here, Tana. I don't dive as deep into the role as some people might, but Kagura is still my identity here in Alfheim." She doesn't even say the 'Online' part of the game's title, because she's not talking about the game - she's talking about the *world*.<br /><br />Kagura takes a moment to wave to Iria, then looks around at the others as they arrive. Of course Kirito is here, and Mistral arrives while Kagura's still taking a look around to figure out who else will be joining them. "Hey Mistral, good to see you again!"<br /><br />If she can get away with giving Mistral a quick hug once the Sylph has finished landing, she's going to try. It really HAS been too long.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:215|Iria (215)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Yeah, hi, I'm Iria," Iria replies to Tana. "I've been in the group for awhile. I heard about you joining our group and I thought I'd come meet you. But it seems you're in need of help, and we're more than happy to help you." She runs a hand through her hair and smiles. "We've got plenty of experience here, and once we've walked you through the basics, I'm sure you'll be skilled in no time!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Iria then turns to wave to Kagura with a smile. "Hey there," She says smirking. "Good to see some familiar faces too!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Have you stocked up on recovery items? Got your gear in order?" Kirito asks Nagato while he walks up. He's helped plenty of people new to VRMMOs by now! So these are pretty straightforward questions to ask. But then there's a new humdinger...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"... And, have you figured out flying?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana nods towards Kirito, pulling out what looks to be a potion... maybe. "Yep." then a quick pull of her equipment menu... and another nod. Then... flying. "I don't fall on my face anymore... if that's an answer..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A new message window? Tap... "Oh, Mistral's comin...g..." then Mistral shows up.. "Ah... to answer your question, no I haven't, MIstral." a pause, "I'd like to try though." Then she turns towards Iria and nods, "Well, we have a good chance to teach then... the 'dungeon' is... that way.." as she points... in what looks to be a random direction...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral grins a bit, and hugs Kagura tightly. "Yeah, way too long!" she replies, then turns to Tana with that same grin. "Oho~, I'll show ya how then! It's a racial trait for the ligher bodied races like Sylphs and Cait Sith." she says, then hugs Nagato briefly. "Yo Kirito, hey..." she doesn't /know/ Iria, but then the she introduces herself and she gets a greeting wave.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Yeah, potions are a lifesaver, but they can be costly," Kagura agrees. "So are you using the assist controller, or have you gotten the hang of flying with your back instead of your hand? Direct flight has a bunch of advantages - plus it's more fun that way," she adds, grinning.<br /><br />She should probably try to get some practice in at wall-running, she thinks, as the others mention it. That's one thing Kagura hasn't put much time in on training ... and it's as much a skill for the player as for the character in-code.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:215|Iria (215)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Flying is a good skill to have, indeed," Iria adds to Yuna's comment. "I have some extra potions too if you need them." Unlike Kagura, Iria knows a bit about wall-running both in the game and outside of the game. Of course she doesn't say anything about that because... well, just because.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"All right, let's head for the 'dungeon,' then. I'm eager to get some action in!" She rolls her neck around and cracks her knuckles. "When there's nothing going on outside the game, there's plenty to do inside of it!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'm still using the assist controller, Kagura, and it's still shaky. Maybe I'll try without the controller one day but Iria's right, let's get to the dungeon.. I'm ready to complete this expedition and finish this sortie." a pause, "As soon as I find the right menu to invite you all along..." a pause, and about three minutes later, everyone should have gotten an invite... "I'm still getting used to basic commands here, it's... difficult."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once it's all accepted, Tana starts with the assist controller once more and shakily goes up... and up... and waits for the rest, then leads off towards the dungeon!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Off to a good start then!" Kirito doesn't seem to need the Assist Controller. Without even conjuring it his wings simply APPEAR and off he goes, matching speed with Nagato easily!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Have you figured out Sword Skills yet? Or are you working more on magic?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe was a bit late on arriving but she's here she got the message, She'lll fly in with the others and she's clearly not using the controler. Having wings are about second nature to her at this point as she flyies in to fall into formation with the others. She waves and would appear on the party list as well. <br /><br /> "Sorry I'm late, I was dealing with some work for Yimir and a paper for Becon! I'm done both now!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kagura wastes no time in accepting the party invite - she may well accept it faster than it took Tana to SEND them. She takes to the air as well, not even bothering with the invisible joystick; she takes a moment to 'flutter' around Tana before settling into level flight, waving to Tomoe as she joins the group.<br /><br />She winces a little as Tomoe mentions doing a paper for Beacon, though ...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral is a natural flier outside of the game. Even though she uses magic to actually fly, she moves like she was born in the sky. She also doesn't use the assist controller and joins Tana and Kirito in the air, after accepting the party invite. "All it takes is some practice, just like anything else really. I, half cheat because I'm an Aerial Combat Mage, so I have a bit more experience in the air from real-life side." she says, then greets the others as they fall into formation. "I can teach ya if y'like."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana gives a brief smile towards Kirito, "I spent a while practicing... so I'm not as shaky as I was when I flew with Staren." a pause, "It's still not great." with a look forward, she nods, "I haven't tried a sword skill yet as I don't have a sword.. and Staren showed me how to use Earth and Fire magic for defense and offense. That barrier is pretty nice." she mentions towards Kirito and when she looks up to the left... everyone's names and a bar.. "Fleet formation was done correctly then...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She looks behind her and gives a wave with her free hand towards Tomoe, "Welcome to the fleet formation." she replies to Tomoe, "It's okay... important things were done." speaking of, she has a fleet report to write later... But when Kagura shows off... "I'm teaching you how to be a destroyer and now you're teaching me how to be a fairy. Fair enough lessons, would you agree?" and when Mistral perks up and falls in, she gives a nod...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Sure, would be good to learn without this controller. I feel like I've just been laid down at port, ready for my first sortie." a pause, "That's... exactly what this is, isn't it...?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"You're already learning magic outside of your starting specialty?" Kagura grins, doing an honest-to-god barrel roll. "Well, this is more recreational than work-oriented, but if you want to think of it that way, who am I to argue?"<br /><br />She does another barrel roll, followed by a modified Immelmann - or at least, what STARTS as one. She has to abort when she nearly drops out of the maneuver in mid-loop, and a sheepish-looking Kagura just flies normally to rejoin the 'formation'. "Anyway, yeah, the game's set up to ease new players into things, at least up to a certain point. Not that we had the leisure to really ease into anything when the Gatecrashers started in Alfheim Online ..."<br /><br />Kirito is the brief recipient of a playful grin.<br /><br />"Now's probably not the best time to switch up how you fly, but basically, 'direct flight control' involves actually moving your wings with the muscles in your back, as if you really were a fairy and not just playing one in a virtual-reality game. We can work on that later if you want, but direct flight is faster and more maneuverable, and it lets you fight while you're flying - which you *can't* do with a hand on the assist controller."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe says "You okay, Yuna?" <br /><br /> She seems concerned but she will not press about it. She does seem to be in good spirits as the group seems ot be forming up. <br /><br /> "Got to see you too. It's still a bit of a thing to know you." <br /><br /> The Salamander seems pretty relaxed as she falls in. "IT's a good thing it's not sink or swim like it was for some of us. This is actually fun unlike back then."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Well. You can fight. Just not two-handed. Anyways... any weapon has Sword Skills! You should've started with a basic sword in your inventory. I'll show you how those work!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tomoe's arrival is heralded with a mischevious grin from the cheerful Spriggan. He's in such a good mood these days. Thanks to clearing his conscience a lot over Gun Gale Online and some other things? Maybe.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Such a difference.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Yo, Tomoe! Don't forget we can't hog all the EXP. It's Tana's dungeon."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:215|Iria (215)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There's time for showing off and time for doing things by the book. In this case, Iria prefers to do the flying by the book. Kagura can show off her flying skills all she wants, but Iria just wants to get to the dungeon in one piece. "Try to keep focused on what you're doing," She adds. "You mess up in flight, you're in for a long fall!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Well, I... didn't have a chance to really learn the beast taming, it was called, from my race. But I'll get to it." she grins and nods, "But it's a start. Perhaps after the dungeon I'll go work on clearing the expedition for beast taming." she nods, "Thanks for joining me everyone, I don't think I could get through this one myself." she turns towards Yuna and watches... "All without the controller?" yep, the newbie is obvious in this one, but when she says she can't fight, but when Kirito pops up with the confirmation she can... "Ah, so this axe..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'll learn with this axe for a bit, Staren got it for me so it would be... disrespectful to not use it for a while." she nods, "Ah, there's the dungeon ahead! I think." she stops flying a moment to look at the map.... "Yes, this is it..." and down the Cait Sith goes, a bit more smoothly this time. "Shall we go in and clear it? The expedition states we need to defeat the boss inside of it and report back."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"I'm fine, yeah," Kagura replies to Tomoe, waving the concern off with a sheepish grin on her face. Kirito's correction is also taken in stride; the fact is, though, Kagura made a point of learning to fly without the controller pretty early on, and it seems like she doesn't want the newest Gatecrashers to grow dependent on the virtual stick either. She'd actually think it feels more awkward for the Fleet Daughters to use a manual control to fly, when they're used to sailing on the open seas under their own power and their own will *without* going through a secondary layer of having to think about how to do that.<br /><br />"Having the axe as well as a sword is probably a good idea," Kagura agrees, circling quickly while Nagato stops to check the map. "The axe for big swings and heavy, armor-breaching damage, the sword when you need more finesse and control?" ... she might be overestimating how much more power the axe will carry in its swings, but time will tell. "Just remember, it's not as simple as 'kill the boss'; there are going to be other monsters between us and the boss fight, and the boss might have reinforcements to throw at you too. But," she indicates Kirito, "like he said, this is your quest - we'll help out where you need us, but any monster we kill is experience that doesn't go into growing your own skills."<br /><br />It really is a good thing ALO isn't built around advancement by overall levels, isn't it?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:215|Iria (215)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The more the merrier," Iria comments to Kagura. "But yeah, we gotta be careful. Who knows what we'll find this time around?" She pauses to check herself over, making sure she's got the extra potions she mentioned earlier. "Granted, I do like a good fight now and then, but even then I have my limits."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Oooh. So there'll be a boss fight!" Kirito's pumped now. But he's kind of a BATTLE FREAK so this is just to be expected. Already the SPriggan's pondering just WHAT kind of enemy they'll be facing! He's never been to this specific dungeon deep in Cait Sith territory, after all...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The basic Sword Skill for a Great Axe is 'Whirlwind.' Sixty percent physical damage, forty percent wind. You start it by Raising the axe behind you with one foot forward. ... I forget which one. You'll have to check the menu. It's great for taking out hordes of foes when you're surrounded... but if you're a newbie you REALLY don't want to get surrounded!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Although this doesn't quite explain what a 'Sword Skill' is...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, Kirito used plenty of them in their duel. Maybe Nagato will make the connection.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Mmhmm, a boss fight." a pause, "Boss... fight?" she shakes her head and looks at Kirito's enthusiasm for this dungeon. Well, he is the more experienced one here. Then there's everyone... bah, being the Private in a party full of Admirals is kinda humbling.. "Well, shall we?" on the way in, the Dungeon's lit up...<br /><br /><br />The entrance to this dungeon is before them, a large cavernous entrance, moss around the entrance and on some intricate stonework leading further in. It's lit up by torches along the walls and seems crawling with life the further the Party gets in. There's multiple side rooms here and a very large archway at the end of this room, with various spider-like and deer-like mobs dotting the area before said archway, a red arrow above them all, fortunately all the mobs seem to be spaced out in decent distances, likely to ease a group in.<br /><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ah, were they those skills you used on me to great effect back in the WMAT? You mean this axe can do something like that?" She pulls the axe off her back and nods, "Area shelling. So don't get surrounded..." she pauses a moment and starts to poke at her menu... ah there. Just like she did last time but with the words changing a magical earth barrier gets erected in front of the party members... "I think... that should help."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Whirlwind... but being surrounded is bad... Sounds like T-Cross disadvantage when you put it that way. Well, let's not have that happen." She points at one of the spider like enemies before them and with a nod, "Shall we take out that one?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe says "Yo Kirito, and I won't. We need to help Tana level right so what I'm here for, I might even tank in DPS spec!" <br /><br /> Okay she is being a bit sassy today herself. he gives Iria a wave, as she'd seemed to be in very good spirits as she looks to Kagura. She just grins and falls into formation again. <br /><br /> "I'll just be taunting to keep agro while you get the damage and kills in. I needed to work on my battle healing anyhow."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Yeah. those were Sword Skills!" Kirito affirms upon landing at the dungeon's entrance. He's futzing with his menu almost the very moment his wings vanish. No doubt changing his HUD configuration so there's a DUNGEON MAP display in the upper right corner of his vision or something.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But he's quick to demonstrate Sword Skills! he does so by drawing a very basic sword - not Vox Unitas. Seems he's shifted to a weapon that's barely above a newbie sword - a generic 'steel sword.' It doesn't even have a unique name!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Every attack skill has a 'starting position.'" He demonstrates by shifting his stance to having both feet in line with his shoulders and neatly spaced out, then bringing his weapon up... and resting across his right shoulder. Right as it stops...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The weapon starts shining in a very familiar fashion! The effect's accompanied by a high-pitched charge-up whine. The dungeon's entrance is even illuminated by the blue light cast from the weapon.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"At this point? You can still cancel the skill by moving any way you want EXCEPT the beginning motion. Move in the direction of the technique though..." Again demonstrating, he ever so slightly lifts the sword's angle-- and then it happens!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;His arm moves with impressive speed for a potent downward chop! Then the glow dissipates, leaving him stuck with his blade near the gound and body exposed for about a second.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Evey Sword Skill has a 'freeze duration.' You're stuck in place and can't move for a bit. The stronger the skill the longer you'll be stuck, so you should never use the most powerful ones unless you're SURE they'll get the job done. Also, once you've used a Sword Skill, you can't use it again for a little while. It's called a 'cooldown' period. That one, Vertical, is one of the simplest One Handed Sword Skills... so its cooldown is only about twenty seconds."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Up he stands fully again, sheathing his blade. "You'll get the hang of it. Just remember not to FIGHT the motion once it starts! Instead, if you can, try to support it. The system's forcing you to move a certain direction but if you can do everything in your power to ASSIST THE SYSTEM ASSIST--" That's a phrase, spoken in English, that might make Tomoe cringe... "--you can boost the impact power. Which means more damage."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:215|Iria (215)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As soon as Iria makes her way into the dungeon, she frowns a little, as if something seems a little off to her. After looking around for a moment, she simply shrugs it off and shakes her head. "I must be getting paranoid or something," She says to nobody in particular as she clutches her sword with one hand. "Then again, in dungeons you can't let your guard down." She pauses again, looking around. "Wait a minute, why am I talking like this?" She scratches the back of her head nervously.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She sighs a little, feeling like she's having a real personality switch right now. It could be because of Tana here still being kind of new to things, but that's still slightly uncertain. "Well the point is, keep your senses sharper than your blade!" She smiles a little. "I like that!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"And this," Kagura murmurs, "is why I still believe in games having manuals ..." That's a fair amount to keep track of on the fly, really; Kagura tends to depend on magic and basic melee rather than focusing on a lot of Sword Skills. Not that she doesn't use Sword Skills at all, of course - they exist, they're useful, they can be a critical advantage in fights; she'd be an idiot to ignore that option. Spells are more fun in her opinion, though ...<br /><br />And on that thought, she pulls out her harp, balancing it against her shoulder with her left arm, and begins plucking lightly at the strings with her right hand, playing a series of buffing tunes to boost the party's damage resistance, reaction speed, and so forth. "That should give us a leg up as we're getting started," states Kagura as she finishes laying down that first set of buffs. "I'll try and keep them up while we're in combat."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana's eyes light up as the Sword Skill is used... she's actually going to get to do one herself, maybe, but the fact she'll be able to do things like that... Hmm. "I see, a reload period then, but that was a very impressive chop. Tatsuta would be impressed too." though when Kirito doesn't move for a moment... "Ah. Ok. I see.. though you did quite well against me despite the freezing motions there."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tomoe gets an odd look. "Tank? DPS spec? Aah... umm. OK. You do your thing. Because I'm not following it." she gives a shrug and when Kagura's songs start, she sees the buffs near her name... "Well, First flee... aah... Let's go." and with this.. Tana looks at one of the spider mobs and... starts charging in! It's just like that antelope-like mob staren showed her... just chop it and it goes down.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a mighty swing, Tana expects to finish it off quickly like that Antelope-like mob... but when the axe connects... it retaliates and rams Tana, sending her skidding back.. "H..hey. It should have dissapeared..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe Says "Tank means the person who keeps the monster's attention on them. Much like how Tanks in ground combat draw a lot of fire. DPS is short for damage per second, and spec just what mode your in for your role. Think of it like classes of ship, everyone has a role." <br /><br /> She not3es before she falls in with the rest of the group and Kirito is explaning things. She's okay until the Engrish hits. There's a look of visable pain on Tomoe's face as she out right cringes.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the demonstration over, Kirito focuses on Tana's attempts. He's quite grateful for the boosts and gives Kagura a grateful, brief smile.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But seeing Tana get clobbered, he's quick to leap in and- well... he doesn't really ATTACK the spider. He uses the flat of his blade to batter it away and give Tana a chance to recover.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Where you strike a monster affects the damage you do. For most spiders, aim for the eyes! Damage depends on impact speed, weapon power, and strength... against the enemy's defenses like parrying and armor."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana gets up slowly, shaking her head a bit... "Ow... okay..." she lifts up that axe and gets ready... angry ship is angry. She steps aside to the front and growls, taking a quick check of the menu... and ... with the right foot forward and axe raised... she's oging for a bit of overkill here, letting the system take over to hit it with the Whirlwind Sword Skill. She holds still for a few moments, allowing the rest period to happen while the spider finally dissapears. "That... was enjoyable." she muttered, panting just slightly.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though, with more clearing of the area, the party makes the way to the boss... a really... really huge spider. Tana's eyes widen and she backs up just a bit, "This... this is big." she whispers, looking towards Kirito, Tomoe and Kagura... "Umm." she refreshes the stone barrier around the party and gulps... "Aim for the eyes, right?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It takes a while. Clearing chambers, pulling a few switches to reveal the boss chamber... but there it is. ONE GIANT SPIDER!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirito's a little less than impressed. That's one conclusion people might draw, based on the way he just rubs his chin with his free hand and peers calmly at the huge spider, unbothered by its ferocious appearance or SHEER SIZE.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"With a Boss monster it could be different, but give it a try! I'll cover for you while you try things out! You won't die."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And that's a promise he WILL keep. Kirito speed-thumbs through his menu. In a flash of light the steel sword's exchanged for Vox Unitas!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He's probably just going to be parrying strikes a lot to give Tana openings though...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana looks at the new weapon that Kirito pulls out... "My..." she shakes her head before focusing on that GIANT SPIDER! With a twitch of that tail and a tighter grip on that axe... she blasts off like a rocket to make a leaping attack against those eyes, only to get smacked by a leg and into a wall... feet hitting it first to launch herself off that wall and back at the spider with another overhead swing... "Oh no, I had enough of getting smacked around by spiders!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The swing makes a nice gash in the spider but... it's not down.. of course it's not down.. it's freaking huge. "Whirlwind won't do much here, will it?" she loudly questions over to Kirito as she looks for another opening... before thumbing through her menu to swap out to that basic sword, Tana's got an idea. "Tomoe, can you distract it enough to let me under it? I'm going to strike from beneath!" a quick fireball is launched out from her free hand... and she waits for her opening from Kirito and Tomoe.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe seems ready for things as she moves in and is spamming her various taunt abilities, she's also using her few agro building attacks but that's it. She's otherwise holding back so Nagato is able to get the lion's share of the EXP here. She looks up at the spider for a moment. "...You know I'm disturbed that this doesn't disturb me like it used to." <br /><br /> She spins about with a Naginata in hand and is seemingly doing all right. <br /><br /> "Hey Ugly! You want some of this?!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Every boss monster has a weakness! Always some point on its body. Also some element like fire or wind. There's also always some PATTERN to how they fight! The trick to fighting a boss monster--" Moving like a well-oiled machine he's quick to tag-team up with Tomoe and dive in to deliver another light blow as the Spider moves to attack. It's a carefully aimed SLANT Sword Skill, executed with ten times the speed and precision as the demonstrated Vertical. Barely grazes the creature but sends it rearing back on its hind legs and hissing.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The results of having Parry at &lt;1000/1000 - Mastered&gt; no doubt.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Is learning those patterns and weaknesses, then ruthlessly exploiting them!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana nods and rushes in once that opening is there... "Patterns and weaknesses. Patterns and weaknesses. Got it!" Tana twitches... and off like a rocket she goes towards the opened belly. "Alright... how did he do that again..." a quick rush through the skill in her head and she nods, skidding into just under the belly with her feet in line with her shoulders and the sword resting along her own right shoulder, and with it, the glow. "It.. it looks right so far..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the twitch to make the blade do its thing, the system starts controlling her and suddenly, that same chop, albeit not with the same speed and precision as Kirito's own practiced movements, but it digs right in and cuts deep into that soft underbelly of the spider, the blade hitting ground and leaving her there for just a bit... she looks up... waiting for that effect to dissipate so she can move out of the way because it won't stay up for long if that strike didn't kill it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'm going to have to practice this dungeon quite a bit... am I?" she looks behind and then rushes out of the way... in case it is still up.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe is doing her b est to keep the boss' attention on her. <br /><br /> "They have a set of reactions nad moves. It's like a puzzel you have to figure out hwo to deal with." <br /><br /> She's doing pretty good with the parrying herself she's likely got her Parry mastered as well given she's a tank after all. She's dances about getting it's attention. <br /><br /> She parryes one attack with inhuman speed, she shifts her body, it's clear she's good at it and thankfully they are able to take it down. <br /><br /> "Not bad for a first run, my friend."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Tomoe pulling all the aggro, Kirito's... well. This is a n00b dungeon boss. He's definitely not fighting that seriously against the thing. He only periodically dives in and stabs it - without using any Sword Skills.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Looks like the underside is its weak point!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He dives in to cover for Tano during her momentary freeze, once again batting the thing's legs away with the flat of his blade!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the weakpoint for massive damage found, Tana gives a grin. "Perfect!" The cover and the taunting helps her not lose much damage, along with the healing from Kagura to help keep alive. "Tana, going in for final strike!" with this, she backs off and weapon swaps once more, back to the massive axe. While Kirito's not fighting seriously, Tana is. It's her first real boss... and something she's able to cut loose with. Both figuratively and literally.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana rushes back in and with one giant swing of the weapon, using the momentum of running to help carry it home... she slams the blade right into the underbelly of the spider boss.. and there weapon sticks in and boss just freezes... "Did... I get it?" she questions... before the boss succumbs to the strike, the last wound Tana makes starts to glow before the entire boss bursts into blue light and sparkles... and with that, Tana drops the axe and to her knees.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Seems.... I... did..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirito skids to a halt after all that dancing around.... then executes, simply out of habit, a curious little flourishing finish. He strikes the air with his blade as if to fling blood from it, then decisively sheathes the blade across his back.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tomoe's undoubtedly seen this gesture a thousand times by now.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The boy folds both arms over his chest, grinning. "Congratulations. First boss ever under your belt. .. One day, you should look at some of the recordings people made of the Aincrad floor boss raids in the last few months... because that's what we're working towards. Eventually!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe watches as Tana goes in and makes her move the hit is good it seems as the Boss finally goes down, thankfully Tomoe did not lay on the DPS much so Tana does get a very nice chunk over it. She pauyses at the word Congratulations, however. That word will always be a sore spot for her. <br /><br /> "I been on quite a few of those and I'll be happy to share the recordings with you and looks like you got last hit too."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana lies back and grins... "Ah.. heh. Well, I'll be glad to help... once I can skill up more." a pause, "Am I saying that right?" she looks between Tomoe and Kirito, "Is there something special about last hit?" a bing comes into her quest window to mark it being complete... "Looks like I need to turn this in. I want to say sortie complete..." a quick look around, "That was a bit tiring though, are boss fights usually this exhausting?" another look at Kirito and Tomoe...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You two barely broke a sweat..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe looks a bit sheepish at Nagato as she comment on about how they didn't break a sweat. <br /><br /> "Your doing all right with it but as for that? Kirito and I are quite expertianced at this. Don't knock your self, as I said we had to learn in a sink or swim situation. Don't get down on your self about it. You'll catch up with us soon enough."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Last Attack Bonus. Whoever defeats a boss gets a special drop. For little bosses like this they're nothing too special..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirito manipulates his menu for a moment though! Then... another blade materializes. it, like Vox Unitas, is a bit fancier looking than a generic sword... but it definitely fits Kirito's style of picking heavy, plain, and durable swords. It's tinged a neat blue color, almost like it's covered in crystal. "THIS was the Last Attack Bonus for Aincrad's 15th floor boss. Wonder if the 50th boss will be the same as in Aincrad..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tomoe may remember what he got that day. After that insanely grueling fight that earned Heathcliff his full fame (albeit through cheating, as it turned out...)<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Elucidator.<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Evening in the Admiral's office with space cleared in a far off section of the large room, Nagato sits at her desk and stares out of the window. The repairs complete to Hikari and sorties all issued for expiditions and with Mutsu and Musashi's departure, the Admiral had everything to herself this evening. Time to see what the Union members do in their free time... With the chatter on the Union's bands for FullDive and the like, Nagato's requested the assistance of four people and, with an order, a heavy cruiser.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"They should be here shortly." she mutters, eyes closed as she bides the time waiting and oddly enough, she's without her headgear today. "This... should be enough space for them to do this, I think."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There's no question that Haguro's looking incredibly worried about this whole thing. A machine designed to go straight into one's mind /and/ with the ability to keep the body from moving? What if the creators just decided to go the other way with it? That's why she arrives at Nagato's office with a bundle of rope around one arm and a bell in the other. She isn't wearing any of her combat gear, though, because that'd just be too much of a risk.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Of course, the first thing she does upon entering is bow formally to the Admiral. "I'm sorry about the lateness! I... Ah. I had to pick up some things just in case.. Er. Just in case anything happens." She's looking a little shaky even as she sets those things aside, just about ready to disappear into the background already. They couldn't have had any of those setups prepared already, right?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe Was curious about the interest that Admiral Nagato had in the world of full dive games. However who was he to say no to this intrest, she'd be happy to help out how she could. It would have taken Sheena a moment to pick which avatar to show up as, but really? She was pretty sure they were going to go to ALO, so she arrived in the form most of the multiverse knew her. Tomoe the Iron Lily. It's not long before the over six foot frame of the Salamander woman arrives in Nagato's office she's seemingly in good spirits as she arrives. <br /><br /> "Reporting as requested, Admiral Nagato, and your Harguro right?" <br /><br /> The Salmander grins and bows slightly, Kirito might have noticed for once? Tomoe did not smack her head on, a single door frame getting in here. <br /><br /> "Corret, you physical body will remain mostly inert to the world. There's safety features however that will trigger an auto logout, in the event of say a fire."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna's schedule has filled up pretty well since she was recruited for the Special Destroyer Project, but she's still been doing what she can in terms of training - even if a certain amount of it is practicing WITHOUT her loadout.<br /><br />On the plus side, the uniform that Nagato commissioned for the SDP Kagurazaka fits perfectly, and Yuna's wearing that as she heads up to the Admiral's office. "Special Destroyer Kagurazaka, reporting as requested!" Yuna says formally from the office's doorway, and waits to be bidden to enter. Unless she has to step out of the way for others to enter ... in which case she'll step into the office and out of the way, instead of lingering awkwardly in the hall.<br /><br />Fortunately, Elner shows up a moment later with Yuna's AmuSphere - and the laptop-style computer that she uses for ALO and other non-'smartphone' work. She was going to need those, most likely.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;KIRIGAYA KAZUTO's arrival is not heralded by anything important. He is... by no means special in any way, looking at him. Dressed in black sweats and looking pretty relaxed when he arrives, he is. The young man - certainly not dressed to kill - has left the details of getting the requisite hardware and software to Staren, but he's brought his own FullDive device.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The KANTO BOOTLEG NERVEGEAR is a helmet very much like the original devil machine. A full enclosing helmet with a visor. But this NerveGear is distinctly different. The shape, the angles... it's sleeker and lighter than the bulky NerveGear, but seriously heavier duty than the mass-produced AmuSphere.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And he's got it tucked under one arm as he strolls into the office.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And it's not hard for say, Staren or Tomoe to realize this isn't the Spriggan Kirito. It is... the human Kazuto.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Who's staring at Tomoe's choice of showing up as her avatar as if just a little spooked. "Was I supposed to come digitally? Thought we were introducing someone to FullDive." The boy, whose face is far too soft-featured to seem either 'fierce' or 'masculine', exclaims in a wry tone.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren... arrives! Presumably he's led or directed to the Admiral's office pretty swiftly once he comes through the base's warpgate. He's /slightly/ uncomfortable with the military atmosphere, but as long as Nagato and Haguro don't act to formal, well, he'll be lost in doing his thing soon enough. "Hello!" He smiles and holds up a hand, slightly awkwardly, "Umm, so..." he scratches his head. "Well, let's get started, shall we? Kirito explained how this works. So, you'll want someplace to sit or lie comfortably. Your body's just sorta gonna go limp while you're in-world." He approaches the desk, reaching into his bag and pulling out a pair of sort of high-tech visors, and a pair of unassuming tablets which he connects them to. Anyone else visiting for the test without a computer or a headset gets one -- he also has a couple Kanto Bootleg NerveGears with him for testing.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He gives Haguro a curious look. "A rope and bells...? Should I ask what your plan is here...?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You'll want a cushy chair or someplace to lie down -- I have some blankets if you need to improvise. Anyway, when you're ready, put the AmuSpheres -- that's those visors there -- on your head, and say 'Link Start.'" He suddenly holds a hand out, "But don't actually do that yet! We, uh... should probably discuss this stuff some more before jumping in. Um... where to start... You must have questions?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a firm nod as people enter and a look towards Haguro as she enters, giving the Cruiser a curious glance, "We will not need those, but it is a good thought in case something does happen, good to be prepared." Though seeing the taller girl enter, she is straightened up and gives a salute towards Tomoe, "A pleasure. I am Admiral Nagato, thank you for joining us today." a pause, "And that is comforting to know that nothing will happen there."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Yuna, she gives an approving look and a nod to enter, "Yuubari did a good job in measuring it, it looks good on you, Kagurazaka. Thank you for joining me here." Staren gets a nod as he enters too, Staren able to find it pretty easily with a couple girls help. "He did briefly." another nod as he goes into an explination, then a look in the room. There's ROOM, but nothing there. "ONe moment.." with a click on a radio, "Furutaka, Kako. Report to my office with four cots." a pause and a nod, "We'll have comfort in a moment.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Kirito's entrance, or in this case, Kazuto, Nagato gets a curious look, "Mmm?" though, it doesn't take the Admiral long to understand a few things there.. the equipment, the word digitally... and with a voice of confusion, "Kirito? The same Kirito who I faced at the WMAT? The same Kirito on the Union bands?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Without a word, Furutaka and Kako bring in four cots and with a point, they're set up in the cleared out space and with space between them to set things up fully.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So they are doing it now! Haguro takes a deep breath as she stares at the visors and tablets Staren has provided, eventually looking at those bootlegs. "Is there a difference between the units? If not, then... May I try one of those, then? If anything goes wrong, at least it would just be me instead of one of our guests." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Or someone more important than herself. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;" Scanning the room briefly before turning to Staren, Haguro blinks slowly at the mention of the ropes and bell before glancing back at them. "Ah... They're just in case something bad happens and we do start... Erm. Flailing. Or worse." The possibility of body-hijacking isn't leaving her head any time soon. Her expression does brighten up considerably at Nagato's praising of the (ultimately unnecessary) preparation. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Turning to Tomoe, she nods and offers the armored lady a light bow in greeting. "Yes. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Tomoe." That, in turn, causes Haguro to jump a bit before bowing at the rest of the gathered group suddenly. "I'm sorry! Ah.. It's a pleasure to meet all of you, even. Mister Staren, Miss Kagurazaka, Mister Kirito. Heavy Cruiser Haguro, here to assist with... Um. With these here." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Gesturing at the headsets again, she turns back to Staren. "What should we expect to see first? Or feel? S-so we're prepared."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yep. It's Kazuto here! Not Kirito. Just a glance at him's enough to tell SOME difference. The... well, SKIN TEXTURE is one tipoff. It's a little more... REAL. The pigmentation's a little deeper - a faint tan maybe? And it's not as pristinely uniform the way the VR face is. This is, without a doubt...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kirigaya Kazuto. Between me and the 'Kirito' you fought, there's... a world of difference I'm afraid. Like this I'd've been sunk in five seconds if we rematched." He points out in a warm and clearly praising tone.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Guess it's good to keep some eyes open. There's never been any trouble with humans. But ship spirits... er... I don't know how magical people work. Hope the AmuSphere works."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He gives Haguro a pretty cheery glance while peering at one of the cots...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna lends a hand with setting up the cots. "Well, logging into ALO for the first time, you'll get an account creation screen, followed by the character creation process - selecting your race and so forth. Undines are natural specialists in water magic, which includes healing ..."<br /><br />She smiles, straightening up and returning Haguro's bow. "It's good to meet you as well, Haguro. I'm Yuna, a friend to several of the Fleet Daughters and an ally to the forces based out of Hikari Sea Port. Also a member of the Special Destroyer Project," she adds, reaching up to run a fingertip across the silver badge on her cap. "But please, feel free to call me Yuna outside of that context."<br /><br />She gets her laptop set up, spending a moment to connect properly with the Union's local network node; Elner might need to help manage data. "Kiri-- ah, *Kazuto*, sorry." She looks sheepish. "Should we route the others through my laptop? It ought to be able to manage the data throughput to UnionNet well enough, if you didn't bring another computer for a local network hub. Or will everyone be able to connect adequately to the network without that?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe grins at Nagato for a moment. <br /><br /> "Good to get to meet you in person finally Admiral.looks back to Kirito for a moment. <br /><br /> "Err I was going to be just heading back in once everyone was set up." <br /><br /> She holds one hand on the back of her head a little sheepish to see Kirigaya here in the flesh. She's now looking embrassed and looks to her friend for a moment. <br /><br /> "I think my brain skipped a beat there. I'm so used to using my avatar, I brought teleport crystals with me anyway so I'm good." <br /><br /> She looks to Haguro for a moment. <br /><br /> "Good to meet you in person as well." <br /><br /> She looks back to Kirito. She pauses for a moment and notes. <br /><br /> "It's true, there's a whole world of diffence, my physical self."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren watches as the cots are brought in, and Haguro explains. Kirito gets handed a tablet since he doesn't have a computer with him. There's a little adapter dongle so he can plug the NerveGear into it. Staren shrugs at the comment about coming digitally. "I dunno, but if you came as an avatar, wouldn't getting back to Alfheim when we leave be a pain?" Staren looks to Tomoe. "Or can you fast-travel or something?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Haguro's question is answered forthrightly: "The intensity of sensation on the helmets is a bit greater -- the main difference is that there's an emergency voice-controlled disconnect feature, in place of the various automatic safeties on the visor, and the unit is less... hmm, narrowly-tuned to what we actually need? For instance, it packs enough power to fry your brain, while the Amusphere is incapable of doing so no matter what. I brought a couple because if the AmuSpheres don't work, it's possible that I might be able to make adjustements to the NerveGears to work with you. For instance, if we were using it on a species with a skull that happens to dampen microwaves, we might need to turn up the power, while the AmuSpheres are less flexible. You can try either one, I suppose. Hopefully, it won't matter."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren nods to Yuna. "Alfheim Online is a game where you take on the role of a heroic fairy in a fantastic land. So, once you pick a kind of fairy to be, it's about going on quests and fighting monsters and stuff." At her question about computers, he looks from the laptop to the tablets. "...Those tablets are /way/ more powerful than they look. But if your laptop contains a better connection to the Multiverse's internet, that might be a good idea." Staren's support AI sends Elner any system details needed for that.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A sly smile comes to the Admiral's face. "Kirigaya, you did well and it's good to meet you in person." Ah, the WMAT... how she wished she could get farther, but that wasn't the subject here today. She listens to Kirigaya and nods, "I'm not certain that I can answer this question for you, but we shall see, shall we?" then Yuna starts and gets an understanding nod, "I'm not sure what this network is, as you can see, the base is woefully inadequate for most modern conviences. But we should be able to... power it at least."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tomoe gets a nod, then Staren goes into things and when the word Fairy is spoken, something pops out of Nagato's desk... a Repair Goddess fairy. "We're not in need of you yet, dear. Go back to sleep." and with a sharp salute, it dives back into wherever it popped out from... "So its more for relaxation... I think that will do fine, perhaps, if this run is well, I'll trial it out to a few more of the Fleet as a morale booster."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Staren's answer is roughly what Haguro had expected, but it still doesn't reassure her that much about trying the NerveGear. "That's... Mm. Y-yes, we should... Probably just use the Amuspheres, then." The cruiser lets out a nervous chuckle, clearly hoping that there's no need to go /that/ far. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The description of the game itself does seem to calm her down somewhat, at least, and she straightens out one of the cots just a bit before taking a seat on it. "Between all of us, it should be manageable enough... Especially with the automatic removal if something does go wrong." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She's still eyeing that rope just in case, though, although she does appear to have settled down quite a bit since before. "I'll do what I can to help the other members of the Fleet get used to this if it goes well, Admiral. I... I think I'm ready for this."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>It's Elner who answers Staren, rather than Yuna. "Yuna's computer is designed to function as a secure and versatile mobile network terminal, and since Hikari doesn't have a dedicated data network, it should suffice ..." The system details are accepted, and Elner interfaces with the laptop - actually 'logging in' without even touching the keyboard - to make sure everything is configured. "We should be ready now."<br /><br />Yuna doffs her uniform cap and lies down on one of the cots, settling the AmuSphere on her head and leaning over to plug it into her laptop. "It should be good for recreation, although everyone's going to have to get used to flying instead of sailing," the blonde idol says. "I've got a character in ALO already, but ... hmm. Nagato, do you think you'd want to be an Undine? Different races have different base advantages, but each one starts in a different city by default; we should probably come and meet you in the appropriate capital instead of making you come to us."<br /><br />She's not going to initiate dive until Nagato is ready - and she'd lean towards everyone calling 'Link Start' together for good measure.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren nods -- he kind of expected this reaction from Haguro. "I suppose we can just jump in... it might be worth at least briefly thinking about which race of fairy you want to be or what role you want to fulfill in the game... But either way, once you two are in game, we'll seek you out and get you together. Tomoe has teleport crystals if they're needed."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Worst thing that happens is you get dizzy in FullDive or something. AmuSphere's design makes it easy to remove. Just in case. Unlike this thing. I use this for Yui and a few other reasons..." Kazuto has... never really gotten used to the AmuSphere.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As a hardcore SAO player, he just can't tolerate the slightly less immersion. Particularly... when it involves real world missions in the Multiverse.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The 5% less immersion? The 20% less reaction times? Those are pretty critical to him.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He plants a hand on his hip while grinning at Yuna. "You guys can use Kirito, it's fine. Honestly prefer it. No offense, but the less chance there is of anyone blabbing my real name where the 'feds and others can hear it, the better."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And with that sort of blunt statement he sticks the helmet over his head and hops for a cot himself!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hey Yuna!" He playfully tosses the NerveGear's network cable her way! That's his answer.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe says "I did say I brought crystals with me, Staren. I'm good don't worry about it." <br /><br /> She listens as Staren does a good job explaining everything so she finds she's got nothing to add about the set up of the gear for Nagato and Haguro. She smiles to the two ship spirts and seems to be ready, she pauses looking at the fairy for a moment almost amused at it's showing up. <br /><br /> "Some down time fun? That might be a good idea. I also should have a few things to help you out once we get into the system. <br /><br /> "Every race has a set of perks and flaws. I admit I use the same model as Kirito does I just don't work well with the Amusphere. Don't worry about the name thing and to be honest? I like it that way. The less chance of someone coming looking for my real body? The better. I'm pretty much usless in fight in that form. So you all ready now?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna catches the network cable from Kirito, and leans off her cot again to plug it into her laptop as well. "Connection set, Kirito," she reports. "Anyone else before I get comfortable again ... ?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I think I understand everything there." Nagato replies, moving to slip on the AmuSphere and to lay in a cot. "I'll invest in something more... comfortable... soon." With a turn towards Yuna, she gives a nod, "I think that may be best." she responds, with a thinking for a moment, shaking her head, "I'm ready whenever you are." a slight grin comes to her face, it's about time she treated herself to something relaxing... she hopes.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Alright, Kirito. I'll keep that in mind with any dealings in the future. I'll also have Furutaka and Kako prepare rooms for you all once we're done here so you can rest." and with that... she readies herself and closes her eyes. "Shall we keep one person out just to make sure nothing goes wrong?" and as soon as she gets a response...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Link Start."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Thanks, Yuna. I'm fine now. Let's do this!" Kirito snaps closed the locking mechanism on his KB NerveGear and settles in... "LIIINK START!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;... he has WAY too much enthusiasm for this. Maybe.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Whatever the case...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kazuto's body has gone quiescent. He's breathing, but otherwise appears asleep.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But his last logout location? Aincrad. It's gonna be a bit before he can join up.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"I'll keep watch for this session," Elner says to Nagato. "I typically do so anyway while Yuna is online."<br /><br />Yuna's only comment is, "Link Start!" and then she's online too. Kagura will have to make her way down to the surface from Aincrad as well, so at least Kirito won't be TOTALLY alone on that trip.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, there's nothing more to do but wait. Staren sits back against a wall and folds his arms. Snooping on Nagato's and Haguro's feeds to make sure nothing goes wrong (Hey, /he/ set up the tablets running their software.) Once they've selected races, he'll log in and go find them. Also, this way he can pull the AmuSphere off if one of them starts freaking out or something.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With all the pretty colors... and the language selection all done... Nagato's dropped into THE ROOM... Then the voice... Once the keyboard pops up, Nagato takes a long look at it. The ones she's with use different names to play and to protect their real identity... no sense in not doing the same for Nagato.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"T... A... N... A..." she nods, pressing the accept and putting female for gender, and when the Race selection wheel comes up and spins for her, she gets that stoic face again.. "Hmm.." She eyes the Leprechaun race in front of her, but with a glance to the left... a very, unadmiral like noise is made... and selected. And with a bit of customization options here and there... she finishes the character generation...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And from the sky she falls, head first towards the ground.. "What in the seas?!" comes the CAIT SITH avatar and with the ears perking up in a bit of shock, she gives her infamous nod and waits for the inevitable crash into the ground sequence... only that doesn't happen as the last bit ends up with her on the ground, feet first and no crater...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Haguro's doing a good job not freaking out at first! The headgear goes on, she lies back, and she mutters "Link Start." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then there's the screeching noise followed by a sudden barrage of colors and words and oh dear god how is she not screaming already? Thankfully, that initial shock of everything coming at her ends fairly quickly, but soon... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Soon, Haguro comes face to face with the bane of many game players: Race and name selection. Should she use her own name? An alias? It's not as if she needs to hide her identity that much, but considering the names used by Kirito and the others... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "H... O... G... A... N." Would anyone question her about that? Hopefully not. Race selection takes her a while as well, but she eventually decides on the silvery Pucca race! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then she's falling. More internal screaming! And a little external, even. Thankfully, the impact isn't quite as damaging to her physically as it is mentally, although she's probably not going to be getting up just yet. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; What a great start to the adventures of HOGAN the PUCCA.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren, cheating cheater that he is, is perfectly capable of alt-tabbing out of FullDive sessions. Thus, as soon as he sees Nagato choose Cait Sith, he logs in and heads off to meet her, while continuing to watch Haguro, forwarding her choice to the others. They can sort out the teleports.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After a couple of minutes, a GIANT CORGI runs right up to Tana the Catgirl, being ridden by... Staren! Except wearing fantasy clothing. "Hey!" He hops down off the dog, which just stands there in its idle animation. "So, how're you feeling? We'll meet with the others in a moment, they're working that out. Hagura's on the other side of this world right now."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;THE CAIT SITH CAPITAL CITY OF FREELIA:<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Freelia is a great walled city nestled atop a high-cliffed island off the western coast of Alfheim, not part of the main landmass. Greyish, somewhat mossy, patchwork stone walls ring the high cliffs and numerous medieval european and renaissance style CASTLE TOWERS and fortress buildings - an odd mixture if ever there was one - make up most of the city's construction. There's animals galore in Cait Sith zone. Caged animals. Critters meandering the streets with their owners and NPCs...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;THE PUCA CAPITAL CITY OF CARNIVALE:<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Puca capital, about ten minutes of flying north of FREELIA, is... not... quite.. a normal city. The entire area is styled like one giant circus and gypsy carnival with tents and wagons and colorful festivities everywhere! No walls. No streets to speak of. No borders. It's... pretty anarchically designed with only a bare minimum of organization. Checking the map is very, very much a good idea.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Both new players are introduced by dropping in from above. It's a freefall but controlled by the system to not be entirely TOO fast or disorienting. Both swoop in towards their respective cities, getting quite a glorious eyeful of the sights. Only at the last moment does the flight slow down and the system guide both to a gentle landing in their newbie zones, surrounded by tutorial NPCs waving for attention!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The NPCs are notable as such! The [NPC] tag hovers near their name displays, and there's a <span class=" bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy">?</span> over their heads!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;N00b tutorials!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>As luck would have it, Kagura did have a reason to swing by Carnivale on her way down; after checking in with the quest boards and such, she heads for the new-player orientation/beginners' quests area. At least Kagura is a blonde akin to the real Yuna, but she's managed to pick up (and to some extent, customize) armor which bears a certain resemblance to her Light Suit. Hogan should be able to recognize her with a little bit of looking.<br /><br />... and if appearance doesn't do the trick, the name 'Kagura' might be a useful tip-off.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe will wait for Nagato and Harguro to log in, she'll just pull out a crystal after they do and activees it. She makes a portal which she steps through a second later and is gone from the base. Where is she now? Back in ALO and getting ready for the hunt for Hogan the mighty Pucca, this was going to be interesting. <br /><br /> Tomoe has been given the mission to get to Carnivale and find Hogan! What coul go wrong with an infamous Salamander tank going here. One whose not always been loyal to her own species in the game. She'd already be firing a party invite at Yuna's charcter so they could hook up and hopefully find Hogan. It wouldn't be long before she's getting looks from the local players, who wonder what the heck is the Iron Lily doing here?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral's in Freelia, wandering through the various animal cages and peering at them before moving on. The Cait Sith and Sylphs have always been close, so it's not a big surprise to see the green haired woman wandering through the city.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Most people who know the player behind the avatar, wouldn't recognize her as she just went with the random appearance, though her name and the Gatecrashers guild tag would make her fairly easy to spot by other Gatecrashers.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The flight downward was exhilirating to the Battleship and the landing was spot on... "That... was new..." a pause, "Oh? A slight change in voice? Well, this... will be interesting." she muttered, taking a look around some. The Cait Sith looks nearly like Nagato.. except a lot shorter... a lot less STOIC and a lot less muscle.. and a whole lot cuter... She wanders around for a bit, seeing the yellow question marks and the NPC tag on them. She tilts her head... and waves back to the NPC's before...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There's that Unadmiral like noise again when the GIANT CORGI comes barreling towards her... and... "Staren?" she gives a formal salute to the kittyboy and nods, "This... is a lot different. I'm short. I have ears on the top of my head... a tail.. and everything is cute here..." a pause, a whisper... "including me..." ahem.. "Where is everyone else? We all did this at the same time right? We should be right here?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Haguro... No, Hogan's still shaking nervously as she gets her bearings, the sudden slow down not doing much to relieve her mentally from falling like that. Granted, the view /was/ nice, but she was also a little preoccupied during it! Maybe she'll get a better look later on her own time, but for now... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She's supposed to meet up with the others, isn't she? Although Haguro won't notice it herself, anyone looking for her name would spot that she looks nothing like the shipgirl herself. For starters, she's got orange hair instead of black, and she actually looks a little taller! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Thankfully, she does at least notice Yuna's and Tomoe's familiar faces despite the unfamiliar names, and she starts waving at the two while shuffling forward akwardly. "Ah.. Hello! I... Er. This is the right place, right? Where's the Admiral?" She's looking rather worried already.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>There are new players, hm? Auron's pretty sure the rest of the Gatecrashers Union will makes sure any of their concerns are taken care of, but he does want to be there. Just as a show of solidarity, and to let them know that he's on their side. So hopefully when they get stronger than him they don't decide to gank him. That would be unpleasant.<br /><br />Wonder of wonders, he's found a bird mount. It's not exactly a chocobo, and it's not combat-capable. But it's fast. And being that he was in the Capital City, he needs to be fast to get back to the Cait Sith zone. He'll get there eventually. He's got one of those fancy guild tags too. Also he's wearing a non-armored jacket that HIDES HIS TAIL. That's one thing someone will need to explain to Nagato if she's gone Cait Sith. 'Always protect your tail, or you'll find out why'.<br /><br />Anyway. Yes. Giant bird landing, and a Cait Sith male with white hair and an asymmetrical-sleeved outfit hops off of the bird. Bird disappears because mounts are put away. And there Auron is, though his username is 'Stial'.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"TELEPORT: TILDEAR!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Teleport Crystals are BLOOMING EXPENSIVE. They've only recently been added with the advent of New Aincrad. And they only lead to either neutral zones, Aincrad floors, or one's own racial territory. As a Spriggan, Kirito cannot teleport straight to Freelia.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But he CAN go to Tildar, a town in the Northern Ancient Forest, and fly at LUDICROUS SPEEDS to the Cait Sith town.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It takes him about a minute after Staren's arrival... tracking Staren on the map over the friends list, he just comes BARNSTORMING in. SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSHBOOOOOOOOOOOM!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Spriggan in black makes one hell of a landing in the n00b zone, kicking up a cloud of dust. SHEESH, what bad manners!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren folds his arms and cocks his head to the side. "This is the future you chose." he intones seriously, then his tone lightens up. "I mean, you /chose/ to be a catgirl. Your appearance was randomized, but..." He waves a hand to indicate the people around them. "Wouldn't you expect most people who went with the cat-people race to like cuteness? Also, I mean... I dunno how Japan was in your time, but in the early 21st century it /loved/ cuteness." He leans against the dog's leg. "Personally, I chose Cait Sith for the int boost -- I was originally thinking of trying to learn all the magics or something, but I ended up going with more of an assassin-type setup, with magic to support it."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren scratches his head. "I guess I can see how it's shocking if you've never done this before, but... you /did/ choose." He taps one of his ears for emphasis. "Careful with touching the cat parts, by the way. I'm told it feels /really weird/ for humans. I couldn't say." Speaking of which, there's something more natural about the movements of his ears and tail than the other Cait Siths'. "As for why we're not all together, each new player is sent to their race's starting zone. Haguro chose Puca, so she ended up in the next city over. Tomoe's gonna go get her so we can all meet here. The others... well, they have to come from wherever they logged out at. I needed magic and a giant dog just to get here in a few minutes." He pats the corgi's side.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then, KIRITO.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren walks over to him with hands in his coat pockets. "Just how /do/ you go so fast? You're not a Sylph and you don't even know any magic."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And appearing over Kirito's shoulder as he finishes that barnstorming landing, Mistral appears, and taps him on the shoulder. "You're scaring the animals." she chirps happily, smiling a dangerous little smile before rounding him and offering a wave. "Heeeeey." Staren gets a greeting, and then, Nyagato has a face full of Sylph. "Yo, how're you finding it so far?" She grins a bit, hands on hips.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"I think the Admiral picked a different race," Kagura says apologetically to Hogan. Just asking about the Admiral is enough to confirm that Hogan is who Kagura was looking for, though. Tomoe's here as well, which is good, because --<br /><br />"Hey, isn't that the girl who sang a holding action during the Great Seal quest?"<br />"You mean distracting an entire city while the Alliance was raiding that underground fortress? I think it is!"<br />"And she's got a friend joining the game? HEY, KAGURA!!"<br /><br />-- because Tomoe's going to have to handle this on her own. Kagura looks over her shoulder when she hears a stranger calling her name, and the look on her face, ever so briefly, is much like the classic deer in the headlights. Then her professional side kicks in, and she walks over, waving and smiling cheerfully, "Ah, hello there!"<br /><br />.... that's presumably why she DOESN'T visit Carnivale often; being a folk hero as well as an idol does have its drawbacks. Still, knowing that other Puca are inspired by her warms Kagura's heart too much for her to deny ...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>'Stial' raises an eyebrow at Kirito's noisy, dusty landing, one ear turning to the side slightly. He knows Kirito's all right though. Takes more than a hard landing to put Kirito down. So he approaches Nagato and Staren, offering a nod of greeting, but letting Staren handle the expositioning. For once, let someone ELSE do that.<br /><br />Staren's mention of the reasons for choosing Cait Sith gets an amused sound from him. "The term was familiar," he replies. As for being weird for the Cait sith's ears and tail to be touched? Auron nods. "It is," he confirms. "The ears aren't so bad. You have ears. The tails are... very awkward to have touched." Which might explain the long panel on the back of Stial's long vest; his tail is out of sight.<br /><br />Zephyr's appearance gets a half-smile, and he emits an amused sound. "Hello," he offers to Zephyr, but does not otherwise distract her from the greeting of a new player.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Staren starts going off on int boost and magic and all sorts of things... Nagato - Tana - rubs her arm a bit sheepishly... "This goes NOWHERE in the Union or anywhere else..." she muttered, shaking her head some, "I.. just thought it'd be different!" Ahem... "I'll be careful, I'm not sure how to even work these things, they seem to have a mind of their own..." swish swish.. "Ah, so Haguro's a different race then... interesting." Then... Kirito...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Now that's the person I recognize. Kirito." A salute is snapped, "It's interesting here. The archetecture is quite nice and it looks... amazing to put it bluntly." she speaks to Kirito and then to Zephyr, only shocked to have a facefull of Slyph in front of her... "Umm.. you're a bit close.." she muttered, stepping back just a bit...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A nod is given to Auron, "I'll be careful to make that not happen." Tana mutters, looking up the other Cait Sith. "Familiar? Oh, those cute little pets?" a quick covering of the mouth, "I mean..." cough...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"While 'familiar' is a magic spell you can cast to spy on someone in this world, what he means is that he'd seen the words 'ket shee'" Staren imitates the original pronunciation as best he can "before, even mangled into cait sith, and so chose it because it was the only choice he'd ever heard of."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The dust cloud dissipates quickly. Kirito's there alright! And standing up with a face full of good cheer. "Hey guys! .. I see you got here faster than I did, even with that. Not bad, Staren! ... Stial...." He eyes Nagato, unable to see her status window and thus, her name... But deduction's pretty obvious. "Nagato...?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He rubs his chin thoughtfully, and a bit uncertain.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, he answers Staren pretty straightforwardly. "The flight model's kind of like shifting gears in a car." His black Spriggan wings are STILL VISIBLE from his back, so he demonstrates. First he spreads them out to an almost completely horizontal angle. "Start off in 'low gear' with your wings stretched out to the sides as far as you can. As you accelerate, slowly...." As he speaks, he keeps his wings moving. They smoothly angle downwards until they're nearly flat against his back and vertical, pointing at the ground... "Shift to high gear. The tighter you can squeeze them in, the faster you can go."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well that's... unintitive. And not exactly part of the flight manual.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe i:pauses at the Puca for a moment, the moment she mentions the admiral? Tomoe knws they found the one whom they came for. She grins looking Hogan over for a moment. <br /><br /> "We'll take you to her, we been trying to get both of you on our friend's list and I got the means to catch up with everyone else, I got a teleport crystal. So we should be fine."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The news that Nagato's not in the area is both worrying and reassuring to the Cruiser-turned-Puca. On one hand, it means not having to look for her in this brightly-colored place where she could look like... Well, anyone else. On the other hand, it means Hogan still needs to worry about where she actually is. She raises her hand to her head instinctively at the voices coming in through the radio, blinking slowly at the attention Kagura is getting before giggling quietly to herself. "Can you hear me? Ah.. Hello!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There's another pause, then another muffled giggle before she speaks over the comms again. Or.. Whatever it's called in this world. She's not quite sure yet. Turning back to Tomoe, the orange-haired Puca takes a moment to just step around a few more times and get used to her new gait some more. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "So this is Alfheim... Ah? Teleportation, too... Alright. That should make learning the... Everything easier if we're both trying it then." She gives the Iron Lily a firm nod. "I'm ready, Miss Tomoe."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral back soff a little, then throws her head back and lets out a big loud laugh. "AHHAHAHHAHA! Sorry, sorry! I'm Mistral." she then folds her arms over her chest. "So, just got into the game? Figured out the menu yet? Flight? Want me to run through stuff for ya?" she asks, then turns to Auron. "Hey Stial, how's it shakin'?" she asks, beaming softly.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Auron nods as Staren explains his statement. "The term Cait Sith is associated with felines in my world," he further offers Nagato. "Someone I knew used dolls in battle. Some were black-and-white cats. She called them Cait Sith." A smirk. "So here I am."<br /><br />Kirito's directions for quicker flying draw his attention, and he tilts his head inquisitively. If his tail was visible it'd probably be twitching with interest. "I'll have to remember that," he replies. "My flight time is still limited. I need all the speed I can muster." Notably he hasn't busted the wings out yet.<br /><br />He also asides to Nagato, "That's one of the benefits to Cait Sith. Cait Sith train Familiars. Some of those familiars can be used as mounts. Your flight time is limited. But a flying mount's isn't."<br /><br />Zephyr/Mistral gets a smile. "Reasonably well," he replies to her question. "And yourself?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren stares in wide-eyed wonder as Kirito shares a secret that Staren didn't know after /years/ of playing this game.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He almost wants to go try it RIGHT NOW but, y'know, that would be rude to Nyagato. Ha ha, it's a double pun because the second part of her name is 'gato'!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Auron mentions using tamed beasts as mounts, Staren pats the dog's side again for emphasis. It continues to stand there in its idle animation.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The explinations are getting ... interesting for the Admiral-turned-Kitty. "Tana." she responds to Kirito... a pause, "Nagato." but when he breaks off into the flight explination to Staren, 'Tana' tilts her head, "Flying? Like aircraft? But I'm not a carrier, I can't launch planes." well, she can launch seaplanes but, that's aside the point here... She turns towards Mistral and nods, "A pleasure... but menu? Flight? Run me through things?" the head tilts in the other direction this time before her attention's given to Stial.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ah, that explains the name then and how they look... I figured this race could do something interesting..." There's no way Nagato would pick it because it was cute... "So I can train Familiars... Looks like I'm a bit ahead of this then with my fleet... I can use that experience then."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This might not go well...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"In this world, everyone can fly." Staren manifests his wings and hovers a few inches off the ground. "You can learn to do it by moving your shoulder muscles with practice, but while you're just starting out, you might want to use the assist controller." Staren lands. "Hold out your off-hand like this," he does so, and the wings reappear, along with something like the Wii nunchuk in his hand. By tilting it back and forth, and using the thumbstick, he flies in a circle around the group before landing again. "You can fly for up to ten minutes, but you have to be outside, and there's a one-to-one recharge time. Imps have the unique ability to fly indoors and underground."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"As for Beast Taming... That /is/ a unique thing the Cait Sith can do. My Mom's gone full Pokemon Master with it. You can only have a dozen pets, and only one pet out at a time, but you can keep a bunch of different pets for different situations."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral hmms. "Okay, to open the menu you just hold out your left hand like this, and make like you're pressing a big button in mid air." she demonstrates, and a transparent screen appears in the air in front of her. It's impossible to read what's on the screen, but it's definitely visible to know it's there and open. "You can access your inventory, I think the Cait Sith have a Familiar's sub menu too, and you can log out through the bottom account menu too." she goes over the rest of the functions, but it should be fairly intuitive. "Staren's got the flight thing down, but it /does/ take some getting used to. We'll help ya out though!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Auron half-smiles, and when the talk of Familiars begins, he brings up a menu and starts looking through it. You'd think he'd have a big scary monster, right? Tough guy, scary monster. Perfect combo, isn't it? But no...<br /><br />As Staren's explaining the pets, there's suddenly a red squirrel running in a circle on the ground near Auron's feet. It stops, looks to one side and then the other, then chatters a bit. These idle animations, man. "Meet Ratoska."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's actually not unique. Spriggans can do it too, but we're not as good at that." Kirito interjects gently, tone cheerful. "I got that skill mod a few weeks ago. About twenty seconds is the limit. Anyways... yeah. The menu's a critical skill."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He also demonstrates, using his left hand to strike downwards with his index and middle fingers. Of course, it doesn't SHOW until he presses a tiny button at the corner of the menu. Once he does... it flickers into view. White panels and buttons floating in the air.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Everything you need to get started's in the menu. Not just inventory, but game maps and quest logs, your character abilities, the help menu... and whenever you want to log out and return to reality? Go to settings - that's the gear icon at the bottom. Log out is in there. Unless you're somewhere safe though, your avatar'll still hang around for about twenty minutes wherever you left it. Vulnerable."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe Smiles kindly at the orange haired Puca., <br /><br /> "Yes, sorry for the rush we'll get you set up with the guilkd and everyone else." <br /><br /> She gives her companion a grin and then readies the crystal it won't get them, all the way there but will get them fairly close. The pair would soon find the world shifting as they end up in small town. She looks to Hogan for a moment, grins. Then moves to pick her up in a fireman's carry. A moment later her red see though wings take shape looking very much like some armored Christan Angel at this point? Tomoe takes off and is going at full speed, why? She's got to catch up with everyone else. <br /><br /> "Hang on and enjoy the ride! We'll be at the others soon enough!" <br /><br /> They are also going at quite the clip as she makes for the Cait Sith home city!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana gives a nod, watching Staren float around... then the nunchuk like thing in his hand and floating around some more. Tana herself, ponders this and sticks out her left hand, the wings popping into view and that controller. She thinks a moment and presses forward gently... and soon she's moving ... slowly ... forward... then to the left... and then right into the ground with a thud. "Ow..." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana coughs a bit and shakes her head, dusting herself off a bit before she gives a sheepish look.. "I.. shall practice..." she muttered lowly, then she flicks her fingers to open that menu... "It's... got a picture of my character. And... mm... " she nods and tries dismissing the menu before turning to Auron.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana eyes the squirrel, that cute thing and... with amazing speed, she plucks it right off the ground and into her hands and cuddles it into her cheek. "You're sho cute! I'm not saying those things because I wanna. I'd really like to..." Tana goes into quite the cute little voice while she dotes on the squirrel... oblivious to everyone around her...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Thank you, Miss Tomoe. That should save us some time wh-" And then they're teleported! It's.. Well, it's not quite as disorienting as it could have been, considering how Hogan had just been dropped into the world moments earlier. No, what's really disorienting for her is getting picked up abruptly and brought into the air again! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hogan's a good passenger, at least, and she's even calmer for it since she actually knows that someone's got her this time. It's still an odd ride, of course, but at least nobody's falling this time! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "That... That was certainly something. Urk..." She does look a little paler than before, but at least she didn't scream once by the time they land! Probably a good thing, too, since it's right when Tana is... With that squirrel. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hogan, of course, turns right around to keep her expression as neutral as it can be without actually looking at what's going on. "Hagu.. Um. Hogan reporting in. Sorry to keep everyone waiting!" She bows quickly to Tomoe first, then to Staren, Mistral, Auron, Kirito, and... Finally, Tana and the squirrel. Somehow, she avoids giggling.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral's reaction to Nagato's attempts with flight is, just to chuckle softly then help her back up. "You'll get used to it eventually. I'll even help ya. S'probably a good idea to test out the ability while in the safe areas of the towns."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Aaaaand then Nagamon appears and Mistral's mental state activates an emote. A big old sweatdrop appears behind her as she watches.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:1|Kirito (1)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Wait until you meet Silica and her Feathery Dragon. Even in Alfheim that one's a rarity!" Kirito remarks, folding his arms over his chest and grinning misheviously. He's seen n00bs a lot.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Idly, he brings up his menu again and checks Tomoe's map location... the grin widens!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Auron nods to Kirito's explanations. Looks like the Spriggan's got that wrapped up just fine. But he does add, "Be careful about leaving your avatar around. It's not safe." But he does smirk a bit at Nagato's first flight. "We all had to learn," he assures her, confirming Zephyr's words.<br /><br />Suddenly Ratoska is grabbed up! Auron blinks, and is about to speak when he notices Nagato is just cuddling the squirrel. Much to said squirrel's chagrin. Auron begins to chuckle quietly. "Welcome to the world of the Cait Sith," he says, amused. "Cat ears, flying lizards, and adorable woodland creatures."<br /><br />Haguro's arrival gets a nod of greeting. "Hello. Welcome to the game," he offers. And yes, there is a red squirrel struggling in Nagato's grip!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren watches Nagato fly and doesn't seem particularly amused by her difficulties. "You'll get the hang of it. Real flight too, if you practice enough." He can't help but smile at her cuddling the squirrel, though! And then, Haguro is here! He turns and smiles to her, "So nice you could join us... uh, 'Hogan'!" How to tell her that in the west that is not a girl's name...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Auron describes Cait Sith Land, Staren adds, "And giant dogs!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They're probably a quest reward of some sort.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe Says "Sorry about the rushed trip, however I tought it would be best to get everyone hooked back up. Kirito did you get them guild invites yet? If not hit them up with it." <br /><br /> "Hogan hummm not a bad name though I didn't expect something like that I admt." <br /><br /> An old Celberty her father talked about on an off came to mine but she seems more amused than anything.. <br /><br /> "So I found the last of us and now we're together welcome to ALO."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana continues doting over the squirrel some... until she's spoken at, which causes her to freeze up. Amusingly enough, her ears are flat and the tail is stiff. "This... does not... leave this game..." she says back in her stoic, Admiral-like voice... before turning to Mistral and a nod is given, "The opportunity to learn is definately welcome." only to twitch just a bit at Auron... "I didn't choose this because it was cute..." lie... "But I will work on enjoying this.." lie, she's already enjoying this.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns to Kirito and she seems to unintentional perk up.. "Really?!" ahem... "I see... Okay." And with Tomoe and Haguro finally showing up... she blinks then frowns... "Hogan? And hello Tomoe. Good to see you." She looks up to the sky and gets a grin, "Welcome to ALO, huh? Looks like the Admiral has become the Private..." with a soft laugh, she looks towards everyone, "Shall we enjoy ourselves today then?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; For what it's worth, Hogan's at least trying to look like she doesn't notice! She even freezes up when Tana speaks, managing a shaky nod while standing at attention. The Puca does relax after she lightens up, however, even managing a small smile of her own. "That's... Yes, ma'am. We're in your hands, then." Despite being the same Haguro as before, Hogan looks almost like a completely different person. She's definitely taller than she was in reality, her default expression more confident, and even body looks stronger and ready to bust some heads! If not for her general demeanor still matching up with her personality, she might as well have not been Haguro at all.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:162|Zephyr Windstar (162)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mistral's about to speak up again, when a window opens up in front of her. NEW MESSAGE.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ugh, really?" she taps it to open and read it, then frowns. "Okay, guys? I gotta go now. Gimme a shout on the Guild's radio, if you need me, 'kay?" she directs to Tana, and by extension Hogan.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren nods to Zephyr, "Bye, seeya around. ...So." Staren folds his hands behinds his back. "What do you want to do, in this world? What role will you play?" He looks between the two newcomers.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Ratoska escapes as soon as the opportunity presents itself. Ack ack help crazy cat lady! With an amused smirk, Auron confirms to Nagato's request, "Didn't see a thing." Blackmail material? Nah, Auron's not the type to do something like that. Or is he? He's about to speak up to Haguro when Zephyr speaks up. He nods to her. "Take care," he offers.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana nods some at Mistral, but when that window pops up in front of her, she gets a confused face. "Ah. Okay then. Should we meet up soon to work on flight or..." she looks around, "Floating question marks, curious..." she shakes her head and looks between Kirito, Staren, Tomoe, Hogan, Mistral and Stial. She thinks a moment then pulls up her menu again and starts poking around at the various things and soon, the equipment window pops up and she studies it...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"No equipment fairies?" she questions openly, before turning to Staren, "Ah... at the moment, I'm undecided. I asked to learn to have more interaction with members of the Union and to see how others relax to improve morale at the base. As for here.." she thinks a moment, "Well, I can use what I know as an Admiral to deal with these pets but I'm sure there's a lot more that I can do, isn't there?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She pokes around at the equipment list before poking at more menus... Friends List, INventory, Skills, the System Menu... back to the Skills and starts reading them. "Hmmm. Let's see... how does one defend themselves here?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren gives her a blank stare for a moment, then answers: "Weapons, magic. Armor. Stealth. Pets. How do you /want/ to defend yourself? Or perhaps... What do you think you have the skills for? Weapon wielding is realistic, though as you practice use of a particular type of weapons, you'll be able to use weapons that are... basically magically more powerful. Not magic, just... that's how it works, they do more damage. Pets requires finding creatures and taming them first, although taming is easier than in real life since this is a game. Magic requires remembering Words of Power and saying them to make spells. You can look up your Words in the menu, but obviously that's no help in the heat of combat. What sounds good?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Auron looks between Nagato and Staren as the question of defense comes up. He adds to Staren's explanation, "Cait Sith are a light race, so heavy armor isn't recommended. I don't think we can learn the skill for it anyway. But light races are faster, and can dodge. You can run on walls. My suggestion? Find a large, heavy Familiar that can serve to draw attention off of yourself while battling and take some damage, and dart around the battle doing damage that way."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Mmm. Well, as a battleship, I'm used to using heavy guns." Nagato starts in response to Staren... then when Auron puts his input in, she hmms a bit further, "So I've gone from battleship to destroyer..." a laugh is given, more a chuckle. "I don't mind being close to send thick shells into my foe, but I'm going to say there's a logical fact that I won't be able to access a battleship's turret here." she ponders a few moments...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Tenryuu uses a sword... Tasuta uses a halberd... Akagi and Kaga use longbows... and... Ikazuchi uses an anchor." Tana seems to be pondering weapon choices for now, "Though, taming creatures? Perhaps I should try my hand at that before I decide on a weapon type. Or should I decide on a weapon type before I go out to tame something?" she taps her foot, the Cait Sith's tail twitching angrily on its own... "So the more practice, the better equipment I can use? Sounds almost like what the SDP is doing..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She fiddles around with the menu again and looks for a weaponry list... scrolling and... "Chakram? War Hammer... Assault spear?" a pause... "There. Two handed heavy axe..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren shrugs. "You're not gonna find any big guns here... There's crossbows, but I'm not sure if they're what you're looking for. Then again, maybe they are... they're a decent weapon, anyway, as are bows. If you're used to being artillery, you might want to look at magic. ...But hey, it's a game! Try whatever you like. You wanna try a big axe, let's go get you an axe and find some monsters. Do you want armor?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"I went with what you might imagine. Claw weapons," Auron replies. "It was an odd adjustment period." Given he uses two-handed swords out-of-game. Staren makes some suggestions, and Auron nods. "Your skill in battle outside the game will help you, too. Being a ship, your tactical abilities are likely quite good. That should help you out quite a bit."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana nods, a light frown at the lack of big guns but that's okay, "Ah, sure. And... sure on the armor. I'm not used to how fragile I look." she muttered, "Magic? I suppose you'll be teaching me how to use that as well?" Well, the Admiral has to learn what she can, right? "Alright, lead the way Staren. I'm in your hands, Sir!" and incoming formal Cait Sith. Then Auron replies, nodding a bit more, "Alright. I look forward to this. Shall we find an axe then and some armor?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe says "Not really and hey it's fun, it's a bit complex but it's what happens when a pretty much mundane as all get out world starts getting bored more or less." <br /><br /> She seensm to be hanging back and letting Staren share what he knows with the newbies. She doesn't seem to midn and Auron gets spotted and Tomoe grins. <br /><br /> "I'm pretty much a hulking titan around here the Salamanders like myself are a heavy race. I tend to use sword and board. Though I also use a Naginata quite a bit."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With some instruction on what to do, while following along behind the three more experienced ones, Tana is tapping away at the menu... "Skills... Fire... Earth..." she nods, "Simple as that?" with a quick look to the three, "Or can you not see the specifics of what I'm doing on this menu...?" she tilts her head slightly as she continues to go along, opening up the menu one more time. "Skills. Axe... arm..or? Metal armor, there you area..." *tap*<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren dismisses the dog, and after some radio chatter, walks Nagato through a couple of the super-basic quests ('This is how you talk to people!' 'Visit a shop!' and maybe some 'Kill X Wildebeestes' type quests for later ... hey, a reward of some starting yrd is something) and buys her the armor and weapon she wants. (As for armor, the game distinguishes between Light Metal and Heavy Metal).<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then: "Now might be a good time to practice controlled flight. We're going to leave the city and head out into the wilderness." Staren manifests his wings and starts heading up towards the city walls, looking back at Nagato.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Staren probably knows the locations of the armor and weapons shops better, since Auron had most of his equipment specially-crafted. Particularly that long-paneled vest. Auron offers a friendly half-smile to Tomoe. "It can be complex," he agrees. He will also tag along with Staren and Nagato through the equipment and quest tutorials! And he'll follow Staren when he mentions flight. Though he'll be scouting for likely landing spots as he does. If Staren went through the Alf quest back then, his and Auron's wings probably look different.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After pointing out the weapon and the armor she wants and learning how to equip it, she gives a brief blink, not seeing the armor actually on her person. "So it seems that I might have failed to equip that." she mutters, poking open the status window... "It says it's on, but I don't see it." she shakes her head a bit, chalking it up to the uniqueness of where she's at. She peeks under her shirt a bit, "Ah, there it is." and then readies herself up, but when the mention of controlled flight is given, she gives a firm nod...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Out comes her left hand and out come the wings and Assist Controller. "Alright.." as her eyes track Staren briefly before looking at the controller. A quick jump and a push of the controller sends her flying upwards and then a tilt here... a tilt there... and Tana's shakily flying all over the place to catch up with Staren. "This is embarrasing..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren shrugs. "All of us had to do it once. You'll get the hang of it." Though he does demonstrate spellcasting, using a Wind Magic spell to make them fly faster. Eventually they come to a region where there are some Miniature Dire Antelope or something. That's probably a thing right? "Okay. I'm gonna demonstrate combat so you're used to the look. And also magic!" He uses a basic firebolt spell to make a monster target him, lets it hit him once, showing what the damage effect looks like, then dodges and oneshots it because this is a starter monster and he has high-level gear. "I think that covers it really, now you try fighting one. I suggest starting out with your spells. Try a magic protective barrier, then shooting a rock or firebolt at something, then fight it off with your axe."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:236|Auron (236)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Don't worry. Everyone had to learn," Auron assures Tana when she expresses being embarrassed about her wobbly flight. He's not using the controller himself. He lands nearby -- probably in a tree, if there are any around -- as Staren demonstrates battle. He waits, out of the way (probably perched in a tree, since that's a thing he does).<br /><br />And once Staren encourages Tana to try combat herself, Auron offers, "I can heal you if you get hurt." So she doesn't have to worry about that.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Upon reaching the indicated area, Tana shakily lands and watches... "Impressive, Staren." she watches a bit more and when the Antelope is slain, she nods, "I see, that's quite the show..." and when it's suggested that SHE try it... she turns to one of the monsters... another antelope... and stares at it. "Alright... magic first." muttermuttermutter...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It takes a minute but a stone barrier comes into view for a brief moment and she focuses on the antelope and with another minute... a ball of fire is in her hand and launching straight towards the Antelope to which Tana follows, pulling her newfound two hander axe out and she swings at the antelope, but the antelope swings back and knocks her back a ways.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This little scuffle does take quite a bit of time... with Tana getting knocked down.. and healed by Auron. Magic flying. Axe coming down... It's soon over, with Tana the victor, but she flumps to her knees... "That.. was more intense than I expected..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Tomoe Says "Flying can take a bit to get used to but it's good fun." <br /><br /> Tomoe's wings flare out and while they are red they do look more like an angel's after all she is an Alf. She looks over to Auron for a moment grinning a bit more. <br /><br /> "Lets get going my friend." <br /><br /> WIth that she'll make ready to take off but she looks to Nagato as they fly. <br /><br /> "Don't worry about it! WE were worse when we started.:"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren winces when Nagato gets knocked back. "Not bad, for your first time in VR and using a weapon I bet you've never used anything like before. But hey, this is a game, it's a safe place to learn and have fun, that's kinda the point." At Tomoe's comment, he retorts, 'Speak for yourself.' Then realizes what he just said to an SAO survivor and looks embarassed. "Err... well I mean, but then I had some practice first. In real life. But I suppose it's analogous to... I crashed a lot when I was first training in the simulators. A lot..." He looks away awkwardly, tail swishing.<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2015/12/10<br />
|Location=Great Ocean - Southern Loop<br />
|Synopsis=Summoning more firepower, the fleet goes back to the expedition area and combat ensues.<br />
|Cast of Characters=7, 367, 582, 637, 680, 685, 863, 901<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Last time on Expedition 1-1, meeting the enemy and watching a corpse get towed along. Akizuki ordered a retreat back to base with Kuma, Kako and Furutaka launching to meet up with what looked to be an enemy resupply fleet. With Destroyer Division 10 refuelled and ready, even if the morale was down for retreating, the order to Sortie is given again by the Admiral.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Destroyer Division Ten, launch!" comes the order over the radio with Nagato's forceful voice, "Find victory on the dawn's horizon. Send the carrier back to the ocean to rest, destroy the Abyssal transport fleet, rescue any human survivors." comes the rest of the orders.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago's launched, currently, awaiting the rest of the destroyers outside of the launch bay, that cheerful smile on her face, "Don't worry, we'll get them and we'll show them not to drag up the sleeping. And if you feel uneasy, just hide behind me and I'll take care of you~."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, already near the edge of the fleet daughter's operating regions, the Abyssal fleet continues to be hampered by their added load. The Wa-class that are towing the raised wreckage struggle as best they can to pick up the speed, but there is only so much they were designed for, even if it is a mostly empty husk of what was an escort carrier. The urgency had increased so much that the non-glowing I-class and Ro-class destroyers had also fired tow cables from their maws, and contribute their own horsepower, while the flagship I-class and elite Tsu-class keep watch ahead of the struggle.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The biggest breakthrough had actually come from the humans aboard the hulk. The long hours of uncertainty had affected each of them different ways: Some watched the humanoid, and not-so-humanoid, Abyssal ships operate while on security detail. Others continue to pilfer through the small treasures still covered in the muck of decades. For the chief mechanic below decks, he came what did naturally, and continued tinkering with the corroded and rusted machinery. By some minor miracle, he has gotten one boiler and turbine out of the original four operational, and it takes the Abyssal ships a moment to adjust, since it was so unexpected. It's the Multiverse, after all -- maybe they're some kind of mechanical wizard.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Whatever the case, the time isn't completely boring for the inhabitants, either. One of the female security guards happens to notice a glow, down one of the narrow hallways, and goes to investigate. A few moments later, she comes scrambling out onto the deck, where several others with rifles turn to look at her. "What the hell? Was there a sea monster under there?" "There was a ghost!" "You're seein' things. These kinds of missions will get to you like that." She mutters, in response, "I didn't imagine it," in that sort of half-defeated way where she suddenly isn't certain, herself. "More importantly," the other guard wonders, "How the hell did he get the turbine going? Well, whatever. The faster we clear this space, the better."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The practically diseased sounding hum from the chassic echoes through the immediate area, as the dark shape continues chugging along into the deepening night.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; NA-191, or Naikui, was there quickly. Hovering above the ground to go faster, which likely looked odd because she didn't have wings in her illusion, so it just looked like she was randomly floating along at high speeds, possibly spooking a few of the fleet daughters that were afraid of ghosts or similar! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; But more importantly, it got Naikui there quickly, and hopping onto her circle to launch quickly. She was quiet through most of the launch, only speaking once she was out on the water and ready. "Naikui still wonders about just re-sinking the ship, but is not my place to decide what happens with it." Naikui murmurs softly, turning and stopping beside Atago in a relatively smoothe motion. Honestly she was moving smoother than she should, but she was cheating just a little bit. It was believable cheating though, just to help make her more effective. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui turned towards the exit shortly afterwards, getting ready to make leave once the others were ready. They were going to attack, so the smiles and silliness were gone from her face, and the warrior had taken its place. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; This time, Haguro's launching as well! She skims along the surface of the water steadily, circling around to stop nearby Atago before bowing lightly to those gathering up. "I'm sorry I couldn't make it last time. But... But I'm here now, and I'll be with Miss Kuma and the others providing supporting fire." Despite trying to sound brave, it's rather apparent that the heavy cruiser is nervous about the whole thing. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; If anything, she's probably still shaken from the last time she was out at sea. It won't do her any good to mull on that again, though, and she even gives her face a few light smacks to try and psyche herself and the other girls up. "We can do this. We'll be fine!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Just who needs that reassurance more, anyway?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Unlike the last few times that she showed up here, Hoshi isn't smiling much. She passes along quick greetings and nods to the girls, makes a beeine straight for the dock, and starts her warm up stretches next to #7's pad. Once that's done, she's on the pad, her mouth set into a grim line. "DDS Amakasu, launch!" She calls out, waiting patiently to get all of her equipment in place before she shoots off quickly to find her place next to Atago. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The ship-girl's reassurances got a small smile, but she shakes her head firmly. "There's really one thing I'm good at. Fighting. So... don't worry about it. I'll be fine. I'll be sure not to drag everyone down."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma sails alone, her course taking her to meet with the other members of this Combined Sortie. She salutes to Kako and Furutaka as she links up with them, and falls into formation, line ahead, taking up the rear of the three ship formation. "Kuma thinks it's good to stretch your legs, kuma!" she calls to her companions. "Lets do our best, kuma!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Akizuki doesn't launch normally like the rest, this time. Rather, the girl trots down the beach from the direction of Mamiya's, followed by the scurrying shapes of her turret-bunnies. Before long, metal shoes splash in the surf and she jumps, a glittering silver glow trailing behind her. By the time she lands, she's stable on the surface of the sea and surrounded by her hip-mounted equipment, leaning into a turn that brings her towards the other members of DesDivTen. Still trailing behind her, now motoring along the surface with an intense buzzing noise, are her twin Choujuucentihou-chans. They struggle to match pace, and the lead one flails its little paddle arms.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's not until Akizuki takes her positon in the formation that she slows down. Mercifully so, it seems, as the twin turret familiars wobble to a halt on either side, mock-panting. One falls over, eyes swirley and letting out smoke, though Akizuki picks it up gingerly in both hands and sets it into her rigging.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Our goal isn't to sink the enemy, but to keep them from taking the ship away." Leaning down, she collects the second Choujuucentihou-chan, whose arms drop in relief, "If the run away and leave it, we've won." The second bunnygun is dropped into place and she gives them both pats on their heads, then thrusts a hand forward, "Single file, thirty knots, plotting for intercept! DesDivTen, anchor's aweigh!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa gets the mission and given this world's nature she understands. The Bluenose is following behind the smaller unit as she noted over the com. The Bluenoses guns and missile launchers come on line, for the moment the guns are silent but the launchers are tracking the enemy she's also attempting to scan for lifeforms on the hulk first hopefilly she'll be able to pin point where they are, as she's got an idea but it may involved boarding action on her part. As the missile launchers track the ship she makes ready as she waits for her allies to move in.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago falls in line and gives Amakasu a gentle pat on the head, "I have confidence in you, Amakasu~" she reassures, nodding. "Heavy Cruiser Atago, ready!" Line ahead formation was one of her favorites, easy to stay in a line and thirty is something she's easily capable of getting (maybe). "Alright, Flagship, we're ready for your orders." Atago's cheerful nature does attempt to put a rainbow over this unfortunate expedition, one of the many things Atago is good at.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, Kako and Furutaka ruffle Kuma's hair and grin, "Line abreast, Kuma." Furutaka's armature turret swirls around, "Let's give those destroyers the best protection we can!" "Right, sister! Full speed ahead!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma grouches a little at the ruffling. "Don't pet me, kuma!" she says, getting all huffy at the two Heavy Cruisers. "Don't underestimate me, kuma." she adds, folding her arms over her chest as she skates up into Line Abreast formation. "Isn't this usually for anti-submarine, though, kuma?" she asks, a little confused as to why they're sailing side-by-side.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Thanks to the operational turbine, the original projections for heading and position were likely a bit off, but it isn't difficult to re-establish contact, either. A single, mud-choked propulsion system, though helpful, isn't a night and day difference. The electronics guy, still messing around in and around the ship's remains of an island, happens to notice a contact on the radar, again, which he's since taken scrubbed of the previously resident barnacles and coral for even more accuracy and range. It's a familiar return: Kotone's ship again.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;However, it's more likely that one hit is about to multiply, based on prior experience. "We got company!" He reaches for the switch he'd installed for the alert horns, but gets interrupted by the other crew member that was posted to guard him, that seizes his hand mid-motion, "Those things sound like a duck with a cold. Use the radio!" "Fine..." Lifting up the headset of his transceiver, he radios to the rest of the crew, as well as the Abyssals, "We've got incoming. If it's those ones from before, our firepower isn't going to do much. We fight pirates in motorboats, not those fleet daughters or space ships." One of the security detail radioes back, "That's why we've got our own. If it comes to it, we'll cut and run. We already have our operational costs covered."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Abyssals, alerted by the human skeleton crew, gargle and buzz between each other, none of them apparently capable of human speech -- though the Flagship I-class and Elite Tsu-class are certainly capable of comprehension, and pass the information along to the others via their shared thoughtscape. While it would be nice if they were left alone, they have to prepare for what seems to be inevitable, at this point. The four more standard Abyssal destroyers release their tow cables, and break away from the Tsu-class, as well as the group of Wa-class transports. Lead by the one with the golden aura, they form into a single file line to minimize their profile as they make their approach. The Tsu-class stays behind to guard the transports, which are just as important as the ship they're towing, but she also raises one massively gloved and gun-covered arm -- skyward?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noticing the speeding dot coming towards them, Hoshi covers her eyes and looks over, then gives a salute when she sees it's Akizuki. The flagship had come, and now was the time for them to start their operation. Taking a deep breath, she tugs out her locket from under her shirt and holds it tightly. "We'll let the ship rest in peace, and she won't have to go through what the Admiral did." Or worse, be utterly scrapped. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Taking her position in the line ahead, Hoshi sets her cruising speed and follows after the flagship. As they travel, Hoshi takes a moment to speak to her fairies. "It might've been a bad idea to name you guys after the characters I did, but that's okay. We're going to win this, and none of our friends are going to get hurt, or killed. Get ready. I'll try to give you the best directions I can during the fight."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Single file, thirty knots. Alright, so they were going for an agressive formation for now? Maybe? Naikui gives a small nod as she begins to move forward, her eyes half-lidding as she began to move in formation, speeding up to the ordered speed as she keeps eyes and ears peeled for anything important. Alright! Cheerful Atago. Hmmm. Well, being cheerful is better! It keeps morale up! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Okay, so aim is not sink, but instead keep from taking the ship away." Naikui muses on that, her ears twitching underneath her illusion. Well, she had her dagger with her. Maybe she could focus on cutting towing cables and such, since her aim isn't necessarily that great. Hmmm. But that would possibly hinder the others. She shifts her gaze towards Amakasu. Alright. Her persona would probably be the best option if they go with that option. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Naikui shifts slightly, crouching lower as they begin to near the area where the abyssal fleet was supposed to be. She was working at making herself less visible. And above their heads, a small storm seemed to be brewing and moving with them, mysteriously. For some reason. Said reason was largely because Naikui didn't want to deal with the sun when the fight came, to be honest. Right now it was 'innocent' cloudcover that was moving at a reasonable speed. Possibly faster than one would normally expect, but with Multiverse weather, odd weather patterns wasn't necessarily /that/ strange... <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Spotting Kuma joining with the two other Heavy Cruisers, Haguro bows towards the Destroyer Division and Atago again before skating backwards slowly. "I'll be over there if you need me!" One more bow, and she takes off at a rapid clip! Or at least as rapid as she can be, anyway. It takes her quite a bit of effort to catch up with the other cruisers, but she does make it eventually and fall into the anti-submarine formation with them. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Once she's in position, she starts making adjustments with her turrets while watching that gold-covered ship. "So that's what it looks like..." She mutters to herself, swallowing nervously before casting her eyes skyward and noticing the clouds moving in. That actually reassures her quite a bit, and it lets the cruiser focus her attention entirely on the sea itself. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As she listens to the orders over the radio, she glances at the other Cruisers before starting to angle herself southwards. She still refrains from firing just yet, instead waiting for... Something. Orders, most likely.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is closing in as the Abyssals ake up, they are moving to engage the fleet as it closes. KOtone is going to have to be careful at this point, as ith her shots she turns her guns not on the ruined carrier but on the Abyssals she attempst to get a lock on one of the destroyers and gets a lockw ith the missile launchers but does not yet fire. <br /><br /> "Missiles away, readying guns." <br /><br /> Kotone then pulls a cable out of the back of her neck and plugs it into the console she's currently stationed at. It takes her mind a second to get used to the torrent of data from the ships systems she's plugged into. She now waits for the fight to really get going it's a bit more tenses than she's used to but she gets why and when she's working with another group she understand it to do it their way.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the enemy comes into view on the horizon, even with the cloud cover reducing visibility, Akizuki leans slightly one way, then gestures and turns the opposite direction, angling herself away from the vessel and its protectors. Her torpedo launcher swivels across her back and levels itself, prompting the girl to lean forward until the launcher itself is mostly level. There's a hiss of compressed air when the torpedoes hurl themselves into the water, disappearing within moments. Unlike the Type 90s equipped in the other 'destroyer' launchers on Hoshi and Nasa, these are Type 93s-- There's no wake, no bubbles hitting the surface to show that they were even fired in the first place.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Akizuki straightens her posture, her launcher swinging back around, "They'll be in for a rude surprise." Giving her Choujuucentihou-chan a pat on the head, she leans into another turn, "Don't imitate that-- Your torpedoes do't have the range or the low detectability of mine."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"My radar's picking up an enemy destroyer squadron coming our way. My salvo should break them up, but I want everyone to be ready for a surface engagement!" Akizuki removes a hand from her Chou and raises it, then points forward with two extended fingers, "Sight in range and fire as soon as you've got a good shot! Atago, you've got the 20.3s, so lead us off!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With cloudcover moving in, Atago hears Naikui's words over the radio and grins, "We should sortie you more often if you can control weather. Would make quick work of the Abyssal Carriers." she says with a matter of fact tone to her voice, following along. Staying in position with Akizuki, she gives a brief nod, only to perk up just slightly, "Akizuki, I'm picking up another contact... rapidly moving. I think its aerial." comes the words from the heavy cruiser who, finally, frowns at the prospect.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kako and Furutaka giggle a bit and move into a more proper formation, Line Ahead, and more so when Haguro makes her way over, "You're right, you're right but you can never be too careful now, can't you? Who knows if they fielded those ugly submarines there." Furutaka gives a matter-of-fact nod as Kako moves into position again, "Alright, we have our orders for the flagship, let's make them proud!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back at Hikari, Ooyodo raidos to the Admiral everything going on, "Mmm, they've made contact. Ready the docks, this will get ugly..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back at DesDivTen, Atago nods, "Ready, flagship! Twenty point threes ready and loaded! Cover your ears girls, this will be loud." once Atago gets the contact, "Found you~ PAN PAKA PAAN~" and the rapport of two sets of triple barreled turrets are fired off at the lead, attempting to at least cut some of them off with defensive maneuvering.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma shifts back into her third-place position, then nodes to Haguro as the other cruiser turns up. She might be the smallest one here, but Kuma isn't about to let the CA's have all the fun. "All guns, bearing 2 7 0, elevate 2 0 degrees. Ready to fire, kuma!" her /single turret/ swings into position, the barrel elevating, but waiting for the order to engage. Four torpedoes form on her ankle-mounted brackets, ready to drop into the water, should the opportunity arise.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;While it is silent to anyone but them, the Abyssal destroyers notice something returning on their sonar. There is no surface contact, and it's closing fast, so that greatly limits the range of things it could be. Akizuki's fan of torpedoes, accordingly, pays immediate dividends, as with caution to the rapid approach, they're forced to make a hard turn and stagger their line. The golden I-class issues out a hiss, but it's cut off and repeats for several moments, almost as though it were laughing, an effect only enhanced by a flapping of its jaw hinge. The moment it has been waiting for; now that they have been fired upon, it doesn't have to hold back any longer.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The group of Abyssal destroyers turn as one - the shakiness from before gone, as the experienced and disciplined flagship model is now issuing the unheard orders. They all turn to face Akizuki, Hoshi, Nasa and Atago's group, and open their mouths in unison. The row of human-like teeth expose the barrel of an internally mounted, 5 inch cannon, and there is no more hesitation, as they begin to return the shelling started by Atago. This is the real deal! Under similarly thought-transmitted advice of the one with the gold aura, they also remain watchful of the Bluenose. They don't know what its capabilities are, but they can make some educated guesses, based on their pooled, multiversal experience.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;An aerial contact is soon picked up, as an Abyssal reconnaisance aircraft also buzzes over the destroyers' formation, and like a daredevil does not seem shy at all about aiming to fly over the fleet daughters' and their friends' position. Part of that emboldening might be that, while it lacks the armaments of carrier-based attack or air superiority aircraft, it does share the jet propulsion of other Abyssal planes, its turbine screaming. Thankfully, it's not literal screaming: With Abyssal technology, you just never know. With it released, the Tsu-class lowers her gun arm again, and makes gurgling sounds at the Wa-class transports; she doesn't seem rattled, but the sense of urgency, even with no actual words, is easily interpreted. They remain unaware of another flanking and approaching force, at least, for now.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Several of the human guards aboard the carrier have once again taken defensive positions around its island and what remains of the deck. They aren't firing yet, that's a last resort to protect their own skins, but they remain fully cognizant of what's going on around them. That might be why they miss a glowing figure emerge onto the deck behind them, before vanishing again. The electronics guy DID see, though, and radioes, "What the hell...this ship really is haunted, isn't it!?" "What are you talking about? Just keep watching the radar! We don't know what we're dealing with!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I hope not... Mm. B-but if they did, we'll just have to take them out, too." Haguro still sounds as if she's trying to convince herself of that more than anyone else, taking slow breaths to try and steady her aim with each of her turrets. "Ten to the left... Yes, perfect. Th-thank you." She forces herself not to look as those shots are fired at the Destroyers, focusing everything on just staying calm and preparing for battle. Her eyes narrow, the shaking stops, and in a few more moments, the Heavy Cruiser is ready to fire. She might not have Kuma's torpedoes, the Destroyers' speed, or Kako's spotlight, but she does have guns! Lots and lots of guns.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui lifts her hands to her head, moving her headset into place more directly as missiles were fired, as well as torpedos. Once the headset was in place, Naikui folowed close behind Akizuki, her hands shifting slightly. Alright. So there were Destroyers coming their way. She began to murmur directions to her faeries, her eyes narrowing a bit. Night time was her time to shine, as she did not even need lights to see well in it, and with the cloud cover following them, Naikui's element was rapidly beginning to close in. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And her headset was in place just in time, as Atago began to make her battlecry and fire triple barreled turrets. Yep. As loud as she expected from the battleship. Thank the goddess for the noise reduction on the headset she was wearing. Which made that only slightly uncomfortable as opposed to what it /should/ be. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Incoming fire, Naikui moves carefully, moving to move out of the worst of the incoming fire. It didn't stop her from getting hit indirectly with several, but luckily, she was wearing her armor, which absorbed the worst of the damage. There was a brief ripple of her illusion. However, as the abyssal aircraft came in, those clouds that had been following them began to rumble, flashes visible in the clouds, though not falling from the clouds yet. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Meanwhile, Nasa crouched down, her own torpedoes angling forward. Two sets of three tubes. One after the other releasing a wide spread of torpedoes. One narrower spread and one wider spread creating an area of explosives that would likely be hard to slip between, and instead they'd have to maneuver around. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;While Akizuki maneuvers, the anti-air fire director on her hairband swivels in place. The lenses angle upward, glinting in the fading light and then tracking in swift traverse. The Abyssal recon plane may find the harmless lenses of the destroyer's hairpiece pointed directly at it.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;What it may find less harmless is that the two gunbunny turrets in Akizuki's rigging have picked up on the Director's tracking, also swinging about, their guns elevating. The swift abyssal jet's maneuvering is tracked, and then those ten centimeter guns go off with a rapid quad-pop, and then again. Quickly, the air above DesDivTen fills with the telltale black puffs of anti-air flak shells courtesy of the Northern Force's own Anti-Air Destroyer.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leaning into another turn, Akizuki's launcher can be clearly seen reloading, one torpedo sliding up into place. After a few moments, a second. But it's a five-tube launcher so this will take a while, yet. One Choujuucentihou-chan continues tracking the scout plane, while the other suddenly swings around. There's an internal clicking as ammunition changes, and it fires a pair of high explosive shells into the enemy destroyer formation instead of the flak it had been using.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago takes a moment to reflect. There's two, fresh off the docks destroyers in their first real sortie. An expedition sortie gone wrong. Likely, they've never even fired their turrets or torpedoes for real, to feel the recoil and the shell leaving, the torpedo launching off their thighs... Today would be their first day to do so. At least Naikui knows how to launch the torpedoes, but Amakasu? She puts that aside and as the torpedoes clear the fleet, Atago breaks formation just a bit to move up.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And just in time. The return fire crashes down around Atago, some crashing right into the heavy cruiser's 'armor', ripping in that coat of hers, with only a bit of the ocean stained black. But that's okay, it'll take a lot more than that to bring down the heavy cruiser. Atago takes aim once more, letting another rapport fire at the I-class, the high explosive shells making a nice plume of smoke and fire come from Atago's hips, wiggling them to keep the aim for the guns to be on track.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, with Kuma's gang, Kako and Furutaka get the order and with their own loud rapports, take fire at the Wa-class transports, mostly to try and disconnect that cable attaching them to the ship. "Let's go, more ammunition!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Abyssal forces had comitted at this point. She's not attempting to follow up the target locks she's attempted to get on the one of the Abyssal destroyers. She checks the ranged and lets a pair of missiles fly from one of the two launchers on her ship, while the gun turrets start to lock into place. She then fires off several bursts from the energy weapon turrets but well there's fire comming her allies way and then the turrets open up with bursts of energy, they do seem to share a lot in common with their solid slug cousins however as they seem to have a firing cycling time aking to reloading. <br /><br /> "Engaging Abyssal forces."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma's cannon lets loose. It's a much smaller gun than her companions, but she's likely got more experience providing long range fire support. "Don't you dare underestimate me, kuma!" she roars, bellowing louder than her gun reports. She lets loose a six shell volley, before the cannon clanks and whirrs as it reloads. Her full broadside.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Still out of range of torpedoes, the Light Cruiser maintains formation. She wants to charge in, get right in that Tsu-class' helmet-face... but she'd likely get torn apart before she could get close. Tsu-class, especially Elites, are /tough/ and carry 15.5cm cannons, compared to Kuma's 14cm ones.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There they were. Off in the distance, she saw the giant floating wreck and the Abyssals that had been tugging it along since yesterday. Seeing them again, clearly ready to fight this time, makes Hoshi go pale in the face, her fights gripped tightly as they moved closer towards the engagement. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The sudden change in whether and the drop in visibility isn't particularly helpful, but Hoshi's hoping that their opponents were more screwed up by it than she was. "Fighting in a storm," she mutters. "Everyone--I'm going to hold Rosamond back until we need her. Tell me when, Akizuki." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As Atago came under fire, Hoshi grunted and turned to her right, pulling away from the chance of being struck. She's about to charge in to start fighting, but is instead told to go at a wider berth. It'll have to do. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When they get close enough, Hoshi points out her targets. "Kambei, Heihachi, fire!" The recoil and the sound was more than she was expecting, and it makes her gasp and almost try to shrink away, likely making her shots go mostly wild. Panting, she croaks out, "Kyuzu, right leg, wide spread. Fire!" Dipping to her right, the torpedoes drop into the water, aiming for... well, anything she can hit, really, on the opposing fleet.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>DESDIV + ATAGO + KOTONE:<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The storm. The darkness. It's truly an amazing scene, with the glowing 'head lamps' of the Abyssal destroyers cutting through it all; though it certainly does affect their operations a bit, they're also used to rough weather operations. The ones that don't have an amber halo around them are becoming a bit scattered by the incoming shells, primarily from Atago at first, which are now beginning to splash down, and explode, among their ranks. They almost seem on the verge of panic, if one can read whale-thing body language, before the steely nerved Flagship gives a reprimanding crackling sound. The others seem to regain more cohesive control afterward, fighting the instinct to focus on self-preservation in return of staying in formation. Once again forming a line, their shelling doesn't stop, but in addition, Abyssal torpedoes pop out of their mouths with a pneumatic sound, and begin streaking in the water toward the destroyers, and Atago.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;More shells come in from Akizuki, splashing wide; but the explosion still manages to knock the trailing member of their picket off-balance as the waves chop and roil around it. It buzzes in annoyance, but the buzz turns into a desperate shriek, as the torpedoes that Nasa launched, that the others move to avoid, catch it while it's still a sitting duck. Once the bright flash of an explosion clears, and the debris, the I-class destroyer it struck is still afloat, but wounded, judging by the crumpled outer shell, which is leaking congealed oil instead of blood. It is also slightly listing on its side, and it struggles to try and catch back up, but somewhere it seems to realize it's a wasted effort. 'Alone,' some dim corner of its mind that has an inkling of consciousness realizes, 'I'm being left behind again. I hate this.'<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The destroyers that remain healthy turn toward the incoming missiles, their shelling hesitating for a moment, as audible clanking can be heard. They're then left to evade cannon fire from the Bluenose, while they spray anti-air shells of their own at the incoming missiles; they're more banking on not being there when the missiles strike, but better safe than sorry! They do mostly evade both, but one still gets struck in the literal tail section. It cuts down its speed somewhat, but it remains in formation, unlike the unlucky one that's practically dead in the water. They similarly pick up their speed to try and outrun Hoshi's torpedoes. The hampered one isn't able to clear out in time, and gets solidly struck in the side, blasting a hole, with yet more congealed oil 'blood'. Guess its luck ran out!<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The remaining destroyers, including the crippled ones, still have the capacity to fight back, however. The same ammunition switching sounds can be heard, from their internal magazines, and they resume normal surface shelling. In the midst of it all, the Abyssal recon plane had made a valiant effort of remaining aloft, even as some of the flak that settles into the air visibly clips its wings, as sparks and flames indicate. Its airframe eventually loses too much integrity, however, and it makes a similar buzzing as the Abyssal ships do, splashing down into the water and disintegrating into a puddle of black oil and debris.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;CRUISERS:<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Tsu-class had mostly remained vigilant, though there is a somewhat worried grumble of a gutteral sound, at the turn of fortunes for their detachment of destroyers. Nonetheless, she'll trust the flagship to keep their cool, even with all of this going on around them. As much as she'd like to leave her post to reinforce their position, the Wa-class transports take priority. And so it seems, they also do for another force that had circled back to catch them from another delta. The electronics guy aboard the floating wreck manages to get enough of his nerves back to look at his radar screen again. It's now absolutely full of contacts, but he has to double take, before he radioes down, "There's more of them!" This gets more of a rise out of the Tsu-class, than the human crew, as she buzzes intensely, beginning to pivot her helmet of a head this way and that.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's a bit too late, however, and that momentary distraction proves to be a potentially costly error. While the primary target of the bulk of the cruisers might be the Wa-class' towing cables and apparatus, as well as general harassing fire, they can't really know that, since shells don't talk. The end result is the same, though. With an annoyed, and slightly hesitant, buzz from the Tsu-class, the Wa-class release their tow, leaving the carrier - at least for the moment - adrift. Free of the burden, the transports are a bit less sitting ducks, though a shell does glance and then skip off the spherical outer shell of one of them, narrowly avoiding a catastrophic explosion, instead denting it and likely damaging some of the cargo inside. While the Wa-cass transports have an obvious order to remove themselves from the combat theater, judging by how fast and how 'not here' their heading is pointed, they still return fire with destroyer-sized gun batteries, that appear from hatches on their frames.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That leaves the Tsu-class basically alone, facing down a gang of heavy cruisers, and one light one that from prior experience, isn't afraid to get in an Abyssal's grill. "Gurrrrh," she drawls out, a hollow ringing of disapproval from inside her helmet, as she levels her guns. Is she really intent on trying to stand up against them? Instead, a sudden whistling, and she's forced to raise one of her massive glove-arms to block an incoming boquet of...bombs? A dive bomber wing climbs back up, fleet daughter-scaled no less, though the dark and gloom somewhat obscures what kind it was. A dive bomber at night? About that time, the cruiser detachment would become aware of another figure coming up from behind them. This time, it's a glowing, ghostly figure. Details are hard to make out, but the outline is unmistakably that of a carrier. She doesn't speak, but it's clear what side she's standing with.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This leaves one set of the Tsu-class' gun batteries smoldering and basically unuseable, but she still continues staring, apparently uncertain of what to do. "I told you there was a ghost," is audible from the deck of the carrier's remains.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hearing the signal, Haguro takes one more short breath as she fine-tunes the aim on her turrets. "Assault team, please begin!" Despite her nervous demeanor, her actual movements are rather controlled, bucking her torso left and right to mitigate the recoil from each of her gun batteries providing additional fire support. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Guns engaged! I hope this is enough..." Shells blast forward from long-range, one launching right after the other before her turrets finally go silent. It's time to reload! She makes sure to keep herself in formation with the other cruisers as well, glancing over towards the Destroyers further back every now and then. Haguro's worried about the newcomers, but she can't go back to reassure them just yet. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; No, she just needs to stay on task and keep firing! Once those turrets are ready, she'll adjust her aim to start firing again from range, trying to disrupt the Abyssals as much as possible without breaking formation.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Gasping, beginning to shrink away. Amakasu was not doing that well, it seems. Naikui shifts slightly, falling thoughtful for a few moments. The storm should mute some of the noise, she thought. Hmmm. Alright. She'll be fine. She can deal with it. As Naikui moved, she bit down on a small wax capsule in her mouth, releasing a pre-emptive medicine for what would inevitably happen due to her next action. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She moves quickly, passing behind Amakasu -- which was also an effort to ensure that Amakasu was out of line of fire of those torpedoes while diestracted. Hands move to her shoulders to gently guide her, while the flow of water around incoming torpedoes would be singled out and redirected to turn away from herself and Amakaso. After that, Naikui's hands proceed to perform an arguably dumb action: they lift off Amakasu's shoulders briefly ... to plop a certain headset over Amakasu's ears to cut out the worst of the sound of gunfire and hopefully reduce some of the fear. Ears shift underneath her illusion, folding down to cut out as much sound as possible. "There. The noise should scare you a little less now." Naikui murmurs into her radio, finally moving out from behind Amakasu. Oh god this was going to suck. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Neenee, Hiera. Aim." Naikui says, lifting her hands towards the destroyers. "Target the closest enemy." She says softly, watching as they turn and adjust, murmuring a couple of adjustments. She gives a small nod. "Fire." There was a very brief moment of hesitance from the two faeries, before there was the BLAST of all four tubes of her guns open fire upon the closest destroyer, their aim was... relatively accurate, though a couple of them likely stray to the left or right, or possibly go a bit too far...though that could possibly result in accidentally striking the wrong target, if Naikui's luck stat was high enough. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Regardless, that /hurt/. Luckily, she had her medicine to numb pain already beginning to course through her body, as well as gradually enhance her regeneration to keep herself just able to continue hearing to understand incoming orders. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Weather is getting crazy, and Kotone's getting it all either by her ship's scanners or her own cybernetiuc systems. She keeps her ship moving but not in the same sense is eveyrone else here. She's a bit of a fish out of water so to speak but the battle is coming along and everyone is fully comitted now. She readies another pair of missiles to fire into the enemy fleet, she's been avoiding the hulk for the moment after all there's abetter plan for it and she doesn't fancy splattering the hire ons the Abyssals have. <br /><br /> She sees one of the Destroyers seemed to be wingged and was moving slower, that's the one she'd attempt to finish off as the guns line up and make ready to fire but Hoshi is having none od that as she finishes it off. Good there's a few ones left and her guns move to track the destoyers making to aime and now the missiles fire again trying to just supress the enemy and force them to have to move to avoid them. <br /><br /> "Nice shooting, don't let up!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma catches the Tsu-class' eye, and cracks her knuckles in an intimidating way. She grins harshly, it's /not/ a pleasant expression, and one seen by many of the other Abyssals that have come up against this particular Light Cruiser. 'Light' she may be, but she still packs a nasty whollop. Even that Ru-class didn't stand much of a chance.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And, now the weather is starting to clear a bit, Kuma's eyes shift up to the overflying aircraft... "Those markings..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The weather is getting worse and there's torpedoes coming along. Atago gives a smile when she hears Naikui's P-P-P, and she sails a bit forth, aiming lower to fire at some of the incoming torpedoes, trying to skate around some of them. When the mention of a dive bomber squadron from the other cruisers, Atago perks up, "Things got interesting quick..." she whispers, letting out another rapport of cannonfire from her hips. "You're not touching my destroyers now~ Atago won't let you!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, Kako and Furutaka let out even more shells, getting splashed with water from missed return fire. "Heh, let's destroy those transports, you with me Furutaka, Kuma, Haguro?" comes Kako's quiet-ish voice. A nod comes from Furutaka herself, "Cruiser Fleet ready!" only to turn around when Kako acknowledges a carrier contact from behind the fleet. "Eh?" Her guns are trained on it, in a 'just in case measure. A quick blink and a spotlight lights up to try and illuminate the target, "Who are you..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, back at Hikari. "Unknown aircraft contact? Dive bombers? AT NIGHT?" Nagato shakes her head, usually only the Wo-class can launch planes at night, but why would a wo-class launch planes at her own fleet...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Things started happening incredibly quickly. The storm was getting worse, guns were firing, and Hoshi--poor little Hoshi--is steering along, panting heavily and trying to get herself back under control. It's only thanks to the girls that she's managing to stay on course and with her protectors. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That's about the time that Nasa gives up her means of protecting her ears, leaving Hoshi to blink suddenly as the noise was suddenly much less than it had been. She gives Nasa a grateful nod before moving into her attack position. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She still won't summon Rosamond yet, even in this thin frame of calm that she has now. Chatter on the radio told her that they were getting some unexpected allies. Hoshi grits her teeth and points at the Tsu-class. "Kambei open fire!" BOOM! Her aim isn't much improved. "Heihachi, down and to the left! Fire!" BOOM! Hopefully that will do some good.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the air scout dealt with, Akizuki swings her attention back forward, her director mirroring the motion as well as her turrets. Raising a hand against the turning weather to shield her eyes, she squints at the enemy formation. There's a distinctive pinging sound, followed by several fainter pings moments later. Raising an arm, she gestures and then leans into her turn, neatly splicing between two Abyssal torpedoes in the process, "Watch the wakes, don't cut it too closely or they could explode even without hitting you!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ahh, the infamous Mark 14.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Akizuki may be overstating the danger, here.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her AA director suddenly swivels and she jerks her face upward with a gasp. Even before the aircraft reveal themselves with a bombing run, her eyes track their position. Though the're hard to make out amidst the clouds, she follows them as they dive out and down, and then follows them back up with just her eyes. Her Director and her Choujuuentihou-chans follow them as well, though she doesn't open fire-- Attacking the Abyssal cruiser in the distance is proof enough of that.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The destroyer's eyes narrow thoughtfully, though she doesn't act on the thought just yet. Rather, she's pulled out of it by Hoshi's gunfire, jerking slightly in position. Hand raising, she points and zeroes in on the same target, the lead destroyer, and opens fire again.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>CRUISER SIDE:<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'If it becomes a liability, cut her loose.' While the Wo-class that shared a thoughtspace with Tsu-class wasn't present, and the words weren't nearly that articulate in practice, the instructions remain quite clear. That spectral glow of a carrier, backing up the position of the cruisers, takes the very notion of a 'liability' to a whole new level. It isnt hard to guess, even for a barely conscious Elite ship, what had happened. The fighting spirit of wanting to save the carrier and return her to her rest, as well as the meddling of the human crew, probably created a perfect storm for waking their prize up, at least in some capacity. The Tsu-class stares down Kuma, in particular, at least as much as one can without having visible eyes; it's not intimidation that wins out, precisely, but her mind is good enough to be able to factor what they stand to lose, if she makes a last stand here.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;From yet more cover shelling from Haguro, she again reaches up that enormous arm that was damaged earlier. This time, it actually explodes through the outer armor and material, exposing the fleshy arm beneath, in gory detail. She doesn't seem pained by this, so much as annoyed, and returns fire with her remaining good arm; this one has a twin 5-inch gun turret, as well as a torpedo launcher, both of which are used to the fullest. It is not a particularly committed attack, however; it's quite obvious that it's just to dissuade the fleet daughters from following her and the Wa-class transports out, the transports of which are still evading fire. On the way out, she gurgles again -- this time to the destroyer picket, to issue the official order. The human crews aboard also seem to be evacuating, climbing aboard a rubber raft. It seems they're still intent on getting away with some of those artifacts, but no raft is going to outrun any of these girls, realistically, even with an outboard motor.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The glowing figure of a girl raises a flight deck, and the dive bombers come in for a landing. This close, and with the glow of the 'ghost' there, their identity as Dauntless is quite obvious. They vanish into energy shortly after; as she is not quite a fleet daughter in this kind of form, things don't operate quite the same mechanically. Nonetheless, she glances between each of the cruisers closeby. She seems to be waiting on something, though makes no move and speaks no words.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma isn't all that intimidating, she knows. She doesn't pursue either, instead, turning back to the Carrier that helped them. Her eyes alight on the landing planes, and with the light of the 'ghost' form, she can see them pretty clearly now. "I knew it..." she turns to the others. "Kako, can you see that?" she asks, pointing at the tiny Dauntless bombers.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma turns back, then moves to close in. "My name is Kuma, kuma." she offers cheerfully, smiling brightly. "What's yours, kuma?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>DESTROYERS N' FRIENDS:<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Abyssal destroyers, loyal beasts that they are, are intent on taking this to its conclusion, even if it means they sink in the process. The one with a gold aura is quite certainly the boss, and it is through her that the others retain the courage to fight back at all. Their formation has effectively shrunken to three undamaged ships, plus two that are either without power or limping along. The ones that remain continue returning fire, but the flagship one separates itself somewhat from the pack. It seems to have Akizuki in its sights, in particular; perhaps as an unspoken duel between destroyer division leaders. One could almost swear that there's a faint glimmer off of its eye from its chassis, as it hinges its jaw open wider than should rightfully be possible. With those eyes, a sound like a high current arc light switching on causes them to illuminate a cone in front of it, blindingly, and it fires a salvo of torpedoes and its main gun, almost simultaneously, while coursing through the water right at her!<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Night battle giveth, and night battle taketh away, however. The shots from Atago fall wide of the suddenly separated destroyers, but the upwelling of the sea from her shells still effectively pins their formation into place, especially that golden one that had gone slightly berserk in its attempt to exact a pound of flesh. Hoshi and Akizuki, and by chance of it being the clostest, Nasa, had met its thunder, and now its desperate attempts to avoid the repurcussions are ineffective. With a group of explosions, its vanishes briefly into a cloud of spray and a flash of light. When the figurative dust settles, its glow remains. It is on its side, and one of its search light eyes is shot out. It gurgles, trying to level its gun again, but with the remaining eye appearing to dim, it seems to have been knocked unconscious, or whatever that is for Abyssals. The remaining two Destroyers get the order to go, and fire tow cables for their two less wounded sisters, and seem intent on just leaving the fifth one there. That one had just received a fresh dose of cannon fire from Kotone, and is in even less shape to try and follow behind the retreat, with pock marks scored across its already crumpled outer hull.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'Don't leave me again...' It sinks lower in the water, despite fighting and struggling to remain afloat, 'I hate this.'<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Haguro lets out a relieved sigh as it looks like the Abyssals and the human crew are beating a retreat, waiting until she can no longer see them before finally lowering her arm and letting those turrets rest. She takes a few moments just to let the adrenaline wear off, turning to offer Kako and Furutaka a shaky smile. "W... We did it! Aah... Sorry if I slowed you down any." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She offers the two a quick bow before spotting Kuma heading towards the mystery Carrier. The Heavy Cruiser hesitates for a moment before skating over slowly while keeping her arms open and the turrets aimed away at the water. "Ah... Thank you for helping us. Um... Would you like to come back to the Seaport to resupply? Or... Even relax for a while?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It's the strangest things that you notice in battle. A struggling destroyer that had tried its hardest to keep up, to continue to fight -- only to have its luck run out and seem almost as if it was giving up, before it... began to sink. Or rather, while the 'kill' had been confirmed, the way it had been confirmed is what Nasa made note of. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The next thing she made note of was Hoshi's grateful nod, which just got a small smile and nod in return. All around, as the battle ends, the rain was beginning to lighten up. The rumbling grew less frequent, until it completely ceased with one last CRACK of light striking a rock somewhere off in the distance, discharging harmlessly into the earth. The non-abyssals were fleeing too. They had done what they could in their way, so Naikui just watched quietly with her sharp eyes. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her gaze turns towards the destroyers that had taken the brunt of their attacks, watching them intently afterwards. Seeing if they would leave. Seeing what damaged would be dealt by their final attacks. To see what would happen with them. Did they have the presence of mind to leave as well? Would they try to distract them as they retreated? ... The golden one fought hard, the golden one fought to the last. Naikui's head tilts slightly as the others begin to retreat, and Naikui begins to move forward on the water. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The first one to sink had been damaged, and was too far gone. This one was ... still struggling. Naikui moved forward, there was no hesitation, before the others even said that they wanted to help her. She kneels on the water, a hand reaching to take hold of her, that same hand beginning to glow. "...Give me a sign that you would rather live, and I will help you. Anything will be enough, just show it." Naikui murmurs softly, that glow already beginning to grow. She already knew that she was going to do it. The Hand of Growth was beginning to activate, energy beginning to gather. "If you would rather sink, then I will end your suffering quickly and let you have your rest. Decide quickly. I do not have the energy to save you and keep you afloat both." <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kako mms a bit, nodding, "I see her." and with the Abyssal division. Furutaka, however, keeps her sights on the Wa-class transports and the Tsu-class... "They're retreating... So are the passengers aboard that vessel." a pause, "On order I'll scuttle the ship and send her back down to rest again." Kako, sails a bit forward to meet up with the Dauntless... "Kako, second ship of the Furutaka sisters. A pleasure to have your assistance. Would you like to be escorted back to base... or would you rather us let you rest back at the sea again?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back at Destroyers and Friends, Atago's shots are off the mark, night battle wasn't her best but that's okay. Atago takes a look back, "Naikui, Amakasu. Finish off the two damaged Abyssals, allow the others to retreat..." she orders, but hearing Akizuki's cry, Atago frowns. Atago's the heavy cruiser here, she should have taken a hit or attempted hit for Akizuki... especialy with her as Flagship.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato frowns slightly, getting reports and reports over the radio. "It's almost over..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Destroyer Leader's AA director rotates again, tracking. Her gun turrets do the same, rotating in sync and keeping their gun barrels directed on the golden Abyssal Destroyer. It fires everything it has while masked in blinding lights, and Akizuki returns in kind-- Tough awkwardly placed, so she doesn't use her torpedoes. Rather, her return fire is a double dose of ten centimeter gunfire, while she twists to angle herself such that the incoming shell scrapes by her rigging's side panel rather than penetrate something vital.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In the aftermath, with the water settling and the wounded destroyer put under tow by its companions, she corrects her posture with a frown, then glances back towards the crippled I-class.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Distracted.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The sudden ping of sonar snaps her attention back to the water between herself and the foundering destroyer. Too late to maneuver, she throws up her arms when the torpedoes explode beneath her, scattering chunks of metal in all directions. A Choujuucentihou-chan tumbles away, still locked in its little cradle, with X's where the eyes should be while it tumbles to a stop and floats on the sea's surface. After a moment, it blinks those eyes, shut, then opens them as big wide circles and starts squirming, flailing its little paddle arms and feet while making an obnoxiously distressed squeaking noise.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meters away, Akizuki stands where she'd been struck, up to her knees in seawater, clothing torn and equipment broken, still sheilding herself. She shakes, eyes squeezed shut, and unwilling or unable to move.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The 'ghost' seems to be regarding Haguro, as she is spoken to directly. Within the bright glow, only the faintest hints of a facial expression can be seen. What can be discerned seems quiet serious, but not in an unfriendly way, perhaps even a bit sad. After a moment, she gives a shake of her head, and meaningfully looks past the cruiser to the hulk, which is once again abandoned and devoid of life, save the sputtering turbine and electrical systems that the crew had somehow managed to return to service. Nonetheless, after that, and with her intention seeming to be recognized, Kuma, Haguro, Kako and Furutaka would get the impression of a gentle and approving smile from her. Maybe one day she'll be able to rejoin the fight, as they do, but it isn't the time yet. She also takes a moment to glance after the fleeing Abyssals. Her expression becomes neutral again, but doesn't seem to show real contempt or anger.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Nasa, the crippled destroyer's one eye that points upward seems to look directly at her, even though it lacks any obvious pupils or otherwise to indicate it. Just a hunch. It makes a weak gurgling kind of sound, and with Nasa this close, she can actually hear its voice. Well, it's not so much heard, as somehow carried on the wind and into the mind. None other than Akizuki had a similar experience, once, with a certain ship's laughter. 'I don't want...to be left behind,' the voice says. 'I hate...being alone.' There is a sound like choked back sobbing. It's not precisely a yes or a no, but the answer is likely obvious.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma listens to the radio, turns to look at the ghost, then the hulk, before nodding to Kako. She turns, skating in a tight arc to come about on the abandoned hull. "Loaded Torpedoes, kuma. Scuttle spread, 5 degree separation, kuma."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The two turrets on her ankles shift position, one 'tube' angling slightly outwards from the other on each side. She then salutes, and the quad hiss of her torpedoes launching hereld the end of the hulk. Four pillars of water and shrapnel erupt from the strikes. "Rest easy... maybe we will meet again, one day, kuma."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is in agreement ith the destroyer force she looks over the damage display and finds the Abyssals guns had breached her shields a fauir bit leaving pockmark scares across the hull, even breaching it near the aft section of the ship. Thankfully they are not in space and it can be repaired later but for now they need to focus on the one who was lefgt beihind to die. There is also the mastter of the carrier but one thing at a time. She moves in to help if needed she's can likely tow the ship if needed. <br /><br /> The order to let the humans go is given and Kotone is happy to obey. They seem to have a double duty it looks like. She goves over the controls but grimaces the damage has caused some sort of a fault with the teleporter it shouldn't be too hard to fix but at the moment she can't really do much about it.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; That was enough for Naikui/Nasa. She shifted slowly forward, one arm moving to wrap around the neck of the Ro-class. "...That is good enough, little one. You will not be alone." Naikui murmurs softly, her hand of Growth beginning to glow brighter, as that green and purple mixed light began to engulf both of them. Nasa gives a slow exhale, the glow around her weakening, as the glow around the Ro-class begins to grow brighter. Giving it energy, growing its strength, growing the strength of its mind and its spirit, as well as suffusing it with large amounts of positive energy that is likely to feel pleasant unless it was particularly weak to such energies. Which was unlikely. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As that suffusion happens, metals on the Ro-class would begin to shift slightly. Pockmarks would begin to straighten out, shrapnel would extract itself, and holes in the armor would begin to fold back up to repair the damage and stop it from taking on water and losing oil. Naikui slowly stands, one hand kept firmly on a section of the Ro-class that she could grip, keeping it held up as best as she could. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Luckily the rest of the abyssals were likely gone by now, because it was then that Nasa's illusion faltered and flickered away, Naikui fading back into the Guardian of Nature, her purple skin and wings detailed with the night sky shimmering in the darkness and moonlight, as clouds disperse. "It is done. What happens next is up to you. You should have the strength to leave, or follow us. I do not take well to betrayal, but if that is your decision as well, then so be it." Nasa says, her destroyer equipment shifting slightly, pointedly turning weapons away from the Ro-class. Nasa's attention shifted slightly towards Akizuki afterwards, one ear and eye on her, just in case, but the others already had her, most likely. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>CRUISER-TACHI:<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The wreckage creaks and groans, the torpedoes caving in the already weakened and weathered structure. You ever wonder how people actually go down with ships? Blink and you'll miss it, it's already submerging that quickly. If any of the contractors had remained aboard, they wouldn't have had a chance. Regardless, despite the somber atmosphere, there was nothing lost this time, merely a ship returned to its rightful place beneath the waves. The glowing figure gives a salute of gratitude to the cruisers, and then decoheres into those same motes of light that the Dauntless dive bomber had dissolved into, earlier. There is an ambient glow that lingers for several moments, where she had been standing, and then, just like the fading bubbles and froth from the re-sunken escort carrier, there's nothing there to indicate something had been there at all.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Behind the thin amount of quiet that Nasa's headphones rewarded her, Hoshi's focus stayed. She tried to watch her fire to see if she'd hit, and--she does! Quickly, she reaches up with her fist raised. Finally, she got a hit. Unforunately, she wasn't quite ready for one of those hastily-fired rounds to actually have the proper trajectory to whistle straight for her. Her eyes widen in the split-second that she has to raise her hands to at least block her face when the round explodes. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's a wonderful thing that Hoshi's endurance has been increased by the power of her Persona--when the dust clears, she's idling and sliding along and not knocked out or sunk. Her arms drop to her side, completely numb, her face blackened by soot. "... Ow..." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She had a moment to discuss the Abyssal's fate with the rest of them, and they chose to save her. Something Hoshi approved of. But... After being shot, she lost sense of time, and of Akizuki. Looking over at her... "Ohh crap! I've got her!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She went to Akizuki's side as quickly as she dared, lifting a trembling arm and wrapping it around her waist tightly. Hoshi's trying to hold her up, it seems. "Please... tell me you'll be okay. Please..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Fallen sister, we thank you for your service, your deeds will not go unforgotten. Escort Carrier, please sleep well until the day we meet again as sisters of the same fleet." Comes Furutaka's words, both Furutaka and Kako saluting the Escort Carrier in return until she fades. "Kuma, Haguro." Kako starts, "The Destroyer Division has it from here, let's go rest, you two earned it." Kako smiles, turning back and then starts heading towards the base once more.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, Akitsumaru comes speeding along with DesDivSix, a Daihatsu landing craft materalizes and she looks towards Amakasu and Akizuki, "Amakasu, sir. Let's load her up and we'll take her back and into the docks. The Admiral gives you her thanks as well, sir." then a snap salute and the Daihatsu is backed up, ready to accept a couple shipgirls.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>TO NA`SA:<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Ro-class destroyer was going to sink. Except...with the strange suffusion, it can feel its battle damage begin to repair itself, if not to full capacity, then at least enough to be able to remain upright in the water gain. Its buzzing and gurgles of pain turn into ones of confusion, the voice it had been given out of sheer desperation vanishing as it loses that focus of its despair. It flops back upright in the water again, gives a few test spins, and then stares up at Nasa. It doesn't seem offput by the sudden shift in appearance - I mean, just look at the types it hangs out with - but despite not having a face, precisely, it somehow looks confused. It swims around her twice, a bit aimlessly, and then begins to swim away. Was that all it was going to be? Though, if she paid heed to its heading, it actually doesn't seem to be moving in the direction the other Abyssals had left in. How curious.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nasa shifts slowly as she watched the Ro-class destroyer stop, turn upright and spin around to test that it was fine. As it stared up at her, Nasa simply gave a mild smile towards it, her purple eyes glowing in a pleasantly inviting way. As it swam in circles around her, she turned slightly, watching it. It seemed happy, rather than full of despair as its voice had been just moments ago. She gave an approving nod towards it as it began to swim off... in its own direction. "...That is your decision then. Off to find yourself and your own adventures. Be safe and may you not be an enemy in the future." She murmurs quietly, waving as the abyssal swims off. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then she turns to make her way over towards the other fleet daughters and help load Akizuki into safety as well as anyone else that needed the rest. ...Only after everyone /else/ that needed it was on the ship, would Nasa flop unceremoniously onto it, just kind of laying there and staring up at the sky. Hopefully, that decision doesn't cause major issues later. But, there was that chance, if shown that it wasn't alone... maybe... <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though low in the water, Akizuki doesn't seem to be going anywhere. She's shaking, though, eyes closed and jaw set. On her left side she still has one of her Choujuucentihou-chans, wiggling in its holder, while Hoshi comes to hold up the other side. After a moment, she snaps back to herself with a start, jerking away, "I won't sink!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though knee-deep in the water, now, her tortured engine chokes to life and her stack, previously quiet, belches out a cloud of black smoke with a bogged down sound. Slowly, so very slowly, she pulls forward and comes about, keeping her head bowed. She approaches her discarded Choujuu, collecting it from the water and raising it, hugging it to herself as she silently makes for Hikari at half power. Seems she's refusing help.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago nods, moving in front of Akizuki, giving out an order over the radio.. "Diamond formation, destroyers." With this, even DesDivSix comes to help surround Akizuki, no sense in letting the Flagship sink. LEt's take it nice and slow. We'll get her into docks and we'll have a nice big dinner over this." Atago gives a smile, which also gives the destroyers a cheer as they fall into place and escort the Anti Air Destroyer. "You all did well, congrats!"<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2015/12/09<br />
|Location=Great Ocean - Southern Loop<br />
|Synopsis=A simple expedition goes to finding an Abyssal supply line holding a carrier...<br />
|Cast of Characters=7, 367, 582, 637, 680, 685, 901<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Early afternoon at Hikari Seaport, the base is bustling with various girls doing maintenance on the base, cleaning and even going on sorties of their own. Today is one such day of a sortie, the last major one for the day and an easy one so the Admiral thinks for the budding Flagship and the new Destroyer Division she created. Nagato stands behind the launch pads of the bay, her stoic face looking out towards the ocean before her. The breeze is nice today as well, the waves are light and the sun is in the right spot to keep out of the eyes of the daughters.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago's smiling face strolls up to the bay and dutifly stands behind the second launch pad. "Secretary Ship Atago, reporting!" she states with cheer, looking beside her at Akizuki then a look towards Hoshi and Naikui, "It's a small expedition fleet, you girls will be fine. Just focus and work on finding the resource points so we can have Hibiki, Akizuki, and the girls come with Kotone to get the materials."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato keeps her stoic silence, looking at the girls with a nod. "Alright. Destroyer Division Ten... LAUNCH!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Early morning, Nasa had been briefly distracted by a certain thing that had happened. She had actually shown up late to the port, but not /too/ late, thankfully! Just in time to still join the expedition, and slip into her slot. She flashes a smile towards Atago at her comment, though doesn't immediately comment. Seemed there was something on her mind, though beyond her relative silence, she might not show it. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Secret Destroyer Naikui, Launching." Naikui says, stepping forward onto the launch button, which begins to rapidly equip her with her gear, and then launches her out onto the water, where she goes up to relatively decent speed quickly enough, though she keeps slow enough for everyone else to keep up, easily. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As soon as Nagato had called the alert, Hoshi had made her way to the docks, all dressed up in her spiffy new Fleet Daughter uniform, waving and saying hello to some of the girls as she went along. So far, everyone had been very accepting of her, and she was grinning cheerfully when she broke past the girls to enter the dock and settle next to her launch pad. "Man, and it's a perfect day today, too." Hoshi chuckles. "I"m here, Admiral!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago gets another smile and a bow. "Good afternoon, Ms. Atago. No worries, we'll find the stuff." Probably. She assumed they'd tell them what to do after they went out. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When she spots Nasa, Hoshi grins and waves cheerfully. "Hey Ms. Sabune. So, good news. We found out Rosamond can fly, so I'm not totally screwed. Lucky, huh?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After doing some stretches, Hoshi hops onto the pad. "Secret Destroyer Amakasu, launching!" She eases into the setup a lot more quickly this time, and is soon zooming out after Nasa, letting out a cheerful "Woohoo!" She picks up speed for a bit, looking like she's trying to overtake her fleetmate before she slows down, grinning. "I--whoa!-- Am so glad I've been doing extra practice right now. This is a lot more fun than the first time."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Elsewhere, it is also a busy day for the Abyssal fleet, on their own expedition of sorts. Iron Bottom Sound does not simply keep itself stocked, either -- it is an active effort. Having located a wreck of worth, a light aircraft carrier that had been resting on the sea floor, the Abyssal fleet had gone to work on the effort. Normally, they would cut it into pieces for easier transport, but this one was still somehow intact enough to carry home whole, which would cut down greatly on the number of trips necessary. It simply required a bit of creativity.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Abyssal submarines on the scene dive amidst the wreckage; weathered and covered in colonizing corals and other sea fauna, but remarkably preserved to the eye. They switch on their lamps, cutting through at least some of the murk, and deploy something specially cooked up for this kind of operation. They look vaguely like late model destroyers, with their greyish bodies and stubby limbs, but are much smaller and have less armor plating. The creatures attach to the wreckage at points along the inner framework, and then begin to rapidly and grotesquely inflate their bodies. With growing buoyancy, the wreck gives metallic creaks, almost as if in pain from being awakened, before the silt and sand of decades gives way to it beginning to rise toward the surface.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Watching, closeby on the surface to the suddenly bubbling froth, is a Tsu-class light cruiser. Almost entirely humanoid, except her head that looks to be little more than a black, metallic helmet atop her neck, she stands a stoic figure, as several I-class and Ro-class destroyers -- the familiar whale-like beings -- gurgle and buzz excitedly between each other. If one ignores the forms they take, they behave almost like schoolchildren at a museum during a field trip, chattering between each other about an active exhibit. Also on standby, several Wa-class transports, bloated beings that appear bolted to an oblate spheroid of a body, and given similar 'helmet head' treatment as the Tsu-class.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Finally, the wreckage breaks the surface, and the Wa-class open hatches in their frames to fire tow cables. It will slow down the expedition, but this wealth of material will be worth the risk. The Tsu-class radios back to headquarters about the operation continuing as planned, but to any outside observers, including a few human(oid) Confederate contractors that board the wreck, she's not making any intelligible speech. "What do you think they want with this?" "Don't know. I've heard they eat it. Or something." "Guess I've heard of weirder... Hey guys, check it out! I found a sealed box of vintage Playboys!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With this, the Abyssal expedition is once again, ponderously, underway.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Bluenose is the largest thing out here the space ship is operating well enough planet side with Kotone at the helm and Slipbolt's somewhere in the engineering room at the moment. IT wasn't expect to be too serious of a run ands she was getting some over due maintance done at the time. Her ship would wait and fall in after the special destroyers it was also interesting to be watching them skate across the water for lack of better term for it. <br /><br /> She kept the ship close to the water but no so close she'd cause wake that would make the destroyer's lives harder, maybe later for addtional training if the Admiral asked for it. For now way they go to sea. <br /><br /> "Bluenose moving into formation."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Destroyer Akizuki, ready to go!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Pad Four lights up as the girl steps out onto it, automated arms affixing the equipment to her feet and ankles. Pushing off, she accellerates while summoning forth her equipment, the cruiser-like armor and machinery materializing around her hips and waist. Shifting feet as she moves, the two turret-rabbit Choujuucentihou-chans motor up beside her on either side, then jump one by one. She neatly catches the first and drops it into its holder, than the other. As she skates across the water and out into the harbor, she pats the two of them on their heads, "Let's do well, today~!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Speeding out of the harbor and into the open sea, she raises her arms and makes a circling motion, while simultaneously dropping her speed. "Amakasu, Naikui, Atago-- Let's round up into a wide-spaced Line formation before we enter the search area!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Heavy Cruiser Atago~ PAN PAKA PAAN~"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Pad two lights up as Atago steps on it, the same arms affix equipment onto her own feet and ankles. When she pushes off, it's with a rush as her equipment coalesces around her hips to join with the rest of the expedition fleet. With a twirl, she moves into the formation as requested, a nod, "Understood, Flagship~" she replies to the order, "Let's do our best, shall we?" Atago moves up between the two new destroyers to join formation properly and a smile is given to both.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato leans back against the wall, nodding. Mutsu and Musashi move in to join her, a smile gracing two of the three Battleship's faces. "Yes, I know this is risky, but Ooyodo's intelligence can't be wrong."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui waves back towards Hoshi with a small smile in return, "Would never have been totally screwed, is easy enough to find ways to get around things, yes." Naikui says towards Hoshi as she catches her proper balance after being launched out of the launchpad. She shifts slightly, moving to turn and get into formation with Atago once she was on the waters, shifting her equipments lightly. Let's see. Okay. Neenee, Hiera, and Mimi were still with her. Good. Familiar faeries. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The orders for a line formation gets a simple acknowledging nod, as Nasa shifts into that wide-spaced LIne Formation, her gaze shifting left and right to keep an eye on thing as they begin to move on. ...P...pan... paka...paan... what? Nasa gives Atago a bit of a look, her ears twitching thoughtfully underneath her illusion. "...Yes. Let's do our best." Naikui says, giving a small nod as she looks ahead, leaning down as her knees press together to keep a steady speed forward. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Messages continue to be relayed back to headquarters, by the Abyssal fleet. (So -- it worked. Good...bring her - back.) The Tsu-class buzzes to someone unseen, in response. (Short-cut? ...that's close - to 'their' op-erations area. Are you...cer-tain?) Somehow, the gurgles ringing hauntingly from inside the metallic 'helmet' of the cruiser sound convinced, and affirmative. (O-kay. Be a-lert.) The humanoid figure with the enormous, gloved arms and hands appears to glance back over her shoulder. The destroyers are chattering between each other, in a manner that could almost be called cheerful and sociable. Even the Wa-class seem to be in good spirits, despite dragging a hulk in the water behind them that seems like it should almost be impossible for them to move. Ship magic at its finest.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once they're done slacking off, the contractors aboard get to work on their end of things. Their work can be followed easily, just based on what they discuss between each other: "You really think there's anything worth taking off this rust bucket? I know we got the 'fine materials' salvage rights when we signed up, but..." "Don't think in terms of technological value. There's probably some fine museum pieces in here. If not, there's always the auction sites." Closeby, one of the other crewmen crowbars open the seized door to the captain's quarters, and braces as though expecting a flood of stagnant sea water, or worse. Instead, stale but breathable air is released, and a sealed compartment with the skeleton of the captain that went down with his ship, still clutching a bottle of brandy. "Huh, thought that whole thing was just fairy tales."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Under decks, a few more of them make their way to the engine room. They didn't expect to be able to work miracles down here, and the condition of the machinery reinforces the notion. Instead, they just get to work installing some pumps, and trying very hard to ignore the smell, and those weird, inflated gas bag things that are currently keeping it afloat. Oh god, are those TEETH? "The guys back at the warehouse aren't going to believe this," comes the voice of one, through a filtered breather mask. "You must be new to working with Feds," comes the older and more veteran, that gets to work trying to hammer free some of the oxidation from the works, before giving up on how much of an effort it would take, and just getting to work on the pumps. Then they can relax, like the ones top side.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Things continue peacefully like this, as the Abyssal expedition and salvage fleet makes a slight change in their course. Normally, they avoid getting close to fleet daughter operations territory with supply runs, but with this added load it's time to gamble. It's a matter of potentially shaving days off the return trip. Meanwhile, the light aircraft carrier's hull would make for a gigantic blip on any long range radar -- another unfortunate factor of their current cargo.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi's quick to offer her big grin to Atago and Akizuki as they come out to join them. "Of course we'll do our best. Was it ever in question? We'll be under your care, Ms. Akizuki." She gives Nasa a thumbs-up as the order to make formation comes through, quickly zooming over to take her place in the line. "Quick question, though. How are we supposed to be able to tell where the stuff is? I'm not sure we covered that." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Speaking of which... She looks down guiltily at her fairies that were still affectionately named '1, 2, 3'. They look back at her expantantly "Uh... Crap. Okay, listen. I'm really bad at coming up with nicknames. I'm sorry. So from now on..." She indicates one. "You! Are Heihachi." Two, "You! Are Kambei." Three, "And you! Are Kyuzo. We're doing this." And so she went on with a big dumb smile on her face.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa gets the ship's scanners on but it's better suited for deep space, still it should be something though she suspects the Fleet will be having better luck at long range either way she heads outl. Though she pauses to turn on some music and of all things the Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald comes up on the play list as the ship tails after the Destroyers. <br /><br /> "Copyt ht." <br /><br /> She'l fall into formation and does best to not get in the way. <br /><br /> "You seem to be doing pretty well so far, and big dumb smiles on your faces?" <br /><br /> She's still unaare of the Abnyssals for the moment so she's pretty relaxed this is a nice change from the things she often ends up involved in, or her personal family problems. <br /><br /> "Still all of you seem to be doing good so far."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Off in the distance, there was ... something? Naikui's eyes narrow slightly as she scans the area ahead of them, her fingers shifting a bit. Her ears twitch again, listening to that 'Pan paka paan' over the radio. ...What. What was she seeing and what on earth was she hearing, too? She wrinkles her nose a bit thoughtfully. Hmmm. "...Naikui sees something odd." She says, sharp eyes having picked up on that barnacle and mud and ... gas-filled abyssal-covered boat. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; That was ... that was something. And Nasa had no idea /what/ it was. But it didn't look right. Naikui shifts her gaze around thoughtfully, then focuses back on that fucked up ship. That's... too damaged to even float, and she couldn't hear the loud rumbling that its engines should have been making. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Comments on picking up on the radar, Naikui began to relay the information she could glean. She shifts slightly, her gaze shifting towards Akizuki and Atago, waiting for orders. She was already beginning to murmur orders under her breath to her faeries though, which were beginning to turn and adjust. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Turning in place, Akizuki shifts to skating backwards, eyes wandering across the formation gathering behind her with a pleased little smile on her face, "Hmm~. You guys are looking good! Looks like you're getting used to it--" Something pings and her eyes widen in surprise. Swiftly, she turns around again, raising a hand to shade her eyes as she peers across the horizon, "Hnn..? I picked up a big contact out there." Her head tilts as Naikui and Kotone provide their inputs from more honed senses and detailed sensors.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"A ship that shouldn't be afloat, hnn..." A hand raises and she makes a gesture, "Shift to a defensive formation, double line! Atago please match speeds on my port side. Amakasu, Naikui, follow behind at ten meters." The AA director on her headband rotates, mirroring the motions of her twin turrets, "We're investigating this more closely. Please keep your eyes forward and sound off if you see anything else unusual!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At first, Hoshi's all smiles as she zips along the waves, cruising along without any problems. Just a simple sortie. Even the live weapons that are strapped to her aren't making her feel uncomfortable. Good times come to an end, however, when Akizuki gets a ping on her radar, and Nasa confirms. Quietly to herself, she mutters grimly. "Of course there's a problem." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi pauses to listen very closely to the radio and Akizuki's instructions, her lips set into a grim, thin line. "Falling back, ten meters. Ms. Sabune, in case we need to fight, do you think you can cover my Persona somehow? We're supposed to be kept a secret..." She cuts her speed to let the others get ahead of her, then brings herself back up to cruising speed. To her fairies, she whispers, "Guys? Be ready. Also I'm probably going to be terrified." Well, that's a bit grim, but at least her guns are cycling and ready.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Mmm.." Atago sounds off, looking between the two new destroyers though, a bit more focused on Naikui. "I have to wonder how you see that far but." the order is given and Atago slows and shifts position to the left of Akizuki, "Amakasu, behind me please. Match speeds." Atago's ears get a noise in them, sensing the radar contact. "Mmm, it's large, that's all I can see from my radar." she comments. Then listening to Naikui and Kotone's confirmations, Atago's turrets get into position. "Atago's ready~"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A ship that is too damaged to float, huh? Atago thinks a moment, there's many that could happen to fit that description. Though, hearing Hoshi's words, "Amakasu~, focus like the Admiral said and Akizuki recommended back at training. A focused mind is a good mind. Keep that in mind and this sortie will be easier." she gives that happy smile she normally gives, "And once we're done, we'll have a nice bath in the docks and then we'll go to Mamiya's after this~!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Abyssals sadly don't have as sharp eyes or advanced sensor suites, as the fleet daughters do, in this situation. The Tsu-class does get a slightly 'off' feeling, but she quickly dismisses it as entering what is quietly recognized as enemy held territory. They would do what needed to be done here, and then leave, hopefully without being seen. As Abyssals are being of emotion, the destroyers following in her wake momentarily seem to get that same edge of unsettling to their chatter. Even once those sorts of feelings calm down within their flagship, they remain subtly on edge, every so often pivoting and turning in the water to slide sideways through it, as if to better watch their flanks. For the moment, however, things remain peaceful, and they are completely unaware that their wreck has already been seen.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Aboard the hulk, one of the contractors scans the horizon with a pair of binoculars. It's boring work, most of the time, but knowing that they're entering into this place makes it a bit more worth taking better than a cursory glance. Perhaps the unease of the Abyssal destroyers has managed to spread to them, as well. "Heh, they look weird, but they really are kids," remarks another veteran of these kinds of operations, whom had climbed what remains of the island to try to get what's left of the radio and radar array working. After some tinkering, and connecting it to a portable power supply, he amazingly gets some of it up and running and returning information. That is, after some initial squeaks and grinding sounds of resistance. "Wow, it works. Some people collect stuff like this...hmm?"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A female contractor that had climbed up, one of their security members, judging by the long range rifle across her back, glances over his shoulder. "What's the matter with your gizmo there?" "Thought it was a glitch in the system, which you'd expect. But I think this radar hit is real. No, radar hits." He picks up his radio and calls down, "Hey Alex. Get eyes on this contact." The guy with binoculars boredly scans again, expecting to see some floating garbage. Instead, he sees some kind of space ship, and some smaller figures among them. "...man, aliens? I don't know, but there is something out there. Guess we'd better tell the weird ship ladies." The man up on the island has apparently gotten some of the warning klaxons working, as well, from the sudden sound. "Cripes! Couldn't he have skipped that?"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sensing the shift in situation, the Abyssal light cruiser and destroyers also move, fanning out into a line abreast, across and in front of the more vulnerable Wa-class. While there is the audible loading of guns, aside from the siren, they grow strangely quiet. Perhaps they're hoping that it was a false alarm, just as that shrinking hope is fading from the fleet daughters and their allies.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui slows briefly as ordered, moving behind Atago to stop ten meters behind her, her ears perked underneath her illusion to listen attentively, while her sharp eyes stay focused on that wreck ahead of her, a mild glow beginning to form as she squints against the light. A part of her wanted to make clouds blow in just to reduce the sun's brightness. Ugh. She could get more detail if not for the evil daystar. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Atago's comment gets a slight shift of Naikui's eyes, smiling slightly. "It is a blessing on elves and Drow, have stronger and longer vision than human average. Uhm... is honestly probably more magic than anything. But just uhm. Imagine that has binoculars that have less issues focusing on close things at all times." Naikui says by way of as best of an explanation oas she could make. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hoshi is given a simple nod from Naikui. "Yes, of course. If we need to fall back on powers, then it will be hidden." Naikui gives a small nod. "Focus on using guns and torpedos for now though, yes. We will be supporting Akizuki and Atago." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sirens? There's some sort of warning siren. Naikui shifts slightly in her movement, her gaze sweeping roughly towards the source of it. "...Sirens." Naikui says softly. "...From that direction." She says, lifting her hands to point at the rough direction that the sirens were coming from. Likely the others could hear it as well, probably. And she'd make use of her hearing before she had to pull on her headset and have her hearing reduced. "...We have probably been spotted." <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago says, "Well that's very useful. Glad to have you part of the fleet, Naikui." she smiles a bit more and then focuses back forward, giving a brief nod. Contacts... and now sirens. "So much for a peaceful expedition." she give a brief, smiling shrug and readies herself. The audible loading of her guns echoes around the small fleet and are aimed towards the direction that Naikui points out. "Mm, how it would be nice for it to be not so bright."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She looks towards Akizuki and smiles, "Orders, Flagship?" the heavy cruiser is a bit anxious, mainly because she's got three destroyers to keep protected as that's what Nagato would do. Plus, a bath later would be nice too.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi gives a grateful nod when Sabune helps to ease her mind, somewhat. At least if there was a fight, there was a chance for her to use her Persona if things got particularly hairy. "Thanks, Ms. Sabune. Don't worry, I'll keep her back unless things get crazy." That being said, she digs into her uniform to pull out her locket. Just in case. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Glancing over toAtago, Hoshi nods, though her expression is still stricken for a few moments as she forced herself to take a couple deep breaths. In... out. Focused. Deep in her mind, she embraces the feeling of her Persona to help strengthen her. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sadly, Hoshi doesn't have radar or elf-eyes to be able to see this anomaly that they're coming up against. She can still hear the klaxon go off, though. A deep frown comes to her face. "Here we go," she mutters. "The moment you want me to go out, tell me. I have a bad feeling about this."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Bluenose has it's name painted on the hull thankfully in English for wha tit's worht but Kotone's never been thought of as aliens before. Not that she's aware of it, the music list contiune ever on for the moment. She's getting a look at the hulk on the scanners it does look like it might be a salvage job of some sort? But who would be out here that's a serious question. The truth of what's going on is rapidly answered for her. <br /><br /> "Slipbolt get uo to the bridge we may have some trouble." <br /><br /> Kotone's not yet about to arm weapons but she does want her crewmate up here should things go bad. <br /><br /> "You ain't the only one whose a bit wary. The odds of us running into someone else out here were suposed to be pretty low. Still if they need help we have to respond."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It could be safe," Akizuki says, "Or it could be dangerous. That's why we're going to be very careful approaching this unknown vessel." She raises an arm and gestures, then leans into a turn to present her left side to the distant warship, approaching at a sharp angle with a moderate speed for a destroyer-- simple enough for Hoshi and Nasa to keep pace with, and also easy for Atago to match.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the four draw closer, she raises a hand to shield her eyes from the sun again, examining the ship in closer detail. Of course it's banged up. As described, it probably shouldn't be afloat, but something strikes her as 'off'. Leaning a bit, she asks, "Atago, does it look like this ship returned from the grave, to you..?" All the rust, the corals and barnacles she can make out on the sides. The errant crab scuttling up a corroded anchor chain with no anchor left on it.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kind of like a zombie, isn't it? The destroyer shudders subconsciously, her twin-faced turrets swinging towards the ship. Sighting it more closely, she starts, then leans forward a bit, "...Shinkaisei-kan. Atago, at the bow. Six of them. Do you see them?" Her voice now much more tense, she mutters through close-band radio this time, "Amakasu, Naikui, we've encountered the enemy. One unit at the bow. The men on board are probably with them. This ship was on the seafloor until recently. I'd like to drive them off and let her rest again, but only if you three are all on board with that."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(What's -- going on? Is it...them?) To the unheard voice, the Tsu-class at the center of their formation gurgles uncertainly, the unease continuing to rattle the destroyers in her care, which only moments earlier seemed so carefree. (Un-derstood. Fire...only if, ne-cessary.) Back at the Abyssal headquarters for this expedition, the Wo-class monitoring the situation could not know whether it was a hunting party, a coincidence, or even just some nosey civilian traffic. Yet, like the other side, they would exhibit caution. The warning sirens from the derelict-looking vessel eventually subside, instead replaced by an uneasy silence, as it as well as its guardians continue on their course at the best, even speed the Wa-class stringing it along can muster. Perhaps if they 'appear' adrift, they're less likely to be bothered.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The human contractors aboard nonetheless take defensive positions. The twisted wreck actually affords a lot of cover and vantage points, from the mangled parts of the deck to what remains of the island. What had been the deck's elevators are completely rotted and rusted away, as becomes obvious while it continues to come into ever easier view, but more than airplanes can take shelter within that space. It also becomes apparent, to more than Na'sa's eyes and as Akizuki reckons, that it's more than just wrecked, but thoroughly weathered, as well as covered in epic rustcicles and myrid sea life. It's likely been raised from the bottom, and by the crew that can be seen about it. That certainly isn't all, though. The glowing lamps that form the destroyers' eyes become apparent, as well as the reddish halo around the Tsu-class, and a golden one around the largest of the streamlined vessels.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As if somehow sensing the intention to take their prize find away, and now that they've confirmed the presence of at last one known fleet daughter, the nervously readied weapons are levelled in the direction of the approaching fleet. One hefty arm of the Tsu-class raises, in warning, as the jaws of the destroyers hinge open to expose their internal turret. If it weren't for the request of their leader to only fire in self defense, the Destroyers would already eagerly begin shelling. Instead, the restlessness in the air is absolutely thick. "What do you think they're going to do," one of the humans aboard wonders, hunkered beneath a plank opposite a fellow? "They're probably Union. What do you expect? This thing's going to have a few more holes, soon."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago folows the turn quite easily, keeping the speed and angle. Her own turrets turning towards the ship, and that normally happy face starts frowning. "It does. Something raised it. Poor thing, disturbed from its rest." she shakes her head and leans, "Eh, Shinkaisei-kan? Here? In Union territory?" humph, "Well, there's only one way to fix this, you know. I'm on board with driving them off to let the poor carrier rest. I'll follow your lead, Akizuki."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She stares a bit at the ship... men on board... "Confederate men?" she questions, shaking her head, "Well, we can't let them rest with the ship. I'll have Shigure and Nowaki come to help gather them and send them off." she gives a nod, "Ready when you are, Akizuki."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Coming closer, Hoshi was finally able to get a better look at the wreck in the distance. A small shiver runs through her. A ghost ship, floating out in the ocean, and only a few teenaged-looking girls were there to find it. This was the perfect setup for a bad horror movie that she would've heard about from one of her club members. Slowly, her teeth start to grit. Under her breath, she mutters, "I won't run. Guns don't stop me. I can do it." She chants this to herself as they start to come on approach. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Up close... the destruction wrought on this ship by the ocean is clear and extensive. "Jeez... How long has it been under?..." This train of thought is immediately cut when enemies are mentioned. "I guess we can't really save her and bring her back, huh?... Let's do it. I'll follow after you, Akizuki." She gets down a little lower, and starts to slowly clench and unclench her fists. Waiting for the moment.... Waiting.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "It will be okay." Naikui says reassuringly towards Hoshi, as she continues to move in formation, calm, relatively quiet as she keeps an eye on the situation as best as she could. She shifts her ears slightly at the mention of Hoshi having a bad feeling got a very slight smile. "Is fairly certain that feeling is right." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then... Akizuki confirms that they had made contact with the enemy, Naikui listens curiously to her, before giving a small nod towards her. "...Why let her sink back to the depths? That sounds sad." Naikui asks curiously towards Akizuki, her head shifting thoughtfully. "...It does not sound like a proper burial, to just sit in the depths, being eaten away at by the sea." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Glowing lamps of the destroyers' eyes, and... red, glowing halos... and a golden halo? Naikui's head tilts slightly, her eyes glowing faintly as well as she watches the groups. Hmmm. Well, at least they were easy to spot for now. And... there were turrets readying, aiming. They seemed restless, but they weren't immediately attacking. "...They are watching us. I am unsure they want to fight. I think they are trying to see what we will do." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui gives a soft exhale. "...Either way, Naikui will follow you." She says, her hands lifting to shift her 'radio headset' into place, but honestly it was mostly to keep her sensitive ears safe from the cannonfire that was going to happen shortly. "Naikui is ready, Neenee and Hiera are both beginning to aim." <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is being carful and does not plan to be out right hostile after all. She has no idea whose there she does track the destroyers. She gets where the destoyers are coming from yet the salvager in her hates laving useful materials behind. She mills about the subject some more but gets really why the Destroyers want to put the ship back to rest. She sees the wya the wind is blowing she hears the plans for the confederate salvage team which she agrees with. No need to deep six more people right? Still it's going to be a fight of it. She brings her shi's guns on line as Slipbolt gets on the bridge and gets to her station. IT does look like it's going to be a fight. <br /><br /> "Doesn't look like they are spoiling for a fight themselves, I have weapons on standby however."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Long Range radar might pick up a pair of small contacts on an intercept course for the two groups. They're not flank speed, but moving pretty fast. Faster than merchant shipping at least. Shigure and Nowaki are travelling line abreast, skating side by side. They call ahead so friendlies know where they are.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I don't know if you'd understand what this is like," Akizuki replies to Nasa. There's a tense, shrap tone to her voice, "For us this is like digging up someone's grave and making off with the body...!" Her twin bunnyturrets swing outboard, guns elevating, while her back-mounted torpedo launcher swivels on its mount, swinging out and presenting the distinctive crimson caps of the Type 93, but the destroyer's face is pensive and indecisive. After a moment, she swings her launcher back into a rested position and leans into a turn, raising a hand and making a twirling gesture. "All ships, line ahead and hard starboard. This force is more than we can handle."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Glancing aside, she addresses the heavy cruiser alongside her, "Launch one of your seaplanes and shadow them. Instruct her to send all course information to Ooyodo. I want the Flagship to know so she can send a better-prepared fleet to stop them."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago smiles, her equipment rotates just a bit, showing off a hidden catapault with a single seaplane mounted on it. Wait, where did that come from? Inside the seaplane is a tiny little fairy who gives a thumbs up and soon, is launched off the rails and into the sky, the prop sound is noisy in the silent air and it takes off towards the direction of the floating wreck, abyssals and other men. "Do your best, show me the intel and relay it to Ooyodo."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A confirmation signal is given by the seaplane fairy as it speeds along the air. o O (That poor ship. Graverobbers, the lot of them! Admiral will want to know this. Definately will want to know this!) runs through the fairies mind and soon, hovers over them. Beeps start flowing in from the fairy to Atago, Ooyodo and Nagato herself... time to see what's going on...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Just as was described, the golden aura'd one seems a bit larger than the others; but more than that, where the other destroyers seem to be...are they trembling slightly in the water? Regardless, the one with the golden aura doesn't seem to waver, instead keeping its battery trained and tracking, even as the hulk is towed past the fleet daughters and their allies' formation. The Tsu-class, despite lacking obvious eyes to watch with, nonetheless locks where they might be with each one of the enemy in turn. Even, and especially, those unfamiliar faces in Nasa and Hoshi. It might have been hard to hear over gun fire, but with the unsettling quiet, the buzzing resonating from inside her helmet of a head sounds puzzled. Regardless, as long as the fleet daughters and even that space ship are just watching, whether through their own eyes or through a scout plane, they are content to let it remain at that.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And so, for the moment, the Wa-class order their flank-mounted turbines to hum along that much more, as they will the old girl to move faster toward getting the hell out of Union and fleet daughter jurisidiction. Several of the humans aboard seem to have gathered along the side and then the back of what remains of the flight deck, looks of confusion or disbelief easily visible even to unassisted eyes. "They're really going to just let us go, then?" "Don't blame them. I'm still not sure what anyone would want with this thing. Not worth getting shot over, that's for sure." One of the vets glances skyward at the scout plane, which remains unharassed, perhaps as some kind of accomodation in return for not being attacked for the moment, "I wouldn't say we're out of the woods yet. Look alive, this'll be a rough few hours." <br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And with that, the expedition and salvage convoy continues making their way toward the border. In the Tsu-class' head, that voice from before...actually gives a sigh of relief, prompting another puzzled gurgle. (No. It's no-thing. Con-tinue on, Tsu-class. If it comes, to it...cut her, loose.)<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then... the time passed. Suddenly, they were turning away from the wreck and the Abyssals that were manipulating it. Slowly, Hoshi's hands unclenched as they moved away, falling into the new formation as they went. "Sorry, miss ship," Hoshi calls out quietly as they left. Even the magical tiny plane doesn't get much of a reaction. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Following close after Akizuki and Atago, Hoshi keeps looking over her shoulder until eventually looking away. "No way we would've been able to do anything without revealing our powers, too," she says mournfully. "I hope Ms. Kuma and the others can get to them. Do you think they'd try to make her another Abyssal, or something?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So the golden one is the flagship. Naikui's eyes alight upon the golden halo and the abyssal that it was floating above. Naikui had seen abyssals before, briefly, in Boston. And they weren't necessarily always a danger, so far as Naikui had seen. Hmm. Naikui shifted as they moved to line position and began to retreat. As she did though... she lifted a hand to wave towards the abyssals, turning to follow the group. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ...What? There was no reason to be /mean/ about it. Besides, they were leaving anyway. Maybe it will help one of them not have as much darkness in their heart! Maybe. Or something. She turns to follow after Akizuki, listening to her as she speaks. "Yes. I was wondering why we would have just let her sink again, instead of taking her back to give her a more proper burial." Naikui responds quietly to Kongou. "If we had done the attack, that is." She shifts slightly, hmming softly as she muses on that. Seaplanes. Shadow them. Okay. A better-prepared fleet would be on the way. Naikui moves to get slightly closer to Atago, working to keep an eye out here and there. Atago was missing her scout plane, so the scout Nasa would stay close to keep sharp eyes on things. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui shifts her gaze towards Hoshi, giving a helpless shrug. "...Likely turn her into resources. That is a lot of steel and possibly even some salvagable fuel or weaponry in it." Naikui responds to Hoshi, thinking a bit. "My powers are easier to mask than yours." She adds quietly. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago lets her plane go and joins in formation once more, listening to the destroyers, "They will, and as the Admiral said, you three will be rejoining them after a brief respite." Atago's smile is back and comforting, but when that question is asked by Amakasu... "It's possible. Are they looking to add another carrier to their fleet? The ship was in so much disrepair, I could not get identification markings for it. One more thing to report to the Admiral."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago turns her head back... "You'll sleep well once again, once we're done. You're still just a corpse with no soul yet, aren't you dear? Don't worry... we'll be back."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Akizuki makd an excellent point about the , she can't help but shudder a bit given how she's one foot in the world of flesh and one in the world of the machine. She makes ready but she does not attack she knowe unless the order is given she's not going to start fighting she does however start scanning and trying to collect as much information as she can on the abyssal units there and the raised carrier. Maybe she can ID the ship's name and where it's from in time if she's lucky. Then agian it's the multiverse and could take years to sift through alkl the information. <br /><br /> "Given I do salvage jobs at times that could be very much the case. Raw materials are needed, information to be recovered and the like. Still now that you made your point it is raiding a grave isn't it..." <br /><br /> She'll fall in formation with the rest of the formation.<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nightfall at Hikari. The base has been battered, exploded and all around could have seen better days. The Admiral's office, however, is still pristine, the lasers missing this particular area of the Sea Port. Mutsu and Musashi stand at the windows, surveying the damage done while Atago is scribbling on notepads. The entire room's feeling gloomy over what happened a day or two ago. "Admiral, there are still sixty girls awaiting repair. That isn't including you." comes the soft voice of Nagato's secretary ship.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Such destruction. I'm only glad that we had none of our girls sink." comes Mutsu's voice while Musashi just continues to stare out the window. "Musashi, let's go put in some effort towards the supply storage. The Supply Officer should be on the way with some emergency supplies." A nod is given to the bronze-skinned woman, the two battleships moving out the door.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato shakes her head, wincing some. Her bandaged midsection coated in splotches of red. "Atago. Head to the docks. Assist Isuzu and Na-chan." And with a firm nod, Atago follows out the door with the battleships, leaving the Admiral alone in her office. "She should be coming soon."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In the end, it was kind of like stepping out of one bad situation into another sort-of one. The ship that was kind enough to dispense her at Hikari left soon after, up into the air and far away, leaving Hoshi to get a nice, long look at the damage around her. She's still wearing all her kendo gear, sans the helmet tucked under her arm. But her face is so splotchy, and her eyes red from tears that still trickled from the corners of her eyes. Eventually she elects to put on her helmet to cover her shame as she goes. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She managed to stumble into one of the girls that ran about the base, but she couldn't really bring herself to talk. Instead, she pulls out her phone and types out her name, rank in the Union, and who she was looking for. When she gets the information she's looking for, Hoshi bows deeply from her waist and makes her way. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There's a quiet knock on the Admiral's door not long after, with Hoshi standing to the side. The attempts to swallow the lump in her throat don't really work well, so her voice is still raspy and croaking when she finally does talk. "It's... Amakasu."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chikuma looks at the girl on base... and when she sees the phone with name, rank and that she's looking for the Admiral, Chikuma gives a brief nod and points in the right direction. "Careful, it's a mess here..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The knock on the door is given and Nagato nods. "Enter." her voice is calm but precise, a measure of her stature at the base. "Amakasu, I trust you found the office ok?" she turns around in her chair, facing the door and looking at the seat before her, as if giving a silent command to sit down. "This is the first time we've met face to face, I wish it was under better circumstance for the base and us."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A snap is given and Nagatsuki comes running in, "Head to Mamiya's and get something to drink for Amakasu, then give orders to the Sixth Destroyer Division to prepare a bunk for her." A salute from the Destroyer and she was off... "Now. Tell me everything, Amakasu."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Hoshi heard the Admiral's voice inside the room, she froze and leaned heavily against the wall. Mostly, it was fear and guilt. Here she was, sobbing like a child, called into the Admiral's office. What would she even be able to say? What compared to this damage? Nothing that she had. For a wild moment, she seriously contemplates fleeing. Before she lets her legs take her, though, she grasps the door handle and enters, her eyes clenched shut as she tried to control herself. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She comes to stand by the chair and bow before she takes her seat. "Y-yes, I found... I found it okay. Someone directed me, I didn't ask her name. I'm grateful." She takes a deep breath to try and settle her words, but her voice still doesn't sound much better. "I'm... glad to meet you as well, Admiral." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She slowly forces herself to remove her helmet, carefully setting it beside her on the floor. As expected, she looked a mess. From combat, mostly, some dirt and soot, but it was clear she wasn't very happy right now. "What happened... Why? I can't... This can't be as important as the base." As she talks, her voice starts to go out again. Dammit. Fresh tears start coming down her cheeks. "Please. I don't know what to say."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"We each have our own things to deal with, for this we come together to deal with everything with strength. My girls are working on the base as we speak so do not worry about taking time away." Nagato sarts, offering a glass of water while she waits for the destroyer to get back. "Come, dry your eyes and take a deep breath." Nagato leans forward and a brief, comforting.. mother-like smile comes from her. "And Nagato will do just fine."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I just want you to vent. I was not there but I heard breif snippets from the Union's radios and I heard your voice... a voice that I've heard from some of my own girls too. I just want you to tell me what's going on and... perhaps we can work through this together."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She leans back, placing her hands in her lap after setting the glass nearby. "And nothing you say here will leave this room."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi quiets herself when Nagato speaks, and when the water is presented she hesitantly reaches out to take it. She slugs most of it like a champ--fighting with a Persona was hard work. The cold water helps to clear her mind, and the smile brings a tiny, shy smile from the teen as she wipes her eyes with her gi sleeve. "Thank you... Nagato. I... Sorry, I'm kind of a mess, huh?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Venting... She hadn't really done that much lately. She never wanted to really trouble anyone with all the stuff that had been happening. "Nothing, huh..." It's tempting. Finally being able to come clean about everything. "I... I've never really been the type of person to start a fight or hurt anyone. I just wanted to be honest, and be good at kendo. Seems like neither of those went through, now." She sighs quietly, looking down. "Now I'm telling lies, and fighting people. Starting fights. There've been some Confederates helping in the Forest--but I've been so catty and rude to them. I was afraid they'd do something to my world. They promised they wouldn't--sort of. But how do I trust them?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She sits up straight, looking at Nagato with a guilty gaze. "And then HK happens. Kyle went in without me, I got there late, and I barely even helped! All I did was annoy some Confederate and run away! I managed to grab Kyra, but if I stayed, I could've... I might've actually been able to help. All I can do is fight, but I didn't do anything to help! Just... less bad."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato nods, "No worse for wear than what I'm used to seeing." She briefly stands up to show the stained bandages, "And yes, nothing." she sits down once more and leans back, listening to Amakasu intently, her face returning to that stoic, emotionless, hardened Admiral like face. "I see." she nods once more, continuing to listen. "Things change, people change, when they join the Union. I've heard a few change from shy people to those who want to voice their minds. Ones who don't fight to take up arms in defense. But I've also seen the ones used to fighting give way to protection."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I do not know of the lies you have been saying nor the reason why you start fights but I trust they are good reasons to lie and start. And some... very few... Confederates are able to be trusted. How to trust them... is beyond my knowledge, I have not experienced a trustworthy Confederate, however that is a question that can be answered by Admiral Psyber or the like." Nagato produces another glass as Nagatsuki comes back with a couple of large parfaits and fizzy drinks. She doesn't say a word as she drops them off and heads off.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I've heard of what this HK has done, it's something that the Fleet won't stand for. But someone went in without you? Were you charged to defend their fleet? When you say you've barely helped, did you just show up and stand around or did you save someone from a horrible fate? Were you able to find victory on the dawn's horizon?" a pause, "Amakasu. I've arrived late before and have not helped at times and once I was held back by enemy ships when trying to get to my fleet, only to be routed. What you did does not make you a bad person nor does it mean you didn't do anything to help. You yourself grabbed Kyra and managed to retreat yes? You and Kyra are both still alive, yes?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato leans back, her smile returning, "Mamiya makes the best parfaits, doesn't she?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi can't help but give a wry chuckle when Nagato talks of people changing. Oh, she knew how things had changed. Fear and duty, then some hope, and now... It'd changed her, but the dizzying way of the Multiverse made her wonder if she was changing for the better or for the worst. There was a time she never would've assumed someone was her enemy right off the bat. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi starts explaining, slowly. "I haven't told my parents about the Mirror Forest. Or any of my classmates, who're actually in danger. But they can't know... ironic, right?" The moment the door opens, she goes silent and rigid, but suddenly there was desert and drinks. A bewildered look comes to her face as she slowly reaches out to take the parfait and have a taste. It's... Really good. "Mm... A-as for the fights, well... I was pretty angry, at first, and I said how I wanted to strike back at them... Of course assassinations came up. For a second, I wanted to, even though I told Staren that I didn't care if I lost the privilage of revenge. I guess that was another lie, but I don't want to fight like HK does. I don't want to kill anyone." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then... the fight. Hoshi flinches a bit initially. "I told him I'd go to help, and I was on my way, but..." She starts, then falters. "B-but I could've kept Katarn--..." she falters again. "I left the bar... I saw Kyra's spell was going to blow, so Rosamond broke through the roof to take me outside. HK managed to get Katarn... I managed to get Kyra out before it collapsed, but..." She sighs a bit, spooning another bit of parfait into her mouth. "I don't know anymore. Sometimes it seems like every day just spins my head even more then the last."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Sometimes lies can protect the ones we care about." Nagato starts "Even I have to lie to my own Fleet." she shakes her head, watching the flinch, nodding. "It's also understandable to be that angry. I actually know that feeling personally. I can't think of a time when i wanted to assassinate anyone, however." a pause, "But there are those who I want to sink... to bring back to understanding but that's another story for later."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"There's also no harm in not wanting to kill anyone, Amakasu. That is your own choice to make and everyone in the Union and this fleet will respect it." she moves to stand up to walk around the desk, listening to how the fight went. "I heard on the radio that everyone made it alive, and I'm sure part of that was because you got Kyra out of there with Rosamond." Nagato reaches and places a hand on Amakasu's shoulder, giving it a firm, but gentle, grip. "Sometimes that happens. Sometimes, as well, things will fall into place from what your spinning head was coming around to."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato looks out the window, "Amakasu, if you ever feel like you're in need of guidance, the Union has many people who can help. There's only so much I can offer to those who aren't the fleet daughters, but you are welcome to come here as well."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi goes silent, sipping at her fizzy drink, her attention focused on Nagato. It seems she's calmed down significantly since she'd gotten here; the redness in her eyes is starting to fade. "Yeah... I guess I can't be the only one who got mad. Still... I should try to control it. I thought I was good at keeping calm before, but this stuff kinda threw me for a loop." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A small rumble comes from the teen's stomach, making her blush slightly as she starts attacking the parfait. She, of course, freezes when Nagato stands up and touches her shoulder, but eventually she slowly nods. "I guess... Kyra got to Katarn because I got her out," she says slowly. "Still. Next time HK does this stuff, I'm going to be prepared." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Guidance... Guidance sounds nice, but Hoshi fidgets a bit in her seat. "To be honest... I don't really know what to say to some of the people that've been here for awhile. I'm not a hero like them. Sometimes it seems they're so high in comparison... I get nervous." She coughs. "N-not that I was nerv... I'm sorry, I was kind of nervous. But... Thank you, Nagato. For everything. If there's anything I can do to help, please let me know."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Even my girls get thrown for a loop." Nagato rubs that shoulder gently, nodding some, hearing that rumble, she keels listening to the girl, giving comforting shoulder squeezes and a slight nod. "ANd be prepared you shall be. You know what to expect and partially what to prepare for. You know that the Union will do everything in their power to help as well. You can depend on them, like I do." she gives a brief sigh, shaking her head.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'll be sure to ask you if I do need you for anything. For now, enjoy the parfait. I will have Nagatsuki show you to your room where you can rest. You can consider it your permanent room on base. Destroyer Division Six will be across the hall and will provide you with a change of clothes for the evening as well." Nagato finally lets go of that shoulder and moves towards the window. "You are also welcome to return back to your own home and I can have Akitsumaru provide a landing craft to the nearest warpgate there."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Taking several deep breaths, Hoshi eventually nods firmly in agreement. "Yeah. Yeah, you're right. Things are pretty crazy, but everyone in the Union is willing to help out when I don't understand. Even if it's... Not exactly normal." Cue Nero, Gawain, Zero... "I said that I wanted to do my best to help my home and the Union. I want everyone to be able to depend on me. I guess that means I should be ready to depend on them, too." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a small smile up at her new friend, Hoshi starts devouring the parfait, going at it until it was all gone. Hoshi leans back with a content sigh. "That's better... A permanent room? Heh, okay. Then I'll be sure to come around and help out from time to time." She stands and bows, even though the Admiral was turned away. "I'll call my parents and tell them I'm staying, don't worry. I'll be doing my best from now on, Admiral. I promise."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"From the smallest destroyer to the super dreadnaughts of the fleet. From girls like you to even the Union's own Commander. Everyone depends on everyone and should be looked at for assistance and they will assist you in turn." she gives a brief nod, turning around to look at Amakasu. "And I will be grateful for your help as well, Amakasu. As you can see, there's lots to be done on the base."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Someone from out of the fleet calling her Admiral. Someone that could even fit the destroyer class ships here. "If you're intent to call me Admiral, I will also provide you duties around the base just like a member of the fleet. In turn, I will also provide you a place to stay here, protection and ease to get around everywhere." she takes a small breath, "Feel free to take the second parfait as well."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Blink. "Eh? You mean it?" She's taken back by the offer. Not for the parfait, though she gives it a hungry look for a second, but for the invitation. "You want me to actually join?" A big grin comes to her face. "Yeah! Of course I'll do it." She bows again. "Well, I already promised that I'll do my best, but... you know. A-anyway, I'm grateful that you're offering me the chance." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Taking up her helmet and the second parfait, Hoshi starts going for the door, but stops and turns around. "You're super cool, by the way. I won't let you down." At least she isn't saying pretty! "I guess I'll go find the room... Was there anything else, Admiral?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato nods, "If you're commited." a pause, and a nod as she readily accepts it. "Very well then. I shall have a destroyer class outfit ready for you in one week. I expect only your best, Amakasu. And I know you will be able to do so. Once again, I'll have Nagatsuki show you to your room, and should you desire it, I can have her temporarily assigned there to keep you company so you're not alone in the room." she pauses a bit.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Super cool, huh? That's something she's not been called before. She gives a bit of a chuckle, "Nagatsuki, report to the Admiral's office immediately." sounds of running are soon heard and a green haired girl with a crescent moon ornament in her hair opens the door. "Nagatsuki, reporting!" Nagato nods, "Show Amakasu her room. Across the hall from Destroyer Division Six. In addition, I'm reassigning you rooms to join her for a while so she gets comfortable. In addition, provide these orders to DesDivSix. They are to provide an evening outfit for her to wear and, temporarily, provide one of their own outfits to wear around the base. She's a new girl, treat her with respect as you would treat any others."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagatsuki gives a bright smile and a salute, "Understood!" Nagato, however, says one more thing, "You're dismissed." and promptly turns towards the window. Nagatsuki nods and salutes Amakasu, "Welcome to the fleet, come this way, I'll show you where us destroyers rest. And contrary to belief and rumors, we don't sleep in one big pile."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi nods firmly again. Then it's decided. "I understand. I guess someone would be nice to--oh, hey." She coughs and falls silent as Nagatsuki makes her way in, bowing quickly when Nagato introduces her. "Hi. Thanks for the help, Ms. Nagatsuki." She's getting an outfit and everything, too! Hell yeah! When Nagatsuki makes to show her the way to her room, Hoshi follows quickly, giving a big smile to Nagato as she went. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;... In piles? Hoshi coughs a bit. "I'll keep that in mind, thank you. Do you mind telling me what sort of stuff the Admiral's going to have me do?..." And on she went, going down the hallways towards a new facet of her life.<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2015/12/06<br />
|Location=Hikari Sea Port<br />
|Synopsis=Nagato sets up a Destroyer's training session... with the Special Class Destroyers Amakasu, Kagurazaka and Nasa with assistance from Akizuki and company.<br />
|Cast of Characters=7, 367, 385, 637, 680, 685, 829, 901<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Today, a day unlike any others, most of the forward bay has been repaired and the launching docks have been fixed and extended with three more launch bays. "The modified launch bays at the end should work for non fleet." Nagato mutters after making a couple calls on the radio. She expects the entire destroyer line to report, but some, still on expedition and some even sleeping after. She's invited a couple of the non fleet to join in testing the new equipment as well.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato herself is waiting at the flagship position in the launch bays, completely unarmored and unarmed, staring at the door. "Amakasu, Kagurazaka... they should be here soon..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nowaki mirrors the Admiral, arms folded as she stoo stands unarmoured, a diminuitive little silver-haired girl next to the imposing figure of the Battleship. She's silent as usual, watching. Waiting.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure, wearing her uniform but not her rigging, walks slowly so Amakasu can keep up. She's a lithe thing, but deceptively quick on her feet if she's not paying attention. "It's just over this way." she offers, deep, boyish tone barely reaching above a soft murmur, though somehow carries as far as normal volume words, somehow.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui, AKA Na-191 who is basically just Nasa under an illusion... is here! At the docks. She doesn't really look like Nasa though, due to the fair skin, as well as the navy-style blue dress with a 'sailor' handkerchief. Still, most of the fleet daughters knew that NA-191 was just Nasa trying to fit in. Even if not all of the Union knew that. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Held in her arms was a handful of large bags, most of which held bath bombs with a small film over them to avoid immediate 'explosion' of the bath bombs. She makes her way over to Nagato, setting the bags down next to her. "Here~." She says cheerfully, if perhaps a bit tiredly. She had been working hard to help with the repairs of Hikari, as well as worrying far too much about various random people in the Union. Not that she'd ever admit to it, baka! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Afterwards, Nasa began to make her way towards one of the modified launch bays, shifting a bit nervously. Nasa never did well with heavy things, and being only 4 feet tall didn't help, since she was shorter than even a lot of the other fleet daughters. The pint sized not!Destroyer! <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As soon as Nagato had made the call clear, Hoshi had hustled her way towards the Black Forest in her world to enter the warpgate. Few hops and a skip, and she's making her way towards the gate in her spiffy new Fleet Daughter uniform. Spotting someone waiting for her, she grins and waves as she jogs over. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;One of the places that Hoshi hadn't seen in Hikari yet was the launching bay, so she's grateful for Shigure's help as they make their way. Even if she has to jog a couple steps sometimes to keep up. "Thanks for leading me, Ms. Shigure. It's nice to finally meet you in person." As they go, Hoshi slowly leans over. "I don't suppose you could give me some tips?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>How do you dress up for testing prototype equipment? Yuna's first inclination was to wear her Light Suit, but odds are the gear wouldn't even fit over her battlesuit - and going in Marine Form would waste the point of it. For lack of any better ideas, she's wearing a sundress; presumably somebody will tell her if she needs to change into more appropriate clothes than that.<br /><br />Yuna's been to Hikari a couple of times before, though, so at least she knows how to get there and how to find her way around. She heads to the launch bays, smiling and waving (or bowing) to kanmusu and other personnel as she passes. Nagato, on the other hand, gets a polite (if not terribly formal) salute. "Good afternoon!" she greets the group. "Where do you need me?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa heen been talking to her friend Hoshi the other day and had heard abotu the gear test that she was going to be helping with. Given she was starting to consider Hoshi and friend she wante to support her in this so here she is to help but she's not testing the allied gear as Nagato had noted over the comm she's to help with the testing by being an agressor during the testing itself. It taken a bit to refit her ships weapons for the training but it was well worth it. <br /><br /> She'd still shown up ahead of time to get a meet u0p with those who'd be taking part and she seemd to be pretty curious as she took in the base itself and the Fleet Daughters. <br /><br /> "Reporting and glad to help with this."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Approaching Slot 7 from the opposite direction is ... not a shipgirl. It's a little creature consisting of a gun turret mounted on a cylendrical body, with little paddle-flipper hands and feet, and a propeller for a tail. With the way the guns are arranged, and the rangefinders that strongly resemble eyes, it looks every bit as much like a weird sort of rabbit.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A moment later, two girls circle around the same corner. The first, a brunette, carries a second of these turret-rabbits in her arms chatting politely with the girl beside her. The second is a much more muted specimen, a younger looking girl with dark hair brushed over one eye, her arms folded loosely.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"--And this one was upside-down somehow!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"..mm.." A slight nod from the raven-haired of the two. Without another word, her attention shifts forward, focusing on Amakasu and Shigure. This draws her companion's attention, and the taller of the two shifts her charge to one arm so she can wave, "Hello~! I'm Akizuki, you must be Amakasu."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Hayashimo," the second girl murmurs.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"And this--" Akizuki thrusts out the turret-rabbit in her arms. It jitters for a moment, shocked, and then lifts its paw-flippers to either side with a pleased wirring sound, "--is Choujuucentihou-chan!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Destroyer training exercises," Hayashimo murmurs, her posture shifting, "...We will assist."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This... this is acceptable. Most of the destroyers have come and the ones she was expecting to be here are here. Then there was Amakasu and Kagurazaka, the latter getting a casual salute of her own in return. "Yuna, Sendai will have an outfit for you to wear during this, it's designed to help work with the equipment. Once you're changed, report to launch bay eight." Sendai herself salutes and then moves up towards Yuna, giving a motion that suggests 'come this way'. Nasa... Naikui gets eyes shot her way as she moves to the launch bay, a nod is given. "Naikui, launch bay nine."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Shigure and Nowaki here, she gives them both a nod, "Shigure, two. Nowaki, three." and then there's the Choujuucentihou-chan's. "Akizuki, Four. Hayashimo, Five. Once everyone is in position, we will begin. First will be equipment checks and sortie preperation." as she waits for Yuna to get back from the changing spree, a woman in a blue hakama-skirt and white haori steps up to the sixth slot. Short brown hair done in a side ponytail, she's in near traditional archery outfit.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Admiral, I am ready to assist with destroyer training." comes the woman, with a nod given to her by Nagato herself. "Fleet Aircraft Carrier Kaga, First Carrier Division." she introduces, "Pleasure."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:829|Marisa Kirisame (829)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>FLYING IN THE SKY, somewhere out there in that great, blue yonder, a brilliant light streaks out to the ends of the earth!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Or maybe that's a CERTAIN WITCH GIRL with a penchant for shining approximately as bright as some smaller varieties of supernovas. But THAT girl is only interested in stealing tomes of mystical and arcane import, (metaphorical) hearts and other sorts of precious things, why then is she here!? And why is she coming in, covered in a halo of starlight like some kind of living comet!?<br /><br />The answer is simple!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Marisa has it in her head to go visit the Abyssals one of these days to see whether her BOUNDLESS ENTHUSIASM and/or magical laserbeams can penetrate even the deepest, darkest heart of the sea. Coming to Hikari seaport is something of a practice run. One that just so happens to overlap with this particular training exercise.<br /><br />It's totally a coincidence.<br /><br />Not at all because she knows that a certain someone with a very interesting name was going to be here.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wind blowing her blonde hair back across her shoulders, Marisa shoots over sea and under sky until, there, in the distance, she can see it! Her destination approaches! She... does not slow down at all. Instead, she comes in hard, swooping down so close to the rippling waves that her passage blasts a spray of seafoam and stardust in her wake. A witch's MAD CACKLE does should not sound nearly as fun-loving as Marisa's laugh, but she manages somehow, sweeping back in a wide arc until she's hovering just over the assembly of recruits.<br /><br />"Heeeey there," the witch sing-songs to ABSOLUTELY EVERYONE, "Looks like you guys are about to have some fun! Don't suppose I can join in?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure offers a smile. "Don't get hit." she offers, likely teasing, though it is also rather sound advice. "It's hard to explain how to do something that comes as naturally to us as breathing... but just, follow our lead." she offers next. As Akizuki and Hayashimo round the corner, Shigure stoops to scoop up the other Choujuucentihou-chan with a soft little smile as she greets the other destroyers. "I am glad to have your assistance." she offers, bowing to them and cuddling the turret-rabbit. As she's given her orders, she lets the little gun-familiar go, and moves into position. "Shigure, Heading out."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nowaki remains impassive, arms folded. Judging like a cat. Just put a pair of nekomimi on her and she could pass for one with the dour expression she wears. "Destroyer Nowaki. Ready to sortie!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna's eyes light up a bit, and she smiles. "Ah, thank you very much!" she replies to Nagato, bowing deeply. "I appreciate your going to the extra trouble ... I'll be right back!" She waves to Marisa as the witch arrives, then hurries off, following Sendai out to the changing area. Sendai might have to endure a moderate amount of gushing over the cute new uniform.<br /><br />She'll be back as soon as she can, obviously; she doesn't want to miss out on this after Nagato went to the trouble of inviting her!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Nine. Okay!" Naikui says cheerfully towards Nagato, beginning to make her way to the nineth bay. Phew. Let's see... there was ... some sort of ...turret-bunny, which was odd. Hoshi gets a small wiggle of Naikui's fingers towards her as she passes her. "You will do fine." She says encouragingly. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nasa stretches out slightly, before carefully moving her wings that were presently hidden by the illusion, folding them up to be as out of the way as possible when she inevitably gets the metal equipment attached to her. Phew. And then... there was ... something off in the sky. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She smelled and looked like she was of magic, which got Naikui idly sniffing at the air. What a time to get hungry. Ugh. Right, behave. Behaaaave. Nasa distracts herself from the deliciously magical-smelling one by focusing on Kaga and getting ready for the fight ahead though. "Hello, Fleet Aircraft Carrier Kaga!" She calls out cheerfully towards her, before focusing on her lane. Already. She'd heard of how to do this before, you step in and the equipment shoots out to equip on you and it should be okay! ... Probably! <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi nods, a curious look on her face. Shigure was right--how would she explain breathing? But being able to maybe try to copy the movements of the Daughters that were with her. It's kind of how one learned kendo, too, when you thought about it. "Thanks, Ms. Shigure. Good luck!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The moment Hoshi catches a glimpse of the strange rabbit-like gun-turret thing, she pauses and watches it a little uneasily. Mostly the turrets, admitedly, she had to admit they were oddly cute in a way. Thankfully she's able to grunt at herself and shake her head free of the thought and keep going, to meet two more of her fellow... shipmates? Sisters? She wasn't quite sure the proper term. Regardless, Hoshi bows from her waist at the introductions. "It's a pleasure, Ms. Akizuki, Ms. Hayashimo, and..." Guns... "Choujuucentihou-chan. That's kind of a mouthful. Thank you so much for being willing to help me out." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There was Nagato! Hoshi grins when she spots the Admiral and gives the best salute a former civilian can. "I'll be ready soon, Admiral! I'll do my best!" Hoshi also grins and waves to Yuna as she slips off. She wanted to run out and properly greet her, but it would probably be best if she went to her assigned place already. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She was able to get a good look at the bright light that suddenly came streaking towards her, and it causes her to wince and cover her eyes. Even then she still probably managed to get the full show of Marisa's entrance whether she wanted to or not. "Gaah... You really do like to make an entrance, Ms. Marisa. Are you going to strap on some of the equipment too?" Doubtful, but hey. Hoshi can hope. When she hears Nasa, Hoshi turns and offers a small grin. "Let's hope so."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa looks to see the Destroyer and she's admittly curious how this gear will work out but for now she knows her job today. She's happy to do it as she wa takes note of YUna and the others who are getting ready to suit up. She'll gives a bow to NAnato and the other personel here and grins a bit. <br /><br /> "I'll let you get set up and I'll get back to the Bluenose. Unles I can watch for a moment longer?" <br />F She'll tail along and it wont' be much of a problem for her to get backj to the ship. <br /><br /> She looks to Hoshi for a moment. <br /><br /> "I got faith in you on this Hoshi. I look forward to seeing what you can do." <br /><br /> She also gives Marisa a bit of a grin. <br /><br /> "Hello to you as well."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Five," Hayashimo repeats. She turns slightly, glancing towards Akizuki, then Hoshi. There's a slight bow at the waist and a dip of her head before she turns and moves to her position.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Akizuki smiles brightly, "Yeah, no problem! We could use all the help we can get, so it's really appreciated." Tucking her turret-rabbit back towards herself, she brightens, "Aren't they cute? These little guys are the best destroyer guns you can get, no contest~!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Best must be subjective, they look pretty puny, even compared to the hand-carried gun turret Hayashimo's picking up from her equipment rack.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Already on her plate, Hayashimo inspects her weapon while the equipment arms load the torpedo launchers onto her legs and affix her backpack-like rigging to her back.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Choujuucentihou-chan Shigure picks up lets out a cheerful wirring sound of its own, before it scurries off to the launch slot. Akizuki dips her head to SHigure as well, "Mm! No problem--" SUDDENLY WITCH.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Both Choujuucentihou-chan turret-rabbits swivel around to face a new, unknown aerial target, guns elevating. They don't open fire, though. Akizuki herself shades her eyes briefly, then squints under her outstretched hand, "Huh?" But others seem to know this newcomer, and so she slowly relaxes herself, trotting to her launch slip to equip her own hip-mounted gear. Once it's in place, the turret-rabbits hop into the holders on either side like they belong there. Because they kinda do.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The last three slots haven't loaded up the equipment yet for the new girls but the destroyers who set themselves on their positions are soon loaded and ready for action. Once Yuna returns, she starts the instructions. "First thing is first. Loadout. You three will be loaded with ten centimeter high angle guns that can work both on sea and air targets. You will also be loaded out with triple tube torpedo launchers on both your outer thighs. You will then be provided a backpack that contains a small engine inside of it, silent running, to assist providing motion to your turbines on the feet. This equipment, while basic, has the advantage of having a single equipment fairy working inside of them to assist you. Expect movement to be jerky until you and the fairy get used to working with each other. Expect aim to be off for the exact same reason."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato takes a bit of a breath, "For the torpedo exercises, we will do them one by one, the torpedoes are fitted live with a remote detonation controller handled by Yuubari." She gets ready to go into another explination, but suddenly, flying woman. "I would not consider this fun, however if you are volunteering, I will use you for later. We do need an anti air target." a smile is cracked on the corner of her lip before she turns towards Kotone, "Launching is nothing spectacular..." says the one who's done many a sortie. "I won't stop you but please make sure your ship is ready. There's a specially crafted bay where you can sail to prevent a torpedo strike. Use it when ready."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:829|Marisa Kirisame (829)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Heheheh, hey there Hocchi," Marisa chimes and wiggles her fingers in a sort-of wave. "Nah, I'm not that kinda girl. Something that big'd be tough to fly with, you know?" She's not a Stage 6 Boss. Marisa doesn't have some kind of huge banner that you can shoot at instead of trying to aim just for her! "I was just dropping in for a show. And for other things."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'Other things' seem to be on Nagato's mind, too. The witch glances over at the Admiral Boat and flashes both a winning grin AND a thumbs up. "Hey, no problem! I'll just hang out up here and watch these girls try to sink each other. You just let me know when I get to start showin' off."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But for now? For now Marisa flips her broom around so that she can lay down across it, her head resting against its bristles like they were a makeshift pillow. "Don't mind me! I'll do what I need to do when I need to do what I need to do."<br /><br />But what is it that she needs to do!?<br /><br />(The answer is always lasers)<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure's equipment latches onto her back. The quad-tube torpedo turrets wrapping around her thighs, while the large 'double gun' backpack shifts and adjusts as it clamps down. "Heading out!" She surges down the ramp, kicking up a wake before hitting the straight segment leading out the sea doors. As she moves from gravity-assisted, to self powered, she shifts her weight from one leg to the other, 'kicking' off like a skater.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nowaki's equipment is a little different. She has her purse-gun already, but the equipment arms latch another onto her right hip, while a torpedo turret is attached to the left. She kicks down the ramp herself, and much like Shigure, 'skates' out of the sea door, though she doesn't seem to be making as much of a show of it as her fleetmate.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa listens as the Admiral gives the testers and everyone else a briefing on this gear she's admittly quite curious but she'll leve them to testing it she's got a part to play to help and she's pretty happy with it. She holds back now watching and waiting muchlike Marisa meanmwhile on the BlueNose, her crewmate Slipbolt is waiting to beam her out. She takes note Shigure's and Nowaki launch. <br /><br /> "This is going to be pretty neat to watch for me, you curious to see how they do Marissa?" <br /><br /> She does keep her eyes however on the Fleet personel as they launch with intrest.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui, of course, had to have slightly different equipment. Her illusion was just that -- an illusion. The backpack and her wings weren't really compatible, so she had to have a lower-sitting engine that attached below her wings, instead of sitting where her wings would normally be. She also was wearing a heavy-duty set of 'headphones', to block out the worst of the cannonfire, but also allowing her to hear and send messages where needed. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "...Even I am probably going to fall over, and I have excellent balance." Naikui says encouragingly towards the others, and rather cheerfully. Once she had her equipment on, Naikui got into her lane, locking into the launch system. "Faerie Destroyer NA-191, heading out!" Naikui calls out! And then... about the best way to describe the way that she leaves her bay is, to, well. She putters along. Moving rather slowly as her engines push her along. Putt putt putt. Definitely not at her top speed, in fact, she's probably not even going five miles per hour... <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With her equipment fixed in place, Hayashimo pushes off casually, hair billowing around the mast of her rigging. Much more muted than the other destroyers, she almost lazily makes her way out over the water, shifting legs in slow motions. A close look reveals her only visible eye is closed the whole time, her arms hanging at her sides in a relaxed fashion.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A few moments later, the heavier Akizuki with her larger rigging slips out, a bit quicker, a bit more reactive. Keeping balance with her hands, she moves more like an in-line skater, leaning outboard as she turns into a formation alongside Hayashimo and slows herself down. On either side, the Choujuucentihou-chan turrets swivel their heads around, 'ear' guns elevated and 'eye' rangekeepers wide and attentive. Someone is on the alert, that's for sure.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh, hey, Kotone made it! Hoshi smiles and waves, flashing a thumbs-up. "I'll do my best. I've been working out a lot recently, so I'm feeling a little confident. Though I doubt I'll get it on the first shot..." She's learned from experience that you can't expect to be good immediately. "I'll see you on the water, Ms. Yamakawa." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Are they cute? It's in between that and dangerous considering the guns. "I... Yeah, I guess. Let's hope they like me." This was going to be a day full of firsts indeed. In fact, she's pretty grateful that she doesn't have to try to handle anything much bigger. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Marisa gets a long-suffering sigh as Hoshi shakes her head. "Why Hocchi? At least keep it to Hoshi, Ms. Marisa... By the by. Sorry if I end up shooting you at all. I hope it won't hurt you." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She makes a point of listening into the armaments that the Admiral describes, and where they go. It's a good thing to learn for herself. With a cough, however, she reaches up to touch the hair tie that's currently holding her hair up. It's a bit more comforting when you can feel your sword. Rosamond's presence in her mind gives her strength. She also makes sure to watch as the girls as they start out. How they move, spacifically. The idea she's getting from all of this is that it was at least somewhat like ice skating. "Well, that's not so bad..." She mutters to herself. She wasn't that great at skating, but at least she wasn't completely blind. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nasa's exit is... a little less exciting. But Hoshi, ever the kendo club captain, raises her hand and lets out a small cheer. "You got this, Ms. Sabune!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Past that, she shuffles over to her spot, looking all over the various equipment that was around her. "... How do I put this stuff on?..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Sorry I took so long!" Yuna apologizes as she returns to the launch bay, now wearing a fuku very much like those worn by some of the other destroyers. She quickly takes her spot at Track Number Eight (not to be confused with an 8-track anything), and listens attentively to Nagato's instructions. (Elner is here too, of course, but as with the initiation at Beacon, the robo-faerie is basically observing rather than getting involved.)<br /><br />As Nagato explains the weapons they'll be carrying, the look on Yuna's face gradually shifts from excitement to wary concern. Carrying live-ammunition weapons ... well, that *is* what the kanmusu do, and for a very good reason - their mission is to fight the Abyssals, and Yuna's gear was designed so people other than the 'natural' kanmusu can assist them as well. And between the Abyssals themselves and the Confederacy, the girls of Hikari certainly need all the help they can get - there's no real question about that.<br /><br />Yuna takes a couple of deep breaths, nodding to Nagato as she conpletes the instructions. "Okay - um, 'aye aye, sir'." She salutes again, although with noticeably less enthusiasm than before. "So we just launch in order by lane ... ?"<br /><br />She may look like her enthusiasm just fell overboard, but Yuna's excitement is starting to pick up again anyway. This should be fun ... and she's sure she won't be the only one to embarass herself out on the water.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Admiral, not sir." Nagato kindly corrects, though, it sounds more like a serious thing, can never tell with Nagato. "And you may be in a cruiser's outfit but I'm going to give you destroyer equipment. And all the turrets are loaded with paint rounds. No need to worry about sinking anyone." She faces forward and steps on her pad. "This is how you equip." she takes a small breath and nods, "Fleet Admiral Nagato, launching." The dock splits off around the pad itself and arms attach the turbines to the boots and with that, the pad tilts and sends Nagato on her way. Chains start pulling forward as a sign in Nagato's lane flips to her kanji.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Soon, the chains bring up a very large peice of equipment and Nagato's stoic face looks towards the open docks. Three... two... one... Nagato's rigging slams into her back and sets her going faster to join the destroyers, the rigging comes replete with the guns and everything Nagato needs to function on the waters. Signs above Yuna and Amakasu's lanes flip to their own kanji as well, ready for them.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hey! Paintball! That's not so bad at all. Suddenly Hoshi's looking at the things with a big wide grin. It wouldn't always be paintballs, yeah, but this was a good way to start. "It's going to hurt, but pain is only a focus!" She says to herself, pumping herself up! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She goes silent and watches carefully as Nagato launches--seems pretty simple! So, once her lane clears, Hoshi hops up to the pad and gets herself ready. "Okay. Three, two, one. Destroyer Amakasu, launching!" She watches with wide eyes and a huge grin as she watches the transformation take place, though she grunts a bit and sets her teeth once she feels the weight in them. Not as bad as she'd worried, but she could still feel it. "Rosamond, give me strength," she whispers quietly, and she savors the feeling of her Persona inside her mind. Once the last piece of equipment is on, Hoshi opens her eyes and tries to roll out! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;... And she does. Sort of. With a hot burst of initial speed, she manages to clear the dock. The only problem is, she wasn't expecting it as fast as this, and the water feels a LOT DIFFERENT from ice. "Whoa--hey, wait, wait--waaaaaaaah!" Eventually, it's too much, and she falls forward heavily, giving a nice big splash and a lot of pain and embarassment from Hoshi as she struggles to right herself. "Aghh--guuh!" In between breaths, she's spitting out sea water. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;... This may take awhile.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa watches fairly excitedly as the resters launch she's clearly in a very good mood today she's in a very good mood today. She looks out as person launches but she does seem amuse as hoshi's having a bit of an issue getting suited up, but well she gets it finally hosish is all suitd up and she's ready to watch her friend go. She does not laugh at her so that's at least saying something.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her slow puttering had been a bit intentional. In fact, Naikui was moving slowly to ensure that the other two got out safely, since she had been around the fleet daughters to watch them for longer than the other two! She had a vague idea of what she was doing. Probably. Also, she was a half-faerie. Faeries aren't exactly known for their patience... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nasa turns her gaze towards Nagato, watching as she began to lunach, got shot forward by her equipment. THAT was the part that worried her about normal deployment -- even if she had her armor to protect her from that impact. She small and frailer than the fleet daughters, that was for sure! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As her engine continued to spin up, her speed was beginning to get up as well. "...Okay, they're probably going to be fine, so..." She flashes a sudden grin. "Engine Faerie Mimi! Full speed ahead!" Naikui says, pointing forward. She was totally trying to show off! And ... well, she was beginning to get faster now, no longer puttering quite as much. She slightly leaned down, her right foot forward and left leg back, as her engines began to propel her forward. Though she would never admit it, it was both A: Fun. And B: Absolutely terrifying. She wasn't in control of her movement. And so her synchronization with the faerie wasn't.... the best. Mostly she was functioning off of the fact that she had had the chance to watch previous practices. "Let's catch up with Nowaki!" ... ... ... Unfortunately she was still getting up to speed, so she wouldn't be catching up immediately. At least she was moving somewhat smoothly. At least, in a straight line. For now. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As Hoshi falls, Naikui's hand shifts. The water moves, rolling in a lightly unnatural way to push her back up to her feet. "...Everyone falls." Naikui says cheerfully towards Hoshi, before accelerating to work at catching up with Nowaki and get into formation. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a nod to the orders, Akizuki forms up with Nowaki and Shigure, forming the second row of the Double Line with Hayashimo a few meters to her left. Turning at the waist, she watches the new recruits launching, hiding a laugh behind one gloved hand at Naikui's cautious approach. The spill Hoshi takes prompts an emphathetic wince, though.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Before Akizuki can do so, Hayashimo breaks formation and doubles back in a graceful arc. Her lean grows sharper as her turn tightens, and her speed drops.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A few moments later, Hayashimo cruises to a stop beside Hoshi and leans down. Her arms unfold, one resting on her knees while the other reaches out to offer the girl help back to her feet.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Even a ship had to learn. ...You'll do fine."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:829|Marisa Kirisame (829)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ahh, the sound of a bunch of girls hurtling out into the great blue sea, and promptly falling over on top of themselves to try and stay upright. It's such a wonderful sound! Marisa smirks from her AMAZING VANTAGE POINT as she pops what appears to be a puff of kettlecorn into her mouth.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Maybe if you stop callin' me Ms. Marisa," Marisa replies to Hoshi as she (quite literally) rolls out. "Then I'd stop callin' you Hocchi. That sounds like a pretty good deal, eh?"<br /><br />TWISTING THE ARM!?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Okay, so it's just paintball ammo for this trip. Yuna relaxes further, even going so far as to joke, "Is the paint water-soluble?"<br /><br />Then she focuses on the deployment process, watching as Amakasu goes through the equipment lane. Yuna's own turn comes up next - and she realizes, with a slight blush, somebody looked up the *actual kanji* that her name is officially written with. Not that she can really blame them; that detail's probably in her official Union file ... ah well. She steps forward to the 'DEPLOY' pad.<br /><br />"Yuna Kagurazaka, liaison destroyer, launching!"<br /><br />She advances through the launch lane, bracing a little bit against the impacts of her load-out being attached. It's not *entirely* an unfamiliar sensation - the process is vaguely similar to her partners linking with her Light Suit - but she feels it a good bit more, and wonders how visible the bruises are going to be. But having watched the others first, she has a fairly good idea of where the equipment and weapons are going to attach themselves, and tries to position herself to account for it.<br /><br />A few moments later, Yuna is sailing out with the other girls, repeatedly glancing down at her feet as if she expects the water to stop holding her up at any second. Other than the aquaeous lack-of-terrain, it's kind of like skating, an activity with which she *IS* familiar - and she tries to focus on what's familiar instead of what's strange. She actually latches on enough to try pushing off -<br /><br />- wait, why isn't there anything to push off from? -<br /><br />"*BLUB!!*" Yuna gets a faceful of ocean, followed by spluttering energetically as she tumbles along for a bit before managing to get her feet underneath her again. She can just *imagine* a massive sweatdrop on her equipment fairy's head right now, she doesn't even have to look. "Sorry," she murmurs, trying to catch up, trusting the equipment now rather than her own ideas of what might constitute 'skills'.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's likely that Hoshi would have a few choice words with Marisa if it weren't for the fact that she'd just hit the water right in front of her. As it was, Hoshi knew she had nothing to say except a half-muttered half-sputtering something. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Thankfully, Nasa and Hayashimo come to help her out, and slowly--trembling like a new born colt first on it's legs, she's back on her feet. "Thanks, guys," she says quietly, with a nod to both of them and a small, pained smile. "I got this. Sort of." The engines start to pick up again, but this time it's not quiet as fast, closer to Nasa's puttering than anything else. She tries to set herself a wider stance at her legs to compensate for the weight, but she's still wiggling and twitching. "Nng---whoa! Ahhh...." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Despite the relative calm of this sea, it's one of the swells she feels under her that ends up causing her to go over, making her feet drift too far apart to support her. Thankfully this fall isn't quite as painful, just sort of going to her knees, then down. Slightly annoyed bubbles stream from the water until she manages to get her legs under her again and start slowly puttering again. "I'm okay!" She calls. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's hard to tell if her face is red from embarassment or impact with the ocean by now.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato remembers this... that special type destroyer. She shakes her head and sails close towards Yuna and Amakasu, giving a hand, "Get up. Follow me. Legs close, center of balance lower, lean in. Trust me." as Nagato pushes off, there's a small wave from the propellers on her feet. "Alright, let's practice with the guns. There's ten targets set up for each of you all. Take aim and just think. The fairy will know when you want to fire."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;she watches some of the destroyers already take out their targets and Nagato turns to look at the three Special Class destroyers... "We'll do this for three rounds, then we will work on your torpedoes."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Hayashimo providing support (and another hand-up) for Hoshi and possibly also Yuna, Akizuki glances ahead again. There's a little nod when the order comes through to try a firing drill, and so she breaks from the formation with Nowaki and Shigure to give herself more room to maneuver, "I'll show you how to shoot! Just watch Akizuki, okay?"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gliding at an angle that she's certain is easy enough to see what she's doing, the girl raises one arm and points, "First, you tell the fairy where to aim-- like this!" In response, her port-side Choujuucentihou-chan swivels its head in the way she's pointing. Sighting the target, its gun barrels elevate slightly, "She'll do the fine work for you... And once she's ready, tell he to fire! C'mon, Choujuucentihou-chan~!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When instructed to, the turretbunny fires both barels with a blast of smoke. A heartbeat later, a red mark splatters across one of the closer range targets. Several yards behind it, the second shell hits the water with a tall splashing plume.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leaning into a turn, Akizuki spreads her arms out, "Give it a try once you're comfortable moving! Just remember, movement is life for a destroyer, never stop moving!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Once she was up to speed, Nasa was beginning to move faster and approaching her max speed -- just having a much slower startup time due to various factors. She works her way into the formation, before slowing down to work at matching their speed! She could handle the movement, at the very least! She could adjust to speed, at the very least! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She did pout a bit at being told she wasn't allowed to cheat at all, giving a soft huff. Well, that was fine, she supposed. This was just practice, not a real battle. She could be ineffective. She looks towards the two guns that were attached to her hands, giving a small nod. "Okay." She says, looking at the faeries in particular. "You can be gun faeries Neenee and Hiera for nicknames, okay?" She says cheerfully towards them. "Help Naikui aim, she's probably going to be bad at it!" She says, leaning a bit into a subtle turn as Akizuki fires on her target and explains how. A hit... though one of them missed. Was it because it was a small target, and the two guns fired simultaneously? Hmm. Angled up... maybe it /wasn't/ so different from a crossbow. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui holds one of her hands forward, pointing towards the target. Sharp eyes locked on as she watched her gun adjust. Unfortunately, however... she was aiming like a crossbow. "Okay, Neenee, Fire!" ... The noise of firing, even the paint rounds however, has Naikui flinching slightly, which throws off her aim /even further/, and the paint rounds stray WIDELY off course from her target, one landing far to the right, while the other lands VERY short of the target. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>'Target practice'? That's familiar territory for Yuna, in several respects. Basic target-shooting arcade games are still pretty common on her home Earth, even in the early 24th century, and Ryudia has had her do quite a bit of basic marksmanship drilling in the course of her lessons in being a proper Savior of Light. (Not that Yuna *applies* those lessons terribly well in the field, mind you ...)<br /><br />Getting used to moving is the first objective, though, and it's practice that Yuna really needs. She tries to think more in terms of 'swimming' than 'skating,' consciously learning to trust more in her equipment and in the fairies' less-than-verbal guidance, and applying the pointers from Nagato and Akizuki. Legs close, center of balance lower, lean in ... there really isn't anything Yuna can think of to parallel this. If they could do a civilian version of the equipment, it might make for a new sport in some worlds of the Multiverse.<br /><br />Yuna shakes her head briefly, setting the latest batch of distracting thoughts aside - just in time, too, as a passing swell nearly dunked her on her butt, and would have if she'd stayed distracted. She practices maneuvering a bit more, then angles towards a set of targets that haven't been claimed yet; she brings her left arm up horizontally in front of her, focuses on the nearest target, and thinks 'fire!' at her turrets.<br /><br />Maybe she should give her equipment fairy a nickname too ...<br /><br />... which might be JUST the distraction that makes the wrong turrets fire instead of the ones she was actually aiming with.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is watching very intendly now she asks the Admiral a few questions over radio and she gets a smile on her face. She's got idea here for later but for now it's time to watch and wati while the others are doing thir part of the testing. She sees as they make ready with the tropedos now, this should be good. She watches the Destroyers and others start their actions. She ponders for a moment as the tests are going on torpedos for the moment but with what's to come? She's forumulating an idea it seems.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Nagato's help and direction, Hoshi is starting to get it. Plus all of the advice on the radio, it's getting her into a somewhat steady rhythm. She somewhat gets the timing of the swells underneath her as she sets her stance and pushes forward in the water. But now was the time for gun training. Hoshi glances at her armaments and mutters quietly, "I'll give you guys nicknames later, so for now, let's go with 1, 2, and 3. So I'll say fire and a number, and we'll go. Sorry about this." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She watches Yuna and Nasa take their turns, and she's getting kind of nervous for her turn. Eventually, however, a stern look comes to her face. Time to stop screwing around. She reaches underneath her uniform to pull out a silver locket. She doesn't open it, however--she looks forward with a face set in determination. "Persona!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; BURNING UP! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her Persona doesn't actually come, but suddenly Hoshi is moving forward (mostly) smoothly, setting her aim on the targets. "Fire one!" She yells, and the the turrets move into position and fire. Both miss, but Hoshi presses on regardless. "Fire two!" She yells, pointing at a different target. This one she just barely manages to hit, far to the right corner. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;All the while, she tries to keep herself moving and skimming, running under the assumption that movement was indeed life in a situation like this.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It looks like they're getting it..." she mutters, looking behind her. A bronze skinned woman gives a brief nod, but doesn't say anything. Musashi was a silent leader type... but, with a louder voice, "Again! I want you hitting the targets! Yuna, you're missing. Focus. Don't let your thoughts stray. Amakasu, good job focusing, do it again." she takes a look at Naikui, "It isn't a crossbow, it's a turret. It has elevation, use it."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato takes a deep breath and places her finger to her ear, "Kotone, is your ship in position. I'm having one more run before we start torpedo testing." she takes a look at the triple tube torpedoes strapped to everyone's thighs, nodding, "If any slip through, which shouldn't, I will cover repairs."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I want one more round and then we'll focus on torpedo launching. The main armament of a destroyer is their torpedoes, but they themselves go forward and do not differentiate between friend or foe. I will not have anyone suffer damage from a mislaunched torpedo!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Wow!" Akizuki comes about for another pass, leading what's become an impromptu line-ahead formation, "Follow me, ladies, we'll make another run in the opposite direction! Bring your guns around, okay?" To demonstrate, her starboard-sied Choujuucentihou-chan is already swiveling in the right direction, blinking with its big, attentive eyes. She raises a hand to gesture, "Just like before, pick your target, tell the fairy where to aim, and then tell her to fire once you think she's ready! Go, Choujuucentihou-chan!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wait, wasn't that the other one's name?<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Regardless the turretbunny shoots, a puff of black smoke and a concussive (if somewhat small) cannon-shot resounds. In the distance, the same target she'd picked out before is struck again, this time dead center with a red splatter mark. The second paint shell clips low, shattering against the post holding the target upright.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"For an extra challenge," she adds, "Try to hit the same one!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A miss. One shot fell short, one to the right. Okay. Make note of how you aimed before, remember it exactly down to the slightest details. Naikui's eyes narrow slightly as she lowers the arm that had Neenee in it, letting her reload, while she turned to aim the gun arm with Hiera in it towards the target. "...Adjust 1-8th turn to the left, a half inch up, Hiera." Naikui says softly. Her eyes were sharpened, losing the gentleness they had half the time. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Were her eyes glowing? ...Just a little. She was going through her training from before, to be a warrior. This wasn't a crossbow, but it was just another weapon to destroy with. Adjust. Fire. Adjust. Fire. That was how you learned. Systematically making adjustments until you could hit reliably every time, and adjusted to the quirks of your weapon. "Hiera. Focus on firing how you would normally." Learn the quirks, how Hiera fires versus Neenee. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Fire." Naikui says calmly, keeping her eyes focused as the paired cannons unleash another pair of shots. This time, they flew straight past the post that the target was being held up by, striking behind the target on either side. She lowered Hiera's gun, then lifted Neenee's gun. "One-half inch higher than Hiera's gun, Neenee. Otherwise, same adjustments." Emotionless, calm orders to the faerie. This time, one of the paint rounds struck the bottom edge of the target. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Though it was easy to forget, Nasa had recieved soldier-like training in her youth, something engrained in her still, even several decades later and many changes later. "Hiera, do not change your aim from before." Naikui says, beginning to move forward, moving in a slow, curving movement. "Fire." Closer range, a strike. An extra round than was ordered, but Naikui had focused on 'killing' her target. She turns as the instructions on the torpedos began. She took a slow breath, her eyes relaxing out of that sharp look. "Okay, Admiral~." She says cheerfully towards Nagato, her lips turning back into a wide and cheerful grin as she looks towards the admiral-ship. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Akizuki's skills had /definitely/ been watched though, and Naikui had watched attentively, watching the adjustments of her guns most specifically, how high they had aimed, and other notable details. Hmm. Alright, she thought she understood the theory towards how to aim ... well. Those specific guns. The knowledge could be applied to her guns, but not as directly. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Still, though. It seemed like it was time for torpedo practice. That would be harder to aim though, she had no frame of reference for how to use something like that. Hmmm. "How do you aim the torpedos?" <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa has her ship ready the moment the Admiral gives the word she nods and sends a singal to SlipBolt. Kotone vanishes in a pillar of white light and is back on her ship now making for the bridge. It's not too long of as trip as she sits down nodding to Slipbolt and jacks into the stations' controls. The ship had been out fitted with training rounds which should do well enough to track the damage between the testers and herself. <br /><br /> "Ready now." <br /><br /> The Bluenose waits at the point set out by Nagato and she waits, it's about time to see what everyone here can do. <br /><br /> "Well this should be fun, Slipbolt." <br /><br /> The Glitch looks over from her station. <br /><br /> "Excited: Yes, this is going to be fun!" <br /><br /> Her faceplate's even making a ^-^ at the moment.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>No time for stray thoughts on the battlefield, says Nagato.<br /><br />Yuna wilts a little as she hears that over the radio. So many things to try and focus *on* - and frankly, this would be kind of fun if it wasn't so heavily on the side of business. But Yuna sorts her thoughts out and tries again, angling to join Akizuki's formation, bringing up the rear since she wasn't part of the arrangement to start with. Right, so:<br /><br />'Sailing'. Feet on the water, heels in just enough, legs close together but not pressed closed, knees bent a little but relaxed just the right amount - move with the water to move upon it, don't let swells or hollows throw her off-balance.<br /><br />Weapons and targets. Yuna brings her right arm up this time, and 'lets' the turrets swivel to point at one of the target buoys. Yuna doesn't command verbally; she thinks, gently applying her will, like she does when she's using the weapons that Jiina, Erina, or Marina 'lend' to her while combined with her Light Suit. Her posture straighens up just a bit, stiffening subconsciously -<br /><br />Three quick cracks of turretfire; three splotches framing the target's center in a tightly-shaped triangle, albeit a slightly uneven one. It's better than she did the first time, though, and Yuna switches to her right arm again, bracing her wrist on her left palm as the turrets fire at a second target. Still not exact, but tolerably close for a newbie. The fairies are probably more skilled than Yuna is.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi follows not long after Akizuki, grinning a bit now that she's not looking quite so dumb on the water. Though, she's still swaying slightly, and a couple times she nearly goes one more time before she just manages to right herself by giving herself a bit of a turn into it to get her legs back under her. "This-whoao--This is pretty awesome! I'd never imagine that I'd be on the water by myself like this. I--wah! I think I'm starting to get it. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Time for the second pass. Hoshi watches Akizuki and Nasa very closely, but a dubious look at Akizuki's distant target. "Ergh..." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Come Hoshi's turn, she tries putting a little more speed into it, pointing out her targets again. "Fire one!" She calls. She aims at a distant target not far from Akizuki's, the fairies spinning to go along with it--but she misses, far left. "Crap. Uh, to the right a couple inches?... Fire two!" Another miss, this time just over. "Aww, c'mon, down a couple centimetres--fire one!" This time, she scrapes the top, enough to pop and spray most of the paint over the ocean. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi grumbles a bit as she comes back into line. "Man, this is sad. Good shots though, Ms. Kagurazaka. Way to go. You too, Ms. Sabune."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The unexpected line ahead formation is actually okay for this, means no chance of her girls getting hit by their own torpedo fire. "Alright, this time follow Hayashimo. Line ahead formation and I want you to approach the ship at an angle." Nagato starts with the new orders, "Your fairies will help do the work but you need to guide them. Once your six torpedoes are launched, return. Do not worry about sinking Kotone's ship. I've provided some torpedo bulkheads to help mitigate any damage."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato looks towards Musashi, whispering. "I hate to send you out like this but head to Mamiya's and get a booth ready..." Turning back to the girls, "Firing them is going to be the trick. Some girls kick them out, others fire them out like rockets. There's no trigger, so order your fairy to launch them but make sure there is no other ship in the way other than what you're trying to sink. Now, go! Your torpedo racks will rearm in ten seconds after a launch!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Akizuki makes a gesture, then breaks out of the formation, leaning aside as she does so. A few moments later, the black-haired Hayashimo takes her place. A much quieter girl, her communications come through the local radio, relayed by fairies in the various equipment, rather than voice carried through the air.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Torpedo run. It is important to know range. ...Also speed." A hand raises, though she doesn't look back towards her students, "Yours. Type 90. At full size, eight kilometer range. ...Speed of sixty knots. ...In this size... Eighty meters. Speed is the same. ...In most fights... it doesn't matter as much. ...But always remember."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The quieter kanmusu leans into another turn, angling herself towards the Bluenose. The launchers on her legs flip forward at a slight upward angle, "Estimate range. Speed of target. Lead." She leans again, suddenly the other direction. With a hiss of compressed air, the torpedoes on her left leg's launcher launch out of their tubes and splash into the water. Leaning the other way, her right leg's launcher does the same, and she follows through with the turn. One hand extends, though the wakes of the torpedoes are almost impossible to see, "...Watch. Follow."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Do it now."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Watching Naikui while she fired would possibly be mildly unnerving; she had gone entirely emotionless and cold as she gave the orders for aiming. She was adjusting and learning 'efficiently', but it did have that certain lack of emotion that could be very unnerving for someone who is used to being around people who were very emotional. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui falls silent and listens to Nagato's orders on the torpedos, saying that her faeries will help aim them. So each weapon was a teamwork effort. That wasn't really one of Naikui's strong suits, at least not in that kind of context. With her magic it was easier, but using a weapon... it was less... pleasant. She takes a slow breath <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She focuses on listening to the much quieter Hayashimo as she joins in, beginning to explain how to fire the torpedos, their speed. Knots. What was a knot? She frowns thoughtfully, before giving a small nod, sharp eyes watching as Hayashimo fires her torpedoes. Okay. She moves to follow after the quieter Kanmusu, mimicing her motion and that lean. She points towards the target, her eyes narrowing. "...Left tubes, narrow spread, right tubes, wide spread." Naikui says softly, as the two pairs of torpedo tubes fire a combined spread of torpedos, basically aiming for a 'saturate the area so that it's very unlikely to miss' tactic on the torpedo spread. Afterwards, she turns to follow Hayashimo's path to make sure that she's out of everyone else's torpedo's path. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Bummed as she was about her less-than-stellar show at the gun range, Hoshi's got one last thing she needs to focus on. Torpedoes. Hoshi glances down at the cannisters holding them on her thighs, and she nods firmly. She might not have done to hot then, and she might not this time, but she'll stubborn this down if she has to. "Alright... Here we go!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi gets herself ready for a bigger burst of speed as she pulls ahead for the torpedo run. Kotone wasn't moving, she had more than enough range--the knots was something she'd have to pick up later. "Fire three! Fire torpedoes, right leg, even split!" The silos all come to life as she dips a bit to her right to deposit them into the water. The five go out slowly, Hoshi counting off the time between fire and impact. She's probably off with a good two of them, but she's hoping... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Whether or not she hits, though, she's quick to get back to her place to clear the lane.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>While not a naval ship like it's name sake? Kotone's ship the Bluenose is hovering a bit in the water, making use of it's lift systems to play the part of a naval shjip after all that's the nture of the exercise, right? It's coming in at a good clip as the destoryers are making their moves. She's more of a creature of land and space but she trcks their movments the ships. <br /><br /> "Slipblot you handle the missile launchers, they are loaded with training rounds, good job on getting them. The ship would be seen coming in and that's when the fire starts first there's a salvo of missiles launched from the ship's weapohn pods focuing on the destroyers trying to make them keep their heads down followed up by the ship's guns firing paint round and the missiles are much the same as the hailstorm of fire is now comming the destroyer's way and possibly even the testers as well. If one gets hit thery will be covered in the most annoying bright neon coloured paint.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna smiles sheepishly at Amakasu's praise. "It's kind of like what I already do with some of my armors," she admits. "Jiina and her sisters do the hard work when I need their beam cannons or whatever -"<br /><br />Nagato gives further instructions, and Yuna's attention shifts back to the admiral ... as she says to launch torpedoes at Kotone's ship.<br /><br />"They're ... training torpedoes, right? Just make a big pop but won't do any real damage?"<br /><br />They *have* to be - Nagato wouldn't give them full-powered torpedoes for a training cruise, right? But there isn't really time to double back and confirm the orders; the formation's already settling in for the 'attack run' and Yuna isn't sure how to make her torpedoes launch. It's not just as easy as letting the equipment fairies do the work this time - and Yuna's fairies are certainly already working hard to keep her afloat. Yuna's got to do part of this herself, at least. She glances down at the torpedo tubes mounted practically on her ankles. She can't exactly lift her feet out of the water entirely to realign them for better launching, so ...<br /><br />"Targeting the Bluenose," Yuna reports; words do have power, and shaping her intention verbally may help. "Torpedoes armed ... launching!"<br /><br />And if her will is matched to what should happen, the torpedoes 'pop' out like champagne corks before splashing into the water and accelerating towards the Bluenose. Yuna stays in formation, but she watches where her torpedoes should be going until they go off ...<br /><br />She DID kind of forget to dodge, though, so Kotone's most likely making her pay for that!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Missiles, a hailstorm of missiles, and practice rounds. Naikui hadn't heard the initial warning to fire. So, as the guns begin to open fire, and the missiles come flying towards her and the others, Naikui turns fully towards the Bluenose, her eyes growing sharp as that glow began again. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her movements shifted and it became quickly obvious that she was 'cheating', as her movements were wrong for a fleet daughter, and she began to move ~just~ enough to avoid the worst of the incoming bullet and missilefire. She turned to follow the formation shortly afterwards -- returning to not cheating, and moving as best as she could to take evasive maneuvers... but for those first few moments, that had been an utterly, terrifyingly /<span class=" bold_fg_r bg_n ++ hr">furious</span>/ glare, straight at Kotone. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then as fast as it had come, it was gone, and Naikui was back into the group -- likely after she had realized it was just paint rounds, and not her firing anything actually /dangerous/. And as she moved after the 'superior' submarine, she even took some paint rounds to her side here and there. It had just been that moment of surprise there that had caused the slip in cheerfulness. "My my! What a surprise~." She says cheerfully, moving as best as she could to be unpredictable and difficult to hit, even as she stays more or less in formation. Of course, her relative inexperience -- even if she's watched the other fleet daughters -- means that she does almost loose balance on a few of her turns, which meant that several of the shells struck her. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi had been pretty late to hear the order to fire, so she notices more because all of a sudden she's getting hit, paint splattering on the back of her legs and her back, a good four or five. Hoshi nearly buckles when she gets an impact on the back of her left knee, but she stubbornly turns it into a strafing turn. Skiiing. It was more like self-powered skiiing. That in mind, she starts doing more gentle slalom to evade the fire. "I have to make another attack! I still have torpedoes. Let's go!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi stubbornly turns towards the Bluenose, facing the source of the fire as she keeps trying to roughly serpentine. One manages to find it's mark on her chin, but she grits her teeth. "Fire torpedoes, left leg, wide spread! Get her, guys!" She dips again, pushing the last of her torpedoes in before she pushes off, and... gets tagged a couple more times. Hoshi's face is grimly set when she brings herself back to line. "Ow."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Evasive maneuvering," Hayashimo's voice rings over the local radio, "...It's easier than it looks. ...Be unpredictable."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To emphasize, though Hayashimo's rigging has already taken a few hits, green paint standing out against the gray steel, she suddenly starts wiggling. A weaving motion on the waves that's a stark change from her graceful arcs before.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Wiggle. ...Wiggle. ...Wiggle."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It does make her a harder target for the gunpods' tracking systems, constantly having to recalibrate her trajectory, and it decreases the number of shots striking her rigging. The girl turns, leaning into the maneuver, once again staying as a moving target. "...Of course. ...The best defense..." Her own torpedo launchers have not reloaded, but as she turns towards the BlueNose, she lifts her hand-held gun turret. The barrels elevate, then depress slightly as she sights in. After a moment, once she's content with the angle, she fires at the gunship's port-side gunpod with dark blue paintball rounds.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Disable a turret."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna's coming for her an thus? Kotone's now coming under under fire, the torpedoes are live and in the water, thankfully the blasts are not enough to do hull damage, she's also turned off the shields so physical training rounds can get past. After all this is a training exercise for the Fleet, is it not? Yuna's torpedoes are on the mark, well some make it through, Kotone's shifted the guns and takes out a few before they impact but several get past. They hit and explode in bight colours you'd expect from old Dazzle Camo patterns all over the stern of the Bluenose. Someone's going to having to clean the ship off after all this is over, or she might just leave it for a bit as it could amuse her depending on how it all turns out. <br /><br /> Kotone even in the ship is feeling the glare from Nasa somehow. She's not sure how but she's sure she's getting a death glare. <br /><br /> More are coming in from Hoshi who has endured the blasts of paint round, and she knows Hoshi is going to want some pay back on her. The Torpedoes fire, and Kotone brings the guns into play again, but it's not enough to stop the majority of the salvo and these ones catch it in the brow leaving a big splot of multi coloured paint in it's way. It's also blocking the bridge's view ports which means she's going to have to rely on camera now at this point. <br /><br /> Kotone is fighting a losing battle against a large formation of fighters like this but this is hopefully helping them to learn to fight better. They are at war and every edge to get back alive is important and it seems Hayashimo is learning quickly as she's got a plan which seems to be working well as she makes use of her deck guns the paint balls are launched. The destroyer's aim's on the mark as they impact with several of the weapon emplacements. <br /><br /> At the call to stop firing the weapons of Kotone's ship go silent and it floats there covered in gaudy paint.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives the order to cease fire and to rally at her. The destroyers, and Secret Type Destroyers, are given a nod as they approach. "You all have done well. Shigure, Nowaki, Hayashimo, Akizuki, you've earned a good rest as well. Thank you for your time to show them." as she turns to Hoshi, Naiuki and Yuna, she does that rare thing again and smiles. "For a first training session with new experimental equipment, you three have adapted decently."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She takes a soft breath and nods, "Your next lesson will be soon, we won't focus on anti air tonight. The next lesson will involve fleet tactics. I'm sending you three on expedition with an experienced destroyer and Atago." she turns to look towards Akizuki again, "Akizuki, I do not like sending my best anti air destroyer out like this, but I would like you to be flagship of this operation." she hesitates a bit, and turns back towards the three "This expedition will involve live ammunition as a precautionary measure. The area I will be sending to you, from reports, do not have any Abyssal ships to worry about, however, it's better safe."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Any questions? If there are none, you are all dismissed. Sail back to the docks, the bay will strip you of your gear and you are to report to Mamiya's for parfaits. My treat for doing well."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:367|Na`Sabal-Une Fang (367)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The firing ship went silent. Everyone was calmly doing what they were supposed to, and Hayashimo was showing an interesting and useful tactic to make note of for the next exercises. She took a soft breath as Naikui's mind calmed and returned completely back to normal. That had not been betrayal, just a part of the exercise. Nobody was going to betray her here. Right. Okay. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The danger was passed, and now Naikui had turned to quickly return to Nagato's position, moving calmly. She was half-expecting they were returning to that position for harsh words, which was understandable. She had been using her magic, and had moved out of formation. Naikui, and the Nasa underneath her, was fully expecting that. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naikui stops in front of Nagato, her back straight as she looks towards her. Her ears twitch underneath the illusion at the seeming lack of comment with regards to what she had been expecting. Hmm. She didn't fully relax though. "An expedition? ... Okay. I will prepare for it." Naikui says softly, bowing her head slightly towards Nagato, her head lifting. Report to Mamiya's for parfaits. Naikui shifts slightly in place, before speaking into the radio. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Parfaits at Mamiya's.<br /><br />Now THAT is a REWARD. Yuna hasn't had the chance to eat at Mamiya's before, but she's heard some of the kanmusu talking about it - and as a girl, Yuna is genetically preconditioned to love ice cream. Her favorite is still the soft-serve ice cream from Paffy's back home, but if Mamiya's lives up to its reputation, this should give Paffy's a serious run for their money.<br /><br />Forgetting exactly where she is and what it takes to stay on top of the water, Yuna bows deeply to Nagato. "Thank you very mu--"<br /><br />*BLUBLUB*<br /><br />... and nearly capsizes herself in the process of overbalancing, dunking her face, and practically rolling through three-quarters of a circle before she comes to rest on her back, drenched but floating. At least the uniforms from Hikari shed water in a decent hurry, that could have been embarassing. ... Well, more embarassing than it actually was.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sliding to a halt some meters from the Flagship, Hayashimo folds her hands in front of herself, her cannon hanging from her fingers. Beside her, respectfully distant given her larger equipment, Akizuki also comes to a stop, and they both hear hte battleship out with mixed visible interest. Hayashimo, as usual, doesn't emote very well, but as the praise is poured on, Akizuki's face brightens up. At either side, her Choujuucentihou-chans lift up their pawflippers and whirr excitedly.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"A-ah, of course! I"m happy to help, Flagship!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Assistance is okay," the quieter kanmusu murmurs. When Yuna spills, she doesn't skip a beat, leaning down and offering the tumbled idol her hand to help her back up, "...The rigging is heavy. ...Don't overbalance like that."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mentioning sending Akizuki out gets both girls' attention, though. The raven-haired girl just glances towards Nagato with a little 'nn' sound, while as usual Akizuki emotes much more, "F-flagship? You want me to be an expedition flagship?" A bit stunned, at first, she straightens up quickly, "I-I'll do my best!"<br /> <br />t"...nnn," Hayashimo makes that sound again.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A little worse for wear, but not out. Hoshi makes her way over to Nagato's position after the order comes through, slowly coming to a stop near her. She's grinning again, at least somewhat, and she blushes a bit when she gets praise. Hell of a day, but it's worth it. Just sweet enough to be nice~ "Hehe. Thanks, Admiral. I'm really grateful you let me use this stuff." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The mention of an expedition causes Hoshi to cough slightly. She... might just have to bring her cramming materials with her on this. Finals were coming up. And... guns. Live guns. Hoshi lets out a tiny, quiet sigh. "Yes ma'am. No questions, ma'am." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi winces sympathetically as Yuna goes down, but she grins in what she hopes is an encouraging manner when she's righted again. Nasa gets a similar grin, this one a little bit teasing. "No magic next time, Ms. Sabune. Tsk tsk." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Seeing Akizuki's excitement over being handed something like this was a bit infectious. Hoshi's grinning a lot more cheerfully, and the dismissal and offer of those particular parfaits gets her to kick her engines in to start going towards the dock. "Badass girls! Haha, whoo--whoa! Haha..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa gets the call in to come form up with Nagato and the Bluenose does that it hangs back a bit given it's size and not wanring to run over anyone els here but it's clear Kotone's listening for the moment as there's a small hover drone which has been launched a moment after she arrived. <br /><br /> "I do have one I'd like to try to help with further testing of the support gear at a future point if your willing to allow it. Other than that no other questions." <br /><br /> Then the mention of Parfaits that gets Kotone's attention. <br /><br /> "You all dod pretty well I think I'm just gld I was helping and congratulations Akizuki!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a nod and starts sailing off herself, in the complete opposite direction of the launch bays, the bronze skinned woman is following along with her. "Do you think this is a good idea, Nagato? The resource cost might be too great." Musashi has only a slight bit of concern in her voice, with Nagato shaking her head. "To be honest, yes. The resource cost for destroyer equipment is low. Modeled after the Kagerou class for efficiency. At least according to Yuubari's reports."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato shakes her head again, "And having them means more to the fight against the Abyssals, on even footing."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"We don't know how the repair baths will affect them, if at all. Think of what you're doing before you send them on a real sortie, Nagato."<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi had been a little surprised when she'd heard Nagato on the radio, going on a night patrol. For a second, Hoshi had thought she'd been asking for a volunteer to go with her, and she'd happily offered herself. Come to find out that Nagato didn't actually /need/ her, but was willing to let her come anyway. Hoshi's not one to make herself a liar, so she quickly dresses in the new uniform that she'd gotten as Nagato's present and dashed outside, towards the docks. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For a moment, she has to appreciate the image in front of her; the moon on the slow and gentle waves of a calm sea. Not a half-bad way to spend a night. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When she makes it to the building shielding the docks, Hoshi peeks through the door before stepping in, making her way to her assigned lane as she looked around. "Admiral? You here, ma'am?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The cool evening breeze washes over Hikari, the gentle waves roll into the barricades for the island and, for all purposes, the base is nice and quiet. There are spotlights illuminating the ocean around the immediate base and a lighthouse to warn any ship who dares to get close. Though, for now, the Admiral awaits for a certain special destroyer. Nagato is standing at lane one, face forward to the bay's exit, her face stoic as the chill breeze musses with her hair.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Amakasu." she states simply, "Good of you to join me." her eyes close and head is lowered. "I suppose we can have an evening talk as well while on patrol expedition." Nagato's head tilts to the left to look at Amakasu and her lane. "Deploy, please." Nagato's head looks forward once more, and off she goes down the loading bay and into the ocean, quickly in her land kit out. Once she exits the bay, she holds herself still a few hundred yards out.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Amakasu does deploy, it's a lot less rocky than the first one. The equipment is lighter and there is a shoulder mounted search light added to the kit this evening. And to her side is what looks like a flare gun, loaded with the fleet's Star Shells. her standard equipment, however, is still there.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ah, there she was. Hoshi raises her hand and waves with a small grin. "No worries, Admiral." Though, the mention of an evening talk... Hoshi tilts her head slightly, but decides not to ask for now. "I'd be glad to give you some company. Besides, I need to get more practice anyway." She watches Nagato load up and roll out, marveling at how easy she made it look. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once Nagato's free of the building, Hoshi hops up on the pad and sets herself. "Deploy!" The feeling of the equipment being set on her was still fairly odd, but the lighter weight was pretty nice, and once she's all set she goes out to join Nagato, with only a few tiny unsteady wiggles that are thankfully covered up by the darkness. "Ahh, there we go. This is a lot better." She grins brightly, reaching up to flick on the searchlight as she comes up beside the Admiral. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once she's at a stop, she gives a thumbs-up to Nagato. "Good news, I didn't go down again! Do you do this alone every time?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Seeing the outfit on Hoshi gives Nagato that smile. "I see you are welcoming your position in this fleet, Amakasu." and a nod is given, "Practice when you can, perhaps I may assign you as flagship to a fleet once you're confident enough." of course, the idea in mind being something easy... "I normally send a specialized fleet to handle nightly expeditions, however, this once I make an exception." She turns to look up to the moon, "I do not normally go on expedition. It's expensive on the fleet for me to deploy."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"However, there are occasions where I do go.. one such as this." and with a nod as the searchlight is activated, Nagato heads forth. "We're going two miles out of Hikari, circling around at half speed. By the time we return to this position, it should be daylight." continuing on, Nagato leans forward and starts moving again, "Amakasu, I have to ask. When I made the offer, what was going through your head at the time."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato slows a bit to allow the 'destroyer' to come by, "Line abreast formation. Stay on my right." she looks forward again, "Aside from Naikui, who I forcibly recruited, you're the first willing recruit." Nagato's arm moves to the right, pointing a bit, "Shine over there, just move your torso. YOu'll still move forward and you'll be able to shine the light where you need."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi was looking around slowly, but she jerks her head back to Nagato and blushes slightly in the dark. "Well, of course. I promised I'd do my best, so naturally that'd mean I'd devote my time to it." She coughs a bit as she looks away. "Do you really think me being flagship would be a good idea, though? I mean, sure, I've been captain of kendo clubs, but this is... pretty different." Still, apparently Hoshi's luck was pretty good today. She got to go on a solo mission with the Admiral, on a rare night! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's instructions are pretty clear, so Hoshi nods and starts to follow. All the way until daylight, huh? Hoshi winces inwardly. School tomorrow was going to be a fun experience. Oh well--her choice, her punishment. That's how these things went. "How I felt, huh... Well, I was still feeling pretty crappy after everything that happened, but you took the time to talk me down and help me feel better. Then... I dunno, I guess I felt trusted. I'd been complaining that I couldn't do enough, and you offered me a chance to do more. There's no way I could've turned it down." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi settles into the formation easily enough, and she directs the light to start sweeping along in the direction Nagato had indicated. A few birds scatter at the sudden glare. "Doesn't Kagurazaka count? Or, well, maybe not... Doesn't matter. Like I said, I wanted to do more, and you came at just the right time to offer it. Not to mention, you're really pretty and cool! It's like working for an actual hero. Plus the girls are all pretty cool."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"May..." Nagato reinforces, "A flagship has a lot of responsibility. Something I am not ready to have you, Kagurazaka or Naikui experience yet." it was a stern voice but one of care. "But, I admire your devotion to this." a nod is given and she continues on, "Good, now move in front of me and to my left, shine to the left." Nagato slows just a bit to allow the maneuver to take place, listening to Amakasu, "I see, you took the offer to better yourself."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato shakes her head, she didn't have a choice in the matter... "Kagurazaka doesn't. I never formally made an offer." the birds get a look, must be a rock formation near by. "Careful around this area. You do not want to trip over rocks." she warns. "Right place, right time, huh?" a concept she didn't know that well, then the 'pretty' comment causes the admiral to make a really strange noise... one of shock and surprise. "Mmm, hero... I've read a few books over what I used to be... the pride of the Imperial Japanese Navy's fleet."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So that's why there was stoicism in her voice normally, "My girls do try to make everyone feel at home, Amakasu. You aren't an exception to this. I do believe that everything is going well with you fitting in with the Fleet am I correct?" she'll have to talk to DesDiv6 to see how that was going... "We're going to make a small turn over here."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Right, right. Hoshi smiles a bit as she relaxes. "Yeah, I figured that was the case. Akizuka was really excited when you told her to be flagship. The type of excited someone gets when they're being trusted with something big." Leaning forward, she coaxes a bit more speed from her engines and completes the manouver as directed. Hoshi's eyes follow after the light along with her searchlight. It felt a bit rude, but this /was/ supposed to be a patrol. "Yeah, I guess." She chuckles. "I never expected it, but it's been really awesome so far." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The mention of rocks has Hoshi gulping as she quickly glances down at the water around her feet. It would be just her luck if she made a fool of herself now. This ends when Hoshi turns around to look at Nagato with a huge grin. "What is it with the Union? Aside from Ms. Germanicus, I guess. Look, I hate lying. I'm telling you the truth: you're really pretty. Don't be so surprised!" She chuckles a bit as she looks back out. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The kendo girl winces a bit. She knows about the Nagato, alright. If there's one thing they didn't skimp on in school, it was World War II. "And you were sunk, huh... Y-yeah, everyone's been really nice. Though, the lady you told me to report to for training... Is she okay?" Despite the dubiousness of the statement, it seems Hoshi's saying it with complete honesty.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Akizuki." Nagato corrects and then nods. "It's a learning experience for myself as well, to take on a human, to put into our own equipment and to train as a girl of the fleet. Musashi and Mutsu were doubtful of this, but I believe with your continued effort, they will see it properly." She gives a brief nod as she follows the searchlight, "All clear. Face forward, increase speed. Keep in line abreast." the orders continue and the battleship gives a soft exhale.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Beauty is not a facet the Fleet strives for. We are warships first." a pause, "I appreciate your honesty, and..." an inhale.. "Thank you. You look good in your Fleet outfit as well and like a proper member of the fleet with the equipment." Nagato's attempt at a compliment, maybe? then the S word is said... "I was. I came to resent being sunk by the ones who cared for me. It... turned me into one of them."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I did atrocious acts as an Abyssal, Amakasu. I sank many ships, who knows the crew compliment on most of them..." she turns an eye to the girl, "Fortunately, you will never experience that. The dark depths of the ocean... twisting and warping your sense of self... filling you with the hatred of living people on the surface..." a pause, "I was sunk again... but when I came to, you're looking at what I came back as."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Enough about that, she's fine and I look forward to seeing the results of it." she looks forward, though that knowledge still paints a picture on the Admiral's face. She's recalling the events..<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Whoops. Hoshi coughs and rubs at her forehead. "Akizuki, yeah. Sorry. I'm actually a little surprised that you decided to do something this important for a kid like me. I'm no hero..." she says quietly. "But you did trust me with it, so you know I'm going to bust my butt for it." With the all clear, Hoshi relaxes a bit and increases her speed, keeping herself close by the Admiral's side. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"That's fair," Hoshi can't really argue with that. She strove for kendo and ended up coming out almost looking like a guy, in her view. It was a worthy sacrifice, in her view. She smiles over at Nagato and gives a nod. "Thank you. Man, next time I get this stuff on I want to take a picture..." This jovial mood leaves immediately as Hoshi goes dead silent, a look of sorrow etched on her face. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She listens to Nagato's description intently as they go along. When the Admiral finishes, she lets out a small sigh. "Thank you for telling me about this. I'm sorry such a horrible thing happened. It probably doesn't help, but I'm glad that you were able to leave that place and come here to be with everyone. But... does that mean that we can free the other Abyssals somehow?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The slightly abrupt shut-out has Hoshi wince a bit and go silent for a time, cruising along. Eventually, she says quietly, "You trusted me with your story... Do you want to hear mine? You don't have to if you don't want to! But... y'know, interest of fairness."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"That does not mean you can't achieve it, now does it?" she replies back to the hero comment. "And yes, I do trust you. I expect great things." probably too great but. "I'll have one of the carriers record a video of your next launch, Amakasu and give you the video. Along with recording a training session. I'm sure your parents will approve of it." a pause, "Speaking of. They /do/ know, do they?" her eyes turn towards Amakasu in a judging gaze, before moving forward.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato does answer the question during the brief moment of silence. "It is and .. that's how we've recovered a few girls. Yamashiro was one of them." she nods, "It takes an event of sinking the right Abyssal ship and preperation. We have to go out wanting to recover the girl, but it's rare that we can. Even with the vast fleet, there are still girls we haven't recovered..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The silence goes again, the offer of the story is given and Nagato nods, "If you wish. I will not force it out of you. I only offered mine as a reference for your studies..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi blushes a bit, rubbing her face again with a small snicker. "Maybe. I never thought something like that would've been possible for me before, though. If you've got expectations, though, that just means I'll have to fulfill them!... Given enough time and training, anyway." Hoshi grins over her shoulder. A video, huh? Her dad might be okay with it, but it'll probably scare her mom half to death. "Uh... Well, they know that I'm working with the Union? I'm not entirely sure if they'd believe half of what I told them." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So it /was/ possible. "Thank goodness. At least there's the chance. Maybe if we can learn a bit more, we can actually figure out a way to do it more regularly." She pauses, tapping her chin in thought. "Maybe it's something we could put to someone really smart in the Union. Scientists and stuff." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi takes a nice, long deep breath of the salty air. Story time. Okay. "That's okay. Uh... So. How this all started. Well, first I moved to Alberichstadt and started going to school at Drachenblatt Academy, and I heard a rumor. Go to a mirror during the witching hour and chant the spell, and you'd learn a secret. I'd heard something that I needed to know..." She sighs, and continues slowly. "Doesn't matter. So, I did the spell, and I found a secret. Me. Everything inside me that was bad and wrong, that I hid away. Then I got dragged through the mirror and thrown into the Mirror Forest." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her voice goes a little lower, her eyes firmly glued on the ocean beneath her feet. "I ended up running into my Shadow. Looked just like me, but she was like what I'd seen in the mirror. All my bad, pent-up stuff. And then, I managed to get away from her, and found the Wolf instead." Hoshi shivers. "I saw into it's eyes and saw the end of everything. Death in a form, right in front of me. Hungry. I thought I was going to die, but the Woodsman dragged me out and gave me Rosamond." She clears her throat and rubs at her face. "I'd ask if you think I'm crazy, but you're probably not too shocked, huh?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"When I joined, I didn't believe half the things I heard either." Nagato replies, nodding some , "There is a chance but... I'm not sure the smart people in the Union could help with this. We tend not to ask much of them." Nagato goes silent for a while as she listens to the story time from Amakasu. Most of this doesn't make sense to the Admiral, such as place names and spells, but... "You found yourself." she replies after the story. "You faced yourself and found your whole, right? It's... how most of the fleet came too. Found themselves after facing their death and came back to the place that welcomes them with open arms." its about as close to a resemblence she's going to get.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You've faced death and lived. Not many can say that. This Rosamond, however, who is it? You've referenced it a few times on our fleet radio. I would like to know what you, personally, are capable of outside of the gear, if you do not mind indulging the Admiral like this." Nagato actually turns her head to look at Amakasu this time, an interest in her gaze instead of the sad things she was thinking about. "Of course, only when you're ready.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi gives an uncomfortable little shrug. "I guess so? I've been told that my Persona is supposed to be my Ego personified. She's me, and I'm her. I think it's true, too--Rosamond has been hit by things, and I feel it too. I still don't really know why it all happened, though." She glances over curiously. "Well... Obviously I can't really tell you what to do, but what's the worst that could happen if someone was able to study the Abyssals? At worst, they'd say they can't do anything, and nothing is really lost." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato wanting details about Hoshi makes her snicker quietly. "Rosamond's my Persona, and... I don't really know much more than that. She's me, and I'm her. Probably the best way to explain is just to show you." She drifts a little further to the left and digs her locket out from under her shirt. Popping it open, she calls out clearly, "Persona!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Immediately, the sound of glass breaking echoes in the air as a strange blue mist forms around Hoshi. Her locket emits a piercing blue gleam as the mist begins to shift, taking form behind the kendo girl, shaping itself into a very tall woman, most of her face hidden by a hooded cloak. It's hard to tell in the dark, but it looks like she's wearing a muddy, ruined wedding dress under the cloak--and carrying a broadsword that's taller than Hoshi is with one hand. As soon as she's fully formed, the Persona takes flight, moving ahead of the two rapidly before disappearing again in the night. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"... Well, at least now we know she can fly, too. Progress."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Mm. It's like our armor. It takes damage, we receive damage." the similarities are uncanny so far with Amakasu and herself, she taps a finger to her chin and shakes her head, "Well, we've never been able to capture an abyssal... even dead." she comments, "But... this is an idea." she nods, "Perhaps we may try that one day. When we have a bit more preperation for it." with that, she nods, listening more to Amakasu and hmms, the noise catches her attention and she immediately looks around, then behind the kendo-girl.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The sight is, to put it lightly, magical. "A summoned creature." immediately, Nagato looks at Amakasu and nods, perhaps ... she can do that. "Perhaps I may let you learn under Ryuujou." as she turns to watch the now flying Persona before it dissapears. "Interesting. Very... very interesting." Nagato nods in content-ness. "Amakasu, you truely surprise me more and more the time you're in my fleet."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato takes a turn to the right, speeding up just slightly. "I do not expect you to stay the entire patrol. If you want, you can use the star shell launcher to illuminate a path back to Hikari. You are still more than welcome to stay with me during the entire patrol."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi tilts her head, and glances down at the armor that Nagato was wearing. It made sense. They were, after all, ships. "Huh... Alright then. And you never know, maybe if someone could even get a look at them, they might be able to see something... Magical? Strange? I don't know. I'm not really all that smart with things like this." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi flashes Nagato a grin, but her expression is somewhat strained. "Yeah. She's like me--we can use swords really well, but I don't think her magic is very strong. It looks cool, though, watch." Suddenly, there's a flash in the sky. Rosamond is directing the light of the moon from her sword onto the sea not far from them. The light turns bright golden, shaping itself into talismans and prayers that explode violently. Rosamond fades away, and Hoshi lets out a tiny little gasp of effort. "Whew... Man, I love her." Apparently she couldn't resist showing off, judging by the smile on her face. "Who is Ryuujo?... And thanks, I guess. Compared to you guys, though, I'm nothing too special." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi glances up at the moon. "Hmm... I /do/ need to actually sleep tonight. But I don't mind staying for a little longer. Say another hour, and I'll jet back."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's turrets track Rosamond as Nagato herself looks at the Persona. "Sounds like she's capable just like her owner." she comments, taking a brief look at Amakasu then back at the sky. "On the contrary, you're special. You've taken to sailing quite easily. I haven't seen too much of a mistake in your movements. You're getting better and with more practice, perhaps you and your Persona can ride the waves and perform at your very best. I see that in you."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The question about Ryuujou is given and she nods, "Ryuujou is a light aircraft carrier of the fleet. She's highly energetic and uses summoned planes to fight at a longer distance than most of us. Perhaps, one day, I can let you see if her style will fit you better. For now..." once Rosamond is out of the way, time for a fireworks display of her own. "Type three sanshiki loaded. Firing angle set..." the turrets seem to be moving to a high angle. "Cover your ears."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a loud yell, she shouts "FIRE!" and eight shells come blasting out of the turrets, a loud bang and plume of fire brightens the night as eight streaks hit the sky. It takes only a few moments once up there for them to burst apart into thousands of tinier fragments, designed to take out aircraft. To most... it looks like a fireworks display. "We'll continue it for one more hour and you can rest."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Now it's time for Hoshi to make surprised sounds. "Y-you think so, Admiral? Heh... Dunno if I'd call it easy, but thank you. I'll do my best to make sure I'm worth the trust you put into me for this." It's a nice thought. Running along the waves, helping to protect her new friends with Rosamond at her side. "Well, either way. Next time the Abyssals show up, we'll push them right back out. Same with the Feds. No problems if we all work together." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then... She's confused. "How do you summon a plane?... Are you guys magic, too? You might be right about it being a good fit for Rosamond and I, though. I guess we'll see?" When the turrets start moving, Hoshi's eyes widen, and she covers her ears with a squeak. The sound of the report blows through her fingers and nearly makes her jump, causing her to wobble awkwardly for a few seconds before catching herself. What she sees afterwards, though... "Heh... Funny how just the one of those can just wreck a person, huh? It looks almost like fireworks." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nodding, Hoshi comes closer again and stretches a bit. "Thanks for letting me come out, by the way. I like talking with you, Admiral." She smiles brightly over at the other woman, then settles in for the rest of her shift on the calm moonlit sea.<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Night time in Hikari generally meant a time of peace. Maybe the bunks weren't terribly comfortable, but the ocean played a soft lullaby against the sand of the shore that it could normally lull even the most awake person to sleep. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Not Hoshi, though. Not this time. In her bunk the light is on as she stares up at the ceiling. Judging by the bloodshot appearance of her eyes, she hadn't slept well at all recently. She glances at her phone to confirm the time, then groans and gets up to go to the door. She'll just... get some water. That should help. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Slowly pushing the door open, Hoshi glances around fearfully for any other girls. She'd been in her room all day refusing to talk, and she didn't really feel like it now. Closing the door quietly behind her, Hoshi starts to tiptoe down the dark hallway towards... somewhere. Anywhere.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Down the hall, in another room, a light is on. Usually this late, everyone at Hikari is usually asleep or out on a night expedition. Nagato, however, is another story. The everbusy Admiral is up and awake, the sound of a typewriter echoing lightly in the hallways. Only light mumbling could be heard between each stroke of the keys. "Hikari... Improvement.. Project..." are three words that could be made out admist the typing sounds.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Inside the room, Nagato's hunched over a fancy looking black desk, fancy paper nearby with a letterhead marking. "Time to get this document finished for Jeannette... and prepare for wednesday... then touring Galandia later this week... approving the base upgrades next week..." she sighs softly, looking back to her bed before shaking her head. Mutsu is sound asleep on it, despite the racket and Atago is up above that...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a brief smile and cuts the light, only to slip out the door and take a walk herself.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Distantly, Hoshi could hear the rhythmic tapping and could hazard well enough what it was. That's why she goes out of her way to avoid approaching the Admiral's room. If she ended up interrupting the Admiral on something more important, she'd never let herself hear the end of it. It makes her trip take a little longer... Why did she even leave her bed, anyway? <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi stops dead, grimancing as fresh memories plaster themselves against her brain. Barefoot, no sword, in her PJs, she was so /dumb/. THe kendo girl spins on her heels as she starts making her way back towards her room, shoulders and expression stiff. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The closer she comes to her room, the more she picks up her speed. Eventually she whips around a corner, panting quietly--and runs straight into the much taller Nagato. Hoshi bounces back and falls on her butt with a grunt, rubbing her face. "Uh... S-sorry, Admiral. I'll..." She pushes herself up, staring at the ground. "Go back to my bunk. Sorry for... yeah."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It doesn't even register to Nagato that someone's out of their bunks, much less does she move when Amakasu bumps right into her as she turns the corner too. "Ara...?" she muttered, looking down at to who or what ran into the battleship. "No, you're fine, Amakasu..." she reaches to pull the girl up but she gets up by herself, "What are you doing up this late? Is something troubling you?" comes the dreaded question, a concerned expression coming to Nagato's face.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You do not need to go back to your bunk, Amakasu. Let's take a walk, tell Nagato what's going on. You're part of the fleet, so I want to make sure everything is okay with all my girls, especially you." Nagato moves to place a hand on Amakasu's shoulder gently, giving a soft, comforting squeeze, "Mutsu and Atago are sleeping right now and I'm just taking a walk myself. Let me know what's going on."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In honesty, Hoshi had been hoping to just apologize quickly and slip away, but before she could start trying to edge away, the familiar questions came up. What's the matter, why are you so quiet, yadda yadda... She feels, for a moment, a spark of anger that just sort of... puffs out. It comes out of her as a quiet, long-suffering sigh. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It doesn't seem like there's any way to get out of this now. The teen flinches slightly out of the hand, but otherwise stays in close to Nagato as they start their walk. "It's a Mirror Forest thing," she says with dull resignation. "And I'm... not sure if I understand it fully myself. All I can really tell you is that I'm pretty sure one of my classmates died in there. I'm not that smart, I couldn't really figure it out." Hoping to change the subject, she lightly brushes her shoulder against the taller woman. "Any reason you're still awake? Sometimes it seems like you never sleep, Admiral."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I won't press the issue anymore, however, I am here if you are in need." Nagato comments, hearing the sigh and shaking her head, "While it might not be much of a comfort, I do apologize you lost someone there. Dear to you or not... I..." she shakes her head a bit, with the subject changing, "I was finalizing a document to provde much needed infrastructure and updating to Hikari Seaport. It's... a long affair wrought with red tape, language issues and who wants what." she shakes her head...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Sometimes I do not sleep, Amakasu." Nagato turns down a hallway and out the door, moving to sit on the stairs, staring up at the full moon in the sky washing the base with its radiance. "Sometimes, I worry about every single girl here and wonder if I have done right as their Admiral. Every single failed outing, every single shell hit they've taken..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The condolences are nice, at least. Hoshi's lips press into a tight line, folding her hands together tightly as they went. "Thanks," she mumbles. It's clearly pretty bad, whatever this is. She seizes upon the change in subject, though. "Oh, good. Uh... You know, my dad's a manager for a heavy industries company. I could ask him if he could do the work here." At least she can offer something. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As they come to the strairs drenched in moonlight, the teenager pauses and stares up at it as well. Slowly, she comes to plop down next to Nagato. "Is that what it's like to lead?" She quieries without looking away from the moon. "It's amazing you can do it... Doesn't really fill me with a lot of confidence, though. Not for Die Reisenden." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, Nagato made an admission. It's only fair she do the same. "We, uh... The mirrors were acting strangely, so a bunch of us went in to see if we needed to save someone. Turns out there was someone. Might've been from a Gauntlet to get their Persona. I guess he... failed." She leans against Nagato lightly, muttering with her face pressed against her bicep. "We found a monster. Ainsley figured out what it was. He... became a Shadow? His Shadow grew? All it knew was Disappointment. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"We all fought against it, but one of us tried to save it's life. He even got stabbed trying to save it. But instead... it tried to go towards me. It wanted to die, so it made me use Rosamond to do it." A couple of tears escape her eyes, and she snorts angrilly. "This is so stupid. I was one of the people saying we should kill it anyway, but... I actually killed it. What am I responsible for?... Alfonso, or the Shadow?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Perhaps I can ask if he would like the work then, Amakasu." Nagato gives a brief smile before staring at the moon. "A bottle of sake would be nice in this moonlight, honestly." she whispers, "I sometimes wonder if I can do it myself, Amakasu. Then I am reassured I can with you and the rest of the Fleet." a light scoffing sound, "Just never show weakness in front of Musashi, she will tell you a new one." her vision never breaks from the moon...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Die Reisenden?" comes a brief question, blinking just slightly as she looks down towards Amakasu, moving her arm just a bit to wrap it around the girl. She listens intently to what the girl is saying... those mirrors, huh? That trip she did with Amakasu to the Mirror Forest was an interesting one indeed, but this.. "He became Abyssal." she says, as if comparing it to her own experiences. "And you sank it."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's finger moves to wipe up those tears and gives a light sigh, "This is an answer I am not sure I can give you, Amakasu. You acted in your own defense and those of the fleet around you. If you've lost no one from something so keen on wanting to bring you and those others harm... you aren't responsible for either."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A small smile comes to her face, but it goes away quickly. "Yeah. I think he'd probably be really excited if he scored a big contract like this." A bottle of sake in the moonlight. The image, and Nagato calmly sipping at a traditional cup, is actually sort of calming for herself. "I've never heard of that before, sake by night. Then again, I'm not really supposed to drink, either..." Showing weakness in front of Musashi was clearly something that she didn't want to do, and she nods quickly to show it. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ahh... Die Reisenden. "It's the group of people who want to figure out what's happening in the Mirror Forest. We're supposed to be a team. We're really not. Half of us are at each other's throats all the time." The answer that Nagato comes to makes sense, too. "Yeah... I guess he did do that. Ainsley said it just wanted to die, so..." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But it /was/ her responsibility, wasn't it? Wasn't that what it meant to take a life? "I guess... I don't know. I thought we were supposed to be saving people, anyway, Admiral. Then this happens, and... Too late to do anything."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Then I should have a few words with him someday." she comments, turning back towards the girl, getting a feel for what Die Reisenden was... completely unorganized. "Perhaps... you should show them what it means to be a team. Be their Flagship. Be their Admiral." she gives a brief smile, "You've accepted the role as a destroyer, you've embraced your role as one of our own. Some of the destroyer groups here talk about you too."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"There are some things..." Nagato pauses a bit, looking back towards the moon.. Samar, the Abyssal Battleship Princess... "There are some things that just cannot be saved... so you do your best to give them... the best. Let them free of their miserable existance." her tone becomes a bit dark... "As Admiral, I've had to sink plenty of Abyssals, only to leave home empty handed... and seeing some of my own sunk."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I used to consider that being too late, but with everything that has been going on... I've learned to ... move on and to do my best to save the next one." her hands clench up and grip the stone steps.. "Admiral..." she whispers. "We can only look to the future, Amakasu and learn from our past."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Blinking, the teenager looks up towards Nagato's face with incredulous eyes. "Me? Lead them? The other Persona users don't like me at all--and besides, I'm not even that smart. I'd just make a mess of things." She /has/ embraced being a destroyer, and part of the fleet, but this and that were two entirely different things. "I'm sure the other destroyer girls are really nice, but I'm an idiot. There's no way it would happen and end well." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Bringing her knees towards her, Hoshi sets her chin against them, still leaning lightly against her Admiral. This reminded her of their first expedition, when they'd found the Abyssals with the sunken carrier. She agreed, it was probably better that the Shadow died, but... "It still feels so much worse, that I had to do it. Why choose /me/ to do it...?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In honesty, Hoshi wasn't even sure if there was anything they could've done to save Alfonso's life. He'd taken the Gauntlet, so he'd chosen to go in, whether he knew it or not. "Why does it have to be so hard?" Hoshi mumbles quietly. "Is there something that likes destroying teenagers? The hell did we do to deserve this, anyway?..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I would not have enlisted an idiot around my equipment. I would not have enlisted an idiot around my port. I would not have enlisted an idiot to be amongst the girls I so care about..." she turns towards Amakasu and frowns, "Amakasu... you are not an idiot on this I swear with honor." she watches the girl and gives a bit of a sigh, "IS this the first time you've taken a life? Is this the first time you ended something horrible? It's all the better for you to lead them, you've experienced what it was like... you have the power to change it."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She listens a bit more, "The hell did we do to end up as Abyssal ships." she comments, "I'm still trying to figure that one out, Amakasu. Perhaps there will never be an answer. Perhaps there will never be an answer for your question either. We just go day by day, living our life without thinking about it." she tugs her Destroyer in tightly, "It's hard... because you know you did the right thing." a pause, then she shakes her head, "I know not of what else you deal with as a Persona user... perhaps I am just not experienced enough to know. Perhaps... I should traverse the forest as well to find out what you deal with."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wow, Nagato actually gets... pretty upset about it. She opens her mouth to agrue, but eventually just sort of shrugs slightly as she looks away. "If you say so, Admiral." Yes, she's just trying to avoid confronting this particular part of the argument any further. Instead, she siezes on the other question. "I... Not really? Maybe? We'd fought somebody's Shadow before, and killed it, but the other person was alive... I guess this is the first time for me personally." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's question is just as legitimate as Hoshi's. She, of course, has no answer either. Just a dumb kid who was lucky to survive and got a Persona out of it. Alfonso hadn't been as lucky, clearly. The spark of anger flares up again. "We'll make it stop eventually," she mutters. "We just have to figure out what's happening in the Forest so we can make it stop." She glances over at her Admiral curiously. "I mean... You can, I guess. I'm not really sure if you'll end up liking the people there much, either."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato nods, she knew that dismissal type there. She used it a few times with Mutsu too... "I see. Then, Amakasu..." she thinks.. listening to that muttering, a nod is given. "Amakasu, as part of the Hikari Fleet, you are under my protection just like everyone else here." Nagato takes a small breath, resting a hand on Amakasu's back, rubbing it gently, "If you will allow it, I would like to protect you in the Mirror Forest as well and help you make this stop. Just like you help make this fleet whole."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I do not intend to like the people there, not after the last time I was in with you." that French general... the ambush, that weird bird man and his grey fleshed friend... "Admittedly, the encounter had me only slightly worried. It's rare that I've gotten into sortie with otherworldly beings without my rigging."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Looking up at Nagato with wide eyes, Hoshi stiffens and gives a small squeak when Nagato touches her back. She stiffens somewhat, as well. It was... surprising, is all. She'd never expected Nagato to actually show much affection like that. Eventually, she shrugs a bit and shuffles in a little closer to the Admiral. "Yeah... Sure, Admiral. I'll let everyone know that you're going to come." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She had to admit, though, this might end up being tricky for many reasons. Who knows what would happen if Nagato and Ira were to meet? Or, even worse-- "Uh... Just so you know, Ordria Gudako is also part of the team." Might as well add the disclaimer now while she can. "Maybe... we can look into getting you a gun? Like, a rifle or something. I know it's not cannons, but it'd suck if you had to go in there unarmed all the time."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato wraps that arm around Amakasu. "Understood. When you are ready to sortie there, seek me out and I shall come." she briefly nods and holds the Destroyer close. "You'll have me around to protect, don't worry." a pause is given, "A gun? As in small arms? That will probably do. I do not mind using my fists to defend myself or you."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then it's done. "Welcome to Die Reisenden, I guess," Hoshi says quietly. She takes a moment to dig out her phone so that she can give the Admiral the frequency that they all chatted on. "If you want, you can introduce yourself. Uh..." She sighs when she hears whose on and what they're griping about. "... Yeeeaaaah. Anyway, it'll be nice to have someone else to watch over us in there." For a moment, Hoshi considers Nagato with an elephant gun, still calling it small. It gets a little giggle out of her. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Glancing back at her radio guiltily, she sighs. "This is probably going to be super awkward. Sorry, Admiral."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once the Admiral has the frequency commited to memory, her radio buzzes with sound... and bickering. "So this is Die Reisenden..." she turns towards Amakasu and gives a frown, but that giggle does eliminate it quite quickly, "I see why you... are concerned..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;What can Hoshi do but give one, big, helpless shrug? "This is what I have to work with," she says honestly. Yes, this gang of weirdos, miscreants, and outright villains are supposed to be the ones who are going to solve the mystery and save Alberichstadt. Isn't it just so heartwarming? "It's not like that all the time. We all really do want to make it stop. But we're a bunch of teenagers who are supposed to know more about this, and we don't."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's look gets a bit blank, shaking her head. "I see. Too much bickering and not enough orginization..." she mutters, listening to the radio, "Then the first thing is first. Die Reisenden needs structure and orginization. With the way I'm hearing everything now, pardon me for being frank, but will you have the mental fortitude to continue your expedition to make this stop?" Nagato leans back and gives a slight yawn.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Amakasu, it's late. You should return to your bunk. I have one more letter to write and I will be retiring for the evening as well." a pause, "My door is open for you."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You're right," Hoshi says simply. No need to argue the point she already has accepted. Whether or not they'd be strong enough... Is a tossup that has Hoshi shrugging uncomfortably. "I guess we'll see, won't we?" Nagato's yawn ellicits one from the teenager, and she nods slowly as she gets up. "Right... Thanks for the talk, Admiral." She leans forward--almost hugging Nagato, before realizing what she's doing. With a cough, she instead offers a hand to help Nagato up. Then she retreated into the dark corridors to escape.<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It was only a bit of time before she set up Amakasu in her office, using one of the few Amuspheres she had in there thanks to a previous setup, Atago was there, just watching the girl, making sure everything was safe before Nagato headed back to the docks. Giving the girl her in game info, she gives a brief nod, and logs back in once she's settled.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once Amakasu's in game, she's struck with a room that shows the many different races of Alfheim and a floating, virtual keyboard in front of her that asks for her name.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Blink. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi was in Nagato's office, coming in to finally test out the thing she'd heard so much about recently. The past few days hadn't been that great, so maybe it was a time to relax. She laid down on the cot with the helmet on, closed her eyes... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Blink. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When she opens her eyes and sees the swirling structures around her, a slight grin comes to her face. "This is pretty cool," she says to no one in particular. She's never really be into games, but this VR stuff was great. She reaches out to touch the keyboard and freezes. She'd never been all that good at names... "Aw, screw it." Tap-tap-tap. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Name: Amakasu. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Now for the race. They all look pretty cool in that weird Western fantasy way, but she'd heard that the way they played was more important. So, she goes for the bigget, strongest character she can find: a Salamander. "Ehh... I wonder if we gotta keep the hair color," she wonders for a moment, then shrugs and taps on the Accept button.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana waits in Freelia, leaning back against one of the shops like she almost lives there, she taps her foot albeit impatiently. "Hmm, I wonder how long it'll take her to make a character here..." she muttered, checking her inventory for a few things.. Basic weapon of each type... basic armor of each type... Tana didn't exactly know WHAT Amakasu was going to be or do here, but she was at least going to be prepared like the Admiral she is.... or in this case.. the axe cat.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, back at Chargen... Once the decisions have been made, it's pretty much an unceremonious drop as the character creation room gives way to the actual world... in the sky. It starts dropping the newly made Salamander in her own cities territory, only slowing down to allow a safe and gentle touchdown for her.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;One second, Hoshi was standing in chargen. The next, she wasn't. It takes her a moment to realize what just happened, and when she does, she lets out a nice long panicked yell all the way down. When she actually approaches the ground, she brings up her arms and closes her eyes... Only to drop down gently onto the ground. Anyone in the area could probably see the noob and get a nice laugh at her expense. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once she's taken a moment to catch her breath and collect herself, the newly minted Amakasu the Salamander stands in her place. When she takes a step she wiggles a bit oddly, surprised at the extra weight and strength she had. The world seemed just a little smaller, too. "Oh man... I didn't know they could actually alter how the body feels. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a couple quick steps, she grins and starts trying out running, feeling powerful muscle respond to her commands. "This is great!" She whoops cheerfully. Looking around, though, she didn't see anyone that looked like Nagato's character had. "Uh... How exactly should I contact people in here, anyhow?..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana forgot one minor detail... finding out what character she was going to pick. It was easy with Staren there that they were all able to get together, but without Staren and the others.. "Well." she sighs, tapping her foot even more. "I figured she'd pick Cait Sith..." she shakes her head a bit and the wings come out before flying into the air to take a good look over the area... "Hmm... nothing..." Well, that leaves one thing.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She didn't want to do this but with no real choice, over the Fleet Radio comes a distinctly NOT Nagato voice... "Amakasu? Where are you?" it's obviously younger sounding than the Admiral's stern voice, "I'm in Freelia... you did choose Cait Sith right? Or did you choose something else? Better, what is your character name? I'll send a friend request that way."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, Amakasu is having the time of her life figuring out all the different ways that she can move, even hopping over benches and guard rails as quick as her bigger body would allow. This was actually pretty fun! Though she does her best to calm down and calm her breathing when she hears what should probably be Nagato on the radio. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Uh. I'm with a bunch of red-haired people. Salamanders, I think. I'm a Salamander. Do we start off on different areas?" Amakasu's voice is much deeper than it had been before, but she still probably sounds familiar when she coughs a bit. "I, uh. Am not good at naming things. My name is Amakasu." Which... might be a breach in some things. Using her real last name probably wasn't the best idea either. "Is there someplace we could meet up or something?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana hmms a bit, nodding. A few taps here and there and a 'friend request' should pop up near Amakasu's vision. "Alright, I should be on my way." once the friend request is accepted, she'll try sending a party request! "I don't remember if there's neutral ground somewhere but I'll try coming your way... now where did I put that crystal..." Tana gives a shrug and looks around. Time to fly, she guesses.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I'm in a section called Freelia, it should be accessable but I'll just head through the forest this way... should take me ... a bit less than... twenty minutes or so to get there if I'm cutting through all the things on the way. Look for a flying cat eared girl named Tana."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh, hey, friend request. For a second, Amakasu goes for a mouse that isn't there, then blushes and snickers to herself as she pulls her hand up to touch the accept button for both requests. "... Neutral ground? Aw crap, did I pick, like, the opposite faction or something? /Were/ there even factions? I don't remember this coming up for login..." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh well, doesn't matter. "Hey, so there's a map, right? I'll leave the town. If I'm on the opposite side it'd suck if you got attacked. I'll meet you outside!" And thus, she went diving for hidden AR buttons to fiddle around with while she pounds pavement towards what she /thinks/ is the exit. Only to miss a step going down, but thankfully she's able to catch herself and adjust. "Whoops--Whew. I'm--whoa--on the way!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'm not a hundred percent sure, I've barely been outside of Freelia and only to the forest for a couple dungeons. But I should be getting close!" she grins, time to see what her Destroyer looks like in game.. "I don't remember either, I was busy customizing my character... This is a good relaxing thing to do when you are in the docks."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It takes a while, more so when Tana has to land and recharge her flight time... She still hasn't mastered flight but she's decent without the controller now. "Mmm... a bit longer.." she mutters, looking for the marker for Amakasu. "Heh, she didn't even try to hide her name, oh well."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It doesn't take too much longer, her color cursor should be appearing soon... "Amakasu! Amakaaaasuuu!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It took a few more stumbles, trips, and near-disasters for Hoshi to start getting used to the peculiar way that a bigger, more heavily-muscled body moved, but eventually she hits the point that she's able to move confidently at a quick but easy pace. Years and years of daily jogs have made this sort of exercise easy to adapt to but strange. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Amakasu enters Tana's line of sight, the catgirl gets a view of Amakasu. Firstly, she's much bigger--coming in at just a hair below six feet, and fairly heavily muscled, to boot. Her face seems a lot more masculine than Hoshi's own, giving her a sort of big bifauxnen feel. Her long hair is done up in the same loose ponytail that Hoshi often wears. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Spotting Tana isn't too difficult after knowing what she looks like, so she acknowledges the shout with a wave and puts her head down, pumping her arms to increase her speed... right at Tana. She doesn't seem like she's slowing down, either. In fact, she straight doesn't, eraching down to pick up the smaller Cait-Sith and carry her along for a few feet until she slides to a stop. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hi," Amakasu says with a huge grin.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Too bad Tana wasn't there to see the stumbling, tripping and falling.. she'd have loved to see that but for now, it's meeting her destroyer. WHen in sight, she blinks, looking up at the name she's got in her party list and the color cursor over the larger Salamander's head. Did she get the right person? But there's that wave of acknowledgement...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"So that's Amakasu..." she muttered, "This isn't awkward at all." it was very awkward, though when she lands, she tilts her head... she was running. There didn't seem to be anything to run from outside the Salamander's area, but... then it dawns on her. A bit too late actually. Tana lets out a surprised mew when she's picked up and carried along a ways from the snatch.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"A... amakasu..." Tana mutters, feeling slightly awkward about this situation. The 'former battleship' being hoisted by the 'former destroyer'... "Well... I see you wanted to ... get bigger then and join the ranks of a battleship." she muttered, looking up and down the larger of the two... "Looking good, looking good."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Amakasu wondered at the feeling of being able to pick up a person with so little effort, so even after she's come to a stop, she doesn't let Tana drop for a little while longer. "Heh... Sorry, Admiral. Er, sorry. Tana. I guess I got a little caught up in everything." /Now/ the Salamnder drops her. "It's pretty cool to feel so strong. And apparently we have fire magic!" She grins wide and goes to sit down on the grass, stretching out her legs. "I can't wait to troll Kohler about this." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Slowly, she starts looking out over the area around her, and taking deep breaths of this new fake air that she'd suddenly been exposed to. And because she's kind of tired after all that running. "Your character's pretty cute, though. I didn't know you were the type of person to make cute things." Still grinning, she looks over to Tana. "Not that I'll tell anybody. Nope. This secret is safe with me." The wink she tosses probably means there's going to be a cost for her silence, though.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The feeling of being picked up so easily, to be moved around so wantonly was a very new feeling for Tana. Back in the real world, a girl could bump into her and she'd not even feel a thing but here, she was being hosited quite easily. "I.. It's okay, Amakasu. Really." And once she's dropped, she lands on her feet and dismisses the wings.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'm capable of using fire magic as well, but apparently, the Cait Sith's true calling is beast taming. Perhaps I will show you the one I get... when I get one." she gives a bit of a chuckle, only to pause at the word troll. "Eh? Sure. But just be careful, don't want to go overestimating things now." she gives a bit of a grin, but once the comments start coming about the Cait Sith, she freezes up.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I... it was an accidental pick..." she quickly looks to the side, muttering, "Cute things do not affect me whatsoever." lie... but she turns to Amakasu, eyeing that wink. "What is it that you want, Amakasu? I've already got Haguro under my finger for this, what will you take?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ahh, so every race has it's own special thing," she says with a nod. Makes sense. Also, what are the odds that Tana is going to pick something cute to be her beast pet? Amakasu's face probably betrays her emotions. She feels... happy. Actually legitimately happy again. It's a nice feeling. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The big cheerful grin that comes to Amakasu's face clearly shows that she isn't believing a word of what she's hearing. "It's okay to like cute things, you know." She laughs when Tana asks about a price. "Oh, no. I'm really not going to tell anyone. But I'm going to know." She leans over slightly. "I'm going to know, and occaisonally you're going to see me smiling at you, and you'll know why. That'll be good enough for me." Another wink. How cruel. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But enough talk! The big Salamander girl gets back to her feet. "So, what are we going to do? I should probably, like... buy weapons or something, right? Do you think they have katanas as weapons here?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Mmhmm, Salamanders specialize in fire magic from what I've read in the guides..." Tana, looking up guides to a video game, "They're also very strong but they can't do one thing that I or the other lighter races can. Wall run." a pause, "I haven't tried that yet, Mistral is supposed to teach me how some day." though, the smile she sees upon her larger partner's face actually gets the Cait Sith to smile as well.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You remind me of Mutsu... my sister ship. I could almost swear you and her would share the secrets..." she shakes her head but when the Salamander girl asks about weapons, Tana gets a big grin. "Here..." she opens up a window and throws one of each weapon type in. "Take your pick." she then throws one of each armor type in. "It's all basic weaponry you could get at a shop, but I came prepared for you. What did you want to do here? I heard three roles being talked about, a tank, a deeps and support. One of them wears heavy armor to take blows, like a battleship. One does all the damage like the rest of the ships and the other supports them from the back lines, like carriers and support fleets. What did you want?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Amakasu poses a moment to take the information in. No wall running... well, it's not like that's a big loss, right? After all, people can fly around here! Though apparently that's gated for now, which is unfortunate. "Who's Mistral?" Pause. "Actually don't tell me, we're supposed to keep stuff secret online. Should be fun to meet everyone who plays, either way." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Being compared to Tana's sister ship feels like pretty high praise, and the big Salamander girl blushes a bit and rubs at her face. "Y-you think so? W-well, maybe we would." It'd be nice. More important things are happening, however, such as weapons and armor! Thinking about it, she decides to go for a greatsword, grinning wide as she holds up the large weapon and tests it's weight. She picks a medium armor set for her next item. Once she's all equipped, she tries moving around in her new gear. "Uh... Well, I'm big and strong, so I guess I could do... I really don't think it's 'deeps'. I think it's supposed to be 'damage per second'. DPS." One of the many things that she's heard people blabbing about before. "Hey, should we try to pick a fight with something?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"MIstr.." then she's cut off, "Not a problem." Once the items are selected, she closes the trade window and smiles, standing back. A large axe is on the cat's back and she gives a brief nod. "You'll forgive me if I figured you would be doing the 'tank' job, won't you, Amakasu?" she gives a bit of a grin at this and thinks, "Isn't that what I said?" in response... "But if you're eager to get into a scuffle... I think we can find something..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Cait Sith grabs onto the arm of the Salamander and starts walking forth, "Come this way, I saw some that you could practice on there, so show me what you're all about. Should be some arachnid like things there too. Maybe some deer-like things as well. At least, that's what I find helped me get the money for the gear."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tilting her head, Amakasu looks down at her body, then over at Tana. "... Yeah, I probably should tank when it's the two of us, huh." It's just a simple size difference, really. One that she's accepted the irony for, of course. The big girl rests the flat of her greatsword against her shoulder. "Yeah, I've tried VR combat before, but as me. It'll be so weird to fight when I'm like this. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once she's grabbed, Amakasu follows willingly. It takes her a few minutes to get her strides to match Tana's, though. "So, how do you use magic, anyway? I'd imagine you can just swing a weapon, but that's something I haven't done before." Another moment has her tilting her head wonderingly. "Hey, do you think I could summon Rosamond here? I'm kind of tempted to try, but I'm not sure what would happen..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Size difference aside, it might look strange for the Cait Sith to be dragging a Salamander around. "Alright. From what I saw, it's a bunch of words but you need to have the skills set. In the menu, you should be able to set them. But in the meantime.." there's a simple enemy there. Tana's fought quite a few of those spider-like enemies back in that dungeon, more so when she had help defeating the boss. Tana just stands there, weapon held in one hand.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana starts to chant in one of the languages offered, a long list of words coming up in front of her with each word being spoken pulled out from the list and moved in front of her. With the spell finished, it moves into a half circle behind the Cait Sith and, with the symbol of the Cait Sith now in front of Tana, a small-ish fireball launches forth to crash into the arachnid, but it's not dead yet. "Go hit it with your sword."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Amakasu is, of course, giving these lessons her utmost attention as she gets pulled along. "Oh. So they actually have you chanting spells, huh?" Snicker. "Or do you have to say 'fireball' repeatedly and throw them at people?" Both might actually be okay, actually, if only for her being able to laugh whenever she saw it. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Thankfully, she's given a show of how magic works, and she lets out a little whoop as the spell hits true and draws the creature's aggro. Amakasu steps forward quickly and takes up her giant sword in both hands in a traditional stance. When it gets close enough, the Salamander girl grunts and slices at the creature horizontally, taking off a couple of it's legs! She also undercompensated and sets herself spinning for a second or two. When she stops, she's blushing brightly. "... Let's... let's not talk about this."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana gives a brief nod and lets out a little chuckle of her own as she spins around. "Sure, but it will cost you." she smirks. Fortunately, there was no one else around and no enemies nearby, so she could show off just a bit.. Tana lets off another fireball to get the monster's attention and then steps forward with the two handed axe at the ready. The axe head glows a soft blue and she smiles, "Each weapon has their own set of skills, Sword Skills. I don't know why it's called that for an axe but..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"When you use one... I know there's a manual for it, I'm not sure what a great sword does... but this." she rears up a bit and starts moving a abit quicker, "Whirlwind!" The Cait Sith starts twirling around, that axe head crashing into the arachnid a couple times before Tana seems to be frozen in place... "Go on, finish it off. A good swing should do it. I'm ... kinda stuck for right now..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ahhh, c'mon. "Do I even have anything you would want?" Amakasu queries bemusedly. Once she's gotten her balance back, she's about to go in again, only for Tana to get involved again to beat a little more life out of the creature. "I didn't even know that was a thing! I just thought you swung and it'd work..." Which is fair, it's how things work in the real world! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Seeing Tana freeze in place near the still-alive spider brings the Salamander back to the task at hand. No real time to read manuals or figure out the weirdness here. The big woman comes charging in, rearing for another horizontal strike. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;BASH. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The word flashes in the corner of her vision, and she blinks slowly. "Bash?... WHoa!" Her body reacts on it's own, trying to smack the poor lowbie spider with a baseball swing that finally puts it down permanently... and she freezes. "... Well okay then! We win!" Insert victory theme.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;By the time the Sword Skill's paralysis wears off, that arachnid's bashed by that swing and the Cait Sith drops to a knee. "Not bad. I think..." she taps a foot, "I think if you wore some heavier armor with that sword..." she gives a brief smile towards Amakasu, lifting herself up some. "I would say I would be the little destroyer to the battleship." a brighter smile is given before she puts the axe back on her back and looks at the menu...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ah, that is if you want to go that direction." Tana looks up to the Salamander, that tail twitching behind her, her face showing an Admiral in a very good mood, something that she normally doesn't show outside of ALO.. "We should return to town and rest, I have documents to finish here soon..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;What had originally been inteded as a samurai character clearly isn't going to be. Amakasu grins a bit wryly when the thought hits her "Heh. Like I don't look big enough? But, yeah sure. I'll be the big tanky one." She's got the build for it, at least. She also notes that Tana hasn't named her supposed price. That's not an issue, though. Better that Tana be allowed to completely forget. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A quick tap on the raio reveals the time, and Amakasu facepalms and groans. "Oh man, it's crazy late. We probably should go. I'll spend the night at Hikari." She smiles and waves as her finger goes to hit the sign off. "I'll see you back in the world, Admiral. Bye!" And then, she was gone.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Amakasu signs off, Tana forgets one thing... "She didn't go home..." she shakes her head, pulls out a small crystal and nods, "Teleport, Freelia." and in an instant, the Catmiral was gone.<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2016/01/16<br />
|Location=Hikari Sea Port<br />
|Synopsis=Wo of the Abyssal Fleet, and Yari Takane target the Admiral of Hikari Seaport in a bold attack! Yuna Kagurazaka joins in on the explodey fun!<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> ~Water outside Hikari Seaport~ <br /><br /> Yari Takane has been training, and planning for quite some time for just a time like this. After a good session with Wo, consulting and laying out ideas, the ninja-assassin has finally tapped her Abyssal ally for it. The plan: take out the Admiral herself of HIkari Seaport. Fighting such a well-defended area would be suicide, even for the Abyssals without substantial Fed involvement. But a decoy and a sharp blade might do the trick: or at least manage to do enough damage to hit the Fleet's morale. <br /><br /> Thus, Yari changed into a wetsuit, requisitioned a small oxygen tank, and went with Wo's fleet. <br /><br /> "Thank you for the assistance in this, Miss Wo. Wish me luck. If worse comes to worse and I'm overcome, prioritize your own forces over my life. I'll get back somehow." The ninja isn't going to sacrifice her allies. That's not what someone like her does. <br /><br /> She's the sacrifice after all. <br /><br /> And so, the Au Ra slides into the water not long before the attack is set to begin, using the radio chatter to monitor positions of allies and enemies. She's no submarine, but the stealthy ninja can keep even that quiet. No ninja tricks just yet, only a good forward-stroak, a good wetsuit, and very good eyes even underwater. Eventually, she'll come to a pause, lurking underwater as she awaits her prey.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The somewhat unusual request had arrived to Iron Bottom Sound, not long ago. It was personally directed to this particular Wo-class, in this case; one of the more active Abyssals in multiversal affairs, as of late. Yet, there are precious few secrets among their kind, and word had spread quickly. Of course, as a loyal Confederate operative, as well, there would have been full cooperation in Yari's daring plan, regardless. Her further information during the planning phases, would have further reinforced Yari's intuitions. Hikari Sea Base is incredibly well-defended, and Nagato, a powerful Big Seven battleship herself, would be surrounded by others as strong, or in some cases even stronger. A full assault would be unnecessarily risky, and have a low chance for success.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;However, there were other options. The one that Yari and Wo had agreed upon was to lure them out, instead, using a show of force in waters nearby to the fleet daughters' staging area. To that end, no less than 3 Ru-class battleships, two of whom have a swirling, reddish aura about them, an elite Ne-class heavy cruiser (suspected in fleet files of being an Abyssal aviation cruiser), a Nu-class light carrier, and Wo-class herself, form a reasonably heavy attack force. Behind them is a Confederate-owned heavy transport ship -- outdated and slated for the scrap yard, anyway, it was decided an acceptable use for this operation. It is moving under its own power, to further enhance the illusion, though inside it has already been stripped of any truly sensitive technologies, should it become captured in the operation.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In the here and now, the standard carrier gives a slight nod of her head, a subtle motion which pendulously sends her large hat of a flight deck into a heavier dip. "I under-stand," she says, seemingly leaving it at that. But before Yari submerges to properly begin her side of the operation, she adds one last thing, "...you are brave - to face her, a-lone. Good luck." She still remembers that Yari was among those that had recovered her, and she will do her best to repay her, even though no debt was owed. With that, the Abyssal fleet separates from where they had been shadowing in the radar profile of the now-unmarked, and to long range sensors, unaffiliated, transport ship. This has the effect of making their own radar signatures suddenly obvious. The Ru-class and Ne-class fire a few shells, but they are just to make the show more convincing from a distance.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The air cover will wait until they see if the bait has been taken, and what the composition of the enemy will be.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The ceasefire for the holidays has been a peaceful time at Hikari Seaport, the Admiral able to get quite a few things done concerning Akashi and the equipment along with fleets prepping for the inevitable attack against the base. So while the base might be active, it's significantly understaffed than what was primarily needed. Twenty different expeditions out, a hundred and twenty girls in total away from the base already, leaving another thirty to fourty something waiting for activity.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ooyodo's manning the communications tower like usual this day, keeping track of all the fleets around like a naval traffic controller, the unmarked and unidentified vessel popping up on the base's radar gives the cruiser an odd look at the radar, "That's strange... that wasn't there a moment ago." then her eyes go wide... Abyssal markings showing up. Large contacts too.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Admiral! ADMIRAL!" comes the shouts from Ooyodo, "We have trouble, multiple Abyssal contacts bearing north by north west... they're advancing! Multiple battleships, a few cruisers and an aircraft carrier! It looks like the target's an unidentified transport!" Nagato frowns and bashes a hand into her desk, "Mutsu, Musashi. Take Kirishima, Haruna, Akagi and Kaga with you. Distract the fleet." she curses under her breath, moving to head out, Over the intercom, "Kagurazaka, you're with me. Launch bay seven."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In the rush "All destroyers, man the turrets. Cruisers, get ready to surround the base. I'm heading out. We need to have a defensive perimiter just in case they decide to advance on us." she firmly steps on the launch pad. "Senkan Nagato... GOING!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna is several kinds of panicked as she sprints to the launch bays. She'd come by Hikari for some extra practice with the destroyer gear, although she's taken to wearing her SDP fuku when visiting Hikari whether or not she plans to deploy - it *IS* her uniform where Hikari Sea Port is concerned, and she's still deeply honored that Nagato picked her for part of the first 'run' of the project.<br /><br />But she's still learning, and she's well behind some of her 'sister' destroyers. She may be learning quickly, but - a real combat deployment ... ? Yuna isn't going to say 'no, I can't' openly but she's still worried.<br /><br />And then there's the nature of the weaponry she'll be using. She's still used to having the level of control that the Matrix Divider gives her over how hard she hits an opponent - control that the cannons and torpedoes used by the kanmusu don't have. Elner had been talking to her about that just this morning ... now she has to deal with it for real.<br /><br />Yuna reaches Launch Bay Seven, quickly saluting to whoever's on duty, and moves to her deployment lane as the kanji for 'Kagurazaka' come up on the lane's hanging sign. "Special Destroyer Kagurazaka, deploying!"<br /><br />With those words, she steps onto the platform just beneath the water's surface, the kanji for 'Deploy' lighting up beneath her feet - and the bay's machinery revs up, equipping her with the destroyer loadout assigned to her and launching her onto the open water. Kagurazaka adjusts quickly to the conditions on the water, and forms up with Nagato, double-checking that she has everything she needs for the potential battle ahead.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> Yari pauses, just before entering the water. She trusts Wo, even if she's always felt odd around a majority of the Abyssals. No, Wo is someone she trusts and likes. She snaps a watery salute. <br /><br /> "Duty can make the worst coward brave, Miss Wo. Good luck as well. Let's celebrate after this. Linh would like to meet you." Is that a promise? Could be. <br /><br /> While the ninja had certainly hoped to face the Admiral alone, the sight of another figure approaching alongside her isn't unexpected. And so, the ninja stalks the duo underwater for some time. When she realizes the pair are sticking together? A plan forms. She needs to get them apart, and make the fight against that unmarked 'supply ship' Wo is using all the more important. She gets on the radio. <br /><br /> "Miss Wo. It looks like she has an escort. I'll do what I can, but if you can send any interfereance against this second one, it'd help. Beginning assault! Contact!" <br /><br /> And so, the ninja...well, stays under water. Several handseals later, and magic flows through the water around her. The smallest of wind ninjutsu combines with quite a bit of water ninjutsu to turn the seas around Nagato dark and horrible, as if she'd been caught in a storm: the ninja trying to toss her about and have the sea itself lash out at her. But it's more a distraction, as she makes one more set of handseals. <br /><br /> Illusion magic would seek out the Admiral, to give her the sensation of being pulled under by seaweed. Of water filling her, and dragging her down into the depths should the ninjutsu work. To make her hesitate. To fill her with the fear of sinking once more. <br /><br /> Yari herself appears from beneath the waves, trying to use her pair of distractions to carve into Nagato's back with a poisoned kunai, seeking to stab into her heart even as she keeps an eye on Yuna! No attacks to the woman yet, aside from the suddenly stormy seas around them!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Over the local communications, Wo overhears what Yari is encountering, before it can be seen on her end. A verbal confirmation is given, though few concrete promises, based on the radar returns now entering the Abyssal fleet's own views, in the extreme distance. Far enough that the contacts can't be confirmed, just yet, but worriesome if they become reality. "I'll do -- what I can," she vows. At this point, a timed charge borrowed from Yari Takane detonates aboard the uncrewed transport ship. It is shaped to blast away from any of the essential structure, so not damaging enough to sink it, but aiming to sell this as best they can. They have really made this side of things thorough. The battleships and cruiser pause in their shelling, then; saving the rest for what is to come, though to the responders, it might appear they have been noticed. Everything neatly folds into cohesion.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ad-vance to meet, them," Wo directs, verbally even though she doesn't need to physically speak to her Abyssal sisters. Perhaps it is for the viewers at home. All of them that have the actual heads to do so pivot their eyes toward the Wo-class carrier, and give slight nods of their head. The Nu-class, seemingly little more than an overgrown flight deck with muscular arms and legs, instead gives an approving gargle. "...you," she addresses the Nu-class directly, "You will - remain, with me." Another buzzing gurgle. The three battleships and cruiser advance: The former are all tall, pale women dressed in black suits, their arms holstered in large gun batteries, and the latter, a more slender shape of a young woman in her late teens, some kind of symbiotic turret-creature attached to her abdomen. They appear to abandon their transport 'prey' and move on an intercept course. Yet, they stop short of entering Union and Fleet Daughter waters, for the time being.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;More daring are the aircraft, however. It is a coordinated launch; the Wo-class and Nu-class launch a wing of dive bombers and air superiority fighters, respectively. The sleek, shark-like shapes emerge from the gaping maw of both Wo's 'hat' and the Nu-class' main shell of a body. The whine of jet turbines is soon joined by scout planes catapulted from the arm apparatus of the Ru-class battleships, and a slightly different model is launched in quadruplicate by the Ne-class cruiser. The planes will still take some time to arrive, but they would be easily visible on radar already, along with that tell-tale, throaty turbine scream.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, the Heavy Support fleet's closing in with Akagi and Kaga launching Saiun and Ryuusei's to fill the sky with aerial support, determined not to let the advancing fleet get further than where they are. The two heavy battleships and the two fast Battleships sail in front of Carrier One just waiting for their chance to strike out at the Abyssals. It's rare that Nagato sends out the heavy fleet but with three enemy battleships on the way, she wasn't leaving anything to chance.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back over near Hikari, however, Nagato looks towards Kagurazaka, "There's a Wo-Class aircraft carrier in their fleet, Kagurazaka. The gun you have is capable of firing on enemy aircraft. Keep them busy." and as predicted, Nagato's radar bings, along with Kagurazaka, a tiny bing in stereo surround sound, getting closer and closer. "Mmm. I'm sorry for this trial by fire, Kagurazaka..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then the ninjitsu.. "What in..." she wobbles just slightly, then the illusion magic hits the Admiral, causing Nagato's eyes to go wide, taking a few heavy breaths as she tries not to go into a panic... "Kagur..azaka..." she whispers, "Something.. something's going on, it's not right..." then the eyes shoot open at poisoned steel digging into her back, a sharp yowl of pain shoots out of the Battleships' mouth, hunching forth just a bit as sweat starts pouring down the Admiral's face... something was definately wrong here.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, the small turrets at the back of Nagato's rigging turning to aim towards the ninja, but the turrets seem to jerk around just a bit before ejecting bullets rapidly towards her!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Unseeing of the illusion, Kagurazaka's biggest concern is the Abyssal air squadron on its approach. Yuna is somewhat familiar with what the Abyssals can do - she's fought them a few times, but only in the Marine Form of her more-accustomed Light Suit. "Looks like more than just the Wo-class," Kagurazaka observes. "Unless a Wo can launch a lot faster than I thought ..." She raises her twin-barreled cannon briefly, hesitating, then switches to the anti-aircraft machine gun.<br /><br />The distraction works for a few moments, at least - not that Yuna would notice the illusion which has ensnared the Admiral. Nagato's whisper prompts Kagurazaka to look back at her, a worried look on the blonde idol's/warrior's face ... a look quickly replaced by alarm when Yari appears. From underwater.<br /><br />There's nothing Kagurazaka can do to stop Yari from stabbing Nagato in the back; Nagato's already retaliating anyway, and the air units ARE a threat; Kagurazaka's attention shifts back to the Abyssal air strike force, anti-aircraft fire ripping across their formation from her machine gun emplacement - and a pair of shells from her main twin-barreled cannon sailing at the aircraft for additional good measure, before she wheels around and tries to maneuver for a better shot at Yari.<br /><br />She's still splitting her attention between enemies, and it costs her; she nearly overbalances and capsizes before focusing on her feet and righting herself atop the water. She STILL can't get that shot at Yari, either ...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> "Nnn! Understood!" Comes Yari's affirmation amidst the sounds of general wartime violence and attempted stabbing. The radio chatter gives her a decent idea of what's going on. That charge of hers is paying off, making the 'battle' seem all that much more real. But so much is riding on her ability to perform. Luckily she came more than equipped, but two Elites will be more than a challenge. <br /><br /> She might have to use 'that' to stay in the running. It will be a risk, but she's already willing to risk her life for this mission. The Abyssal fleet, and more importantly, Wo needs this threat out of their lives, or at least what passes for it. <br /><br /> Mental note: illusion magic works on kanmusu. Yari files that away just as she's literally twisting the knife in the Admiral's back. But her eyes widen as something more important comes to her attention. <br /><br /> This Ship Girl is not quite so easily felled, even from a sneak-attack to be proud of. Those guns wheel around at her, and Yari has just enough time to leap backwards and curl in to avoid having her head taken off by the shiply one's spray of turret-based bullets. Instead, they rake through her wetsuit to tear gouges of blood and flesh out of her sides, leaving awful bleeding wounds from the shots. Her backflip ends in a land on all of her limbs as she slides to a stop amidst the waves. The visible signs of magic keeping her afloat can be seen from her legs. Coughing, pain searing her mind, she only belatedly tosses a trio of shuriken with explosive tags attached at the Admiral. <br /><br /> "...I'm impressed. Most people die immediately from an attack such as that one. And still managing a counter-attack?" There's more than a little respect for the Admiral. That's about when those explosive tags go off as those shuriken seek out her legs, trying to injure her ability to move. <br /><br /> Yuna isn't forgotten either, as the woman wheels around, spitting her attention. Yari notes that stumbling, the hesitance, and with one final flick of a hand, sends something small and round at Yuna! <br /><br /> It's a slightly water-logged smoke bomb. The water keeps it from being fully effective, but a tiny cloud of smoke might make Yuna's shooting and stumbling all the worse! She very visibly tries to keep the Admiral between herself and Yuna, but that might just leave her open to more shots from Nagato!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Perhaps in an underestimation of Nagato's escort, the dive bombers break off from the main flight, angling instead toward Yuna and Nagato's position. The air superiority fighters and scouts, however, remain firmly affixed to the heavy fleet Nagato had sortied. They ascend to a slightly higher ceiling than the bombers and scout planes of the fleet daughters, which are presumably less equipped for air-to-air combat. Regardless of their state, some capability remains (thanks, proficiency system), and a scout plane ahead of the formation pulls away as it bursts into flame. The fighters that remain on target fire upon the incoming aircraft, their vulcan cannons growling with fury as they rush into the formation, aiming to scatter them, if not shoot them down.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Nu-class gives a slightly confused gargle, which while not in any intelligible language, the Wo-class is able to respond to. "...all bombers?" Perhaps the fleet daughters simply felt that threatened, that they are not pulling any opening punches, even possibly giving up air superiority for the moment, for the sake of a heavier opening strike. With a lift of her command staff, and a meaningful gesture of her hand, she orders, "All ships -- anti-air fire." Audible clacks and clunks herald a loading of different shell types into the Abyssal's arsenals, and the Ru-class and Ne-class battleships and cruiser raise their secondary batteries, beginning to fill the sky with a cover of flak and other dangerous debris. It is going to be, in this atmosphere, difficult for the torpedo bombers to make their run -- but some do still slip under the cover. Smaller anti-air guns train on them, but once the torpedoes are already in the water, there isn't much to be done for it.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Several miss wide to minute adjustments, but one of the red-wreathed Ru-class takes a solid strike to one of her legs, causing her to kneel forward in the water and seeming to lean against one of her gun 'gauntlets' for support. She isn't sunken yet, and is more determined than that, but she's fighting to stay afloat as much as she is against her fleet daughter counterparts, now. The Ne-class has a torpedo explode next to her, rather than a direct hit. The explosion is still enough to cause some of her already brittle-looking armor to splinter, but it's relatively light damage. Almost-suicidal-bomber opening, somewhat successful!? It's reduced the amount of shelling they can perform, anyway. And also it's focused their attention on survival, rather than long range shelling of their own. The advantage, for the time being, lies with Nagato's battleships. The Wo-class and Nu-class, further back, shift positions slightly to avoid the stragglers. Unlike those in front of the lines, damage is far more costly to them.<br /> <br />-- <br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back at the dive bomber squadron, they arrive a little late to the party, as Yari has already made her first strike. In a way, it parallels Akagi and Kaga's strike, minus fighters coming to greet them. Instead, what they meet is the unusual sight of a single battleship and a destroyer escort. Unfortunately for them, the destroyer in particular seems modeled as an anti-aircraft platform. (Anti-air cut-in!?) With the combined bursts of Yuna's machine gun emplacements and main cannons contributing to filling the air with unfriendly shots, three of the five original dive bombers suffer devestating failures. One seems to mostly weather it, before sheets of that blackened steel rip off and it begins to smolder in flame. It loses enough airworthiness that it stalls and crashes into the water at full speed. The other two seem to receive fuel strikes, and all but explode and disintegrate into the air. That still leaves two, however, that survive with minimal damage. They angle one Abyssal bomb each, at Nagato and Yuna.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Seeing somewhat through her plane's 'eyes', Wo-class frowns practically from over the horizon. "...it's one of - those. That I heard, a-bout." Even worse, it's that girl from a long time ago. She'd better not hug her again.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Heavy anti air in main battlegroup. Kaga, Akagi, switch to dive bombers, launch the Reppu as well, clear the skies for air superiority!" comes Musashi's demand, "All battleships, Type One armor peircing load. Angle, fifteen degrees. Main guns, fire!" the loud rapport from thirty six barrels could be heard from miles and miles over the open ocean as white shells come barreling towards the enemy battlegroup. Meanwhile, the two carriers ready up more arrows, launching another wave, this time Suisei's fill the air along with Reppu to work on clearing the skies.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;---<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back at the Battleship with Destroyer Escort, the smoke bomb does a good job at obscuring the area, giving Nagato a hard time seeing her escort destroyer, much less the aircraft in the sky. Fortunately, explosions for the aircraft sound and she nods, turning around to face the ninjadragonthing, those shuriken hitting home on the legs, exploding to make the battleship stumble some in the water. If Yari was astute enough, she'd notice the boots Nagato wears are sinking a bit more into the water, just over the ankle now.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You.. are dealing with the member of the Big Seven, my armor isn't just for show nor is my constitution, destroyer." Nagato's face doesn't look too well, that poison still coursing through her, "You picked the wrong ship to mess with." the main cannons slowly turn to aim for Yari... a loading sound making a loud noise from the turrets. Nagato coughs a bit, trying to keep a bit of balance, the injuries to her legs and the poison messing with her some. Smaller turrets move to aim and start rattling off gunfire of their own before green shells are fired, exploding into a ton of shrapnel to keep the Au Ra on her toes.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Sink. Sink and be gone from your miserable existance!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kagurazaka brings her arm up to shield her face when the 'grenade' is tossed; fortunately it's just a smoke bomb, and the waterlogging means that the obscuring vapors don't spread as far as they were meant to ... but it's still enough to cut off her view of the assassin, and more importantly, of Nagato. "Please don't sink, Admiral," the blonde destroyer whispers as if praying.<br /><br />Then she has to worry about *herself* not sinking, as one of the equipment fairies 'reminds her' that there are still radar signatures approaching in the air. Kagurazaka's attention snaps towards the dive bombers, and she fires a quick volley ... too late, as the bombs are already on their way. "No -- !!" Kagurazaka yelps, veering hard to starboard as she sprays more bullets at the bombers and the bombs alike. "Nagato, please, *MOVE*!!"<br /><br />Wo's in no danger at all of getting hugged today, it seems ...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> The ninja stays the course, eyes narrowing as she notes the Admiral coming out of her illusion. But the strike's been made, and the air support comes in for both Yuna and Nagato! She's already leaping backwards to stay out of the blast radius, when Nagato offers her full attention! <br /><br /> The smaller turret blast goes by the ninja, Yari nimble as ever, staying low and swift as she ducks, dodges, and does small flips only to land in near-perfect sight of those main cannons. Yari's brave demeanor drops for a moment in pure terror, as that massive guns aim for her! It's a good opportunity for scything turret-fire to eat into her legs, more blood streaming down her wetsuit, and causing her to throw herself to the side. Nagato isn't weak by any stretch of the imagination. There's already bone showing in her right leg from the shrapnel blast. <br /><br /> "...It seems that way. You're definitely not weak. I've probably underestimated you, Admiral Nagato." Admits Yari in a rather humble manner. <br /><br /> "So I guess that means I can't hold anything back." <br /><br /> Yari comes to rest, abandoning defense for speed in handseals. Magic flares from her wounded body, flooding past Yuna and Nagato, and for a moment, the world changes. The trio are on a lake amidst a small valley, a tree full of sakura-petals raining upon it. The moon is high in the air, before it all fades away. <br /><br /> Yari's gaze hardens even as three columns of moonlight start to form amidst the small patch of water the trio have claimed as a battlefield. She reaches behind her, and pulls out...an umbrella? She rushes for Nagato, recklessly, suicidally! Everything is put into speed as she's a blurr of magic keeping her afloat and motion as her greatest ninjutsu settles behind her now. She doesn't draw the blade. Instead, she's leaping for the Admiral in an attempt to press the tip as close to her chest as Yari can manage. <br /><br /> And pulls the hidden trigger! BLAM! A shotgun round aimed straight for the chest of the well-armored destroyer! <br /><br /> "...I don't intend to 'sink'. I have too much scum to slay, too many people I love!" She adds at the last moment! <br /><br /> Yuna calls for Nagato to move. Yari checks the timing...and grins bitterly. Despite her earlier statements? She pulls something out from that wetsuit. <br /><br /> A series of pins attached to fishing line. Crude, but effective, as a good six grenades go off on the ninja's body as she finally tries to get up close to Nagato, only further adding smoke to the battlefield! And from within that smoke, one more kunai tossed at Yuna, another small white ball attached. <br /><br /> It's poison this time, the sort that tries to make limbs numb and slow reactions!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At the heavy fleet brawl fest, the opening is a narrow window, at best. The Nu-class is already launching a second wave of fighters, to reinforce the ones already in the air. With a troubled gurgle, it expresses as much to the Wo-class, though she already has them on radar. "...I know," she confirms, "They have - strong, fight-ers." Though the numbers of air superiority fighters are uneven, in favor of the Abyssals, the fleet daughters indeed hold nothing back when it comes to possible base defense, or helping out troubled vessels this closer to their waters. The standard Abyssal fighters begin to have their numbers thinned in this show of force. This also means that the fighters are completely entangled in fighting against the reppuu; the bombers are left relatively unharassed. The main Abyssal surface force, those battleships and the cruiser, can't afford to spend more time with anti-air again, with in-bound shells.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They accordingly complete the switch back to standard shells of their own, and trade fire with the fleet daughters' formation. The Ru-class battleships appear to take the brunt of things headed in their direction, being understandably, slightly slower and more ponderous in their motions than their Ne-class sister. Fortunately for them they have those enormous chunks of blackened steel, worn on either arm, each with suitably sized batteries that befit a battleship. Their empty eyes reflect only anger, especially the two that have that red flame coursing around their bodies. Several salvos are fired from all of them, including from that still-kneeling one, but aimed more at the fleet daughters' grouping. The incoming shells begin to splash down among their ranks, scattering their line, before the non-aura'd Ru-class is struck solidly by of the heavy shells. It essentially sheers off one entire arm, the resultant bone more akin to twisted, weathered metal than a proper skeleton, and leaks congealed, black fluid rather than blood. Gross. The dive bombers, mostly uncontested, also loose their weapons. The already injured two Ru-class battleships make prime targets, and are soon pockmarked by similar open 'wounds', freshly opened by the bombs. The ones they can't fend off with their turret emplacements, that is.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The aircraft carriers aren't completely left out of the party, either. As they are further down range, they avoid most of the worst of it. The Wo-class however, has one shell that heads straight for her. Instinctively, she raises her staff against it and braces. The fractured piece of steel likely should have completely buckled from the armor penetration, but remains firm against it. Unfortunately, there is still the secondary explosion, which is less effectively blocked. The Nu-class gargles in alarm as she's momentarily consumed in an explosion, but she emerges from it, cut up and bruised, but mostly intact. "...ally, Yari," she calls over the radio. "--we will be, re-treating. Be-fore we take, heavier losses."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Elsewhere, the surviving dive bombers climb away from their attack run, and begin to level off and climb away again from the suddenly, doubly preoccupied Yuna. Now that they aren't in a single-minded dive, they aren't nearly as easy to track, and make their way back to their home carrier. One that is thankfully still intact enough to receive them, for the moment. But if they stay much longer, that might not be the case forever. The Abyssals seem to be responding to an unheard signal of their own, the surviving fighters trying to break away from their engagements to the launching Nu-class. The battleships and Ne-class, the ones still able to fire shells that is, also begin moving away from the engagement line, still trading shells as they go.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Addendum: It would also become clear, at this point, that the ship they were 'attacking' was in fact completely empty. A run of the profile in their databases would show that it was a Confederate transport that had been scheduled for disassembly and scrapping, this week.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Nagato, please, *MOVE*!!" comes the voice from her harried destroyer escort, the resulting noise causes the Admiral to hesitate, look and lets out a sharp pained yelp under the explosion of the bomb's direct hit. Even more evident that Nagato's legs are slowly sinking into the water. She drops a bit and scowls at Yari. "Abyssal allied traitors..." she scoffs out, "You... you don't deserve to sail these waters, much less be on them any longer..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The mention of not holding back has the battleship on edge, the wash of magic causing Nagato to pull her arm up to her eyes and when they come to... a tree of Sakura and a high moon, then... nothing. The umbrella catches the battleship off guard... why is she rushing at her with it?! More turret fire comes from the secondaries towards Yari, trying to aim for vital spots but accuracy wasn't the best on these... not to mention the blurring magic.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then the shotgun blast rings out into her chest, ripping open a hole in her top and black, oil like blood seeping from the new wounds, and with more smoke being added to the battlefield... even with her escort she feels alone with this strange threat. The multiverse has not been kind to her this week, more so with this attempt on her life from a non-abyssal. Nagato lashes out, throwing a fist towards Yari... it's a haphazard attempt to steer the Au Ra away from her and into the line of reloading turrets.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Over the radio, "Kagurazaka... retreat... I will not have you sink along with me. Don't worry... I'll. be fine." the noise of shells reloading... and another rapport, further adding smoke to obscure the battleship and sending the shrapnel shells towards Yari! "You, girl with the tail... you will not leave here. If I have to, I will drag you to the depths with me!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, back at the Heavy Fleet Fest...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fighters are tangled up with fighters as the Abyssal bombers slip past to make their attack run. "Kaga, they are gaining air superiority." "I know. Let's show them that us fleet carriers can take it back. Let's launch the Reppu Kai..." with a nod from the red carrier, more arrows are loosed to launch even more skilled planes.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The battleships however, take the brunt of the shelling, splitting them up just a bit as bombers get near misses on them, knicking them before more turret fire can be sent the Abyssals way.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Fortunately for Kagurazaka, she manages to avoid the bomb that was addressed to her; Wo or her allies must have misspelled her name or something.<br /><br />But the sound of the explosion coupled with Nagato's yelp tells the destroyer that Nagato didn't manage to dodge. And between that, the smoke, and her intensifying worry about Nagato's well-being, she almost ignores the sudden change in their surroundings.<br /><br />Not that she ignores the sudden wave of magic; THAT is pretty evident, and it tears her attention towards what the magic does. That, in turn, is enough of a distraction that she doesn't notice the kunai until it's sunk between two ribs - and while the blade doesn't bite as deeply as it could, it's plenty for the poison (paralytic, soporific, whatever) to start coursing through her system. "Agh - !!"<br /><br />Kagurazaka yanks the kunai back out, shaking her head to clear it. "Don't die, Admiral ... don't sink ... !"<br /><br />The surroundings revert to the normal ocean off of Hikari Sea Port, and Kagurazaka gets her bearings as quickly as she can, taking stock of the situation in a hurry. Bombers are retreating, Nagato is obsessing over an enemy who isn't actually an Abyssal - but she doesn't seem to be mistaking Yari for one, so that's better than it could be. And Kagurazaka's not sure how steady her aim is going to be with her brain and limbs feeling sluggish.<br /><br />She really, *REALLY* wants to help Nagato out ... but she also doesn't know what the Admiral has planned for scuttling Yari's plans, and trying to help could backfire, costing one or both of the girls their lives. And then there's that other problem that was crossing Yuna's mind before she rushed to deploy ...<br /><br />She doesn't have the weapons she's most used to.<br /><br />The Matrix Divider, while powerful, can control its output. But the cannons and guns and torpedoes of her Special Destroyer loadout only have one intensity, meant to destroy enemies outright. And while Yuna wants to help Nagato, she DOESN'T want to kill an enemy, whether she knows who that enemy is or not.<br /><br />Nagato ordered her to retreat, and Kagurazaka does so - although the sound of a sob might float back to the two remaining combatants in her wake as Kagurazaka speeds back to the docks, her course wavering as she struggles to keep her head clear enough to navigate.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> Yari frowns, noting the battle to be turning well into the Fleet Daughter's favor. The voice on the radio is clear, and Yari takes a breath. <br /><br /> "Understood, Ma'am. Retreat, minimize losses. I'll do what I can on my end. Good job today, Ladies. You Abyssals have more than earned your reputation. If I can't take her out, she's at least going to take severe damage." It's a promise to her Abyssal allies who have already suffered so much just to make this mission possible. Her voice is filled with respect and love for Wo and the Abyssal Fleet, as strange as that might come across. <br /><br /> Yari's eye narrows at Nagato! "Traitor? What are you talking about? I've never once been your ally. Always been with those strange girls. Don't your dare call me a traitor! I fight with my allies until the bitter end!" She hiss-growls back at Nagato in turn! <br /><br /> The ninja scowls after her blast doesn't seem enough to take out the Admiral, even as she wounds her horribly. She grins, then, as more shrapnel cuts into her, and then a simple fist to her face. She lands on the 'ground' of the water, skidding along, before leaping forward as those turrets lash out at her. Blood, bone, and far too many hisses of pain exit the ninja before her grenades she pulled the pins from finally cook off. She's already mortally wounded from such incautious attacks. Is this ninja trying to die!? <br /><br /> KABOOM! <br /><br /> "Go ahead. We're both soldiers. It's our duty to die for our friends, family, and our countries." Are seemingly her last words as grenades on her wetsuit explode, tearing her into three halves in bloody ragged shreds, and hopefully damaging her opponent. It seems that this ninja might well have decided to end her own, even as merciful as Yuna has been. <br /><br /> It's right around then that the resulting water flail and smoke on the battlefield has her ninjutsu solidify. From above, a trio of ninja descend upon Nagato, concealed umbrella-hilted swords trying to stab out from the smoke to hit as many vital parts as they can, falling upon the Admiral ruthlessly. <br /><br /> "...But like I said, I have too much to live for to just let one or two deaths kill me." Comes Yari amidst the three clones of herself, soul settled nicely into a new illusion-reality-body. Her 'real' body lay floating, torn to bits from cannonfire even as they let go of those swords. Swift handseals, and all three Yari-bodies draw breaths, aiming to flood the Admiral with a wall of fire-ninjutsu to try to burn her up! At least Kagurazaka is retreating, easing much of Yari's worries. Two on one is a little much for the ninja, after all! Still, she memorizes that particular 'shipgirl'. A dangerous opponent, the pair!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The initial surge is not unlike some chi-slinging street fighters having a standoff, including a build-up over whose bullet is bigger and better. The reinforcements of the Nu-class' fighter wings can only do so much, especially tangling with the stronger variants of reppuu that are launched soon after. Their less obvious attempts at trying to disengage turn into an all out retreat. A few get shot down, exposing their 'tails' in the process, their blackened airframes trailing soot where they become damaged, before splash down. The Nu-class that had launched them growls in annoyance at this insult, but the damaged Wo-class' presence keeps it in line from attempting to go even further out. Instead, with hesitation, it opens its mouth to 'eat' the fighters, and return them to wherever Abyssal planes are stored between sorties. The dive bombers from earlier have already returned to Wo's hat's mouth, in similar fashion. No more aircraft are launched, instead both carriers aim to put some distance between themselves and the engagement, before submerging.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The other surface ships, all in various stages of damage, gauge that they also have enough separation now to begin a full retreat. The two more heavily damaged Ru-class battleships are helped along, towed if you will, by their two more healthy sisters. Even Abyssals support one another, you know! It opens them up to more retaliation, the Ne-class -- now weighed down somewhat by this, getting struck in the shoulder and back. Her symbiotic turrets swing around of their own accord and hiss angrily, firing more cruiser-caliber, 8 inch shells. Despite the bluster, it is clear that they are in full retreat, now. If they manage to get far enough away from the harassing fighters, bombers and shells, they will also submerge to relative safety.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;On the plus side, it seems they have left the ship behind. It would be too costly to attempt to retrieve it. What isn't too costly, however, is their ally. Despite their submerging, the Abyssals don't completely withdraw, yet. Instead, the Wo-class observes as best she can through her sonar, the happenings with Yari, and what few snippets they can discern from the bursts of radio traffic. With a beckon, the Wo-class gestures at the Nu-class carrier, the vaguely hamburger-shaped Abyssal receiving the wordless order, and beginning to make its way toward where Nagato and Yari are still going at each other. Hopefully it won't be needed, but just in case... Thankfully, that weird destroyer is already retreating, so no worries about depth charges, as the black shape drifts closer.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Traitor to those who find that there is still good in others." she scoffs back at Yari as the Battleship starts to move forth, only seeing the grenades too late. "I'm more than just a soldier, girl... I... am these girls protector." with Kagurazaka retreating as ordered, she briefly nods... the explosion from Yari's suicidal attack rip holes into her rigging, showing off various bits of ammo and maybe a scared fairy or two.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato stumbles back, heavy breaths as she's up to her shins in water. She was listing, leaning, but she wasn't out of the fight just yet... the keyword being yet. "Looks like I wo..ghrk!?" the sudden voice of Yari... "I saw you... explode..." she mutters, "YOu... you should be dead!" the concealed umbrella swords make even more holes in the Admiral's already damaged body, pained yells from each stab filling up the night and then... the fire.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The ever so hot magical fire... but if she's going down, she's going to take them with her. Nagato angles herself a bit, the high explosive ammo that's exposed gets heated up by the engulfing flames, charring the metal of the rigging a soot black. The fairies abandon ship and start swimming towards shore... "Kawakami Style... Senkan Bakudan. (Battleship Bomb)" if she was going to explode... might as well make it a tribute to the one who did it first.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The ammo fires off... and more... and more... the resulting heat finally cooks off all the ammo both armor peircing and high explosive ammo explodes into a ball of fire and shrapnel, turning Nagato into a living, six foot tall grenade. The shockwave of the explosion making a minor wave chase in all directions... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, back at the Heavy Fleet, the group turns their heads towards the explosion... "Admiral..." comes Musashi's quiet voice. There's a fire in Musashi's eyes, "Make... them.. pay... All ships... FIRE!" Musashi rushes forth to eat the shells into her flesh, exploding and making pock marks upon it. "HOW DARE YOU!" Akagi and Kaga quietly put the bows and arrows away, slinking back... "Call a retreat. We have to go help Nagato..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> "Their protector, nnn? Well. I can believe that much. Anyone less would be on their knees by now." Offers Yari. With every moment, she's coming to respect Nagato even more. Truly, she came unprepared for this woman. <br /><br /> But she's listing, she's falling into the deep. <br /><br /> Yari likes to talk far too much to her opponents. "Deception is a valuable skill in warfare, Admiral. I'd suggest learning, if you manage to live past today." She offers, flicking a hand in a salute as fire converages around the woman to turn her into a slag of metal and flesh. <br /><br /> But the Admiral is resilient, and then, she speaks words that have Yari's eyes going wide. Many times, in fact. All of her bodies react at once, and the now 'true' Yari leaps back even as her other clones leap in front. Even as that explosion cooks off, shredding one body into a red mist, shrapnel tearing into the second body so much that her head nearly comes off, attached by a shred as she slowly sinks to the waves, that painful experience of dying oh-so-slowly due to her wounds burning into her already exhausted true mind and spirit...Yari grits her teeth, and endures. One last ninjutsu from her dying clone has a wind-burst sending the real Yari off a good few meters from he explosion. She's still covered in enough shrapnel to make her arms useless, for only the smallest of gestures. The ninja grins, as she starts to sink down into the cold waters. <br /><br /> "Kawakami Style, huh? You really do make...weird...friends...Momo-sempai. Sorry. Guess I couldn't give you that last lunch..." There's mist in her eyes as she sinks, falling unconscious as her 'fake' bodies fall to mere moonlight-dust. Her 'real' body floats in jagged shards, even as her true body is scooped up into that Nu-class jaws, saving the horrifically bleeding and wounded ninja by a mere thread of life. Truly, the battle between ninja and Admiral has been costly on both sides.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kagurazaka has not yet reached the docks when she hears Nagato exploding, and she breaks off from her RTB course, turning and coming to a halt as she looks to see what she left behind.<br /><br />Other than her half-stifled cry on the radio, she is now *silent* ... and she pours on the speed, heading back to Nagato's position now that Yari is being carried away by one of the Abyssals. Along the way, the blonde destroyer considers a minor dilemma: if Nagato's still on fire when she gets there, she might have to shed her weaponry just to make sure it won't catch fire from trying to carry Nagato back to Hikari. Not that Kagurazaka wants to discard the equipment that others worked hard to make for her, but ...<br /><br />Honestly? Weapons can be replaced, but the lives of her friends are irreplaceable, precious beyond any measure Yuna can imagine. There *IS* no question - she'd shed ALL of her equipment and just swim with her own arms and legs if that's what it took to get Nagato back safely to the port. With that desperation fueling her, Kagurazaka closes in on Nagato like a dolphin charging at a big juicy tuna, scooping her up bodily, and then heading for Hikari's docks as fast as she can go thus encumbered.<br /><br />If Nagato's still on fire by that point, Kagurazaka just starts shedding her weapons along the way - and might do so anyway for the extra speed, mentally apologizing to the equipment fairies before detaching any part of her loadout.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As long as it is left to its own, the Nu-class' only objective is to gobble up Yari Takane. Or at least, what of her that it can. Its large mouth, set into its large, bulbous body, swallows her whole, but thankfully it's relatively safe inside, and airtight as it once again submerges, single 'eye' of an exhaust port seeming to stare down Yuna as it does so. Nice and warm, all the comforts of home. Sadly, there is no in-cruise movie.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the Abyssals retreating, it's full speed ahead to the explosion. Planes zip overhead, allied ones to Yuna's radar, and soon, six more figures come on the horizon. It's the Heavy Fleet. Yuna, however, is definately the first to arrive to see Nagato face down in the sea, still, floating just a bit. The fire seems to have subsided fortunately thanks to waves on the ocean but her gear, her rigging, is nowhere to be found. In her hand, clutches one of Yari's dismembered arms...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When the main fleet arrives, they just surround Yuna wordlessly as Nagato's dragged along by the Special Division Destroyer. Nagato's quite heavy, but it's a slow... and fortunately harmless journey back to Hikari.<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's late and the docks are near empty. Multiple small baths, big enough for just one person line the walls of this massive room, a larger pool is smack dab in the middle of it. The windows show a clear view of the moonlit sky... and Nagato is resting in one of them, nearly fully sunk into the green-looking waters. A small computer system, protected against the water, and small helmet designed to sit on Nagato's head is near by.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato reaches for the helmet, convinently labeled AMUSPHERE... "Mmm. To log in and forget a few things for a while...?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There's some radio chatter all of a sudden, but no combat alarms going off. Instead, there's commentary from one of the destroyers who had been put on watch and just gave up trying to stop her.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Admiral, there's an intruder. It's... ugh. It's Kawakami. And she's flying."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She must have gotten sick of arguing with Akitsumaru and possibly the angry Kiso. It's not hard to tell she's landed outside the baths, probably dressed in her slacks and chipmunk shirt. Sure enough, she slips into the appropriate baths for battleships, the less-used ones... and breathes a sigh of relief. She even kneels on the floor beside you untily you're done with AMUSPHERE, her palms dug into her knees. If anything, she looked... embarassed. And extremely angry. But not with you.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato sighs and sets the Amusphere to the side... "I see..." a light smile crosses her lips briefly before it fades... "Alright... just let her do her thing." she mutters, waiting and sinking underwater a bit more. When Kawakami comes in, she gives a brief nod. "Good evening, Kawakami... it's good to see you on base. Did you wish to be a part of the fleet again?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato uses it as an attempt to start up conversation, eyes looking up towards the oddly embarassed looking girl. "What's wrong, Kawakami? You normally don't look like this?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I'm sorry, Admiral." she bows her head to the floor, touching it. Which was, to say the least, absolutely frightening to see this woman do given her usual attitude. This was not the complete terror you fought the day before the assassination attempt.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I found Yari snooping around my private hangouts trying to dig up dirt on my friends. They're in danger now. I caught her because she was being sloppy. But I hadn't read Atago's reports yet, so I let her off... at the Fed-JSDF embassy in my world, instead of the Union-JSDF embassy." There was enough revised history around the Fleet Daughters to know she meant her world's military well after Nagato's history in Momoyo's Japan.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I should have hauled her straight to Njorun. I only found out when Yuna showed me a picture of her arm which she had regenerated. She's a Fed spy and I've spoken to enough German Spec Ops to know she's going to wish she was dead when her superiors get ahold of her for botching breaking and entering against me... but I'm sorry. I didn't know." She bows her head to the floor again, her fingers quaking.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Nagato, you need to give me the specs on the other ships in the fleet that attacked you. If I go now, I can make damn sure they suffer the rest of the losses they should have." If any other Battleships or Cruisers were eavesdropping on her now, she sounded completely insane. But to the Admiral... she just might pull it off.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And get nothing productive done in the process other than stirring up the hornet's nest. What's more, there's only one or two ships awake that could stop her berserk rampage before it began.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato blinks, who was this woman that is bowing in apology towards her. "Sorry?" she questions, then she goes into her conversation. She gives a brief nod... and a sigh, "Lack of information, while unfortunately, cannot be helped. Atago's report did come late at night, I do not expect many to read it until later." she goes off, watching the bowing once more and those fingers. Something was up with that woman... "I see..." Nagato leans forward, moving a hand under Momoyo's chin and lifting it up...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kawakami. I can give that to you... but you have to promise me something..." outside the baths lean two battleships, whispering between each other, Mutsu and Musashi. Nagato's own high command... "Nagato is going to tell her, isn't she?" "For all that trouble, the girl does have some sort of spark within her..." "Really? She's wanting to commit suicide for the Admiral." "That's the spark..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's eyes look towards the door before leaning back, "Before I do, why? Do you intend to sacrifice yourself as retribution for what was done? To take payment for something that I have accepted as part of my duties?" she shakes her head, "There are many ships, varied as they are us. Monstrous looking things... to some that look human... and some that take a horrifying visage of what we are..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato submerses herself into the water a bit and pops back up, head above water. The timer on the wall states twelve hours and some change left. "Momoyo..." she starts, taking a soft breath, "You know I cannot ask you to take on the entire Abyssal fleet by yourself..." she pauses, it's a long pause, "But... I can give you the means to enact your revenge... if you give me time."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She lets her chin be raised, her own hellish eyes meeting yours. Her bangs fell over her face a bit, messy as they always were, but she finally nodded.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She could already sense Mutsu and Musashi anyway, and either one of them alone was enough to stop her... both were more than enough to put her in the brig until Zelgius picked her up if she protested further. She didn't intend to commit suicide, but her lack of self-preservation and samurai spirit was evident. It was roiling and it demanded blood to atone for her accidental mistake.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Alright." she replies. It was almost surprising that she assented so easily. "I knew you would never give me permission to do that even if I'm not under your command. But they aren't aware of me yet. Give me the chance to rain hell down on them." she mutters, getting to her feet. Seeing as how Nagato was alright and, near as she could tell, clearly exhausted, she didn't have anything more to say. "I'm going to turn myself in to the two girls out there and get out of here." she replies, expecting to be escorted off-base for her behavior. Still, she was reasonably abrupt and professional... a marked change in her behavior. Even since just that one fight, she nearly acted like a Samurai toward her Lord toward you instead of a ronin idiot... it was in her blood, after all.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Unless Nagato spoke sharply and stopped her, she stalked toward the entrance to the baths to go face down the eavesdroppers peacefully.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a brief sigh. "Momoyo Kawakami..." it was spoken sharply, "I will give you your chance." she does hope this stops the stalking towards the exit, but knowing Momoyo.. maybe not... Nagato gives a sigh, it was evident that she was reluctant to do this, but... seeing Kawakami's behavior. "You remind me of the Admiral I had a long time ago. And for a while, even if it was brief, you were part of my fleet. You're still one of my girls, even if you're not. It.. actually pains me to do this."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's at that moment Musashi opens the door and stares down both the Admiral and the Subordinate. "We understand your fire, do not get us wrong. We just don't want you to... sacrifice yourself for the Admiral." comes Musashi's firm voice, "Admiral Nagato. Your orders?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato sighs softly, "Kawakami... you want your chance to rain hell on them? Are you willing to be the that one shell we launch? That one fire to sink an entire fleet?" she gives a brief wince of pain, "Nagato! Rest..." Musashi turns towards Kawakami, staring down the girl. Oddly enough, Musashi seems to be just a tad more powerful than the Admiral. "Kawakami, huh? I heard your exploits... and what you did to Nagato." Mutsu just strolls on by and leans near Nagato, not even caring about embarrasing the Admiral with a brief hug. Musashi shakes her head and stares down Momoyo...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The attack fleet was three battleships, a heavy cruiser, a light carrier and an standard carrier. The battleships have heavy armor and armament, not unlike the Admiral. The Cruiser is hardened but is less armored than the battleships. The carriers have light armor but can launch planes. It's best to launch a suprise attack if you want to do the most damage..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She continues to stare Musashi down. She wanted, of course, to get angry, but if anything these would be the girls creating her opening. The point of sending Momoyo in to retaliate was quite a bit different than sending Yari in... Yari was designed to take out a specific target.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Momoyo's attack would be designed to do as much damage to enemy morale as possible. If they were shaken at all, they wouldn't get very far from the Fleet Daughters even if they overpowered Momoyo temporarily.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Still, three battleships. That gave her pause. She was standing next to three battleships now. That was far different than some stupid mock school war. Any one of them were tough enough to stop Momoyo in her tracks. Momoyo, of course, was an excellent counter to a single Goliath... but only sent in at the right time and sufficiently pissed off.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Damn..." she punches the doorframe, not that close to Musashi and fairly slowly. "Okay... I get it. If I want this raid to be effective, I have to avoid the battleships. It's the only way. If I mow down enough destroyers and about three cruisers, that should turn into a rout and keep them from retreating, right...? What about... six cruisers?" Even six cruisers was extremely ambitious for a surprise attack... but Nagato had plenty of warning in advance. The berserk martial artist could do untold damage if she didn't aim at any armored targets. Luckily, though, the conversation kept her from acting rashly near the dusky platinum-blonde.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Musashi eyes the fist and places her hand on it. "Kawakami, the best way to damage their morale? Attack their princesses or attack the Wo-Class herself. She regularly appears in Boston, however, it's neutral territory." Musashi makes a face, seems she doesn't like neutral territory... "Most of their fleet is replacable. Sure, you'll damage their ability to attack or supply themselves for a bit, but to attack and defeat a Princess..." Nagato and Mutsu gives Musashi a strange look, Musashi grins a sly grin... something the two other battleships know damn well.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Musashi continues "The problem becomes finding them. None of our scout planes have come back alive to report. We are going to be starting a combined fleet soon, to take out what we can... a sweeping advance." Another knowing look towards Mutsu and Nagato, "We can send you with a team, I know you will work better alone, but you'll want to have some protection, even if it's just to bail you out. So what I'm offering you is a chance to join up in cruiser gear, even if it's just to get close, and lead a fleet to it. I've seen how you fight. I've seen your battle lust. Nagato has said stories..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's here Mutsu finally speaks, her voice is softer, more caring, "Musashi might just have a bit of battle lust in her own self as well. But, she is right, you'll want some backup even if it's to rescue you~. I'm not so sure about making Kawakami here a Flagship, but her... unique way of leading did prove very effective with the Submarine crew..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:928|Momoyo Kawakami (928)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She nods. "Alright... damn. We'd have to flank them." she rubs the back of her neck. "Wo-class, huh... Got any paperwork?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Looking at the pictures, she finally had a target to vent her fury on. But all that armor made her heart sink a bit. All those skull-like planes would be pelting her... and the bombers would be willing to bomb Wo to protect her and hit Momoyo. Momoyo wasn't going in with any armor after all, only rapid regenerative capabilities, just as likely to damage enemy morale but she could only heal most wounds at most 30 times. She was going to have to use Restoration far more than that even if 30 was beyond impressive.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She sits with Musashi chattering over the diagrams of Wo and some Ri and Ru-class supporting cruisers. "My world is neutral territory. An Abyssal fleet could attack it too, in spite of everything." she muses. Even Kawakami City was rather coastal all things considered, and the Gate was separated from the City by suspension bridge.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's faster if I just challenge her in Boston. Not as much armor, and if she's not facing a Fleet Daughter she'll be completely flat-footed even if I frontally assault her." she grouches to Musashi, chattering about an unrealistic plan.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Wait, that's it!!!" she hops to her feet, moving over to Nagato. "Okay, so what if I find a way to talk to Ageha and commission 20 Cookie Droids? If they send in a new experimental prototype, you can spread false rumors about a new super-weapon!" she shakes the Admiral's shoulder a bit, pointing her to some articles on Kuki Corp. through the Union internet. "Each droid is about as strong as a light cruiser, but they don't even have to do the same kind of damage. They're filler for the Fleet Daughters. If we flood the air with planes and Droids, that's more than enough cover for me to crack Wo's armor even in an extended solo engagement...!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It depended entirely on Wo's personality and what Nagato could glean of Cookie's capabilities.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Musashi shakes her head, this girl was something. "You'd give Tenryuu a run for her money..." a hearty laugh and she gives a sigh, "Kawakami, let's discuss this when it's not so late. The Admiral needs some more rest..." as she points to the dwindling clock, "And us three have to have a chat with each other. Your room is still open, by the way, here. Go ahead and get a bath in the destroyer's docks and head to bed, we'll catch up with you later? OK?"<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After experiences with Kongou and Yamashiro's Abyssal selves, the Wo-class carrier had come to certain understandings, and a decision or two. Some discussions with Psyber on the matter had further solidified what she had chosen to do. Basically, when she sees one like those two, Yamashiro being an earlier test case, she would no longer hold them back. In fact, through an agreement with Nagato, she would actively put them in position to be retrieved, if that turned out to be their wish.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The tell-tale signs are slightly different, depending on the case. They may involve a connection with something Earthly, a spoken longing, or even an obsession. A distance from the other Abyssals; their thoughts becoming more difficult to read, as their psychic songs fall out of tune. Whichever suite of 'symptoms' this other Abyssal carrier had displayed, Wo had come to accept that she was likely lost to their cause. It was time to make good on the promise she made, for both this other sister's sake, and her own.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'Even if they become my enemy, I want them to be somewhere that they are happy.' The energy required to retain an Abyssal that doesn't want to be part of the team anymore, while Samar would disagree, is simply not worth it, to Wo. It's both pragmatic and a genuine well-wishing.<br /> <br />-- <br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With that background, we arrive to this evening. Wo was not precisely lying when she made the arrangements; they were to meet a fleet daughter patrol and engage them in battle. That much is true. Unspoken and kept to herself, Nagato, as well as her most trusted sisters, is the true reason this other carrier has been called up for this outing. Accompanying the carriers, a Nu-class inclusive, is the elite Tsu-class, her crimson aura wafting about her frame, and keeping an eye over the horizon with her strong radar. There is also the usual flock of Destroyers, arranged in a ring around them, with the light cruiser at the head of the formation.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"They -- will be, close," comes a spoken warning to the others, with certainty. Even though she could not actually be certain that Nagato would not change her mind, at the last minute. She turns to the relative newcomer next, seeming to speak to her directly, with her golden eyes glowing from beneath the darkening brim of her flight deck of a hat, "Hold -- your aircraft, for now. You will be, the re-serve strike...wing. Once air cover, is se-cure." With this, the hinged jaws of the Wo-class' flight deck, and the body of the Nu-class, open, jet turbine screams accompanying Abyssal fighters emerging.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They'd best be on time, or it might lead to uncomfortable questions.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's already running forward, the conversations she's had with the Wo-class, the information given about another Wo-class' waning spirit and the agreement upon what she made with Wo's communications, she gives a bit of a nod. Confirming no one else was around, she gives a sigh, "If they were to find out..." she shakes her head and readies her guns, the turrets traversing as she holds her position in wait for the fleet's backup that she's summoned. It's an odd fleet composition too. Battleship at the head, an anti-air destroyer, an anti-air light cruiser, a heavy cruiser an amphibious landing carrier, and a seaplane tender. Though with the anti-air she's requisitioned, that should make Chitose's job a lot easier.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago, however, finishes her loadout and is skating ahead, a bit slow at first to allow everyone else to catch up before pulling forward again. "Shigure, it looks like you're flagship for this fleet. Nagato's running her own self so we will defer to you for formation and orders. Okay~" Atago's cheerful nature should ease up any tensions, hopefully. Akitsumaru's pale face gives Atago a questioning look, "Sir, with respect, but why am I needed here, sir? Are we running a transport operation, sir, is that why we have the Daihatsu here?" a pause, "If so, where is Maruyu and the rest of the drum canister carrying destroyers?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; For this particular Wo-Class Carrier, the signs were a combination of a subtle distance from the others. Brooding off by herself, saying even less than she usually would, and changes in her behavior. The typical activities they engaged in as the Abyssal Fleet, no longer resonated with this one. She hesitated. She grew angry. But she did not say why, nor did she act. She continued to perform her duty to the fleet when requested, but it was there. And apparently it was noticed, unbeknownst to her. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Thus came this particular outing. Told that they were to engage a Fleet Daughter patrol in battle at a strategic point, this one offered no complaints. There was nothing particularly offensive to her sensibilities about this operation. She would participate. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "...Aff...irmative." The Wo-Class Carrier nodded, speaking in a broken tone to her superior. "I ...will...stand ready...to act." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her hard gaze then directed itself to the waters ahead, awaiting the beginning of the battle.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure speeds down the launch ramp, pulling her backpack free from the berths. One of the large caliber barrels has been replaced by what looks like a gattling gun assembly, three smaller arrays of six barrels, able to spin together and independently. Some abomination cooked up by Yuubari no doubt. "All ships, Double Line formation until we reach the enemy." she turns to Atago. "You are on point with me. Chitose, Akitsumaru, at the rear of the formation. Kagurazaka, you are second rank in the center. You are to protect the support ships at any cost. Understood?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The normally quiet Destroyer has a certain fire in her eyes, though her voice never rises above the normal, soft drawl she usually has. The words carry surprisingly well, however. "Chitose, launch first wave once we have cleared the skies."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose nods, and loads up her launch rails. "Zuiun attack wave ready to launch at your command, Flagship." replies the Seaplane Tender jovially. Shigure then looks to Akitsumaru. "Keep your planes in reserve, if they have a second wave, launch escorts and destroy them."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Understood, Shigure!" Kagurazaka replies, maneuvering into her new place in the revised formation. She's not wearing the same destroyer loadout that she was sporting when Yari tried to assassinate Nagato; the arrangement of turrets (mostly turrets, in fact) and other hardware more closely resembles a light cruiser than a destroyer.<br /><br />She's also just a little sluggish in maneuvering, like she's not totally acclimated to the balance or the fit or something. Hopefully, a defensive role means she won't have to worry as much about it. It's not as bad as when she was first trying out her destroer gear in training - the same general principles apply - but ... well, if anyone goes after *her* specifically, she might be at a disadvantage.<br /><br />She's quietly hoping not to be singled out.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Besides their obvious physical resemblance, enough to where it might be difficult to tell them apart if one were not that familiar, that obedience even in the eyes of doubt had caused Wo to reflect on her own current situation. That is yet another reason why she has to do something against this status quo. She does not feel trapped as an Abyssal, but she knows that feeling is not universal among them. Her eyes linger just ever slightly longer on her 'twin', even as the other appears to focus on the task at hand. "Yes," the flagship carrier responds, before turning her own sight back forward, and leaning just more heavily on her command staff.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There is little doubt in Wo's mind that her intuition is not the correct one. If she were mistaken, well...she will cross that unlikely bridge, if it comes to it. The Tsu-class' helmet of a head suddenly raises subtly, glancing at something seemingly over the horizon, and the destroyers buzz and gurgle excitedly among themselves. Those golden eyes from before narrow, "They're - here." A meaningful look is exchanged with the Tsu-class, though the latter has no obvious eyes with which to peer back. There seems to be a certain understanding, telepathically flowing between them.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The protective ring formation changes on the fly into a balanced, double line of their own, the destroyers and light cruiser forming up in front of the carrier forces. To get a better appraisal of the situation, the Tsu-class launched an Abyssal scout plane, lifting one massively, gun-gloved arm effortlessly, and firing it off like a dart. Taking flight, it quickly catches up to the fighters and overtakes them, surging directly towards those radar strikes. "Sis-ter," she speaks, "When-ever, you are ready." The words have a loaded meaning, that isn't immediately obvious, given the situation.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She'll be counting on Nagato to keep her side reigned in, as well. There is a lot of trust here...it will be easy for something to go wrong.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back at the formation, Akitsumaru and Atago give a firm nod and fall into formation, Atago at the front and Akitsumaru in the rear. Hidden in that Daihatsu is Akitsumaru's flight scroll and summoning talismans for a sneak airstrike when requested. She also speaks up when spoken to, a nod is given towards Shigure, "Understood, sir. Akitsumaru will be ready, sir, with planes hidden until needed, sir." ever the formal one she gives a salute of understanding and looks towards Chitose, "I shall back you up, Chitose, sir. We shall gain air superiority, sir. Even if I'm carrying the Daihatsu."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago gives a smile, "Now there's the girl I was hoping to see take up the role quite nicely, good job, Shigure." as she finishes maneuvering next to Shigure, giving a nod as she turns back towards Kagurazaka, "It seems the Admiral has you as a light cruiser today? Looking to try something new or was this on order from the Admiral?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, back at the meeting point. Nagato's eyes close as radar pings. They're almost in range... and the Abyssal's are setting up their own double line... "It is time." she pulls out a small flare gun from her back and points it to the sky... and with a bang, the flare screams towards the sky and explodes... "Type three shells, sanshiki loaded..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"A little of both," Kagurazaka answers Atago with a smile. "She decided I'd make a good light cruiser after -" Her smile flickers noticeably. "- after the attempted assassination, when I did pretty well holding off the enemy aircraft. But since my own gear isn't ready yet, I was allowed to borrow Nagara's."<br /><br />She catches herself veering slightly out of position, grimaces a bit, and rights herself, aligning her course and position properly with her allies. "Nagara's isn't a perfect fit for me, obviously," she adds with a sheepish grin. "I'll still do my best, though!"<br /><br />That's about all the conversation she has time for, though. Kagurazaka diverts some of her attention to her 'crew' of equipment fairies, wondering if she should send a scout of her own aloft. Radar is probably enough for now, though, and with Nagato's report, she's able to match up the count and rough class breakout of the Abyssal force. Her smile fades the rest of the way as a recent memory drifts back to the surface of her thoughts, and is just as quickly shunted aside. There'll be time to think about the future later, even the very near future. She's in mid-mission; *that* needs to be her focus until the fleet returns safely to Hikari.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The carrier nodded. getting into double line formation at the back. At the words 'Whenever you are ready', she responded. 'Under...stood." Her fitout's jaws opened wide, releasing a number of assault planes into the air as she skated forward to join the beginning battle, keeping in formation. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She really had no idea that this was all a huge setup prepared just for her. Who knows how she would have responded if she knew. Maybe it would be better that she never finds out. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Spottng the flare in the sky distantly, the carrier narrowed her eyes. "Target...general area...confirmed. Converging...at once." And upon her words, her assault planes up above changed their direction, heading in the flare's direction with armaments prepared to fire at a moment's notice. When looking at her like this, it would be hard to believe that this particular Wo-Class was having doubts at all...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure's hair flaps twitch faintly. "Incoming enemy air wave. Akitsumaru, hold your craft until my go." She lifts the gattling cannon up. "Kagurazaka, suppressive fire, we need to clear a path for Chitose's attack wave." The barrels begin to spin, and with a sound like Zeus just let off a ripping fart, 25mm slugs go flying into the air, lashing out in a near constant 'beam' of tracer fire at the approaching Abyssal planes. Her other cannon lifts next, and more traditional flak shells join the tracer fire, exploding in puffs of black smoke and shrapnel.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once a path is cleared out, Chitose lifts her launch rails, and the propellers spin up on her planes. The two 'guns' and the pair of shoulder rails releasing not one, but four each in rapid sequence. These angle off and head toward the Abyssal fleet. "You know what to do... I'm counting on you." she tells them, cryptically.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The flare was the signal they had all been waiting for, even if some positioning and readiness had to be done beforehand. The Tsu-class leading the charge certainly doesn't hesitate, and while she was one of the few Wo trusted to know that this was mostly for show, she still had to make this convincing. She'll just take this opportunity to take out her frustrations on some of those past embarassments. With a raising gurgling coming from in her throat, the large-armed cruiser levels one bank of turrets toward the fleet daughters' position. The destroyers' mouths open, revealing their 5-inch guns inside. Within moments of each other, all of them begin to fire shells.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There was certainly room for doubt, on this other Wo-class. Just like her, her face was difficult to read. Yet, the signs were unlikely to be wrong, and that similarity is what reinforced her belief. The Nu-class light carrier between them, not as aware of the intentions as the Tsu-class is, seems to gurgle a question to the flagship Wo-class. "...no, not yet." She glances again to her counterpart, "Her planes, will be e-nough." What comes across as confidence in her abilities is, actually...testing her, further. It is only on the battlefield, she has experienced, that the true awakening happens.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Not that she and the light carrier are completely passive, however. The fighters climb momentarily to a higher elevation, to where the anti-air from Shigure - and likely soon enough, Yuna - will be thinner. The scout plane, having accomplished its mission and encountering the dense clouds of flak, banks sharply and starts heading for home, especially as a close strike sends splinters of its airframe scattering away from it. A billow of smoke follows, though it seems to be airworthy, for the moment. The fighters finally descend into the dense and unfriendly fire, opening up with their cannons at the seaplane bombers and aiming to thin their numbers.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Inevitably, three air superiority fighters fall prey to the anti-air. Two suffer structural damage and stall out, crashing into the sea. Another gets its internal turbine struck through, prompting a complete and catastrophic failure, and subsequent explosion mid-air. Unlike the fleet daughters' equivalent, there are no cute fairies ejecting. The remaining ones are relentless, however. They have their responsibilities to their own assault bombers, being fielded by that other Wo-class carrier.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;What a gift... soon, she might have an aircraft carrier to rescue... but she does worry about Wo. Nagato hasn't told anyone else about this, on suspicion that she might be returning to the Abyssal side, but it's different. "Time to make this convincing, right?" The battleship's turrets elevate and with an explosive rapport, she'll help to thin out the air-ranks with the sanshiki, those flak shells bursting in mid air to pelt some of those fighters and bombers with shrapnel... though, she starts to reload a different shell type, her normal, explosive shells perhaps.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Akitsumaru gives a salute and gets herself ready, her first real sortie that wasn't a transportation mission and Atago's there, turrets ready. "PAN PAKA PAAAN~" and with that hip wiggle, turrets fire, launching shells across the way towards the incoming fire from those enemy destroyers! "I'll cover you all with defensive fire! Don't worry about me, my armor's going to protect you." now jsut where was the Admiral...?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kagurazaka's turrets elevate in near-unison, the hip- and thigh-mounted turrets simply lifting their barrels, while the hand-held turret is raised with both hands supporting the grip. She doesn't open fire immediately upon sighting the Abyssal planes; partly she's letting her equipment fairies make sure the proper ammunition is loaded - and frankly, they know their jobs better than she does. The sound of shells being loaded rises from each turret in turn, though, and she focuses on the inbound planes. They're not quite close enough yet.<br /><br />Just a little closer ...<br /><br />"... and FIRE!!" she calls out, her turrets going off in syncopated succession. She's taking her cue to some extent from her comrades - and deliberately aiming for 'gaps' that she spotted in their own anti-air bombardment, focusing as best she can on the bombers but not sparing the air-superiority units if they're convenient to shoot at.<br /><br />Maybe shooting with all of her turrets that close together wasn't the best decision - it does take time to reload between shots - but spreading her shots out too far would cut down on how much damage she can dish out without giving the fighters a chance to regroup, and possibly to evade her follow-up shots. As it is, the moment Kagurazaka's turrets can fire again, she'll be dishing out more shots at the hostile aircraft, and by that point they'll probably be close enough to aim at *specifically* instead of just trying to saturate the air around them with explosives and flak bursts.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Remaining ignorant, the Wo-Class Carrier sped forward, assault bombers above moving at her command. Keeping behind the front line, she eyed the enemy ranks. ?.That one firing wildly looked like a good target. Expression unchanging, the Standard Carrier directed her assault planes Yuna's way, weaving through anti-air fire. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Several took hits, but they released their loads above the stand-in destroyer, bombs whistling as they sailed downwards, pulling by gravity. Upon impact, they would unleash their explosive payouts. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Go for the one that seemed to be the least experienced. Thin out their ranks from the bottom up. It seemed perfectly reasonable.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose grits her teeth a little. Her Zuiun aren't built for air to air combat. The fairies are veterans though, and do their best to evade the incoming air superiority craft, banking out of the way of cannon fire... but they're much slower and less agile than a dedicated fighter, so their numbers thin out quickly. "Second wave, Launch!" she says, almost a little desperate as almost the entire first wave comes tumbling down in flaming wrecks, parachutes marking the pilots bailing out.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The air battle is not looking good. Akitsumaru..." she speaks the girl's name, but provides no additional input. Hopefully the Assault Transport knows the intention as Shigure pulls ahead a little. "Port side battery, reload Armour Piercing. Right side battery Armour Piercing Composite Rigid." the left cannon clanks and whirrs as it reloads the proper shell. The right side gattling asembly ejects a spent ammo barrel, splashing into the water, before it too clanks and whirrs to load the new reel of bullets. "Allied warning, torpedoes, check my vector." she calls, before the thigh turrets traverse, and a full spread of eight Long Lance torpedoes splash into the water, streaking out towards the oncoming Abyssals.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It was Akitsumaru's turn to shine here. Up from the Daihatsu comes a large, wound up scroll that quickly expands into a half circle around the Assault Transport, a smile is given as she starts going into hand signs, chanting in some strange language as the talismans start floating up from the Daihatsu, towards the intake of the flight scroll and quickly gaining speed and form before launching off as full fledged fighter craft, shooting quickly into the air and heading straight for the Wo-class ships. "Akitsumaru, launching planes, sir!" still ever proper...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With an unspoken command, the more familiar Wo-class' remaining fighters climb back into the air. Another essentially explodes from the concentrated anti-air fire, but they're performing about as well as could be expected. This prompts a somewhat confused gurgling from the Nu-class light carrier, as it pivots its entire body to look at Wo pointedly. "Re-call and pre-pare, another wave," she says, just as pointedly in response. While it might question it, when they're doing well, it also turns back to the engagement and its own fighters also begin a withdrawal. A sanshiki air burst causes one on the edge of the formation to begin trailing black smoke, but it isn't lethal damage. Yet. It's still a long flight 'home'.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She glances to her companion Wo-class again, still so focused on the bombing, and trying to find any trace of what she might be feeling, as she makes her attack run. Finally, she speaks up again, addressing her directly as the Nu-class is freshly distracted. "Sis-ter," she says, simply. "Does this - feel, nos-talgic to you?" Her golden eyes turn back out toward the scenes of battle. The previously pristine blue sky is now blackened with soot and the shrapnel of shells. And then, more direct to the point, as she tightens her grip around the hook of her control staff, "It is - our place. To re-peat this...for-ever. If you could, change that...would you, I won-der?" Had she noticed, then?<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The flagship Wo once again falls silent, to focus on the returning and retreating fighters, their thinned numbers now pursued by Akitsumaru's own (surprising!) wing. The Tsu-class and destroyers have mostly been able to avoid the long range shelling from Atago, despite it shaking up their formation. Those incoming fleet fighters present a threat that can't be ignored, however. The back line, as well as the Tsu-class, interrupt their surface shelling to turn their cannons skyward, the distinctive sound of different shells being loaded audible. The front line notices torpedoes in the water, as well, and buzzes a general warning. The ones in the back line, while focusing on air defense, begin their own evasive maneuvers a bit late. The last Ha-class destroyer, a cyclopian variant similar to the I-class, manages to avoid a direct hit, but still lists after absorbing the immediate explosion.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This also means the air screen isn't as effective, at least as it could have been. This causes Wo's mouth to frown, ever so slightly -- but she'll trust in Nagato to intervene, if it becomes too much.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure continues to pull ahead... and begins to sing softly, her voice hauntingly carrying across the waves. It's not a particular song, more an acapella melody, which contrasts the destruction raining about her as aircraft splash down in flames. She closes into guns range, leveling the left cannon first, letting it fire, before tucking in and speeding up, aiming to strafe across the front line with the much smaller caliber, but higher fire-rate gattling cannon, looking to punch holes in vital components so the others have an easier time at taking them, down.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose's second wave, unmolested now, angles in on a diving run at the Tsu-class, releasing bombs in a spread pattern. They pull up, and skim the waterline before rising back into the air, aiming the second part of a two-stage bomb run on the back-line carriers! "Found you!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Silence, and a questioning glance is the flagship's reward for her inquiry. "Nos-talgic?" Why was she being asked this NOW of all times? Weren't they in the middle of a sortie? Why was she bing asked thi- But then suddenly, there was a flash in her mind. "...?" Feeling something akin to a headache, images came flooding in. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Engineers hard at work, looking proud of what they were doing. And then another image. Those same engineers leaving the development bay with weary looks on their faces. Another image; the empty bay. No one has come to see her for a while. Another image; A single engineer looking up at her with a sad smile. 'I'm sorry.' <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The Wo-Class doubled over, eyes widening. "G...Gra...f..." And then another image. There was fire. Fire all around. And she was sinking. Sinking into the depths of the sea. "Ze...Zep...pellin...?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And the headache became worse. "A-Ah......Ah.....--"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Most of the fleet is shifting to offensive mode now; Kagurazaka, however, was ordered to focus on anti-air defense, and that's exactly what she inends to do - particularly with some bombers that managed to release their weapons. "Come on, come on," Kagurazaka mutters under her breath, hoping her equipment fairies can hurry with the reloading -<br /><br />Well, technically not HER fairies; they're Nagara's support team, but they're the support which Kagurazaka has right now. And she knows they're doing the best they can.<br /><br />As each turret is reloaded, Kagurazaka steadies her aim and focuses once more - not on the aircraft, but on the falling bombs. The weapons which have fallen furthest - gotten closest to the kanmusu, even Kagurazaka herself - are the most immediate danger, and thus the first priority to try and shoot out of the sky. Maybe most kanmusu wouldn't think this way; Kagurazaka - Yuna - *DOES* think that way, though, and if she can stop even one bomb from detonating against any member of the fleet, she's going to do everything she can towards that goal.<br /><br />Unfortunately, the bombs were released closer together than Kagurazaka can fire, and it's only at the last second that she thinks of something as simple as just trying to get out of the way. By that point ...<br /><br /><span class=" fg_r bg_n ++ r">*BOOM*</span><br /><br />... all she can do is try to avoid a *direct* hit. The impact still flings her out of the water, singed and bruising at the very least - but it also means that the other bombs which were aimed at her go off further away, comparatively speaking.<br /><br />Even as her battered form skips and bounces across the water, Kagurazaka's already trying to right herself, to get back into formation and continue protecting the others. That comes before even seeing how bad the damage to her equipment is, or to herself. She's visibly in pain - and no small amount of it - but she's not about to let the fleet down ...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With confirmation from a certain enemy carrier, Nagato gives a brief nod before speaking to her own radio. "Ignore the others, focus the carrier!" Oddly enough, Nagato isn't firing a shot, while it might be suspicious, the cloud of smoke might interfere with the planes... and she's still reloading some shells. She turns around, back facing the enemy group and she gives a smile... "She'll come home..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, Akitsumaru's planes chase after Chitose's own, providing much needed air cover for the seaplanes. "It's been a while since I could use my planes, sir, thank you for letting them launch, sir." she comments with Atago giving a nod, taking aim and letting shell after shell loose towards the remembered Wo-Class, only to turn back as the bomb hits.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago quickly breaks formation only to move and assist Kagurazaka to get back up, "Come on now, Kagurazaka, we should be going more on the offensive now. Aim at the carrier this time and we should be able to turn them away with minimal damage." a pause, "And Atago will take good care of you at the docks once we get back!" with a bright smile and dusting off of the new Light Cruiser.. "Now, let's go~" another turn around, "Pan paka paaan~" and another thunderous rapport of shells head straight for the carrier!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The bombers are coming. Wo is aware of that much. The Tsu-class and her destroyer's screen is disrupted, and provided minimal resistance. Those fighters buzzing through weren't going to be alone. A gurgling from the light cruiser with those enormous arms confirms those suspicions. She gives another glance to the other carrier, then. She knows those feelings, well...that same grip of paralysis that completely overcame her, when she was forced to face what she was, and perhaps in some degree, still is. "...I'm so-rry," she says, despite her monotone, managing to sound sad and regretful. "I really en-joyed, our time to-gether. Perhaps...some-day... On a more, peace-ful sea." Closing her eyes, she reaches over to place a black gloved hand on her counterpart's shoulder, and then draw her close. The comforting gesture is short-lived, however, before she disperses. Now that the Nu-class is alert, and gurgling, she regains her commanding tone, "E-vasive actions!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This unfortunately, depending on your perspective, leaves that suffering Wo-class to take that evasive action, on her own. Yet, would she have enough mental awareness left, with her senses that overcome, to be able to? The destroyers and light cruiser also look back, but being peppered by fire from Shigure -- though doing superficial damage, also prevents them from offering immediate assistance. The Tsu-class gurgles her frustrations, and would like nothing more than to engage in more direct melee with that troublesome destroyer, and that 'new' light cruiser...but orders are orders. Instead, she simply absorbs as much as she can for herself and her destroyers, with those massive arms of hers, which get thoroughly ripped up. One bank of turrets is now little more than slag.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose's attack craft wing over, and start their dive, barreling down to release their second bombs, this time not in a scattered pattern to maximize damage spread... but instead, focussed on the crippled carrier, elaving the Nu-class and Wo to their evasion.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure maintains harrassment on the enemy formation. She's out of formation, but those gattling guns fire insanely fast. Lots of little stings that if not attempted to evade or deflect, mount up, especially if they hit something vital, like one of those glowing eyes, or get into the firing mechanism inside the mouth. The cannon on the left opens up again, but she's focussing on keeping the defence line beleagured and unable to assist the Carrier.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Wh-at?" She managed to get out, giving her sister and retreating comrades a confused, and pained look. Why were they leaving her? Why weren't they helping? Why was she sorry? What was going on!? These memories, this sortie, this pain. It was all too much to process at once, and before the crippled Wo-Class could gather her bearings enough to begin evasive maneuvers, a torpedo struck. BLAM. Half her rigging was blown off, leaving a grotesque looking half jaw remaining, leaking black ichor into the sea. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then a volley of shells struck the water all around her. Several made impact, punching rough holes into her armor. "...!?" It was too much. The damage was racking up. With a very familiar feeling of betrayal and abandonment filling her, the carrier grit her teeth as she sunk into the depths of the ocean. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ...... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And after several moments of silence, the surface lit up, and with a burst, something returned from the depths to the surface, parting the water with a splash. In a flash of light, a humanoid figure coalesced into being. Wearing a white military uniform, a matching white hat, and a matching cape, with blonde hair tied into pigtails, the figure opened her blue eyes, revealing...a very, very dark look. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Th-That WAS a Fleet Daughter, right? Right? <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "......" And without comment, she tested her movement, raising an arm and clenching and unclenching a hand. As she did this, several pieces of rigging formed around her. So this is who she was. Graf Zeppelin-Class Standard Carrier, returned from the depths. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And there was no fanfare. No cheerful greetings. No cady and rainbows. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She looked pissed, would be the most appropriate descriptor.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It was, painful, for Wo, as well. Just as it was with Kongou. Yet, it would be better this way, in the end. That the other carrier had essentially become paralyzed with the flood of memories was all she needed, to confirm that. While her words might have ringed hollow, in light of that abandonment to her destiny...hopefully, one day, whomever this other Wo-class will become, will come to understand why this happened. For now, though, it's all that Wo can do to shield herself from the wall of water that results, as the one left behind can't dodge. When she lowers her cape, she stares openly at the bubbling froth and pooled oil where the carrier once stood. Even moreso when that light emerges. Graf Zeppelin, huh? And she looks pretty pissed off.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Nu-class, not in on this, gargles annoyedly and the throaty whine of jet turbines can be heard to be coming from inside its mouth. 'We'll just--!!' Wo casts a sharp look at it, however, "No. We're - done here..." 'But,' the light carrier wordly pleads! "...full re-treat. They have, nu-meric advantage, now." Put that way, its frustration and anger finally has to give in to the logic of the situation. "--Tsu, you, as well." Still soaking up hit after hit, yet for some reason not openly retaliating, the light cruiser gargles a confirmation. She casts a look, or so one would assume, at Shigure, before breaking into a full withdrawal, taking her destroyer charges with her. One stubborn I-class that looks still wanting to fight gets lifted by the 'scruff' by a massively gloved hand, and hauled off -- manually.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;If there is no pursuit, the Abyssal forces seem to be in full retreat from the area. Though Wo does cast one more glance at the newly risen Graf Zeppelin, before turning completely away. For the foreseeable future, they will be enemies. But at least she will be where she belongs...that's what matters.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>By the time Kagurazaka settles back into formation, the fight is pretty much over; the Wo-class which was the target for most of the fleet has resurfaced as a newly-reborn Fleet Daughter - which Kagurazaka can see for herself, well enough, but is mostly confirmed by Nagato on the radio.<br /><br />Kagurazaka does take a moment to wave to the now ex-Abyssal, but other than that, returning to base - with Atago's help - and hitting the repair baths sounds like a really good idea ...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There is no pursuit from Nagato and her orders have all but confirmed there will be no pursuit from the others. She gives a bit of a look back, watching the Wo-class and her allies retreat. She gives a brief nod, only to confirm that they've left and she starts heading back with Akitsumaru heading straight towards Graf Zeppelin, placing her into the Daihatsu and puttering on the way back to the base. With Akitsumaru's fighters hovering around the group, she keeps a good watch along the attack-gone-escort party while Atago leads Kagurazaka back home.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graf Zeppelin would have given Nagato a supremely distrustful look, before reluctantly joining her aboard transport. One look was spared for her 'sister', Wo, and her fleeing former comrades. "......" She was still making heads or tails of all of this, but all she knew was that... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She was not happy. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; This was not how she expected this mission to end.<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's late night, roughly around the midnight hour with the entire base lit up, flood lights washing over the airstrip and the open, and empty, hangar at the end with one particularly dressed figure at the end of the runway. The anti-air turrets, fortunately, are not manned tonight and the alarms for a night expedition are heard around the base, six destroyers shooting out of the docks and heading southeast. Nagato stands waiting, in an attentive state with her legs together, arms at her side and eyes staring forth the length of the runway.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"An IS, huh. I wonder." she shakes her head from the thought and waits idly by, ever in a wait for the guest to Hikari.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:940|Mairead Sandilands (940)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Flying in the sky, is a small blimp, but it is hard to see, due to the coloration and the size, being no more than 6 and a half feet tall. Mairead Sandilands flies in the sky at sub-sonic speeds and looks aorund as she sees the sea port in the distance. The Hyper Sensor lets her see everything around her in 360 degrees, and she has zomed in ont he sea port, "Will you look at that," she says in her Scottish accent. "Old ships......" she adds as she looks around and whistles as she slows her speed and rolling over drops down towards the sea and slows her decent as she moves.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Activating her radio, she speaks, "This is Mairead Sandilands, IS Representative Cadet / Candidate of Scotland of the IS Academy. requestion permission to enter the Hikari Sea Port air space?" she asks the tower. The IS has no lights or anything, just the light form the thrusters, and so at night tha tis the only thing that is seen, besides the sound of the thrusters. Spotting something, Mairead looks and zooms in and sees Nagato standing and blinks as she approaches.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You're coming in clear, Miss Sandilands. This is Ooyodo, you have permission to land at the airstrip. Admiral Nagato has informed me of your visit, please enjoy yourself." comes the voice of the cruiser in the tower. One that rarely leaves the tower... "There should be lights lit up for your approach and we have just launched a destroyer fleet for expedition. I shall radio them of your arrival."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a brief nod, "Ooyodo, send out another expedition fleet as well." "Of course Admiral." Nagato gives a brief stretch, eyes looking up at the pint points for the thrusters from the IS. "She's here." she briefly stretches once more and makes her way down the runway, waiting for the woman to show up. Of course, when she lands, she'll be greeted by the six foot tall Admiral of the base.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Welcome to Hikari Seaport, how I wish you were able to visit when it was daylight, but I believe this works out as well, does it not?" She gives the woman a slight study, tilting her head just a bit, "Is this what you call an IS?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:940|Mairead Sandilands (940)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;says, "Thank you Hikari, appraocing airstrip. Thank you," she responds as she flies in and stops, coming to a hover infront of Nagato and lands gently, "Aye ma'am, it is," she says to her and looking, there are no weapons seen. Walkign forward, it is easy to see that movement in an Is is easy and there is not really much in the way of armor for protection like most power armors. "Thank you for allowing me to visit," she adds as Mairead does stand right now about six foot five, due to the IS. "This is my IS, Emerald Lady," she comments as he looks at it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Smiling, Mairead nods, "It is ok, I do not mind," she mentions. "I have never been to an airfield like this, usually it is an airport," she adds.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's much less an airfield than just a single airstrip. We've converted it into a naval port and have kept the airstrip as a means for our ... flightier visitors a place to reliably land. In addition, Ooyodo thanks you for contacting her for permission to enter the airspace here." she points towards a few of the anti air emplacements available. "Destroyers here can man them within one minute for defensive purposes." she listens to the designation of the equipment and gives a brief nod.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It resembles a bit of our own rigging here, while it doesn't look like it protects anything, I heard you say it has a shield. It's an interesting platform for self defense." Nagato does give one bow, "And you are most welcome for coming. Hikari does not get many outside visitors... that aren't allies, so it's a refreshing change of pace for us here." Nagato briefly gives a walk around Mairead and slowly nods, making a few mental notes, "However, what I do not see is your armament?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:940|Mairead Sandilands (940)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Blushing slightly, Mairead looks, "They are kept in quantium phased until needed," and with a though, a Scottish claymore appears in her right hand, "This is Caddock," she states as another weapon appears in her left hand, that is just a hilt, then a beam of energy flies from it, into the size of a broadsword, "This is Bearnard," she states as she thinks and a armored shield appears on her left arm, reaching from mid bicept to down to a foot past her left hand. "This is me shield, Alistair" she adds as she thinks and the claymore phases out and a shotgun phases in, "This is Loch Rain," and at the same time the beam broadsword phases out and a bow phases into her left hand as she phases Loch Rain away, "And this is Ivar, my beam bow," she finishes as the shield and bow phases out of existance.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"With a simple though, I Can summon any of those in a second," she adds as she smiles at herself. "And I have room for 4 more additional equalizer sets to be added. However, there is a chance for those sets to be rejected due to Emerald Lady's opinion," and with a thought, the Is phases out and Mairead is now just wearing a simple suit that is more or less a one piece swimsuit, which does not hide much in the way of her body, showing that she does have an average size bust and does not weight that much.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato stands back when it's mentioned they're stored, and back a bit more when each weapon makes its appearance. The Admiral lifts up an eyebrow with each one and the names of them all, giving a curious little hum to it all. "I see, it looks like you are capable of all range combat then, similar to some of our destroyers and cruisers here." though, when the IS gets phased out, Nagato gives a curious raise of both eyebrows, "Where did it go?" she questions, giving a quick look around, and then up and down the now swimsuit clad woman.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Strange that it just... dissapeared. Completely unlike our own equipment here for some." then she pauses a moment, "Emerald Lady has a picky equipment fairy, I take it?" she taps her foot as one convinently seems to come from the armory nearby on a small little scout plane, only for the plane to dissapear and the fairy to sit upon the Battleship's shoulder. "Or does it have something else?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:940|Mairead Sandilands (940)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shrugging, Mairead looks, "Emerald Lady, and all IS' are stored in what is known as Closed Form," she mentions as she holds up her left hand, "Her closed form is in the ring on my hand," and there is an emerald green ring aroudn the left finger and with a thought Mairead summons the claymore again, "I can access anything within the IS rather with the IS active or not," and it disappears again, phasing out.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"She is a bit picky," she says to Nagato. "She is a lady first, so she has weapons common to what a lady would have, the bow. But due to being from Scotland, she also has a scottish claymore and a beam broadsword," and she grins.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I have trained my whole life and I am a master swordswoman," she adds. "When a new equalizer is added, there is a chance for the IS' core to reject the equalizer. Mainly due to the IS' preference. if it involves weapons, it is more than likely to not reject, but thrusters and armor it can, so it really depends. Additional, she is always active and when there is an attack, she can activate what is needed at the time," she explains as she looks around.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I think I understand." Nnagato gives a look towards the emerald ring around that finger, then the claymore is summoned once more and it dissapears again. "A lady, huh? Sounds like something similar to the Fleet as well. Everyone we've recovered from the enemy has been female, with no actual explination of such." She gives a light shrug and follows the looking around.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You need not worry about security on the base, Hikari's well protected and has defenses covered. In addition we run a few fleets every night on a patrol sortie to protect..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:940|Mairead Sandilands (940)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mairead nods and looks as she mentions fleets, "Ah think cause ships are called ladies, but I am not familiar with ships," she says as he blinks, "I am still trying to figure out how you are able to become a ship and still have weapons like int hat picture you sent Frau Zepplin," she comments. "Like I said, that it seems to be IS technology, but it is something that I have not seen outside of power armors," she mentions and looks.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"So all of the personal here are ladies?" she asks as he blinks, "Maybe things are similar here, but If you do not mind me ask, might I have a place to stay tonight? I am still in the process of looking for room and board, and the library is nice, at Njorn, but the chairs are not that comfrontable," she mentions as she thinks and the IS Uniform appears over the suit. "Additionally, I have a missile launcher and a sgian dubh, a small single-edge knife that I can access," she mentions. "Mainly I am close quarters, but I have ranged weapons too," she adds as she looks and hides a yawn with the back of her hand.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Excuse me on that," she says. "I am not use to being up this late," she explains.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When the conversation turns to the Fleet, Nagato gives a brief nod. "All of our rigging and equipment are hand built at Hikari, in addition they are maintained here as well. And very few of us are capable of manifesting the ship that we once were. I am one of those few, Kongou is another and Kuma is the third I know." then the personnel question and she nods, "On base personnel are all female with the occasional male coming from off site locations to assist for various reasons."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a brief nod, watching the Uniform appear. "You are full of surprises as they say." the yawn is noticed and she nods. "I can set you up with room and board in the barracks housing the Destroyer divisions and I will let the mess hall staff know of your arrival." she turns her back to Mairead and closes her eyes. "Do keep in mind that I am the Admiral of this fleet, if you wish to have a permanent residence here, which I can provide, I will ask for your assistance in return."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:940|Mairead Sandilands (940)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mairead Sandilands nods as she stands there, "Yes ma'am,"she says simply. "Allow me to skeep on it, it is only me second day here and I am still learning things about the Union,"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A simple nod is given, "Of course. Of course, pardon my actions there. Do sleep on it and consider Hikari a place to rest when you need." she gives one more nod and starts heading towards the barracks. "Let me escort you to your room."<br> <br><br />
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|Synopsis=Jeannette and Kotone were interested in being carriers for the fleet, so they speak to the three best people... Nagato, Ryuujou and Zuihou<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's a bit later in the evening at Hikari, a request was made for some of the girls who run the Galley to stay open a bit later for a small meeting. At one table sits two familiar figures, the Admiral and a red-dressed, short girl with a distinctive shillouette and metal visor-hat. "You will calm yourself, Ryuujou, I understand how excited you are but we must not make further... awkwardness for ourselves. Zuihou should be here shortly and perhaps Kongou as well. I've also invited the aviatrix, Jeannette as well as Kotone for the discussions."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ryuujou gives a brief nod, holding onto a red box with a smile plastered on her face, "Is Little Brother Reiji going to be here?" a shake of her head and that smile droops just a tad... "It's okay, I'll give him this later then! So, are they going to be new carriers too?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Arriving somewhat behind schedule, a particular light aircraft carrier pulls into port at the Galley. Clutching a spiral ring binder to her muneate, Zuihou comes to a stop and glances from one side of the dining hall to the other. Once she spots the Flagship and her diminuative escort, the girl straightens with a squeak and trots between the tables to join them.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She's not alone.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Stalking in Zuihou's shadow is a raven-haired ghost of a girl who somehow manages to disappear behind Zuihou's own small silhouette. It's only when the two get closer that Hayashimo's presence becomes more obvious.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Sorry I'm a bit late, Flagship!" Zuihou seats herself with a contented sound, "I wasn't sure what you wanted so I wasn't sure what notebook to bring-- so I just brought my favorite one! Hello, Ryuujou~!" It's filled with doodles of airplanes and little useful information.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Contrasting Zuihou's energy, Hayashimo seats herself silently and simply stares. Jiiii.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Jeannette was learning to be diplomatic... slightly diplomatic. An unofficial visit could be done in civvies and a few waves of her hand. But when a ship comes and request and 'avatrix'... she'd never been a /civilian/ aviatrix. But she could show tact! Which meant that the the quick, confident clip of her dress shoes are matched by the heavier, stomping clomp of what were probably a generation or two ahead of 'combat boots'. At least she was being accompained by a female! Or someone who looked like a female if you could get around the combat suit she was wearing.<br /><br />Jeannette stops at the door to the Galley, her body smoothly turning on her heels, uniform cloak swishing slightly as she faces her minder. "Warrant Officer. If you would not mind." She says, motioning toward the door. The female inside the Marine Combat Suit glowers professional through a lighted visor, before going outside the door (you can hear the stomping of boots as she comes to attention. Jeannette nods and satisfaction before spinning around again, taking off her cloak in a flamboyant motion that billows it around and behind a chair. "In this case, I'm sure we can forgive a bit of tardiness. So long as you're not later than the flag officer, hmm?" She says, politely standing in front of the chair she's claimed.<br /><br />A curt nod to Nagato and... a look to the other two. "Admiral. Your aviation arm, I take it?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa did do a bit more than be a trget for traning with her ship. She did do deliveries anbd given she was working on and off with the Fleet? Kotone did have something sher would need to drop off at some point with the fleet. She ws also hungry as she made her way into the Gally, she also did want a chance to get to know some of the fleet a bit more. So she's making her way into the Gally where The Flag Ship had asked to meet up with her. <br /><br /> She has little trouble spotting the table and waves as she makes for it. <br /><br /> "Sorry, had to help unload something on the way in." <br />E She grins bowling a little bit to The admiral and the other personel. She's not ment all of them in person. <br /><br /> "Good to meet a few more of you and humm Jeannette I take it? I'm Kotone."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's stoic face says nothing to the light carrier as she arrives a bit late, though with a small shake of her head and a lift of her hand, "As long as you're here, I can forgive some tardiness." she gives a bit of an eye raise at seeing Hayashimo, "Wished to sit in on the discussions? That is okay by me." Ryuujou, however, gives a bit of a grin at Zuihou's entrance, "Hi, Zuihou~, wanted to talk about planes with the Admiral's new friends, I take it?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though the stomping of boots is noticed which perks both the light carrier and the Flagship, with Nagato eyeing the spectacle with Jeannette, and another shake of her head. "Commodore." she starts, "It's good to have you here." though as she takes a seat, she raises an eyebrow at the cape, "Was the cape a nessecary part of the entrance? Never the less, yes, this is just two girls out of our air support. Both of them are light carriers." She gives a brief hand point to Ryuujou, who grins and smiles, "This is light carrier Ryuujou, onmyouji style carrier." Then the hand points towards Zuihou. "This is light carrier Zuihou, archery style carrier." a pause, "We have... Graf Zeppelin as well, German standard carrier. Akagi and Kaga are busy at the range, standard carriers, archery style." though at the mention of Akagi and Kaga causes Ryuujou to grouse just a bit.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Kotone arrives, she gives a brief nod. "Welcome."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Escort," Hayashimo explains her presence with a single word.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ah!" Zuihou folds her hands over her notebook, "Flagship asked me to come, maybe she wants to talk about planes?" When introduced, the girl swivels in her seat and bows without standing up, though Nagato handles providing her name-- The extra detail mentioned prompts a blink or two, "Hm? My kyuudo style catapult? Is that important, Flagship?"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When she's skipped over-- as the subject is aircraft carriers, Hayashimo simply speaks up in her quiet voice: "...Hayashimo. ...Yuugumo class destroyer. ...Don't mind me." She reaches out, collecting a cup of water and drawing it in on herself. As the escort, she's not terribly interested in airplanes and carriers, and likely has nothing of use to contribute anyway.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Flagship, miss Thompson, I don't think I got the memo for what this was about!" Zuihou flusters a bit, "I think I brought the wrong notebook!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"And I shall thank you for welcoming me as a guest again." She says, waiting just a moment to see if the ritual would involve requests to be seated, before moving to take a seat of her own as smoothly socially as she can. A slight raise of her own eyebrows, and a beautific smile that is almost certainly a grin internally. "Oh, I suppose it wasn't /strictly/ required, but I am a sailor, a pilot, a flag officer, a duelist, and a noble. Such a pleathora of professions both affords me a bit of leeway and impresses upon me an expectation to show... /panache/." She leans forward and waggles a finger. "A cape provides both a proper dose of 'haute couture' and can be suprisingly effective. in a fight. I shall demonstrate one of these days... but there's more pressing matters. Matters of aviation."<br /><br />She moves to look at each carrier in turn, nodding to each of them. "I was online for your discussion on the... Onmyyuji?" She says, getting the pronciation just a bit wrong. "On those types. A bit out of my familiarity. Though, if I am to be brutally honest, my familiarity with a bow and arrow is also lacking. I hear you are..." She falters for a moment. "Recruiting. And the... prospect intrigues me."<br /><br />A quick move to the destroyer, nodding. Certainly don't discount the escorts. And then to Kotone. "And you as well. Though I... would prefer Ms. Thompson at the very least. Properity, and all."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I see..." Nagato fails to look like she's impressed upon Jean's display of theatrics. "Yes, matters of aviation." she turns towards Zuihou and Hayashimo, giving a sigh, "Yes, it is important. Assuming, Jeannette is interested, I would like for you to head up teaching her how to use your catapult. In addition, I shall allow you to design her outfit to wear while in formation with the fleet." she looks towards Hayashimo, a nod is given. "If you wish to run off and get the correct notebook, you may."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns back towards Jeannette and gives a brief nod, though Ryuujou's quick to correct. "On~Mi~Yo~gee~! And it's okay, us light carriers vary quite a bit so you are bound to find one of us to emulate." a light muttering, "I hope it's me one day..." then she perks back up, "Zuihou's amazing with her own catapult, it's almost like watching Akagi and Kaga!" a grin is given towards Zuihou, "I think she's our best light carrier that uses a bow too!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato nods slightly, "Now, shall we get to business?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa says "Thank you for the welcome Admiral." <br /><br /> She'll find a spot to sit and she nods to Hayashimo grinning a little bit. <br /><br /> "Good to meet you as well." She also gives Zuihou a look and a bit of a grin. Jeannette gets a bit of a more wary look at her. <br /><br /> "All right Ms. Thompson it is then. Still with carriers the basics haven't changed too much. <br /><br /> "No problem here, though my own's a bit minor so it can wait till any other matters are handled."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"--Ah, yeah!" Zuihou points, "Ryuujou's planes are stored as paper charms, shikigami. Mine are arrows! T-though I don't have them right now to show." The mention of recruiting tilts her head, until Nagato makes it more clear, "Ah? The Special Division?" Swirling on Jean, Zuihou bunches her hands up under her chin, eyes sparkling, "Then I absolutely brought the right notebook!" She snatches it and holds it up, "I have all kinds of sketches of all the cute airplanes we have in here~!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Zuihou's clothes..." Hayashimo's single visible eye rotates towards Zuihou, then back towards Jean, "...won't fit."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The little carrier doesn't hear it, though, too busy flipping pages filled with doodles of airplanes and fairies and seemingly random kanji.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Jeannette give a brief nod, though she seems to have a bit of confusion at the term 'Catapult', before thinking for a moment. "I suppose that's what it is, really." She mutters for a moment. "Arm strength, but... hmm. Well!" A little louder, before she shakes her head. "A pity, but I am interested in learning. Being a student, once again, though I shall have to keep from fainting at the thought of carriers such as you as schoolmistresses." A smile full of mirth... that freezes for the moment as 'costume is mentioned, and that Zhihou peers her over like she's some sort of manqiuin. "Wait, now. Wait just a minute. Is there any reason I am... not properly dressed as is?" She says, motioning down to a service dress uniform slightly festooned with her rank and accomplishments. "I don't see that I would need... ahh..." She trails off. "I suppose I didn't think the same armor those destroyers had was... err... nessecary."<br /><br />Emulate? Like she was a puppy coming home from the shop! "I shall be glad to learn whatever I can, even if it isn't strictly... On-my-yo-gee." She makes an effort, before looking vack to Kotone. "I would... beg to differ. But if I get started down that path, I am liabel to get proud, then undiplomatic, and then cocky. Very... very cocky."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa says "So it's different for each carrier? That's interesting to know Zuihou.": <br /><br /> She settles in now and seem to be trying to get a feel for Jeannette, Kotone doesn't seem sure what to make of them. She's clearly thinking over her words carefully. <br /><br /> "It would be best we leave it be, I have to agree it's for the best to leave it be." <br /><br /> She's being polite but she may be cletching her teeth ever so slightly.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a brief nod, "While the armor that the destroyers wear is good enough, it also provides a good... link, I believe the word is that Akashi used, with the equipment. The fairies seem to respond better to properly dressed Daughters than anyone else." a pause, looking up and down Jean. "If you're interested in learning, I believe Zuihou may be the best for you since you seem to not be a bit in tune with how Ryuujou would." It's at this point that Ryuujou pulls out paper strips that look vaguely like aircraft.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"These are my Shikigami! They look nice don't they? Once they go on my scroll, they are launched and turn into planes like Zuihou's! Only mine just come from the papers." she gives a brief nod, the light carrer in high spirits. "But if you would like we can show you both when it's more daylight out. Us carriers aren't suited for night battles. It's hard to launch the planes and see where you're dropping bombs in the middle of the night."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato peers between Kotone and Jeannette, giving a brief nod...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ah?" Zuihou blinks back to the moment, glancing between Jean and Kotone, "Are both of you going to be aircraft carriers, then?" Eyes closing, she waves one hand dismissively, "Don't think of me like a schoolteacher, though! Ships don't go to school, ships are trained! So I'd be a training carrier!" A pause, and she glances ceilingwards, "...is that right?"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's not right," Hayashimo states evenly from her seat.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"--A-anyway!" The carrier hops to her feet, though Ryuujou's comment prompts her to look out the window, "..Oh, it's dark out.." A sidelong glance towards the empty service area, then a glance towards Nagato.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A BAD IDEA DEVELOPS.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Well, it's a big room!" Zuihou's stance shifts. With a flicker of silver light, her equipment materializes around her waist, the flight deck 'shield' on her arm, and the bow in her outstretched hand. Fluidly, an arrow is pulled from the quiver at her hip, nocked, and drawn back.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"..Ah.." Hayashimo lifts her head, making a small objecting noise. Ignoring it, Zuihou looses the arrow across the cafeteria with a short laugh.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Immediately, the arrow flashes, then splits apart into a flight of six aircraft, which promptly bank in all directions to avoid hitting the far wall. Scattering, the noisy planes--Zero fighters--form into two groups of three and start a lazy holding pattern, circling the cafeteria.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A close look would reveal the fairies are all very confused by this turn of events.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zuihou doesn't seem to care. She just points, "You can see them now~!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Jeannette looks over to Ko for a moment, at her gritted teeth, slight confusion something she might feel... but she a naval officer, so she outwardly expresses cool hostility. "I shall leave it to lie if she does. She has not... insulted my Navy as of yet, and I must learn to be more... diplomatic." She says, before nodding to Nagato. "I... suppose that I shall have to do that. I may sometimes forget that you are less mechanical in nature and more of a spiritual bent. So. Armor will have to be done. And an outfit, along with... " she pauses. "You know, I skipped right over a ship command. I thought I'd be commanding a different sort of Carrier... but, well! I shall take what I can get."<br /><br />There's a quick look at the scroll that Ryuujou pulls out, peering at it. "Very... artistic?" She says, by way of odd compliment. "And I would agree. It is late enough, and something while exhausted...<br /><br />She furrows her brow though when she hears about the difficult of night operations. Before she can ask why she doesn't have a pair of goggles for just such an occassion, she's back to turning to the carrier. "But I shall. Training is training. Or would you prefer Instrutor? That would sound a bit..." She says, furrowing. "Again, another comment about the darkness. Perhaps I could help with- Wait." She says, looking as Zuihou shifts her stance, then gets the gear, and an arrow, and then her eyes wide. "Wait a minute, this isn't exactly the largest-" She starts, before giving the most undignified yelp a flag officer can provide, diving to the floow as the planes bank around the room. over the ceiling. "No problems, Marine!" She yells, a nonsequitor for about half a second until the female Marine at the door effects an entry, her PAWS weapon pointed to the sky and looking as if she's tracking... before pausing, looking to the carrier, then her officer, under the table, and then the confused fairy plans.<br /><br />Her body language and visable eyes seem to /strongly/ say, 'What in the /hell/...'<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa pauses for a moment at Zuihou's wordss. She hadn't considered it she seems to have look oc suprise at the idea. She also does seem to take what Hayashimo had said seriously as well. She's silent for the moment, but she's clearly thinking and listens to wht she has to say. Wait what is Zuihou up to now? She watches as some of the carrier's gear forms and sh wonders just what she's doing. She doesn't think there's going to be anything hostile going on. She trusts the rest of the fleet tht she is here, right? Still wait the arrow's been notched and now there's littl Zeros flitting about in a holding pattern. <br /><br /> "That... really is something." <br /><br /> She's about to say more but then she looks oover to Jeannette, and she's clearly going to leave it be. She looks back to Zuihou for a moment. <br /><br /> "Though if I do attempt this I may have a few problems." <br /><br /> She's looking very embrassed. <br /><br /> "What's the weight limit on the gear for one...?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;If Mutsu was here, she's probably be giggling at the situation. Nagato, however, frowns. The arrow is loosed and there are now planes in a holding pattern around the cafeteria... This was a bad idea. More so when the Marine enters the doorway with primed weapon. "Stand your ground. These are allied aircraft. HOwever, I did suggest we wait until the daylight." she shakes her head, Ryuujou tucks the planes back into her outfit and gives a brief smile, "Mmhmm, I can show you mine when we're done."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This gets a dissaproving look from Nagato.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The mighty Zero fighter, one of our better air to air fighters that we field upon the base. Quick in the air and high firepower." though when Kotone asks about the weight limit, she tilts her head. "LIght carrier equipment will be the flight deck as you see here, the bow, a quiver for the aircraft, the boots for movement upon the water and the backpack. It's not too heavy, more so with Akashi's modifications."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a stern look to Kotone, "What are your other issues if you do this?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Lowering her bow, Zuihou claps her hands, then points. With her command, the first wing of three Zeroes banks and slows, using the lunchroom table as an extended runway. Like this, they need no arresting gear and simply coast to a stop. One by one, six aircraft gather on the opposite end, lining up, engines idling and propellors still spinning. After a few moments idle, the engines cut out. The lead fairy hauls back the canopy and stands up, pulling up the goggles covering her eyes and squinting up at Jean with little black button eyes.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This is a Kanmusu Aviatrix.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hands clasped, Zuihou wiggles in place, "Aren't they cute, though~? These are my favorites! Though I have others!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hayashimo simply sits there, staring at the formation of grounded Zeroes in front of her. After a moment, she returns to her drink without a word.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Marine looks over to Nagato for a moment, incredulous, before seeming to ignore her and look down to Jeannette... who's getting off the floor and back to her seat, moving to sit down and watch the fighters bank and move and land on the table like they were little toys. There's no words exchanged, but the Marine gives a minuate nod, and makes a point of looking back from Jeannette to Nagato. "Yes, Admiral." She says, before stepping outside and moving back to her position.<br /><br />Jeannette leans over the aircraft as they line up, little piston engines spinning just a bit, before looking down at the cute little goggle'd fae. "Remarkable... and they fly the plans? And attack targets?" She says, leaning forward and gently, /gently/ poking the fairy on the top of the head with a finger.<br /><br />Back over to Nagato. I've heard of the Zero. It was a wonderful fighter for it's time, as I've heard." She says with a bit more tact, as she listens to the equipment list. "A bit... odd to wear. But I'm sure we'll get use to it.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa says "I should be more clear, how much weight can all of the gear take and keep the user able to move and not sink. See my entire body cyberentic, and due to the weight and material it needs speclized systems to keep afloat. It could be a major liability. If I were to take an injury that crippled it? I'd sink like a rock. I rather keep things fully informed than blind side anyone with something like that." <br /><br /> She pauses at Zuihou's planes watching them do their dance in the air. She also notices Hayashimo's rections btu isn't going to bother her now. She looks back at Jeannette for a moment. <br /><br /> "Well it works right Ms Thompson? Can't really knock it and the Zero's one of the most agile planes of it's era if I recall right?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato notices the look but doesn't react, only to look towards Jeannette. "They do fly the planes and attack targets, in addition there are ones that scout the area and assist with mapping out the enemy location to prevent disadvantages upon our side." she makes a light notice, "Each communication method is slightly different depending on the girl launching the aircraft." she raises an eyebrow at the oddness of wearing it, "You will if you choose to do such. In addition, we will have barracks for you with the Carriers."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kotone's revised question gives the Admiral a curious look upon her face. "That is something we have not discussed before, however, Amakasu and Kagurazaka have noted no issues in lifting and using the equipment, both off and on the waters. I believe you will be fine."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ryuujou pops up and nods, "It was, yes. And we have the Tenzans and Suisei's. Though Akashi said she only had the Type ninety-nine's available. The other fairies didn't want to be handled or told what to do by... outsiders."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Mm!" Zuihou lowers her hands, bow held primly in front of her, "These are my Model 52 Reisens. I do have Tenzan and Suisei too. And the scout planes, Saiun." Eyes closing, she raises a hand, "It's just such a tight space in here that I didn't think the others would be able to turn safely-- Reisens are really agile~! They like to dance."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When prodded, the fairy squeezes its eyes shut, arms shooting out to either side. She endures the fingertip for onlya few moments before she flails and baps at it, as if objecting to being treated like a pet.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The Type 99 dive bombers, the D3as, they have cute legs. I haven't used them in a while~, so it'll be nice to see them again." She nudges the zero formation, moving a plane up slightly, then holds out a hand. With a flicker of light, the aircraft glow and then converge, forming back into an arrow, which she picks up and slides back into her quiver, "We'll do a better demonstration later, I promise!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Commodore is a well trained officer, for she doesn't give a 'D'awww' sound as the fairy flails and baps at the fingers. "Well, isn't she a little firebrand." She says, pulling her hand back as the aircraft return to 'base', as much as an arrowhead could be called that, looking up to it and giving a small smile. "Well, I see you do have something of an aviatrix in you. Aircraft do like to dance, at times. It's a wonderful sensation to make them. I look forward to the next demonstration in somewhere more... open."<br /><br />A look is given to Kotone. "Oh, certainly. It works, and it's advanced for what it needs to do. I have seen these ships do great things with their equipment, so no complaints."<br /><br />Bunking with the carriers? Really. Well, at least they weren't /enlisted/ carriers. "Well, I beleive we have a plan then, Admiral. I think, though, that we've arranged everything we can? It is getting just a bit late for a Commodore like me. Bedtimes, you know."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa relaxes at the Admiral's words about the issue of weight. <br /><br /> "I see Admiral. Then I won't let that trouble my thoughts again on the matter." <br /><br /> She looks to Zuihou and grins. <br /><br /> "I look forward to you getting to give us a proper show of what your planes can do." <br /><br /> She grins faintly back at Jeannette for a moment. <br /><br /> "That's good to hear."<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mid day, the sun is out and nice and it's an overcast day, a light wind rushes through the base cooling down everything it touches. However, today was a day that she was waiting for, another possible Destroyer to teach... now to hope he finds everything okay. Nagato stands in front of the docks and the launch bay with Akashi standing next to her, waiting for Staren to come along. It's here that Akashi speaks up, "So we're just waiting for him to come? Do you think he'll adapt well?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a bit of a shrug, "I do not know, but we will see. He has been interested in it but he... is unique about the gear. I feel he will analyze the gear more than the training." Akashi shakes her head, "We'll see. I never made equipment for a guy before, so we'll see how this works out, shall we?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren shows up! The outfit makes him look like a schoolboy, he thinks, but whatever -- when in rome, right? He's also still wearing his magic bag, hanging by his side from a shoulder strap -- it's in a waterproof carrying case of some sort. He waves to Nagato and Akashi, "Hey! Sorry about messing the last one up, I should have done those tests on cloth that /wasn't/ made into an outfit..." he at least looks embarassed about it. "So..." He runs his hand through his hair, "Let's see how this all works, although I can't promise I'll end up fighting this way. Supporting you guys from the air, I can carry a lot more armament... but then, any weapons you develop are small enough for me to carry and still hit as hard as battleship-size weapons, right? So maybe that'll more than compensate."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's a good thing Mutsu wasn't here right now. A very good thing. Nagato eyes Staren with a curious gaze, mainly to the bag. "It's ok. We can make more if needed." she gives a sigh, looking towards Akashi, "You blew the last one up?! Jeeze, what did you use, a nuclear bomb?" Nagato gets a very uncomfortable look at those two words being spoken. "If you find that other ways are your calling, I am not going to force this upon you." Nagato turns around and heads into the area, it looks to have been extended by three bays as there's a seven, eight and nine bay there. "Please go step on the eight bay's platform."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When the mention of battleship-sized weapons is made, she shakes her head, "Unfortunately, they will not hit like a battleship. We've not been able to get those ready, nor will the fairies cooperate or do well. It's a fleet's pride to be a battleship and they wish to only be on people who are compatable."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Akashi perks up, "Plus they'll tire out easy without assistance."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren blinks. "Nuclear bombs are expensive and best used from far away. I tested it against bullets, lasers, and missiles." he answers straightforwardly. He nods at Nagato's explanation of the weaponry. "Ah. I understand." He walks out to the number eight bay. "So, um..." he looks out over the water, "Don't I still need those prop things for my feet?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Staren approaches the bay, the card above the doors flips around and produces his name in Kanji. Warning sirens are heard as the doors to the launch bay are opened, letting water flood in for the eventual launch. "You will get them." Akashi smiles, watching the launch rail get ready. The pad, glowing to indicate 'assault' and 'destroyer' starts to flash as the floor splits away a bit, latching onto Staren's feet and in quick progression, starts bolting metal to metal, encasing the ankle and a few inches above in armor. The soles of his shoes get the standard pontoons and rudder attachment and the floor gives way to send the cat going forward at a high rate of speed.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;he sound of chains moving starts to bring up the back rigging, allowing for the engine... though, it slams into his back, fortunately without any pain... and with armatures to secure it around his waist. Arms move out quickly to strap on the two pairs of three tube torpedo launchers to his thighs and a simple twin barreled gun is lowered to grab onto for armament.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Well yeah but... when?" Staren asks. And then he gets a freaking MAGICAL GIRL TRANSFORMATION SEQUENCE or... something like that. "Aah what the?!" he exclaims, and struggles to stay upright, although once he's recovered from his surprise he doesn't seem to have a problem remaining stable. When he realizes what's going on he watches with pleased interest as the parts connect. This is actually pretty cool!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Okay. /That/ was cool!" He looks over his gear. "...So, uh... how do I control it?" he calls back over the water, looping around to stay close to the shore.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's a VERY good thing Mutsu isn't here...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato takes her place on the launch pad and down she goes, equipment getting bolted on and set up, it's considerably a lot fancier when the Battleships do it. Turrets are lowered onto the rigging, this time, it's fourty six inch triple barrel turrets. The largest on base. "Some skate, others lean. It's up to the fairy and you to discuss that." as she moves a bit to the side of Staren.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's there that a Fairy pops out of the back rigging, crawls up the shoulder and sits, turning to face Staren with the biggest frown on its face. "That's your engineer. She helps get you going." calls Akashi from the docks, "You have three more fairies, two for your torpedo racks and one for your gun. Get to know them, they will be with you when you use the gear. In addition, once you've greeted them, they will listen to what you need."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Uhh," When Nagato mentions the fairies, he's about to ask /how/ to talk to them when suddenly shoulderfairy! He almost falls over when he jumps in surprise! "I see, so I just tell them when to fire weapons and stuff? Umm... hi there. Why are you so cross? I haven't /done/ anything yet!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The fairy still looks a bit cross, tapping her foot. It doesn't say anything either for the lack of speech or some other purpose. Nagato looks and shakes her head, "Give her a name." she starts, listening in, "And yes, however, you still have to aim some of them. They understand cardnial directions and they understand degrees. Movement, however, is all done by you, the fairies just assist to make sure you aren't tired while moving." Nagato looks between the fairy and Staren...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This will be a long training session.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Umm... is it really okay to name her when I don't even know if I'll keep using this gear?" Staren asks.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a brief nod, "I have a feeling you may use it a lot more once we are done. But it's just a feeling." she slowly starts moving forward, making large circles around Staren. "Just start moving first. We are going to just try sailing for right now. It shouldn't be too hard to just lean forward and go.." Akashi, meanwhile, is sitting at the docks, watching the little spectacle.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A few other Kanmusu start gathering around, with all three Sendai sisters moving to sit near Akashi. "What do you think that he'll fall on his face when he starts moving...?" "Naka-chan thinks... he will. ANd then I can write a song for it an.." *thwap* "Ow... Sendai..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Uhhhh... as long as she can be reassigned if needed..." He considers names. If it were a boy fairy, Scotty would be the obvious choice! Scotti doesn't really work as a female name, though. "I guess you can be Sarah." He says to the fairy, for reasons known only to him. "And I'll go with skating." He waits for her to go... wherever she goes, and then starts making skating motions on the water, as if he were wearing rollerblades and trying to accelerate. "Like this?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's then that the fairy cheers up and dives back into her home in the rigging and once Staren pushes off, he'll find it somewhat easy to move in the water, waves kicking up on the side with each skating motion. "Be careful, too much speed and you'll crash." Nagato states, looking back at the three cruisers and the repair ship on the docks. "We'll just practice moving for a while with the equipment, I will schedule a day when you can actually do a live fire test with your equipment..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren tries to maintain speed instead of accelerating. "Oh? How much is too much?" He's a little disappointed he won't get to try the weaponry. "You're sure you don't have anything I can use as a target? I mean... moving doesn't seem so hard..." He waves his hands to indicate his feet. "Although as heavy as this stuff is, I'll probably get tired pretty quick... Hmm, there's another problem..." He frowns.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato frowns, "As I said, the fairies are assisting, you shouldn't get tired." she looks towards the docks and shakes her head, "They provide a lot of the assistance to make sure you can do everything. And yes, she can be reassigned to someone who can use her to the full effectiveness." she starts sailing back towards the docks, "I have nothing set up for you to use as a target, I did not intend for a live fire training today, only movement so you can get comfortable with the equipment."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren ohs and nods, "I see..." He continues skating, trying it with hands clasped behind his back if the gear isn't in the way. He follows Nagato. After a moment of silence he says, "...I'm sorry that I'm not as... hopeful about making this a key part of my arsenal. It's just... I want to fight with all the strength I can. I know you said Amakasu found her destroyer soul, but... She's am amateur swordswoman. She supplements it with a spirit, but I presume she can still use it together with her equipment. I have a /giant battle robot/. What matters to me is helping you defeat the abyssals, not making you happy or fitting in here. I'm curious about how all this works, but when it comes to making sure I can hit the Abyssals as hard as possible... I'm sorry if I'm disappointing you." He looks a bit... awkward, knowing he's probably breaking some social protocol or other, but he's gotta be honest.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato shakes her head, "It's not that, I just think you'll be better in your giant battle robot than this gear. You said yourself you would be better in it as well." She continues her way towards the docks, looking back towards Staren.. There's no emotion on her face, just that stoic admiral-face she gives everyone most of the time. "You're not dissapointing me at all, this isn't for everyone, and I'm not going to thrust this on anyone who can't or doesn't want to use this."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a bit of a sigh, "You can help in your robot, it will probably be more useful than what I can do with this gear for you."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Staren continues to follow. He doesn't know how to get the gear /off/ on his own, after all. "Thank you for letting me try it! This /is/ pretty cool, at least. And I'd still like to learn more about how you make it, and... where do the fairies come from, anyway?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'll save that for another time, Staren." Nagato gives a brief nod as the gear gets removed while coming back into the bay.. "Perhaps I can see if Akashi can make a civilian version for you..."<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mid afternoon and Nagato's in the Ring properly, poking at a few things upon the control panel to make it similar to a certain location in ALO, the forest outside of Freelia. It was a familiar location for Nagato at least and it served to give the Battleship some comfort. Once she's satisfied with the settings, she leans on one of the 'tree's, and lets out a small sigh. She's without most of her equipment this time, the only thing hanging off her back was a very large double bladed vibro-axe, something gifted to her by Staren.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"This might be better than my own equipment in tighter spaces... or in the Mirrored Forest." she looks around, waiting for her sparring partner. At least it wouldn't be Momoyo this time around... even if she could go all out in training with her. "Kagurazaka should be here shortly."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Sure enough, Yuna arrives in the Ring just a moment or so after Nagato's prediction. Rather than sporting her Fleet gear, Yuna's already transformed into her Light Suit, and Elner is flitting along next to her. "Good evening!" Yuna calls out with a cheerful, friendly smile and a wave - although the wave metamorphoses into a somewhat-awkward salute, as if she's remembering a little too late that Nagato is also one of her superiors.<br /><br />Still ... for Yuna, Nagato is mostly 'Admiral' when it comes to the Fleet Daughters, and Yuna tends to think of her in less formal, more friendly terms away from Hikari Sea Port. There's also the fact that their 'seniority' is flipped on its head (and diluted by being 'fellow players' more than anything else) in ALO, which is where the whole question of melee training came up from to start with.<br /><br />Elner flies up and off to the side to watch the two as Yuna comes to a halt facing Nagato, stretching. "You warm up already?" the blonde asks, still smiling.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato looks up from her leaning, giving a brief nod towards Yuna when she makes her entrance with the wavesalute. "At ease, Yuna. And good evening." the friendly smile given has one given back towards her superior subordinate. "I've warmed up, yes, I should be good to sortie for this training exercise. I do hope the location chosen is okay, it felt more... comfortable." Nagato pulls the axe off her back and holds it in one hand, letting the blade touch ground.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I figured learning weapon based close quarters combat would be a valuable experience when I cannot take my land fit with me for any reasons. And thank you for assisting with this training." Nagato gives a brief salute for thanks, only to look around. A nod is given towards Elner, before facing down her Light Suit clad trainer. "Whenever you're ready, Yuna."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna nods, stretching a little more for the sake of her own warm-up, and considers the size of Nagato's axe while she's doing that. "So how's the weight on your weapon?" she inquires. "There are a couple of different aspects to melee combat, and somebody with a big, heavy weapon has to fight differently from someone with a smaller, faster, more maneuverable blade. Basically, with an axe like that, you're probably going to want to power through an opponent's defenses, whereas ..."<br /><br />She finishes stretching, then holds her right arm out, a sleek, angular sword appearing in her hand with a blink of light. "A sword like this is more for trying to slip through an opponent's guard, or for getting the opponent to leave herself open so I can take advantage of it," she continues explaining. "On the flip side, though, if you're going to parry attacks with that axe - and you'll likely need to - then you have to get used to anticipating an incoming strike and getting your axe into position to block or deflect the strike."<br /><br />Not that lighter weapons are immune to the whole 'see the blow coming before your enemy swings' principle, of course ...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A loud pop is heard as Nagato stretches her neck and shoulders, getting herself ready, though the question about her axe is given and... "It's heavy, but it has the similar feel to what I use as Tana." she twists the blade a bit to place her other hand on it, nodding slightly as things are explained to her. Though, when Yuna's own lighter weapon comes into view, "So this will be defensive and offensive training against light weapon users." she comments, though with a heavy thunk, she sets the axe upon its head, holding onto the handle tightly.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Anticipation, repositioning and keeping guard up. Perhaps this is more different than what I was expecting. No matter." Nagato keeps her eyes on Yuna, nodding with everything she says, "I believe there shall be many more training sessions to come."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And many more battleship versus destroyer.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"There's only so much you can train on either offense or defense without bringing the other into things," Yuna observes with a smile. "Put it this way: you have to be able to protect yourself until your opponent leaves herself vulnerable, *and* you need to be ready to take advantage as soon as you see that opening. Soloing in a game like ALO only works so long as you can balance those two requirements; once you're in a party, or a raid group, you can either focus on weathering an enemy's attacks while your teammates focus on offense, or *you* can focus on offense while a member of your party holds the enemy's attention and endures its attacks. I don't know if anyone's mentioned 'tanking' to you yet ... ?"<br /><br />Yuna regards Nagato's axe for a few more seconds, then murmurs, "Shugoseiheki," and materializes her kite shield as well, shifting her sword to a one-handed grip. "Given how heavy that axe looks, you'd probably blow right through my guard if I'm trying to just defend with my own sword," she notes, grinning ruefully. "So. Ready to get started?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I see. Up until now, I haven't had to worry about ... getting hit. Usually the axe just finishes it off. And no, no one's mentioned 'tanking' yet. Though, apparently a couple do this 'tanking' thing, they're usually larger than me..." she seems only slightly put off about this, but Nagato regains her composure and gives a brief nod. "I'm only passingly familiar with party play, only did a few to complete quests, most of it, I've just been on my own."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The kite shield's now in view and Nagato gets into a familiar stance, the same one she uses in ALO for her axe. "The safties are on here so you do not have to worry about damaging me. And vice versa." that grin gets a strange look from Nagato, something didn't feel right about it. She gives a brief nod at the question and steels herself for something incoming, "I am ready, Yuna. Shall we get going?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"No point in standing around admiring each other's stances, right?" Yuna asks with a more cheerful grin.<br /><br />And she charges, keeping her shield up and ready as she - well, she's not simply *running* at Nagato. It's a quick advance, but she could jog faster ... *if* she weren't hefting a kite shield and a sword, one in each hand. It's Shugoseiheki that slows her down more, really, but safeties or no safeties, Yuna's not about to simply charge at somebody whose weapon could cleave her in half (or further) with a single swing. Sure, she's got her Light Suit's defenses in addition to the Ring's own systems, but ... still. That big of an axe is *intimidating* in its own right.<br /><br />But being intimidated doesn't stop Yuna from trying to get in close, actually trying to maneuver around Nagato in a third or so of a circle, and attempting to slash at the battleship girl's side.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a nod and watches the advancing paladin carefully. Without her normal equipment, she can't judge speed or intended direction, but this was more for her benefit than anything. The reaction time to the sword strike is there, but with how heavy that axe is to get into position, the blade makes a connection... with the axe head moving at a rapid speed towards the intended destination, Yuna's shield before using the momentum to make an advance of her own towards the paladin.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato spins around once and with what looks to be a lot of effort, brings the axe up and around, only to try an overhead swing with it, only to back away regardless of a hit or miss. "MMm... that felt different compared to Tana's attacks..." she muttered, "No matter, let's continue."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Fortunately for Yuna, her shield is VERY sturdy - but the overhand axe-swing still drops her to one knee as she winces audibly at the impact. "That's the other thing," she replies, lowering her shield's bottom corner to the 'ground' for extra leverage in getting back to both feet. "ALO is a virtual environment, so the game itself 'helps' with your swings to some extent - even if it's small, the game gives you more of a fighting chance than if a complete combat novice had to grab a weapon and fight to defend herself against monsters trying to kill her. You don't have that kind of help outside of the game, though; you're dealing with *real* physics, not the game's simulation of them, and your actual muscles instead of the virtual body you have as Tana."<br /><br />Rather than slashing this time, she goes for a thrust - still keeping her shield ready to block Nagato's next expected swing. Yuna's practically peeking around the edge of her shield as she goes for her attack.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato notices the wince and pulls back, bringing the hilt of her axe up to let the blade skim off off it and away from her body. She does wonder how the safties of this place would work with a lethal blow, but she's not about to test that as she readies up, hefting the axe in both hands again, giving a bit of a nod... "So you're saying ALO is helping me use this?" as the battleship slowly starts to circle the paladin. "I felt like it was all on my own doing. Tch, looks like I have a lot of work ahead of me."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With knowledge that the shield is still intact, she's going to go for this again, aiming straight for the shield, she swings back and makes a lumberjack chop towards that shield, a low angle downward slice to it, hoping to knock the paladin at least off her feet, if at least onto her rear end. "If this is too much, we can end the training. My intention isn't to injure you beyond what is nessecary for learning."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna nods approvingly at Nagato's parry, adding a more audible, "Good!" to acknowledge it. Sure, it was a stupidly simple attack and an equally simple response, but still, she DID divert Yuna's sword from finding its mark. (And she's not about to test the safeties either.)<br /><br />The follow-up chop aimed at Yuna's shield is telegraphed hard enough for Yuna to brace properly this time, though. She plants her feet, actually digging the shield's bottom corner into the ground for good measure, and tenses up -<br /><br />**WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG**<br /><br />"- Gyiiiii ... !!" Yuna's pained noise is somewhere between a squeak and a whimper, much of the force of Nagato's strike travelling *through her* and almost literally making her vibrate. The shield itself, in fact, *is* vibrating - muffled by the way Yuna grounded it, but there's enough 'freedom' for Shugoseiheki to resonate with the impact, much like a gong would have. But Yuna is still on her feet, and possibly to Nagato's surprise, the shield remains intact.<br /><br />Yuna didn't name it 'The Wall of the Guardian Star' for nothing, after all. But there were still probably better ways for her to deal with an attack like that one.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The gong fills the room and Nagato keeps the axe upon the shield, what should have been a sundering strike... left the shield still intact, though the praise for the parry does get noticed and she nods, this time, pulling back the large axe and moving into a resting position. "That shield of yours is impressive. I figured it would have broke with that strike." she sets the axe down and offers a hand to help up, "You are okay, yes?" she questions, a concerned voice echoing back towards the Paladin.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I was expecting it to peirce like a shell to get into your defenses, perhaps I was using the wrong technique to get beyond that shield..." she keeps the arm extended until it's taken or Yuna's up and about. "If you're ready, we can go another round if you wish."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Anything less and it *would* have broken," Yuna replies woozily as she accepts Nagato's help getting back up. "Shugoseiheki was a gift, but - Elner helped make it part of my powers, part of my equipment as the Savior of Light. Plus, Niv-Mizzet helped reinforce it with Mizzium, back before he disappeared ... that, plus the power integration, means -"<br /><br />She pauses, shaking her head as if to clear it. "Ugh. Maybe blocking wasn't so smart ..."<br /><br />"Part of Shugoseiheki's integration," Elner speaks up as the robo-faerie joins the two fighters (just teleporting down from wherever it was watching), "means that the Light Suit's defensive aura also reinforces the shield. However, that comes at a cost; the protective aura gets worn away as attacks connect. That blow took quite a lot out of the aura, so perhaps it's best to take a break, maybe an extended one."<br /><br />"If 'extended' means 'wrap up here and go get some sleep," Yuna says woozily, "maybe it'd be a good idea .." She looks at Nagato.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Some of these words give the Admiral a very odd look towards Yuna, only to reply with a very confused "Huh?" though she shakes her head a bit, listening to Elner. "I see. Then yes, perhaps a break is nessecary for this. Shall we head back to Hikari and Mamiya's for a parfait then?" she looks towards her axe a bit, "And maybe we should try something with more... finesse." Nagato turns to look back towards that shield, giving a slight nod, "I have... a few ideas in mind, but I think I will use ALO as a testing ground for them."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She gives another brief smile and looks towards the exit. "Shall we then?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna nods, dismissing her sword and her shield; she's keeping her Light Suit on for the moment, though, for whatever reason. "Sounds good to me," she says with a grin. "I think I can stay awake long enough for a parfait. If you'd care to lead the way, Admiral?"<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The telegram was not exactly urgent, or at least did not seem to be. It might have even sat on Nagato's desk for a couple of hours before the message was properly delivered, even though it was marked to be for her eyes only. That exact non-remarkable nature is what Wo counted on to keep the message in confidence, the old shinobi art of hiding something in plain sight. What she would have seen upon reading it, however, would hopefully serve to tip her off to the nature of the request. Telegrams being what they are, it wouldn't be as articulate as this, but the point gets across: 'There is something I need to talk to you about. Please meet my escort in Boston on the 9th of February at these coordinates.' There is a time-coded multiversal positioning system location included. It is signed only 'WQ'.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It probably wouldn't take much imagination or deduction to figure out that WQ is an initialism for the fleet daughters' local coding for the ship class, 'Wo Kyuu'. A further PS asks her to come alone. Boston being neutral territory outside any involved party's jurisdiction, it seems unlikely to be a trap. So what exactly could she want? Should Nagato pursue this, whether alone or not, the coordinates would take her to a street corner in the deepest of evening. An I-class Abyssal destroyer is there, no doubt the 'escort' that had been mentioned. Just in case of rain or snow, the large dog-sized creature has an umbrella clasped in its toothed grin, and a scarf is looped loosely around its non-existant neck to shield against the chill in the air. Hovering in place, it turns this way and that, as though eagerly awaiting something. If it had an appropriate kind of tail, it might as well be wagging.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The telegram sat on Nagato's desk for a good three hours, mostly because she sat in a session of ALO during a dungeon run.... As soon as that was done, it was work as usual. Sign off on some papers, prep the fleet for expeditions, stare at the telegram marked for her eyes only, send off more expeditions. It was a busy day for the Admiral, unfortunately, at least... until she placed her hands upon that telegram. Giving it a good read over... she gives a curious hum at it. "W...Q..." she pauses... "Come alone, huh?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There's something particularly curious about this message, and the positioning location information attached to it. "What is Wo up to this time?" she questions, turning to look towards the door, then towards the small weapon rack on the wall holding her twin bladed, two handed axe. "It's Boston." comes a concerned voice from the Admiral, who moves to pick up the weapon and attach it to her back. Better safe than sorry."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Over the radios, Nagato gives a brief order, leaving Atago in charge as the Admiral goes to run an 'errand'. Though with the base personnel seeing Nagato walk out of the office with an axe and using Akitsumaru to get her to a warp gate, it left an uneasy feeling over Musashi. Though, it doesn't take long to sail through the warp gate, she gets the docking permissions for Boston rather quick and, with a quick purchase of an umbrella.. she heads off towards the directions given... until she sees the I-Class.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Must be the escort." she looks down towards the I-Class, giving a brief nod. "Lead the way, I-class. And lead correctly..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Every so often, the I-class switches on its search light eyes to cut through the light haze, as though it might help see the expected visitor better. It isn't left waiting much longer, and spotting Nagato (and hopefully not blinding her), it shuts off the search lights and bounds over to her, closing the rest of the distance with obvious enthusiasm. An Abyssal ship that is excited to see a fleet daughter? Perhaps it has become accustomed to playing with its counterparts on her side. Sensing that she isn't the (obviously) playful type, though, and remembering how serious the face of the Wo-class big sister that sent it was, it soon regains its composure. Lacking the limbs to do so, it nonetheless tilts slightly, perhaps trying to emote a salute. It then pauses, as the tilt allowed it to see something behind Nagato, and it shifts slightly to look -- before withdrawing from her and becoming a bit more hesitant, at seeing the axe.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This is no time to be afraid, though. They wouldn't attack them in Boston! Where even the city folk don't give too many second looks to an I-class. Regaining its nerve, it turns around, beginning to hover in a toddling motion down the street, stopping every so often to be certain that Nagato is following and hasn't gotten lost; and maybe to be certain she isn't right behind it with that axe raised. The path is a little bit circuitous, and perhaps intentionally confusing, but it seems to be heading into a residential area adjacent to the piers. Specifically, a certain condo, which from the outside doesn't look very odd. That just makes it even stranger as a meeting place, though.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Without any further hesitance, the I-class pushes the front door open, giving a light tremble before seeming to soak in the warmth of the indoors. The Tsu-class is also waiting there at the door, carefully unwrapping the scarf from around the I-class' neck, and then placing it on a coat rack, as well as seeming to be waiting for another that followed, to offer the same services. There is a light gurgling and buzzing between the two Abyssals, before the I-class trot-floats over to the television in the warm living room. This space...it looks, like a normal living area. Perhaps not what one would expect, given that it looks like at least some Abyssals live here, some of the time. Finally, the Tsu-class lifts her enormous hands (currently ungloved, and so un-gunned) up to her helmet, and lifts it up; making Nagato the first fleet daughter to regard her without it.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...she's...wait-ing inside," the Abyssal light cruiser says, with obvious difficulty. It's a perfectly natural and normal, human face beneath, as long as one ignores the glowing red eyes and deathly pale skin.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fortunately, the Admiralship isn't blinded by the spotlight, though the odd look given to the I-class as it acts completely different to her than what she expected. She honestly expected a torpedo than a wiggle. Nagato almost had to regain composure herself... almost. Nagato, however, returns the attempt at a salute with one of her own, the odd pause from the I-Class gets noticed and she gives a bit of a smirk. "Never come unarmed." she whispers to the I-Class, not aware if it could understand her or not. Not that she had any buisness trying.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato does follow closely behind the I-Class, the Admiral reaching up to her head-rigging... and switching something off. Her Radio. If the Wo-class was truely wanting to help her, this would be a trust she would afford her, though... trusting an Abyssal is hardly becoming of an Admiral, thankfully, secrets can be kept. As the two finally get to the designated location... a condo. A non-descript... plain... condo.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She shakes her head and presses inside after it's opened up by the I-class, and stops just as she enters the door, eyes resting on the unarmed Tsu-class. But when she speaks, she gives a brief nod, handing over the now closed umbrella to the Tsu-class, and if bugged about it, her axe. The axe is quite heavy and would make a loud thunk on the ground if dropped, but it shouldn't be too hard for the Tsu-class to put it up against the wall.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"If this was different times, Tsu-class." she regards, "How I wish at times it was different." and with that, she makes her way towards inside... and to where the destination leads.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It is difficult for a mere 'elite' Abyssal to make any expression. There is something in the Tsu-class' eyes that mirror Nagato's own sorrow at their situation. Nonetheless, not having the full capacities of a flagship, that is about as far as she can go with expressing herself. It isn't her place, anyway -- they are doing what they can, how they can, to hopefully see some kind of light at the end of this long, dark tunnel they've been on. The Tsu-class, hefting the offered axe relatively easily in those meatily-extended arms, sets it down. It doesn't dent the floor...too badly. After that, she leads her further inside to that living room, where again, surprisingly normal furniture is placed around. The I-class is absolutely transfixed on some cartoons, and in a big sisterly kind of way, the Tsu-class settles down next to her on a beanbag chair, more interested in the companionship than the program that's on.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That leaves the one that called Nagato here in the first place. The Wo-class carrier is dressed down, for lack of a better term, into the long-sleeved shirt and pants that a certain limited edition card made famous, and seated on the couch adjacent to a coffee table. There is fresh coffee prepared, on that note, judging by how the steam is still coming off of it in the cup that is presumably hers. Nonetheless, she's just kind of emptily staring forward, at first, before she seems to register that the I-class has returned from her errand, and her blue-green eyes scan upward at her fleet daughter visitor. "...Nagato," she says, no smile coming to her face, yet somehow a bit of relief in her voice. "I'm glad -- that you came. I wasn't cer-tain, you would." She sits more properly upright, then, shifting to be closer to the table, and where an empty, comfortable chair has been prepared for the visiting Admiral.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Once you...get set-tled," she continues, "...I'll get, to it." Nagato always seemed to her like the type to not dwell on small talk, anyway. Not that, as Wo realizes only now, she had ever actually met Nagato in this kind of atmosphere. The warmth, on solid ground, and with an I-class giving what sounds almost like a giggle at a corny joke that one of the cartoon characters made.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato turns towards the I- and Tsu-class 'girls' as they place themselves in front of the TV.. Nagato knew that look in the Tsu-class' face and how she really wanted to get this war to end... Seeing the two there, transfixed by the TV... the companionship. It reminds her of Hoshi... it reminds her of Mutsu. Eventually... she knew in the back of her mind that she'd be able to free everyone... and she'll take a long vacation with Mutsu to nowhere... just to enjoy each others company. But for now... the shelling will continue until one side gives up.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And she was determined to not let it be hers...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato moves in a bit more, looking at the dressed down Wo-class... "If this was a casual meeting, I would have dressed down. Pardon my indiscretion." she starts, moving to sit down at an open seat, even if that means sitting on the same couch as Wo. "I figured you were the one behind the message, Samar would not be that secretive. Nor would I have responded to her if it was." she reaches, grabs a cup and the coffee, pours it and sets the decanter back before blowing on the steam. "The first time we've met in person... in circumstances that aren't alluding to shells fired and planes launched."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns to look at Wo. "The Tsu-class and I-class you have here remind me of a time that I wish for both our sides, but yes, let's get on with what you called me here for." Her voice is stern and all formal, but there's a hint of actual care in her voice, more so when referencing the Tsu and I.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;While Wo might have intended to get right to business, some of Nagato's remarks on the situation cause her to also glance at her two 'juniors' that are enjoying a peaceful evening, in out of the cold of both air and sea. "...it is ea-sy," she reflects, "To regard, your en-emy, as mon-sters. A sur-face dweller mis-take, that I try...not to repeat." Once again shifting her wait to get comfortable on the couch, she then turns her eyes once more to Nagato, "Our hearts re-main hurt, but Bos-ton...it is a place, for heal-ing, and understanding." She closes her eyes then, taking a deep breath, though it's uncertain if she even has proper 'lungs'. While she can string longer sentences than the Tsu-class can, longer discourse still takes a bit out of her, despite improvements. With her eyes open again, she gives a light shake of her head, "...it is o-kay. Didn't have...much room, in the tele-gram, after all. The less said -- the bet-ter." In case that anyone else read it, that is.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With that out of the way, then, and Nagato seated, Wo takes just a few more moments. Breaking eye contact, and glancing away from any of the other occupants of the room, she finally lets out, "I had hoped...it was temp-orary. That the re-ports, were wrong. But...it seems, you have a pro-gram." Her still-gloved fingers clench and unclench slightly, before they seek to distract themselves by once again picking up that coffee cup. Not too sweet, just the right blend of bitterness. She's had a lot of good tutors on the art around here. Continuing, after a sip, she notes, "Those Elites...wear-ing equipment. Like Kagura-zaka." She doesn't pause to let Nagato explain, moving right into her request, or rather, demand, "--it needs, to stop. Elites, are one thing -- how-ever..."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though the I-class remains blissfully unaware of the very adult kind of talking out going on just behind her, the Tsu-class raises her head from the television screen, placing one large hand on her destroyer sister's back while glancing backward as their flagship carrier tries to explain herself. "...I know, you are like-ly, to refuse," she admits. "I ask...that you con-sider, what you are do-ing, deep-ly. If the sur-face dwellers, of our world...were to ob-tain it. ...how long, un-til...it begins again." The first real expression on her face, a slight tinge of pain crosses it, as she looks as heartfelt as her mask-like face can manage, "Even more wea-pons...on the sea. I can't...allow it. Dis-mantle, the program."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"So you figured it out." Nagato starts, letting the Wo-class divulge what she knows, a light smile upon the battleship's face as she leans back, sipping upon that coffee. She does continue to listen, giving a few nods here and there. "You have one thing right, Wo." she starts, "It is temporary." while this might give the Wo-class some hope... what follows after that might dash it, "When our war is over... we won't have need for the equipment anymore, with this..." she sighs, "We may be able to finish it." she leans back a slight bit more and sips again.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kagurazaka isn't the only one." Nagato admits, though when the request, no the demand to stop, to dismantle the thing Akashi worked hard for, that Yuubari got to mad science with, and how it's let Nagato connect even more to a few Elites... Nagato's face turns into a deep frown. "When was the last time you ever saw a human from our world, Wo?" Nagato makes a sweeping motion with her hand, "When was the last time you saw the Curry Sea? Or Orel?" She pulls back and sighs.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The humans here don't belong in our war... but when you bring them in to our war? Something has to change." she gives a brief sigh once more, "I will, however, consider your request." as her head turns towards the Tsu and I... "I will consider it... but I make no promises. It's... one thing I cannot promise, unlike you returning my girls back to me."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato turns back to Wo, "I will tell you this. We do not have any Battleships lined up... for those Humans." though with Momoyo in Nagato's back pocket, it may stand to deliver a battleship in a destroyer's frame. "I do not know if you read news reports... there will always be weapons on the sea..." a pause, "even if our war ends."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It isn't quite a deflated look that the Wo-class adopts, in response to all that Nagato discloses, admits to, and counter-vows. It, perhaps, isn't quite the hard-handed defiance that Wo expected, either. Instead, she simply sits quietly for a time after absorbing all of it. "Yes...," she finally begins, not raising her eyes yet, on the one point she's more familiar with, "I know...there are more. Kaguraza-ka, is the only one...I know, by name." Perhaps that is some small fraction of what had worried her, to begin with. Those unknown people using ship equipment. It had her mind going places, such as everyday people beginning to do the same. And then where would the lessons of that old war, that had reduced them to this state, go? Her mind momentarily goes back to those same worries, and fears.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It has...been a time," the carrier openly admits, seemingly on the topic of how long it has been since she has even seen a person of their world. "It has been, my thought -- they are be-yond changing. When I was fresh-ly awoken...all I knew, was anger. At them...at my-self, for being used. Thrown a-way." Her eyes, and then hand, wander to a portfolio that, by how professional it looks, someone went through a lot of trouble to gather and present to her. It has the outline of the profile of Hornet CV-8 on the cover. "I know now...it is, more com-plicated. Es-pecially, in this multi-verse. But...it doesn't mean. I shouldn't, try." She draws her hand back afterward, returning to her coffee wholeheartedly. It seems that she's calmed down a bit, with that gesture. "...we owe 'them', that much."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a final closure of her eyes, for the time being, she glances back to the battleship. "Though...little, will change, for now. ...I thank you - for hear-ing, me out. Nagato. No-thing will change, on my end. My pro-mise to you." She fidgets a little bit, at this, but then also mentions, "--if you ever, need a place to rest. A-way from things. ...you are wel-come here, also. I won't a-llow, any harm...to come to you." The I-class jumps lightly, and is suddenly paying attention. This almost gets a chuckle out of the carrier, though it is quickly suppressed, whether consciously or not, as she apologizes for her, "...she has grown, quite attached. To the o-ther destroyers, in the city." This causes a somewhat sad tint to come to Wo's eyes.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then, with a soft exhalation, she concludes things. "Then...that is that. I can-not, ignore this...of course. But...I will ac-cept, your intentions." One last topic that was on her mind, that this has reminded her of, however, has her wonder: "...the last ship, that we 'de-livered'. ...is she, adjusting?" A slight deepening of her frown, "She had...a hard-er time, than most."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"To further put your mind as ease. I do not give... every civilian the equipment." Nagato finishes off.. That same fear was in her head, what if... the girls she gives equipment to sink... and die under water. What will happen to their spirits. There's a very strange look upon the Battleship's face, it could almost mimic Wo's worried face. Almost. She dismisses the thought, finishing off the cup of coffee and letting it rest on the table. "We think the same, but I urge you to know... the humans who made us, the kanmusu.. our selves before this." She gives a brief sigh again and reaches out towards Wo's hand. "They did care about us."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I sat in your position, Wo. As a Ru. It.. may have been well before your time when you.. surfaced as Wo." she gives a bit of a remembering smile, "Then I remembered my Admiral... the fleet I was with. The humans who did maintenance.. it wasn't that they didn't care... they couldn't get me..." though she remembers where she is, shaking her head, "Though, I suppose you know all about it with Armiger Princess."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato does give a brief nod, "You are welcome, Wo. The least I can do is hear your requests, be that I will act on them is a different story." though the offer of a safe haven... amongst Abyssals... is given, Nagato turns to look towards the I-Class and Tsu-class. "My fleet knows I am out and about on an errand, though I did not specify. As for ... her. She is slowly adjusting. She's terse, not one to have flagship position and alone... but.. she at least has started to participate. You... may see her again."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With this, Nagato slowly gets up and heads towards the living area, "If you do not mind, I shall take a rest here and head back to base once I'm done." its this that Nagato moves to sit on a couch in front of the TV, looking at the Tsu and the I... and giving a slight nod. The Admiral wasn't here for conflict, that much was certain. She does pat her lap for the I-Class to join... and the side of her seat for the Tsu.. and with one last look, she pats the other side... for Wo.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wo still can't help but look a little bit worried, and uncomfortable, about all of this, which is mostly from her posture than her facial expression. She has had her backup plans, if this discussion did not meet results, and Nagato likely would expect it. Least expected was Nagato reaching out to take her gloved hand, which actually prompts the carrier to blink for a moment, completely disarmed from her more usual, guarded nature. "Wo?" She momentarily reverts to those old habits of hers; repeating her class designator being so much easier than stringing together coherent speech. It allows Nagato the space to speak her mind and try to put things in a more reasonable light. For what it's worth, the carrier doesn't draw away from it, or shy off. Instead, her eyes break away to that portfolio again.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"But...I failed, them," she says, with a certainty that doesn't seem like it leaves much room for argument, at the moment. "...I un-derstand, now...some-what. They were try-ing, to let me go. Honor-ably. But...I was, too stubborn. It still...hurts." She thinks back to Nagato with the Armiger Princess, as well, when it is mentioned. That was actually the catalyst for the current agreement she had made with Nagato. Hearing her, she felt that though they might become her enemy...that her sisters also would not be mistreated. She and the fleet daughters ultimately want the same thing, even if how they go about it is so radically different. She also gives a slight nod to the information about what became of the other Wo-class, "...she was, dis-tant to us, as well. That's how...I knew." She gives a light shake of her head, "As long, as she is well...then."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The I-class wastes no time, hopping up to take its space, its already many-toothed mouth almost seeming to grin even wider. The Tsu-class looks a bit more uneasy about this arrangement, but with an approving glance from Wo, she settles in as well, placing her enormous hands on her lap as though uncertain what else to do with them. Wo herself, is the last to get properly seated. If there were another party with a camera, it would definitely make for an odd portrait. "Take, as long as you -- need," Wo's mouth moves into a subtle but pronounced smile, for once. "Boston is...a nice, place." Where even Abyssals and Kanmusu can co-exist, if only for an evening.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato doesn't respond to it all, just listening to Wo. If there was a camera-tengu around... it would definately be a... strange photo. And such blackmail material. But thankfully... it won't happen. Nagato gives a brief... smile. It felt strange to be in the presence of Abyssals, but with the lap-destroyer, the little sister... and the big sister, it gets Nagato to think. "Thank you, Wo. And it is a nice place." a pause, then her hand moves to stroke down the I-Class' back.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As odd as it feels... it felt like home, and it felt safe. Perhaps... she didn't need to bring the axe.<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2016/02/21<br />
|Location=Great Ocean - Southern Loop<br />
|Synopsis=Black Ship in the Harbor.<br />
|Cast of Characters=582, 680, 685, 765, 934, 939, 941, 945<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's a brilliant blue day in the waters of the Pacific. The sea is as glassy and flat as a polished mirror, and the sun shines mightily in the sky overhead. There's nary a cloud up there to give that sun any guff, just an endless expanse of blue above and below, occasionally pockmarked with islands that rise out of the horizon in the distance.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In other words, it's a really great day to get out there and cause some trouble. Or maybe a day to spend at the beach, hitting around a volleyball or disobeying orders from your direct superiors to not let the resource-guzzling super battleship anywhere near water.<br /><br />You know, whichever.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But then, in sudden defiance to the otherwise immaculate weather this afternoon, something... strange emerges. It appears as a great swath of nonsense-signal squatting like an enormous cat all over conventional sensor readouts. Certain shipping routes have seen their ships sail into the disruption and then immediately fail to report back. Vessels disappear, their radio signatures vanishing into the roving field of white-noise.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Optical confirmation suggests that there is, in fact, some kind of... strange, grey, impenetrable electronic cloud drifting over the surface of the water, obscuring its source from view. All that can be seen is the silhouette of some enormous vessel lurking within.<br /><br />This can only mean one thing.<br /><br />It's time to go poke it with a big stick.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:941|Mel Brock (941)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Marshal Mel Brock is on her way from her neck of the Multiverse to Njorun when the Union flags a sensor disturbance as 'mild incident potentially meriting Elite investigation'. She's set up a link to the Union's networks to forward these things to her; she figures the (relatively) light stuff is a good way to get more comfortable going out and interacting with the Multiverse at large. So there's a shrug on her part, and a couple minutes later she's deploying in the Firestarter's Chaser vehicle, following the nav information to get through the labyrinth of warp gates to somewhere close by.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When she lays eyes and sensors on the great big EM cloud herself, she swears under her breath. What the hell about this is 'mild'?<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fingers dance across the console, then take the yoke, and the red Chaser banks around to approach at an angle, so she can get a longer, closer look without actually flying into the cloud.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Abyssal patrols and transport expeditions, like their fleet daughter counterparts, are constant and ongoing. A sight familiar in the seas by now, if not necessarily the sleek, whale and shark-like black shapes of their Abyssal cousins, a group of destroyers was escorting some Wa-class transports back from acquiring fresh supplies for the forces back at the local forward base. It was going off completely without a hitch, and with the weather so fine and not a radar hit for at least a dozen miles, they were staying well clear of other traffic today. It was a relaxing outing, and the large dog to small car-sized destroyers were gargling and buzzing between one another. It was almost like small talk...girls talk? Sounds almost like distorted giggling could sometimes be heard to pass between them.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then something happens to break the mood. It starts off with a strange radar return just off the horizon, which while it causes them to pause their banter, doesn't seem to really draw their attention at first. False hits, and mistaken ones, are fairly common to encounter. That it remains, and seems to be growing, and is an extremely confusing signal, causes some of them to begin growing visibly nervous, their gliding over the water becoming erratic, and the buzzing between one another growing anxious. The one in the lead, a particularly large I-class glowing with a golden aura, does not seem as shaken, giving a commanding buzzing tone, as it radioes what it is seeing back to the local forward supply depot.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That is where a particular Wo-class carrier had been seated, looking out at the ocean, with a certain Tsu-class light cruiser operating a radio set with her enormous gloved hands. Somehow. How she managed to fit the headset over her helmet is another mystery. The Tsu-class raises her head slightly, then gurgles something. The carrier also glances over, "...they en-countered something?" An uncertain mumbling follows. "--I see. We will, move to - re-inforce them. We cannot afford, in-terruptions." Both Wo and Tsu, having removed her long range radio gear, descend onto the water, and begin making way toward the site of the reported anomaly.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Having a supply route from a multiversal entity such as the shipping route that failed to report is a benefit to the Fleet Daughters. In return for goods, the fleet provides protection for them. This time, Nagato's out in full force, the might of the full on battleship sailing alongside a previous convoy. This one was important at least to the Fleet, it contained the monthly supplies for them, but on word of the missing shipping route, and confirmation with the escorted fleet, Nagato breaks off from the group and starts heading in the direction towards the missing fleet.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There is one passenger on board the Nagato right now, an echoed voice emitting from the hull of the battleship. "Gaonoir, I'll need your assistance in the air please." the voice is still stoic, "I have a single launch rail that's empty for your use or you can take off from my deck." Now with the battleship moving towards the location, and picking up the radar pings of the odd contact. Something was bothering her about this, what could cause ships to just go missing in the ocean? Ships just don't go missing unless they're being sunk.. and this is something Nagato's not goign to have any more of on her watch.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"This is Admiral Nagato of the Hikari Combined Fleet." she calls over open radios, "I need the status of what's going on and time reports of the missing fleet." a pause "I am here to assist with investigation and defense if nessecary."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Fifth fleet were out in full force, escorting a different convoy on a different route, one that was originally heading right for the cloud of interference. "Yamashiro, do you see that?" asks Kuma, her voice echoing metallically from within the hull of her Ocean Fit-Out. "Aye flagship, turn to 0-2-5, lets keep distance." "Agreed, Fifth Strike to Hikari Actual, come in please." a discussion tracks back and forth, and after a brief discussion, the five craft of the Fifth Strike Force peel away, leaving the transports on a relatively safe course into friendly waters, local ships approaching to take over escort duty.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Nagato pings coordinates, the fleet adjust course to arrive in formation around the Flagship, Yamashiro taking up point alongside Nagato, Nowaki trailing behind with Chitose and Shigure taking point with Kuma, forming a Double Line formation. "Fifth Fleet, changing flag to Battleship Nagato. We are at your command, Flagship." says Kuma.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Some people might find riding around in a craft that one previously knew as a humanoid being .... but really with all the weird forms they can take this was just another daytrip for a Digimon. Or at the very least, it was just weird in a familiar sort of weirdness as far as Gaonoir was concerned.<br /><br />"Heh. Been a while since I've actually been launched out of something." The dark-furred canid made a little stretch as he got to his feet, and a short salute with one gloved paw even if he's not entirely sure Nagato can 'see' it in the current state of affairs. "You got it, Admiral. Just have her warmed up and ready."<br /><br />As he sprinted off for the launcher shadowy energy started to gather around him, shifting forms mid-stride with little trouble, so by the time he's reached the launch rail he's already fully evolved. Jumping onto the launching device, he gave his bomber scarf a swat out of his way, pulled his visor down, and crouched on the launcher much like a runner would at the starting line as the jetpack-esque engines on his back emitting a heated glow as they fire up.<br /><br />Once they start nearing the location the launch rail is activated and rapidly vaults Gaonoir to take-off speed. Not that he really needs to assistance, it's likely he used the launch rail just for it being an oppritunity to do so. Either way, it gets him into the air quickly over the gathering fleet.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As a solo unit, it didn't take Graf Zeppelin very long to mobilize and launch from Hikari. In due time, she arrived at the source of the interference. "Hmn..." The Carrier mused faintly to herself, offering no eloquent verbal response. Her cold, blue gaze swept the area, catching sight of the fifth fleet reinforcing Nagato. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Very good. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She kicked it into high gear and sped across the water, join in the Fifth Fleet's formation. "Graf Zeppelin, reporting. I am at your command, Flagship." She spoke in a calm and even tone, looking out towards the cloud of... what was that out there? "Do we have information on this disturbance, or are we going in dark?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:945|Lima Ultimos (945)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>It's a sea! A very big sea! Seas are good. They're the one place where pirates can truly be themselves, raiding boats, sailing across the waters, accidentally losing men to sharks. Which is why the ghost ship, the Coma Navaja, is sailing across the waters at a positively abnormal speed, causing waves as it ripples through. Fog surrounds the ship, but unlike the rest of it, the fog is absolutely normal! The Coma Navaja isn't actually doing anything at the moment, though the brigantine does seem to be keeping a lookout for other ships.<br /><br />And then, there's a massive vessel, even larger than the Coma Navaja, seen from afar. One of the ship's lookouts slides down the mast, running up to the helm. "Captain, we found something mighty big! It's a ship, and it's bigger than any other one we've seen out here! It's causing weird things to the weather!" The captain of the Coma Navaja, Lima Ultimos, the Revenant Spaniard, just laughs and grins, as he begins spinning the wheel. "Good work, Leroy! Get back up to the mast, we be going to take a look for ourselves!" Shouting to his quartermaster, Lima Ultimos spins the wheel even faster, causing the ship to almost turn around entirely in the span of a minute. "Tigerbabble! Get ready for parley! Let's be seeing what this ship be about, and if they be wanting a fight!" Tigerbabble simply sighs, before heading down below deck.<br /><br />"Alright, crew! Full speed! Let us see what's happening!" With a cheer from the crew of 100, the ship takes off once again at breakneck paces, going to go meet a giant boat. This can't go badly at all.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;All these disparate naval vessels gathering in one place, you might forgive someone for thinking that there was a major oceanic dispute unfolding on the high seas. Or at least, one could be mistaken in assuming that an engagement was an imminent eventuality.<br /><br />For a stranger in a strange land, such a mistake is even more easily made.<br /><br />If it truly is a mistake.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Those with eyes in the sky would see it first. A widening of the electronic fog immediately surrounding the vessel. It washes out in a silver-gray wave, a nightmare of white-noise made manifest as a raw physical PRESENCE that seeps into every nook and cranny it can reach. The very air in the region within its grasp seems to humm and vibrate, raising a chaotic chorus of electronic nonsense that could make sense only to the ineffable mind of a sunken god.<br /><br />And within, from the thinned, widened mist, a great vessel lights up with five-dozen angry red eyes.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's visible now, parting the fog with its upturned prow. It bristles with turrets, some vaguely spherical and hollowed out on one face like jet black eyes without pupils. Others are larger, and festooned with a bank of strange two-pronged barrels that crackle with angry red lightning.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A great mast-bridge towers over its hull, overlooking a series of strange cylindrical containers flanking it in threes at four corners. Its aft deck is strangely empty, as if it had acted as some kind of landing area, or perhaps something else. There are... no visible crewmen. The ship is empty, but its activity is undeniable.<br /><br />As is its fury.<br /><br />But this is no Abyssal.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As it emerges, it produces a... noise. That's the only way to describe that sound; a high, digital, bestial keening, like nails on the chalkboard of the brain. If it has meaning, it's obscured by dozens of layers of encryption or the madness of the infinite ages since it has last needed to communicate. The eyes on its hull light up, burning like hateful red stars.<br /><br />It hasn't opened fire yet... But the atmosphere of tension and malevolent intent is impossible to miss.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir mutters as he taps the side of his visor a few times, trying to sort out his sensor code from the ambient disruption the fog is producing. There's some irony in the matter of him being the one getting interference, but there's not really time to mull over the fact. Eventually things start to sort out as the digimon's scanning ability begins compensating for the white-noise.<br /><br />That he can -feel- the manifestation of the distortions is the really weird part. Is this what other digimon feel when he evolves close to them? No wonder most of them think of him as some kind of freakish creep. Not that their opinions matter to him, either.<br /><br />"There's definately something in there, and it's -big-," he mutters, and pulls up with a flare of engines to get a higher vantage point over the fog. Of whatever is lurking in the midsts of it.<br /><br />The view he does get is enough to make even the experience enforcer take pause. "What the fragmented null..." Another tap and his sensor-visor zooms in, sweeping over the length of the 'ship'. It's placements, the tower, the deck.. an empty deck at that. Lots of guns, and lots of eyes.<br /><br />".. Yeah, this ain't gonna be pretty."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:941|Mel Brock (941)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh, that... that sounds very angry. And it is very big, and if it opens fire there could be a lot of problems, both for the responders and, probably, for anyone within several miles.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So Mel switches on her vehicle's external speakers, and swerves into a flight path that matches the ship's direction. "My name is Mel Brock. I'm about 95% certain you can understand me to some extent, so I would appreciate it if you'd confirm for me whether or not you can communicate through verbal language. I'd like to negotiate your presence here."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A cop's gotta try, right? She doesn't expect it to work, but she's gotta try.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Abyssal destroyers, though the large one with a golden aura -- that the fleet daughters, if they see it, would recognize as marking it as a highly developed flagship -- had managed to calm them down, are now trembling, for lack of a better term. While they have no scout planes in the sky, lacking the launch capability, they nonetheless sense the uncomfortable sizzling in the air. It's sort of an unfamiliar kinship that they experience. This is not comforting, reinforcing, like their shared song. It's something terrible! They huddle around the transports, even as that wave of electromagnetic disturbance threatens to overtake their position. The gold one barks, in its own static-laden tone, what is likely an order. ...the others hesitate, before breaking off with the transports they are guarding, and moving away at full speed.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The golden destroyer turns back to the cloud disturbance. It seems she's willing to head in alone if she must -- but that proves unnecessary. Cruising in from her same approach vector, she's joined by the Wo-class aircraft carrier and Tsu-class, which arrive just in time to reinforce her line and, hopefully, screen for the main expedition detachment to clear the area. "Good work -- until now," comes praise from Wo, settling a black gloved hand against the smooth, but weathered, black exterior of the large I-class. All three then turn their eyes, both visible and not, toward the shape emerging from the chaos. At a far distance, it could almost be mistaken for one of their own, but there is no Abyssal-style presence felt here, aside from the appearance. With an unspoken order, the carrier gestures her command staff forward, the jaw of her flight deck-slash-hat hinging open, and the roar of jet turbines issuing from within.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A wave of air superiority fighters is launched, ahead of a flight of dive bombers, in short order. The Tsu-class light cruiser, and the golden I-class, advance ahead of Wo into the swarm of static, levelling their guns and beginning to open fire with 6 and 5 inch guns. If it is a danger to their expedition forces, then it needs to be ended swiftly. There is something else noticed, now that she has aircraft in the air, as well. ...what are 'they' doing here?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Some brief commands over the radio and Nagato's turrets start to turn in the direction of that very angry looking 'ship'. Hearing Mel over her speakers, an affirmative noise is given and Nagato waits, "All ships, hold fire. Wait for their initial attack." and with quick transmissions, she gives Gaonoir some access to the Fleet radio. Inside the ship, Nagato's holed up in one of the rooms, the visions she's getting from around the area are distorted and not clear. "Mmm... Chitose, scout planes." she orders, more vision is nessecary and a clearer bit will be good.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Upon her own deck, the launch rail is fitted out with a scout plane of her own, launched and moving to follow near Gaonoir. It's just a simple plane, no weapons, but a old style WW2 camera to give vision. "Alright, show us what you have." she mutters, before calling out to Mel's ship. "Mel Brock, this is Admiral Nagato. We're here to provide backup if your negotiations fail. Northern Force fleet shall back your efforts in negotiation."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though, upon mention on her radio's... Nagato's plane hovers around the area and she calls out. "Abyssal ships. There's no time for negotiation now, they've fired. All ships, prioritize Abyssal surface ships first, carrier-class abyssal can wait a moment. Gaonoir, ready anti-aircraft defense." a pause, "Hold order..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;On a tighter band, direct towards the Wo-class... "Wo." is all Nagato says, though with an order given to Shigure to signal...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, that's not the stuff of nightmares. No siree.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Fifth Fleet, if they're afraid, don't show it on their external hulls. At orders from Nagato, the ships hold formation, Kuma's launch rail swinging out to relase a Type 0 Scout as standard protocol.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose's launch rails angle out as well, loading and launching Zuiun bombers with torpedo loadouts to take up holding pattern around the fleet.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wo's launch doesn't go unnoticed, as Shigure's radar mast swings to pick them up. She relays the findings then awaits orders, turrets swinging up to high angle, just in case. The radio mast comes alive next, and a tight beam communication tries to breach the interference. "Abyssal Fleet, this is Destroyer Shigure of the Combined Fleet, please state your intentions in this encounter. Repeat. Please state your intentions." Her searchlights also flare, flashing light-sentences, just in case the radio doesn't go through.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ....That's a big ship. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Not that Graf Zeppelin is surprised. It looks hostile. Those cannons look ready to fire. From within the the ship, deep within, seated and in command, she frowned. "...Hostile intentions assumed. Preparing armaments." She spoke clearly, her turrets training on the mysterious black ship. And her flight deck raised several planes, ready to launch at a moment's notice. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Talk over the radio of Abyssal presence gives the girl pause. "....Sister is here..." Is all Graf Zeppelin mumbles. She doesn't say anything further and holds her fire, waiting to hear what the next command will be. She would trust that Nagato would make the right call when the time came. Whatever that call may be.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There is a realization that, with a fleet of their current size, they aren't equipped to deal with all of the Elites that appear to be on Nagato's 'side', at the moment. Wo bares her fangs a little in frustration, and while she doesn't alter course or her plans, yet, the shelling almost seems to hesitate for a moment. The Tsu-class gargles, and the I-class buzzes, as they do. While the transmissions are a bit garbled from the interference, enough still gets through, owing to them not being in the deepest parts of the veil, to interpret. Wo radioes back directly, "This a-nomaly, is presumed...to have threat-ened, our expedition for-ces. Whether, it leaves...or is sunk, is up to it." In a more compact form, the I-class flashes its search light eyes to convey the same overall message. The use of 'it' is also conspicuous. The Abyssal planes enter into a brief holding pattern, as though tensely awaiting an answer.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:945|Lima Ultimos (945)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Well, it looks like the boat wants a fight! That'll make things easier for the Coma Navaja. Sailing up a bit to the side of the Black Ship, the boat pauses, as the men run to take the cannons. No one fires, however, as Lima Ultimos shouts to...his boat. "Alright, girl, let's be trying to negotiate! Do what ye do best!" The Coma Navaja starts loudly creaking, before the creaking starts being directed towards the side facing the Black Ship. While it just sounds like an old boat making noises, these Boat Noises are actually rather intelligent. There's no words to them, because boats don't talk, but if the Black Ship understands Boat Noise, they roughly mean 'what is your intention, we are probably going to shoot you, no hard feelings...unless you have better ideas?'<br /><br />The Coma Navaja waits roughly one minute for a response. If no response comes that indicates the Black Ship is willing to do something reasonable, Lima Ultimos will shout, "Alright, lay it on her!", and the crew will begin firing the cannons. Dozens of powerful cannonballs will launch from the Coma Navaja, attempting to rip through the Black Ship, before the ship begins to try and speed up again to get distance. Hopefully, it doesn't come to this!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For a moment, a singularly beautiful moment, the vessel seems to stop to consider the craft hovering overhead. Its only response to their words is a rattling of metal and the low groan of an ancient battle-hull sailing to war once again. Its reply, in the language of ships, is a tired litany of anguish and enduring, pained fury. Its sixty eyes seem to dim briefly as if it were closing them in contemplation. It's only when the Abyssals obliterate any hope for a peaceful encounter that it becomes clear...<br /><br />It was not the curiousity of apes that caused it to pause.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It was an alien, calculating awareness. A channel of thought not unlike a scientist examining a dangerous pathogen through a microscope. It was not thinking about peace.<br /><br />It was planning a strategem.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The red eyes suddenly blaze to life once more as if torn from their reverie by a tight, hateful hand. Dozens of the smaller apertures seem to narrow, their light intensifying and focusing into pencil-thin beams that somehow /bend/ as they enter the mist, twisting and sweeping through the flight of Abyssal fighters and bombs directed at its position. A pair of 6 and 5 inch shells smash into its hull and then sink into the briney deep. The remainder slam into a wall of... hardened light. A barrier system!? Cannonballs pound into its frame from another direction, leaving another series of dents in its hull before the remainder is again swallowed up by whatever stopped the Abyssals' shots.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Another shrill cry tears through the fog. Its turrets come alive. The pronged cannons swivel in their mounts, acquiring targets even as the light of their barrels doubles and then triples. With a crack of sixty-six-times-six million joules discharging at once, it unleashes a half-dozen slugs of solid, magnetized matter downrange at the Abyssals and their Kanmusu counterparts.<br /><br />Its flying foes receive somewhat less conventional treatment.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The spherical 'turrets' come away from their housing, darting through the air like unusually rotund multirole fighters. From the aperture in their shells, they begin filling the sky with roiling, irradiated blasts of vermilion plasma. They dart and divert through the fog as they fire at Lima, Mel and Gaonoir, unleashing one shot before relocating to charge another.<br /><br />And all the while, it keeps right on saturating the battlefield with those weird, bending lasers. Light isn't supposed to TURN like that!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:941|Mel Brock (941)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Okay, talking is not happening. The moment the Abyssals open fire, Mel banks the Chaser and goes into a sidelong dive, already communicating with Nagato. "Yeah, that's about how I expected this to go. Watch yourselves, you've got mass driver fire incoming! I'm gonna see what I can do up here." The crimson vehicle twists and dives before swerving around again, shimmering blue as attacks get close enough to trip its shielding, before coming out of its descent just over the water. There's a few sizzling scorch marks on the craft - one of them deep enough that it looks like some of the hull has been partially melted by a more-than-glancing hit - but it's still performing just fine, and having the water under her means less directions to avoid lasers from.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She has a plan, though. Pushing the craft up to nearly full speed, there's a distinctive 'THOOM' as a craft meant to reach orbit on its own power shoves right through the sound barrier. The crimson bolt hurtles right out past the giant ship before decelerating hard enough to strain Mel against her restraints; she swings around, pops up, and starts a pass right over it, low enough to be within the EM fog.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But therein lies the secret. She's loaded up a small torpedo to fire off as a sort of 'bomb' as she passes above it, but her main plan is to reach out with her psychic power, forming a 'solid' barrier in front of her craft - a barrier pointed forward, like a V around her ship, with the surfaces also angled up. A lot like a snow plow, trying to outright shave away some of that fog and make an opening for everyone.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Energy shields, why did it have to be energy shields. Turret loading noises are loud on the fleet Flagship as shells are changed out for something by an invisible crew while the lasers and railgun volley slams right into the Flagship, scorching the deck and destroying the launch rail. A small pained noise is made and the turrets traverse to aim at the Black Ship. "All cannons, fire!" the loud rapport of eight shells being fired from four turrets is followed by a plume of fire and smoke, with the eight shells reaching a high angle.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once those shells reach up, they explode and start raining down hot shrapnel against that energy barrier, the last time they were up against one, the Sanshiki seemed to work just fine against it, so Nagato is testing that theory again. "I'll have to find a way to better peirce energy barriers... it may end up having to upgrade the fleet as a whole..." she mutters, speeding along in formation.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Mel Brock, I'm not sure what a mass driver is but we're joining in the fight. If you can find a way around this shielding, relay it to my fleet, we'll be able to help penetrate the enemy vessel with our Type Ninety-Fours."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, with that out of the way, Kuma's turrets traverse into position, barrels gleaming in the light as they lock their target in... the Black Ship. Shigure's do the same, angling down to take a surface trajectory instead of a high angle. Nowaki follows suit, and Yamashiro's main guns follow too, the six turrets of the Fusou-class Dreadnaught turning and elevating. "Fleet ready to commence shelling, Flagship." comes the soft tones of the other Battleship, echoing and metallic from within the hull.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then all hell breaks loose. A laser curves in and smashes through Kuma's port-side hull below the waterline, making her begin to list before it starts to seal itself. "Damage control! Flood ballast!" she cries out, obviously in pain, before she opens fire, 15.5cm shells lashing out in retaliation. Shigure launches her own attack, rapid-fire 10cm shells flying from her turrets. "Must get closer... we're out of position for a torpedo attack..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yamashiro's cannons roar to life, unloading the AP shells already loaded. She then hmms, and the turrets clank and whirr, "Load Type 3 shells. Air-burst, 25ft from target. Full saturation spread. Take aim. FIRE!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The cannons clank and finish reloading, then roar to life again, lofting Type 3 'Sanshiki' shells which detonate into flowers of shrapnel and white-hot magnesium and tungsten to shower the Black Ship.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose remains the only vessel not firing directly, her AA battery fully out of range, and wouldn't put a mark in a Destroyer, let alone whatever THAT thing is. That isn't what her primary offense is though. Her Zuiun, those that survive the sudden Homing Laser attack, turn and settle in on a high speed, low altitude attack run, waiting until they're about a click away from the Black Ship, before dropping their torpedoes and peeling away, returning toward their carrier.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"I think that counts as indescriminate!", Gaonoir barkss harply as the Black Ship starts unloading ordinance. And then some of the actual turrets, launching them into the air like ball shaped aircraft even as they're opening fire. "Just a suggestion, but MOVE." His own jetpack roars to life, two plumes of energy erupting behind the Machgaogamon as he launchs into a twisting weaving motion to try and evade the weird-ass lasers.<br /><br />Fortunately attacks that like to flip off convential physics is something digimon are naturally accustomed to. That experience he has to work with while dodging bending lasers and plasma blasts at least. A few shots still get a little too close for comfort, leaving scorch-like marks in his flight suit armor.<br /><br />"Okay I don't know what the null you things are, but enough is enough." Pulling out of one of the swooping turns Gaonoir pulls up into a hover, sensor-visor locking onto the nearest grouping of now hovering turrets. "Time to cut down on the air traffic." Jaws clench tightly, little motes of digital energy crackling around his fangs as his entire body arcs back a bit, as if taking in a deep breath. And then--<br /><br /><span style="color:#36648b">"HOOOOOOWLBACK CANNON!"</span><br /><br />--Not only does he howl much like his canid form would suggest possible, but the resulting sonic shockwave carries a crackling discharge of his own disruption effect in it, like someone used a bass boost to fire a high energy EMP at the spherical airforms.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:945|Lima Ultimos (945)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Well, it looks like the boat is mad, and not going to negotiate. Time to destroy it, then! Especially since it has cannons and lasers and OH MY GOD, KENNETH DIED. He'll be mad when we resurrect him. The Coma Navaja is getting blasted by lasers, causing men to be knocked back and the hull some damage that it can luckily heal from, though that doesn't help much in immediate combat. It's time to do a very well-thought, ingenious plan that can't go possibly bad.<br /><br />"Alright, brace yerselves! We're gonna ram her!"<br /><br />At Lima Ultimos' cry, the ship gets some distance, before turning back towards the Black Ship. Aiming directly for her hull, the Coma Navaja slams forward full-speed ahead, intending to strike directly at the broadside. Crew members desperately try to hold onto the ship, while Lima just laughs and laughs, holding onto to his wheel so that he isn't sent flying off. He probably doesn't realize that he's now more likely to get hit by anything anyone else fires, including these psychic bombs, missile fire, and torpedoes. Well, that's just the risk of it!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Those were lasers. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Then this was simple. Basic Evasive Manuevers! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ...Wait a second, lasers aren't supposed to curve like tha- BWAM. "Tch-!" Graf's deck from struck by several stray lasers. "-Running damage control on deck. Fight Deck is operational. Proceeding with bombardment." The turrets on the front side raised up. "Three...Two.....One.... FIRE!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With that, each and every turret exploded, firing shells outwards in an upwards arc, aiming to descend and impact the enemy ship's deck. But she didn't stop there. Several planes launched, going airborne. Circling the skies above, evading laser fire from those funnels, they veered downward after a point, letting loose with heavy artillery fire. Specifically aiming for the turrets firing those damnable lasers.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It would be easy to be dissuaded, as the shells glance off some kind of barrier. Fortunately, this I-class destroyer and Tsu-class light cruiser were a bit more tolerant, and durable, than the average stock Abyssal. Instead of a sound of deflation, there are only grumbles and buzzes of frustration; though on Wo's will, they hold further fire. While they wait for communications with the fleet daughters, and to behold the unusual sight of another ship sidling up to 'speak' in a way that is almost intelligent to even the Abyssals, it actually gives the unknown vessel time to consider all of the inputs, and formulate a response. Obviously, Wo should have just stuck with her gut, and continued firing without further consultation, but it's too late for that, now.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Abyssal fleet is no stranger to energy beams, but they aren't quite used to them...bending. Or railguns, yet, for that matter. The standard manga-style bolt of non-existant lightning flickers through Wo's awareness, and she calls for evasive action. The maneuvers are a bit different than they would be for more standard projectiles, but the sum result is the same -- the Abyssals' formation is momentarily scattered, as they all break away. The I-class, too smart for its own good, momentarily sinks lower into the water to let one slug graze overhead. The Tsu-class isn't quite as evasive, and opts, probably unfortunately, to partially block and deflect the incoming shot. Not having the benefit of an energy shield, she has to rely on her armor. Which, when the sizzling vapor clears, has held, but her deathly pale skin is visibly splintered and cracked, and oozing what looks like congealed oil. One of her arms' gloves is also ripped up, though the turrets seem to remain functional.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Wo-class, on her part, has to deal with it on two fronts. Her aircraft are a target of those tightly concentrated beams aimed into the sky, and they dive and swoop to attempt to avoid it. But, these beams are...beams, and jets are jets. Two fighters and bombers each get caught up in the tangle of beams and, instead of smashing into the see trailing smoke as is usual, seem to more or less have their damage 'cauterized' before spiraling down. Like that video of a laser shooting down a mosquito. The remaining fighters attempt to harass those flying spherical turrets with strafing fire from their growling cannons, while the dive bombers shift into a steep descent, dropping their payloads before climbing back and trying to limp back to their carrier. They wing wag at the (for now) friendly Gaonoir, as though to signal for cover, if it can be provided.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;...and, if Wo survives for the aircraft to return to, that is. At this rate, nothing is a given. She's a bit of a 'larger' target profile than the light cruiser and destroyer. As much as she tries to minimize that exposure, her armor still takes a solid strike, similar to what happened to the Tsu-class. The fracturing and splintering cause her to visibly grimace, but she remains upright, and even joins the light cruiser and destroyer in returning fire. Rather than the conventional shells that those two use, her flight deck's twin turrets level, and then channel her pain into a red beam weapon of her own, through her clenched teeth. Is that other strange ship aiming to ram it? Have they gone mad?<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Even if they are suicidal, she'll welcome the distraction as a chance. She signals something wordlessly to the I-class and Tsu-class, that gurgle confirmation, before moving into a defensive position in front of her again. In a sight that would be familiar to some present, black metal plates begin assembling from the depths around and beneath Wo, and welding together with red-hot seams. Whatever this process is, it could likely be interrupted, if the Black Ship can spare enough processing power from being slammed into by a pirate ship.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Many things happen all at once.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gaonoir's roar shakes the fog and stirs the sea to a violent roiling mess. The Black Ship rocks on twisting and turning waves as a pair of its orbital units shatter as they're literally shaken apart. The others... Had the foresight to use their kin as shields and quickly pick up the slack, firing at the digimon with blasts of that corrosive, vermilion plasma. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Reciprocating fire pours in from the shipgirl menace. The Type-3 shells smash into solid disks of hardened light as they streak down overhead. Whatever this vessel is, it does't seem to have anticipated the shots to split into a rain of high-speed molten shrapnel. Plumes of black smoke twist from its hull as the sub-munitions strike home. Other shells of similar caliber fire in its direction. It sees them, and immediately directs laser-fire to tear into the shells before they can have a chance to close in and deploying their devastating cargo.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Foreign aircraft keep up the assault. Bombs smash into and through its shield, exploding across its deck before the remainder are disintigrated by point-defense fire. A few of its red eyes wink out under the assault, but it has identified its priority targets now.<br /><br />Carriers identified.<br /><br /><span class=" bold_fg_r bg_n ++ hr">Opening Fire</span><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Six of its railgun mounts pivot in their turrets, acquiring the relatively larger 'signatures' of the Wo-Class and the Graf Eisen. Three bolts each, focused in concentrated bombardment at their position. With that much kinetic energy, even an ocean impact would cause a shockwave of high-pressure water. But in all this...<br /><br />Well, it hasn't /missed/ the Coma Navaja, but it seemed to have discounted the vessel's viability of an actual threat. Ramming maneuvers can be easily dealt with. Its remaining six turrets turn, not even bothering to acquire a target as they open fire. Lasers curve up and over from the other side of the ship. It looks as though the Ghost Ship is a sitting duck...<br /><br />And then SOMETHING comes in from space like a bolt out of the blue.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A shuddering pulse smashes through the field of white noise. The Black Ship seems to recoil at the disruption to its countermeasure field, the ripples of Mel's telekinetic dive roil through four-dozen beams of light. Suddenly they seem to veer off into oblique angles, flash-boiling patches of ocean and sailing harmlessly(?) out into the sky.<br /><br />And then the Coma Navaja makes contact.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The ghost ship, supernaturally mighty as it is, smashes into the black vessel's hull. Its strange, ebon armor groans as it crumples in, as if... as if the ship had been hollowed out, somehow.<br /><br />Its eyes flicker for a moment or two... and then slowly darken.<br /><br />Is... is that all it took?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:945|Lima Ultimos (945)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>As the Coma Navaja smashes into the Black Ship, the crew cheers, as Lima Ultimos does a little jig. "Aye, and they be thinking we'd die! Good job, team!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:941|Mel Brock (941)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the Chaser reaches the stern of the ship, Mel pulls up and banks around, letting her psychic plow dissipate and putting her entire focus back on piloting. She swings her craft around and brings it to a hover, just in time to see the Coma Navaja slam into the black ship. With the fog peeled away, a lot of its control over the lasers is gone, and the ramming tactic seems to have done some serious damage. But she's not taking chances.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A couple switches are flipped, and the Chaser begins unloading all its remaining space torpedoes (all three of them) in a single rapid-fire volley. This time, they're not being dropped as bombs, but fired as proper missile-like weapons.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose is spared from counter fire, recalling her Zuiun and launching a fresh wave, just in case. "I've got a bad feeling about this..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma, still listing a bit to port, starts falling out of formation. "Boiler 3 is flooded... I can't maintain formation Flagship..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure takes up solo point, maintaining aim on the target as things go suddenly very quiet.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Is it really over? <br /><br />No.<br /><br />Not by a long shot.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Lima and his crew would notice first. The black ship's flank groans unnaturally, its frame deforming and twisting away. At first it might seem like it's just the result of ships grinding against one another on the high seas. And then /something/ pushes back out. Something... Colorful.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's like watching a technicolor skeleton unfold out of the enormous vessel. Something that should NOT have been able to fit inside that boat. Its tendrils are many and ossified as it squeezes out of its shell like some kind of terrifying hermit crab. The thing has no discernable anatomy. It has spines that jutt outwards like the shell of a massive, evil sea urchin. Brightly colored fronds and anemone-like tentacles wave in the breeze and... crackle with angry electricity.<br /><br />More shots stream in. The fronds bristle and then FLASH, unleashing a shockwave of concussive, bioelectric force that meets the incoming fire and knocks maybe eighty percent of it out of the sky. The remaining rounds pound in, eliciting another high-pitched wail.<br /><br />But...<br /><br />It unfolds completely regardless.<br /><br />A massive, horrifying /thing/ from the darkest depths of a sailor's worst nightmare. It's like some kind of disgusting hybrid of octopus and coral reef, wearing an entire battleship like a conch-snail's shell.<br /><br />It regards the vessels gathered with cruel intelligence.<br /><br />And then its spines begin firing like /horrible biological missiles./<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:945|Lima Ultimos (945)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Well, that failed, Lima Ultimos thinks as the ship batted into by tentacles and spine missiles. Larry and Joe die next, knocked backwards and only carefully caught by the mast. The ship is rocked back and forth as the hull is pierced, the Coma Navaja wailing in agony. Time for round two!<br /><br />Spinning the wheel around, Lima Ultimos gives a small prayer to the Lord, before pulling back on the wheel. Suddenly, the waves below the Coma Navaja ripple, as the brigantine just /takes off/, jetting into the air above the black ship. And then it spins again, to position itself above the other ship. Lima Ultimos lets go of the wheel.<br /><br />CRASH<br /><br />The Coma Navaja proceeds to fall directly onto the Black Ship, sending crew members flying from the impact, and sending Lima Ultimos backwards. He climbs back up to his feet, and then walks towards the edge of the ship, drawing Corpserot, his magical cutlass. "Jesus, take the wheel! Alternatively, ye can do it too, Tigerbabble."<br /><br />And then, Lima Ultimos dives off the ship sword first, heading to impale his blade directly into the monster. He'll be okay. Maybe?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma pushes back to speed, sheer force of will dragging her back into formation. She turns broadside as the Fleet shifts formation to Line Ahead, Nowaki slotting in between Yamashiro and Chitose. Shigure in front of Nagato and Kuma at the lead. "All ships, ready ripple fire, maintain contant bombardment until threat is passified!" calls Yamashiro, her turrets turning and locking in on the Hermit Reef, before opening fire again, each cannon firing in sequence along her entire broadside, the first cannon reloading and firing again about 12 seconds after the final cannon fires.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose orders her Zuiun to intercept those biomissiles, the floatplanes firing machineguns and cannon to try and interdict... some even flying themselves into the missiles in a kamikaze-style assault to protect the ships. Their pilots floating down on little white parachutes.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nowaki, Kuma and Shigure turn their torpedo turrets into position, readying a spread of torpedoes. "Fish in the water, check my bearing." says Shigure as she unloads eight Long Lance torpedoes into the water. Nowaki follows with another four, and Kuma with another six.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:941|Mel Brock (941)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Aaaand of course her remaining torpedoes were just rendered useless. With the EM fog cleared out, Mel can sense it just before it emerges. Something huge and alien and full of an incomprehensible sort of hate. "Ohhhh, fu-" Before she can finish her swear, a spine smashes across the side of the Chaser. The shielding blunts some of the force, but warning lights are already flickering, and she knows full well the thing is going to be a liability from here on out.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So she taps in a couple commands on the autopilot, ordering the red craft to start gaining altitude and also to fly /away/ from the engagement, and speaks into her radio. "Cover me. I'm about to do something /really stupid./"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then she opens the overhead hatch and hauls herself up and out into a freefall.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A spine goes sailing by, and the psychic reaches out telekinetically to /grab/ it from the air. Even with a hundred tons of force, catching the thing rocks her entire body with a shudder of pain. But she hauls it in, slings it under herself, plants feet on it, and begins 'carrying' herself almost straight down through the hail of spines towards the Reef Creature below. If she's going to hit it, she'll have to get closer first.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That large signature would grow visibly large to accompany it. As the strange techno-evil-ship's threat calculations finished, the final welds would complete the bulk of the outline of a full-sized carriers, the remaining Abyssal aircraft in the sky expanding in size, and shape, to match that of manned jets. Their cockpits are blackened over, however, similar to their almost corroded-looking airframes; it's uncertain if there's a pilot inside, perhaps some spooky skellington. The carrier they're bombers are now returning to is, itself, a weathered black shape, full of crumples, and points of damage that almost look like they're oozing molten metal. The same metal that is likely forged continuously in that burning furnace, that is within...well, the carrier's toothed maw, where its bow would normally be.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Tsu-class light cruiser and I-class destroyer notice the strange vessel's guns levelling at their flagship, and buzz a split-second warning ahead of her being fired upon. They do their best to absorb some of the shockwave, but more or less get plowed right through and cast to the side, bobbing helplessly in the waves that ripple out from the sheer force being directed. Wo, on the deck of her newly formed carrier's body, grabs onto a rust-coated railing and braces. What remains of the still mostly full force shot slams into the side as the carrier quickly turns, and vaporizes an enormous hole, exposing bulk heads and inner framework, as well as what almost looks like unfurnished quarters and cabins. While the ship lists slightly, it remains afloat, the fresh damage causing molten metal to drip into the sea and flash solidify into slag, while causing steam to boil up.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The air wing touches down, a bit unevenly, but managing to be arrested, before elevators hoist up fresh bombs. The cruiser and destroyer scramble to regain their own footing, as the steam finally parts to reveal that the composition of the enemy has...well, been greatly altered. "...Wo," the carrier's humanoid self wonders, as she sets her eyes upon it? It almost looks kind of beautiful, in its deadliness. Yet, it's unlikely to be pleased to have its home taken away, and they'll need to help finish this. Now armed with more considerable defensive batteries, the anti-air guns on the carrier track and fire upon the incoming bio-missiles, the Tsu-class light cruiser raising one bank of her guns and joining in the defense.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The golden I-class, however, has other ideas. With silent permission granted, she surges toward the beast, opening her jaw to expose her five-inch gun which squeezes off shells as she approaches. Then, once she's in range, if she doesn't get cut off immediately, she turns, loosing four Abyssal torpedoes into the water. Yes, even they have mouths.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>If there is one thing the Multiverse has taught Gaonoir already, it's that sometimes you have to look past the standard battlelines. Right now typical enemies were allies against a common threat. That's all that matters.<br /><br />"HEY BALL BRAINS! OVER HERE!" Considering he's already got their aggro from smashing a few of their spheres, it shouldn't be too hard to get more of their attention on him, right? Right. Sure enough they're already coming back to fire at him with their plasma shots.<br /><br />But that's okay, if they're shooting at him the other aircraft have a chance to pull back to their respective carriers.<br /><br />Focused fire is actually a bit harded to dodge about that widespread bending lasers, and between a few evasive manuevers Gaonoir resorts to just punching a couple of plasma blasts with his gauntlets. Burning vermillion tongues like across the metal surfaces as the impacts dispurse the energy, damaging the exterior of his body. Though the extent of is hard to tell, as where the exterior appears as if breaking up from the corrosiveness, there's only the murky blackness of the Dark Digitron beneath to see.<br /><br />Others are still firing on the Black Ship trying to make it sink for sure.... Except instead of sinking it comes back up to reveal the REAL monstrousity that it is. And here he was just joking about that Gigaseadramon/Cthulu fling.<br /><br />"Well, this just got uglier. Literally." Gaonoir snarls, clenching one gauntlet. "Looks like some horror that would crawl out of the Dark Zone." Still got the remaining air-spheres to worry about, too. Makes a knucklecracking motion of one fist against the opposite palm, and both of his arms start to crackle with the same sort of dark digital miasma that ripples beneath his wounds.<br /><br />"Whatever this monstrousity is, it's going down!" He launchs back into motion, while his sensors lock onto as many of the remaining spheres as it can. He pulls up, clenching fists at his sides, the Dark Digitron energy massing around them until it almost looks like he's got a pair of black energy gauntlets worn over his already oversized metal ones. With that, he launchs towards the spheres.<br /><br />"<span style="color:#36648b">TENEBRAE HURRICANE!</span>"<br /><br />The attack call refers more to the speed, but it's just as furious as any storm as Gaonoir charges at the speheres with such a raging flurry of punchs that there's dozens of shadowy afterimages left in their wake. That, thanks to his shadowplay powers, are just as dangerous as the his actual fists, if one can even tell the difference.<br /><br />But Gaonoir isn't just trying to punch down the gun-spheres. He's trying to punch them either into each other, or send the spheres hurtling back at the octoship the originated from!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"What in the world..." she mutters "This... is.." she coughs, "All units, line ahead formation, broadside attack with Sanshiki. Torpedo bombers load up. We're going in close to assist the strike." though it seems that with the orders given, torpedos are out in the water, Nagato gives a nod towards Yamashiro and starts her own sequential fire with Yamashiro's, timing it to where there's at least one shell from the two battleships in the air at all times.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With this going, Nagato ponders a few things and with Chitose's anti air and Gaonoir being her own anti air support, she makes a call... a tight beam, encrypted radio transmission to the Wo-class. "Wo, I will need your Tsu-class to fire in sequence with Yamashiro and I. If we can keep it busy with shelling, it should leave opening for my carriers and your bombers."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The sound that is transmitted in return to Nagato almost sounds confused, for a moment, then considering. "Tsu -- return to, standard shells." A confused gurgle can be heard even over the closed channel, as though seeking confirmation. "--co-operate with them, for now. I have e-nough anti-air, to hold out." Then a wary affirmative, as the sounds of shells being exchanged and reloaded can be heard coming from the Tsu-class' two banks of turrets along her arms.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Success. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The bombarbment opens up the black ship's defenses, and the combination of shelling, ramming, lasers, and all other manner of artillery tear into the hull. It's a thing of beauty. In fact, Graf begins to chuckle lowly. "Hmhmhm..." That's rather ominous. But as they say... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Success is short lived. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It's not over. The craft begins to warp....change. It's grotesque. Inside the depths of her ocean fit-out, Graf Zeppelin frowns deeply. "....Hmph. So this is how it will be. Resuming bombardme-" She doesn't finish that line. Because she is targeted. A high pressure blast of laser rips through the air, and right into the hull of the ship. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It pierces through, causing fires and explosions on all levels. And the edge of the blast gets dangerously close to Graf Zeppelin's real body. "Tch-! Damage report! ...I don't care! Get the weapons systems operational again! Hurry!" Fairies scuttled around on all levels, scrambling to put out fires and reload the turrets. Only a few were left operational. "Unload all shell! Do not let that monstrosity by! Go go!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And with that, the planes still in the air veered back around for another round of fire. And from the ship, the remaining turrets exploded, sending what remaining shells they had towards that abomination.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So it turns out that the deep sea is full of approximately all the horrible things, and that these monstrous creatures have all come together in a single amalgamation of purest nightmare. But this world has an answer for nightmares.<br /><br />/Superior firepower./<br /><br />AND CRAZY SKY FIGHTERS.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Thing From the Deep shrieks as shells and bombs smash into its calcified hide. Spines and chitinous armor fall away in clumps, exposing a hard, riged technicolor core beneath. A daredevil ghost pirate leaps down onto its shell and starts STABBING IT WITH HIS SWORD. Corpserot's namesake begins afflicting the seaborne thing- but it doesn't really decay so much as begin to bleach white.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In the sky, Gaonoir unleashes his fury. The remaining orbs still listing in the sky shudder under his onslaught and shatter into so many pieces of twisted metal. Their broken shards that rain down on the creature down below, even as what's left of his assault pounds into the terrible /thing./<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mel descends like some kind of fantasy dragon-knight. She leaps boldly at the thing's spined shell like a flea leaping into a proverbial sea-dog. But the spines aren't just long, perfect cones. They're awful, jagged things that shiver and scrape at her on her descent with their barbed, toxic shafts. But even so close, the thing isn't defenseless. Little eyelets all across its shell begin to leak choking, corrosive fumes. Fronds of coral-growth and brightly colored anemones wiggle and twitch, charging for another electric blast.<br /><br />And then Torpedos from Abyssal and Kanmusu alike blast into the creature from beneath the waterline. The link connecting it to the Black Ship ruptures in a spray of corrosive ichor. The entire thing starts to list as the water around it begins turning from crystal blue to some awful green-yellow that congeals to staunch its own bleeding. The creature shrieks as it begins launching spine after spine. Its tentacles thrash to sweep away whatever might still be in the water. Enormous apertures like ink-jets open across its midsection where its spined shell meets the waterline. More of that corrosive liquid sprays out in great gouts at anything else that might still be in the water.<br /><br />And that electrical charge keeps building and building and building...<br /><br />Nearby, the Black Ship slowly rocks in the waves.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:945|Lima Ultimos (945)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Lima Ultimos is now craving seafood. He is going to claim dibs on the meat, because it seems there is no loot. STabbing Corpserot into the shell, he falls backwards as the beast shakes from the destruction of the ship, quickly grabbing one of those spines to pull himself back up. Corpserot is slammed into one of the spines as he dances around, incredibly agile. And then, eying the Coma Navaja, he signals a hand. "Aye, turn her over! Blast it to pieces!"<br /><br />On queue, the Coma Navaja turns sideways, the crew hanging onto the cannons and ship with dear life to not be sent flying off. Luckily, the dead have already been moved below deck, so they're safe. Being an extraordinary pirate crew, the Coma Navaja's cannons are aimed, loaded, and fired, blasting left and right from above into the monster. Though he SHOULD be getting pelted by friendly fire, it would seem Lima Ultimos knows exactly where each shot will hit, diving left and right out of the way, striking his blade down when he gets a chance. Eying all the meat, to make sure there'll be enough to take home afterwards. And most importantly, he's having a blast. Anyone who can see him will notice the pirate is SUPER enjoying almost getting murdered by a monster here!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:941|Mel Brock (941)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mel is no fool. She's taking the entire trip downward to focus on defense; the barbs and sharp edges graze against an invisible, hard 'shell' of telekinetic power that the psychic keeps close to herself so as not to increase her profile too much - and so that she can put more power into it to protect herself. But even her barrier isn't going to help with that corrosive mist. She stalls herself out before she can land, floating back upwards a good dozen or so meters. Well, that's fine. For what the PsiMarshal has in mind, she doesn't have to be standing on its shell. She's close enough as it is.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She'll have to apply only the bare minimum amount of lift to the spine to keep it - and thus herself - in the air. Because she needs every ounce of telekinetic power she can muster otherwise. So it flutters a little, but at the same time, the lower edges of her coat begin to flutter in an unseen wind. Flickers of shimmering purple dance upward around her form. She lifts her right arm upward, curling her fingers into a fist, cocking her elbow as if preparing to drive that fist downward into the strange beast. Nearby, above and to her right, there are more of those shimmers of purple light; faint, fleeting, they nevertheless manage to just /barely/ outline the vague shape of a much larger fist in the air.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Mel swings her fist downward, a hundred tons of telekinetic force is unleashed straight downward in a thoroughly ridiculous psychic 'punch'. It is followed by a second. And a third.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir pulls back from his assault as the monstrousity starts to flail from the attacks, not wanting to risk those barbed spines if he can avoid it. They look extremely painful even if the toxin wouldn't be extremely effective on him. Maybe. Again, we would rather just not find out.<br /><br />Unfortunately in avoiding jerking spines and noxious fumes, he gets right in the path of one of the thrashing tentacles. The appendages slams into him like a giant fleshy whip and the force hurtles him away from the monster. He bounces tumbling across the surface like a skipping stone several times before managing to get his feet back underneath him. Then he's just sliding as the friction between the surface tension and his metal feet bleeds off the momentum, until enough of it is canceled that he can fire his jets back to life and launch off again.<br /><br />Though instead of taking to previous height over the battle, the Machgaogamon comes screaming horizontally across the waters, massive rooster-tails churning up behind him. Unlike a real aircraft it only takes the digimon a matter of moments at full burn to reach his top speed, and that 'mach' in his species name isn't just for sounding awesome.<br /><br />One large metal gauntlet is clenched into a fist and reared back. It's not until the last moment that's he's practically slamming into the monster<br /><br />"<span style="color:#36648b">Knuuuuckle...</span><br /><br />That Gaonoir swings full bore, the technique transfering all that that energy of Mach 2 flight into the explosive force of his pun<span style="color:h!<br /><br />"c#36648b">CRUUUUUUSHAAAAAAAAH!</span>"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The I-class that had rushed in to launch its torpedoes pays dearly for it. While it is certainly fast, the creature it just attacked is enormous, and full of so many spines. One of them being fired off scores a large gash across the top of the destroyer's hull, exposing softer, greyish flesh beneath the outer armor, and leaking more of that oil-blood that Abyssals seem to favor. Moreover, while it is some kind of undead creature in itself, it is not completely immune to the toxins that it can inflict, and it begins to slow down in its cruising speed as it buzzes in confusion, right before a flailing arm bats it straight out of the water, to splash down onto its side a hundred or so meters from the point of launching. It bobs up and down a few times, but its hinged jaw moves a few times, as though it were more stunned than anything.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As far as Wo is concerned, Lima Ultimos can have the meat, which is probably poisonous, anyway, and the lovely corals that comprise its outer and inner skeletal structure. She's more determined to have this removed from harassing her fleet any further. Refueled and rearmed, the dive bombers once again take off from their carrier, a bit unsteadily with how the creature's thrashing about is causing wave swells to rise, in the increasingly goopy and gross waters surrounding it. It will take them some time to approach and loose their payloads, which is hopefully time bought for the uncomfortable allies that Nagato is providing to open up a safe approach. There also seem to be...people 'aboard' the creature now, that Ro is able to see with her fighters still in the air. It's not strange to see multiversal Elites closing in to melee range with gigantic horrors, but it's always a little strange.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hopefully, they would be able to secure their own means of escape, because the 'ground' they're standing on is likely about to become ground zero for everything, everyone has. The Tsu-class accompanying her has completed her switch to standard anti-surface shells, and awaits Nagato's signal to begin the shelling. Wo, herself, continues firing on all the airborne spines that she can, but some still get through and pockmark the carrier's hull, which now is beginning to closely mirror the damage on her humanoid body. An itchy, prickly sensation also captures her attention, as some of the short cropped hair at the back of her neck begins to stand on end. Is it a side effect of their attacks...or was something about to happen? She can't really spare the firepower or divided attention at the moment to check.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The thing just doesn't seem to want to DIE! So much so that something /snaps/ inside of Kuma. Those spine-missiles slam into and embed in her hull, dragging her slower still as she sinks lower in the water... but she doesn't sink. She turns, breaking formation and gunning as much of her remaining power as she can, firing her turrets, and when in range, bringing the machineguns into play. From within the hull, comes a bestial battlecry, a wordless roar of defiance as the Light Cruiser follows Lima's ship's example, aiming to shove her entire Ocean Fit-Out down the things 'throat'.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"FLAGSHIP!" cries Yamashiro, her bombardment faultering as the Cruiser breaks off and goes on a suicide run. "Switch to Type 94, focus fire on the main body, away from... impact point."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure grits her teeth somewhere deep inside her Ocean Fit-Out, and turns her guns skywards to clear out those spines, shooting them down as best as she can with a mass amount of flak shells and machinegun tracer fire. Nowaki, stoic as always, does the same, while Chitose orders her Zuiun on a final attack run. "God's Wind. Bail out before impact." She says, solemnly.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; No. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Not again. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She's taken MORE THAN ENOUGH damage. and so, after exhausting her ammunition, Graf Zeppelin focused the rest of her attention on directing her launched planes to fire on any and all airborne spines that she can. Her real body was already reflecting serious damage. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She was going to need a good amount of time in the docks after this. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; While her planes focused on the spines above, the ship below focused entirely on evasive manuevers. Veering through the water, the damaged vessel found itself passing by Wo, of all combatants. "....." They were assisting each other at this moment. They were technically allies. For now. Pursing her lips for a few second, she eventually spoke up, opening a radio line directly to Wo. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "It has been some time, Sister. ...I trust you have not sustained critical damage?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Unlike the ocean fit-outs of the fleet daughters, Wo remains on the deck, or at least the island and interior, of the cobbled-together ship beneath her. It is for that reason that Graf Zeppelin would quite easily see Wo, herself, as in the humanoid form, too focused initially on the battlefield to pay any mind to an ally, even if a temporary one. However, the radio contact manages to break off that concentration, for a moment, and she regards the other, passing standard carrier with golden eyes for a moment. Her face is a bit pained from battle injuries, but she still manages to project an expression of almost callous strength.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then, just like that, it falters. The normally mask-like visage splinters almost as certainly as her starkly white skin is cracked. There is a genuinely startled look, for the briefest of moments, before her eyebrows furrow deeply. "You...," skipping niceties for the time being, over that same radio channel. "How much -- do you re-member?" To refer to her in that same familiar term they used to use, there was no mistake. She honestly shouldn't have even been able to remember that much. A gargled buzz of a reminder from the elite Tsu-class, that has become something of her secretary over the last many months, snaps her out of it. "--I've had -- worse. Co-ver my bombers. The final app-roach, is ready." This was no time to be having a freak out. She'll have plenty of time for that while she and her forces are limping away from this.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With that, and the supporting shelling from Nagato and Yamashiro, and the crazy ramming attacks of Kuma and that strange ghost pirate ship, and people and Digimon just getting up close and personal...hopefully this thing is distracted enough that her bombers can maneuver in close enough to drop their payloads, down any available gullet or maw or whatever openings this thing seems to be presenting.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>How much firepower does it take to kill an entire coral reef?<br /><br />Apparently, this much.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The creature shrieks as Lima keeps right on jabbing at its frame, turning entire swathes of its organic hull to lifeless, pale chalk. The Coma Navaja opens fire, blasting away more and more of the few spines that are still anchored to its back. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Simultaneously, the Abyssals and the Fleet Daughters keep up the bombardment even through the Reef's own fusillades. Spines that are already airborne are torn to shreds by defending fighters, while refueled and reloaded bombers unleash their full payload into the monster, transforming its shell into a perforated mess of a pincushion.<br /><br />But even so. Even so the thing is still moving, still thrashing.<br /><br />And then it gets punched.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Not once. Not even twice, or three or four but five times or more. Mel's telekinetic fists smash into its shell, crumpling its body and crushing the prismatic brain-coral core. Gaonoir rushes in with a devastating, hypersonic strike. All his kinetic energy is transfered all at once, sending cracks through the beast's substructure. Between the two of them, the beast's spines are blasted into the air like a barracks full of claymore mines cooking off all at once.<br /><br />It's exposed.<br /><br />It's vulnerable.<br /><br />And then Kuma hits it with Kuma.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The creature unleashes one more keening scream as her prow cleaves straight into its core. Arcs of electricity leap across its ridged surface as the color begins to leave its heart. Finally, finally, with a battleship lodged in its most critical part, the thing is slowly dying.<br /><br />But...<br /><br />But it still has enough power to drag them all into the abyss with it. What anemones and fronds still intact bristle dangerously as the air around it begins to buzz with electric fury. Like capacitors coming done, it releases its energy and--<br /><br /><span class=" bold_fg_r bg_n ++ hr">*BLAM*</span><br /><br />A single hypervelocity shell smashes through what little bit of its body retains its technicolor brilliance. The rainbow fades at last as the beast finally dissolves entirely into chalk-dust.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Behind it, the Black Ship rocks slowly in the waves, listed to one side and sinking slowly into the sea. One of its eyes glows red dimly against the fading fog. One of its barrels smoulders and crackles with dwindling power.<br /><br />At long last, the beast has gone still.<br /><br />But... Where did that thing even come from? What terrible sea did the Black Ship sail out of?<br /><br />It still floats, if barely, its eyes dimming as its life fades away.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:945|Lima Ultimos (945)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>As it dies, Lima Ultimos salutes, before calling up to his ship. "Alright, bring er down! We're gonna harvest this meat, atleast the parts that aren't dead, and we're gonna have a feast! Seafood for everyone!"<br /><br />Following that, the ship will lower next to the corpse, and proceed to begin removing meat, so that they can cook it. Delicious, delicious, delicious sea monster.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With finality, the Tsu-class finally halts her shelling. She seems to gurgle something in questioning to the Wo-class on the deck of her carrier outfit. After a moment of consideration, there is a shake of the head, and in compliance, newly joined by the re-steadied I-class, they begin unloading more shells and torpedoes into what remains of the monster's super dreadnaught hideaway. In the end, even the Abyssals present aren't thinking it's worth the risk -- and it can find its own peace, or lack thereof, at the bottom fo the ocean. Scuttling what remains seems honorable, and smart.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This does free Wo, still clutching that weathered railing, to stare back at the now departing Graf Zeppelin, as the remaining jets return from their sortie and make for the elevators, lowering them deeper into the interior of the vessel. She'll get to the bottom of that, later.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Even with the most of the force transferred into the punch itself there is still enough recoil to actually knock Gaonoir backwards from his own strike. Heels skim the water for a few meters until his jets lift him into his usual hover.<br /><br />The creature is dying and sinking, for real this time. He turns his head away, looking for something else. Or should I say, someone else... there.<br /><br />Gaonoir skims to where Kuma rammed into the monstrousity, looking for a spot to grab onto her/her ship and pull her back up before the thing drags her down to the depths in it's dying keel. "Com'n you. As awesome as that was, it ain't worth being dead and sunk for."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:941|Mel Brock (941)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Even with the ability to psychically defend herself, Mel's not foolish enough to stay that close. She drifts backward out of reach, preparing herself for whatever it's going to do with all that built-up electricity after being so thoroughly battered by a combined assault, but a single thunderous report silences the forthcoming blast.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Quietly, Mel turns to look at the black ship, a furrow appearing on her brow for a heartbeat. "...Containment. Thing was doing its final duty," she murmurs. It just picked a bad place to go.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Finally, she lets herself drift down to the water, sending out a call signal for the Chaser again. Until it gets back, she's content to just float in the water and wait. No point exerting herself.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma doesn't slow, doesn't even faulter as she cleaves into the core of the monster, the very heart of the beast. Her hull is crumpled, large gashes along the prow as she's stuck inside of the beast's belly. She can feel it... she's starting to sink as the monster begins to dip beneath the waves. "Not yet... Kuma is not done yet." she growls softly, transforming back to Land Fit-Out to drag herself clear of the carcass... and then Gaonoir grabs her and pulls her free, the girl's uniform in tatters, and her rigging spewing smoke and leaking fueloil from multiple points of damage.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The rest of the Fifth Fleet breathe a collective sigh as the thing /finally/ gives in and dies, though they wait for Nagato's orders to stand down.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; To Wo, Graf Zeppelin only says one thing. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "...I wonder about that." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then she proceeds to head off, assisting with the remaining anti-air fire until finally...finally it's over. Her planes return to deck and Graf Zeppelin breathes out a slightly pained sigh. "....." And then with a flash of light and a splash of water, the Ocean Fit-out collapses. In it's place, is the German Carrier in human form, with a severely damaged Land Fit-out. Wo is spared one sidelong glance, and then she turns away, speeding off after the rest of the fleet. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; They can deal with their issues another time.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once the shelling dies down, Nagato gives the order to cease fire and the speakers?? on the ship come to life. "Allied ships Mel Brooks and Unidentified Fog Ship, thank you for your assistance in this. I shall relay the coordinates to Hikari Seaport for refuelling and repair services if you need." and the radars turn to rest on Wo and her crew... words don't seem to be exchanged verbally but the two know what's going on. "The other ships in the area are not a threat, allow them to retreat peacefully."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato pauses just slightly and continues, "I shall wait here on expectation of allied ships to help clean up and perform rescue operations. You're welcome to assist."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the remains of the horrible, mutated coral /thing/ begins to sink into the waves and the Abyssals begin bombarding the dying husk of its host, the sea seems to return to some semblance of its usual, beautiful self. Aside from the wake of the vessels sailing over it and the explosions rocking the broken super-dreadnaught, the sea is peaceful and glassy as it ever was.<br /><br />Of course, the sun is setting now, so that's a slight change.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At last, one of Wo's shells hits something important within the Dreadnaught's superstructure. Its keel snaps in half and it slowly sinks into the waves, its largest eye flashing one last time before winking out.<br /><br />But...<br /><br />Before it goes down completely...<br /><br />A message.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A set of coordinates blips out from the sinking vessel on all frequencies. A simple message directing anyone who cares to look to an inoccuous location on a very distant world... Along with a single string of tones.<br /><br /> <span class=" bold_fg_r bg_n ++ hr">. . . - - - . . .</span> <br /><br />And with that the vessel disappears into the waves, there to rest for all time.<br /><br />Or at least until the next batch of Kanmusu rise from the depths!?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>As they're flying back to the other fleets Gaonoir looks down at Kuma's battered form in his arms.. and it occurs to him how, had something like this happened earlier in his life, he probably would of just left someone to go down with the enemy. What happened to people after the battle wasn't part of his concern, if they weren't strong enough to survive the fight themselves.<br /><br />Yet here he was, being an airlift. For a fellow combatant that had more than proven themselves. These days Gaonoir realized how much it took, in mind and body alike, to make a dedicated all-or-nothing assault like that. Mad in rage or not.<br /><br />Funny how things change.<br /><br />For someone that was just punching holes in a giant sea abomination with huge metal fists he's surprisingly gentle as he sets Kuma down on Yamashiro's deck. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure we did," he replies to her radio murmuring, before stepping back so no one gets caught in his backwash and taking off again to rejoin Nagato.<br /><br />Though as he's doing so, that mysterious message bleeps across his visor. He grimaces a bit. "Well gee, -that- ain't ominous," he growls under his breath.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As Kuma is set gently down on the deck, she wavers for a moment... before flopping down, unceremoniously, face first onto the decking, resulting in a resonant CLANG.<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's late night out on the seas two miles out of Hikari Seaport, the clear sky lets the lunar glow of the full moon bask over the ocean, illuminating one woman in particular set in full rigging skating slowly along the ocean. Notably, this woman is quite alone out on the seas, no escort ships to speak of. In place of one of the turrets, a very large searchlight is installed that slowly scans the water with the daylight-like beam blasting from it. "I should make him an offer." she speaks to the waves that undulates around her feet, speaking only silence towards the Admiral.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I think I can trust him." she comments, once again to the empty sea, nothing but the rustling of the ocean replying back to her. "Wonder if he got the notice from Atago. He'll find me, I'm sure." she'll go back to scanning the ocean once more, the Admiral making more and more rounds for the Seaport, even if her sorties for patrols are expensive...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He'll find her, or she'll find him. One or the other, or maybe a bit of both. Something is being found, because the sound of something hitting the water can be heard. And skimming across the water's surface when a spotlight is swung in its direction... Wait, is that a rock??<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sure enough, turn the light in the other direction and one would find Gaonoir hovering just over the water in his Perfect evolution, holding another similar stone in one gauntlet, the other drawn back at the ready. He looks just about ready to do something, but pauses a moment as the spotlight sweeps over the waves. "Ah, that must be her." He shifts position a bit so he's directioned at an angle farther away from the light, and tosses the rock in the air a bit, only to swing around and punch it. Even when not using his speed it's still enough force to send the rock bouncing along the water for quite a distance before finally losing too much momentum and sinking down below.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;His version of skipping stones, apparently. Just with punchs and much bigger stones.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;One way or another, they'll find each other. As a rock flies by her view, Nagato turns the spotlight the direction it came from, flashing over Gaonoir and then past, only to turn back to flash on Gaonoir again. "That must be him." she comments back to the waves, waiting just a bit as she watches the second rock just get thrown and punched, the spotlight following the direction of the rock before it sinks from momentum loss. "Curious." she muttered, slowly sailing closer towards the Digimon.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Evening." she regards Gaonoir, looking around the sea once more before shutting off the spotlight, it was light enough that she didn't need it for such close range talks. "Care for a flight?" she questions, "We've got much to talk about, Gaonoir. And many questions." a pause is given and she lets the turrets rest, "Would you prefer the ship or the person?" she questions, "I leave it to you."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I'd been closer to the port, but I didn't want to accidently hit anything misjudging distance." Or anyone, considering most of the boats around Hikari are actually people. Boat people. Ship people? It would all be pretty weird if Digimon didn't come in so many bizarre shapes and forms in their own right.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To the last question Gaonoir just shrugs a bit. "Whatever you're comfortable with. I've already been inside you as a ship, so it's not like things can get weirder than that."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It is appreciated." she replies, turning to look towards Hikari. It's almost a dot on the horizon right now, the flashing lights for aircraft and the searchlight on the lighthouse the only real indications the place is still there. "Fair enough." she replies, moving to sail forward, "I have to ask, Gaonoir. It's been quite a many month since we were foes at the WMAT. I asked a very specific questions. What do you fight for." she turns to look towards the Digimon, sailing forward.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Just recently you accepted my call for assistance dealing with that odd cloud and ship. So I ask again, what do you fight for? Who do you fight for? And if you do not have an answer, I have one more question to ask of you." she turns back forward, her stoic voice loud over the ocean's rumblings. She thinks a moment, "You seem to not mind the Fleet."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The evening dark is briefly disrupted by the twin flares as Gaonoir throttles up his engines, and leaves a small wake sloshing across the water as he takes off. Just at cruising speed to keep alongside Nagato as she sets sail again.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;... Well it didn't take long for -that- to come up...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's enough to get him to tilt his head and peer at Nagato from behind his visor, wondering if it's just coincidence she'd bring up that from their previous encounters, or if it was some way of knowing. But then snorts a bit as he turns his attention back ahead. "Yeah, that's kind of the rub of things. Supposedly I'm here to make sure possible threats don't find their way into our Digital World." A little burst of speed pulls him ahead, only so he can turn to face her as he holds his arms out in a bit of a shrug. Though he's flying backwards, that's kind of impressive on its own. "... but can't help but wonder if someone just doesn't want to keep me at a distance."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato wasn't one to beat around the bush when it came to important things. Her eyes turn to the side as Gaonoir flies to her side... "I see, so where you come from, they sent you as a liason slash keeping people out of their hair to use a quote I heard." she ponders, shaking her head, "More than likely, they sent you here for something else. Be that as it may..." she watches the Digimon start flying backwards, keeping up with the Battleship's speed.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's look turns to somewhat impressed. Raised eyebrows.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Gaonoir." she nods, "I would like to offer a who, if you choose to take it. I've noticed the fleet does not seem shy around you, nor do you seem to bother the fleet. I've seen you on the roof of the command building on occasions and having superior air power will be key to securing the oceans from the Abyssal fleet." another pause is given, "I do know you are not with the Union, so I ask you as a free agent. I will not require you to join the Union for your services to the Fleet, however, what I will offer you is room of your own, should you need it, on base. And a place to go when you have nowhere to go."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gaonoir could probably do more than flying backwards, but at the moment doesn't feel inclined for, so to speak, showboating. Nagato has already seen, not to mention experienced for herself as an opponent, what he can do. He just smirks a little coyly when she brings up not feeling out of place. "Trust me. I've been around much, much stranger... And there's more than a few similarities between the Abyssal Fleet and the Demon Lord Army I once fought against."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;By that point he's rolled aside into a more standard flight posture. It's pretty much the 'Superman' pose. "In other words, you want to make things more formal than just ringing me up when you need some extra air power, eh?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"To put it bluntly, yes. I would like to make this a more formal arrangement. I believe it will be mutually beneficial for us both for this to happen." a pause, "I should mention, with everything the Multiverse has to offer, my girls know not to tease anyone I speak to." some of the made that mistake with Momoyo...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"In turn, if you're in need of assistance with this Demon Lord Army, should they rise again, I shall offer what I can of the fleet to help with your efforts. KNow that this isn't a one way shipping lane." she probably messed that up but, who cares right?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Just as long as no one gets any silly ideas just because my base form happens to register as 'cute' with some humanoids I don't think there is going to be a problem." It probably wouldn't come up, but Gaonoir has to get his snark habit in when he can. "Some aquatic backup wouldn't hurt if Leviamon or Metalseadramon rear they ugly heads."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Especially if the Knights stick to this isolationist attitude and don't -want- to send help outside the Digital World. Considering he's ticked off most of the other Multiverse recluses before they decided it's only the ones that are actually dangerous and psychotic that should be worried about...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You're right. As much as I'd hope to not have to cash in that return, it would be nice knowing its there." And someplace to stay other than hiding out in the old ruins, yeah, that would be nice too. "Scratch your back and you scratch mine... or something." He rubs the side of his head with one metallic palm. "There's some human saying to that effect."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Best not let Nagato see the base form. "I see, I'll make sure that does not happen." she gives a bit of a nod and listens, "Leviamon? Metalseadramon? If I may hazard a guess, your... species usually ends in mon." thank you Admiral Astute. "We will be glad to assist you if the time comes for it. You've assisted us as well." she thinks a moment, "Though, curiosity has me wanting to see this said 'base form', however, I won't pressure."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mostly because Nagato knows what might happen.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I believe that is the saying, I have your room ready in the battleship's barracks, it will be a few rooms down from mine where command sleeps. If this isn't acceptable, I shall find better provisions for you."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The 'mon' is short for 'monster', yeah." Gaonoir makes a wibble-wobble hand gesture. "Technically it would be more like a... species? name. But Digimon that only have one of their kind or are the archtype of their 'species' often go by it as a name as well. Some of us get a name because of variation... Though it doesn't really show much in this form, most of my kind are blue instead of this dark color." There's ways of telling apart dozens of digimon still going by the same 'name', but that's pointless etemology and inference that doesn't need to be explicitedly detailed.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Oh, no, no, that's probably more than adequate." The idea of not having to run off to hide in the shadows is more appealing than it should probably be. Maybe he is going a little soft in the current state of affairs... but is that really a bad thing?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And more than likely confuse the Admiral who is still dealing with even different races being a thing. "I see, I shall ask no more of it for the time being, but I will keep an inquiry about it open later, of course, the same offer will be given to you, should you wish to know more." with a brief nod, she turns the spotlight on again to wave it around the ocean...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Very well then, I'll prepare a few documents on return to Hikari to onboard you with the fleet. A formality of sorts, if you will."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Of course. Gotta keep everything neat and official for a military type operation." Gaonoir pulls up into a hover as the Admiral goes back to sweeping about her spotlight. It doesn't seem like it would be very effective, but it's an elegantly simple means of seeing in the night. More effective than people might give credit for, as he knows all too well thanks to his shadow based abilities.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Still, he's glad he's got either heightened senses or sensor-like capacities, depending on which evolution he's in.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's been quiet out here tonight... It's kinda nice, really. Sometimes it's nice to get away from all the action and intensity for a few hours." Followed by a short, gruff chuckle. "Wonder what would happen if someone found those rocks I was smacking about." Considering the big knuckle indentations they now have in them.<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's the early afternoon on Hikari Seaport, the entire port is decorated with various festivities for the Hinamatsuri with a very large stage set up, a five tier stage for something important, "Looks like we can get the festivities to start, I'm sure this will improve morale along the base." There are various tables set up on the air strip, some with sake, some with soup, some with crackers and some with hishimochi on them.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, back in the Admiral's office, Nagato grunts slightly as the heavy, ceremonial outfit is being put on. "And this should also provide us with good spirits for the fifth." she nods, taking a look at an already dressed Mutsu, Yamato and Musashi. Atago, Furutaka and Kako are assisting in setting up the Admiral for her place.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back at the airstrip, it's packed full of girls, notably... the Sendai sisters are missing, along with Akagi and Kaga and the five submarines....<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>After the night before, Kotone needed to get away, she needed anything to get her mind off the horrors below the ocean on William's world. She had to get way and she also wanted to catch up with the fleet as well. She wanted to be in good spirits and she's a bit late in arriving after the first wave of girls. The Cyborg was not entirely down though given what they stopped as she strod in looking casual for her own world there a bit out of place, she'd also brought food with her as there was a delivery container and a fairly large one under one arm.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Food! That is about the only thing Gaonoir is interested in at the moment. He's still recovering energy from that last mission into the middle of oceanic nightmares.<br /><br />Which would also be why, instead of usual visored jetwolf seen around the seaport, it's just a semi cartoon-animal looking black Akita Inu helping himself to some of the munchies. 'Cartoon animal' basically covers that he walks on his back paws, and is wearing a pair of kickboxing gloves to go with his head bandana. Other than that the BlackGaomon really looks more dog than anthro. Best way to conserve the energy he's building back up until the Abyssal assault mission.<br /><br />But none of that matters right now because, I reitterate, FOOD. A hungry digimon could probably give a Saiyan a run for their money in an eating compatition.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>While she could *probably* have gotten away with wearing one of her regular uniforms for the Hikari Port Hinamatsuri, when Yuna arrives at Hikari, she's actually dressed in her Light Suit, and has a slightly uncertain look on her face. "I know this is easier than trying to cover major distances like I was dressed," she asides to Elner, "but ..."<br /><br />"If you were worried about looking flashy," the robo-faerie states, "you should probably have kept it packed up. Anyway, you're here now, and since your Light Suit is going to draw even more attention -"<br /><br />"W-wait!" squeaks Yuna .... but too late; Elner's already reverting her transformation - and Yuna's 'civilian' attire from pre-transformation appears in the battlesuit's place: not a uniform, not a yukata, but a full-fledged formal kimono - and apparently a brand-new one, to those who would know what to look for. The outermost robe is mostly white and blue in color, matching the main colors of her Light Suit; there are 'highlights' in gold at a few spots, particularly patterns on her sleeves and back, while the sash around her waist is a more elaborate pattern of white, blue, gold, green, orange, and purple ... not just the main Light Suit's colors, but the additional hues of her variant armors (Powered, Marine, and Flight Forms, respectively).<br /><br />Yuna just lets out a breath, gives Elner a sidelong look, and makes her way further into the port. It sounds like the airstrip is the center of the celebration, so that's where she's heading.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:290|Rebecca Chambers (290)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Rebecca has had an interest in joining the fleet for awhile, and has thought about checking things out. And what better way to do this than by joining in the festivities here. She arrives dressed in a simple green kimono, oddly enough. She has never worn one before, so there's a first time for everything. Wearing it isn't easy, as she's having trouble adjusting to wearing geta and tabi on her feet. She stumbles a little as she arrives, blushing and smiling nervously. "Sorry, this is a bit of a new thing for me!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:481|Kirika (481)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirika hasn't had much chance to really do much with fellow Unionites and such, so the chance to do so with this festival was enough reason for the kitsune to attend. She's dressed well for the occasion, with her red and white kimono giving her an elegant air as she arrives. Carrying a couple jugs of sake, the kitsune sets them down with the rest of the food before she nabs a bowl of noodles.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Omf nomf nomf. Delicious noodles. This has KIrika's tail wagging with joy as she looks around curiously.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She smiles brightly seeing Yuna arrive, and she saunters over to the Galactic Fraulien with a sway in her tail. "Yuna-chan! It's so good to see you again!" She says, holding her noodles with her tail as she carefully gives Yuna a hug. "You look well, by the way. The kimono suits you!" She hides a snicker when she sees Rebecca stumble, and walks over to assist.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Straightening out Rebecca's posture, Kirika tries to maintain an understanding mood. "You need to remain stable. Watch what I do, Rebecca-san." She says, before gently moving with deft and careful motions, making sure Rebecca can see what she's doing with her feet.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Haguro's hard at work today scurrying about the Seaport, clipboard in one hand and pens in the other. There's no pockets on her kimono to shove them in, after all, but that alone won't stop the Cruiser from taking inventory and making sure everything's stocked up properly. Somehow, she's avoided barrelling straight into anyone with how quickly she's moving about, although all the running does appear to be tuckering her out already. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She'll learn how to take a break soon enough.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir watchs the girls and the fox go over proper kimono ettiquete for a moment, then snorts something under his breath about humans and their clothing that isn't just additional renders on their body code and goes back to munching on noodles. Though that's pretty impressive that he's actually using chopsticks -with- those gloves on.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kuma was here the entire time... really. She's wearing a nice casual yukata, since she doesn't have a formal kimono, though she does wear it well. Her hair, save for the ahoge, is done up pleasantly in a sort of 'layered plait' which hangs down her back. Shigure, Nowaki, Chitose and Yamashiro are also equally decked out in their finest... with Yamashiro and Shigure sporting full, traditional and elegant Kimono each. Shigure's depicting rain motifs, while Yamashiro's tells a story about the Mountain Castle after which she is named. Nowaki has a plain black kimono done up in Komon style, a slightly more casual style, while Chitose's is nicely patterned with cloud motifs, light blues and white mixing pleasantly.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Fifth Fleet is mostly dispersed throughout the event, the Battleship and Destroyer pair sticking together for the most part, and watching from afar, as is their wont.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa was happy to deliver some food and she notices Gaonir was also joining the party along with Yuna. <br /><br /> "Gaonir, Yuna." <br />% She didn't quite catch sight of Kirika yet and she calls out. <br /><br /> "I brought some food where should I put it?" Hopefully someone will know where she should take it. <br /><br /> Shge pauses as she pots Kuma nd waves to her and also Haguro. <br /><br /> "Hey!!!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Out from the barracks comes a small procession, Atago's guns go off in an attention getter as she leads the procession of fourteen women. Up first is Akagi munching on a hishimochi and Kaga, then Iku, Goya, Hachi, Shioi and Imuya, soon after there's Sendai, Naka and Jintsuu, finally... Mutsu and Nagato lead up with Yamato and Musashi in the rear. All fourteen of them are dressed in ceremonial garb for their respective place on the large stand at the end of the runway.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's here, Atago smiles, "Good day, everyone!" she shouts out as the procession head towards the stands, Mutsu and Nagato heading up, then the Sendai sisters, the Submarines and then Akagi and Kaga. To the side of the stands sit Musashi and Yamato. "Thank you all for coming out to the Hinamatsuri festival, we hope you have a wonderful time here and enjoy the festivities."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato turns to Mutsu before turning back to the crowd and in a loud voice, Nagato starts. "Welcome friends, allies and fleet." she pauses, "We welcome you here today to share in the Hinamatsuri festival the fleet does yearly. It is my hope that you will enjoy the festival."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir actually jumps a little when he hears his name, and fumbles with the half empty noodle bowl. Thankfully catching it before the deliciousness is spilt and wasted. Whew. Still not use to hearing people use his actual name instead of just calling him 'Beast of Shadows' or 'Dark Boxer' (or Shadowmutt if you're Beelzebumon).<br /><br />But he totally acts like nothing had happened, even as he motions at the tables before resuming munching on noodles. "With the rest of the food, I imagine."<br /><br />Ooh, some sort of ceremony starting now. Huh. Food -and- a show, nice.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:290|Rebecca Chambers (290)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirika is quite helpful to Rebecca, who watches the way Kirika moves her feet, and Rebecca copies it as well. "I... I guess I see what to do..." She seems a bit uneasy, but when Nagato and the others come out, Rebecca smiles. "Good day, Admiral," She says, saluting. "I'm so happy to be here, even if I don't look it." She looks down at her feet, wondering why she never practiced before today. "Thank you for hosting this event!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna is just a little belated in waving to Kotone, but she also nods/bows to the others she recognizes, including Rebecca as well as the assorted members of the Fifth Fleet, and returning Kirika's hug. "Thank you!" she replies with a moderate blush. "It was a gift from a friend of mine - my predecessor, you could say. She's been tutoring me, and she said I'd finally earned the right to wear something like this .."<br /><br />She trails off (partly because Kirika has to go help Rebecca - which she totally understands), and partly because she hears the cannonfire salute. She quickens her pace, managing to reach the airstrip just as the procession is emerging from the barracks; she wobbles a little as she's coming to a halt, but retains her balance, smiling as she sees the senior kanmusu taking up their positions on the stage. "They look so gorgeous up there," she murmurs, fishing inside her kimono for her phone. "I wonder if it's okay to take pictures of them up there ..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Haguro seems relieved when she spots a few familiar faces, waving at Yuna and Kotone in particular before finally coming to a stop. She jots down several notes while listening to Atago calling out to the gestival goers, then Nagato's greeting before raising her hand in a light wave. Afterwards, she turns her attention back to Kotone, glancing at the bags of food before turning to her notes. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hello, Miss... Yamakawa? There's a table not far from here that's running a little low. If you'd rather relax, though, I could take it over." She offers with a polite smile. Even if she's dressed up, she's still ready to work!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:481|Kirika (481)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirika smiles as Rebecca gets more used to how it feels wearing a kimono, before she nods to Yuna. "I am sure she is proud of you and what you have done." She says warmly. She jumps a little hearing cannon fire, her sensitive ears twitching as she tries to ignore the ringing she hears, then she nods. "The Fleet is matched in elegance by their might, indeed."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The kitsune bows her head to Nagato, reverent and quiet as the admiral speaks.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa smiles at the welcome that she gets from Nagao and the rest and she seems to be rapidly getting into better spirits. Look over to Yuna and she smiles a bit. <br /><br /> "I'm just happy to be somehwher that ntohing is going wrong today and yes that's right Haguro, you got my name right, naw I can handle it I hope you like smoked maple glazed pacific salmon." <br /><br /> There's quite a wide grin on her face. "I don't physically tire as you might expect." <br /><br /> She's is clearly starting to be in better spirits than she was before she arrived.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago moves over towards the small group of Elites, a smile upon her face. She's decked out in her rigging today, mainly to allow for the attention grabbing procession. "Hello~ How are you all doing? Enjoying things so far? We do have hishimochi over there along with shirozake as well! And if you like it, we have some aburrage and some chirashizushi too!" she looks between all the ones gathered, "And pictures are okay, I'm sure the Admiral will like it!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir discards the empty noodle bowl. "Names, names, it's all food to me." More or less. This whole social thing was still a newer experience, but he's being distracted by the necessity of rebuilding his energy via eating. Don't ask how an entity of living datacode somehow made biological can digest anything, it's just safer to accept it as is and move along. You'll only work your brain into knots.<br /><br />"Nice outfits though." Not that he has much to compare to. Oh hey, that hishimochi looks tasty -and- colorful.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "That sounds lovely! I'll be looking forward to trying that soon." Chuckling lightly, Haguro makes a few more marks on her notepad before offering Kotone a light bow. The cannons to startle the Heavy Cruiser quite a bit, though, flinching briefly with each shot. Thankfully, the presence of so much good food does distract her sufficiently, and it doesn't take long for Haguro to finally seek out some food for herself! Takoyaki's never failed her before.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Fortunately, Xiaomu isn't here today, or they'd probably be all out of abura-age as soon as Atago could mention it.<br /><br />Yuna, however, merely blushes a little as she bows to Kirika, "She's said as much on a couple of occasions, but Ryudia is a pretty stern teacher - and even if she approves of my progress, I feel like I still have a long way to go." Then Atago approaches to greet them, and Yuna smiles and bows (even more formally) to the heavy cruiser. "The Fleet's hospitality is deeply appreciated, as always," she says. "I'll be happy to partake of what's available, but before that ..."<br /><br />She makes her way towards the stage, bringing her phone up and switching over to camera mode, then snapping a few photos, working her way around to get a few different angles. She's also aware that she needs to go around and get some names; she's met Kotone before, as well as Kirika and Rebecca (of course), but while she's fought beside Gaonoir, she doesn't know the Digimon's name yet. That's an oversight which she needs to correct. Maybe she can intercept him at one of the food tables ...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nowaki approaches Gaonoir, bowing formally to him before speaking. "I would like to thank you. For everything you have done for the Fleet so far." she says, her voice low, soft yet somehow firm. "It is due to people like you, that we have survived this long in the Multiverse."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:290|Rebecca Chambers (290)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Smiling, Rebecca looks to Atago and nods. "Thank you, I'm glad to be here. I'll have to try those dishes, I'm not big on the names. But I'm always willing to try anything at least once!" She smiles to Yuna as she goes to take pictures. "I should've brought my digital camera today, but I forgot!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir actually has more trouble with the hishimochi than he did the noodles. Or more accurately, more trouble with the wrapper, since his gloves don't have individual fingers. He grabs one end in his teeth and tries to tear it open that way. Just don't tell him the effort is kind of cute and adorkable, he's still a little touchy about the whole 'cute' concept humanoids have.<br /><br />He gives a few more gnaws, then lets go when Nowaki speaks up. Rolls his little shoulders in a shrug. "Just doing what needed doing." He turns the hishimochi package over to squint at the other end. Is there some trick to this wrapper?? "I was made to be a defender after all."<br /><br />Or at least that's what he's been telling himself lately.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:481|Kirika (481)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirika admittedly bowed to Nagato, but oh well. She nods to Atago with a smile. "Ah, hello there! I am doing well, I thank you for the food!" She chimes sweetly, watching Yuna take pictures as she goes over to nab something to nibble on.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato looks down from her seat up on high, scanning the area. Though when Nowaki speaks to a strange little blue dog-person thing, Nagato's head tilts.. Gaonoir? Wait, that's Gaonoir?! It's taking a lot of effort to not burst from her seat to go down and hug him to death. The pictures are being taken and Nagato quickly regains composure and gives a nod, thinking a moment... it's almost as if she had an announcement. For now, she's content to let everyone enjoy the get together.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nowaki points at the wrapper, and tilts her head. "I can show you how it works, if you like." she offers, though doesn't press, nor does she say how cute she found the attempt.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir is about to take another bite at the end of the wrapper when Nowakia offers.... and after a moment hands it over. "Yeah, go ahead."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nowaki bows politely, then hooks a finger under the bottom seal, then pinches the upper half, before tugging firmly. The end seal pops open, and then the destroyer offers the treat back to the digimon. "If you go for another, bite the upper half, and tug the bottom seal. This should pop it open with little difficulty." she offers, and then, something so rare it might be worth a picture.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nowaki smiles.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is quite happy to join the party she'll also be getting some images with her phone. Once she's dropped off the food she's quite please Haguro wants to give what she brought a try and it won't take long for her to rejoin everyone and she pauses to Gaonoir. "You are and we were lucky to have you along last night Gaonoir. I'm not sure we'd have all got out if not for yout backup. SO I owt you one."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir watchs Nowaki work the wrapper. "And before you ask, no, I can't take the gloves off." He wobbles on clad paw back and forth. "My claws are dangerously sharp to be around others with." Okay, bite one half and pull the other, that he can manage. "Thanks."<br /><br />Of course he immeadiately takes a bite out of the exposed snack finally. "Oh that iff good." Anoter bite quickly follows it... and probably the only reason he's not just stuffing it in his mouth in one go is because he's trying to not be impolite.<br /><br />That and a mouthful would be hard to talk with. "That thing was a freak against pretty much anything natural or technical. Don't think any one person could of handled it alone."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"That is another thing I wished to thank you for." Nowaki says, after Gaonoir mentions that /thing/. "You rescued our flagship." She doesn't mean Nagato.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir stops in midst of tossing the last piece of hishimochi in his mouth to peer at Nowaki. He's a little confused, his first assumption at 'Flagship' would be Nagato but he gets the impression that's not what she's talking about. "... Which flagship? I'm still adjusting to this deal with girls being battleships and ship spirits and such." That's a safe way to ask for better clarification.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Fifth Fleet Flagship Kuma, kuma!" comes a gravelly voice from the opposite side of Gaonoir, happy and chirpy as the cruiser walks up. "I want to thank you for pulling me out of the husk of that thing, kuma~."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nowaki bows and steps back a little, politely exiting conversation... she's mildly surprised she's not being swept away by Maikaze yet, the other destroyer is probably busy dancing in another part of the festival.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Make no mistake. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graf Zeppelin is here. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; No, she's not here, in the light, with everyone else. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Instead, she is brooding off by herself, some distance away. Dressed in her usual military uniform, she keeps a stoic gaze on the proceedings. "...Another strange thing is happening." She muttered, absolutely refusing to actually join the festivities proper.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;SOMEONE ISN'T HERE.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Actually, several someones have missed part of the Hinamatsuri party, though something has been approaching from out to sea for the past hour or more. Given the lack of alarm from the ships still on watch, it's clearly friendly, an approaching warship with a distinctive flat top and a complete lack of topside superstructure. From the starboard side mast, as the vessel draws closer, is clearly the flag of Hikari Seaport, and the characters near the bow spell out 'Lucky Phoenix'. On the deck, a group of figures milling about. The taller of them raises both arms and waves, using her billowing white sleeves like semaphore flags.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A fairy, it doesn't really matter which one, stands to and whips out tiny flags of her own, rapid-firing a response to the girl on the carrier. Considering, she turns and signals towards the base's main tower.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In said tower, another fairy signals back, then turns and salutes the shipgirl on duty.<br /> <br />BACK AT THE PARTY<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Amidships of the carrier, a plane rides up on an elevator, sporting green tail markings. As it accellerates and takes off, another rises up-- until a squadron of four have taken off, circling overhead in pairs.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once they've coordinated, the four Reisen fighters break off in opposite directions, trailing smoke from their wingtips and pulling into tight, intersecting loops. It takes a few moments before the four aircraft have drawn a flower in the sky, with one keeping her smoke on through a dive to create the stem before they all break away and reform.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zuihou's Hinamatsuri Airshow!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Oh... oh, right!" Gaonoir ahahahas softly, rubbing the back of his head with one gloved paw. "Sorry, yeah, terminology and all that. You're welcome, but it's not a big deal." Flicks the last piece of his snack in his mouth. "You took a big risk to help put that thing down, it would of been a shame to leave you to go under with it. Sure any of your 'sisters' would of done the same if they'd been able to get to you."<br /><br />And then planes pass overhead. Oooh, now that has his attention almost as much as the food does. It's probably a good thing he's low on energy, or he'd evolve just to fly up for a closer look at their maneuvers.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Once she's finished taking photos, Yuna carefully puts her phone away inside her kimono, wedging it in a certain way so that it won't slip out, horizontally or vertically ... and then she makes her way back towards the food tables, right as the airshow is starting.<br /><br />Unfortunately, she can't watch the airshow AND get food together at the same time, so Yuna resigns herself to the odds that she's going to miss something as she looks back and forth between the sky and where she's going. Fortunately, she looks down at the right time to avoid literally tripping over the Digimon. "Ah, excuse me!" she apologizes pre-emptively, bowing to Gaonoir, then looking again. "Ah ... we were together on that investigation just the other day, weren't we? I didn't catch your name, though; I'm Yuna Kagurazaka." She smiles, bending down (if necessary) and offering a hand.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:290|Rebecca Chambers (290)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rebecca can wait for the food. She's watching the air show instead. "I bet Chris would love to be seeing this!" She says with a grin to nobody in particular. "This is so wonderful! I'm glad I came!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:481|Kirika (481)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirika blinks. She sees something out in the distance, but it takes a while for her to figure out what it is. By then, there's several fighter craft of some manner trailing smoke. "Oh dear, those flying machines appear damaged..." She muses, pointing out to them with alarm before they begin making unusual flying patterns.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh. OH. Now she gets it. She claps with surprised joy at the airshow when they form a flower, applauding their deft flying technique!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato shakes her head, the airshow. Well, Zuihou's doing a wonderful job at it and it's giving the guests much needed entertainment, she'll have to thank Zuihou later for that. Meanwhile Atago's wandering around, giving an idle wave towards Graf Zeppelin and Kuma, and otherwise making everything doubly sure that things were okay.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir is so busy watching the airshow display he doesn't even notice Yuna stumble by until she speaks up. "Huh?.. Oh." He steps to the side so she can get to the table proper. "Gaonoir." He picks up a cup of sake, and then Yuna's holding out her hand. What weird human gesture is this? After a moment he hands her the cup he'd picked up. "Here you go. Enjoy the show." Guess he thought she was trying to reach for something without looking away from the airshow.<br /><br />Sorry, he still hasn't had a lot of human interaction outside of missions yet.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>... well, that's a better reaction than if he had thought she were trying to get him to 'shake' like the old trick for dogs. That could have been insulting. Yuna accepts the sake with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, shaking hands is a human gesture for exchanging introductions or greetings ... it's not something all humans do, admittedly. Anyway, it was good to work with you on that mission - and I think we might have worked together before that?"<br /><br />She moves on to the snack table, setting her sake cup down so she can get some food together. She might forget to take her sake with her, though ...<br /><br />(Not that she minds leaving it; alcohol hits her pretty hard, so she doesn't drink.)<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir doesn't really notice, because he's already picked up another cup for himself. "Yeah. Humans are still kind of a new thing." Shrugs his small shoulders and gulps down the sake while watching the end of the airshow.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:481|Kirika (481)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's always a lot to take in all at once with new peoples." Kirika agrees, approaching Yuna and Gaonoir. She eyes the Digi-doge curiously, head titled quizzically as she regards Yuna. "Someone you know, Yuna-chan?" Regardless, she smiles and bows her head towards Gaonoir. "Hello. I am Kirika."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the flower dissipates, being just smoke, two of the Zero fighters break off again and come close together, then split apart, letting out smoke again. They mirror the motions of the other, twisting, flying parallel, breaking apart to draw out two lobes-- Before long, it becomes clear the two Zero fighters have sketched out the outline of an airplane, parting ways at the end to create the propeller at the end.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The other two take a different route, one flying a tight arc and then a long, straight path before angling back up, while the other simply draws a straight line-- the obvious silhouette of a carrier.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;it's entirely possible zuihou isn't very creative with sky-art.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Watching those planes soar overhead, it appears that Haguro's finally started to relax! She's eating, she's not running around like a crazy person, and... Well, she's still taking notes about the tables around her, but at least she's staying in place for it. "Oh, that's nice..." She muses to herself with an amused giggle, even clapping a bit while looking straight at that straight line carrier. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Zuihou's got some support on the ground, at least.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir huhs. To be fair, not a lot of people would think of skylining a plane landing on a carrier, simple or not.<br /><br />Then he glances in the direction of the newest addition to the conversation, and huhs. "Yeah. And if I didn't know better I'd think you're some new version of a Renamon." Because foxes.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:481|Kirika (481)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kitusne, actually." Kirika smiles. "I hail from Kasun, and hunt monsters, more or less. That and handle affairs dealing with both humans and yokai as a peacekeeper, a knight errant as some would call what I do."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir smirks a little from one corner of his mouth. "Like I said, you could easily be mistaken for a Renamon."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato looks at the crowd, a light smile crossing her face as she turns towards Mutsu, "Shall we get the dolls floating? Best to have the bad luck go away now for Saturday." Mutsu gives a bright smile and a nod, signaling to Atago, who starts to pipe up.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Alright everyone, it's now time for the customary send off for bad luck." she gives a brief smile, moving to hand small floating-capable dolls to everyone present. "Just place all your worries in these and send them down the ocean to where they will carry off all the bad spirits and bad luck. And wish us luck for Saturday when we start our operation!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir eyes the little doll thing for a moment. He's not entirely sure how this is going to help, but apparently it's part of the celebration. Well he'd be a terrible guest if he didn't at least participate in the tradition. Especially after all the appreciation he's being given for helping the Fleet out, even before Nagato signed him on 'officially'.<br /><br />After a moment he turns the doll over again. "Okay, so if I'm suppose to put something into it, where's the interface port?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:481|Kirika (481)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirika ilts her head at the doll, before she smiles to Atago. "Do we place a little note or...?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna accepts one of the dolls, holding it close to her chest as she closes her eyes and concentrates.<br /><br />It takes a little bit; Yuna seems pretty relaxed and happy-go-lucky much of the time, but she's WELL-stocked with worries.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Taking the doll, Haguro kneels by the water with her doll in one hand and what looks like several sheets of paper from her clipboard in the other. She doesn't look quite sure how to actually get them all inside the doll, but where there's a will, there's a way! She just has to hope the doll can still float with all that paper in there. Turning to Gaonoir, she holds out her paper-jammed doll to demonstrate. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Oh? You write on some paper, then you..." She turns the doll around a few times to show how she's literally just jammed paper into wherever it could fit, then sets it in the water. "... Set it off like that. It's... Freeing."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:481|Kirika (481)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Oh." Kirika nods, before she takes out a pen and scribbles in some stuff. The worries are mostly plague related, not to mention the Elites she's lost contact with. Hopefully they're doing well, and hopefully she'll have a chance to do something about her home world sooner or later, other than just smacking symptoms.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:290|Rebecca Chambers (290)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rebecca takes one of the dolls and looks at it. "Um... What do I put in this exactly?" She bites her lower lip, feeling a bit on the uneasy side as she realizes she's not exactly on par with these customs. She simply tries to focus on it. When it's mentioned you write on some paper, Rebecca takes out a piece of paper from her miniature notebook that she somehow brought with her, and scribbles a few things on it, before putting it in the doll. After that, she sets the doll in the water and salutes it as it goes off. "Farewell, doll which is making a valiant sacrifice!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir just kind of stares at Kirika until she actually holds out hers to demonstrate. "Paper..." It sounds almost alien coming from him. ".. Uh, okay..." Notes, he needs something to... "May I?" Not that he really waits for an answer before snatching a couple of notes from Haguro's clipboard, and one of the pens. But at least he asked instead of just took, right?<br /><br />Squatting down at the ground Gaonoir sets the doll aside for a moment, spreads out the papers, and scribbles on them in something that looks more like a bunch of symbols rather than words and letters. Is that some kind of digimon language? It does look more like fancy versions of a lot of symbols and signs you'd seen in complex code strings...<br /><br />Once the notes are stuffed in the doll Gaonoir gets back up, and hands the pen back to Haguro. "Thanks." Then goes to squat down at the edge of the water and set the little floating effigy free. "Take that bad luck far far away from here."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Oh. They're supposed to write their worries down?<br /><br />Yuna wilts a bit, but takes a pen and a piece of paper, scribbling down a note or two with the biggest worries she's got, then folds the paper up and slips it into the doll's clothes. *Then* she moves to wherever people are putting their dolls in the river, waits her turn, and - after one more quick 'prayer' - follows suit.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:863|Haguro (863)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Luckily for Haguro, those notes were obsolete notes, and she's not about to raise a fuss over a little thing like that. Instead, she just watches Gaonoir's writing with quiet amusement, nodding her head lightly once he returns the pen. "You're welcome. Yes, I hope things go well soon..." She watches the dolls floating by quietly, eventually turning back to Gaonoir with a curious expression. "Have you met our Admiral yet? I think you two would get along quite well~" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She sounds a little too certain about that. Pleased, but surely she's not plotting anything.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir dusts his gloved hands off together, just as one last act of finality. Then smirks a bit again at Haguro. "We met beating the bits out of each other in the last WMAT. That's why she recruited me to help the Fleet out."<br> <br><br />
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|Synopsis=The start of a major operation, Nagato wants to eliminate the Abyssal Threat.<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Dawn of the first operation. Nagato is out on the ocean already but not in her normal human form. Out on the ocean is the mighty battleship Nagato, the full sized ship. Also, this is much better to make an inspiring speech when you have one of the pride and joy battleships making it... as a battleship.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When the entire fleet she's taking is gathered, she makes a small noise over her shipboard radio, echoing out along the sea. "We stand here today on the cusp of an era where Kanmusu and Humans once again join forces to rid the seas of the major threat to us all, the Abyssal Fleet. We have been assaulted, looked down upon and had our lives nearly taken from us by these traitors to peace and today we start turning the tide upon these Abyssal threats and their allies!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato lets that sink in for a moment before she continues, "You all have been chosen to assist in the first of many sorties in Operation Rei-Go. There will be blood shed, oil spilt and it's possible some of us will not come back but in the quest for peace, this cannot be a hinderance to us at all! For some of you, this is your first real sortie, and for others, your five hundredth, but we will all stand united, under the Hikari Combined Fleet's flag... to eliminate the threat to the ocean and to peace!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The waves start to pick up around the battleship, "Let's find victory on the dawn's horizon, everyone! Operation Rei-Go, Sortie!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It hasn't escaped notice, either. The coast on the horizon is within known Abyssal operating territory. The sight of land had been an inviting and welcome sight for generations of sailors and castaways, but they might steer their raft clear this time: Settled against high, sea-worn cliffs, there is what might have at one point been a sleepy coastal village, trading post and refueling depot for tankers. Yet, even from this extreme distance, there is something distinctly 'wrong' about it. While there is motion within it, indicating it is inhabited, it is in visibly poor upkeep. Worse, the normal structures seem inundated and covered by thick machinery, belching glowing, noxious vapors into the air. If it weren't obviously pipes and cables, it would almost look overgrown with vines. A dark cloud, literally, hangs over the expanse, making it all the more ominous, and the muted glow of the techno-organic structures more obvious.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As long range radar contact is made, while it isn't within audible range of most Elites, pained klaxons begin to sound across the structure to bring it to battle readiness. Several defensive batteries pivot into place, almost as though the entire base is one large Abyssal. They don't have a firing solution at this range, but they are obviously on alert. Within, a pair of black gloved hands rests a helmet on their owner's side-ponytailed head, as she opens two vibrantly glowing eyes. "...so, the enemy has come." A gargling and buzzing rises and echoes within the corridors of the facility, almost as though in answer. "Yes -- we have no choice, but to meet them. Send the distress signal ahead." Their network wasn't as well established as that of the other Abyssals, and it risks gaining the wrong kind of attention...but they will deal with that as it comes. For the moment, while indistinct, a few distant returns appear on radar of the perimeter of the waters around the base.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, further along the thin penninsula that the facility is perched upon, a warp gate. It might not have been the best place for a BASE OF EVIL, but convenience has its own advantages. It will also make it easy for any Elites to respond to their defense, whether they can walk, fly or float.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Although it takes Sanary some time to get all her assorted gear together, she does eventually manage to make sure she's brought all her combat gear by the time she steps out of the warp gate nearby the Abyssal facility. Glancing back at the warp gate once, her ears are naturally drawn to the alarms ringing about the base, and the heavily armored healer takes a few stomping steps towards the edge of the peninsula proper to try and catch a glimpse of just what it is that set them off in the first place. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Captain Rondel here. What's the situation?" As she speaks into the radio, Sanary is already getting her shields ready while making sure her blade and Physic staff are ready, switching between the two on her waist a few times to remind herself that they are indeed there. "Got any IDs on where these threats are, or any... Uh... Pings?" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Those are probably the right words to use, right? She's really hoping it's not gibberish, at least.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> Similarly, Yari steps out of the warp gate alongside Sanary, dressed in a wetsuit and with various ninja equipment strapped to her. She has an extra snorkel and oxygen tank, just in case. She frowns almost immediately, even as she uses her gauntlet to start scanning for any enemy signatures. Paranoia, you are a ninja. <br /><br /> "Ensign Takane here, beginning preliminary scans for hostiles. Please send coordinates." She adds on the radio just after Sanary, pausing to throw her superior officer a salute. Her tail already flicks out a kunai, spinning it. Her eyes scan the water, and she's already floating atop it as she takes a few steps. If an Abyssal base is being attacked, chances are, it'll come from the sea.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:754|HK-47 (754)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A distress signal, sent out on wide-band Confederate frequencies. A move that one typically only made when they either had no reinforcement or had no way to call on them expediently enough for it to matter. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Either way... the timing of such a disturbance seemed to point towards a potential incursion on Abyssal territory - and HK-47 was now moving to reach that precipice of possible conflict, a small military-class shuttle speeding toward the source. It flew close to the sea's surface so as to try and avoid premature detection, approaching the technoformed island on a straight intercept vector and pulling alongside the border of where the machinery meets with the ocean. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Then, with a sharp hissing of pressurized hydraulics, the loading ramp descents - and a squadron of seven machines quickly deploy, each wearing camouflage-cloaks so as to try and blend in with their surroundings. But the tell-tale glow from beneath their cowls easily identifies their true nature for those close to them. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; In quick order, a leader soon establishes himself among the units, raising a rust-red limb from beneath the cloak in a generalized 'halt' order. "Statement - Initiate weapons' check!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; In unison, the squadron of hunter-killer units brandished their disruptor carbines and checked the power-cells, their rifles emitting a low whirr as their chambers were primed. Armor clacked open as their forearm-units pealed away to soft-test their integrated weapons, and equipment belts were re-adjusted as the grenade count was double-checked. It could almost be called a frightening display, seeing assassin droids gearing up for what they obviously expected to be war. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The again, it seemed HK units /always/ expected conflict. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Command - Disperse and take up defensive positions! Secure against possible counter-insurgency!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The droids quickly separate to seek out defensible cover, staying in sight of each-other as they take up preliminary position and ready their weapons. HK-47 himself approaches the forms of Sanary and Yari, pausing for only the barest moment as he reminds himself of Confederate Chain-of-Command. "Greeting - It is a... pleasure to see you Captain Rondel, Ensign Takane. Status - HK-47 is ready to serve." He's even being courteous, now. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Who said you couldn't teach an old Kath Hound new tricks?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Over the alarm sirens, the sounds of old turbines firing up. Abyssals of various descriptions; mostly the sleek, black profiles of their shark- and whale-like Destroyers, but also a few more humanoid Cruiser and even a Battleship or two, come practically pouring out onto the water. They seem almost machine-like in their mannerisms -- those that had operated with them would notice that they seem to have even less expression than usual. They don't even turn to meet the ones that will presumably be assisting them, instead heading towards where the radar return was. It's more like a swarm than a fleet, at this point, even as they begin forming up into distinct groups. A voice comes over the intercoms, then. Female, perhaps teenaged, but gruff and forceful: "I don't know who you are, but if you're somehow here to help, I'll link you with our radar." A signal begins to be emitted to multiversal standards, a bit more modern than the usual Abyssal affair. It would show the obvious radar return that alerted them in the first place.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It'd been some time since Hoshi had last undertaken an operation with the Hikari Fleet... What a way to come back, too. So, she was feeling a little tense as they all went to their designated launching pads, armored up, and went out into the big blue. Still, she works to keep it under control, her expression set into determination. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As they went, though, she did do a couple weapon checks... and slips her locket from under her uniform. Her sword is currently in her hair, holding it up. Plus the torpedoes and the guns. She's about as ready as she can be. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She comes to a stop immediately once they find Nagato, and a big grin breaks through on the teen's face at the magnificence. She was so small, in comparison. There's even an awesome rousing pre-battle speech to get them all hyped and ready. It's almost enough to convince her to let out a cheer, but a quick look arond quickly debases her of that notion. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Okay, guys," She tells her equipment fairies. "You guys are my samurai, right? Let's try to work real close for this one." She gives a firm nod, and immediately once the command goes out, Hoshi starts blasting off. "Whoo! Let's do it!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There. She got her cheer. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She couldn't really see anyone in particular from this far... but that's okay. Instead, Hoshi focuses, tensing her fingers as she feels Rosamond inside of her mind.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gaonoir is aboard the grand battleship Nagato, so he's essentially got a front row seat for her inspiring speech as they set sail for the inevitable conflict. She was good at those speeches, got the point and the encouragement across without being long winded about it. Which is as much appreciated as the point of the speech itself.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;If anything personal was still nagging him it was shoved aside, stuffed down and away for the night so it wouldn't get in the way. This is what he was here for, to fight for, to defend. For tonight this greater good was more important than whatever personal issues with old connections back home he was having. A soldier has to do his duty and worry about other things later.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A flick of fingers slides his aviator visor back down over his eyes, followed by the metallic ring as his battle gauntlets manifested over his fists as he got into position with the Nagato's launch rail. A light toss to get his bomber scarf over his shoulder so it's out of the way, and his engine narcelles extended into place as he crouched down at the launcher like a sprinter at the starting line. "Air superiority unit Gaonoir, ready to deploy at your command, Admiral." Might as well give himself an appropriate designation while at it, right?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa had by a chain of unlikely events ended up not only an ally of the Fleet, but also someone they trusted to use fleet Equipment. She was hoping to prove that Nagato's trust in he wasn't miss placed as she made readyt to launch. She'd taken a good bit of time to get used to gear and even to work the bow a bit better. Thankfully it was a means to launch fighters and not to, say shoot at a target directl so she thinks she should be good. <br /><br /> "All right Hoshie let's do this, good hunting Hoshi." <br /><br /> Kotone takes a deep breath, more to get her focus than anything else and then makes her self ready to launch. <br /><br /> "Light Carrier Yamakawa launching." <br /><br /> It does not take long for Kotone to leve the hanger and is soon skating over the surface of the water, keeping pace with the rest of the fleet, well so far.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So it was time, huh? <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graf Zeppelin made her way to port, having her equipment prepared. With her fitout properly set up, her cold, blue gaze rose to face the sea from the hangar. "Hmn." A moment of contemplation passed, and then she spoke. "Mobilizing." Saying that simply, she launched out into the sea, skating out over the water to bring up the rear. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With hand cannon in the grasp of one of her hands, the other came up to adjust her hat. "We will see how this operation turns out." It didn't sound like she trusted anyone here. No, she was just going to do her job to the best of her ability.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>As soon as Nagato finishes her speech, Suzuya lifts both arms, firmly planting her fist into an open palm. "All right! Suzuya's gonna make a difference today, and look cool doing it so Kumano can be proud of her big sister!" She scratches a finger at her cheek. "Just hope it goes smoothly. Suzuya's a little nervous, eheh..." <br /><br />The heavy cruiser adjusts her handbag cannon a bit, tapping fingers on it a few times to make sure the fairies working inside are ready. "Let's get going, guys. We're gonna make everyone proud!" It does help her confidence some to see a fleet carrier at their side, as well as someone who claims to be around for air superiority. <br /><br />Turrets wiggle along the gun mounts on her arms and legs as she skates out onto the open sea, humming softly. "So, hey!" A little wake kicks up at her heels as she swings over toward the carrier. "We haven't gotten to really meet properly! I'm Suzuya!" It always pays to be friends with the carriers!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Jeannette Thompson had to admit to herself certain things as a sailor, and less so as an aviatrix. Chief among them today was, while the massive size of a Fleet Carrier still gave her a flushed sense of the power that only a hundred thousand tons of steal powered by same process as a star could provide, there was something... even more powerful of a large ship, with cannons that one could live in, standing stately on the water ready to unleash simple unbrideled hell on whatever target got in range.<br /><br />That, and she was a sucker for inspiring speeches. Might be why she was facing away from the rest of those scurrying around, polished shoes just at the edge of the flight deck of the Triancian strike carrier /Resolve/. She could see her escorts of the small flotilla, the big brother heavy cruiser /Kingsford/ next to it's agile little sister destroyer /Kifah Ebrahimi/. The former a long range sniper, the latter a darting knife fighter, and both ships and their crews ready to get into the fight. A pity they wouldn't be as involved as they'd like.<br /><br />Because this was an island, and this one couldn't be shelled into oblivion. It would have to be stormed.<br /><br />A quick glance to the rest of the allied Fleet, before she draws her cloak up to her and quickly turns away, moving to walk at a brisk pace across non-skid deck toward the waiting rotocraft. A small flight of them was going up first, the vanguard to the amphibious AFVs and landing craft from /Resolve/'s well deck. It was a duty for a commodore to fight from the ship, certainly, but in a mission like these, she was certainly not going to look impassive at mission control while her Marines did the dying. &lt;&lt;Quick and clean.&gt;&gt; She thinks to the rest of the Triancian's on the net. &lt;&lt;Let's ensure that by the time they know what hit them, we've already won. Possible Elites on the ground. If you hit a roadblock that doesn't look like what you expected, call it in.&gt;&gt;<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra Constantine boarded the landing craft back at Hikari seaport and rode with Akitsumaru towards the deployment site, where she listens to Nagato's speach.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She isn't one to be moved by speaches, but she can't fault what's being said. The Abyssals are a major problem for any sea going nation. It may not affect Galandia (yet) but that kind of enemy could easily infiltrate Leviathan at a time when ramuh may need the support. It's best to understand this potential enemy sooner rather then later.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When the speach finishes, Cirra bangs her fist on the side of the landing craft's hold to signal her readyness, and it ddrives out across the water. But Cirra isn't one to simply hope they make it across.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Judge gets up to the front of the landing craft, and switches her Law Blade over to rifle mode and takes aim down the split blade-barrel, ready to snipe her way through.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Yuna is no stranger to last-second jitters; as an idol singer, she's had to be shepherded through a few cases of stage fright and other forms of anxiety, although she's gotten over much of it and has learned how to deal with the handful of instances where she still winds up with butterflies in her stomach. But then, most of her concerts and other live appearances don't have anything besides her popularity hanging in the balance.<br /><br />This time - the outset of Operation Rei-Go - is different, very different, and she knows it. While she knows that a kanmusu who's sunk in combat generally returns in the form of an Abyssal - and vice versa - she also knows that not everyone taking part in the operation ahead is a kanmusu, and there's no reason to assume the Confederacy will leave the Abyssals to handle this alone. She also isn't sure what happens to a kanmusu or Abyssal who is, rather than 'sunk,' outright killed without the chance to sink - whether through massive physical trauma or outright physical destruction - and she's hoping not to find out ... well, no. Slight correction there.<br /><br />She's *praying* not to find out.<br /><br />The two days since the Hikari Port Hinamatsuri celebration have been busy for Yuna: studies at Beacon, last-minute preparations for Operation Rei-Go, getting further ahead on her homework, even meeting with her manager about a few things ... and before stepping into the launch bays, Yuna ventured out to a hilltop near Hikari Sea Port, not to kneel, but to pray nonetheless. To the guardian deities of the Hikari Fleet's members, to the Shinto sun goddess Amaterasu (because she isn't asleep in *every* world, just Gensokyo), to Buddha, to the Judeo-Christian God whom Yuna also worships, and to the Queen of Light herself. She prays for strength and courage, for compassion and wisdom, and for a pure, clear heart, and the strength for the battles ahead.<br /><br />All of that was done a while ago; at this point, Yuna is attired and equipped once again as the special light cruiser Kagurazaka, her thoughts solemn but buoyed to optimism by Nagato's words as the fleet prepares for battle. Kagurazaka spares a moment to look around at her companions: many of the Hikari kanmusu, but also a substantial number of Union Elites and their associated forces who've come out to assist in driving back the Abyssals.<br /><br />She smiles faintly, and looks up - not to heaven per se, but to the tiny dot of light, almost invisible against the sky, which she knows to be Elner; the little robo-faerie is determined to make sure Yuna, at least, comes back alive from the fight ahead.<br /><br />Kagurazaka's gaze shifts back to the Admiral's ship form, and her smile abates a little. It's time to sail into battle.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato would nod, but as the ship... she's kinda preoccupied somewhere in the ship's interior. "Alright. Let's move out, fleet." The whirr of the launch rail is made, aiming it's passenger in a very specific direction. Fortunately, the sail to the area they needed to assault wasn't frought with danger, more, it washed unease over the Admiral leading the fleet. "Mm... four splits.." she hmms softly, taking a loud breath. "Okay, we're going to go for a four pronged assault here!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Previous intel states that there's a split in one of the paths, so I need Constantine and Graff Zeppelin heading north and take the north east split. There should be a landing there with supplies that you can assault and take. Suzuya, Yamakawa, you two will head north and take the south east split. Patrol the area and continue on forward to meet up. Gaonoir, Thompson, take the south split, there's another supply depot there that you can assault. Kagurazaka, Amakasu, you two follow me through the middle." and with a launch, she sends Gaonoir into the air towards the south split.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Find victory on the dawn's horizon, follow the orders and meet up to make a four pronged attack at the enemy base. I shall call in for a support shelling if we need the additional assistance!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the attackers continue their approach, several things become clearer. The first is that the area is by its very nature hazardous to sea traffic: Several rocky juttings thrust up from the sea floor, and while some are marked by poorly maintained buoys, it's best to keep your radar and sonar well trained, if you're approaching on the waves. Perhaps as evidence on what could happen, several ship wrecks have their superstructure jutting out from the shallower portions, though some look to have been deliberately sunken, perhaps as a shield against some long-gone invasive force. The important thing here is, this is likely the nature of Nagato's intelligence, suggesting that multiple attack paths would work best: The areas relatively free of debris are few, and trying to funnel an entire task force through just one corridor would force a disadvantage.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;From the darkest depths of that storm hanging overhead, the Abyssal swarm that had been pouring out from the base become more obvious -- first to radar, then visually. Dozens of sets of glowing eyes pierce the haze, before emerging into the daylight, the starkly contrasted black and white shapes resolving into forms both humanoid and monstrous. A small mercy is that they seem to be channeled into the same encounter paths as the attacking task force. The one that Suzuya and Kotone are directed to, they will see a Ri-class and a Ne-class, both heavy cruisers, as well as two accompanying, late model Ro-class destroyers. From the air, Gaonoir would easily see the vaguely oblate spheroid-shaped body of a Nu-class light carrier, accompanied by a Tsu-class light cruiser and several more of those sleek destroyers, these only having one, glowing eye. Jeannette and the marines might also detect them on their radar...the strengths of the return matching their ship classes, instead of their physical size.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The force facing the direction Zeppelin and Cirra will be approaching from, features two more of those Nu-class light carriers, another Ri-class heavy cruiser, and predictably, the rest is padded by destroyers, I-class to be precise. They seem to be sticking close to the actual land base, however, perhaps as a last line of defense. The boss, herself, makes no hurries about emerging from the base, but as she finally does so, she regards the Confederate responders coldly and impassively. She looks to be a teenage girl with a sailor top on, and a horned helmet. Her skin is as starkly pale as you might expect of the Abyssal kind, though instead of moving about on legs, she seems to be fixed into some form of hover platform. It's uncertain whether she's kneeling within it, or if she just has no legs below that point. "...hmph," she finally speaks up. "I am the Destroyer Princess. Prove your worth in the defense, and be rewarded." Otherwise...? Well, their boss' of reinforcement is very binary.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then she hovers down onto the water, with a Ta-class battleship, He-class light cruiser, and several lesser destroyers as her escorts. She will wait for the front liners to soften them up.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> It's still a little strange to have someone she considers a mere machine to be courteous and talk to her, but Yari is nothing if not professional. She throws a sharp salute in turn. <br /><br /> "Mister HK-47, good luck Sir. May we bring Glory and Honor to the Confederacy! Watch your back, I have a bad feeling." Frown. She nervously spins her kunai around her tail-tip. <br /><br /> Suddenly they're being hailed by the odd, almost machine-like Abyssals that are pouring out from the base. Yari frowns. She doesn't like their look, but scans them anyway. A nod to Sanary. She'll let her handle the communications. <br /><br /> For the moment, she's focusing on taking pictures, and magical scans as far as that will get her. She quickly transmits them over the Confederate channels. <br /><br /> Soon enough, however, Yari drives beneath the waves, falling in with the more submerged Abyssals. She swims along, eyeing her gauntlet every now and then, remaining in constant radio contact. Anything she'll find? She relays over the radio to this unknown Abyssal fleet. For now she's practically a submarine made for scouting, trying to stay low and fast until targets appear.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hearing those familiar voices, Sanary struggles a bit to keep her composure neutral even as she offers both Yari and HK-47 a quick salute. "Good having you both here, Ensign Takane. HK-47." She does grin briefly at the two, though, before turning to the Destroyer Princess as she arrives. Her appearance gets a long look from Sanary before she finally gives her a salute as well. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Captain Sanary Rondel of the Confederacy. We're here to assist. We'll back you up as much as yours backs ours... Up." A little awkward sounding, but it sounded better in her head! After relaying some directions to her actual allies here, she hoists her shield over her shoulder before hoofing it towards the northern side of the island. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Does she trust the Destroyer Princess? Not quite. But as long as Wo's sort-of vouching for her, she'll play ball. The armored healer pumps energy into her anklets to start flying, taking to the air near the northern landing point not too far from where the Nu-classes and Ri-class are waiting. She readies the massive kite shield in front of her while watching for the approaching invaders, her staff-holding hand lingering near the Charge Blade at her waist. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It's only a matter of time now.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:754|HK-47 (754)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The droid pauses to regard Ensign Takane's remark, taking a single moment to brandish his weapon and enter a combat-ready stance. "Assurance - You need not worry. I have learned the hard way never to let one's guard down at any time." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; At the appearance of the so-called 'Destroyer Princess' with a moment of mild contemplation, photoreceptors glinting dimly in something simulating curiosity - and perhaps even weariness. "Statement - If all we need to is exterminate invading meatbags, I believe you shall find us overqualified." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He made it a habit to never trust meatbags unconditionally - even ones such as these who seemed to have largely converted to non-organic components. But in this instance, until they knew the full extent of what potential threat was encroaching on the Abyssal's borders, they had little choice... though at the first sign of betrayal, the droid wouldn't have any qualms at being ordered to eviscerate her at a moment's notice. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Besides... he needed to conduct an autopsy on one of these 'Fleet Daughters' sooner or later for anatomical reference. Perhaps today wold be that day. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As was typical for combat situations, HK-47 made the reluctant, yet necessary, precaution of designating the ranking Confederate official in the field as his Temporary Master for the duration of the mission - Captain Rondel, in this instance. The only person who could potentially supersede her authority for this would be Wo - not because of rank but because of seniority in experience with the Abyssal. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As they separate to take up defensive positions, HK begins radioing orders to his drones, the HK-51's falling into defensive positions along the south-eastern point to cover any bases not being defended by the Captain or Ensign. Between their metal construction and heavy, hooded cloaks, the droids strive to try and blend into their surroundings for a preemptive strike, seeking out anything that can serve as either good cover or a steady level for their carbines. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; HK himself takes up position at one of the largely-transformed houses, keeping vigil on the sea itself to try and catch sight of the first potential arrivals. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And they will arrive... for the droid has existed long enough to recognize the calm that precluded battle.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Peering over the edge of her boat with her sword-rifle, Cirra Constantine frowns at the relatively large force that has blockaded their path. "I'm going to begin sniping them. Graf Zepplin-" the sword rifle generate a crystal shard between it's prongs that begins to spin. "-Air support would be appreciated."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;*BOOM*<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The weapon fires it's crystal payload with hits the water between the I-class and Ri-class, exploding into a spray of crystal pelting them with slivers.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra bangs on the hull of the landing craft again and directs the...driver? Fairy? Around a half sunken ship. As soon as they round it, another pair of crystal zip through the air, this time landing squarly on a Ri-Class and an I-Class. "I'll target the carriers on my way past them."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She points with two fingers again, and the landing craft turns, zigzagging between the hulks in the water. But now the Ri and I class have started returning fire and the smaller landing craft is only just managing to use the hulks of other ships as defense. Gunfire from the Ri's is getting harroingly close.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra grits her teeth and ducks down as Abyssal planes from Nu class fire at her position. "Well. Hardly time for hesitation." She reaches up and...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Pulls the lever to drop the ramp while the boat is still speeding along.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra jumps off the ramp and flips over, coming down directly on top of an I-Class, firing her rifle down into it once before leaping forward again, skipping from one to the next, and comes straight down at the first Ri-class.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra's legs go around the Ri-Classes neck and shoulder as one hand grabs one of her armored arms, and uses her momentum to swing the paleskinned girl around and face first into the water. And with another leap Cirra comes down at the Nu-class.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's bigger and bulkier then the Ri and I-class, but it's better protected at short range as anti-aircraft guns start to blaze up at the Judge as she descends with one arm up to protect her face.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"THE. BRIAR!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The law card activates, crystal vines and thorns growing over the Nu-Classs, halting it's progress and defense. Cirra hits it fist first, tearing a hole into the air and a spray of black fluid before jumping off, and hop skipping stone to the beach to where she stops.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Sanary."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'Good hunting', huh? Almost like they were hunting Shadows. Only, it's been proven that the Abyssals can actually think and feel, unlike those monsters. For a moment, some of Hoshi's enthusiasm evaporates, but she simply nods over to her friend with a small smile. "Er... Good luck, Ms. Yamakawa." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They've got a strong force at their backs--some that Hoshi didn't actually know. Still, that was the good thing about the Union: everyone could be counted on to have your back. Though she will have to try and introduce herself later... Maybe afterwards. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Nagato's orders relayed, Hoshi turns sharply to start a patrol cycle around Nagato's bow as they made their way into the middle channel. As she moves, Hoshi stretches her arm out to wave to Yuna. "Ms. Kagurazaka! Good luck! Let me know if you need me to send Rosamond to support you." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The closer they got, the clearer their enemies became. And what a place for it, too - a couple times Hoshi has to make some changes to her patrol route because she comes perilously close to hitting ground or tripping. THe sonar is helpful, but still... it's worrying stuff. "This is going to get ugly," she mutters to herself. They have a lot of numbers. "Are we going to go after the leader, Admiral?" Hoshi asks cautiously. It'd make sense, sending the strongest units against each other. Though in this case, she has to wonder why they only brought Yuna and her... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Doesn't matter. The first shots of the battle are fired somewhere--it's a rather strange sound, too, that crystal gun. The teen raises her arm to point one of her cannons at the opposition... but refrains, for now. "Just give me the order..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graf Zeppelin only offers a simple nod. "Understood." And with a brief glance Cirra's way, she pushed off, skating across the water towards the north. "Constantine, on your lead." She stated curtly, not waiting for an answer. Without any further word, the German Carrier proceeded north after the Judge. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Once they arrived in the rough vicinity of the split, she veered towards the northeast. "There it is." Graf Zeppelin pointed out calmly. There was a landing bay up ahead, along with what looked to be boxes of supplies waiting to be loaded up. ...And there was also a SANARY in sight along with an escort of abyssals. "We have visual on hostiles, proceeding to engage." She slowed her forward charge then, hanging back to let Cirra take further point. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Reaching into the card pouches on her waist, she removed several, one between each finger. "....." Her flight deck adjusted so that it was past her shoulder, and she slotted those cards into the elevator port. Once they were all in, she turned her gaze forward and directed an arm ahead. "Advance." Several bursts of light followed, those lights coalescing into Bf109 fighter planes. They took flight into the air, speeding around and offering support fire to help cover Cirra's assault. <br /><br /><br /> And then to Sanary, she aims her hand cannon at the shield healer. "...." And with a burst, several shots were fired her way, aiming to impact her shield and throw her own balance.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Triancian ships pick up the incoming attacking force. Visual contact from the drones that were gliding high above the battlefield didn't match the sensor returns the ships were getting... But Jeannette had made sure to offer the right advice. Frusturatingly, those captains, traditional ones who were mostly older than her with less rank, thought she was being alarmist when she warned of the capabilities they might have, but she /had/ convinced them that there would be no problem, if they were so easy to destroy, to engage in a little bit of demonstrive overkill. The rotocraft and ACVs zooming to shore would /not/ be stopping if they could help it.<br /><br />The heavy cruiser stays in it's position in front of it's charge. Currently, their weren't any aircraft up in the sky for it to start swatting down, but it wasn't going to take any chances, Drone and radar takes are linked together, and it's for and aft turrets, with two guns each, adjust their position. With the current range and power of the weapons, the actual horizon is a concern on hitting targets, so it meant a ballisitc approach. The weapons fire once, then again, projectiles soaring up to the height of a high arc, before they start the second half of the ballistic arc. Terminal gudiance on the shells direct them to a specific, ever shrinking circle of probability as they fall, before impacting the sea with massive kinetic force and explosive charges.<br /><br />The Cruiser fires once on all batteries, before the capcitors are charged for the next magnetic volley. Then again. Then again, all aimed at the light carrier, attempting to knock the craft that could do the most damage to the vunerable carrier to the rocks that showed so many other shipwrecks before it could launch a plan. FOr the closer threats.... destroyer captains had already been cultivating a reputation in Triancia for being a /little/ wrecklist. A combination of a revived ship class, short range weaponry, and the adage that speed was armor made for a disturbing tendency for their crews to get up close and personal, and the /Ibrahmi/ liked to show some panache. Which is probably why it was almost zooming faster than the cautious roto crafts to shore, a brace of supercavitaion torpedos streaking out from her with the speed of several hundred knots to impact the crusier in front of it, before it's bow thrusters and engines took a hard turn to present it's broadside, lower caliber cannon attempting to shread the cruiser in passing. Which... left a problem.<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Sir.&gt;&gt; The radio communication comes on a tight beam to the Digimon flying above. &lt;&lt;Commodore Jeannete Thompson, Royal Triancian Navy. A pleasure. One of my destroyers from the look of it is getting a bit eager and thinking it can handle a few destroyers and a cruiser by it's lonesome with the power of torpedos and a can-do attitude. Might you give those destroyers something else to panic over?&gt;&gt;<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa takes a deep breath it's time to get going, Kotone has taken as full of a quicker as she's able to. She's seen some Abyssals before but never so many of the barely or utterly inhuman ones before. She draws back and lets one fly, she's doing this several times as she gets the first flight of fighters and then followed by torpedo bombers up into the sky, with how she's got to worry about. The Heavy crusiers are going to be a trouble, the Torpedo Bombers start out on attack runs towards the RI-Class dropping torpedos and trying to pull away before AA fire becomes too much for them to deal with. <br /><br /> "Suzuya if you need anything else in the air just let me know!" <br /><br /> She's now going to launch a flight of dive bombers to join the attack on the RI-Class, but there's a bit of a warning as she see knows there are other feds about and this might get dicey.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Nagato gives her orders; Kagurazaka listens closely, and as the division of forces is laid out, she moves to form up with the battleship, readying her turrets and her smaller machine guns for anti-aircraft cover fire. "Thank you!" she calls out in reply to Hoshi; Elner relays Amakasu's movement pattern, and Kagurazaka begins 'orbiting' Nagato in a similar manner. She's not sure if Nagato will be staying in her full-sized warship form - but certainly she'll find the answer to that out as the mission continues.<br /><br />Of course, the underwater obstacles make that 'orbiting' a little tricky - but it makes sense for both of them to keep alert in different directions. "Elner," the blonde murmurs, "open a channel with Amakasu, see if you can share data with her as well. Even if it's just a matter of conferring over radio, any detail could be useful for both of us to know."<br /><br />'Understood,' Elner replies, then pings Amakasu's radio - and Nagato's as well. The robo-faerie has little intention of getting *too* thoroughly involved with the Hikari Combined Fleet's operations, but even Elner has to acknowledge that leaving Yuna alone in the middle of a mission like this would be a dereliction of its own duty as part of the Matrix of Light.<br /><br />It's not that Kagurazaka plans to depend on Elner's support, though. When her sonar picks up underwater obstacles, she steers to avoid them; when her radar detects hostiles, she attempts to get a good look at them for herself, and makes sure that her guns are ready to fire at any moment. She's not taking aim too quickly, but she's not going to leave her guard down while waiting on commands, either.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once Gaonoir was let loose from the launch rail, the battleship is no more and leaves Nagato into her full rigging, skating to the sides of Amakasu and Kagurazaka. Once everyone has split off, she gives a brief nod. "They are. People will be injured. I did ask you if you were ready and you gave me your OK." she rests a hand on Amakasu's shoulder. "Be brave."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her face goes back to a stoic frown, radar picking up the multiple contacts and Nagato's turrets turn to meet them. "We're going to break through to the leader of this area, I wasn't able to get much intelligence off of it, however, make sure nothing survives this area. Sink. Everything."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato pauses and looks at the two.. she knew they had trouble with the thought of actually killing things... "If you do not kill them, they may sink me. I... was not a nice woman when I was Abyssal. So do what you can to send them back underwater." with this, Nagato stops for a moment to allow the twin light craft ahead of her, the guns angle up.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Abyssal ships on long range radar, bearing... zero four five. All ships, open fire!" with this, Nagato's cannons let out their tell tale signature loud explosion, sending eight shells of standard high explosive over the horizon and into the waiting Abyssals beyond. And it's here a tiny little plane shoots out from the back and rushes forth.. and it links up with the radios and visuals for Amakasu and Kagurazaka, if they were to focus, they'd see what the plane sees.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The launch rail activates at Nagato's command, catapulting Gaonoir from the battleship with a tremendous amount of momentum in short order. Once he's clear of the deck his jet-boosters ignite to keep that speed and the digimon rockets through the air, and other than having to weave past some of the higher reaching outcroppings at little threat from the obstacles in the water. Taking full advantage of his being a lot smaller than an actual fighter plane to keep a low, hard to detect profile.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Almost as soon as forms start emerging ahead of them in the passage they ping on his digital sensors, flashing little markers on his HUD, and something akin to targetting hairs zooming in on the Nu-Class. Did you think that visor was just for looking cool and badass? Nope, it actually does something.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's also his primary communication source, and right about now one such connection beeps at him. It's the same digital signal Magnamon uses to call him, of course it would have to be now of all times she's trying to hail him.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gaonoir snorts softly, and taps a finger to the side frame. &lt;&lt;Sorry Magnamon. I'm busy tonight&gt;&gt; And clicks it off again before she can even respond. He has no time for Royal Knight shenannigans tonight, he's got a -real- purpose to fight for.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Unfortunately with that brief distraction and the Abyssals in his primary focus, he hasn't noticed Yari slipping down into the water like a tiny little speck in comparison.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The next communication is from his fleetmates and much more relevant. &lt;&lt;Copy that, miss. I know just what to do.&gt;&gt; Gaonoir switchs his attention, shifting to the destroyers instead. Several more targets, but smaller ones relatively speaking. If Jeanette's ship is already spitting torpedos, well, let's make them count.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Black Machgaogamon pulls up into the air, a combination of electrical sparks and dark energies arcing along his form. Gaonoir channels as much of his disruptive effect as he can into one go, and then<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"<span style="color:#36648b">HOOOOWLBACK CANNON!</span>"<br /><br />Fires off a massive burst of violent energies at the destroyers, certaining destructive but potentially more dangerous in the disruptive disorienting effect the discharges have. If he can distract them from the incoming torpedos, all the better!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And the attackers show themselves! Sanary wastes little time in swapping her blade with her staff, directing magical energy into her staff to try and mitigate some of the damage to the Abyssals under her. Whether or not it actually works, the long-range healing does at least congeal in a brief burst of light around the Nu-class. Even if they're not completely confirmed to be on their side, it certainly beats trying to work with whoever's shooting at her! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Right. Whoever's shooting at her. Before she can direct that Physic staff's healing towards the Ri-class as well, the healer winces as a freaking EXPLOSION impacts directly against that shield and sends her wobbling in midair off course several yards. Even with all that armor and her shield keeping her from becoming a smear, it's hard enough trying to hover in place with that much force hitting her at once! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "The hell? Who are you?" She calls out to Graf, staring downwards at the Carrier daughter and not-so-subtly channelling energy into her eye. "... Oh, whatever. If you're here to fight, then fine!" Sanary charges up the Fire matrix a bit more before sweeping a heat laser at the carrier, drawing several explosions across the water even before they hit anything! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She does halt just a bit, however, when she hears a more familiar voice. It's... "... Cirra. You're here, too?" She lowers from the air just a bit, but not all the way while she has her attention divided between the two. "This is your only warning, then. Leave." After directing another burst of healing at the Ri-class, the staff gets swapped out for her Charge Blade. "I don't know what you've got planned tonight, but I'll have to kick your ass if you don't. Understand?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;First off, the group facing the approach vector of ZEPPELIN and CIRRA. The Ri-class, apparently leader of the destroyer escorts for their carriers in this case, get initially pelted by crystal shards. This novel attack, while it does cause visible denting to the destroyers' outer hulls, and scratches and pock-marks on the Ri-class' humanoid form, doesn't seem to do much more than cause them momentary confusion. Their large caliber guns, just like with those accursed devil boats of long ago, aren't really made for tracking a landing craft: While they are aware of it rounding the wreckage, they can't fire back with effectiveness. The I-class takes a massive strike to the side and begins to list, bobbing in the water, while the Ri-class, more heavily armored, is able to raise a gauntleted arm. It still shatters with enough force to cause her skin to crack, as Abyssals seem to do when damaged. Both do indeed return fire, though the destroyer can't aim well, with its propulsion knocked out.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The other I-classes are still doing their darnedest to track that target, when suddenly Cirra departs it altogether, and seems intent on fighting them in close quarters. Their 5 inch guns, which would really suck to get hit by for the average humanoid, splash wide as they try to readjust. The outer shell of these things, it seems to be half metal plating, with a dense 'hide' over the top of it; the ballistics of her grim work would quite readily reveal, as each blasted I-class throws up both that leathery flesh as well as splinters of weathered steel. It doesn't quite penetrate their hulls, but it crumples enough that they're left listing in the water. That basically leaves the Ri-class, still a bit off balance from the heavy hit earlier, and the Nu-class.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Nu-class opens its enormous maw -- even larger than a Wo-class' flight deck, considering its 'body' is its flight deck, but only manages to squeeze out two Abyssal fighters before it gurgles and buzzes in surprise, and frustration, at being suddenly enveloped in thorned vines. Vines made of crystal...that's just not fair! It does attempt to fight back with its one cannon 'eye', as even in this condition it's not completely helpless, but having its movements constrained makes it relatively easy to punch. Its outer shell, much like that of the I-class', crumples, and the outer layer 'oozes' that congealed oil. The pathetic wing of fighters that had managed to escape climb toward the Bf109s, seemingly intent on engaging them even though it's practically suicide to do so. ...regardless, effectively what's left at the moment to stop them is just that one, moderately damaged Ri-class, several foundering I-class, and a Nu-class that is growling as it tries to snap the vines free.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The forces in the way of JEANNETTE and GAONOIR are a bit lighter, but of course, not to be underestimated. They seem intent on trading fire in support of their carrier, and the Tsu-class gargles a command to the quadruplet Ha-class destroyers that are under her immediate command. One bank of turrets rises with a massively gauntleted arm, and the destroyers open their mouths to expose their 5-inch guns within. They shell the Triancian ships' position, though similarly to their counterpart, seem to be focusing on the carrier in the formation with their initial fire. They have no complicated fire control systems -- it's all done the old fashioned way, bracketing and adjusting manually. Still, the multiverse has a way of keeping things surprisingly competitive. This particular Nu-class has more of a chance to launch its fighters than its counterpart, a wave of 5 of the jets taking off, with the low droning screech of their turbines resounding from inside.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For the most part, they hold their battle group together, staying in a vague double line in front of the Nu-class carrier. One Ha-class takes a near-strike to the stern, which is adequate to cause it to lose speed and fall out of formation, but it isn't stopping the others. They smell blood in the water with that destroyer that has separated itself, and if they were more emotive like standard Abyssals are, they might even take that as a sort of personal challenge. While their main focus is on protecting their carrier, two of the Ha-class destroyers vaguely break off formation to aim their guns, and torpedo launchers, squarely at the Ibrahami. That's when Gaonoir enters the picture. The electrical attack, while it mostly scorches their outer hull, seems to interfere with their radars and other equipment. It's enough so that, by the time the Tsu-class barks a gurgle that probably translates to 'shit, torpedoes in the water!', they don't have time for a good course correction.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The two destroyers that had gone chasing the enemy get struck solidly in the sides, blowing a large hole and causing them to take on water. The Tsu-class, built of slightly sterner stuff, is able to soak it up a bit better, but loses a good chunk of a leg, exposing dripping oil and a metal frame inside -- gross. The Nu-class, in the middle of all of this, is currently having to dodge increasingly honed-in fire, and while the fighters in the air are able to make strafing runs at both the Triancian ships and their counterparts, they're in no real position to do significant damage without bombers, or to go chasing the Marines aiming to make landfall.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> Jean's fleet with its pure power, and the assortment of both ships and drones being brought to bare against the unknown Abyssals is something Yari certainly can't cull on her own. At least, directly. She'd need to find the officers responsible for it all, and wound or kill them in order to send that portion of this rather large attacking fleet to heel. Worst still, there's a strange being in the sky, not unlike one of her country's own magitek armors adding fire support. <br /><br /> She sends coordinates to the Abyssal fleet as she maintains stealth for the moment, creeping closer and closer to what she can only assume is the flagship even as she tries to use her gauntlet's sensors to keep an eye on the flying cannon-in-the-sky that is Gaonoir! With no other choice, she draws on her inner magic. Up above, one would suddenly see the moon drown out the sky for several seconds and then disappear just as abruptly. <br /><br /> Yari can only cross her fingers that there's no magically sensitive person on board those ships. The four identical ninja break as carnage continues around them. One attempts to local the most important looking vessel of the lot amidst Jean's ships, crawling up the side and trying to stealthily board it. Crewmen and general sailors will have her best effort at a painless knock out. Officers and other higher ups will get knifed in the dark, if they can't react in time. But it's all a sideshow as she makes her way to the Captain's room, ready to find the one piloting the vessel and knock it out of comission. <br /><br /> Another Yari stalks the rest of the fleet, just in case she chose the wrong vessel. Every now and then, some poor sailor too close to the edge of the ship will be threatened with a kunai, or a chian pulling them silently into the water. <br /><br /> The third and fourth concentrate on the flying threat. An inflatable raft grabbed from Confed armory suddenly plops into being, and for a moment, Yari ducks her head out of the water. Then, she puts something to her should she also grabbed from her Confed allies. <br /><br /> In the least sneaky ninja assault ever, she fires off a heat-seeking rocket at Gaonoir, then dives into the water after her attack. Like a shark, the pair of ninja wait to see if that flying creature descends, readying a pincer-attack from beneath the waves! <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Facing SUZUYA and KOTONE, a more standard, 'medium' surface fleet than the others. That's still two heavy cruisers staring back at them, though. Against this unfamiliar carrier, that is now launching aircraft in their direction, they seem mostly unswayed from their direct approach. Instead, they angle their cannons upward to thin out the approaching swarm. A few of the planes still make it through, despite the odds; a bomb striking one of the I-class across the back and crumpling the steel and flesh there, and causing a trail of leaking oil behind. The other immediate victim is that Ne-class, somewhat suspected by Fleet intelligence to be an aviation cruiser; the bomb smashing into her deck-like, toothed symbiote, before exploding. It isn't a fatal strike, but it does keep her from launching Abyssal scout planes -- a duty that the mostly unharmed Ri-class is able to pick up the slack on. She turns her vaguely unfocused, red eyes toward HK and his drones' emplaced positions, and then if they are receptive to it, begins beaming back information and artillery spotting data directly to their feedback systems. Taking out that scout is probably a good idea as a next order of business.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:754|HK-47 (754)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Status - Targeting vectors acquired." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Status - Optimal accuracy ratio achieved." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Status - Ready." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Status - Active." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Prejudice - Set to Maximum" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Status - Charging weapons. This should be fun!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; All units had reported in... and now their targeting vectors were drawn, their progenitor drawing a line with his own target. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Command - Fire." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The next instant, a volley of disruptor bolts take flight, lancing through the air for any of the torpedo bombers under Kotone's direction, trying to relieve the pressure off the RI-Class vessels. They wait until the ships begin pulling back to avoid anti-air flak, attempting to time it so that the aircraft will not see the attack coming until too late. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The white streams of energy, capable of disintegrating flesh and destroying electrical systems, could cripple a one-man aircraft with a well-placed hit and send it crashing into oblivion - and seven such shots were sent tearing up into the sky to try and bring down the aerial attacks. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The weapons have a slow charge, almost like loading artillery - but with seven droids firing, they can ensure that there is at least two shots of the lethal energy being fired every three seconds. A steady bleed of shots meant to assassinate the torpedo bombers at a gradual pace. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And, hopefully, draw their commander out.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The base itself isn't inactive, either. Those massive guns mentioned before, perched at several points along the cliffs and ramparts, look to be at least a match for the Nagato's secondaries, if not a bit larger. They ponderously pivot around, half-rusted metal creaking to life from months of disuse, before returning the incoming shelling. Even their coastal batteries look corroded and black, with several red glowing elements to them. The Destroyer Princess, for those closeby to them, seems to be directing this by herself, a gloved hand and bracered wrist raised in the direction, causing the slight adjustments. She doesn't flinch at all as the massive caliber shells begin flying vaguely in her direction, one of them crashing into the catwalks and structures of the base above her. Nor does she seem rattled as several large boulders dislodge and smash into the water against her. "...to think -- that 'she' would show herself here," she says, evenly. "Then I'll sink her, myself." A destroyer, even an elevated one, aiming to take down a battleship? "I won't allow anyone to leave alive."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A rocket launcher may not be the most stealthy of choices, but when your target has his focus somewhere else, it's no less effective of a sneak attack. Shooting at him while he's busy scrambling the destroyer's was the best oppritunity Yari could take, Gaonoir doesn't hear the projectile screaming towards him until it's too late to move out of the way. The best he can do is twist around so it doesn't hit his engines, and PUNCH the rocket!<br /><br />Which still causes it to explode, and produce enough of a shockwave to send him tumbling backwards through the air for several meters before he finally gets enough control to reorient himself properly and a short intensive thruster burn brings him back to a hover. Ignoring the embers and smoke still whisping off his form from the blast Gaonoir swings his head to sweep his sensors across the water below, but the dastardly ninja is already back beneath the water. Hmmm.<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Watch yourself,&gt;&gt; he tight-beams back to Jeanette. &lt;&lt;There's a stealth attacker in the fight somewhere. Ping me if you spot them.&gt;&gt;<br /><br />With the destroyers disrupted, there's still other threats to worry about. He can't waste time worrying about an uncertain attacker's location when there's prominate targets to deal with. Certainly the Triancian ships have enough anti-aircraft firepower to keep the air fighters at bay.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Because much like the predator his form partially emulates, Gaonoir has locked onto the wounded 'prey' as the Tsu 'bleeds'. The mechanical viscera doesn't bother him, he's fought plenty of mechanical and cybernetic foes before as well as alongside such. He just sees injured that needs finishing off.<br /><br />His enginers burn brightly, but it's not to take flight so much as just launch himself into the air like a jet boosted power jump. Sure enough they stop firing right at the peak, and as he passes the apex Gaonoir flips himself over and twists to aim himself to come hurtling back towards the Tsu-class in a maneuver that wouldn't look out of place in a wrestling ring. Except instead of just doing one or two flips into a body blow his form keeps spinning until its like a speeding black meteor. "MACH MOONSAULT!"<br /><br />If he hits the angle right it might even slam the Tsu into the side of the Nu. Though it's also bringing him dangerously close to the water that Yari-sharks might be able to take advantage of.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graf Zeppelin peered up at Sanary and remained silent. "......" She had no words for the enemy. Her response was instead, to strafe across the water, and out of the way of that laser. But the resulting explosions across the surface impacted one of her broadsides, causing smoke to subtly funnel out. At least the fight deck wasn't damaged. That was key. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; In return, the carrier raised her gun again, aiming it directly at Sanary. But she didn't immediately fire. The reason became clear when the fighter planes that she'd sent out previously all converged on the healer from both sides, unloading their artillery right at her armored form. And while the planes fired on Sanary from both sides, Graf Zeppelin pulled the trigger, firing another volley of explosive shots dead center at her opponent. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Be a good girl, and sink, Sanary. Please? No? Okay.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa seems fairly pleased with her preformace so far she's not been sunk and the fleet as a whole seems to be doing some pretty well dealing with the Abyssals the problem is they are not alone. Worse they have people or is that droids? Like HK-47 backing themn up and this is going to get very ugly at this pouint. Her own fighters will go after what Abyssal ones are in the air but Kotone is focusing on trying to lay on the pressure. She's only really got her air craft as far as weapons go today. So she's going to have to work wit what she has still the fight's going on and she sends another run on the Ri-Class but that's when things start going to heck. <br /><br /> Drone,s a whole lot of drones they are opening fire on her planes, she grimaces as several go down, she draws more from her quiver now she's got to leave what's left on the RI-class but a new wave is going for the HK droids. <br /><br /> "Addtional hostiles HK class droids, engaging in anti air support." <br /><br /> HK's forces have made Kotone divide her air power which could prove to be a mistake. As for the HK units they would find the Dive Bombers coming right for them.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The warning wasn't yours to give, Sanary." Constantine swings around the Law Blade and it snaps closed into its sword form. "This base's position won't be suffered any longer."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"And frankly, it stinks to high heaven here." She won't have much time to take advantadge of Sanary's split attention before Graf potentially has to deal with the remaining Abyssals. So she takes it right now.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Judge steps in - it isn't Flash Step; but the Judge knows how to close distance with as little actual running. The Law Blade swings up and down diagonlly at Sanary's shield. She isnt' trying to get a leathal blow on her, but to turn the shield aside long enough for GRaf's shots to try and hit unfettered.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sadly, Hoshi wasn't carrying anything much stronger than her smartphone, tucked into her pocket in a waterproof sleeve. It's connected to a Bluetooth device, so... Radio access is all that she'll be getting, really. "I read you loud and clear," she acknowledges. As they get nearer to contact, Hoshi reaches up to untie her hair, letting it whip out behind her. Her sword, in hairtie form, stays firmly in her hand, ready to be used at any time. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That was about when the shelling began from the towers up above them. Hoshi has to start getting clever with her rotations, as rounds smack into the water near her and send splashes flying outwards. Those would've probably knocked her over at the start; now she manages to weather them fairly easily. When she manages to possibly line up a clean shot on one of the towers, she quickly raises her arm again. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kambei, fire one! Heihachi, Kyuzo, prepare to fire!" Her left-hand gun fires off a round towards one of the nearer towers... And it seems like Hoshi's had some aiming practice since! It doesn't veer wildly off-target, at least! Though it may impact a bit lower than she was hoping. Arc calculations were /not/ her speciality. "Heihachi, fire two!" She lifts her other arm and fires off a round toward the opposing Abyssals. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She doesn't want to summon Rosamond yet... It needs to be a surprise, when they're up close in the fight. Hoshi's lips go into a thin line as she starts coaxing more speed out of her motors to prepare for the charge.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The shells are well aimed, of course. Despite the offensive power of the two surface ships, the strike carrier was the ship that would be able to support and supply the larger landing party, as well as provide air cover for them. The downside was that a modern Navy like the RTN expected them to be the focal point, which is why the carrier was still riding a very close shotgun. As the shell comes forward, braketed at them, Combat Intelligences perk up the defensive mounts on both warships, aiming them toward the sky. It was... a bit errie, to see it happen. The shells that were braketing them to the rear and front splashed harmlessly in the water; the shells that would actually hit the carriers explode in the air, almost at once, as if there was an invisable, pulsing bubble of a shield around the ships. Of course, when Yari boards the Strike carrier in the center, she can see the Directed Energy Air Defense arrays swiveling on her side, capturing targets and firing invisable streams of energy at them. It's not enough to stop every one; a fast enough rate of fire would over saturate, but the shells that do hit primarily snap aganist the cruiser's armored hull, damaging it but leaving most of her combat capability intact. One shell clips the side of the strike carrier, but it's well out of the way of a critical area of the flight deck, and the fighters getting ready for ground attack are similarly still prepared. Yari can see them acting professionally, with speed and procession... and she would want to stay off the flight deck, most likely. A lot of open space and too many heavy weapons for a proper ninja. She would be able to find access through the open hanger, however. Stuffed with equipment, there were more than enough places to sneak through to the hatches inside the ship.<br /><br />The other one watching the rest of the fleet could see the reaction to the Abyssal attack. The cruiser's guns are already moving when the destroyers shell, but they twitch back to continue fire on the light carrier; with the way the destroyers were moving, and the /Ibrahmi/ dashing around them, it couldn't risk counter battery fire. <br /><br /> The destroyer takes advantage of the shorted out radars of the destroyers to break contact, a few ASROCs launched from her smaller VLS systems to strike the water and attempt to finish them, before it circles around and attempts to make another run on the cruiser again. The fighters, are... admittedly, a sideshow at best; the destroyer swivels her guns up to the air, and the autocannon shells litterally /curve/ in the air to strike each fighter in turn as them come in to strafe. It seemed the flotilla was keeping it's fighters in reserve to support the the landing.<br /><br />Of course, there's various sailors running along the deck of the destroyer as it manuevers, gripping onto hand holds and working along to get one system or another ready to fight. In these conditions, it would be easy for a chain to knock one off balance, sending his face down to be torn up with non-skid, or to fall overboard.<br /><br />Likewise, when the ninja works her way through the carrier, it's people are preoccupied for battle, getting the ship ready, singletons making their way through. They aren't expecting an infiltrator, and sailor after sailor has their head slammed aganist the bulkhead, knocked out. A three man repair party led by a Lieuteant is too far ahead, then confused when they don't seem him pulled aside, gasping from a knife stabbed into his side and left to slowly bleed out. There was a large area on the tower of the ship; it might be the bridge, where it was directed. Then again, she could see ahead of her the fancier blue carpet of what must have been a section for senior officers, and the people she passes seem to be talking a lot about a 'CIC', which seems to be below here. All of them are potentially important targets. It would depend where she would want to go.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The problem is, though, that this is a society heavily into the information age. Each sailor is tagged and broadcasting, each blip and change in life signs a piece of meta data noted by quantum computers. First it's a fluke. Then it's a pattern, then it's an alert on a screen of a SysOp, and in Jeannette's ear. "What the hell... they couldn't get anyone aboard." She mutters to herself, looking over the sea to the steadily approching land. "Not with all of this." BUt most of her armored, battle trained Marines were heading to the landing. Which didn't leave much back at base...<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Turn us around. Yes, /now/.&gt;&gt; Jeannette thinks, anticipating the disbeleiving look the pilot gives her. &lt;&lt;They're doing something smart, I think. They're fighting where we aren't.&gt;&gt;<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Incoming fire!" she shouts towards Amakasu and Kagurazaka, "Too far out for torpedoes, go for shelling fire." the reloading sound finishes with Nagato and she lets another rapport of eight shells arcing overhead. "Loading type three shells for installation damage. Covering fire is requested Amakasu, Kagurazaka." with this, the machinery she has starts loading some new shells in it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's strange that the assault was going towards an installation, but she wasn't aware of any other installation type Abyssals... "Mmm. Aim slightly higher, Amakasu and speed up, line ahead formation for you both." she gives a bit ofa nod and readies up something. Radar continues to ping ahead and the little scout plane searches ahead, a... new Abyssal type? Looks like a child almost."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You two will be faced with a tough decision come soon. Steel yourselves." the shells that were launched from the installation crash around, some of them smashing right into the battleship herself!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "But... I just gave you the warning. Before. When I... Gave it to you." Sanary narrows her eye at Cirra, readying her shield again as Graf Zeppelin aims that gun towards her. Although the armor and shields on both her front and back hold strong against the smaller fire, it's clear that her armor is meant more for fighting larger opponents rather than pinpoint strikes as the grimaces is pain from some of the artillery fire hitting their marks against the less-armored joints in her armor. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "No comment on the smell, though... But still!" Letting her magic flow through her to try and mitigate some of the more serious wounds, Sanary intercepts Cirra's Law Blade with her own ice-infused Charge Blade. That distraction is still enough for Graf's shots strike at her shield and knock her off course yet again, some of the explosion even blowing off a chunk of armor off her leg outright. She's forced to cut off the flow of energy in her anklets to land instead, backing up some more to keep both the Judge and the Carrier within her vision. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "So..." She pauses for a moment as if making it sound like she's going to come up with something witty, then... Just outright charges at Cirra with her shield, trying to ram into her while swinging her sword in from the side. She's trying to keep close to her in the hopes of keeping Graf and her planes from risking collateral damage!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The battle is joined; Kagurazaka glances among the cannons which have started shelling her group, angling away from Nagato and Amakasu for just a moment, then jinking back the other way as if hoping to confuse the Abyssal emplacements' aim. She's not sure if her guns have enough range to counteract ... Amakasu doesn't seem too worried about range, but Kagurazaka dares to dart a little further ahead as her turrets elevate and traverse.<br /><br />Maybe, she wonders as she overhears Amakasu, she should have given her equipment fairies names - or have asked what their existing names are. Nagato's orders cue her to slide back into formation with Amakasu and Nagato, and she concentrates briefly on 'type three shells' ... then opens fire with her own turrets, each cannon going off in sequence, staggered so that after squeezing off her fifth shot, the first turret she fired with is ready again.<br /><br />Trusting her equipment fairies to know their jobs seems to help; her training and practice certainly can't have been wasted either. She's staying alert for additional threats, though; the stationary emplacements may be the most obvious threat, but Kagurazaka knows better than to assume they're the ONLY threat - and on the third firing cycle, it's only the four side-mounted turrets that fire; Kagurazaka is fiddling with the 'turret' she carries in her hand as if it isn't working right ...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:754|HK-47 (754)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The tertiary objective had at least been accomplished. The air-forces had been reduced and the remainder were divided between the Abyssals and the droids themselves now. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Now to begin dividing and conquering. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With concise motions, the HK-51's divided up, four of them changing positions while two of them broke cover entirely and took up more obvious frontal positions through the primary advantage of being a droid. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Namely - a droid was not afraid to be destroyed in battle. Especially to give it's comrades as shot. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Therefore, the two HK-51's, after making sure the oncoming bombers can see them, proceed to fire straight at the units - and keep the aircraft focused on them while the other four HK-51 units take up flanking positions from new vantage points. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A crossfire tactic - two droids as obvious targets to focus on and draw the bombers to... while the rest take new positions and fire whilst their opponents are distracted or occupied. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And in the midst of this, HK-47 himself begins scrying the airways, attempting to seek out the lead unit commanding them, red photoreceptors slowly surveying the area - and eventually catches sight of his target at last, watching the battle unfold - watching which unit seemed to be directing the others. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Statement - I have you now, meatbag." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The rifle is aimed... steadied... and with the flicker of a pinpoint targeting laser, the shot lances out for Kotone's craft, the assassin droid intent on halting the charge by removing the processor that lead it.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> She truly didnt' expect a target rich environment after she descends into the bowels of the ship, but she certainly takes advantage. After her third good knifing of another office, the words 'CIC' catch her ears. Finally deciding to leave the rest of the officers alive, she'll try to find a descend deeper down towards this 'CIC' as stealthily as she can. Just in case, she hides a small explosive tag on what she hopes is the hull of the ship, slapping them down. If nothing else, she can try to sink the thing or at least stall it if things go wrong. <br /><br /> Outside, even as Yari # 2 continues to play 'fish for poor sailors and officer-types' from passing ships, the swimming ninja does much like her counterpart: trying to get below the hull, slap on (waterproof!) explosive tags. A good ten of then in this case. She'll wait until there's sufficient air cover from the battle above, and she finally blows the tags along this particular vessel! For now, both Yari's don't realize the Admiral of the fleet is heading landward, and realizing something's up! <br /><br /> Gao decides to go wrasslin' with Abyssals when he can't track her down, and his tumbling descend is more than an opportunity! Yari number three leaps from the water, her umbrella-sword already drawn, trying to leap upon the flying digimon's back and stab him through the back of the neck! A quick ninjutsu, and that blade is leaking magical lightning that will only make the blade that much sharper and more shocking here out on the waves! <br /><br /> The final Yari remains below, readying shuriken just in case Gao turns his back on the water!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>NAGATO / HOSHI / YUNA: <br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The thing about near misses, is they can still be quite damaging, if they hit the right area. This is especially the case with large shells. Though most of HOSHI's shots fly wide, as a result of a destroyer's caliber of gun fighting at extreme range, one still smashes into a supporting pylon of the tower she was aiming at. It doesn't cause a complete collapse of the structure, but it's enough that the guns mounted atop it now have to operate as a very awkward angle, reducing their effectiveness. The Destroyer Princess' facial expression mostly doesn't change with this, though her mouth does move into a vague hint of a grimace. "How dare they attack us," she continues, even though it's quite likely noone will actually hear her. Her pale, glowing eyes turn meaningfully to the Ta-class next to her, the tall but slim figure of a humanoid seeming to get the message, and beginning to...well, grow.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The golden glow surrounding the Abyssal battleship becomes a lot more obvious, as she becomes a good quarter of a kilometer tall, at least. The fabled 'Leviathan mode' that the fleet daughters and some of their allies would know well. It makes her a lot more obvious of a target, much like the counterpart Nagato, but it also enables her to do fun things like supplement the long-range shelling in turn. 16 inch mountings sprout from the cape, apparently attached to serpentine appendages coming from her back. She is suddenly, absolutely bristling with guns, and the density of incoming fire intensifies. The He-class, also wreathed in golden flame, remains the same size, and leads the screen of destroyers out ahead. It is still quite a circuitous path, through the mangled wreckage and shoals, but they have to attempt to get out in front, if only slightly. They commence their own shelling, 6 inch and 5 inch respectively. Here's hoping Hoshi and Yuna's training is adequate!<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Other than the structure itself, the group being directly attacked isn't completely unharmed, either. With the expanding in size by the Ta-class battleship, she also makes herself an easier target, even for smaller rounds at range. While her armor absorbs a good amount of it, it still causes that distinctive fracturing of her pale skin, wherever she is struck. One shell from Yuna even goes so far as to strike her on the face -- an insult that the standard Abyssal Ta-class would not tolerate, but in her case her head only tilts for a moment, before it returns to level with a resounding crunch, like a 20,000 ton soda can straightening itself out. The smaller surface ships scatter, but the Destroyer Princess, for good or ill, holds her ground where she is. She seems a bit like the ice queen type.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graf unloaded all of her ammo into the opening that Cirra had made, capitalizing on it, before her planes needed to return for reloading and refueling. They landed on her flight deck, turning back into cards that were now dull and devoid of color or a pattern. She slipped those into the back of her deck, deftly sliding out a fresh spread of cards. While she did so, she aimed her reloaded gun at Sanary...to find that she in Cirra were on land, locked in close quarters. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Tch." They were too close together. She'd blow Cirra away if she fired now. Narrowing her eyes at the situation, Graf Zeppelin instead slotted her cards into her flight deck, sending off a fresh wave of planes. These ones were Ju 87C Dive Bombers. They veered through the air above the deadlock, each carrying a torpedo under. And after circling once as a warning to Cirra, they all released their loads, sending a volley of explosive tubes hurtling through the air atop where the two fighters were. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; An explosive payout would follow soon after. How sturdy was that armor, Sanary? Graf Zeppelin intended to find out.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Uggggh, that was so gross!" When the fighting began, Suzuya had pulled away to deal with some of the mid-sized Abyssal cruisers. She'd probably have a hard time taking on a battleship one-on-one, or at least she'd be very likely not to come out unscathed, but light and heavy cruisers she could deal with, especially if there was air support. Battles can be hectic, though, and for some time, the heavy cruiser was nowhere to be seen.<br /><br />And then suddenly, Suzuya is right -there-, arm outstretched in front of Kotone just before the shot from the assassin droid hits home. The impact tears through Suzuya's sleeve, burning the skin beneath, and adding one more charred hole to her uniform already riddled with gunfire. "NOT SO FAST!" It hurt a lot, and Suzuya takes a moment to shake her arm out. Maybe she should have just pushed Kotone out of the way, but this was less painful in her head. Still, she has to put on that cool big sister face! "You okay, Yamakawa? Sorry I couldn't come sooner, but..." She shifts a bit, bringing her less injured arm up to aim its double complement of cannons right back toward HK-47. Her accuracy might not be anywhere near that of a sniper rifle, but her guns send eight shells arcing through the air toward the droid.<br /><br />"But big sis Suzuya is here to keep you covered!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra's helmeted head tilts down slightly "Hm." at least Sanary's flight ability gets disabled from Graf's artillery strikes. When Sanary rushes her, Cirra brings the Law Blade around...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And gets smashed into by the shield, with no attempt to dodge it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yet she seems perfectly self assured even now. "So." she parrots Sanary, and just as the charge blade is coming around, she lifts up her feet and pushes off the shield, using Sanary's own momentum to accelerate her black flip, away from the incoming dive bombers.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The. Rampart!" and another law card comes down, creating a wall of spiky crystals to protect Cirra from the explosion.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Doing her best to keep track of where Graf is by following those planes, Sanary grins slightly before focusing yet more energy into her eye without firing it off just yet. She still needs to bide her time until she can actually afford to take her eye off Cirra, after all, and with the Judge so close and in a position to stab her in the face? She can't do it just yet. Luckily (or perhaps unluckily), Cirra puts enough distance between them that Sanary's actually able to take the shot! Pouring magic into her eye, she fires another sweeping heat laser at the two, triggering yet more explosions against Cirra's crystal shield wall and some even springing up near where the laser hits the water. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Quality's not her specialty in this sort of fight, so why not try for quantity instead? <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sanary readies her eye for another burst before noticing those planes overhead again, bringing up her shield to hunker down behind as the dive bombers rain explosive pain down on the healer. Even with the armor's boost to her defensive abilities, explosions are still explosions. If not for her healing magic, the armor would probably even be sturdier than the healer herself! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Clever... Underhanded for a /Judge/, but clever!" Sanary actually manages a laugh despite being pinned down and bleeding visibly from the explosions sending shrapnel and rocks into the uncovered parts of her face and her less-armored inner limbs, although being forced to stay on the defensive there does give her an opportunity to spot just what the Destroyer Princess is up to. Very... Very up, even. "... The hell? Hey, last chance for you to get out of here!" She's still got a brave face on, at least.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The advantage to the enemy going into Leviathan is that they're easier to hit while in a smaller form. Outweighing her options, it looks like Nagato won't go back into her ocean fit. It's too crowded plus she doesn't want to knock the two escorts underwater with the waves. It's here that she lets the type 3 shells fire off towards the base and she starts to reload to the Type 1's, armor peircing shells.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At the tip of the arc, the type three shells explode and rain down shrapnel and various other not so nice things down onto the base, hopefully wrecking a lot more than she expected. Once that's done, "Amakasu, Kagurazaka, careful. If you get hit by that, I don't want to see you underwater from it."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"All guns, fire!" she shouts, the armor peircing shells streak along an arc towards that now bigger Ta-class, the shells attempting to pierce the enemy ship... that's Nagato's focus right now!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There is perhaps a distinctive call, that leads to it, or maybe they realize they're outgunned. The surviving Nu-class light carrier and Tsu-class cruiser, less two screening destroyers that are now dead in the water, are completely inundated by incoming fire. The cruiser basically, at this point, from trying to cover the carrier against all the incoming fire, is down to half of her original complement of weapons; the other massive arm is battered and shattered, covered in scrap metal and slag where once was a torpedo launcher and two turrets. She buzzes to the other remaining member of their group, the destroyer, and continues laying down fire as they begin retreating back toward where the Destroyer Princess, and that now super obvious Ta-class, are. On the way, a glancing strike impacts the flight deck body of the Nu-class, causing a fire to break out, and who knows how much structural damage, from how it's suddenly shrieking.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The surviving, battered members of the group Cirra and Graf Zeppelin had passed through -- a Ri-class, and scratched up but still operational Nu-class, similarly break off and attempt to reinforce the position of their leaders. Now untethered and unburdened, the carrier launches a wave of dive bombers, aiming to drop them into the backs of the ones that had caused it such embarassment: Graf Zep and Cirra. It is a desperate act, and an unguarded bomber wing is easy prey, but perhaps they will get lucky.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The ones that had been beaming information back to the HKs similarly begin to pull away. While they are being pursued by Kotone's planes, and having to fend off Suzuya's returned fire on their way out, the Ne-class is maybe just happy that it was only her symbiote, and not the nails she'd just finished before coming out today. ...nah, that's for the other side's Ne-class cruisers.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>And suddenly, their core problem gets a whole lot bigger. Fortunately, the theory and practice of dodging don't change a whole lot even when the scale of an opponent does; if anything, Kagurazaka has a *slightly* better idea of where the Ta-class is aiming thanks to the much larger guns which the Abyssal is sporting in this form. A pity that there are so many of them ...<br /><br />Well, that's one more thing she can help deal with, right? Kagurazaka starts weaving back and forth as if doing a slalom, relying on a combination of her best judgment and some gut feelings to steer her away from the Abyssals' firepower; she winds up getting rocked by a few close hits, but she's fortunate not to get particularly singed by any of the exploding munitions. She's continuing to bombard the Ta-class with her four 'working' turrets, too - now aiming more actively for the Leviathan's guns, since they're THAT big and juicy and tempting of a target ... and then she brings her hand-borne turret up, aiming at what looks like the bridge tower. "Be at peace, ghosts of the dark sea ..."<br /><br />She pulls the trigger; *all five* of her turrets go off in unison, the combined recoil actually pushing her backwards for a split second. Then she resumes her zig-zagging advance, because even if - by some stroke of fortune - that was a critical strike on the Abyssal flagship, there are plenty of (read: WAY TOO MANY) other threats on the water hereabouts.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>With the cruiser and destroyers in their way pulling back to the main... rather huge Destoyer Princess towering sixty stories into the air, the destroyer firing a few parting shots at them before zooming up to the beach. Any coastal postions are wracked with fire, short range missles attempting to pound the beach as the rotocraft start to drop their Marines. AFVs rush up the beach, wheels moving up as the armored infantry start to storm the beach with the training they had. As they do, the cruiser and carrier start to reorient; fighters are launched off the magnetic catapult systems, heading to the large contact as ordered. Anti-ship missiles start leaping out of the cruiser's VLS system, too. <br /><br />The Yari under the destroyer goes unnoticed... for the most part. The warships were advanced vessels, however, and had a host of threats planned for. Which is why one sysop blinked for a moment as he tapped on a screen. "Huh. That's..." He mutters to himself, before there's another dot. And another. And his breath catches. "Sir. Sir! I'm getting a disruption on the hull. Not the standard places we'd expect. Sensors reporting that... Allah, it might be an explosives." The Officer of the Deck in the destroyers CIC swallows. "I'll let the captain know. We can't stop, can't slow down, to get divers out there." It would break up the attack... Damn it." He says, jogging over to a wired line. &lt;&lt;Bridge, CIC. Sending something to your terminal.&gt;&gt;<br /><br /> There seems to be a reaction to the slow dissappearance of officers on the carrier. She can see a brace of sailors start to move forward, before stopping, a petty officer nodding, and then turning to head the other way. Where she was previously, sailors in hastily donned body armor, pistols out, move to hold on front of a door (what seems to be a computer center. It seemed like the ship had a /lot/ of those, and it would have been hard to figure out what each one was for). When she stops killing officers, however, those data points linking her to their position stop. Cameras are out hunting for her, along with thermal imaging, but a ninja who was looking for them could spot her. Every so often, one might; there's certainly a few sailors heading to places she was, or trying to cut her off.<br /><br />But she's able to reach the CIC entrance easily enough, and it's only got one marine standing guard at it's entrance. He's aware, but he can be taking out. The door's systems rely on biometrics and an access card, both of which she could pick up....<br /><br />The room she walks into is... odd. It's larger, almost a stadium like depression, bathed in red combat lighting. Multiple levels of system operators stare at different screens, coordinating a thousand different operations along with the computer. In the middle of the room, the red light was over powered by a large blue lit glass block, projecting a holographic display of the battle space. And on a raised section, there was someone who looked like the Captain, an older man. It's almost errily silent.<br /><br />When she walks in, she can see a sailor, a senior-rated petty officer by the look at it, heading for the same entrance. Who then stops. And stares. "Who the fuck are you?" He asks, and it's loud enough to crane some heads.<br /><br />Jeannette's roto craft is already taken the short distance back to the carrier by redlining the engines, and Jeannette doesn't stop to wait for the aircraft to land and the marines to get out. She'd on the deck and running toward the island. She knew warships, modern warships, and she knew where the most important spot was.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sanary was stubborn. Graf Zeppelin strafed aside, that laser blast striking past her shoulder and hitting her flight deck. Said deck immediately went up in flames. "....!" Well that sucked. She kind of needed that there! Nonetheless, she still had the guns on her broadsides, as well as her hand cannon. She raised it and aimed it at Sanary, who was still bluffing. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Stand down. You are clearly at a disadvantage here." She kept her guns aimed right at the healer, ready to fire at a moment's notice. "Lay down your arms and surrender. I can promise at that the Admiral is fair and merciful to those who cooperate." Out of the corner of her eye, the carrier could see the VERY BIG situation happening in the distance. But...well, Nagato told them to try and capture Sanary! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; They'd be fine. And it looks like they had their own issues to deal with here. At Cirra's warning, Graf Zeppelin whirled around to see the incoming bombers. "Tch... Constantine, capture her. I'll deal with this." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; That said, she turned her back on Cirra and Sanary, trusting that situation to resolve itself somehow. Meanwhile, she aimed all of her guns upwards, firing everything she had to knock those bombers out of the sky. Annoying. They were so close, and then here comes an interruption. Like clockwork. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Such was the way of the universe, no?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The manner if impact causes Gaonoir to recoil backwards from slamming to the Abyssal, coming out of his own spin to drag his heels on the surface of the water and slow down enough to watch his handiwork. The enemy is pummeled and the survivors limping away.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;-This- is the sort of fighting her remembers. The risk, the reward; facing down a powerful enemy regardless of what odds or advantages they might have. This is what it felt like fighting the Demon Lord Army.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This is what it felt to fight with a -purpose-.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;However the moment of remembering just why he was made for this kind of conflict is interrupted by the Yari-clone leaping onto his back and thrusting her umbrella-sword with impaling force. Fortunately for a digimon getting stabbed through the neck and shoulders isn't instantly lethal... but that doesn't make the follow-up of lightning being discharged through his body any less agonizing. A howling cry of surprise pain rings through the ominous air as current sheers up and down his body. That amount of pain is up there with some of the fiercest he's felt.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Which reminds him all the more -why- he is fighting this night.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Even with electricity crackling around him, even with the pained cry in his throat, Gaonoir reachs over his shoulders with both arms, clamps his large metal gauntlets over the clone's head, and squeezes. He just SQUEEZES until her head disintergrates in the pressure, destroying the clone. Form covered in scorch and electric burn marks, he grabs his scarf and wraps it a little tighter around his neck. Said scarf immeadiately turns dark and mottled as the wrap keeps too much of that dark digital material that permates his form from bleeding out.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then he turns and takes off, jets flaring up with as much energy to launch him away. In the process of heading towards the now Leviathan-ed battleship Gaonoir diverts a bit, grabbing onto one of the wrecks lodged against the rocks and wrenching it free. Why?<br /><br />To rise up into the air, using his momentum to spiral up and around a few times to build momentum...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then HEAVE the wreckage directly at the giant Abyssal. "TIME TO SINK YOU A SECOND TIME!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa can fight but is still not the largest first in the pond, heck she's the smaller size she's just not fish bait anymore. Sadly HK's more like a shark and she's in a good amount of trouble. She'd soon find she's being target and given she's out in the open. Kotone skates across the water attempting to evade and make her self a target but she's dealing with something as lethal as any full end combat cyborg and with far more experience, given HK's up time. <br /><br /> She's however about to take a hit as suddenly Suzyua has appeared at the last moment to intercept the shot. <br /><br /> "Suzuya! I'm okay! I haven't taken a major hit yet, I'm down a few planes but that's it. Don't worry about it! You got a good sense of timing. We'll talk later we need to finish this!" <br /><br /> Kotones planes are doing what they can as they keep up their assault upon the abyssal. Meanwhile even the fighters start to strafe for HK's forces along with the remaining dive bombers.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, hey! Even though it hadn't been a hit, Hoshi's shots were doing something, at least. No real time to celebrate, though, as she skates her way across the waves. "I'll do my best, Admiral," she grunts quietly. The order to take up line ahead has Hoshi moving immediately to take up position, trying to keep her sepentine erratic so that the incoming fire can never find a real purchase. That goes /doubly/ so when the Leviathan mode goes into play. She /really really/ wants to avoid getting hit by those. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sadly, it also takes up a lot of her attention--so the smaller munitions coming from the smaller Abyssals manage to find purchase with two, and massively destabilize her when a round explodes just in the water under her feet. "Nngh--Gaaah!" Smoke and flame billow around her... but she pushes through regardless, though it looks like her left cannon is in shambles, and she's got a few burns and punctures on that paint her face with streaks of red. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A quick chat over the radio gives Hoshi what she needs. Suddenly, the Special Destroyer is zooming through the water as fast as she can, only barely avoiding grounding herself (again) as she went. It honestly looked like a suicidal charge at the Destroyer Queen's guarding complement, all those destroyers and such making their way toward Nagato... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Suddenly, the locket flapping around on her chest begins to glow with blue energy. As Hoshi closes the gap, she shouts clearly, "PERSONA!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Blue mist billows around her and drags itself to her right, forming into a huge woman in a green hooded cloak, wearing a muddy wedding dress. Rosamond reaches behind her and draws out a massive broadsword with a flourish... Before she suddenly flies at breakneck speed directly toward the destroyers and the He-class. As soon as she's in range, the Persona's blade flicks out, trying to smash through any destroyer hulls that are close enough for her to strike. Despite her size, the way she handles the blade is quick enough to make it blur slightly... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And not far behind came Hoshi, whose hairtie has finally transformed into it's sword form. She raises it in challenge towards the He-class as she zooms in<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"What exactly, do you think a Judge is?" Cirra asks from behind her barrier as the laser beam cuts into it, severing crystal shards. She looks up as she hears buzzing. "Tch." No choice then.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cirra hurdles over the crystal barrier and starts running just as the bombs start dropping behind her. With the explosions just two steps behind her, Cirra has no cover, save for one place.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Judge drops on her side when in a full sprint and slides across the sand, propelled by an explosion that tears at the back of her armor...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Directly under Sanary's shield.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once under the cover of the shield, Cirra throws a stright right jab at the fellow Alexander Academy student. "It'd be a wise choice to just come back to Alexander with me right now..!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Heh... Yeah, like I'm really going to surrender to the Union after all the shit you keep putting us through!" There's venom in Sanary's response to Graf as she keeps her head covered from the remaining explosions, slowly staggering back onto her feet and dripping blood from her arms and her face. Although the healing magic is keeping her standing, she's expended quite a bit in the past few minutes, and it really isn't looking nor sounding all that great from what the healer's hearing. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "If you wanna try capturing me, then... Then...Well, eat my ass!" Master of witty retorts, she is not. Cirra's sudden burst of explosion-propelled speed catches her off-guard, and she can't bring the shield down in time fast enough to actually stop her. It does impact quite loudly behind the Judge, though. Just how heavy is that thing?! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Gguh...! That's what Monday is for!" Buckling somewhat from the force of that jab into her gut, Sanary grits her teeth as she lets go of the shield and drops straight at Cirra to try and take the fist-fight right to the ground!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:754|HK-47 (754)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; HK-47 pauses in abject annoyance as a new target intercepts his shot, prompting the droid to glare at the Fleet Daughter for long moment. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The next second though, the droid issues new commands to the HK-51's, giving a single statement toward Suzuya; "Statement - I believe you should focus more on your own safety, meatbag." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; With that, HK-47 promptly takes aim at Suzuya and open fire, aiming for her head. Even for a Fleet Daughter, a disruptor shot - something that left most humans as charred skeletons on it's standard settings - impacting her cranial processor ought to at least be a severe, if not possibly fatal injury. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The two visible HK-51's, seeing that the bombers apparently did not note most of their number had moved, continue firing straight-on at the incoming aircraft, trying to down as many as they can - resulting in the pair taking multiple impacts to their casings, one of them having his cloak torn away and much of his torso-armor severely cracked. The other is blown back as his rifle is destroyed by the hail of shots, body blackened by the resultant explosion. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; However, this focus on the two visible units was precisely what the other HK-51 units had counted on, their brethren having sacrificed themselves to give the others their chance to flank the divebombing aircraft and catch them in a deadly crossfire. One that comes to life an instant later as streams of disruptor energy take flight from two different directions, trying to snipe out the bombers and fighters mid-dive. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The droids were nothing if not determined - and they were obviously well-suited to the costs necessary to fight a war. After all, how else could they so easily send their own to destruction simply for victory?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Type 3 shells are just what the doctor ordered when firing upon an installation. It's not so much the direct damage, which is actually a little pitiful: Shrapnel and other debris peppering the base's structures, but not doing much more than smashing through a few walls and shattering the few windows that had been left un-shattered. But the hot, incindeary slag has another trick up its sleeve. Even though the ones that had built this base used a lot of steel and other alloys in the construction, it's still overlaying that wood from the original coastal village. Wood that's surprisingly dry from being sheltered and left to decay for this long. It doesn't take long for a few pieces catching fire to where large portions of the base begin to rapidly burn. One of the defensive batteries' structure warps from the heat, causing it to heave over beyond its critical angle, and plummet off the cliffs into the sea below.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It forms a nice backlight for the remaining Abyssals to stand their ground, the gigantic form of the Ta-class with all of those smaller shapes gathered around her, yet still standing in front of that teenage-looking girl, the Destroyer Princess. The latter continues staring with those almost dead-looking, pale glowing eyes. The base is a total loss, she is going to be punished for this, but she still has her pride. "We fight to the last," she says. "Either we disappear, or they do." It's quite a shift from certain other Abyssals, that typically retreat rather than take almost certain total losses, if they have the alternative. With that, the Destroyer Princess gestures forward with a hand, levelling all available guns and bombers at any forces that remain. While she isn't *in particular* targetting any of the Confederate elites that responded and came to their aid, it doesn't seem like she's discriminating that much, either.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Ta-class, of course, is the most obvious target. Most shots had been glancing at best, bouncing off of her armor, but the opposition begins to adjust to this. Yuna, for example, goes for something a bit more vulnerable -- those hydra-esque turrets sprouting from her back. Armored, yet vulnerable, the first few salvos don't seem to find much purchase, besides denting the turrets' own armor. But with persistence and a bit of fortune, a misfortune that many ships would remember befalls it -- a magazine explosion. That causes the head of that particular snake, at least, to go away, leaving it lifelessly slumping almost as if it were an organism to itself, all along. The others howl and screech of their own accord, and appear to just slightly raise their rate of fire, almost as though it would make up for the missing one. There are also unconventional attacks, such as Gaonoir hefting up a piece of the wreckage and hurling it at her -- this is normally an asset of theirs, but now her arm crumples and shatters as she braces against it.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yet, rather than get angry, herself, she just continues staring blankly. Now that there's a giant one in front of them, the something 'off' is likely more apparent. Like that one encounter before. They seem to behave more like machines than the standard Abyssals, with little expression to them. Rather than recoil, it seems she's intent to continue firing until she is destroyed. Which, with how deeply Nagato's Type 1 shell digs into the side of her abdomen before causing an explosion, might not take as long as one might expect.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The screen ahead encounters Hoshi. The He-class; a mostly humanoid-seeming Abyssal with a porthole for an eye hole in her armored mask, similarly doesn't seem to respond beyond mechanical instructions and reflexes. One arm has a large torpedo launcher afixed to it, and that is what is raised in her direction, loosing several at high speed in her direction, while continuing to advance toward her at high speed. The Destroyers flanking follow suit. Could it be torpedo girl vs. torpedo girls?<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Destoyer Princess dodges incoming fire, putting forth as little effort into it as<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Destoyer Princess dodges incoming fire, putting forth as little effort into it as she can, though she's finally personally involved, now that her cool defensive batteries are all smashed up. The hover platform that serves as her legs also grants her high maneuverability, and also as a stable platform for her guns. While they are normal destroyer caliber, these are enhanced with...'wrongness'. It's not quite an infectious agent, thankfully, but it's certainly a bit more than ordinary shells.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> The lifeless body of Yari's clone falls to the water, floating a moment before sinking beneath the waves. Gao will have to wash off his gauntlets, that was no normal clone after all! Plenty of blood splatter. <br /><br /> After several near-misses thanks to those hunting soldiers now actively looking for her, Yari finally gets lucky in bypassing the door, relatively unscathed and undetected! The massive stadium-like war-room has her pausing for only half a second. The odd Captain gets a glance, but then a petty Officer finally rears his head. There's no point in replying. She very simply draws another kunai with her tail, and tries to slash away the man's throat. <br /><br /> Then she turns, an entire fan of kunai in her hand. Leaping into the room, she starts tossing, first at the Captain at the chair and then at the various other operators in the room! She makes several handseals in the air, and each of those kunai multiplies tenfold! A rain of metal slams down upon the personelle within! Nor does she stop there, the ninja leaping along the stadium-like area with ninjaly afterimages trailing her with her inhuman speed, slicing at anyone still alive! <br /><br /> The remaining Yari that isn't otherwise dealing with damaging ships pauses as she watches the suicidal abyssals from under the waves. One quick radio conversation, and she makes a handseal. The clone working on a ship soon dissipates into moonlight magic, and then, the one that had been working on the CIC room similarly fades away. The real Yari, gasping, makes a slow swim towards the warpgate as steathily as she can, using all of this chaos as the Abyssals make their last stand to get away!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graf Zeppelin, after firing on the bombers and enduring the resulting explosions, came out much worse for the wear. Her uniform was burnen and torn in places, and her fit-out had taken severe damage. The only weapon she had left now, was her hand cannon. But it looked like the situation had passed. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The rest of them were dealing with the Leviathan out in the distance, which left... Sanary. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graf Zeppelin turned around to regard the faceoff between Sanary and Cirra. Once again, here they were rolling on the ground like a pair of schoolgirls having a catfight! ...Wait, they were schoolgirls. Damn it. Either way, the carrier couldn't fire on Sanary like this. And her flight deck was damaged, so she couldn't launch anymore planes. That left her to watch carefully, keeping her cannon trained on the two, but not actually pulling the trigger. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She was basically insurance.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rosamond's blade rose and fell three times as she took on the group of destroyers, puncturing hulls and slicing open vast rents in three of the ships. It's notable that all of these are clearly meant to be fatal, and that despite her graceful motions, Rosamond is utterly brutal in application of her sword. It's enough to make even Hoshi blink for a moment in surprise for what she saw a literal part of herself doing. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Still, Rosamond has better eyes than Hoshi does; the He-classes torpedoes being fired catches her eye, and is immediately returned to Hoshi. Her face sets grimly as the first one comes in hot--and this close, Hoshi doesn't have much room to dodge. For a second, she lowers herself down, squatting as she rode the water, before grunting to force her feet free of the water. She can't do any fancy spins and twirls, but she can jump, at least. The second one gets intercepted by Rosamond, who slashes through it from above, only to get a spray of water and shrapnel in the face. Hoshi's face twists as the sympathetic pain hits her in response, but she keeps approaching. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kyuzo! Five torpedoes left side, wide spread!" She barks and ducks low, depositing the payload strapped to her thighs into the water. They zoom off immediately. It's really just a blanket fire meant to hit as many as she can in this close proximity. FOr the He-class personally... "Kiyaaaah!" Hoshi cries as she finally gets in close enough. She's going right for the big girl, gripping her katana as tightly as she can as she tries to bring herself right next to the stronger ship... and take off her head. If she's lucky. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You won't hurt us any more!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Turrets explode from cooked off ammo. Shells rip into the body. A ship smashes a limb apart. Who knows what else is being thrown at the ship-giantess admist the chaos of battle.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But it still keeps coming. Keeps firing. While remaining unflinching, unfeeling. No emotion, just destruction. Not a soldier, or even a monster. Just a weapon.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Despite his efforts to keep it crammed in the back of his mind to not interfer with the battle Gaonoir can't help but think about how this resembles the Death-X digimon Yggdrassil had created.. Tried to turn some of the Royal Knights into...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Is that what it tried to do to him?<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But as that spark flashes through his mind, his gauntlets clench into fists so tight you can almost hear the metal grinding against itself even with the cacophony of cannonfire surrounding them. A flash of the sudden wrath barely kept boiling beneath the surface flickered across his visor. He was a soldier. He could handle being a monster, sometimes it took monsters to fight monsters... But he wasn't a weapon! He was a warrior, a fighter that wasn't afraid to walk a darker path when necessary to protect... but not an unfeeling one. Not a weapon. Not a tool.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jets roar to light with a sudden fury, the intense blaze launching Gaonoir back into the fight with a resurging directness. Dark Digitron energy starts to building around his clenched fists, hissing and crackling with its own anger almost as the Digimon soars towards the giant Abyssal, dodging cannon fire as he must, to get right up towards her head and that emotionless face. He's little more than an insect in this difference of scale, but being smaller has never stopped him before.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The dark energy continues to seeth as he rises up and draws back, to the point that the glowing aura makes his fist look much larger than the original gauntlet was. "Hey Gunbitch!" he barks loudly to make sure he's heard over the roar of battle, even if it won't be acknowledge. "You've got something on your face..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And swings the massive darkness infused Knuckle Crusher right for the giantess' face!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"MY FIST!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well that devolved quickly.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sanary jumps on Cirra and punches at her helmet with a *clang* "Guh!" Cirra's head snaps back. "That is not what I meant!" She gets tackled to the ground and tries to grab Sanary's armor and roll over on top of her.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Alexander." she punches at Sanary again. "Is." she tips her horened helmet forward to headbutt the girl. "Neutral."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Unfortunatly this is starting to wear Cirra out, and the damage to the back of her armor is starting to show burns and bleeding.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Marines and destroyer are on their own, then. It has to slow, then stop, it's guns still working to support. Anyone looking could see sailors in hastily equiped scuba gear leaping over the side, crossing arms and moving to get in the water as quickly as possible. If this was a dry dock, it would be a slow, methodical search with specially made underwater rovers, the ship evacuated, all safety assured. BUt this was a war, and the destroyer's captain was obviously throwing people as quickly as he could to clear his hull before the destroyer would join those sunken ships around it.<br /><br />The carrier... had more to deal with. The petty officer who accosted Yari had his throat slit, clawing at it before going down, as there's yells and shouts of alarm in the previously quiet space, the acoustics making everything sound odd as the kunai fly out from the ninja throwing them, metal slamming aganist consoles, monitors, light fixtures, chairs, and people. The captain must have a reaction time, because he's down on the ground as the kunai go everywhere, breathing heavily as he tries to dig one out of his side. There's the odd report of a pistol from the various sysops who were armed, attempting to shoot at Yari as she turned the site into an abbotior. The only thing that saves the bulk of them is knowledge of the room, crewmen and women dispersing to places that take time to reach, time the ninja doesn't have before she dissapates.<br /><br />And Jeannette arrives in the CIC, sword drawn, to a room recovering. Staring in shocked silence as the thunder of boots of the marines comes down the stairs behind her. "God..." She breathes. And takes a few moments just to wallow in the fact that she could have stopped this if she didn't decide she needed to be where the action is.<br /><br />But she was a still an officer. And she whistled to the Marines. "Anyone who's got computer experience, find a station! Get triage up here! Walking wounded, /to your posts/!" She says, verbally, walking up to the captain's position, grabbing a handset and leaning down to assist him. "Flight Ops, This is Squadron. Launch all aircraft with anti-ship armamant. Order /Kingsford/ to launch all anti-ship ordance it can. I want that threat /neutralized/."<br /><br />The Marines have already started bunkering down, thanks to the withering and indiscriminate fire across the island. They've been shelled before, and most know when to seek cover, and when to hold fast. They're also buttoned up in armor, for the most part. They take less casualties than you would expect, but some.<br /><br />The aircraft launched by the carrier move on as soon as they're in the air. The beach all but secured, they're heading toward the Leviathan, missiles fired as soon as they're in range, mixed in with the heavy sub-tactical plasma warheads from the cruiser's VLS cells. Everything that the Triancian's had in terms of anti-surface ordance was being sent.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Taking out turrets is always a good thing, in Kagurazaka's book; the fact that they were shooting at her, and at her friends, is just another reason to take them out of action. (The fact that they're ugly and scary is just icing on the cake, really.) Kagurazaka continues sailing down the Ta-class Leviathan's flank, blasting away at more turrets and watching out for return fire; at this point, she's hoping to be so close that the Abyssal CAN'T shoot back at her - and that the other Abyssals can't really shoot at her either for fear of helping sink their sister.<br /><br />Unfortunately, Destroyer Princess is starting to not care about collateral damage, and Kagurazaka doesn't want to find out the hard way if that includes her. She deposits a couple of torpedoes in the water as she leaves Ta-class behind her, then launches the rest of her available torpedoes at the Destroyer Princess before circling back to form up once more with Nagato. She hasn't forgotten that the critical part of her job here is to keep Nagato safe; she's watching out for Abyssal aircraft as she maneuvers to rendezvous with the kanmusu Admiral ... and if she sees any, she'll be aiming to shoot the hostile aircraft down no matter who they might be going after.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>That first shot still stings, and Suzuya shakes her arm out a bit more. "What the-- Hey! Suzuya is a shipgirl, not a meatbag! Get it right! Hmph..." She begins muttering to herself as she takes aim again. "Suzuya isn't a bag of anything, stupid roboty thing..."<br /><br />Before she can fire, though, the fairies on her radar mast begin tugging at her hair. "Huhwha? Oh, that's probably bad..." Suzuya's head is not a place she'd like to be shot today.<br /><br />It would totally ruin her makeup and/or hair.<br /><br />Bringing her injured arm up to guard, Suzuya lets out a pained yelp as the disruptor strikes it instead of her head. The shot is strong enough to blast apart the turrets mounted on her arm, as well as blow apart most of the sleeves of both the blazer and shirt she wears on that arm. "Tch... that's two gun mounts down." She tries to lift her arm, but it doesn't seem to want to move, and even attempts at wiggling her fingers fail. "If this leaves a mark, Suzuya is gonna be so angry..." The cruiser glances back over her shoulder, calling out, "Yamakawa, keep me covered! Big Sis Suzuya's got a few clocks to clean!"<br /><br />Despite her injured arm, Suzuya takes off at a sprint, feet skimming over the waves as she closes the dsitance to HK-47. All the while, her uninjured arm swings up to fire off several volleys, and finally grabs for her handbag, lifting it as well. It has turrets of its own, big ones, and both of those open fire as well, followed by a pair of torpedoes. "Suzuya is coming for you!" Hopefully all that cover fire will prevent him from getting another clean shot as she closes the distance.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Grunting as Cirra gets the upper hand, it's Sanary's turn to get her helmeted head whacked back on the ground from Cirra's punch. "Nguh... Then what the hell did you mean?!" Instead of just letting Cirra take control of the situation, though, the healer does the smart thing and meets her headbutt with her own. Helmet versus helmet! Skull against skull! Face to face? <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It's not very smart at all. Groaning from that, the cleric takes a moment to fight off the dizziness before trying to shove the Judge right off of her. Scrambling back to her feet, Sanary barks out a few more orders over her comms and picks up her shield while staring straight at Cirra. "... Well. Good news for you and what's-her-face. Looks like..." She jerks a thumb back at the massive Abyssal, staggering a bit on her feet. "This here? Fuck it. We're leaving. So..." The healer starts backing away slowly as she keeps her eye trained on Cirra and Graf in the distance, picking up the pace when those shots from the remaining Abyssals become louder and closer. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "You and the... Fleets Daughters can have fun cleaning up this mess that you started here, too." There's no way she's about to risk getting herself or her actual allies killed trying to defend this mess here. She's got a duty to watch out for her real allies, after all, and the healer's more than content to just turn tail and leave for the warp gate. She takes to the air again and moves at a rapid clip, albeit flying at a somewhat unsteady altitude with all the built-up injuries from Graf's cannon fire, Cirra's punching and their combined headbutts likely giving the cleric some concussions to deal with later, all combined with with the weight of her shields to give her quite a bumpy ride back!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The double headbutt leaves Cirra reeling. Which is just as well since Sanary couldn't seem to pick up what Cirra was putting down. The Judge rolls off Sanary without any recourse to pursue. She lifts her helmet off her head and drops it in the sand while she nurses her head and neck.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa says "Meatbag! You might want to check your scanner bolt brain!" <br /><br /> Kotone calls back she's staring to skate about she's lost some more bombers, and is quick to start o change their attack runs as HK's minions are moving and she has them track them as she does the best she can, more planes launch now s Kotone draws the bow and fires. This is going to try to give Suzuya some more support in her fight with HK, she's lost a lot of the ones going after his minions but the fresh ones going for HK, the bombers will dive at him trying to unload their payload. <br /><br /> "I'm on it Suzuya! Bombers inbound!" <br /><br /> She calls back as the attacking planes do take care to not catch her ally in their attacks.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:754|HK-47 (754)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The retort is regarded wearily by HK-47 - her design was based off the classification of meatbag known as the human-female; same ill-adapted flesh-sac covering, same ill-evolved excuse for an intellect that typically resulted from the often-defective processor core they called a brain. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; How was he to know she was not a stereotypical meatbag? After all, what sane inorganic being would /willingly/ choose such an inefficient form? <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Seeing the incoming shots, HK-47 breaks cover as his position - at this point falling apart from the repeated volleys - is destroyed. Several rounds glance or ricochet off his armor, begging the question of what sort of metal his frame is made of to withstand cannon-fire and coming out with just bad dents. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; However, Suzuya makes the mistake of closing the distance to him, or treating him as a solo opponent - proven as one of the HK-51's breaks away from attacking Kotone's airships and strides for Suzuya, engaging it's flamethrower to try and engulf her in molten fire while HK-47 looks at her with an almost cruel delight visible in his optics. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Snide Statement - Meatbag or not, I suppose it doesn't really matter... so long as you /burn/ like one." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; However... HK-47 doesn't stay to see the result himself, Rondel's retreat order prompting to prioritize group-survival over victory... and given that the Abyssal leading these forces had seemingly dismissed them as allies, there was hardly any gain in risking themselves her further. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Thus, with a hail of flame laid down to cover his escape, HK-47 begins pulling back from the fight as quickly as possible, leaving the HK-51 to continue shooting flames at Suzuya to delay her as best as possible. Likewise, the other HK units change from ambush to open-attack, leaving cover - and taking increasingly-severe damage - as they prioritize shooting the aircraft attacking their progenitor over defending themselves. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Truly the perfect soldiers - willing to sacrifice themselves without hesitation to ensure their commander's survival. And perfectly willing to die in the Destroyer Princesses' crossfire if they can occupy their opponents long enough for it to destroy them, too. And if crippled instead of destroyed, they would self-destruct so as to ensure no remains were left to be studied - a final series of explosions on the scorched landscape. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; HK-47 thus continues his fallback, ignoring some of the shots that manage to glance or impact his frame from whatever aircraft the HK-51's could not shoot down in time, making a mad-dash for his dropship - and beckoning Captain Rondel to follow him if she can do so; "Statement - It is a distinct pleasure to see you alive, Master! I recommend hasty retreat - the Fleet Daughters and Union forces are obviously declaring war on the Abyssal... and I highly doubt this will satisfy their newfound, fascinatingly-immense bloodlust." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; This statement is perhaps very hypocritical, but as far as the droid is concerned, there is too much aggression displayed here to be anything but a self-righteous crusade akin to the wars between Jedi and Sith... and it was very interesting, and gratifying to see. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It almost made his core glow with anticipation, as he would spend the shuttle-ride back to safety thinking about the war that would be to come.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi certainly seems to be keeping the lighter ships occupied -- even if she is outnumbered. The Destroyers, already a bit worn down from the assaults so far, can't really keep up speed enough to put up much of a fight, their shells and torpedoes mostly ineffective. The He-class, on the other hand, seems fully intent to drag this one down with her, with no sense of self-preservation. Two solid torpedo strikes slam into the 'shell' that forms around most of her body, causing it to splinter and fragment to expose flesh beneath. Nonetheless, it's a head-on collision course. Right as the He-class gets into range...well, it's not quite a clean cut; the internal skeleton of Abyssals is made of something far denser than bone. But it's enough to send a huge spray of black, gross oil out, even as the He-class instinctivelly still tries to punch Hoshi with that gauntleted arm. A sickly gurgling, as she then slows down, and collapses into a heap, still bobbing on the waves, and shuddering, but apparently disabled.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There are certainly some aircraft. But the desparation involved means that their flight patterns are erratic, and they're more circling looking for targets of opportunity than fielding any cohesive attack force. That basically means, it's a turkey shoot. The Ta-class has no aircraft of her own, though she does, despite one of them exploding, still have a lot of guns to bring to bear. A bit like dragons tracking their prey, their maws (why do all of their guns have to have mouths!!) open and belch 'fire' in the form of shells, which even though they miss, still cause crashing explosions and swelling waves. The giant ship even goes so far as to kick at the figure of Yuna flanking about her, in the closest thing approaching emotion that she's shown so far, but with her size it is unlikely to hit -- but again, watch out for those waves, eesh. The torpedoes are a bit more troublesome, as her size also makes it more difficult to evade them, in addition to still recovering her balance from the kick.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As a result, while she doesn't fall, the force of the explosions do cause her to have to sink to a kneeling posture to regain stability. The symbiotic serpents from her back, at least the ones that still have a head, give out a loud screech, and begin firing at anything and everything. Like the aircraft, any coordination is long since shattered; it's all mechanical reflex now. This presents a somehow even larger profile for the missiles coming in; several slamming into her hull, though one even severs another turret-head, which once again falls limp.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That passive, frozen face is next assaulted by an incoming Digimon fist. The size relation doesn't seem to matter much -- the sheer impact causes it to jerk aside from the recoil, and it's now almost completely shattered across her entire visage. She raises one massive hand to attempt to swat Gaonoir away, but by then she's already coughing up a massive glob of congealed oil from her mouth. That's when disaster truly strikes, though. An explosion, not from outside, but from within. It'd be a familiar sight to many old ships and naval folk. Sometimes damage control fails, catastrophically. As she heads over completely, her face almost seems to gain a measure of peace, instead of being made of stone. She rasps out, "...finally..." She doesn't quite sink, in this depth of water, but it seems she's not a threat now, as even the snake-guns grow still.<br /> <br />--<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Destroyer Princess floats in the middle of all the burning wreckage, and now oil slicks. Her face doesn't quite contort into anger -- the smart thing would be to surrender, wouldn't it? To throw herself at their mercy? "...mercy is a lie," she utters, dismissively to those kinds of thoughts. "There is only the winners, and the losers." She reaches a gloved hand to one of her bracered wrists, and then her eyes glow more vibrantly, as she picks up an enormous amount of speed. Streaking over the water, she practically rockets right at Nagato, firing shells as she goes, befo<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Destroyer Princess floats in the middle of all the burning wreckage, and now oil slicks. Her face doesn't quite contort into anger -- the smart thing would be to surrender, wouldn't it? To throw herself at their mercy? "...mercy is a lie," she utters, dismissively to those kinds of thoughts. "There is only the winners, and the losers." She reaches a gloved hand to one of her bracered wrists, and then her eyes glow more vibrantly, as she picks up an enormous amount of speed. Streaking over the water, she practically rockets right at Nagato, firing shells as she goes, before drawing back for one final punch, "Failure is not an option for the likes of me, do you understand!?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The challenge was on, accepted by the He-class as a fight to sinking. Without Hoshi explicitly focusing on maintaining Rosamond's form, the Persona's appearance begins to grow hazy. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At the speed that she's going, Hoshi's sword is jerked from her hands, caught in thick Abyssal bone... and a spray of arterial oil smacks her in the face, getting in her mouth and all over her uniform. The moment she realizes what just happened, Hoshi's eyes open wide in utter horror, and Rosamond vanishes immediately. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There's a lot of feelings in that one moment. Sorrow, disgust, anger, and grief all slam into her as everything goes still. It's a split-second of utter suffering that brings a wave of nausea over her. If she had the time, she would've probably went over and threw up. But... she doesn't really have the time. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Time speeds up again as the Abyssal's fist crashes flush against her jaw. She's lucky for one thing; having Rosamond has given her some supernatural endurance. It doesn't, however, stop the He-class from giving her a nice hairline fracture and knocking Hoshi out cold. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Judging by how she goes down, it's pretty much lights out immediately. She slumps forward to her knees and ends up tumbling in the water for several feet, eventually going under the water. She surfaces after minute or so in a dead man's float... Thankfully she's at least facing skyward so she can breathe. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the taste of rancid oil coating her tongue.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:739|Suzuya (739)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>A shipgirl doesn't usually get much say in her appearance, at least in general terms. There's always specialized equipment, but Suzuya is Suzuya! "Thanks, Yamakawa! Just keep an eye out!"<br /><br />While a heavy cruiser can definitely keep up a good bombardment, there's also something to say about engaging in close, especially against a sniper. Thinking she might be able to take away his advantage, Suzuya closes in... and even when the HK-51 appears, the gun turrets on her legs click into place, preparing to fire a close-range barrage!<br /><br />That was the intent, at least. After the first shot goes off, though, that flamethrower is pointed her way. Suzuya's eyes go wide, and she lets out an absoltely bloodcurdling SHRIEK as the flames wash over her. The cruiser quickly ducks down, covering her head with her working arm. Gone is that cool big sister facade, as complete and utter panic set in. Her eyes just stare blankly forward at the flames, a reflection of a similar fire showing in them... bombs, flames, explosions... <br /><br />The sound of creaking metal can be heard as her handbag begins to warp, just an instant before it explodes with enough force to send her flying back, landing on the water and immediately curling up into a ball. "M..my torpedo tubes... n..noo...."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's reload is different this time, some new shells being loaded into her turrets as three of them start to turn backwards. With everything that's going on, she gives a brief nod, everyone doing their part to take down the Ta-class, to converge on this Abyssal base and end it... she couldn't be prouder of this fleet. But right now, there's something still in the way, the Destroyer Princess. "Mercy is not a lie." she starts, staring at the Destroyer Princess as she starts sailing closer.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Picking up speed, Nagato shakes her head, "We would like nothing more than to end this, to bring you back to our side... but with the Destroyer Princess approaching, Nagato pulls something off her back. Her axe.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"If you do not..." then her words... "If failure is not an option... then sink. Sink to the bottom of the sea and never return!" the rear turrets fire, sending the battleship forward at record speeds for her type! "ADMIRAL NAGATO WILL NOT LET YOU LIVE!" she swings back with her axe and with the one facing forward, it fires blank shells, sending the Admiral on a spin towards the Destroyer princess, the nano-bladed axe courtesy of Staren swings in a wide arc... and hopes it hits its target.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:765|Gaonoir (765)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Gaonoir boosts backwards from a swat... that never comes fully as the giantess finally succumbs to the complications of her damages and topples down. She's a bit big to sink, but she finds a finale watery resting place all the same. Finally at piece from this existance as an instrument of emotionless war.<br /><br />He slumps where he's hovering, as the extent of his own wounds starts to sink in. To the point that he gives the wrap around his neck an extra tug, just to make sure that nasty wound Yari left doesn't get worse. He won't be going anywhere for a few days once they're back at base, even if he does need little more than rest and maybe stuffing his face a bit to recover.<br /><br />He's about to return to the Admiral when she says to keep their distance... The tone of her voice is enough to get the message across, and instead he opts to cruise back to land on one of Jeanette's ships instead.<br /><br />He still has a fine view of Nagato proving why she's the Admiral though.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kagurazaka's job is to protect Nagato, and when the Destroyer Princess comes rocketing at the admiral, her first thought is still to try and help ... at least, up until Nagato orders her and Amakasu to move away from her.<br /><br />Without that order ... well. Kagurazaka couldn't have taken that attack head-on and expected to stay afloat, and she knows it. She might have attempted to throw a wrench into the Abyssal's last-ditch attack somehow, to divert or destabilize it and increase Nagato's chances, but she couldn't think of *how* to do that. So with Nagato telling her to get clear, Kagurazaka breaks away - right as Amakasu gets walloped. That does kind of give Kagurazaka something to do - namely, to go help Amakasu back up and keep supporting her, so she won't drown or anything while she's unconscious.<br /><br />Once Amakasu is up, even if not conscious, Kagurazaka turns to see how the fight between the battleship and the destroyer plays itself out - because there's nothing else she can do, except to have faith in Nagato.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa loses more planes as she engages HK-47's minions, but the retreat oder comes. HK-47's minions thro themselves at both of them an she's dancing away trying to recall her planes go down but she also sends in several more bombers to try and finish the HK-51s off as she pulls back she isn't going to press the attack here she knows better than to push her luck. <br /><br /> "No problem Suzuya. I owed you one." <br /><br /> She grimaces tough a how the combat plays out and she'll be moving towards her comrade and likely future friend to lend her a hand. 5R<br /> "Easy! If you need help! I got you!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's the kind of thing that you might expect to just be implied off camera, with a splash of oil or two shadowed out figures, at best. As the Destroyer Princess heads into her strike zone, there is sadly one thing clearly not in her favor: Her reach. She might be an elevated Abyssal, but she's still a destroyer at her core, and a teenager in form. Her arms aren't nearly as long as Nagato's are, especially with an axe involved. So while she was hoping to close with extreme speed, Nagato also countered that advantage with a boost of her own. The end result, it doesn't end well for the princess.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Without too horrid detail, Nagato is likely splattered by more of that familiar oil 'blood' -- a bit fresher than the usual, but composed of much the same stuff. She continues holding there in mid-air, her gloved fist even impacting against Nagato's shoulder -- but there's no force behind it. That's because the bottom of her body, that had the hover platform attached to it, falls away, a small mercy being that the blade cauterized nearly as well as it cuts. She grasps there as best as she can, her glowing eyes fixated on Nagato's, before her fingers begin to lose strength enough to hold on. "...then, that's...that," she says, a slight smile coming to her face, and breaking that ice if only for a moment. And then her form slumps, floating on the surface, while the now-separated hover platform detonates behind her.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Almost simultaneously to the Destroyer Princess' defeat, explosions sound from elsewhere around the facility. Some of them are from the few surviving and disabled Abyssals that were still afloat, almost as though they were rigged to do so, and leave precious little trace in the process.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Marines have the beach. Of all the operations, the tough part seems to have actually been the easiest. For the operation itself, the cruiser had taken some damage. The destroyer was out of action, but would be back up... But it was hard to concentrate on that for Jean. The moans of the wounded still sounded around where she sat, less coordinated shoots and yells across as the ship tried to regain it's rythm of those lost. The captain had already been medevaced to sickbay, the XO was on his way down, and the so called squadron commander just stared forward, looking past the holoblock that displayed in front of her.<br /><br />A brief moment and she's thinking out to the radio. &lt;&lt;Kingsford, this is Squadron. Friendly is landing on your ship. Render what aid you can.&gt;&gt; A quick switch. &lt;&lt;Bridge, Squadron. Bring us into Hikari Seaport. Back of the island until we're sure we've got all explosives.&gt;&gt; <br /><br />And then more silence.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi's out of the water, but she's certainly not out of her little coma. Yuna's sadly going to have to support Hoshi's dead, wet weight. Not really the best way for her to come out of this, but she's alive. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her injuries aren't really life threatening, either. There's the fractured jaw, yes, as well as some burns and shrapnel wounds on her face and scalp, as well as the ruined mess stuck around her probably-bruised arm. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Someone's going to need some TLC after all this.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato holds the upper half of the Destroyer Princess in a free arm... a frown is given. "I... wish things were different." she lowers her head and herself down into the water, letting the halves sink into the oceanic depths. "Rest well." she whispers, slipping the axe back onto her rigging. Nagato just holds herself still there. She ended that life, in a really brutal way... but.. was it right.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato slowly turns to sail away, type three shells loaded in the ones facing backwards... before she fires those off to finish off the land base there... to eradicate it from the ocean. "All units." she calls over the radio. Something was a bit shaky with her voice there. "Fall back to Hikari, double time. This node is over..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>They have TLC in abundance at the port's bathhouse. Being careful not to jostle Amakasu's injured body further, Kagurazaka settles into formation for the trip back to Hikari.<br /><br />She could use a good soak too, come to think of it - not necessarily for injuries incurred (she got off lightly, but not entirely unscathed), but for her mind and heart to recover from the stresses of battle.<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2016/03/28<br />
|Location=Hikari Sea Port<br />
|Synopsis=After hearing over the radio an Abyssal's been revived... Nagato's got words to say to the reviver...<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Afternoon at Hikari, the Admiral's room has just Nagato in it today, a very annoyed looking Admiral. "How could he do that..." she grumbles, a fist slamming down into the desk, and over the base radio, she mutters out, "Akitsumaru, bring William to the Admiral's office immediately." after making the announcement, she gives a sigh. One knock on the door and Musashi comes in, a frown on her face. "Admiral, are you sure this is wise?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's here that Akitsumaru takes her time, with William up ahead of her, "The Admiral is wanting to see you personally, sir. I won't ask what you did, sir, but I do not think you wish to make her angry, sir." a pause, "Take a right here, Sir and enter the double doors."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;What in the world can one boy do to drive an entire battleship into a vaguely axe-murdery, mouth-frothy rage? A quick weld-job, apparently. Will is led away from the slowly expanding ramshackle structure he's been setting up in Hikari's courtyard. Farewell, noble dog-house, he knew ye well.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"T'ain't my intent," he says to his guide as she leads him through the seaport's halls. Will gives her a mild wave as she sends him off and moves as directed down that corridor. Straight into the double doors he goes. What awaits him beyond, nobody knows!!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The doors open and Nagato's back is turned towards William. "Sit." she orders, that stoic, firm voice eminating from the battleship admiral. "I hope the accomidations were okay for you." she turns her head back and looks towards Will with a frown. "I do not want to ... delay into getting into things but do you have the direction she went? What has she said to you?" she turns around fully, leaning on the desk slightly, "You realize she's going to be attacking again, that we will have to ... take care of her. And more so, you have an oceanic threat in your oceans now."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Akitsumaru stands outside the Admiral's office, giving a soft sigh. "Poor guy... I hope he realizes what he did..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As far as Will is aware, all he did was fix up an injured lady! That somehow turned into being held at a naval base somewhere far from home. He even has a tracking bracelet, now! A little, pink tracking bracelet with a little pink heart dangling from it.<br /><br />How humiliating.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Will sinks into one of the office chairs with a shrug. "They were arright," he answers, leaning back. Some would say that being interrogated by proper military at his age is some kind of life achievement, but Will's not buying that right now. "She disappeared on the horizon after she left, an' I wasn't exactly paying much attention to where she was going," he answers, rolling his shoulders again. "But iff'n it pleases you, that girl didn't seem too interested in my neck of the woods. We ain't the humans what pissed her and hers off, so she weren't that interested in blowin' my head off once we cleared that'n up."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"'Sides," Will laughs just a little bit, fiddling lightly with the bangle on his wrist. "T'ain't the only threat we've got at sea, iff'n what I've seen is anythin' to go by. S' long as she don't think we deserve bein' shot at, I ain't too worried, ma'am."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Good, I did not want to make you uncomfortable here." she nods, looking at the pink bracelet. "Dissapeared, huh and no direction." she gives a sigh and listens more, "Not interested in your sea, huh?" she taps her foot and raps her fingers on the desk, looking down at the bracelet and then Will himself. "You realize that you're releasing a threat to others then. Something you'll be responsible in if she harms more people, or other seas. Something we have to clear up."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns around and faces the window, looking at the docks below. "Do you know what you revived from death, do you?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Uhh, well, iff'n I understood her right," Will says, scratching at his wrist. "She's mostly interested in y'all and all of yours. Something about the people of her past forgettin' about them, or... something like that." He shakes his head and leans over onto the table. "Look, I know she ain't friendly with you, but are y'sure there ain't talkin' to her? I mean... Once she realized I wasn't one of the ones she was after, she wasn't... bad."<br /><br />Even if her first instinct WAS to point a gun right at his face.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He inclines his head a bit, then, peering at Nagato's back as she stares off towards the docks. "Is that strange?" Will asks, looking a little confused. "I mean, all I did was weld her two halves together. She... Mostly put herself back together after that."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"She is. She's also interested in making sure that the oceans are theirs and theirs alone." she shakes her head, "There's no talking to her, the only way to finish this war is to end her." she clutches her fist tightly. Musashi looks on from the corner, watching the two. Nagato continues, "It is strange for people to fix those that are dead. So another question is why did you revive her? What purpose did you have to revive our enemy?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Uhhhh," Will not-says because he apparently walked right into some kind of double-sided hate-war and all he's got with him is an oversized superpistol. He feels a bit outgunned. "I seemed to talk t' her pretty well though? I mean, she ain't... She ain't some kind of mindless monster, you know?"<br /><br />He shrugs again, looking a bit mystified. "I told y'all already. She was hurt and it ain't my policy to leave a lady in two pieces iff'n I can help it. I didn't know it'd mean I'd somehow end up a criminal or anything like that."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Criminal?" comes Musashi, "No, you're not a criminal. You're just our guest to fix this mistake you've made. I recommend in the future, however, to not repair those you do not know. I don't think you want to actually end up a criminal." a smirk comes from the bronzed battleship. "Look, we're not mad..." well they are "Just be careful in the future when you decide to repair strange things. Now come here and I'll remove that bracelet."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato turns her head around, "Then we'll have you talk to her once more, to see if you can have her end her operations in our area... and permanently." she turns back to the window and frowns, "William, you're dismissed."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:934|William Pauwel (934)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Look, if someone needs a helpin' hand, it's only right fer me t' give it, no matter who they are," Will replies, offering his bangled arm over towards the other battleship. "Iff'n I just ignored someone or somethin' on account'a them lookin' strange, then I'd be pretty poor Chaser."<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2016/04/02<br />
|Location=Great Ocean - Eastern Loop<br />
|Synopsis=Another assault... and this time, it took more than just the Abyssal Lives...<br />
|Cast of Characters=7, 290, 368, 385, 582, 637, 680, 685, 691, 714, 901, 939, 967<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's late afternoon, the sun is trying to hide itself behind the horizon, night will be setting upon the area soon and Nagato's fleet has already fully sortied out to the area. No special speech, no special anything, just Nagato, her fleet and the open ocean before them. "We're not sure what we're dealing with today, however, suspicions are here that we may be dealing with a transport fleet." she turns around, looking at the fleet behind. For those who can't skate on water or fly, Akitsumaru's with them and a few Daihatsu's ready armed with small arms.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kuma, you're in charge of our torpedo squadron, Natori and Shigure will be with you. I will need you three to be our fast fleet to scout ahead of us." she gives a brief nod, then turns to Kagurazaka and Amakasu. "You two will be with me once more. We will have Chitose with us for air support. Kongou, take Akitsumaru and those upon her daihatsu's, we're going to assault any supply bases they have here and we need your firepower."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Those else who are here are either on the Daihatsu's or have their own transportation here. "It's going to be time. All ships, head out, you have your orders!" she gives a brief nod, "We will be meeting together at the end of this to finish off this area. Good luck."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Night fall is normally the perfect time for a transport fleet to get to work. That isn't quite the case, however, when your enemy has obtained intelligence on your routes and movements, and decryption from the last strike on 'those others' would have yielded such a path, cutting right through the edge of the Curry Sea and flirting nightly with Fleet Daughter, and by proxy, Union-held territory. With pressure mounting from whispers of attacks and 'another Abyssal fleet', the convoys have also grown quite sizeable. One string of Abyssal ships, twenty Wa-class transports strong not counting their escorts, launches from a secluded (non-personified) supply depot, their lamps already glowing a muted teal green in the fading daylight. Most are otherwise a dull, gun metal grey and stark, weathered black, besides their pale, bloated bodies. Yet, the one in front seems slightly larger than the others, and possesses a golden glow around her.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wo, for the evening, is positioned further afield from the convoy, her aircraft in the air functioning as a primitive sort of AWACS, several flights of those sleek Abyssal fighters functioning as scout planes and scouring the nearby seas with radar. The Elite Tsu-class at her side is doing her own investigations via radar ranging, though her own potential is less far-reaching than that of the fighters. "...try-ing, to move all of this...at once," Wo figures, her mouth downturning into the slightest of frowns. "--I don't like it. But -- we have, no choice." The Tsu-class gurgles in agreement beneath her helmet. "Tell the es-corts to move, into screen-ing formations. ...sub-marines, as well. I will contact Elites, to be on stand-by." With that, a radio transmission is given via Confederate channels, to be on alert in case the supply route comes under attack. It isn't quite a call to action just yet, but Wo isn't one to sound alarms lightly. The possibility of something going down could be substantial.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"&lt;Leave It To Kongou!&gt;" comes the enthusiastic response. The afformentioned battleship thrusts a hand forward, thumb extended, one eye closed, "Whether it's a transport fleet or a supply base, I'll give it my all~!" Twisting, she brings that same arm overhead and then points, "&lt;Let's Go!&gt; Victory on the Dawn's Horizon~!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Beside the energetic battleship, Isuzu slowly draws her hand down her face with a nearly inaudible groan, "She hasn't fielded in a while, barring trips between Hikari and Boston. Forgive the ... abundance." Hand lowering, she gestures, "Come on, Akitsumaru, Akizuki. We have a battleship to keep out of trouble."<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"A-ah, yes." Without wasting further time, Akizuki falls in echelon behind Isuzu, who in turn forms up behind and to the right of Kongou, creating a staggered line formation with an opening at the end for Akitsumaru to bring up the rear.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I want all radars on high alert," Isuzu states in a calm tone, "Aircraft, surface contacts, and subsurface with sonar. These Abyssals like to ambush us with submarines, let's not give them the chance this time."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma listens to the briefing, then salutes to the battleship. "Kuma understands, kuma!" she replies, then looks at Natori and Shigure. "Line ahead formation, maintain spaccing, kuma." She then kicks off, and sets sail for the coordinates provided.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure mmns softly. "I will maintain radio contact with the rest of the fleet." she offers, as she falls into line with the two cruisers.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose is actually nowhere to be seen to start with. She does finally appear on the horizon, but she could be mistaken for Junyou, or maybe Hiyou from a distance. Her Ocean Fit-out has a much different silhouette than before. Bulky hull, with a completely flat top. She approaches the gathering point, before dissolving in a ball of light, the humanoid form standing where the ship once was. She's not sporting the backpack and launch rails this time. Instead, floating beside her is a wooden-seeming device with multiple covered openings, painted in the markings of a flight deck. "Remodelled Light Carrier, Chitose. Reporting for duty, Flagship."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:967|X (967)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Sometimes it just so happens that the distance between two warp gates is JUST odd enough that you may as well take the long route - it'll be faster in the end. This is why there's one lone blip on the radar right now that none of the more organized sorts can account for. whatever it is, it's metal, tiny, and moving REALLY DAMNED FAST across the waves.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But a pinpoint examination via telescope or similar reveals... a strange sight indeed.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It ain't an Abyssal. It's a blue dude (huh?), looks maybe like a robot except for the human face... riding a motorcycle? Well, a rocket cycle. The sleek Ride Chaser's built in a pretty heavy duty style for Reploid passengers, and is easily hitting speeds that most people wouldn't consider... safe. It hovers JUST over the water, high enough to avoid plowing into waves and skipping over the few that are tall enough to bother it!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;X, probably lost in thought, grips the controls and watches his onboard radar...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> Graf Zeppelin and the rest of the Sixth Support Squadron were here in full as well. This was an important operation, and everyone had to lend their hands. Down the last man...woman.... girl. Whatever. The german carrier turned around to face her squad once Nagato gave the main orders. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "You heard the Admiral." She eyes the other four evenly before her gaze settled on Naka. "Naka, you stay in the backlines and keep an eye on the proceedings. Support anyone who looks like they need the assistance." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naka smiled brightly and saluted. "Sir, Yes Sir! Leave it to me! I'll sing them a song so inspiring, the word 'lose' will be erased from their vocabulary!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graf Zeppelin nodded, completely ignoring the song part. She looked to Nenohi, Akebono, and Kasumi next. "Nenohi, Kasumi, Akebono. The three of you spread out and maintain a perimeter. Anything hostile gets in range, you turn it to ash. Kasumi, you're in charge. Maintain radio contact at all times." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Nenohi and Kasumi saluted. "Sir, Yes Sir! Leave it to Nenohi! When I'm finished with them, they won't even remember what day it is! And you know what day it is? It's-" BOP! Kasumi bonked Nenohi over the head. "Understood. No questions, Sir. We'll head out at onc-" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then came Akebono. "Wait, wait, WAIT! Why the fuck is Kasumi ALWAYS the leader!? She's complete garbage at handling this shit? I should be the leader!" She glared at her fellow destroyer, and then at Graf Zeppelin. "Make me the leader, or I'm not moving an inch-ARGH!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "That's enough out of you! This is an important sortie! Act like an adult for once in your stupid life!" Kasumi grabbed Akebono by the ear, pulling her along with Nenohi laughing and following. "We won't let you dooooown~!" Naka skated off to take her position as well, leaving Graf Zepplin to forge on ahead. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "...Will they really be okay?" She muttered to herself before pressing forward. "...I suppose I will just have to believe in them." That was a scary thought.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:290|Rebecca Chambers (290)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Standing attentively, Rebecca listens to the briefing with a blank stare on her face. It's not until the battleship is finished speaking that Rebecca renders a military salute and says, "Understood, Admiral! I'll move out now!" Fortunately, S.T.A.R.S. has provided her with a craft similar to that of a PT Boat, albeit with better weapons for this type of mission. Unfortunately, Rebecca can't operate one herself, so another S.T.A.R.S. operative has taken the controls for this mission while Rebecca herself sits behind manning the weapons. "After this mission is over, I'm going to see about getting myself a license to operate these things."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Taking a seat at the weapons station on the boat, Rebecca straps herself in before giving the signal to her operator to get going. "Don't get seasick now," She comments. "I didn't bring any Dramamine with me." She smirks a little as the operator laughs at the joke before beginning the advancement.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hoshi ended up nearly being late for this trip out into the open ocean. The past few days had been spent with her head buried in books and studying... It'd actally pretty much been luck that she'd switched on her radio and found out that something was happening at all. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But now she's here, in her uniform again, feeling the fresh sea air hitting her face again. It actually brings a smile to her lips... still a tiny bit tainted from her last experience on the water. She listens to Nagato's directives quietly withher arms folded, trying to think about how she should actually be fighting here. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Still probably going to be rusty on my cannons," she mutters to herself. "Shouldn't dive right in like I'm crazy this time, though..." She's left muttering until she notes that Nagato's done talking, and everyone's moving. "Ehh--R-right, on the way, Admiral!" It's perfect time to see the girls with Graf starting to squabble, too, which almost has Hoshi going to move between them before she hurriedly joins Nagato. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Sorry about that," Hoshi coughs quietly when she comes into a loose line-ahead with Nagato. "I won't keep getting distracted like I have been."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Special Light Cruiser Kagurazaka salutes Nagato as the admiral gives her orders, as well as nodding. As before, Elner is close enough to watch over her, with the rest of the Matrix of Light standing by - outside the operation area, but close enough to come to Yuna's aid in case disaster strikes. Of course, Yuna is hoping that nothing of the sort happens ... but it never hurts to have that extra layer to catch you when it does.<br /><br />It's been more than long enough since the first mission for Kagurazaka's equipment to be fully repaired, and even the fuku she wears underneath it has been mended (and cleaned). She's had a couple of training deployments since then, confirming that everything still works properly; the only thing she should have to worry about at this stage is the Abyssals.<br /><br />That doesn't keep her from feeling a little uneasy anyway ... but she forms up with Nagato, Chitose, and Amakasu without giving voice to her unease. If she only deployed when she *wasn't* worried about something, Kagurazaka would spend way too much time on dry land - and for that matter, Yuna wouldn't see nearly as much action as she *does*, the SDP notwithstanding.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa has been keeping her self useful to the Fleet, mostly in delivering supplies and the like, today it's not cargo hauling duty with the bluenose. Nope she's more looking like a shrine maiden today as she's going to be launching with the fleet itself to give what little support she can. She has a loaded quiver and she's tcarrying her bow as she looks to the Admiral and Kuma for a moment, before hse deploys out to sea hopefully nothing will go wrong today, right? What could go wrong? Well it's getting late and she switches ove to nightvision as the darkness settles into formation for the moment. She makes note of Kongou and her fleet along with Kuma and the small fleet she's leading. She gets her idea is general support. <br /><br /> &lt;&lt;X? These are the ladies I was telling you about a while back.&gt;&gt; <br /><br /> Kotone notes over a tight beam channel she also makes note that Hoshi is also back in action. <br /><br /> She also sends anotehr communication. <br /><br /> &lt;&lt;Admiral Nagato where do you want me?&gt;&gt;<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Yamakawa, join up with Kongou to provide air support. Graf Zeppelin, join behind me to provide air support. All ships, move." upon the order, Nagato briefly points in a few directions, having Kasumi go in one, sending Kongou in another direction, Kuma in a third and Nagato joining in the fourth direction, straight ahead. "Everyone, keep with radio contact." Nagato's own radar goes off when it spies X, an unknown entity heading towards the area. "Mmm.. unknown entity on the horizon."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Over the radios, she calls out, "Unidentified person, please respond. State your name and class. This is Admiral Nagato and you are in a volatile combat area. If you do not respond, we shall consider you a part of the Abyssal Fleet and will not hestiate to sink you. Please respond." With that out of the way, she continues forward. "Amakasu, Kagurazaka, Chitose. Line ahead formation. Kagurazaka, take the point, Amakasu, take the rear, Chitose behind me."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato looks ahead, taking a small breath. Unknown things ahead... but she's got her conviction. Soon, she'll have the Abyssal's supply line destroyed and with that, it will hopefully take a toll on them.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The advancing line of the Fleet Daughters and their allies would soon see radar returns just over the horizon. It's still a bit too early, at first, to determine the exact nature of what is being seen, much less acquire a firing solution, but the immense length of the column and the number of its members quickly becomes apparent. Almost two dozen large contacts and several smaller ones -- roughly light cruiser strength, on the latter. From the evidence, the intelligence was likely correct: They've stumbled across a very large and well organized transport fleet. Crushing this would not only deprive the Abyssal fleet and their immediate Confederate co-conspirators of precious resources and equipment, but some might even prove reclaimable. Yet, a fleet of that size isn't likely to be lightly guarded. It seems it was a good decision to bring this much firepower to bear against what would normally be a relatively lightweight affair.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hydrophones make no such contacts, just yet. If there are submarines in the area, they are not making a lot of noise to be detected, and are waiting at the sea floor among the natural variation in terrain. It is actually there that, upon approach, Yari would find them amidst some natural corals. A gang of four women that look straight out of a Japanese horror film, pale and with long black hair wafting in the sea currents. Three have what look like re-breather masks affixed to their faces, but the fourth forgoes such contrivances; instead what marks her as different is the red glow around her body, and the hydrodynamic-styled peaked helmet atop her head. Each turn glowing eyes toward her; wordless save for some bubbling gas from their breathing apparatus and mouths, but seemingly eager to go stalking prey should it appear. And appear it does. The Abyssal fighters would be heard first, more than seen: Their jet screeches echoing in the air immediately above the Union positions, as well as their suddenly excited buzzing sounds between each other. Their stark green exhaust cuts across the sky, immediately beginning to turn back. Shooting at them isn't likely to prevent the detection at this point, but at least would trim the air cover.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Back beyond the lines, the Wo-class carrier's frown deepens. It's time to put in the call, then. She hates it when she's right, sometimes.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> Yari has a mission, and she'll not shirk it. She's still not quite fully versed in tactics at sea, but stealth is stealth, and Wo had something in mind regardless. Thus, the ninja donned a wetsuit, and headed out to form up with the submarines through judicous use of ninjutsu and good old fashioned swimming. <br /><br /> She checks her oxygen tank just in case, even as she holds with the submarines' defensive pattern. The Au'Ra doesn't take point, instead letting the leader of the pack take point. She'll explain her plan to the submarines as best she can: the subs prowl on her orders while she provides illusions, and in the case of heavy resistance, additional fire support should they encounter Elites. <br /><br /> From her tone, she's betting on Wo's intuition being right. <br /><br /> Meanwhile, she makes several handseals, illusions settling in over them to make them seem that much more like natural sea life. With any luck, it might even fool radar to some extent.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>It didn't take being a genius to know there would be another strike against the Abyssals. If anything, the last attack by the Fleet Daughters that accidentally unearthed a different Abyssal fleet was a nice big warning that they were going on a more offensive approach to matters. Time and place were irrelivant in the short run, knowing was all one needed to begin planning.<br /><br />And as the Multiverse has been taught in recent months, having time to plan is when one Tesla Armadia is arguably the most dangerous.<br /><br />Naval combat was not a topic she was exceptionally familiar with, but it was not hard to adapt what she did know to, either. Which could be why the vehicle that comes cruising over the waves in response to Wo's call looks like it could very much take off into space as it is speeding across the ocean surface. Seeing as it was been propelled by what look like large engines in the back instead of boat rotors, that might not be far off.<br /><br />Tesla was at home in the control center all the same, operating the craft through her powers as well as physical controls. The technopath's mind was at one with the alloys and circuits around her, operating almost as if an extension of her own body somehow. As it approaches the Abyssal convoy Tesla waves one hand, bringing several virtual displays to life around her. Wo desires better aerial survelliance? So be it. One motion, a mental command, and it's done.<br /><br />Hatches open to deploy a good two dozen or so smaller forms into the air as the elaborate craft comes into view. The tactical recon drones are little more than flying sensors with wings that give them a wedge shape. Almost like minature remote control stealth bombers, abiet without the bombs. Supposedly. Instead of opening up any sort of attack they sweep sensors over the water around them, taking in enemy numbers to build tactical analysis transmitting back to 'home', from which Tesla can relay to the rest of the Confederate forces.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> The chunky green armor has practically become Sanary's standard wear at sea, hasn't it? Just her luck that every time she's been out to sea, she's been attacked by planes, ships, ship girls, and ship girls launching planes at her. It's probably of little surprise to anyone that she's fully armored again tonight, hovering low over the water with her legs pointed at odd angles and wobbling occasionally to keep her steady. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Indeed, the healer's 'sailing' with the Abyssals again today, but she's only got her Charge Blade and its shield with her instead of her frequent two-or-three shield combo! Is she trying something different again today? Apparently so, since she's not taking to the sky just yet, although she does rise a few meters higher to start scanning the path that the transports are heading in, her eye glinting briefly as magic funnels into it. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &lt;&lt;"I think... I got something for this, actually."&gt;&gt; She murmurs over the radio as the night-vision matrix in her eye activates, drawing a light wince from the wash of green hitting her eye. Once that initial shock wears off, however, Sanary starts rising further into the air to follow those Abyssal fighters and Tesla's drones to get a better look at what they're dealing with today. With any luck, she'll be able to relay back the same sort of information using nothing more than good ol' eyesight!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose nods to Nagato, and falls in behind the Battleship. The large standing Theatre hovers along beside her, almost like the construct is self propelling, akin to the familiars of a certain set of destroyers.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As Abyssal aircraft zoom overhead, two doors open on the theatre, and spew forth flights small toy aircraft, painted white. They expand out to the normal 'model' size of a Land Fit-out aircraft, engines roaring to life as they pitch up and angle to intercept the Abyssal craft. "Zero, Launch! Ready first attack wave!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma's fleet are flanking out far from the main group, attempting to get ahead of the column and cross its T, where their torpedoes and gun batteries will be most effective. Shigure frowns a little though, "I don't like this... The sonar is too quiet."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Roger!" Kagurazaka responds, picking up a bit of speed to settle into the lead position in the formation. Line ahead is pretty simple, a straight line from front to back - and since Kagurazaka is in the lead, she just has to keep going in a fairly straight line and let the rest of her 'fleet' keep in line behind her.<br /><br />Although the formation will likely come apart when they have to go into evasive maneuvers.<br /><br />She's already made sure her equipment fairies are ready - cannons loaded, torpedoes ready in case they're needed, even the anti-aircraft machine guns on her rigging are prepped to fire. And the sound of Abyssal fighter planes ... is not something she's going to forget. Possibly not ever, but certainly not soon. That buzzing noise, stirring up terrible memories as it drifts across the ocean's surface, is enough to bring Kagurazaka to full alertness, watching the sky as she elevates her turrets; she spots the planes before they're within her effective firing range, and there are a few *clunks* from her turrets as the shells are swapped out for something better-suited.<br /><br />By the time her cannons have been re-loaded with the right sort of ammo, the Abyssal planes are *ALMOST* in her range - and Kagurazaka starts firing immediately, anticipating that the time it takes her shells to fly will give the enemy planes time to enter her effective range. As usual, her main guns don't fire simultaneously, either - giving up the benefits of saturation fire, in exchange for spreading her firepower out across the reloading period. Only once all five of her turrets have launched their shells does she let the anti-air machine guns open up - and anything which got past her opening barrage ...<br /><br />Well, that's at least partly why she's not alone out here, isn't it?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa has her orders to go aid Kongou and the rest of her escorts she already reaching for her quiver to get several scout planes notched and up in the air, soon five of them are in the air scouting ahead she'll soon launch several fighters as wlel but seems to be holding off on the bombers for a moment until she has a better idea of what they are all facing.. She want to not misdeploy her her forces after all she's only got so many planes she can deploy after all. <br /><br /> She'll fall in with Kongou and those escorting her as she skates across the water to keep up with them.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:290|Rebecca Chambers (290)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>As the S.T.A.R.S. boat falls into position, Rebecca's bringing up the targeting systems on her weapons station and making sure all weapons are ready to go at a moment's notice. At the same time, she calls out to her boat's operator, "Secure yourself! This could get nasty at any moment!" The operator obliges, double-securing themselves for combat. Meanwhile, Rebecca is checking her sonar carefully to ensure that she's not caught off-guard. She feels a slight twinge of uneasiness in herself, but she shakes it off, knowing that this is her chance to shine as a naval operative!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"They'll come to us, and we'll be ready," Rebecca says to herself with a slight smile. "I'll prove that I'm capable of just about anything!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:967|X (967)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Picking up an IFF he wasnt' expecting out here in the boonies, X blinks, shaken out of his deep thoughts and brought back to full attention on the matter at hand. but before he can respond to Kotone...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A rather disturbing ultimatum reaches his radio pickup. Analog signal, of all things, but understandable.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;X throttles down to half his previous speed with a frantic motion and scans the seas more thoroughly with while he composes a reply. His optics work overtime to zoom in, but they're not exactly optimized for SUPER long distances... still, he can see movement on the horizon, and it looks like... "Those aren't ships...?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ahem.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tapping his head-helmet, the blue robot responds, "Not sure what you mean by class, but my name is X, representing Cain Labs from Arcadia. I have nothing to do with any Abyssal Fleet! ... do remember reading about them before embarking though. Seems my path to the next warp gate lead right into trouble." After a brief, yet rather agonizing pause following another glance across the oceanic horizon...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well. Yet another conflict, it seems...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'Do I want to get involved in this?'<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The question echoes and bounces around in his head. Having read up on the threat the Abyssals pose to all human sea travel in this world, strange as they are... and what Kotone was saying.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So over the radio he asks, "Do you need assistance?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In response to Kotone, he radios back, &lt;&lt;It's just one kind of trouble after another that you're getting into. What a small Multiverse this is.&gt;&gt; At least his voice is just a TOUCH on the lighter and polite side, but there's a hint of exasperation too.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leaning outboard of her turn, Kongou accellerates to her top speed, hands lowering to rest on her hips while she shifts slightly with the skating motion of her sailing. Her turrets already rotate, traversing forward and elevating to either side, "Hmm~hmm~... We'll circle around on the side and attack at long range while the center force draws their attention~!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Easier targets broadside," Isuzu mutters, checking her weaponry briefly. The radar screens on her headband twitch, prompting her to look up a split second after the third member of the Fourth Mobile.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Enemy aircraft!" Akizuki declares, raising an arm to point. At her sides, the Choujuucentihou-chans swivel their heads and elevate their guns. Before the destroyer girl can even issue the order, the ten centmeter guns open fire in a rapid sucession, filling the sky around the Abyssal scout planes with air-burst flak shells.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Raising her own weapon, hand-held, Isuzu's 12.7 centimeter guns open fire as well, swiveling on their mount to track the fleeing aircraft. On either side, the smaller three-barrelled autocannons also open up, though the altitude makes them fairly ineffective, "--Tch..!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"If they've already found us~," Kongou begins, drawing a hand back, "Then let's &lt;Say Hello~!&gt;" To punctuate it, she throws her hands out, and the battleship's batteries are not aimed at the fleeing recon planes. Rather, they're aimed at the distant formation, and announce themselves with a concussive blast and a burst of smoke.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Three~! Two~! One~!" At the end of Kongou's countdown, the shells descend on the convoy, but never hit the water. About fifty meters above water, the broadside detonates, hurlng cones of incendiary magnesium and shrapnel in downward arcs into the heart of the formation.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> "Understood. Beginning sortie." Graf Zeppelin responded, falling in place behind Nagato, alongside Chitose. She narrowed her eyes at the enemy aircraft in the sky and smirked. "...Very well." Her hand reached into one of her card pouches, pulling out a deck of cards. She shuffled them quickly and then spread her arms, causing the array of cards to follow in an arc. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her flight deck shifted around, facing forward as several cards slotted themselves into the back. Then she directed an arm forward. "Do not waste any time. Launch!" And with several bursts of light, a number of Bf109 Fighters came into existence, soaring through the skie and charging on forward. Once in acceptable range, they began opening fire, not about to lose the chance. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kasumi meanwhile skated across the sea with Akebono and Nenohi in tow, circling around the hot zone and attempting to stay out of range while scoping out the enemy and their fixtures. Nenohi was perfectly content to hum to herself and follow along, but Akebono just frowned and grumbled and frowned some more. So boring! When were they going to able to blow shit up? Thats what they were made for right? Obviously! But no, she followed Kasumi's lead for now. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Insubordination now could potentially topple everything in a chain reaction. She wasn't *dumb* now.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hey, she'd guessed the formation right! Not quite her position, though. So, Hoshi cuts back on her engines to let the others pull ahead of her, then re-engages to catch up. For a few minutes, there was only the sounds of the people and engines around her, something that Hoshi took some comfort in. Then, she started hearing the pings. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's abundantly clear to her how many enemies are out there floating right now. And, she had no idea what ping represented what. Not at this distance, anyway. Going in blind to a fight was one of the worst things, along with all the bloodshed and carnage. Hoshi decided this as she grit her teeth, on edge from the sound of the planes above. She's no help with those. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So Hoshi ends up switching from her radar to her sonar to help the search there. While she listens intently, she takes her locket out from her shirt and pops it open. Her hair tie sword is still holding up her hair. "Kambei, Heihachi, Kyuzo... Please help me again. You too, Rosamond."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> As the fleet of Kuma's compatriots splits off from the main group to attack, so too does Yari and her newfound submarine compatriots! Two of the subs break off to hit the left flank of the approaching fleet, and the rest make a slightly more diagonal frontal assault. They wait until they get close. Very close. Then Yari gives the signal. <br /><br /> Where once there was simple dolphins (and a jellyfish, in poor So-class-chan's case!), there are suddenly torpedoes being launched. A few handseals, and those already deadly munitions begin to spark as lightning ninjutsu covers their armaments, combining mechanical explosives with magic to bring to bear against Kuma's fleet! <br /><br /> This does mean Yari's illusion is easier to see through, though!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yes, the fleet is working as the well oiled machine she's made it. Though when X's convo comes into her own radio, she gives a nod. "Understood, we could use your assistance if you're willing to help, radio frequency has been opened for you. Please join it." With that out of the way, she gives a brief nod, "All ships. Find victory on the dawn's horizon!" she gives a frown as her turrets turn, readying up some standard shells in her turrets. With everything that's going on, she's not a hundred percent sure what she's dealing with.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Amakasu's inital report was quite a few ships but no proper class types yet. "I need scouts in the air to show what we're dealing with, immediately! We know one carrier is confirmed but no specific types. Spread out, press on, end this supply chain!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma, Natori and Shigure are far out from the main force. It comes too late, when the illusion finally fades and Shigure's sonar comes alive with contacts... it's far too late. The torpedoes come barreling in at the Destroyer, and she cowers back, bringing up her arms to shield herself as the snapping tube-shaped explosives leap out of the water to try and latch on before exploding...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma reacts fast, though. She interposes and takes the hits directly with her body, coming out of the explosion with her legs half-way under the water, and her uniform shredded, rigging smoking from internal fires. "For Kuma to get into such a state... it's unforgivable, kuma."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The order from the Flagship is to press on... and so, with some angrily thrown depth charges at the origin and area around where those torpedoes came from, the three ships continue, pushing on while Kuma trails a black, billowing cloud of smoke.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chitose points forward, adding another wing of aircraft to follow Graf's BF109s out. These are green aircraft, sporting a bomb-load under their central fuselage. "First Attack Wave deployed! Zeros, provide cover!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Abyssal fighters, for whatever reason, don't seem that inclined to fight. Instead, they are heading back directly over the convoy's lines, apparently to somewhere farther behind. They do make conservative efforts to dodge the fire of the incoming, and far more freshly supplied, Zeroes and Masserschmitts, but between that and the concentrated anti-air bursts aimed in their direction, it's not a great day to be an Abyssal fighter that's in need of refueling. On the up side, it does make their airframes lighter, so two of the flight do manage to pull ahead and escape, with pock marks grazing their sleek, black shells. Three others succumb to a combination of factors, all flak and air-to-air related; what one might expect to be thick, black smoke from a raging fire instead more of a thin wisp from sparks, as there was little fuel to actually catch fire. Instead, they appear to have mechanical failures, plummeting with troubled turbine whines into the water.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The yet-distant convoy, itself, manages to hold its formation, despite the harassment by way of Kongou's beehive rounds. While there is some buzzing and gurgling sounds of nervousness, the Wa-class transport that's in the lead seems to manage to keep them in line, figuratively and literally. The burning sensation will let up after they get to their next base stop and get some ointment to put on it, and they WILL make it. Not willing to take all of this harassment passively, either, that lead Transport actually opens up with fire of her own. From the bulbous main 'body', several hatches open up, revealing a surprising repertoire of bristling guns, both 5-inch and 6-inch mounts to scale. While they wouldn't be effective on those further afield, they as well as the guns of the Abyssal light cruisers level to engage Nenohi, Akebono and Kasumi's approach. They either haven't noticed Kuma and company's approach, or they don't have the spare guns to trade shells.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;On the other hand, those two Ta-class aren't going to let those type 3 shells' insult go by. The serpentine 16 inch mounts appear from within their capes, training on Kongou's group and giving their answer to how they feel about having their hair and capes singed. They...thankfully don't really wear much to otherwise be set on fire, having shopped at the same store as Shimakaze, apparently. Elsewhere, a flight of dive bombers erupts from the Wo-class carrier's flight deck, sprouting quickly to two meters in width, as the surviving fighters limp back. It's quite possible that the bombers will encounter stiff resistance on their way, but with how quickly this attack happened, they need to be ready to mount a counter.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>With so much firepower being flung into the air it is little surprise that some of the recon drones get caught in it as well. But the drones are aware of the expendable mortality, and their pieces plunge into the water in the dying satisfaction of knowing they had done their part in establishing the strategic view of the naval theater breaking into conflict.<br /><br />Not that anyone other than the Technopath hears their final salutations. Tesla frowns faintly, but this is why she depatched several groups of the drones, knowing loss to gunfire was an inevitable casualty. They were simple but efficient machines that accepted their suicidal role with mechanical determination. They caught that someone was launching aircraft for the enemy through to her, so their sacrifice was not in vain. "Best do something about that. Stratos? Make their flight plans... unpleasant."<br /><br />A hatchway atop the craft clatters open, followed by a lift rising into place. It appears to be some kind of turret, but instead of the typical artillery barrels that would be expected it sports a pair of what looked like electrical coils and antennae in their place. "That's the thing about being out at sea," Stratos remarks mainly to herself as she pulls her goggles down and then takes the controls of the weapon as it's swiveling in the direction of launching aircraft. Arcs of current crackle around the glowing coils, and it doesn't take long for the ionization in the air to start to become noticable with that tingly, staticy build up.<br /><br />Stratos takes aim, waiting for as many of the Abyssal fighters to get back as possible before pulling the trigger to fire before the next wave is launched. The air around Tesla's ship is briefly light up as the weapon discharges a vicious forking bolt of lighting! A threat to the enemy planes as it spears through the air, and certainly dangerous to anyone near Kotone and Kongou's positions if they're unfortunately close to where the lightning hits the water's surface and violently discharges.<br /><br />"There's always a storm brewing," Stratos finishes her witty remark smugly. Nevermind no one can really hear her up there, it's what supervillains do.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Natori blinks and lets out a surprised shock as Kuma's hit with the torpedo. Trying to interpose herself between Shigure and more torpedoes, she ends up taking a hit herself as well, the explosion sending up a massive wave of water over her and sending her knee depth into the water. "Wh.. where is everyone?!" she cries out, almost in a panic, "I.. .I'm hit!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Those sea creatures that sonar technician fairies, even the terrible ones that don't plug in their headsets, would normally be trained to ignore...they weren't sea creatures at all! Surprise, it was not a gigantic Man-o-War, it was I, So-class! Having been effectively masked from sonar detection until they stalked their way into firing position, they suddenly surface and shed their illusions. Oh, the sonars, AND radars, are absolutely ringing now. They waste no time firing their enhanced torpedoes, from their carried, mawed launchers. They confirm at least one hit and radio it back to their allies, before they once again aim to quickly submerge, hoping that the shock of the attack will give them the chance to dive and separate before the inevitable depth charges follow. Around that time, the dive bombers' jet screeching can be heard closeby, and they make a steep turn, apparently having heard the brief radio burst of a confirmed hit and are either heading to confirm it -- or finish off the attack of opportunity.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa has also been suprised by X's own IFF but she thought it was best to give him a contact. She won't force X into anything he doesn't want to get mixed up in after all. She replies back to him. <br /><br /> &lt;&lt;I been helping the Hikari fleet for a while X, I tend to get around a lot it's just kinda of the person I have become. I just can't often sit by and do nothing, but it's up to you if you get involved or not. I'd never think about forcing you into anything.&gt;&gt; <br /><br /> She'll leave it there s she directs her own fighters after the fleeing aircraft and launches several more to join the first group. <br /><br /> She deploys some dive bombers now as well, pulling back on the bow and letting each arrow fly as she does to deploy them. The planes will move in to support Kongou and the rest. <br /><br /> "If you need anything else in the air Kongou just call for it!" <br /><br /> As the Abyssals get into it she's launching a flight of torpedo bombers. She's got a bit better with how she's drawing the bow, but she still needs work. <br /><br /> However STratos is now on the job and targeting her from the looks of it. She's not quite quick enough to evade the discharge of lightning and lets out a cry as the discharge rakes across her body. She's still afloat thankfully but that had to have hurt a hell of a lot.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma hears those engines... but she ignores them. Instead, she turns, presenting her broadside to the Transport Fleet, and drops as many torpedoes as she can manage into the water, aiming them ahead of the convoy as a final farewell.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure follows suit, but turns her guns skywards as her torpedoes launch. Cannons fire, belching smoke, and filling the are with flak shells. Eyes wide, her breathing becoming rapid and shallow. "I can't hold them..." she looks at the cruisers.. they won't survive a bombing run... "No... not again... NO!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tears well up in the Destroyers eyes, as she unleashes everything she has at the incoming bombers... until Kuma says something to her. Soft but carrying. "Go, Shigure... you have to survive. Tell the Admiral, 'Fear not, our goal is achieved.'"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:967|X (967)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&lt;&lt;It's robots that do most of the heavy lifting and dangerous work for humans where I'm from. Seeing so many people constantly putting themselves in danger is really strange! You're one brave cyborg. Just stay safe out there! I'm moving to assault the Abyssal escorts.&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After a rather heated radio exchange... and a second pass of his optics, verifying that the Abyssals aren't a 'fleet' in his sense of the word so much as a LOT of monsters ambling along on the ocean surface and probably below... (and over half of the 'Hikari Fleet' different only in the cuteness department), he's left gaping.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oooookay. So there won't be any attempt to board an enemy ship here and capture the bridge after subduing a monstrous crew. "When the files said vengeful ghost ships... I was expecting actual ships. Big vehicles. What am I looking at?" Despite being a robot, even X can FEEL there is something just... WRONG about the Abyssals.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;X detours upon spotting a lot of... what he quickly deduces to be bombers, hitting full throttle again! Targeting reticles in his H.U.D. form and lock onto the strange craft, providing predictive telemetry for the X-Buster his right hand quickly becomes. He raises the arm-cannon skyward on approach, but without his left hand to stabilize it his rate of ACCURATE fire's kind of crappy. The instant he's in range he sends barrages of shots towards the bombers.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At this range the buster's shots will end up pretty diffused and do far less damage than they ought to, but he's hoping that smacking them around at ALL will get the bombers changing course or targets or SOMETHING. Drawing aggro is a legitimate strategy!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>From their climb, the bombers suddenly dive. No less than two cruisers are absolutely smoldering wrecks -- or would be if they weren't also girls, in this case. They don't anticipate much return fire from those two, and it's left purely to Shigure to try and hold them off. Panicked bursts nail two of the bombers, which drop their bombs ineffectively as they begin trailing smoke, and crash into the sea near to the formation. Unfortunately, three are still in the air, their approach almost unstoppable at this point, as at the perfectly timed point in their dive, the bombs fall away from their airframes toward the two crippled girls. As their collective torpedoes speed away at the approaching transport column, there is nothing the planes can do about those, but they can have their revenge. And as the bombs impact, it might be a small mercy that the entire area is engulfed in an inferno that can be easily, visually witnessed even from positions further afield.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> Graf Zeppelin narrowed her eyes as the Abyssal Fighters retreated. ...Odd. Perhaps they were low on resources? Tch, fine. What else needed immediate attention right about no- "......." She paused in her thoughts, eyes locked on a form flying in the sky. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The form of Sanary Rondel. Graf Zeppelin smirked as she angled her turrets upwards in the healer's direction. "Sanary Rondel, I see you have yet to surrender." And then each one of her cannons fired, sending their shells straight up at the one eyed flyer. "Allow me to force you to do just that." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And meanwhile, Kasumi, Nenohi, and Akebono all froze as those guns were turned straight on them. "......Oh shit-" Akebono muttered. "Move, move! Evasive Maneuvers! And then return fire!" Kasumi cried next. "On it! Nenohi followed up, and all three of them broke formation, scattering as the shells struck the water, blasting their general area. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Argh! Fuck!" Akebono growled as a portion of her fitout was blown off. Kasumi skirted by with little damage, but Nenohi took a huge hit dead on, trailing smoke from her equipment. "Ah! T-This is bad...Nenohi doesn't feel so good..." Kasumi grit her teeth but looked forward. "Unload everything you have! Go!" And in unison, the three let loose a combined burst of cannonfire onto their enemies, aiming to blast a wide area before the enemy could mount a second volley.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma looks up at the bombers, staring defiantly as the bombs drop. "Chief... I will finally see you again, right?" she says softly, before she's engulfed in a towering pillar of explosive flame.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<span class=" bold_fg_r bg_n ++ hr">ALLIED CRUISER FOUNDERED.</span><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure stares with wide, doe-like eyes as her friend and Flagship vanishes before her... She drops the right cannon-fa, the mechanical arm lashing out to catch it before it sinks... and reaches out as tears roll down her face... She looks about to collapse... before something snaps inside of her.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Eyes covered by shadow, the Destroyer turns, letting out a PING of Sonar so intense it would likely cause ringing in the ears of anyone close by.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Found you."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns, kicking off to chase down the fleeing submarines, hands moving rapidly to grab and fling little grenade-like Depth charges at the sonar contacts, expending her entire ammo supply on a strafing deployment, before turning to evacuate the combat zone.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> Well, that went ass-up rather quickly. Spotting those explosions in the distance and nearby, Sanary descends somewhat to still be hovering above the transport fleet, but no so high as to get caught up with the fighters and other aircraft. Switching her night-vision matrix off, the flying brick starts channelling that magical energy into the Fire matrix next. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Ships aren't good with fire, right? Right. All the more reason to start firing explosive heat blasts widely at the water's surface! If... Wildly means only one at the shipgirls at the perimeter of the main fleet before a shell whizzes right past her head, anyway. It's almost as if she was about to try corraling them in instead of just trying to hit them directly. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Did Sanary finally learn strategy? Alas, the world will never know as her attention is instead focused on- <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Graf... Graf. You always have to do this, huh?" Bracing that shield in front of her, she winces as a shell hits it dead center and sends her flying back before finally righting herself, a pained wheeze escaping her at the force of the shell and the explosion going straight into her arm. "Rrghn... I'm not surrendering today! /You/ can surrender to me, and I'll..." <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shit. She had something witty for this. "I'll... Treat like a regular prisoner of war, I guess! With food and... Stuff." That wasn't a witty retort at all. What might be wittier is how she leans forward to angle the anklets properly, then practically rockets herself directly at Graf Zeppelin with her shield prepared for ramming and her sword poised for a follow-up stab! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; No, that wasn't really witty, either.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> With the initial hit and run successful, Yari is quick to keep pace with the retreating submarines. Kuma goes down in a flash of flame thanks to those bombers, even as X tears them up. But there's one more shipgirl ready to destroy. And it's for situations like this that she came along with the submarines. From the darkness of the water, Yari briefly surfaces as those depth charges are thrown! Her hand flicks, and there's several kunai with papers tied to them. A swift throw! Three bladed weapons go straight for some of the depth charges, while two more kunai are tossed! One final follow-up changes the angle of another kunai, to best have a nice spread to catch as many as she can! <br /><br /> Then, those explosive tags go off. Yari quickly submerges again, trying to catch up with the submarines, ready to find more prey.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There are certain things that no one should ever get used to seeing. From where she was, there was nothing Hoshi could've done to stop the attack on Kuma, Shigure, and Nenohi. The sudden blast of heat and fire from the location makes her jaw drop and her body nearly go completely slack. "Miss Kuma... Miss Shigure, Miss Natori!" Hoshi has to close her eyes and look away from the devastation. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That doesn't stop it from behing imprinted on her vision. For a moment, the longing to just run away in face of the awfulness of it all fills her very soul. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;One eye gets forced open, then the other, and her lips press into a tight line. Running away wouldn't save her, or anyone else here. There was only one thing to do. So she reaches up to untie her hair and let it flow out in the wind. She doesn't bother to transform it yet, but instead starts barking the moment she's in range of the transports. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Kambei, fire! Heihachi, fire!" Her guns explode loudly in her ears, sending shells spiraling for the transport's ugly faces. Meanwhile, she kicks up her engines to start speeding up, preparing for her sword charge. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I won't forgive you for what you've done!" Hoshi roars in defiance to her opposition.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>If the Abyssal aircraft aren't trying to engage, there are only a couple of possible explanations. Maybe they aren't armed for anti-ship (or anti-kanmusu) combat ... or maybe they were only sent out to get a better look at the attackers coming in after the convoy, and were recalled upon contact, instead of the Abyssal 'commander' letting them get shot down. Either way, it's somewhat worrisome to Kagurazaka.<br /><br />And she abruptly has a LOT more to worry about, like the fact that a bunch of her friends and allies are abruptly in an AWFUL lot of danger. Kuma and Natori, Nenohi and Akebono ... she might not know all of them *well*, but they're her allies - and for Yuna Kagurazaka, that might as well be written 'friends'.<br /><br />She's still thinking that when a massive explosion erupts at Kuma's location, and Kagurazaka flinches noticeably. Her turrets are reloaded; her torpedoes are ready; the transports are ahead of her and there's little in the way of immediate resistance.<br /><br />"I don't care who you are ... Abyssal, Confederate, demon or angel ... !"<br /><br />Kagurazaka picks up speed, her gaze skimming across the sky, then back, in search of hostile air cover - and then drops to focus on the convoy again as she goes to flank speed, barreling straight in.<br /><br />"DON'T! HURT! MY *FRIENDS!!!!*"<br /><br />She opens fire, staggered shots from each turrets - shrapnel rounds for the initial wave, but the reloads are the heaviest anti-ship rounds she's been issued, and she goes through at least *three* waves of cannonfire on her approach run, then pivots to one side, launching torpedoes, before pivoting the other way and kicking the torpedoes out from THAT side, letting her turrets give further voice to her anger all the while. She has two on each side, plus one hand-wielded gun, so she isn't really suffering from a shortage of firepower.<br /><br />Only when she's temporarily completely out of munitions does she wheel about and turn away from the Abyssal ships, zig-zagging erratically to try and defy incoming fire. She should probably have been pulling evasive moves like that when she STARTED her attack run, admittedly ...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:290|Rebecca Chambers (290)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>With the operator heeding Rebecca's previous directions, they proceed to maneuever carefully as things get hectic. Fortunately, Rebecca's not seasick, but she is boiling like a pot! She grips her gun with a fierce grip and grits her teeth. "I won't have you hurting them!" Rebecca yells out. "No one hurts my allies or my friends! NO ONE!" Rebecca may seem like a young girl, but piss her off and this happens!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You're gonna pay big time!" She says as she opens fire at the ships. Her guns may not be as powerful as the others, but it should at least leave an impression. "YAAAAH!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Natori's eyes widen... then turn down.. "I've sunk a lot of ships already... I guess... this would have happened sooner or later..." the bombs make their mark and send the Nagara-class light cruiser back and down under... the one thing floating from her is that white headband she wore. And with Shigure's retreat and Kuma's sink... Nagato holds her position, letting her cruiser and destroyer overtake her. "..." is all that comes from the Admiral. Looking down at the ocean, what did she do...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"All ships..." she starts... "Finish them off and we'll go home.." she takes a brief moment. Sending a tightband message to Shigure, &lt;&lt;I'm sorry.&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Amakasu's already going in, and then there's Kagurazaka who's doing the exact same, both are extremely angry. And here... Nagato's turrets make an angry sound and she takes off behind them. "Raaaaaaaaaaah!" a loud bang of Type 1 Armor Peircing shells are sent through the air towards the Transport Fleet, time for Nagato to get into this, "You sunk two of my girls... two that I cared about... YOU ARE NO LONGER AUTHORIZED TO LIVE!" the reload happens and another rapport of shells are sent!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Flagship, the torpedo squadron..!" Akizuki cranes her neck across the formation, though the incoming aircraft are too far out for her protective umbrella to reach. Her brows knit, hesitation clouding her thoughts, before she finally turns away. The torpedo launcher on her back swivels, launching a spread of five long-range Type 93 torpedoes as she goes. The enemy is overall just too far out for her 10 centimeter guns to reach.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Damnit, why aren't they--!" Isuzu meanwhile has the honor of watching the situation unfold with both her eyes and her radar. "Natori-- get back! Why are you still advancing like that--!" The explosion in the distance prompts her to flinch, eyes squeezed shut. Her guns go silent, though, and the girl lists out of formation, pigtails fluttering and unresponsive.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In the space of only a few seconds, the bright smile has vanished from Kongou's face. The normally energetic battleship has shifted to serious mode, her brows forming a straight, line, her eyes laser focused. The offputting part is that she's still smiling, "Oh, so it's a real war, you want, now~?" Her hands raise, fingers flexing before closing into fists. On either side, her guns elevate, reloaded. Radars swivel as she scans through the radar contacts until she finds the largest, most flat-topped enemy vessel in the formation.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Extreme Range~... That's no problem for me!" Fists still clenched, Kongou draws her elbows back in a ratcheting motion that sets off her cannons, enveloping the girl in a cloud of black, burned cordite with enough force to hurl armor-piercing shells to the furthest extent of her range. Guided by her radar and an educated guess, Kongou's target isn't immediately clear for those who lack her Type 32 long range surface radar.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The enemy aircraft carrier.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You think you're &lt;Safe~?" The battleship's gaze lowers, casting her eyes in shadow, "You won't escape once I lock on to you~..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The transports are coming under increasing fire. The ones that aren't surrounded in a glowing, golden aura seem basically like sitting ducks, relying entirely on the screen of similarly-monstrous light cruisers (http://kancolle.wikia.com/wiki/Light_Cruiser_Ho-Class http://kancolle.wikia.com/wiki/Light_Cruiser_To-Class) and significantly more humanoid Ta-class battleships for their protection. Unfortunately, the light cruisers aren't well equipped for a battle of long-range shelling exchange, among other suddenly incoming and harassing fire, and while they had seen success counter-harassing Kasumi's group's position, they are quickly becoming inundated.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For example, the torpedoes that Kuma's torpedo group had managed to fire off earlier -- normally, torpedo attacks at range don't have a high degree of accuracy, but the transport lines are nothing if not predictable. There is very little evasive action they can actually take as a group without separating from their screeners. The Abyssal cruisers seem consigned to this, and the already damaged among them interpose their bodies as (in)human shields for the transport column. Those that don't outright explode slow in the water even more dramatically. Unfortunately, their actions don't absorb every one of them: Two of the transports near the head of the formation get struck solidly at the water line, causing them to immediately take on water, before the flames spread to the fuel they were carrying. It isn't a pretty sight, not that they were already. One also impacts a Ta-class' leg, causing her to kneel low in the water, and having to awkwardly adjust the shells she's returning.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;X's fire at the bombers, though it proves too late to prevent them from dropping their payload, does catch them at just the right time in their climb that they can't really bank or roll away from it. They are relatively small targets at a distance, but it's close enough to cause their airframes to shatter and begin billowing more of that smoke. They stall out of their climb as the fire spreads to their engines, and they suddenly plummet before they can begin harassing the surviving Shigure with fire from their cannon. For the moment, there are no Abyssal fighters or bombers in the air -- which makes things even more troublesome for the transport convoy itself.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>That was not quite as effective as one would hope. Sure, Kotone got disposed for the moment by the lightning blast, but there were still attackers in the air, bombers being added to it, and now actual the Elite themselves were coming in for the so-called kill. Stratos ducks down behind the weapon platform for a moment as fliers buzz overhead, snapping open her comm. &lt;&lt;Boss, I think we're going to need more firepower out here. I can't whip up a tropical storm without putting our allies at risk too.&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;Understood... Can you at least pester that plane launcher a bit more?&gt;&gt; Tesla replies, frowning a bit. Thoughts dance through the system networks, calculating possible adjustments to strategy. Switchs the channel to just between herself and her henchwoman. &lt;&lt;Less interference, the better. The convoy may already be a lost cause, so any Elite we can put out of action for a time the better.&gt;&gt;<br /><br />&lt;&lt;You got it, Boss&gt;&gt; Stratos bounds off the platform as it starts to lower back into the craft, sliding down one of the sloping sides and jumping off the end. The Tinkerer did come prepared for doing this, deploying a pair of extendable waterskis from her boots and deploying one of her own drones on a towline to pull her as she hits the water, speeding for Kotone's position.<br /><br />Tesla turns her attention back to the convoy and it's attackers. A soft snort, and she gives a different command. In place of the previous platform the midsection of the ship opens up, or more accurately, reconfigures itself, to produce openings and many, MANY more gun banks. Thunderous roars follow, as sending volleys of lasers through the air. There is no discrimnate firing at this point, just saturation of area. It appears like Tesla is trying to limit the open space they have to maneuver towards the convoy instead of aim at any particular target.<br /><br />Meanwhile, Stratos pulls one of the gizmos from her gear belt with one hand as she's speeding towards Kotone's position. "HEY!" Now she's shouting just to be heard. "I hope you're ready for this! Because you're gonna get--" Stratos actually fires at the water around Kotone, the shots causing the water to splash up and then freeze over, aiming to trap the cyborg in the plumes of ice abruptly forming around her.<br /><br />"ICED!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>With things becoming increasingly chaotic, the grip the lead Wa-class has on the others begins to fracture visibly. The formerly ruler-straight line begins to break up, as much from that lack of leadership cohesion as the fact that there are other Abyssal ships still bobbing in the waves in their way, leaking an oil slick that quickly spreads and, itself, catches fire. With the flames casting light, it's practically as good as a star shell, when it comes to targeting their formations. Some of the remaining cruisers break off actively attacking and try to take the crippled transports under tow, but it's a desperate move that only opens both to what seems almost inevitable, unless the Confederate elites can pull this out.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though it's effectively only coming from one 'side', the attack vectors seem almost innumerable to deal with. Rebecca's small arms still find purchase against the exposed flesh of the cruisers and transports, scarring them with fresh pocks and wounds that begin oozing that same congealed, black oil. That alone isn't much against a ship, even a humanoid one -- but Abyssals are powered by emotions, themselves, and somehow it feels like the extra anger behind it causes more damage than they might normally sustain, slowing and agitating those impacted. This further opens them up to attack from slightly more conventional ship-to-ship sources: Hoshi's shells and Yuna's close range fire and torpedoes are the first to come into play, causing several more of the transports to either stop dead in the water, or begin to sink outright. Their escorting cruisers try desperately to return fire with torpedoes and shells of their own, but in the chaos it's just as likely that they're under the Storm Trooper Effect.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Battleship shells are even less easy to shrug off. The Ta-class' serpent-like turrets annoyedly try to clamp their jaws on Yuna as she goes skating by, but miss; especially since she has more worrisome things to manage. Like incoming Type 1 AP shells. The first salvo cuts a hole right through the Ta-class that was damaged previously, and the other just narrowly avoids another, which causes an enormous explosion right next to her all the same. She shields herself with her now tattered cape, but with her remaining good turrets that weren't on that side, continues to attempt to return fire. All the while, that golden transport continues to try to escape, picking up speed from some internal reserve... It seems she's less about leading the doomed convoy now, and more about saving herself and whatever she's carrying. As if her glowing wasn't enough to indicate priority, there you have it.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> "Very witty, Rondel. I am laughing wholeheartedly." Graf Zeppelin woodenly replies, bracing herself as the healer charges dead ahead, tackling her directly. The german carrier braced with her right side, keeping her flight deck out of harm's way. Impact was made, and she was forced back some ways, gritting her teeth in pain. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ...But then she smirked. "I commend your bravery for facing me head on, however..." Suddenly, Sanary would find several volleys of artillery fire aimed straight at her from behind. "In charging me, you left your back wide open." Yes, she'd already deployed fighters since earlier, and now they were back to assault Sanary. What a perfect and fortunate chain of events, no?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> This is swiftly becoming a disaster. Despite the Union taking heavy losses, they're giving as good as they're getting. Clearly the Kanmusu have put more than a little time into their fleet, and it's paying off by how much they're all ripping through the ranks of defenders and convoy alike. <br /><br /> Between how quickly their defenses are falling, and how recklessly and effectively Yuna is pouring in fire? Yari realizes just who she needs to be targeting. She offers words over the radio, and then quickly works on her plan. She floats on her back amidst the water, gathering magic, and soon her body flares with power. Several long handseals, and a wave of magic washes over the area. Up above, the setting sun becomes a rising full moon over the water. It shines, casting gentle light across the battlefield. <br /><br /> Those motes of light seem all the stronger right above Yuna, even as Yari makes more handseals. A quick teleport below her beneath the water. Then, the moonlight above crystalizes into three falling shadows. <br /><br /> Three kimono-clad replicas of Yari fall upon the angered Yuna. One wields a pair of kunai, poisoned with paralysis venom, aiming to fall and stab her in the back. Another wields a cane-sword, drawing the weapon from her umbrella to slice at the rigging that makes up her Fit-Out that's been so very effective. The final Yari simply lands in front of her, beginning quick strikes and chops towards Yuna's abdomen, neck, and temple for what she hopes will be a knockout blow if she can surprise the woman! <br /><br /> Most of Yari's magic is put into the sword wielder, whose cuts are far more shallow than the kunai-user. She's aiming to strip Yuna of her armaments!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is hurt pretty bad but she's still in the fight her fighters as flitting about where they can add support and they tend to keep to Kongou and her formation, to do the best they can. The bombers are now in the air however and Kongou is seen to not be in a very good mood either. Who could fault her? Kotone feels about the sam right now and she dare not turn off her pain receptors as that would kill her tactile sense which is something she'd need. She's smoking in a few places from the last attack, and she deploys soem dive bombers to aid Kongou but she'll end up dong most of the work it seems. That's all right she's keeping Tesla's own minion off the rest of the fleet, right? <br /><br /> She deploys dive bombers trying to ruin Stratos day as much as her day is being ruined right now. She gets them into the air wwhich is the imporant part, while several fighters join in and try to strafe them before the tell tell sound, of the dive bombers can be heard as they scream in on thier attack runs. <br /><br /> When Statos hits the water that's when the pair of torpedo bombers trike. However Kotone herself is not escaping the ice nor is she ending up being able to flee the puns. She's caught in the sice as she ends up at the top of a plume, up to her waits. She's trying to not panic now as she attempst to get free.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> Slamming into Graf, Sanary digs that giant shield into her with a slight smirk on her face. It's bee a while since her last outright brawl with someone, although... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Well, it's not going to be like the last one! Or the one before that. Or that. "You really need to lighten up, you know that? Let your hair down, take that hat off, get some fr-agh, dammit!" She recoils again those blasts hit her from behind, being forced to rely on the sheer bulk of her armor and the healing magic flowing in her to keep her in the fight without having to take her shield out of Graf's line of fire. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "That's... The same thing as last time, isn't it? Alright, then..." Should she? Yes. So yes. Drawing her blade against the water, the cleric continues putting energy into the magitech anklets to keep herself close to Graf, trying to use her as a sort of shield/friendly fire risk against those very aircraft. "This your only chance! Surrender, and I won't have to put you... On ice!" And with that. she starts lashing out with huge horizontal swings at the carrier, the long blade trailing ice behind it with each slash!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Akizuki's torpedoes join the almost undodgeable torrent of incoming problems what's left of the convoy has to deal with. While the range is slightly more problematic than it was for Kuma's group, as the line is scattered, it is still an extremely target rich environment. One transport that was clinging to being afloat is finished off, being completely unable to even try to avoid it. The remaining Ta-class, so preoccupied with Nagato at extreme range, doesn't notice what's right in front of her before it's already too late. An explosion briefly consumes her, and once the light fades back into the burning ambience, she, too, is reduced to kneeling to stay atop the water. She growls angrily...at Nagato, at Akuzki, at the surface world that continues to persecute them! With her two remaining snake-turrets, she turns instead to that cheeky destroyer's position, her howling still easily carried over the sounds of intense battle.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;...<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;All through this, the Wo-class carrier that had fielded those bombers and fighters had remained practically passive. It isn't that she didn't want to join in or get her hands dirty, a ship of her class simply didn't seem to offer such a transport convoy much. The Tsu-class at her side, perhaps instinctively sensing that they've just been painted by long range surface radar, begins to gurgle nervously. "...Tsu?" Wo craned her head and regarded the helmeted cruiser with glowing eyes, before snapping them skyward. The angle is a little unexpected, given the extreme distance, but that is an incoming shell, and it's clearly not just a stray round. "...!?" The Tsu-class reacts quickly, interposing herself and raising an enormous, gloved arm. ...one that, shortly after, is basically reduced to a smoldering, metallic stump, from how easily her armor was pierced. The Abyssal carrier is still blown clear, her bulbous hat of a flight deck, just barely managing to stay on her head. "Tsu!" That's likely the most emotion she's ever had in her voice, in quite some years. And yet there's noone but the Tsu-class around to hear it.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...Won't -- let any, through," comes a strained voice from beneath that helmet. "...pos-ition, compromised. ...go." Picking herself up from where she'd settled, she takes a moment to think about it, before inwardly admitting that the Tsu-class was correct, and she scatters, cape and flesh still shredded from the shell's close proximity. The Tsu-class remains stoically. She doesn't have the range that the Kongou does, but her purpose is clear. Protect her flagship.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The destruction wrought upon the column, the dancing fire and the spurtling blood-oil of the Abyssals is a more familiar sight... still as utterly horrifying as it had been before. Wrangled metal that were also corpses. For a moment Hoshi closes her eyes and breathes out a slow sigh. In a far off, distant part of her brain, she finds herself wondering if she'll actually sleep tonight. Good odds were on 'no'. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Of course, she can't just float along with her eyes closed. The return fire right in front of her could still be really dangerous. Hoshi's eyes open and narrow in anger and concentration. She feels it in her mind, ready. Waiting to reveal itself. So she doesn't fight it. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"PERSONA!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rosamond appears in blue fog with the sound of shattering glass, levitating calmly behind her user. Hoshi is taken up in the green-cloaked womans arm as the Persona pulls up into the sky, letting the various shells and torpedoes pass underneath her with little trouble. The others would have to deal with them. The eyes of Rosamond and Hoshi are focused entirely on that golden aura, not so far away and getting closer quickly. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When she's close enough, Rosamond suddenly dips and deposits Hoshi in the water. Her engines were running at full blast just before entering, so she zooms off with a slight wiggle. Her sword grows in her hand and is drawn, Rosamond zooms over to the opposite side of the Wa-class, then glides swiftly along the water. The giant broadsword hidden under her cloak is drawn quickly. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So the two that were one, the Sword Bride, charged from opposite ends of the Wa-class transport. As both drew abreast, they both drew their swords back and swung them viciously, with enough anger to attempt to just cut this thing completely in half.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Suddenly, the sound of a guitar riff pierced through the air. From way back in the support rear, was Naka, speakers blaring music from her fit out. And in her hand was a microphone. Once the music reached a certain point, she opened her eyes and brought the mic to her lips. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "The darkness is enchroaching" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "But we won't give in to fear" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "We stand proudly together" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "With arms to bear~!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naka swept out an arm and sung on then. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Our foes wish to destroy us" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "But we're not easily taken" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "We are brave little soldiers" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "We will prevail~!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Naka twirls as the music reaches it's crescendo, and then she points at the sky. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Let's go fly away!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Let's go find a way" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Just don't be afraid!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "It's possible!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She then pointed forward and an encouraging smile adorned her face. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Let's go fly away!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Let's go find a way" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Just don't be afraid!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "It's possible!" <br /><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Now let's break on through!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; YOU CAN'T STOP THIS MUSIC!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> Graf Zeppelin smirks. "My hair is fine as it is. And don't think that I don't see what you're doing." The carrier went on to say smoothly, even as Sanary opened up with a flurry of cold ice slashes. As it turned out, a kanmusu could engage in hand to hand combat. ...Somewhat. Graf Zeppelin grabbed the underside of her flight deck, using it as a makeshift shield to parry Sanary's strikes. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Ice spread over the surface of the deck, but it did the job. She waited. Strike and after strike, for the perfect moment. And then eventually, she saw it. "...Now!" Eyes widening, she charged straight forward, at the healer, parrying the next strike upwards in an attempt to create an opening... <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; An opening to aim her hand cannon right at Sanary's face. Graf Zeppelin did not hesitate for a moment, and pulled the trigger right there. No words, no quips, nothing. HOPE YOU GOT OUT OF THE WAY SANARY<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>What was suppose to be a support response operation has gone south rather quickly. Even Tesla had not anticipated the Union putting so much unrelenting force into the assault on a supply convoy. Could it be the Hawks were finally getting as tronger footing than the Doves in the faction? That or the more sympathetic don't care about the oceanic operations at much. Either way. Mental notes are made. Next time, this new potential for offensive force will be taken into consideration.<br /><br />The convoy seems to be lost for the most part. Only the golden lead is in any shape of making an escape, and it was drawing attention quickly in doing so.<br /><br />And now one of the ship girls was -singing-. What an annoyance.<br /><br />Tesla maneuvers her own craft towards the fleeing golden transport. She could try to pick off more of the Union attackers, but there's no way she could shoot at all the pursuers. Intercepting them individually would be foolish with the larger size of her vehicle, as fast as it may be. The only option left... no, there really wasn't anything left to sacrifice at this point. With it's speed the vehicle does indeed lift off the water and prove it can fly, and in fact it's a lot more clear that it was some kind of spacecraft refitting for sailing other than the other way around. Mainly because this is a faster way to turn around, so she can head back to where she left her henchwoman.<br />Shepeaking of which Stratos manages to jetski around any direct hits herself, but her propultion drone takes a bomb right on top of it, and the shockwave of it detonating knocks Stratos off her skis. "Damn it damn it!" But by some twist of fate she ends up landing on the same formation of ice she partially trapped Kotone in. "Enough of the goddamn planes already!"<br /><br />Digging the heels of her boots in and grabbing the ice with one hand, Stratos uses the other... to forgo her usual gadgetry and just swing a punch at Kotone's face. Good thing she's got reinforced gloves on, the cyborg probably has a really hard head.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Musashi's order is heard clearly by the Fourth Mobile Unit.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Speeding up briefly, Akizuki catches up to her light cruiser comrade and reaches out. Hesitantly, she places a hand on Isuzu's shoulder, only to have it shaken off immediately. Recoiling, the smaller girl pulls her fingers back, then slowly lowers her hand while casting a glance over her shoulder towards the transport flotilla in the distance.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The cruiser shakes, hands tightening into fists. Head tilting, she casts a single-eyed glower across the sea towards the Fleet Daughter flagship, Nagato. Brief as it is, the look is intense and murderous, filled with fury and tears before she yanks her gaze away and continues her retreat.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At the fore of the formation, Kongou raises a hand and pumps it downward when she notes the explosion of her shells in the distant darkness, "&lt;Yes!&gt;" But, noted on her radar, the contact splits into a large one and a smaller one, which remains. This prompts the battleship's brow to furrow briefly, "Aww~, I hit the escort instead of the carrier?" Her face dips briefly, bangs fluttering before her eyes, "If you're trying to leave... &lt;Think Again~!&gt; Kongou has a &lt;Parting Gift&gt; for you, be sure to take it with you!"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mid-turn, Kongou's left-side guns open fire on that distant target, tracking the fleeing aircraft carrier rather than the escort trying to play decoy. As she comes about, the guns on her right side swing around, and once the turn is complete they open fire as well, sending two clusters of a parting shot.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Guns smoking, Kongou falls in, this time at the rear of her unit's formation.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The battle isn't over yet; Nagato needs cover fire, and Kagurazaka wheels around, ready to make another attack pass and give her admiral the cover she needs. She's so focused on that task, in fact, that she doesn't even notice the decidedly *non*-Abyssal forces who are falling upon her - at least, not until the special-duty light cruiser is already surrounded by a trio of Yaris.<br /><br />The paralyzing kunai have to strike around the rigging mounted to her back, but given that it's mostly at her *lower* back, there's plenty of room to stab at her upper back, her shoulderblades, pretty much anywhere. And the rigging isn't going to hang on for long with the cane-sword slashing at straps and anchor points; in fact, just slicing the specially-made fuku off at strategic points is enough to relieve Yuna of most of her weapons and equipment.<br /><br />And with surprise so heavily on Yari's side, and with her present equipment all designed for ranged combat, Yuna can't even put up a fight against the knock-out strike combo. The anger and determination still on Yuna's face rapidly give way to utter confusion ...<br /><br />And then to unconsciousness, as Yuna's body slumps towards the unforgiving water. There'd better be somewhere safe Elner can teleport her to, though.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:290|Rebecca Chambers (290)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The battle continues to rage and Rebecca's continuing to fire as best as she can. She compliments the operator of her boat on how well they're operating, as the turbulence has been minimal at best. When Yuna goes down, Rebecca grits her teeth and attempts to load more cannon ammunition, but then she's given an order behind the scenes to fall back. Despite not wanting to do so, Rebecca knows that the Admiral knows what is best, and she is not one to disobey an order from a superior at any time.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"We're falling back! Get us outta here!" Rebecca calls out to the operator as she ducks down behind the station to assess herself and the boat. She seems to be OK and the boat has minimal damage, if anything at all. "First time out on the waters, I hope I did OK..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> The Yaris as one give out a relieved sigh. They'd not expected their strike to work quite so well. They /do/ very quickly gather up the fallen equipment, eyeing that rigging before dissappearing beneath the waves as the retreat is called! <br /><br /> One Yari remaining kneels down before the fallen Yuna. <br /><br /> "I know how much it hurts to lose a friend on the battlefield. But allowing that to goad you into recklessness? Well, you're lucky I have no orders to kill you. Let that be a lesson to you. To truly survive in war, you must slay your own heart before you ever point a weapon at a foe. Remember that." <br /><br /> Then, she flips a kimono over the fallen woman out of respect. She did, indeed, fight like a true monster after the 'death' of her friends. Yari Takane can respect that. Then, she's gone with a flutter of moonlight motes.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The late evening turns into night. Gun fire and torpedoes becomes wilder, not to mention innately more dangerous. This is the time of destroyers and cruisers! Though their formations are in disarray from the attack, and they're all but lost here, the Abyssal cruisers that can still fire shots do so desperately to try and stop her. Unfortunately it's difficult to outpace a special destroyer, even for that lead Wa-class that had been summoning all of her strength to escape. 5-inch and 6-inch guns all turn to fire in unison -- but probably, a step too late, as that bulbous main 'body' is sliced open. A curious thing happens, however. Rather than explode as some of the others did, loaded with munitions and fuel, this one remains afloat for the moment from the lack of volatiles. Then she would hear it -- a knocking sound coming from inside. It's morse code. 'H-E-L-P'. From the opening gape of a wound scored on the floundering Wa-class' side, an equipment fairy, of all things, emerges, waving her arms desperately to be seen. Several others soon join her. What - the - hell?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> "What I'm doing? You mean besides this?!" It takes Sanary a moment to register what Graf means, although to be fair? She /is/ in the middle of trying to cleave her in half. "I'd be worried if you couldn't... Keep up with this, at least!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Yep. It's gone right over her head. Speaking of things going over her head, the Charge Blade does just that as it's struck upwards, throwing the healer back in mid-air and giving her a chance to actually see what Graf's aiming for. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hint: It's her face. With that brief distance put between them from the impact, however, she has just enough time to bring that shield up to prevent her face from being turned to mush inside her helmet. That impact, meanwhile, sends her hovering even further back as she takes another moment to keep herself from from losing control over the flight anklets. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Geez... Fine, fine, I won't touch your hair!" Keeping that shield raised in front of her still, she doesn't go back on the offensive just yet, but instead starts lifting into the air rapidly... Backwards! "But I'll get it next time, Graf. One of these days, I'm untying all of it!" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then she lowers the shield just enough to give Graf an odd look that... Doesn't have much context without the rest of her face being visible. Also, she fires off one more explosive heat laser from that eye just to make it even more confusing before gathering speed to get the hell out of there!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:939|Graf Zeppelin (939)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span> BLAM! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graf Zeppelin defends from the laser blast with her flight deck shield, causing it to dent considerably. "Tch-!" And then Sanary was retreating!? <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "SANARY RONDEL! YOU WILL NOT TOUCH MY HAIR! AND NEXT TIME I WILL HAVE YOU SURRENDER!" She calls after the retreating healer. ...And then she skates backwards, retreating with the rest of the fleet as well. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Naka! Come on!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The other transports and their escorts are completely unable to mount an effective defense. At this point, the survivors are basically scattering to attempt to save themselves, and maybe buy enough distance to escape into the water, as Abyssals can. Unfortunately, the transports themselves don't have that ability, especially not in the state most of them are in. They turn into sitting ducks...for the Fleet Daughters and their allies that still remain in the area to finish them off, that is. The submarines that had accompanied Yari seem to be satisfied with the damage they'd done; they instead begin to lift pieces of cargo that had fallen from the sinking and adrift transports, so that at least some of it might be saved. They'll be clearing out after, or the moment they come under more depth charge attacks.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As for Tsu-class' brave sacrifice...it was not to be. The Kongou has learned too well from being an old wisened grandma. The Tsu-class gets to watch as those shells come in -- and then streak overhead. She gurgles a warning over the Abyssal shared voice band, but it comes a little too late. Already a bit damaged from the proximity earlier, another explosion can be seen far in the distance, as the retreat is ordered. The Tsu-class speeds along as much as she can to find Wo bobbing face down in the water, her flight deck fractured into two gnarly halves, and leaking oil from everywhere via cracks in her otherwise pale white flesh. She got hit, and hard, enough so that she's unconscious and possibly would have sunken, if not immediately aided. Damn plunging fire!! The Tsu-class cruiser turns angry eyes, or what are likely angry eyes beneath the helmet, towards Kongou's position, and then begins dragging the Wo-class carrier away by one heeled boot, with her one good arm.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:385|Yuna Kagurazaka (385)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>There isn't much outward reaction to Yari's words - Yuna's apparently unconscious, after all, or at least thoroughly paralyzed from that assault. But one hand may or may not twitch slightly, hidden as the kimono flutters down over her body, just before Yuna and the courtesy-modesty robe both disappear in a blink of light.<br /><br />And a few dozen kilometers away, Yuna reappears in the arms of a purple-and-white armored android. Holding her protectively close, Erina immediately sets course back to Hikari port, flanked by Jiina and Marina. By contrast, Elner remains over the mission area for a little longer, tracking the vital signs of the kanmusu and their allies alike to make sure, as well as it can, that nobody is left behind - or at least to confirm how many survivors are still alive to withdraw.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:290|Rebecca Chambers (290)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>As Elner heads back to Hikari with the unconscious Yuna, Rebecca and her boat are heading back as quickly as possible as well. The weapons system has been deactivated, allowing for a little extra speed as it heads back to the port. "Hold on, Yuna! We're coming!" Rebecca thinks out loud. "I may not have been able to protect you in battle, but I am gonna treat you!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As they get closer to the port, Rebecca has left the weapons station and is in the actual boat area itself getting her medical supplies ready. Once they reach the port, Rebecca's intent on rushing to where Yuna is and administering first aid.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa life just keeps getting worse and worse today. She's done well enough to pull off Stratos from the fleet but tht's about all she's been able to to do today while the battle rages on. She's locked in combat, also in ice as Stratos is jus getitng on all about her. She keeps sending her planes after STratos but it's not enough to make her go back. Then she's got STratos in her fac,e Kotone doesn't have the means to call her planes in. <br /><br /> up close she's not very well trained, and tends to rely on her body's own inate preformace. Thing does not go very well for her at all as soon she's got a hell of a punch which gets past her guard nd slams into her face causing her head to snap backward hard and she's not looking good. She attemps to use her bow trying to fend off her attacker but she's pretty much on the ropes now, as she's deined her planes for the most part now.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>It's a good thing Stratos is wearing technologically reinforced gloves, because even that is cracked and dented just from punching a cyborg in the face. And she still shakes her hand a bit afterwards. "Bitch got a thick head." That definately would of been broken knuckles without the protection.<br /><br />"I hate to break up your playdate," Tesla's voice transmits from the craft as it glides over where Stratos and Kotone are fighting, "but it is high time we be along our way as well. Bloodying noses for interfering shall have to suffice for now." A retrieval line is dropped down to the weather villianess.<br /><br />"As much as I love a -captive- audience, I guess that's my cue to skidoo." Stratos leans back from the bow swings and grabs the line with one hand, and gives Kotone a mock salute with the other before also grabbing on. As she's lifted off she looks down one last time.. and just to be extra mean, steps on Kotone's head with her boot as if using her to help push into the air. "Excuse me while I get a LEG UP! AAAAHAHAHAHA!"<br /><br />Leaving on a bad pun and maniacal laughter. Such a terrible person.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:901|Hoshi Amakasu (901)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hoshi's eyes cleared of the haze that had clouded her vision when she's cleared the transport's side, blade still in hand. Like last time, she couldn't actually cut completely through the metal and bulkheads. Rosamond... has less of an issue. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The teen turns in the water to come and face the sinking ship again, but what greets her isn't quite what she was expecting. Equipment fairies? Did the Abyssals even NEED equipment fairies? They weren't attacking, so that's a plus. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Of course, she can't understand what the escaped fairies are trying to tell her. She assumes there's something more in there that she needs to find. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Wrench a hole in it," Hoshi says quietly. Rosamond doesn't really need to hear the command; she jams her sword back into one of the rents and starts jiggling it around, shifting the metal and making a wider hole for Hoshi to enter. Despite the Persona's dainty appearance, she's quite ruthless in her application of the weapon. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once the way is open, Rosamond fades away into blue mist, and Hoshi pokes her head inside.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the rest of the fleet retreated and no less than two members of the fleet less than pleased with the Admiral... she shivers. AKitsumaru moves towards the Wa-class that Amakasu is at and moves to assist her. The fact theres equipment and fairies in it... Akitsumaru frowns. "Amakasu, sir, let's get them out and head to base, sir. We can discuss why they were taken, Sir." Akitsumaru's ever formal, almost army like, emotions move to help get the gear and fairies on board.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, in the middle of the ocean, waiting for them... Nagato looks up towards the rising moon. Something is tearing at her from the inside. She's lost Natori... she's lost Kuma. Akebono is furious. Isuzu lost a sister... and who knows who else is having issues with Nagato's orders. Even so... Nagato sent Amakasu off towards the firefight...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"What... have I done..."<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2016/04/04<br />
|Location=Alfheim Online <ALO><br />
|Synopsis=Tana meets up with Silica and they have a Cait Sith to Cait Sith chat.<br />
|Cast of Characters=680, 973<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Freelia, the Cait Sith's hometown. A very specific looking Cait Sith is sitting on a bench, tapping the edges of her great axe, ears twitching slightly from the conversations going around her that she doesn't pay much attention to. Nagato, or Tana in game, recently met another player, another Cait Sith player too of the Union and is waiting for her. "I think it's about time I took on that quest Mistral told me about, I could use a new great axe."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Indeed, the axe the Cait Sith has out is quite worn and looks quite basic, almost like a newbie weapon. Much less the armor on her as well. Even more peculiar, most Cait Sith around have a pet nearby, this one, however does not. THough, a look at the Cait Sith's skills could show otherwise compared to what she has on. There's a few comments directed towards her, 'Hey, a newbie with a great axe?' 'No pet?' 'She must be strange...' all get paid no mind to as she waits. "Now where is Silica..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:973|Silica (973)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cait Sith are a fun-loving and largely carefree race, there are the occasional one or two that differ from that norm, but largely, the cat-like folk are pleasant and cheerful! Silica is not an exception of that rule, and she would be rather easy to spot. She's small, even by Cait Sith standards, and while many of the other players have opted for more mundane pets, she's one of the only handful that went right for a Feathered Little Dragon.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The caramel-haired girl with oversized ears looks around, with the blue dragonling perched on her shoulder. "Hmm, Miss Tana has to be around here somewhe---" magenta eyes land on the girl with the great-axe, sat all alone, so she turns, and approaches, smiling brightly. "Excuse me, are you Miss Tana?" she asks.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana perks up as her name is spoken, the Cait Sith's tail twitching just lightly as she looks around, but when another Cait Sith approaches with the blue dragonling, Tana braces herself. "That would be me." she starts, moving to put the axe upon her back and stand up. A bow is given, "I'm Tana, a pleasure. Are you... Silica?" she questions, pulling up a menu real quick to get ready for something. "If so, it's good to meet you in person... in avatar... umm... here."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She gives a brief smile before the gaze is turned back to the blue dragonling. There's that hint of Nagamon showing but she's doing her best to restrain herself for it, "That's a cute little pet you have there." she comments, "I do not think I've seen any of the Cait Sith players with one." a pause, "Granted, I haven't focused that hard on it..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:973|Silica (973)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Silica nods happily, "I'm Silica, yep!" she then leans in a little. "In Avatar was my In Person for two years." she says, before shrugging. "Anyway, this is Pina... my in-game pet, Pina. I think you already met my real life pet on the radio."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She tilts her head curiously. "You're still using the starter gear, I mean, that's not a /bad/ thing if you've got the skill for it, but..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana nods with a smile, "Good to meet you then, Silica." the Menu being open was a quick way to send a friend request to Silica, might as well get her on there for future shenanegans. "Because of... that game... right?" she shakes her head, looking at the dragonling, reaching over to try and give it a pet. "Hello, Pina. You're quite adorable." she grins a bit, moving a bit closer, still reaching out to pet the dragonling.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though the comment about her gear snaps her out of the 'cute thing must pet it' daze, "Ah... yeah. I really haven't tried to get new gear, still waiting on a few people to show me the better craftsman people to get good gear and to show me some decent heavy armor so i can get back to feeling like a Battleship again..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:973|Silica (973)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Silica watches the friend request pop up, and taps the Accept button without questioning it. Pina chirps as Tana reaches out to pet her, glancing back at Silica, who gives a nod. The little dragonling then hops off of Silica's shoulder, and perches on Tana's, chirring softly.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The AI of those dragons is pretty amazing, they're very life-like, which is probably why they're so rare... a lot of players don't want the hassle of keeping one happy, but I don't mind! Pina's my friend, after all."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Oh, you should go talk to Miss Lisbeth for heavy armour and weapons! She's one of the best Blacksmiths around!" she offers, "There's probably others, though!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana's ears perk up as the dragonling moves from Silica's shoulder to her own. Tana slowly starts to pet down Pina's head and neck and soon... "You are sho cute! So very cute, you're adorable!" Nagamon mode, active. She rubs cheek to furry face and pets and generally dotes over the dragon like it was the only thing there. "Such a cute little dragon you are, yes you are..." Tana's smile is bright as she continues to dote over it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though, when the mention of Lisbeth is given, Tana snaps out of her cute-pet daze and perks, "Ah, I heard that Leprechauns were best at that, is this LIsbeth person one as well?" she questions, "I think a few others were going to show me some cheaper armor to get used to it all. I'm... still not that great at this game..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:973|Silica (973)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Silica just grins a bit at the other Cait Sith doting on her little dragon friend. Pina herself absorbs all the Petron radiation she can, chirring softly at the pettings and all that.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Tana finally comes out of that 'cute thing daze' the Beast Tamer nods. "Mhmm! She's a pretty good mace user too, though, if you're after cheaper gear, you might want to see if a travelling smith is selling anything good. Liz' gear is top notch, but her prices match." she says, rubbing the back of her neck. "I don't know any other smiths... Liz keeps my Dagger maintained, and I use Leather armour which I maintain myself."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I see, I'm not much into maces, I like the cutting power of my axe. It reminds me of an armor peircing shell." she grins a bit, idly petting Pina, though when the mention of LIzbeth's prices being expensive... she opens up her menu again and checks. Yeah, that's not much. "Eheh... I think I'll try a travelling smith. I don't got much money on me so that may be a good idea." she thinks a moment, "Mm, Akashi isn't here so she can't repair my equipment..." she taps her foot and thinks a moment...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Is there a major difference between leather and metal armor? And should I be using some other weapon instead of the great axe?" she looks towards the other Cait Sith expectantly. "You are, admittedly, my senior when it comes to ALO, so maybe you have some tips or knowledge that I lack."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:973|Silica (973)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Silica shrugs a bit. "I'm, using leather and a dagger, because that's what I'm... used to..." she shrugs a bit, and giggles softly. "I'm not used to being someone's senior!" she adds, then taps her cheek with a fingertip. "Well, the main difference I've seen between Leather and Metal, is that Leather lets you move easier, it generally has bonuses to Agility and stuff like that. Metal armour is more protective, but restricts your movement a bit. Heavy Metal armour especially."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Beast Tamer looks over Tana curiously for a moment. "As for weapons, use what you're comfortable with. Noone can tell you what's right or wrong here, since it's all based around your own perseonal skill with the weapon in question."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I suppose that is fair enough." Tana nods, "That makes sense." she mentions, "Similar to how my fleet has different armor classes... The lighter ones are agile." she taps her foot a bit, hmming softly, though when the weapon is mentioned, she gives a nod, "I've been getting comfortable with this, though I've been learning how to use a shield and a smaller axe." then again, Tana's idea of 'small' is .. not that small. "If I could wield this axe in one hand, I think I'd be pretty happy holding the shield as well."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She gives a bit of a chuckle, only to perk up, "Say. Would you be free later to run a dungeon, Silica? Would like to..." she hesitates, like she's trying to search for the right word.. "Party up with a beast master Cait Sith and see how they work."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:973|Silica (973)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Silica giggles a little. "You sound like Mister Kirito." she mentions. "If you want to use a Two-handed axe one handed, you should probably focus on building your Strength stat... but I don't think anyone, even a Salamander can get /that/ strong." she mentions.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At the mention of partying up for a dungeon, Silica's face flushes. "M-Me? But... I'm not all that good in a fight... I mean, um..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I do?" she questions, then again, Kirito was pretty strong. "So, it might not be possible. Well, doesn't matter, I'll try anyways." she taps her foot, thinking a moment, "That's okay, I'm not that good in a fight either." says the one with a great axe. "But yes, maybe we can also get Kirito and Mistral or Kagura or Amakasu in and make it a fun, relaxing one. Been wanting to practice something with Mistral anyways, maybe it'll work with Kagura or Amakasu."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She taps her foot some more. "It's okay, you don't have to, we can always do something relaxing than a dungeon." she smiles a bit, leaning back into the bench, "Why don't you sit down?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:973|Silica (973)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Oh, you meant form a full Party, not just us two..." Silica says, seeming relieved. I mean... I'm fairly good with my Dagger... and Pina has some support abilities, but without a dedicated healer, we wouldn't get very far." she explains, rubbing the back of her neck.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At the offer to sit, she does so gladly, plopping down and adjusting her skirt just so, hands folding in her lap. "I suppose I could show you the basics of Beast Taming... it's really simple once you know how."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tana thinks a moment, "I think Kagura is a dedicated healer." a pause, "Though, maybe we can find a random Undine to heal for us." she thinks a moment and hmms, "I haven't gotten far myself on my own, perhaps a primer on party makeup as well would be good..." she gives a bit of a laugh before nodding. "Sure, a primer for Beast Taming would be nice. Maybe having a support pet that can heal would be nice.."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:973|Silica (973)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Silica nods, and smiles brightly. "Well, the first step is to make sure you have the creature's favorite food item in your inventory. Most NPC vendors in Freelia sell the basics for starter pets, just grab a couple of each and head out to a field dungeon." she says, opening her menu and rifling through her item storage, before tapping an icon. A small bag of nuts appears in her hand, making Pina suddenly leap off Tana's shoulder, circle around and nuzzle Silica's cheek, chirping happily. "Little Feathered Dragons /love/ peanuts." she explains, offering one up to Pina, who delicately takes it, and munches contentedly. "Oh, that's another thing, once you tame it, you have to make sure to feed it, or it'll eventually turn on you... so make sure you keep some of it's favorite food in your storage."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She ponders for a moment, "After you've got the items, you just need to wait to find a non-hostile animal in the dungeon, you'll be able to tell if you use your enhanced sight to check its cursor. Red means Dead, Green are Keen." she singsongs, giggling a bit at herself.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When the nuts appear, Pina's off her shoulder and she almost makes a pouting face, but she listens to Silica, making mental notes in her head. Looks like she has some money to spend on some basic food for pets. "So it's like a ships cat almost. You have to take care of it." she briefly nods and listens to the singsonging. "I did notice a few things with the green arrow, a lot with red..." she thinks a moment, "Looks like I have a lot to learn even after the basics."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:973|Silica (973)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Silica giggles softly, stroking along Pina's back as the dragonling migrates down into her lap. "Being the best Beast Tamer takes a lot of practice and perserverence." she remarks. "I had a headstart with... that other game."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"And you have that in spades." she comments, watching the dragonling migrate. "Ah, perhaps I should go purchase some and find a pet to try and tame, see how to do it." she looks around, "As soon as I know where an NPC is to get some food for them..."<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2015/11/04<br />
|Location=Great Ocean - Western Loop<br />
|Synopsis=Nagato and co. find a wounded Wo and move to assault, to devastating effect...<br />
|Cast of Characters=494, 582, 680<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It had been a day or so, since the partially failed attack on the coastal refinery. It had been a refinery that supplies several Union interests, no less, notably among their customers: Hikari Sea Base. It had taken weeks to plan the optimal period to strike, and to confirm those connections. In the end, the bombs that had been planted as a last resort, and the resulting tightening of security to protect the workers attempting to repair the damage, were going to stall shipments, at least for a few weeks. It was not the unqualified success the Wo-class had hoped for, thanks to the unexpectedly dense defending force, but they had done their damage and struck at one critical artery of the fleet daughters in the process.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nonetheless, in every situation, there are opportunities. The preparedness of the operation suggested that the Abyssals probably were operating out of a base within striking distance. With damaged ones in their wake, they had to take things more slowly than usual, and surface more frequently. That opened an invitation to attempt to track their movements. The Wo-class that had been the leader of that operation remains the flagship of this worn down fleet, now reduced to herself (back in solely humanoid form) and several escorting Destroyers. More importantly, she is keenly aware that they could be followed. Her radio message sent ahead was a simple one: They would be approaching some shoals in the Western Loop soon, on the last leg of their return. It would be the perfect place to stage an ambush, if her intuitions are correct.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And so, on this clear and sunny day on the otherwise almost endless seas in this region of the multiverse's oceans, the Abyssal detachment cruises by and then through several of the small islands. Little more than the juttings of rock and coral, honestly. Closeby is a series of atolls. It is curiously uninhabited, even though it would be the ideal place to have some kind of resort. In other words, it is the perfect place to hide something, especially with how deep the waters go in this territory. The Abyssals, themselves, switch on their radars and sonars: They could just as easily become the prey as the predator, in these kinds of waters.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato got wind of the Abyssal fleet in the area, thanks to the attack upon one of the places that the Fleet had been getting their supplies from. "Atago, Ryuujou. Keep your eyes open. Type 0 Recon planes, north by north west and south by south west." with a nod from both her fleet ships, planes are launched and Atago's eyes are scanning the horizon for what they need to see, the remanents of the Abyssal Fleet. She couldn't sortie in time from the last invasion, but this is different.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"We're going to strike from behind their fleet when we find them and nothing less than total destruction will finish this. And with hope, we may get a member to come back." Nagato still clung to that hope, eventually one day they would be able to reunite the entire fleet again and cease this war, but for now, guns are trained on the horizon and the two women and a girl sail off towards the atolls.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hey, Nagato..." comes Ryuujou, "Are you sure it's wise for just the three of us? It's a bit dangerous to not go out with a full fleet." Nagato shakes her head, "We need movement and a bit of tactical cunning, making sure we're the first to strike. A full fleet may compromise this and rob us of our head start."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Deep under the water amid those atolls lie that ready ambush. Unfortunately, the person heading them is not exactly the most patient of people.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leyte slouches near the sea floor, giant claws tapping against the cannons at her hips as she glares up at the water's surface. She has no interest in waiting for an ambush, but Samar, noticing her agitation recently, ordered her to go out and take care of things to hopefully blow off some steam. This, judging by the frustrated growl that rumbles up from her throat, is not the way she expects to blow off steam.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I swear, if they don't show up soon, I'm going to pick up this atoll and throw it at their refinery until they do."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fortunately, the far more patient Ta-Class Battleship is with her, the flagship's bright yellow eyes showing her ascended consciousness, along with the fellow Ru-Class Battleship. Ta is certainly not looking at ease with Leyte's fidgeting, but Ru seems more interested in tending to the small group of eerie submarines floating along with them. "Leyte, just wait a little while longer, okay," Ta requests, lifting her hands to the Demon in an attempt at peacekeeping. "I bet they'll be here in just a few more minutes, and then we'll be able to devastate them as much as you want, okay?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A furious red glare from the Southern Demon makes Ta squeak a little as she opens up the safe distance between them.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The shoals make things a bit harder to scout. Native sea life causes more than a few false detections for the fairies, but are soon resolved. It doesn't help that Abyssal destroyers resemble some of those same life forms of the multiverse's oceans, so closely. However, diligence eventually pays off, and the cruise projections prove accurate. The far more distinctive shape of a Wo-class' flight deck, partially damaged, passing over the waves and slipping between two of the islands is a bit harder to mistake, especially with seven of those streamlined shapes sticking close. The detection is not unidirectional, either: The distant hum of a piston-driven aircraft confirms the radar returns the gargles and growls the Destroyers pass among themselves. They've been spotted.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Are you - there," she wonders, adding her own voice to the same shared pool of them that other nearby Abyssals add to. Hers being clearer, rather than pained groans and screeching, makes it fairly easy to pick out for the waiting trio and their submarine friends. "They're here. They've - likely, seen us." Her voice is interrupted briefly by the agitated, and excited, chatter of the Abyssal Destroyers that are accompanying her, before she seems to settle them back down. "--we'll, lead them past. Then. ...strike - from be-hind." With that spoken, the Wo-class carrier picks up her speed, and the escorts do their best to keep up, though with a few of them already battle-damaged and having to maneuver through the islands, they appear to become slightly separated.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Eventually they approach the atolls and begin to cruise past. Hopefully, to the eyes of the fleet daughters, were they truly noticed, it would appear they are trying to spread out and escape back out into the open sea, where they could likely vanish without a visible trace. This might be the only chance to make a strike, especially at that Wo-class flagship that already has fractures over most of her outer shell and body, enough to snuff out the inner light from one of her flight deck's normally glowing exhaust ports. She had been spared frequently by Nagato's underlings that considered her a friend. Perhaps it's time to relieve them of that responsibility?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Contacts spotted, Nagato!" comes Ryuujou's cheerful voice from the report from her planes, "A damaged Wo-Class and multiple destroyer contacts. They're wiggling through the atoll, it looks like they're trying to go back." A firm nod is given as the trio of girls pick up speed as they head towards the Atoll. "Alright, reverse arrow pattern, we're going to destroy their line. Atago, main guns. Ryuujou, torpedo bombers and fighters. May we find victory on the dawn's horizon!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The trio moves into a pattern, Ryuujou in the rear with Atago and Nagato flanking her from the front. "Type Three Shells loaded, main turrets, fire!" "Pan Paka paaan~" "Let this be a lesson! Go Type Ninety-sevens!" a barrage of main gun fire, some splitting into multiple flak rounds to pepper the area and paper talismans that fly off the scroll and into the air head off towards the retreating set of ships, the planes closing in to drop the torpedoes that speed off to some of the destroyers.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Let's not let them escape, we'll follow them through the Atoll." comes the Flagship's orders, the trio getting closer and closer to that spot..<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leyte's head suddenly perks up at the sound of Wo's voice. That frown spreads across her face into a vicious, eager grin, and she braces herself against the sea floor, ready to move. "/Finally/. Ta, Ru, get ready to open the assault. Once they move past, send up the torpedoes; we'll give them a good shock before we go in ourselves."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ta and Ru nod their affirmation, Ta looking more than a little relieved that Leyte's agitation isn't going to suddenly explode on them. Ru's heavy walls of artillery move in an upward gesture to the Ka-Class submarines, who look up to the flickering ocean's surface and begin to slowly swim upward. Just a little more...a little more...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Just as soon as Nagato's fleet passes the signal point, the submarines launch their torpedoes speeding up to the trio of ships. Leyte kicks off the ocean floor a second earlier, speeding up toward the ocean's surface; a moment after those torpedoes detonate, the Southern Ocean Demon is bursting out of the sea, one heavy claw cocked back in a coiled fist, ready to slam right into Nagato's back with a punch that could cave in steel.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"SURPRISE, SHITBAGS!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;On the up shot, it seems the fleet daughters had taken the bait. Though crippled from the previous battle and unable to spare time to attempt field repairs, the Abyssals in Wo's care still make good speed through the islands. Perhaps in the interests of keeping up her speed, the Wo-class hasn't launched air cover of her own, immediately. The tense atmosphere finally breaks for the worse, as Nagato gives the orders to initiate and commit to the attack. That's the down side of this: They might have willingly lead the fleet daughters into an ambush, but those wounds on their armor are the real deal. Hearing the density of piston-driven aircraft picking up, as well as the distant reports of artillery fire, they all brace as well as they can, appearing to simply be trying to outrun it at the moment.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then the show really begins.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the Wo-class and the destroyers make their way toward the far side of this edge of the archipelago, the large and 'medium' caliber shells begin falling closer and closer to their vicinity. The destroyers don't bother trying to return fire at this range, as much as they would like to, instead focusing on their flight along with the Wo-class. One of the crippled Ro-class destroyers runs aground while making a desperate attempt at evading incoming shells, leaving it a sitting duck while pinned between two crags of rock. When the debris clears, there's little remaining of either rock or ship, save a partially congealed and lumpy oil slick, with several pieces of debris bobbing up and down in it. Another falls victim to aircraft-launched torpedoes, not able to keep up the speed or maneuverability necessary to dodge it, and listing onto its side, growling in a combination of annoyance and pain as a similar fluid oozes from its gaping wound. The Wo-class winces from their shared connection, ordering the other destroyers to attempt to find shelter wherever they can find it, rather than attempting to outrun their pursuers.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They had accomplished their main objective, which was to lure them into Leyte's waiting jaws. Unfortunately, the incoming fire continues to fall, no matter the outcome. The Wo-class herself attempts to slip behind one of the small islands, to recover enough to join the others, but the shots were already finding their mark long before that. The small shoal instead practically vaporizes from behind her, showering her with jagged pieces, and leaving her already cracked body oozing oil from several fresh gashes. She breathes raggedly, a gout of blue flame visibly forming at her left eye for a moment. Not here, not like a cornered dog. Hopefully Leyte and the others can buy her enough time to allow her to add her own air cover.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shells pouring down from the girls, torpedoes being launched but with them not firing back, Ryuujou gets a sinking feeling of dread. "Nagato... something's wrong." she whispered over the hail of gunfire. And soon, they were beyond the point of no return. Another report of gunfire from the battleship and cruiser drowns out the sound of a warning signal... torpedoes. Only when the next reload is done, do they notice it a bit late... and the explosion.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago's hit with the torpedo barrage, sending her carreening away, sinking just a couple inches under the water, a glancing hit but the surprise of being torpedoed, with Ryuujou's information incomplete, the normally cheerful Secretary Ship is stunned, quickly looking around in the direction it came from. "Atago!" comes Nagato's shout, only to be caved in the back by a heavy punch from SOMETHING, sending her skidding across the water and into one of the jutting rocks.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shaking her head, she coughs a bit and turns around, eyes scowling at Leyte, those 41cm guns rotating and leveling off, training themselves onto the Southern Ocean Demon. "I would expect an ambush, a low form of combat..." she scoffs as Ryuujou sails behind one of the rocks to launch a few more planes, still aiming towards the Wo Class and the destroyers, can't leave that much backup there. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You'll regret facing me. Tell Samar I said hello..." the report of cannons fire, sending armor peircing shells straight towards Leyte, "How dare you interfere in this!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leyte doesn't seem to care about the supposed insult from Nagato. Once she skids to a halt on the water's surface, she takes a minute to flex her claws and grin at the battleship. "Hey, at least I gave you a second to react. What, would you rather I just sank you right away instead?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shells fly toward Leyte, and the comparitively agile Abyssal Demon skates aside to try and dodge the blasts. A couple whizz by, but one strikes dead into the 'forehead' of one of her side cannon arrays, punching in and bursting on impact. Leyte skids aside from the force of the blast, but she's already back in action after twisting with the explosion to propel herself forward toward Nagato. "It's not interfering when you stumble your dumb face into a trap, idiot!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her arm lifts, the cannons along her forearm blasting to life to fire shell after shell on the Fleet leader in front of her.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, Atago's stun is something the rising submarines seem intent on taking advantage of. The eerie Abyssals slink out of the ocean and start grasping onto the heavy cruiser, clutching at her and trying to drag her below the ocean's surface. Ta is staying underwater nearby for now; if Atago resists, she'll be on hand to help those submarines out.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At the same time, a dark, tall shape suddenly looms behind Ryuujou in her space behind a rock. Two giant walls of cannons lift up behind her as Ru silently readies her attack, and while Ryuujou may certainly notice that ominous shadow covering her, the sudden /slam/ of those two massive walls coming down to crush her may be difficult to avoid if she doesn't!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;An order, unheard from the fleet daughters, had been given to the Abyssal destroyers that were attempting to shelter from the shells and being strafed by Ryuujou's fighters. They're trying to be sneaky about it, but ultimately they are only destroyers with a bit better than animal intelligence, and not really created with subtlety in mind. While trying to avoid more harassment from Ryuujou, the remaining five begin moving in a loosely defined circle of the perimeter of the battlefield, to encircle it as best as they can. One experiences a close call as a torpedo from a bomber lands in the water immediately next to it. It takes a strike to its aft quarters, briefly knocking out its tail fluke's operation, which is equivalent to a ship's rudder. It is not a fatal strike, however, and it continues on with reduced speed, using its own propulsion to steer with reduced agility. Once in position, they continue playing this dangerous game of tag, finally returning fire; five inch guns springing from their mouths, and beginning counter-shelling. They do not fully commit: Their objective is to add to the confusion of the battlefield. It is not like their shells would seriously damage Nagato, or even Atago, unless it was a lucky hit.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Wo-class was pinned down for a moment by strafing fighters, herself, but eventually, the distractions give her enough of a window to hinge open the jaw of her hat-like flight deck. It is at reduced capacity with the damage to it, but it nonetheless manages to launch a small wing of three Abyssal fighters, the meter-wide beasts growing to their full size of two meters shortly after launch. They quickly climb to the same cruising altitude as Ryuujou's fighters, greeting them with both that characteristically awful buzzing, as well as automatic cannon fire. The torpedo bombers, except for some anti-air from the Wo-class' defensive batteries, remain undisturbed for the time being from her side of the conflict. Once the pistons and jet turbine sounds retreat from her position, for a moment, she lets out a grunt, as she twists out one particularly long and jagged piece of the coral, from where it had lodged in her abdomen, sending more of that sickly sludge spilling out. "Planes - in the air," she rasps. "Will add more - as I can." Even against a light carrier like the fleet daughters have, this much air cover is enough only to add some parity, at best. It's the best she can do for the time being, though. The fighters will also keep their non-existant eyes peeled for any approach of fleet daughter reinforcements, or other unwelcome parties.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ryuujou's planes start returning after the bomb drops but with fighters on their tail, some of them don't make it back, the little pilot fairies bailing ship and parachuting down to cling to the rocks nearby. Ryuujou's head shakes and with the darkening of the sky, something felt really wrong. She turns around and starts to sail away from the sudden appearance of that Ru. "Aaaah, battleship!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago struggles from the grasp of submarines latching onto her legs, aiming her guns down to try and fire at them. "HEy, let go! I'm not going under just yet! I said get OFF!" reports of gunfire are launched into the water, with little probability that they'd injure but enough to try and scare off the submarines to get the hell off the Heavy Cruiser, "Nagato! Incoming fire!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato herself takes to skating along, a couple of the shells from Leyte's cannon strike home on the armor belt and penetrate through, leaving a hole under one of the main turrets while the random gunfire from the destroyers just bounce off, a few of them making knicks and cuts into Nagato's flesh, "It won't happen again, I will assure you that." she scoffs, moving to sail closer to return that punch with a shell powered recoil punch, two of the cannons aimed backwads, partially aimed towards one of the destroyers.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ru's giant armaments slam into the ocean's surface, kicking up large torrents of water where Ryuujou was a moment ago. The battleship smirks as she turns toward the carrier's retreat, dragging her gun arrays into alignment. "What's wrong, little girl? Are you /scared/ of me?" The Abyssal lets out a menacing laugh at her own taunting, one that's quickly muted by the multiple reports coming from the cannons blasting shells over Ryuujou over and over again, forcing the carrier to stay on her toes if she doesn't want to be blown up. Slow though Ru may be, she's doing her best to keep Ryuujou covered, though she can only really manage one direction...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shots fly toward the sumbarines, but it seems like it's going to take more than that to just scare them off. They're determined, almost zombie-like in their ravenous assault. One suffers a shell through the forehead, but after lurching back briefly, it soon resumes its determined assault on Atago. And as if that weren't enough, Ta suddenly bursts out of the water herself in front of the cruiser, and beneath her wide sleeves those strange gun-headed mouths slither out on their extended tubes to chomp down on her arms and hinder things even more. The battleship's eyes flare with a yellow light that echoes her menacing grin; there's no way she's not relishing the chance to literally drag this Fleet Daughter down into the depths.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leyte, meanwhile, almost seems to be having the time of her life. She rushes toward Nagato, but only just in time for that punch to swing out straight for her relatively unprotected gut. Surprise jolts through her expression, and the Demon is stopped in her tracks as she's bent forward, groaning and wincing. "...nice one," she grumbles. "But...how about /this/?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her metal claw clenched into another tight fist, Leyte suddenly straightens up, driving a second punch up to Nagato's stomach. This time, she's going to double it up: the moment that strike impacts, the cannons on her forearm blast to life for a close-range blast to add even more punch to her...well, punch.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The destroyer with compromised steering, it wasn't exactly experting a shell fired backwards from Nagato. Especially not from that awkward angle. Nonetheless, the flight time gives it plenty of a chance to try to avoid the trajectory, and it likely could have if it were able to navigate at full speed. As it is, a near miss is still enough explosive power to finish the job, causing it to roll over onto its side and the blast of water sending it crashing into the rocks, turning its defensive position into a liability. It is not quite a clean break in two, but it's enough that after a few moments of struggle, the inner light in its eyes dims, and it rolls off to be carried away on, and then under, the waves. The four remaining destroyers, sensing things are in their favor, make audible clanking sounds, as it seems they are switching ammunition types on the fly. When they resume fire, it's to put up a cloud of anti-air fire, setting a relatively low ceiling on air cover, and aiming to assist their Wo-class flagship in maintaining the skies, and darkening with smoke and flak what had been a pristine day.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Abyssal fleet carrier, herself, isn't in much shape to do much maneuvering, so it's a good thing that Leyte, Ru and Ta were doing such a masterful job of keeping them tied up. She clutches her open wound as she drags herself up against another rocky island, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, while looking through the vision of her planes. The assault is going well, she sees. Possibly a little one-sided, but that was part of the plan, wasn't it? Where were their friends? Shouldn't they have been here by now? She gives a shake of her head to clear it of distracting thoughts, instead willing the maw of her flight deck open again. It launches not only the last two fighters of her first wing, but adds two dive bombers. They cruise below the curtain of anti-air from the destroyers, and skipping over Ryuujou, instead buzz out of the skies from behind Nagato, opening up with their belly guns. Strafes of this caliber are likely to do little more than tickle, but it's just another distraction she'll have to deal with.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Nngh, I can't launch any planes! Too much fire!" Ryuujou shouts, fleeing from the Ru-class that's on her aft, "Nagato! Help!" she shouts, looking at possible retreat options, but with the shark circle of destroyers, they may end up with torpedo fire if they try. Atago, however, frowns at the suddenness of another battleship, that Ta-class' chomps on Atago's arm has her with a scream of pain from it, struggling to try and fight off not only multiple submarines but a battleship intent on dragging the Heavy Cruiser down to a watery hell. "Le.... let go!" those guns on Atago's side send out a report of fire towards the Ta-class, unaimed from the struggling, however, she's down to her calves in water.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, the aircraft fire plinks into Nagato's back causing the battleship to twitch and the feeling of Leyte's fist connecting into the Admiral's stomach, then the forearm blast has the Admiral coughing up something black-ish, her eyes widening. A penetrating hit from that close. The chink of ammunition being swapped out as Nagato stares upwards at the Demon, coughing a bit. "Fire..." she whispers out, with this close range, the Type 94 AP Shells should give a good punch and penetration from this close. "Go to hell."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ru is keeping her attention focused still on keeping Ryuujou harassed, firing shell after shell over the continued laughter of the Abyssal battleship. Ta, meanwhile, suffers a good strike from Atago's panic: a blast shoots through her stomach, blasting a ghostly hole in her side. She gasps in pain, her gaze shifting between that wound and Atago, before her expression hardens with anger. "You're only just making it harder on yourself, you little..."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Before she can figure out how to insult the cruiser, though, she suddenly lurches forward to deliver a strong headbutt to Atago in an attempt to stun her more and give those submarines an easier time tugging her down.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leyte's arm pulls back after that strike, claws flexing and curling as she looks down at her handiwork. "...hn. Are you already gonna fall over from that? Come on, big girl, I thought you could do better than-"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;BOOM.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leyte's one visible eye snaps open in shock at the blast from Nagato, blowing through a good chunk of her torso with the shells' burst. She staggers back, her wound dripping that black goop still; it's a few moments before she can recover her senses, and when she does, all of them are directed toward anger.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Demon doesn't give another word. Instead, she just lurches foward toward Nagato again, reaching out her hand to grab Nagato by the neck and simply /slam/ her down to the ocean below, fury driving her raw strength toward that one goal.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;More than any words over the radio, the deeper connections of the Abyssal fleet alert the Wo-class to some of her sisters in the area getting return fire. It causes the wound in her stomach to ache, as well, sympathetically. 'Why did they have to attempt to follow us? This was their own fault.' It's that fact that the carrier reassures herself with, as the dive bombers she can afford to field climb to the safe ceiling, one far lower thanks to their own destroyers' cover of fire. The planes buzz, having spotted something curious below. It's the fleet daughters' light carrier withdrawing a paper that could become a plane and preparing to use it with her scroll of a flight deck. For a moment, they begin a dive toward her, their turbines roaring. But at the last moment, they appear to notice something, or perhaps are toying with her, and pull up without dropping their payload. Instead, the two dive bombers join the fighters in their helping Leyte to harass Nagato, waiting for the opening to drop their bombs upon the battleship.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The destroyers have to take a brief break from their continuous anti-air fire, in order to reload, if the mechanical clattering from deep inside their bodies is any indication. They continue to shift from island to island, every so often, glaring at anything that gets close to their perimeter. Their torpedo stocks are low; it's not out of the question for healthy ships to be able to run their blockade. But in the fleet daughters' current quagmire, it might be a bit more difficult. The Wo-class continues watching through the eyes of her aircraft, and eventually recalls the first three fighters she was able to launch, with their fuel reserves beginning to deplete, and two of them still in the air.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the Ru-Class trying to get close, Ryuujou ducks behind another one of the pillars of rock, a peice of paper out and flight deck stretched out, "I'm trusting you, get there. There's no anti air fire so you should have a clear shot now." a few hand symbols later, magic pours into the paper and it shoots off, becoming another recon plane that flies towards the east, ready to meet up with Isuzu and the rest. After the plane's launched, the Ru's shells blow the cover away, sending the girl into the water with chunks of rock embedded in her leg.!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meanwhile, Atago is not only harried by submarines and a Ta class, but the Ta class gets herself in and the headbutt connects, causing the cruiser to wobble in place, dropping a bit more in the water, "U..ugh.. my head.. hurts now." she groaned out, the turrets slowly moving before launching another rapport of shells at the Ru and Ta. "I... I will not give up! I will not sink so long as I have another shell to fire!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato, however, takes a look towards the struggling Atago as two of the four turrets start aiming towards that direction, "YOu're making light of the Big Seven. You'll wish you haven't." four shells are launched with an impressive cloud of smoke and fire from those turrets, whizzing directly towards the Ta class. This distraction in trying to save one of her own ends up with Leyte's hand connecting and full body meeting water, what armor is over the water starts peppering Leyte with secondary fire, definately smaller caliber, but it should drive her away enough to get back up... hopefully.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It takes a bit for Ru to notice that fleeing recon plane; by the time she does in a brief lull from her rapid cannon fire, it's gone too far for her to do much about it. All she can spare is a sharp curse under her breath before her attention turns back to Ryuujou. "Dammit. Guess I'll just have to sink you faster, before any of your friends come along." The battleship begins moving on toward Ryuujou, then: her cannons seem to need a bit of cooling time, but with the carrier down for the moment, those giant masses of metal should be the /perfect/ crushing implements in the meantime.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ta doesn't exactly shrug off that headbutt on her end. Those kinds of things are more in Ru's specialty, and while Atago is left reeling...so is Ta, to a lesser extent. At least those mouths aren't clamped on the cruiser's arms anymore, and the next shot from Atago blasts into Ta's shoulder. With a cry of pain, she's sent stumbling back and clutching her blasted shoulder, but those submarines take the opportunity to simply start clambering over Atago in their efforts to drag her into the depths. They groan, clutch, and pull, trying to simply overwhelm her and pull her under!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ta, still recovering, gets another several blasts from Nagato's assault, bursting against her again and again and causing more than a bit of damage to her more delicate frame as she's pushed away from Atago. Leyte suffers a smaller assault, too, shots popping against the black armor of her arms and bursting into pale skin, but she seems far too furious to register it as much more than even more pain. In her rage, she pushes through as best as she can, ignorant of the damage starting to punch holes in her armor and body. Her drive is purely to smash Nagato down, and the moment she's close enough again, that she does.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Each word she shouts in rage at Nagato is punctuated with another powerful slam of her metal fists. "JUST. GIVE. UP. ALREADY. YOU. USELESS. LITTLE..." Both of the Demon's fists clench together and lift above her head, and that last sentence is paired with the sudden descent of a hammerfist onto Nagato from above. "/BITCH/!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Left to her own devices, for the most part, the Wo-class continues shuffling aircraft to keep fresh ones in the sky. The dive bombers, perhaps wanting to avoid accidentally striking Leyte while she's at close range, are a bit more deliberately careful with aiming their ordinance than they usually would be, and apparently they fall to either side of the stubborn Nagato. The bombs themselves have additional fuses, and detonate beneath, instead. A narrow miss. Unfortunately for them, it's one bomb per sortie, but they turn their even lighter caliber guns on Nagato, maneuvering close like mosquitos and one even doing a barrel roll between the pronged horns of her headgear, giving a buzzing as it goes, but also opening itself to small caliber anti-air fire, should she find the time to spare it. Wo quickly brings the others back into line; they all climb back to the effective operating ceiling, and break off from the attack, instead moving into a patrol formation.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Immediately after Ryuujou manages to get the scout in the air, meanwhile, the destroyers have finished their staggered reloads, and continue their full anti-air blanket. It was just one scout plane that got through their screen, what good would that do besides finding some dolphins? They buzz and chatter nonsensically between each other at their shared joke, one of them ill-behaved and unable to resist temptation, and beginning to inch closer to Ryuujou's position. When it gets close enough, it leaps at her with its cannon withdrawing, jaws first. It looks like it's taking a cue from some of the bigger sisters in the area, and is wanting to chomp onto her leg to hold her fast there. The throaty sounds from deep inside its body almost makes it sound like the attack dog its behavior emulates. A late model destroyer, its pale grey stubs of legs wiggle and writhe in the air, whether or not it finds its mark. The air cover thins that much more with its preoccupation, but it's not like Ryuujou is in a position to take advantage of that, is it?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;All three women are harried from every direction. The destroyer that gets near Ryuujou manages to sink its teeth into Ryuujou's leg, sending the girl face first into the water, various bits of paper aircraft flying everywhichway while Atago struggles with now just the submarines trying to pull her under. "Kyaaa, I said leave me be!" as she lets another rapport of shells head down into the water at the subs, at the arms to try to sever them from this.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato, however, is not faring well. The constant peppering from the machine guns from those abyssal fighters, the two bombs that miss but explode shrapnel still manages to cut into the Battleship's legs, Nagato looks quite injured from all this, even small damage can add up. And there's not close to enough room to go into Ocean Fit. She's trying now to just defend her fleet instead of herself, turning around t fire a couple of shots towards the Ru.. "Get away from my carrier!" she shouts, those armor peircing shells making a high arc towards that battleship.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato is breathing heavy, turning around with a fist prepped, but those slams of metal fists cause her to spit out more of that black fluid, each slam causing her to sink lower and lower and that last one, before it lands, "I will not... give up..." she coughs, then the hammerfist to her head and she falls down face first into the ocean. And doesn't seem to move.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shots blast off the limbs of those submarines, making it harder for them to successfully continue dragging Atago down. A couple are forced to sink down into the waves; not built for direct combat, it's difficult for them to keep things up by now, leaving only two more to keep their deathgrip on Atago. Ta, at least, is recovering from her various assaults, but she's definitely looking worse for the wear there. She's trying to keep her distance, until something sounds like it needs her intervention.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ru, meanwhile, continues her approach toward Ryuujou, until several piercing shells suddenly slam into her unguarded back. One after another explodes into her, blasting on impact and sending the battleship stumbling forward in her shocked imbalance. "Wha-" That /hurt/ - Ryuujou's going to have a few moments to recover there, if the destroyers don't manage to finish up.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And Leyte just stands over Nagato, panting and hissing crimson steam from between her teeth. It actually takes her several moments to realize...Nagato's not getting up.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She's actually not getting up.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leyte stares...then laughs. First an uncertain chuckle, then rising into a louder and louder cackle, one of menacing, satisfied victory. She did it. She /did/ it. /Now/ see if Rossel and Anchorage keep taunting her! /Now/ see if anyone calls her weak after /this/!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ta is not nearly so caught up in things. The agile battleship overhears Wo's warning that reinforcements are on the way, and she's quick to skate over and pick up Ru from where the siser battleship is trying to recover. Soft words and easy lifting help make sure Ru is stable, and all at once, Ru and the submarines quickly slip beneath the ocean's surface to retreat. Ta glances over to give Wo a quick nod that everything's in order before - very carefully - making her way to Leyte.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fortunately, the Demon is so distracted with her victory that she can easily be led out. That laughter fades under the waves, echoing with faint disbelief: "I did it...I finally...!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It was hard to believe. And yet it was there before Wo's eyes, or more specifically, to her planes'. Nagato was face down in the water, bobbing and not moving, and not getting back up. Leyte's laughter rings out across the seas, and even if they were the same kind of being, it's a little chilling. You would think she had conquered the world with that sort of cackle. All of the destroyers still on the fringes seem to slow down their fire, as well, not seeming to believe it themselves, or perhaps hesitating from that same sound. The relative quiet only makes it punctuate the surroundings, that much more. It's about that time that the Wo-class' planes, as well as herself, pick up something on radar, from around the echos of the shoals. Incoming ships -- small and fast ones, but after the fight the fleet daughters put up, they're realistically in no shape to deal with a second round. Especially not Wo, that was already well-damaged before this began. The information is shared among those Abyssals that are still sane enough to hear it.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The destroyer that was biting onto Ryuujou's leg hesitantly releases its clench, leaving her behind and giving a kick-off with its tail fluke, before growling. It's almost like a grumbling. The other destroyers break off of their perimeter picket, and begin heading back towards clear, deeper water. Along with them, they stop by the island that the Wo-class had been on, firing tow-cables out of their outer shells before beginning to drag her through the water behind them. She's not able to contribute much more; she'll rely on the Ta-class and Ru-class battleships to handle clearing Leyte out of the area.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But it's not over, not fully. From where Nagato is bobbing up and down in the water, something bubbles up next to her. It's the Ro-class that had been presumed sunk earlier. Is it intending to claim the final victory for itself? Instead of firing or making any aggressive move, it bobs up under her body, appearing to be trying to support it, as it gurgles and strains. A light encompasses its body briefly. It's only just enough until the reinforcements can arrive, but it's doing its best until then. Unfortunately, that strength depletes shortly after, as well as whatever 'GET!' they might have received, if only circumstances were less dire.<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Evening time, the Admiralship known as Nagato is sitting at her desk with Atago nearby. Papers are being shuffled and the board dictating most of the oceanic area around Hikari is displayed prominently on the desk. It's when Atago pipes up from the already tense air, "Go easy on her, Nagato. She may not have been ready to accept command as readily as Nowaki."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"That is the problem, Atago." Nagato retorts back, looking at her from the corner of her eye, "This new situation, the entire Multiverse. The entire fleet, every one of them, needs to be ready to take command." she shakes her head some, looking sternly at the door. "I'll go easy on her today."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure rubs her upper arms, as if suffering from a chill as she walks down the corridor towards the Admirals Office. She bites her lower lip and glances at the other girls she passes, but averts her eyes quickly. She stops outside of the door, takes a deep breath to calm her nerves and reaches out.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She hesitates before knocking, a lump forming in her throat that she struggles to swallow down. "Come on Shigure... You knew this would happen..." goading herself on, the destroyer swallows, then knocks firmly before reaching for the handle. "I'm coming in!" she calls out, before pushing the door open before she can chicken out again...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This causes her to over do it, and stumble into the officer, flopping flat on her face as the door creaks open a little wider with the momentum.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago and Nagato look at the door firmly with the words being spoken, then the destroyer piling in face first into the ground. "Shigure!" comes the stern word from the Admiral. "Now now, Nagato~, be nice." A sigh comes from the battleship, looking towards the prone destroyer with a shake of her head. "You are aware of why I called you in? I offered you a chance at being a Flagship, no other destroyer has had that chance yet and yet... you decline?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato stands up and walks around to the front of her desk, staring at the destroyer intently, "I do not know why you declined the offer, though Nowaki was gracious enough to take it instead and has given a good report." Atago moves up to pick up the destroyer with a pat upon the head before she speaks. "What the Admiral is trying to say, Shigure, is that she wants you and the rest of the girls to grow stronger and by leading a fleet, she can see where everyone is."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a look towards Atago and lightly nods, "Mm. Atago is right. I do not do this to punish, I do this to flourish the girls. If a Flagship falls, we need another to step up to the point role and take over to prevent chaos and loss of the fleet."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure pushes herself up, cheeks flushed brightly both from the fact she just made a fool of herself in front of the Admiral /and/ her Secretary ship, and the tone Nagato uses immediately afterward. When Atago comes over and pats her on the head, the Heavy Cruiser would be able to see tears welling up in those blue eyes.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Lips quivering, Shigure tries to respond, but only manages to squeak out an "I'm Sorry."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago frowns a bit and leans down, pulling the Destroyer into a hug against her chest. "Now now, Shigure, no need to cry. Nagato's stern but she does this for the good of the Fleet." Nagato still has that stoic, stern look before looking down, "Shigure, I apologize for being harsh. I ask that you learn and when the opportunity presents itself once more, to embrace it and go after it." a pause, "You did well in the fleet report from Nowaki's notes. I look forward to seeing what you can do as a flagship next time."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato moves over and rubs Shigure's head lightly, "Go get some rest. I will have Mamiya bring a dessert to you. Please do heed my words, I expect great things from my girls, most of all my Destroyers."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure sniffles, as she's hugged by Atago. She listens, and when able, looks up at Nagato. "I-I'm not strong like Yuudachi... or brave like Tenryuu and Kiso... I couldn't even save her." she says in a quiet voice as she reaches up to touch the little ornament in her hair.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The destroyer sighs softly, and internalizes everything again with some visible effort. The mask goes back on, and she salutes the Battleship. "Understood, Admiral... this rain won't last forever." she says, before waiting to be dismissed.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And that's when everything comes crashing into Nagato like a wave. She looks at that ornament... "Shigure. Why did you not come to me earlier? You don't need to be strong like Yuudachi or..." psycho? "brave like Tenryuu and Kiso. You have your own qualities and that's what I'm looking for in a destroyer." she pauses a moment, the battleship showing a rare moment of compassion. "I will strike this off the record, Shigure. This will not exist concerning you and your record and... I would like you to visit with Atago some more when you're ready. Discuss what is going on with her and we'll overcome this like the fleet we are."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"If there are no words left, you are dismissed Shigure."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Shigure nods, and without letting the mask slip again, salutes and turns to leave. It isn't until she's all the way back in her quarters, that she lets the mask fall away again, and she curls up in her bunk. "... Yamashiro..."<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Another three losses under the Fleet Daughers belt and with all the help that the Union has offered and done, Nagato trails along to the Arsenal. Filled with boxes of ammo, turrets of various sizes, torpedo racks and the equient fairies that make sure everything is organized. Nagato sighs, looking at everything in front of her, a fist slamming into the door's frame... "Damnit. I can't keep having these losses under my belt. First we lost Kongou... almost lost Kuma twice... Atago was badly injured."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Admiral gives a heavy sigh, "What am I doing wrong... where in my trainings am I failing... Are the daughters losing confidence in me? What of the Union..." a look to the roof and a sigh, "Musashi, what would you say." If Reiji's there or not, Nagato is not paying attention.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:705|Reiji Arisu (705)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Reiji is no ninja. Such things are outside the realm of his expertise. But, if someone isn't looking for him- and if they can't pick up on his rather 'loud' spiritual presence- then it's not too difficult for him to go overlooked. After all, he is, outside of his talents, but an ordinary man.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It seems he's arrived early today. His personal arsenal rests against his legs. His arms are crossed over his chest, and he leans casually on the enormous metal doorframe- opposite to where Nagato had decided to vent her frustrations, it seems.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"You're too hard on yourself," he says as he fiddles with one of his many lighters. There's no smoke, right now, only the soft click and snap of a zippo opening and shutting. "Losses are expected in combat. Minimizing them is the task of the commander. So far, you've only had one true combat-loss, all others have been recovered, and Kongou was rescued in the end."<br /><br />"Don't lose your head," he advises. Reiji flicks his thumb, snapping the zippo shut one last time before shoving it into a pocket on his armored coat, "If you let a few setbacks shake you, your ability as a leader will only suffer."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"That would be exactly what she would say." Nagato says, looking across the way. "I am trying but their actions reflect on me. I can't have much more failure. I am not sure what the Union will do if we keep underperforming." She shakes her head, "Let us move on and discuss upgrading the fleet..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:705|Reiji Arisu (705)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"If you say so," Reiji replies with a shrug, pushing away from the doorframe, "I think you may be worrying a bit much. Especially since your girls may be in someone else's crosshairs." He leans over a bit and picks up a small, metal briefcase from where he had placed it atop a nearby crate. "Anyway, business."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Armed with his Important Documents, Reiji moves further into the armory, and eventually finds a place to sit near another crate. One that seems to be doubling as a table. "I couldn't convince the JSDF to hand over anything absolutely cutting edge," he explains, popping open the latches on the briefcase, "But they weren't opposed to parting with less advanced tech. I think it may still be an improvement over some of your existing weapons, though."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a light nod. "Perhaps you're right, Reiji." she concedes, the Admiral moving over to follow the 'Important Buisness' briefcase and its holder to the now makeshift table. "I still cannot help but worry about my Daughters. Having them sink is not a great feeling to have." she gives a look over the documents when the case is opened and papers spread out.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I see, your JSDF will have my gratitude either way." she gives the documents a scan over, all the tech shown is, compared to what she's using now, pretty high tech. "If you say this is less advanced technology... I'm afraid to see what your cutting edge items are, Reiji. As for how we do this, what is it that you need from me and my stores. My armory is open."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:705|Reiji Arisu (705)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"That's a feeling all commanders learn to live with, I'm told," the Exorcist says with a grimace. He breathes a long sigh, "But you must also be able to trust their abilities, and to work to ensure their work has meaning."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;His eyes flicker up from the documents to the Admiral. Fingers knit into a steepled nest over the bridge of his nose. "One of the stipulations on the exchage," Reiji replies, "Is that the Fleet conduct reconnaissance and intelligence gathering on behalf of the Shinra Organization, as well as to serve as naval escort in case it becomes necessary." He sets his hands back on the table, still knit together, "Furthermore, the organization also wants to study a 'live' Abyssal Symbiote if one can be acquired."<br /><br />"Lastly, they'd like some of the girls to meet with some of the sailors in the JSDF," he says with a shrug, "To build morale. Also possibly raise funds."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a nod, listening to the requests. "Recon and intelligence gathering will be doable. I have a fleet of ships I can have assigned to active duty under Shinra on the condition that I am still their Admiral." a pause at the second request, giving a hmm... "I will do my best to acquire one, however, I'm not sure I'll be able to. I'll see if we can't down an I-Class submarine, that should do your orginzation proper for payment and study." another pause is given... and a nod, "I have the perfect girl to send for the morale building. She's the Fleet's Idol."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato looks at the blueprints some more, giving a light nod, "I'm honestly hoping this will help in our fight against non abyssal fleets... And them in general."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:705|Reiji Arisu (705)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Just be sure to make it count, and keep it discrete," Reiji cautions, leaning back on his folding chair. "Once they know you've got this stuff, I doubt it'll take them long to escalate themselves. When that happens, you've got an arms race on your hads."<br /><br />He gives her a bit of a look, too, "Right, I think I heard you mention that idol singer of yours. I'm sure she'll do fine."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Discrretion is the better part of valor. And I don't need an arms race with the Abyssal Fleet. It'll be used for emergency use for now." a pause, "And for now, I would like only my turrets upgraded, I don't wish this to backfire on the other girls and immobilize them or leave them more dfenseless."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns to pull a peice of paper from somewhere, "Deployment orders for Naka. She'll deploy for you for these events."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:705|Reiji Arisu (705)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>"Understood," Reiji says with a nod, folding the orders into a neat rectangle, and securing them in one of his many pockets, "Hope it works out for you. I assume you have the facilities to build them?"<br /><br />He nods, then. "I'll keep you abreast of when they're planning to host the event," Reiji says, "Should be pretty interesting, I think."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a nod, "I should, if not I have plenty of space to get things built for you. I will spare any inch of this hangar for you if you require it and the equipment fairies are quite reliable." she gives a brief nod, "I do hope this works out for me as well and I look forward to the event, I always enjoy seeing Naka-chan perform for the fleet, it really lifts everyones spirits."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:705|Reiji Arisu (705)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hopefully Shinra won't need anything on the scale of a battleship," Reiji chuckles, though there's a possibility that they may in fact require one... sometime. Who knows? "Let me know if the equipment doesn't function properly. It may be a spiritual issue. We'll see."<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Phase Rock has been under the control of the Confederacy and walking around is borders are several Confederate defense units. Along with them is several strange black airships made of metal and have glowing lines of blue. They hover in the air with no thrusts or propulsion of any kind that be seen.<br /><br />Below them on the ground with the Confederate forces are walking machines that stand around ten feet tall. With drill like arms and heavily armored bodies. Up on the shoulders are some type of platform and a gear can be seen rotating around in the back as they move. These machines are known as Magitek Vanguards, drones from the Garlean Empire and most likely part of the XIV Legion's unit.<br /><br />Thankfully, Gaius Van Baelsar is no where to be seen nor is his massive airship. For the Union if they can break past the aerial and ground defense. They may be able to claim this area away from the Confederates.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Atago, the second in command to Nagato's personal fleet, is in sortie out towards the target zone... Phase Rock. The giant magical crystal that seems it would be the perfect thing to acquire for the Union for how much they have helped the Fleet Daughters with supplies. The blue clad heavy cruiser is decked out in her 20cm guns, stopping a good ways way from the shore of the island. "Mmm.. interesting units, no ships. Nagato will be pleased for this, now... to have Shimakaze and Amatasukaze come back me up when I retreat..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>As Atago starts to approach the aerial units are the first to take notice. "We have a Union inbound by IFF." With that sent several defense batteries raise up on the guard wall and swivel around to take aim, the fighter airships that have been patrolling around, and spin themselves in the air on the dime. Their own weapons coming online.<br /><br />Soon Atago would get a transmission sent to her directly, "Member of the Union. This area is under Confederate control. Turn back at once or we will open fire."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago is smiling as she is noticed by the enemy forces, a light wave coming from the almost eternally happy heavy cruiser. "Transmission recieved, however I am afraid my Admiral has set me out on sortie. I cannot retreat because you asked so kindly." Atago's twin gun mounts slowly swivel around and above... and off radio "Firing soultion verified, angle of thirty degrees, non moving target, wind at five knots south west."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Pan paka paaan!" comes that spirited voice as guns go blazing: legft gun, right gun then both at the same time, aiming at one of the Vanguards, the standard high explosive shells, four in total come arcing in for a hit.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The guns open fire from Atago as it scatters across the ocean to the land. The Vanguards go on the move, but one of them gets caught directly. The bullets rattle it and it falls backwards exploding in blue flames. Men hit the deck as the exchange is now going to commence.<br /><br />As Atagao moves in closer, several on the Vanguard at the edge, plant their feet down and several silos on their shoulders open up, before with a blast of blue flash come out several missiles. Those missiles sail through the air, moving, rotating, before they arch in attempt to capture the ship woman in the explosion as the Ceruleum within detonates in a brilliant blue explosive burst.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The explosion of shells and an explosion of the mechanized infantry bring a brighter smile to the Heavy Crusier's face, skating inwards more to get better firing positions on those troops. One versus many was not Atago's way but she was going to make due. As the counter fire comes streaking in, that beautiful blue that almost matches her outfit, crashes all around the Second. When the flames dissipate from the water, some of her coat is seared.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Atago's not too happy with the seared edges and blackened parts of her wardrobe. That smile all but gone from her face. "Oh, so we are trying to be serious now? I can do that too." her tone is a bit less playful than normal as she starts skating once more to keep her speed up from the next incoming barrage. A quick turn, she snap fires her turrets once more, and from behind a seaplane takes to the air to give scouting coverage and vision around the area.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Vanguards scatter once more, as the rain of terror comes from the Ship Maiden. Yet not all are spared from her demonstration of power as one of the other Vanguard's arms are blown off and Ceruluem starts to pump out. When that blue fuel gets impacted it also ignites it brilliant blue fire, trailing right back up and causing the Vanguard to explode.<br /><br />Parts from the drone sail across the sky, impacting another Vanguard and clattering across the air support, which then start to move in. They start to open fire with their own machine guns, as the turrets back near the wall rotate, before opening fire at the sky attempting to see about cutting off some of the higher up vision.<br /><br />Meanwhile the Vanguards are breaking up and while a few get a orange flicker in their visor slits. Its hard to tell what those mechanical drones are actually up too.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago's also not known for the queen of collateral damage, however it seems she may be rapidly gaining this title as the fight continues from its infancy. She continues her rapid skating, watching the explosive blue liquid inviting and sending more of that things parts everywhere. "Fragile things..." she shakes her head some, that playful smile coming across her face one more. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the counter fire erupts, she trails the bullets heading her way only for the fire to stop and take aim to her seaplane. A lucky hit from one of the machine-guns hit the fairy-laden plane, causing it to tailspin out of control... and smash right into the back of Atago. A wince coming from the blue clad ship woman and with a quick turn around, she initiates another snap fire while keeping moving, "I'll rescue you later!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>As Atago returns fire, one of the ships in the air quickly turn about. The impacts clip across its armor and break off some of the material, but the airships seem to be far better built then those drones on the ground.<br /><br />As for the Vanguards they are moving themselves into position for something, even as some bullets rattle their armor, they do not stand back or seem to be to bothered by their own getting destroyed. There visors though all flickered in Unison as the back of their heels sunk into the ground.<br /><br />There was a flicker of blue flames that huffed out from the vents, before the drills spun up. Shortly after the drill's 'caps' fire off as the Cermet drill's outer layer blasted off like a missile itself. Spinning right for Atago.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Direct hit to something she isnt good at hitting. Today has to be Atago's lucky day. "Perhaps I should try the faire games in Japan..." she comments, that bright smile just making her day. Boy does she have a story to tell the Admiral. Now, only if she can win this for her.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A study of the Vanguards and their drills, watching their movement as she skids to a stop, preparing a new firing solution. "Wind picking up at seven knots. Angle of twenty four degrees. Aiming slightly east." then the cerment drills are fired, aiming right for the maiden. She gets ready to move , kicking off the water to get herself going, but the cerment drills crash right into her superstructure and armored coat, digging in and causing quite a bit of damage, a black lace undershirt showing and cracks all along the guns structures...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Battered around, Atago drops slightly into the water, puttering forth as she readjusts her aim. "I will be taking this for Admiral." she claims, letting loose one more barrage at the shore units.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The shots come and the Vanguards actually /move/ this time. One of them does get clipped but they don't seem to be standing around now. Perhaps they have obtained enough data to become dangerous now. As they move, they are nothing but a simple momentary distraction.<br /><br />The real actually is back behind the wall as several Garleans line up their own equipment, making a few adjustments on their screens. That is when she may notice behind the wall several rockets blast up into the air. As those go up, a few of the Vanguards come to a stop and open with those Ceruleum missiles.<br /><br />If the Ship Maiden doesn't act fast, she will find herself not only coming under attack by the missiles she has already met, but also some even higher powered rockets that are now dropping down for her!<br /><br />Looks like the Garleans have no plans to leave this area easily.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They're getting better with aim, she better finish this quick as one misstep may see Atago sinking. She calculates a few things in her head as she continues her skating around. The missiles crash right in front of her, spreading their blue flame payload all over the Heavy Cruiser while the speed of her skating barely avoids the rockets that come crashing in, the water splashing over her to douse some of the flames, with black scorch marks over all her equipment and her extremites.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Time for Atago to get serious, another plane launches and she charges forth, leveling her guns at the rocketeers, even if they're behind those vanguards! Both of her guns seem to glow a bit from the tip and with a resounding 'BANG', four higher powered shells are shot forth, armor pericing and explosive combined into one shell. "I'm not leaving without this place.." or until Shimakaze and Amatsukaze come dragging her off...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The armor piercing around slams into one of the Vanguards and once it sinks in, it explodes. There is a kachunk from a few of them as they set up the next load of missiles on the rack. They start to move around once again, in order to find a proper position on the battlefield.<br /><br />Looking for her weakness, but with the distance between them and her, it makes it difficult. After all, the Vanguards can't fly and they can not at all swim. So the distance has been Atago's saving grace. No matter how many times they want to line up, they can't go in for melee.<br /><br />Yet several of the airship fighters move from their hovering position. They swing wide past her, then circle back around. They move in and start to open fire with their own piercing rounds at high velocity. Its almost as if they are trying to push her to the 'beach'.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;More explosions, another mark on the belt. And Atago's still cheerful despite being pelted with everything and the sea water. She spins around and starts skaing backwards as she pulls her coat up against her to protect herself from the peircing rounds, the rounds ripping right through the coat and making a few holes in the ship girl's sides. She knows what she needs to get down next, but anti air has not been her strong point.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago readies her ammo once more and points the guns directly up before making a skidding motion to stop and dash forward, firing up once she gets under that armored flying thing! "Air support is not fun!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Atago's got to think quick, Shimakaze and Amatsukaze aren't here yet so she can't get the anti air support she needs...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The Ship Maiden's shots clang and clunk across the armor as she zips around their underside, but these things can skim around on the air effortlessly and spin around 180 without to much hitch, making sure none of her bullets stick in one area.<br /><br />Though one of them has to pull out as they were starting to take to much damage from the return fire and high tails it back to the main land. Yet during all this, the Vanguards were not standing by idle....<br /><br />They were prepping another launch of their Cermet drills, as they spun and fires as Atago had their back turned toward them. It looks like the Garleans are now playing rather dirty in trying to hold down Phase Rock!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The return fire and the drills fortunately graze the Ship Maiden's back and sides as she turns around in the nick of time, ripping through her armored coat. "I'll bill you for the coat..." she frowns, letting a barrage of shells come forth from her guns, the Ship Maiden's face is turned towards a scowl. "I'm not happy anymore."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns fully around, aiming at the jet that started firing at her, if she can get rid of one of them, maybe it'll turn the tide of battle in her favor. "Moving target... aim ... wind speed..." she nods and lets out another barrage of shells, the Ship Maiden is trying her best to be anti air with her guns... She soon turns her attention to the main land and lets out one last barrage of shells towards it, skating more and more to try and avoid any return fire.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The beach defense was getting pounded and the Garleans were not sure how much longer they could hold this position. The other fight had to pull out when her bullets sprayed the sky, another Vanguard raised up its drills and got knocked back a few feet from the barrage of bullets from the Ship Maiden.<br /><br />It looked like she had this in the bag.<br /><br />Yet they would not leave and those one the ground yelled out together, "For the Empire!" As there last battle cry to keep their spirits high. That is when everyone pours out once more. More rockets, more heavy powered machine guns from the defense towers.<br /><br />Missiles from the Vanguards poured out. They were throwing everything that had at her. Even with the smock that was starting to blow in on the battlefield from downed Vanguards and sand that was covered with bullets.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The barrage continues, shell after shell is loaded and fired, three seconds between charges. "Admiral Nagato will have this island! The Union will be repaid!" the muffled shout of 'empire' causes the woman to brace herself for the incoming barrage while a pair of destroyers are skating in to find the sky-covering barrage of missiles, rockets, bullets and evertyhing they could throw at Atago."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The two destroyers shout out in shock as the flames engulf where Atago is 'standing'. "ATAGO!" and quickly move to flank their ally.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The flames slowly die down, Atago's eyes are closed, her armored coat covering her somewhat... "I"m done... Shimakaze, Amatsukaze. Combined fire."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The two destroyers give a light nod and aim their anti air cannons towards the beach, both destroyers turned to the side with their torpedo tubes aimed... "PAN PAKA PAAA~N!" and every bit of shell, torpedo and bullet are let loose in a combined fire exerciese against the enemy, torpedos skimming the water to hopefully hop out and blow up.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>The beach is covered with explosions and many of the Confederate forces being shoved back by the barrage of attacks. Even some claimed in the fire and explosions. A few Garleans get injured during the assault, but with a Centurions yell to "HOLD THE LINE!" The Garleans do just this.<br /><br />The Vanguards scatter, the drones moving between the blasts, there isn't many left standing, but when the smoke clears and the beach can be at least seen, fiery red glow comes from the visor slits in the Vanguard's helms as they stand tall.<br /><br />There armor though was smoked, a few had armor plates ripped off. Yet they stand firm, even as some confederate non-elites can be seen leaving in the background.<br /><br />The Vanguards brace themselves as a blue electrical current flows around them. They start to supercharge their cermet drills as they start to speed up. The energy crackles around the drills and then with a loud explosion that shakes the beach and kicks up the sand. The Cermet drills fire in full, fully charged, and heading right for their attended target.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Somehow... somehow after that combined fire, they are still up and with those Vanguards.... Atago looks on in disgust, "Mmm... Shimakaze, Amatsukaze, stay behind me..." with the order from the higher up, they quickly come behind her, waiting... t hen the explosion of the drill smashing right into Atago... slumping over and falling into the water. Shimakaze and Amatsukaze look on in shock as they quickly start bringing chains out to heft the Heavy Cruiser out and starts to sail off... "HOw to explain this to Admiral?" "Atago will just fine... just... lets get her out. She can't take anymore..."<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sometimes, all it takes is a bit of familiarity to set one at ease, when one is feeling out of sorts.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When that familiarity is 'walking through a door and finding yourself in the middle of a completely different place', however, it's not out of order to feel wrongfooted in an entirely different way.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nozomi looks perplexed when she steps through the door to the Bar and Grill, having simply been stepping out to head to the corner store prior to her appearance here. However, her face quickly falls to one of comprehension, and faintly exasperated relief... only for apprehension to slip right back in when she realizes a problem.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She doesn't have Taiga here with her.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The mechatiger's presence has been something of a comfort these past couple of years, so suddenly realizing she's in a very public place without him at her side? That's quite enough to freeze her in her tracks at the entrance, looking around the dining area with nervous hesitation. Oh god. Is there an empty table in a corner? Please let there be an empty table in the corner...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That empty table, however, isn't empty. Three long glasses, filled to the brim with black tea, the way Kongou would make it, sit in front of a sullen looking Kanmusu. The Admiralship herself, Nagato. She has her admiral's jacket over her while the table in front of her has a couple water droplets on it and some dried up water. The Admiral in a sign of weakness. "How could I have let her go on her own like that. I should have sortied an escort before she left."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her fist hits the table gently, "How could I have not had information on the route. And it's that damn odd ship that's the cause of this and now Kongou... Kongou..." she buries her face in a hand supported by an elbow on the table, soft sounds coming from it, like she's crying. "I can't let the Daughters... I can't let Musashi see me like this. Just.. some time and I'll go get Kongou back..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Someone is at every corner table. Well, looks like it's time to just turn around and walk right back out th-<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wait, that voice, is that... that sounds like...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nozomi turns back around, and peers across the room.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A few moments later, a quiet, timid voice speaks up from not far away at all. "Ah... Nagato-san, isn't it...?" Dressed in warm clothes, Nozomi looks... tired, and a little worn around the edges, so to speak. And there's no makeup anywhere on her face, of course, which means she just looks that extra bit 'recovering from a hospital stay'. "...do you mind if I sit down?" If nothing else, Nagato gives the impression of the kind of person Nozomi considers 'safe'.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato gives a sigh, rubbing her eyes away from those tears, her face red from the act. She reaches for a glass of her tea and halts as that timid voice speaks her name. She turns her head to the side, an appraising look and a nod. "Yes, I'm Nagato." she pauses a moment, recognizing the person, "You're the one I picked up at the first encounter with those ships." she looks at the empty seat in front of her and nods, "Tea?" she responds, "I'm... sorry you have to see me in this downtrodden state, Nozomi."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turns her head to the side, a shamed look on her face, "I let my Daughters down, Nozomi." she lets out a heavy sigh, "Though, what brings you to visit here? I was leaving the base to head out... and I wound up here." Nagato does have this 'safe' aura of hers but right now, it's more of upset. "And how did you know I was here?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I-it's alright," Nozomi replies, sliding into her seat. "I'm... not in my best shape, either." A faint, sad little smile. "-eh? Oh, n-no, I didn't follow you here, I just... I was going to walk to the convenience store for my dinner, and..." A helpless little gesture. "...it happens, when you're hungry or thirsty." She sits forward in her seat a little, looking over the menu with a slightly pensive expression. "...I-I don't think you failed anyone, though. Whoever sent that ship... it attacked me, too. Came for me at school. I-it..." She shakes her head. "I think it was built... just to attack Rampart Mode. I... /she/," Nozomi corrects herself, "Had to turn off Taiga's safeties, just to survive, and... a-and protect my classmates."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I see, what happened?" Nagato looks back at Nozomi with a glint, tilt of her head, "So this place likes to take people who.. never mind the thought, the fact you are here is a good sight to see at least." another pause, "Kongou is my responsibility to the Union, Nozomi. Her actions reflect upon me and the Daughters as a whole. If I lose her to this, it means I haven't done enough to prevent this from happening." another pause, "Something like it attacked you? At your school?" her face pulls into a small scowl, "Built to take on Taiga... what's next. Is... it attacking those who destroyed that ship on the twenty first?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She looks down at her tea glass, giving the contents a sip as she ponders the meaning of this, "Your classmates, are they okay? And yourself .. and Tagia? Not too worse for wear and is Taiga back into one peice? Didn't it say that they were in twenty something peices?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ah, I'm... I'm better, now. Taiga and I, we... we got pretty beaten up during the fight, and..." She wrings her hands a little, trying to think of how to phrase it. "...ah, the way Commander Kuroyama said it was... 'safeties are there for a reason'. It... it really messes up my body, and Taiga's systems, so it makes the injuries worse." The girl finally does seem to settle on a simple bowl of ramen, before replying, "Taiga's repairs should be done Thursday. They had to replace a lot of parts, so... I-I think that's why they took him apart. Ah... a few of my classmates were hurt, but it wasn't very bad, and... well, no one was killed. So I'm thankful for that." With her order in, all there is to do is wait. "It... I think it was using them against me, though. To... to force her to get hit, or let them be hurt worse." Are her fingers curling just a little tighter?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato hands over a few credits to cover the order, giving a nod towards Nozomi. "Your Commander is smart and I do hope that the repairs go smoothly for Taiga. The fact there are no deaths is good news to hear as well so I would not count this wrong." she picks up on the fingers and reaches out, placing a hand over Nozomi's. "We'll figure out what's going on, Nozomi. Why they are doing this. We will take them out together, okay? They took Kongou away from me. They insulted my capabilities as an Admiral by doing so. We'll get her back and we'll put a stop to these attacks, okay?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nozomi looks at the credits with faint surprise as they're passed to the waiter. That, she didn't expect. Nor does she expect the hand resting over hers - it causes her to start a little, but she doesn't pull away. And when she looks up to meet Nagato's eyes...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For such a mousy, shy girl, it's probably surprising to see such quiet determination in her eyes. "Yeah... yeah. We will. I-I... Taiga and I. We'll help." After a moment's consideration, though, she bites her lip. "...but I still probably shouldn't... I don't think I can transform, i-if we have to fight Kongou."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The determination is a sight that she didn't expect, the Admiralship's face giving a soft smile in return. "Do not hold back, please. Kongou would want it this way and..." she gives a light nod, a soft sigh coming from her... "It's the only way to turn an Abyssal ship into a Daughter." she grips Nozomi's hand a bit tighter, the next three words out of her mouth coming out pointed. "Is sinking them." and with a turn of her head, "As... was done to me."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nozomi blinks in faint surprise... and then, of all things, a look of sadness sinks in. Faint but noticeable. "...oh... I..." Once again, she bites her lip. "...th-that's... really sad. But if it will help, then..." The girl nods her head faintly. "...alright. Kongou... we were attacked by the same thing, so... I-I'll help save her. Whatever it takes." A bowl of steaming ramen chooses that moment to be set in front of Nozomi, and she sits up a bit straighter in her seat. "Ah... this smells good," she murmurs.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I've not told anyone this. The only Daughter who knows is Musashi..." Nagato finishes, giving a nod at the girl "It will be okay, we'll get Kongou back, we'll make sure that they can't do this again." a nod, and a light, if forced, smile "That ramen smells good, perhaps I should get a bowl." she flags the waiter down and gives her order and credits before turning back to Nozomi. "I'll be glad to have you sortie with the Northern Fleet, once we can place a point to get her back with. More than likely, she's joined up with the Wo-Class and Princess."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nozomi smiles faintly. "The ramen here is pretty good. I-I don't think... a lot of places that aren't Japan get it wrong, it seems like." The schoolgirl turns her bowl around and takes up her chopsticks, listening to Nagato speak about...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Princess. That's the one that Nozomi remembers running into at the harbor defense as well. "Ah..." She seems to be thinking about what she's saying... and, of course, also getting a bite of food ready. "...so, if... i-if Kongou is like that, does that mean that the others are, too...?" Something about the Seaport Princess seems to stick with her.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato returns the smile, "I haven't had ramen in a while, so it will be a treat for me. Perhaps I should sample the cuisine of other places one day, not too much lest I become a unfit admiral." she gives a light laugh, something to try and improve the mood around the table.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Yes. The other ships of the Abyssal fleet are like that as well. Fallen ships who do not remember the love they once had from the ones who made us." she leans back, looking up at the roof of the bar and grill, "It's Musashi's and my goal to return the ships back to the ones they were, to show them that people still care and remember them. Even if we have to sink the Abyssals to get them to come around. Odd, I know, but it's the only effective method we've seen to work."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nozomi nods once again. "I see, I think..." She works on her meal quietly for a short while, before saying, "...she seems so... I-I don't know. The... harbor princess, I mean," she clarifies. "...s-something about her..." Another few moments of silence. "...I-I... spent a long time, being lonely. I... my parents died, when I was little. M-my aunt and uncle... they're really distant. My classmates... w-well..." A sad little smile. "'Gloomy Houken'. That's what they called me. Now that they've seen... me and Taiga, ah... I don't know what they'll say. But... something about her... reminds me of me, I guess."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I wonder if the Abyssal leader actually treats them well..." she shakes her head, "They were so willing to assist us, despite being enemies." she shakes her head once more, turning to Nozomi. "You don't have to worry about being lonely. You have the Union, you have the Daughters. After that event, I do not believe your classmates will ever call you 'Gloomy' again." a pause, "Brave Houken sounds much better, would you not agree?" she tries to muster a bright smile, to cheer up her table companion for the evening, "Your aunt and uncle, perhaps they will not be so distant now with how you've shown yourself."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"'Brave Houken'..." Nozomi looks dubious.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ah, th-thanks, though," she adds, bowing her head gratefully. "I-I've... I think Taiga is the best thing that's happened to me. I-I've been scared a lot, working for the JSDF, but... I-I have a lot of friends in the Union, now, and... well, Commander Kuroyama keeps an eye on me... and... I-I did meet Kotoha..." Does she seem a little flustered with that last name, there? "...a-and it's given me a way to protect people. Even if it's... really scary, I'm happy for that." ...her bowl of ramen is empty. Huh. Quiet she may be, but Nozomi is still a teenager.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato nods, "It was an attempt to try and cheer you up." she gives a light nod, "You don't have to worry though, since you're with everyone now. And I do hope no one will call you 'Gloomy' again, you're beyond that kind of title now." she eyes the empty bowl as her own comes to the table. She pushes it towards Nozomi with a smile. "Here, eat up. I have dinner waiting at Hikari for me, Atago cooked up something special for me as of late..."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nozomi looks between the bowl and Nagato a few times, before lowering her head a little and going beet-red in the cheeks.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Thank you," she mumbles, sliding the bowl over. After being in the hospital for a good five days, it's not all that surprising she'd be especially hungry.<br> <br><br />
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|Date of Scene=2015/01/21<br />
|Location=Great Ocean - Eastern Loop<br />
|Synopsis=Automated Armament III<br />
|Cast of Characters=7, 33, 342, 494, 571, 582, 596, 637, 673, 680, 685<br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:596|Zwei (596)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Eastern Loop is stage to a the next in a series of multiversal incursions by the Collective's automated armed forces. A 300 meter class light warship has crash landed into the ocean from geosynchronous orbit, only to have apparently survived the impact, and risen to the surface once more. It's easy enough to see just by its sheer size, never mind the way the water literally boils around it, and even easier to track just from the fireworks going on overhead. Though it's happening at too high of an altitude to really make out, the air is filled with intermittent fireballs and the delayed rumble of explosions, setting a distant but noisy backdrop to the event.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The ship itself is unusual, and clearly not originally designed for naval use. The entire thing is nearly featureless, with no visible outward serials or markings, no windows, decks, or seemingly even guns. It's a sleek, carbon black mass of strangely angled, flowing metal; looking halfway between a piece of postmodern sculpture and a bladed weapon. It chugs through the water slowly, as whatever passes for thrusters must have been severely damaged for it to crash in the first place, but it won't be especially long before it reaches the floating city on the horizon.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Water is an excellent conveyor of pressure waves, and that made this splash down an event that certainly would have registered on detectors for quite some ways. Such is easily felt by a particular Wo-class Aircraft Carrier, that happened to be deployed nearby, but had formerly been concealed beneath the waves. When the wavefront hits, glowing, golden eyes open in the depths, barely touched by surface light at this depth. Was it just an impactor? A rare but not unheard of event in the oceans of the multiverse, certainly. Picking up on the low rumble of propulsion following, and then the far away clamor of an aerial battle, soon dispels such notions, and she begins making her way towards the source. An order from her trusted leader comes after, rubber stamping what she had already set out to do: Whatever would disturb the peace of the sea must be punished.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Approaching the presumed theater, she surfaces, a for now distant and dark shape just on the horizon. This allows her her full speed and maneuverability, as well as to get some eyes on the intruder, as well as what might already be engaging it. Drawing her hat lower over her eyes, as though it might grant more shade to them, she quickly takes stock of the situation, relaying it back to whatever passes for her kind's headquarters. Though she'd rather launch her planes immediately, she'll await further orders before opening fire on what is basically an alien to her.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma hasn't been around the Multiverse too long, but even she knows when to sortie. As soon as that alert was out, Kuma was in the launch docks, equipping her Fit-out and preparing her equipment, so when Nagato gave the order, she was ready and waiting for the launch bay to open. "Kuma! Setting off, kuma!!" crowing her deployment as she surges down the ramp, skating out into the water and taking point for the other two, larger ships.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:33|Arthur Lowell (33)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;ARTHUR LOWELL has arrived! He rushes in with intense speed, arms at his side in the traditional shounen flying posture. On his back may or may not be Alexis Maaka, who he seems to not at all mind the presence of as he SPEEDS over the water, kicking up a huge tailwind and blasting water up behind him. "ALRIGHT." He yells over the sound of rushing air. "YOU READY? Gonna DROP some BOMBS up in this motherfucker. HRRRRRGH YEAH!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Arthur intends to rush in VERY close immediately. Since he's such a small radar profile and he's using gravity propulsion, ideally he won't get himself murdered by point defense stuff. And then his intent is to drop Maaka as he swoops, low to the ship, somewhere on part of that smooth ship's surface that has some steady footing! He's going to enchant her with a gravity bubble first, of course: Something to break her fall, but also something to make it MUCH more impactful when she lands and it disperses, maybe something to breach to a lower deck!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is not flying in no she's riding on a hover bike that looks like it was converted from a street racing bike of some sort and she's moving in not just sure about the nature of the attakc but clearly intent to help and it's good at keeping her above the water at the veyr least. She does open up a digital signal to any allies who might be here. <br /><br /> &lt;Yamakawa here, just what what are we dealing with here?<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the news that the Fleet Daughters were eager and raring to go into battle against whatever this thing is, Samar was well aware that she would have little tolerance for having to work with them. For that reason, she decided it would be better to deploy someone more willing to be gentle and sympathetic. Maybe Samar doesn't tend to like Darwin's unwillingness for conflict, but she can at least recognize when the Seaport Princess's tendencies are better suited to a situation than her own.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Darwin is not a fast vessel. As an embodiment of a harbor, she is more suited to staying in one place and bombarding from afar. Fortunately, the place she arrives is perfectly suited for such a position, for she surfaces between the floating city and the approaching ship. She's in her (relatively) human-sized form for now, but she's also come accompanied by the Escort Fortress, a trio of metal orbs floating around her whose human-toothed maws seep a crimson steam. That should help add some extra firepower to something already remarkably strong in direct action.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Darwin sits in the middle of her mechanical frame, one giant hand resting on the maw/landing bay at her side, the other settled in her lap. A frown of concern creases her strangely gentle features, but she doesn't act just yet: the target has to be assessed, and her allies' positions planned. At least all her weapons are prepared to fire when necessary.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hearing the red alert, and a will to prove herself to the Union for the sake of the Fleet Daughters, Nagato's skating out behind Kuma, her fit-out ready and primed with cursory checks at the docks. "We don't fully know the capability of the enemy nor do we know who else has responded to the distress call, fleet. Be watchful and ready for engagements." the first real sortie she's been on that wasn't rescuing a lost Daughter, it makes the heart palpatate with how important this sortie is to her.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Sending out a Recon Seaplane, scouting the area for contacts." she reaches behind her, plucking something off the steel attached to her back and nods, "Type O, Launch!" and with a charge up on a hidden launch rail, the plane is sent out to scout over where the red alert coordinates were. "Kuma, launch a scout plane thirty degrees east of mine, report back with information. Kongou, provide defense, line ahead formation."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:571|Alexis Maaka (571)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Somehow, Alexis is in fact clinging to Arthur without stopping his flight or even slowing him down. One supposes that the spacekid's abilities make him able to handle the load, and she lightens as well as she can over the rushing air. "Ready." There's something of a hint of hesitation as she says this, folding her faceplate into place while she braces herself. Usually she's content to do this out of an aircraft, not off the back of a space god.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But beggars can't be choosers, so she begins to fall when Arthur gives the signal, the wing-pack on her back unfolding to provide a means for her to glide into place as she makes her descent. Her HUD gives a readout for her to determine a proper drop-vector and all that nerdy shit, and she detects a structural weakness on the ship's hull.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Time to capitalize on this, as Alexis begins to activate her wingpack's hover-engines to slow her flight. Falling into the water, she begins to swim with the pack's assistance, the device folding its wings and providing propelers of some sort on the engines to sent her towards a hangar underwater. Good thing her suit provides an O2 feed for these occassions, not to mention waterproof sheaths for her weapons.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She makes her way in via the hangar itself, silent and sneaky.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:673|Rory White (673)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Another encounter over the water!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Without aid from others this time, Rory's chosen a very strange way of lending help... and taking reconaissance.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The COGNIZANT ODYSSEY is in low orbit. It's a small, mostly unarmed craft that cannot handle atmospheric re-entry. But a tiny shuttle attached to it... CAN.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That craft breaks free of its moorings and plunges through the atmosphere, growing red-hot from friction in no time at all! With programmed precision it reorients briefly to skim over the water top using its metallic fuel thrusters, filling a section of sea with a weird stench and boiling a few thousand gallons quickly into steam. But the flyby was necessary. For the landing ramp deploys while still in the air, and about a dozen small black drones deploy through the opening. Perhaps anyone else who might've been with Rory at the time might too, if they have the means to handle landing on the water.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;3 of the dog-sized devices hit the water and sink beneath the waves. 4 remain airborn and take up Eye in the Sky positions. A few hit the water. They have no apparent weapons - or rather, aren't built for combat - but these drones have manipulator arms, tools, and all sorts of weird things.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;No sign of Rory herself though...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The LANDER, its job accomplished, follows its programming and hits MAXIMUM BURN to ascend back up into orbit...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kongou was not at the Hikari sea base! Rather, she was out on maneuvers when the call to sortie was issued. The result is that the sturdy fast battleship simply swings into formation aft and port of Kuma and Nagato shortly after they depart from the docks. With her arms folded behind her back, just above the mounting bracket for her Fit-Out equipment, Kongou lazily shifts from one foot to the other in a casual, low-speed skating motion. Eyes closed, she navigates by radar, humming to herself.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her posture shifts once the sortie zone is entered and orders are given, though. The girl shifts her hands to her sides, her guns shifting from their resting positions to aim more forward. From between the four turrets, the central superstructure swings out a launch gantry as well, with a small floatplane sitting on it. Kongou glances over her shoulder, "We're &lt;Counting On You~!&gt;"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The tiny fairy inside responds with a thumbs-up, then hurtles down the gantry and arcs up into the sky. That will be three recon planes in the air once Kuma releases hers, more than enough for the fleet's recon needs.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Flagship~," Kongou glances over her shoulder, eyes open, "Already I'm seeing one of the Princesses here. Near the city, facing the sea. An enemy aircraft carrier is further out to sea." Eyes closing, she asks, "Do they mean to protect it~? How unusual for them, yes?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It seems like more and more often, Nozomi finds herself heading out to an unknown battlefield to help people she's never met. When she thinks about it, she can't quite figure out why. It's terrifying. Transforming is terrifying too. She often gets hurt, and every time she comes back with Taiga damaged, her boss's boss seems to get even more irritable than the last time. Even right after she became Taiga's user, she wouldn't have found herself willingly charging into danger again and again. So why is she here, on a low-flying Union dropship skirting in close to the waves to keep safe from anti-air fire?<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Nozomi. I will not be combat-effective on my own in the ocean. You are aware of what this means, right?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She's not sure. "...yeah."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And yet, here she is.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Disengaging Independent Mode. Rerouting Gensou Engine power to motive and combat systems. Rampart Mode engaged."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Moments later, a black-armored girl drops out of the side of the dropship, falling until she's just a meter or two above the water before her suit's thrusters kick on and send her over the water at high speed.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:596|Zwei (596)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The air battle seems like it'll be going on for a while, judging simply by the volume and intensity of the misty, muffled sounds of weapons fire, explosions, and atmospheric maneuvering. Debris falling from above traces tiny trails of fire through the sky, setting out a miniature comet shower above, though it all either burns up completely, or else lands so scattered that none of it is a real danger to anyone within the combat zone. The ship the air forces belong to seems uninterested in the fact it is going to lose all of them. In fact, it seems uninterested in the people who show up; solely fixated on making landfall, deploying ground troops, and repairing its FTL drive. Everything else to that end is disposable. Enemies that aren't attacking are insignificant. There are no crew to become paranoid and no captain needed to enforce discipline. Only cold, unfeeling AI.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It isn't until Maaka breaches the hangar that the ship sees fit to respond. The first sign of hostile action causes it to divert reactor power from nano-repair to combat systems. The water suddenly pulses with a singular, rolling wave as the shields establish themselves, barely visible to begin with, before fading swiftly from view. The weapon systems begin to warm up, visible as rivulets of golden light streaming across the outer hull, tracing patterns vaguely reminiscent of a circuit board, before collecting at specific points along the sides. It isn't long before the entire craft is lit up, sending a palpable spike of electrostatic energy into the air, like the calm before a thunderstorm.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Darwin is directly in the way, and so it opens fire on her first. Light streaks along the sloped halo of metal that surrounds the craft's bow, congealing into two points, and then letting loose a cross shaped flash that kicks water up into a surging halfpipe around it; sending a pair of bolts of pure, white light flying towards her, and then impacting into the water precisely to either side of her; detonating into towering clouds of steam, cratering the ocean around them, and catching her between both blast waves. Wo is next, as a similar event takes place on the ship's starboard side, launching a single blasts for her position with equal force. Arthur is in and out too quickly for the point defense guns to bother with him just yet, but the recon planes and drones sent out by Nagato, Kongou and Rory are targets that an AI knows should be dealt with. Faint trails of steam issue forth through the air towards each of them in turn, marking the passage of an invisible, high intensity series of laser beams aimed to pick them out of the air. The Fleet Daughters are responded to after the ship determines the direction the planes were launched from, as the port side charges up and releases a short salvo of three raiser bolts, aimed in a precise triangle around their formation.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Finally, Nozomi and Kotone enter the range where their enemy can't fire its main batteries. Light collects at a multitude of smaller points studded around the big guns, and then unleashes in the form of a rapid string of smaller projectiles; scything through the air to follow after them with unerring accuracy. The point defense bolts are set to a kinetic rather than explosive charge, essentially functioning as high speed bullets of theoretically infinite hardness. Maaka is aboard already by the time things get hot, and so she is spared any significant counterattack. She wanders into the only spacious part of the ship; taking the form of a central hangar that is mostly filled with racks of robotic appendages holding the densely packed forms of smaller machines, folded into configurations that make them recognizeable as little more than lumps of vaguely organic looking metal. Approximately half the hangar is empty by now, which means that it must have been stacked floor to ceiling before. The only ways in and out are hexagonal tracks embedded into the walls like a beehive, which seem only just large enough for a human to crawl through at most.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma looks over her shoulder to Nagato, "Aye aye, kuma!" Instead of a launch rail, she just grabs a Floatplane from her rigging, holds it up and HURLS it like a major league pitcher. "Type 0! GO, kuma!" The poor Fairy in the pilot seat holds on for dear life at the acceleration, before taking the stick and pulling to the side, taking the wider arc as Nagato ordered. "Multiple contacts on radar, kuma~." her breath catches a moment. "It's huge, kuma!" she relays, as her scout plane makes a pass by the corvette.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As it passes over and makes to return, the Fairy spots black, white and red dots on the ocean surface, making Kuma's eyes go wide. "ABYSSALS!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The sudden change in the craft's posture causes the Cruiser to bristle. "You shot down my Reimetei! NOW YOU'LL PAY, KUMA!" she roars, the single turret on her superstructure swiveling into position, before unleashing a rapid series of shells. They're underwhelming, 14cm and fired wildly from maximum range, so even a target that big will likely have a few fall short or overshoot. She then swerves hard to port as the Corvette opens fire, getting singed by the near-miss. "Taking evasive action, kuma!" she calls, then starts weaving to throw off the Corvette's targetting. "I'm closing to torpedo range, kuma!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:571|Alexis Maaka (571)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Alexis picks up a SHITTON of augmented reality tech as Rory's network hooks up with her. Given smartlink tech on her coilgun, this might be useful as she consults data analysis provided by the tacnet on friend or foe when she manages to make her way inside. Lucky for her, she's spared the counterattack as she sneaks her way inside the ship, and she climbs out to solid footing.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her pack folds back into place, and she unslings her coilgun after flushing out water from the sheath covering it and removing the outer covering. A soft, electronic whine hums as Alexis activates the weapon, and she shoulders it as she begins her way deeper into the hangar. "Lotta unactivated drones here, best to not set them off." She muses to herself, approaching a small hole and crouching. She slings her rifle, and then begins to army-crawl into the opening itself.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A few moments of radio contact is all that's required to further confirm matters, not that the carrier is physically seen to be talking to anyone. Darwin, practically a floating fortress in her own right - even at her current scale, has taken up a defensive position. Other units, presumably other defenders, are also arriving. There's no further need to hold back, then. Standing stoically a few inches over the waves, the Wo-class keeps one hand on her rough-hewn staff, while extending the grasp of the other, apparently making some kind of silent command to some presently unseen force. It makes its identity known shortly after, the toothy maw of her hat gaping as the throaty wine of turbines spinning up growls from somewhere within. Some manner of aircraft fly out, four in number and each loaded with a single torpedo fixed beneath. Their size balloons the further they fly just above the ocean's surface, until they are four meters across. The tongue affixed behind their jaw flexes as they emit a buzzing, presumably some rudimentary communication.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The planes are coming in low, and making no secret of their target - the alien dreadnought, itself. They present a small target profile, and their low flight path further complicates things, but if nothing else it is predictable. Their mothership continues watching impassively, not the one to get hot-blooded over even this travesty. That is, until something catches the glowing 'eye' atop one of the jets, causing its buzzing to raise an octave, which is immediately relayed back to Wo. 'They came after all.' Not only that, but there's more than one, now. The normally passive expression on her face moves into a somewhat pained scowl. The one calling herself 'Kongou' now is also among them, which is somehow the final insult, and a reminder of her own failures. If she were less in control of her faculties, she might not be able to restrain herself from making this a three-way engagement.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;However, at least for today, Samar had made clear their intentions that they would be cooperating on this sortie. Personal anger aside, there was something far more threatening to their peace than those traitors today. This is made even more clear as the presumed enemy vessel appears to 'warm up', and begins attacking the positions of others closeby. Evasive maneuvers, all but bellowed out by some mental captain, is clear as a beam attack charges up and is aimed at her position. She's thankfully pretty agile, for a carrier, but the nature of the attack still catches her off guard: The force is still enough to graze her side, and the sudden energy kicked into the water practically makes it an explosive, roiling her around and coming close to knocking her off-balance. The planes she had launched earlier aren't left alone, either. One getting vaporized somewhat by chance, but the other three remain intact, dropping their sleek, black payload into the water before executing an abrupt climb.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's all that Wo can do to remain on her feet, propping herself on her staff, but she's still not sunk - or thankfully particularly damaged, aside from one of her hat's precious tentacles getting reduced to a stump, now leaking what looks like half-congealed oil for 'blood'. Its mouth soundlessly howls in pain, and the grimace on her own face is hard to gauge whether she's sharing in it, or if her pride is just what is wounded.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As planes establish an uplink with the TIGER, it displays the information in a holographic HUD before the girl's eyes; the info they can offer is rudimentary at best, but any enhancement to her battlefield awareness is better than none. It at least gives her several perspectives on the ship's weaponry as it fires, and a better idea of how to see it coming and how the projectiles move. The first shot from the point-defense weaponry grazes the TIGER's shoulder, but Nozomi banks hard enough to evade a direct hit, and then begins weaving a pattern that leaves her much more difficult to get a bead on in general.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But even if she /is/ closing to melee range where she's most effective, that doesn't mean she /has/ to be in melee range to start attacking. With the EM Zanbatou shifted to her left hand, the armored girl lifts her right gauntlet up, closed fist pointed forward, and begins firing shots of her own at the ship. Hers, unlike those of the enemy, are a blend of bog-standard Multiversal particle shot weaponry, energized and bolstered by the magical engine that runs the suit. A mix of scientific and magical attack in one yellow shot the size of a baseball, and she can fire them off fairly quickly.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, if Darwin had any question of how willing this ship was to /not/ barrel right through her, that's confirmed to be a nearly nonexistant value.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Even without Darwin's order, the Escort Fortress moves into position as the alien ship opens fire. While relatively small, their abilities are set up in such a way as to help mitigate the damage to the Princess they guard, and since Darwin herself is so terribly immobile, there will be a great deal of protecting they'll be tasked with. The type of weaponry the enemy ship uses is unfamiliar to the Abyssals, but the tactics are similar, and so two orbs of the Escort Fortress flank Darwin on either side and cast out brief, yet strong barriers. The blast waves flare out and crash against the shields formed by the Fortress, and while the shields flicker out shortly after, that's at least not damage Darwin has to endure.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This leaves the Seaport Princess free to act. The Fleet Daughters don't go unnoticed, but as Samar ordered, they were to be treated as a lower priority this time. Darwin is probably the most willing of any of the Capital Ships to obey such an order, and with that in mind, her firepower can be entirely focused on the alien vessel charging in toward the city. Her unchanging expression remains fixed on the ship, and the attacks she sends volleying out toward it are twofold: first the cannons to her side begin blasting out their artillery in one volley after another aimed to smash into the front of the ship to one side, and despite their size, the explosion they create on impact is enough to match that of an actual ship's blast; and at the same time, the Escort Fortress segment that did not move to guard her opens its maw and blasts a spiraling crimson beam for the same spot. A beam of remarkably powerful energy, all of an Abyssal's hatred, pain, and sorrow condensed into a blazing cannon of destructive power.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Perhaps her efforts are not as devastating as they could be if she were larger, but Darwin's goal isn't direct obliteration right now. Instead, she's focusing on using her raw power to redirect the ship's course to the side to get it to veer away from the floating city and buy some time for it to be properly sunk.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:33|Arthur Lowell (33)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;ARTHUR LOWELL backs off, and then, abruptly, he realizes those info drones are getting focused on! The boy decides to leap into action and draw attention, hoping to become a bigger threat. He's suddenly coming to a realization. "SHIT." He declares. "I know what this is! I'VE TRAINED FOR THIS!" Pulling out of his retreat and floating now, just in front of the bow, his eyes go wide. "RORY." He calls. "KEEP THAT OVERHEAD VIEW!" Sunglasses go on from his Sylladex, letting him see an overhead view of himself. "I'll keep the HEAT OFF!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He whips out his BATTLE BROOM from his Strife Deck, the metallic thing suddenly whipping around his hands, before he puts it under him, mounting it like a flying broomstick. And then the rocket-thrusters at the bottom rush into action. The others can take the main hull damage: Arthur intends to attack the carbon structures responsible for regulating all those photonic blasts. He puts his thrusters onto a slow burn that lets him strafe from side to side, back and forth, intending to begin a path that goes all along the length of this craft! And, oddly, he... Inserts a single boondollar into his broom, at a slot along its length.<br /><br /> MISSION <br /> !!! START !!! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a shounen SHOUT, he begins emitting a vast gush of brilliant, magical celestial bolts of power out of his body in a constant stream, a spray meant to slam into the surface of the craft and detonate weapons as he finds them. "HELL YES, I KNEW THIS SHIT WOULD COME IN HANDY! Time to ROCK AND SCROLL you giant HUNK OF JUNK, let's DO THIS FUCKING THING!" Yes, it is clear by now: A combination of Rory White's overhead data interface and Arthur Lowell's history playing videogames has come together perfectly. Arthur is attempting to begin a SHMUP Run along the length of the ship, busting up or damaging weapons of all sizes where he can. Not much damage to the hull, obviously, but...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The notice of steam coming directly for herself and Kuma, as Kongou was a bit far from fleet, has Nagato's eyes squinting until that laser beam makes itself known around the cruiser and battleship. The water splashes up violently around, causing Nagato's arm to move up and protect her face, her superstructure hit from the beam with a glancing hit, a black singed mark on the turret gantry. She gives out silent orders through her radio, making pointed directions that seem to make no sense until she skates off towards the west, the twin turret fourty one centimeter guns are leveled towards the black 'ship' in view.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato's eyes Wo and Darwin but seeing as they aren't advancing towards her or the other Daughters, she looks out cautious. "Why are they here and what are they protecting..." she questions to herself, speeding up her skating to get closer to the black ship that is disrupting the waters. With a pointed nod, she gives the order, "Fire when ready!" as she finishes her maneuver, the turrets all finished with aiming and, with a loud 'bang', all four guns fire out Type 3 shells at the ship.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The fact Wo and Darwin are here and /not/ attacking them sends a red flag towards the Fleet Admiral and, with an open communications line... "Abyssal Fleet, respond. What brings you to these waters and this ship and what is your purpose?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is able to avoid getting her hide shot off as zhe arrives with a good number of the syundicate sorts thankfully she does have some firepower but she's more of well a support type she can't help but be cowed a bit at the technological terror that is before her. She kinda looks at it as the tatical feed from rory boots up and she rapidly starts taking in all the data. She's going to make a go for the hanger she pulls back on her bike pulling off and sending it away as she goes to get as close as she can before she leaps with inhuman power and speed. <br /><br /> She lands with a bit less grace than she'd like but she gets through the breach that Alexis made. She takes a moment to get up ready her weapons and checks out the drones, she's tempted to try to jack one but gets the idea it would likely be out of her league to do so so sje's moving to follow up after Masska and yes is on her belly crawling after her.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:673|Rory White (673)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Unfortunately for Rory, her drones are none too resilient. The little Saucers weren't designed for warzones! Two of her half-dozen Saucer drones are taken down. Their hulls are melted clean through and drive units disabled. The Saucers, half-melted, wobble and plummet.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chunks of the Tactical network go dark in a hurry.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Up in the Cognizant Odyssey, Rory stews in Infospace and queues up four more saucers to be Fabricated. Not that they'll be ready until tomorrow...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"These things are too flimsy. I need new models. Armor. And some kind of armor!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Thankfully the underwater drones have gone unmolested, and the floating drones are now beelining for the big flagship. They fire their own high-intensity lasers back at the emitters that fried the Saucers! ... So that's what those little holes are.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In the air, the tiny floatplane dips its wings in an effort to evade, narrowly dodging the first of the point defense cannons. It immediately ducks in the opposite direction, clearing a second. The third shears off one of the wing pontoons, hurling the aircraft into a spin, and a fourth beam slices the tail off completely. Trailing smoke, Kongou's recon plane spirals down into the water. A couple dozen meters up, a tiny parachute pops open, the fairy pilot dangling from it.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The incoming beams do not seem to be intent on direct hits, but through pressure waves created by near-misses. Or perhaps it still thinks it's in space fighting large spacecraft? Kongou doesn't know, and she certainly doesn't have the expertise to work it out in her head. What she does do is throw her arm up defensively when things explode around her, threatening her integrity. However, it will take more than rough seas to sink the indomitable Kongou!<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Kuma advancing forward and Nagato turning west, Kongou banks eastward. Fighting a massive seagoing warship with this equipment... Nope! Mid-skate, Kongou's body becomes surrounded by a silvery white glow, a sphere of light that expands rapidly until, as it reaches its maximum size, the sleek gray hull of a fully sized battleship erupts from the side in the same direction Kongou had been traveling in. Coming out at a slight upward angle, the vessel crashes down into the waves with a splash, then bobs up to the normal waterline. Already, the four main gun turrets are rotating towards the black starship. However, the transverse is quite slow, and so Kongou opens up at first with her 15.5cm secondary batteries amidships, bursts of smoke and flame hurling medium weight armor-piercing shells towards that pitch black hull.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She'll pick up her fairy later.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:596|Zwei (596)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A corvette it may be, but only in terms of tonnage. Despite weighing roughly the same as one from earth, the ship is far larger than anything of that class, meaning that a couple of Kuma's shells at least manage to hit. They detonate prematurely a few meters away from the craft, exploding in mid-air in such a way that half the fireball stops flat against an invisible surface. The air ripples ever so faintly at each impact, indicating the continued presence of shielding. It's far less flashy than the energy barriers of most worlds, being so efficient that almost no waste energy escapes it in the form of a glow or sound. The trio of torpedoes launched by Wo's aircraft encounter much the same underwater, encompassing a complete, elongated sphere around the entire ship; the water rippling for the brief instant the barrier is made solid. Nozomi's gunfire spatters over the ship's side, which causes the shield to flicker even from the opposite angle, meaning that it is a single, unified field rather than sectioned off into partitions. Darwin's considerable firepower should normally be enough to halt a ship with such little propulsion in its tracks, but apparently no recoil is felt through the shield either. Arthur joins in the steadily escalating attack effort on the corvette, and the sheer volume of his shots turn the shield into a steady, constant presence, rather than a momentary flicker. While established like this, it becomes more apparent that the continued weapons fire makes the shield more noticeable with each impact, going from nearly completely invisible, to something like a pane of glass. It's obvious that they must be doing damage to it, but it's impossible to tell at what point it will actually collapse. One can see it shivering faintly as Nagato's shells make their mark, distinct from the normal haze of superheated air that washes off explosions of that magnitude.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Of course, the corvette isn't just going to sit there and tank fire. The fact that it responds at all is an indication that its AI has already determined it won't reach the port if all of its targets continue to fire on it the entire time. The golden glow tracing along its outer hull intensifies as it diverts all power from engines to weapons, coming to a complete halt in the water; opting for the strategy of eliminating all enemies before proceeding. The Fleet Daughters are still out at such a distance that it can fire its big batteries, and so it takes its chance before they close in too far; letting loose a thundering series of cannon shots that carve trails into the ocean as the heat of the bolt's passing flash vapourizes the water beneath it. A steady hail of raiser bolts rains down on Nagato, Kuma and Kongou, some aimed as a screen in front of them to prevent further advancement, and the rest aimed directly at them; the latter of which are configured directly for thermal release, which makes them explode as an omnidirectional wave of radiation that obliterates huge chunks of the ocean's surface as the water undergoes nuclear fusion at the point of impact. Wo and Darwin are spared for a few brief moments as the batteries pool their energy together to charge joint attacks, and then release blinding beams of colourless energy that rip through the air almost too fast to see; hitting both of them with a precision application of jacketed antimatter particles with enough firepower to blow a straight line through most of a small city.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The point defense fire intensifies on Nozomi as a number of extra guns 'swivel' to track her, angling their discharge in a series of carefully calculated overlapping streams designed to cut off her avenues of movement while a single gun aims for her center of mass. Arthur setting off his SHMUP mode has made him a giant, flying, priority target, and so he too becomes the focus of over a dozen guns, filling the air around him with an overwhelming flood of glowing projectiles, aimed to screen him off in steadily closing curtains of fire. Oddly enough, Rory's underwater drones continue to go unnoticed, even<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:596|Zwei (596)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;as they return fire. The shield blocks them out, but it seems the guns on the ship's underside must have been smashed when it fell from orbit. It makes sense, seeing as its shield must have been down at the time if Zwei managed to blow out its engine.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Alexis and Kotone are allowed to proceed through the hangar until they begin climbing up into one of the carrier chutes, at which point a drones is suddenly released from the ceiling, slamming against the floor with a reverberting clang. Taking the shape of a flat-bodied, six legged design the size of a large dog, it leaps into the passage behind them and reorients itself so that each of its six swivel-mounted limbs are anchored to the hexagonal surface around it. It then skitters straight after them at high speed, blocking off their way back, and promptly filling the corridor with a hail of magnetically propelled tungsten slivers, obviously meant as anti personnel rounds that won't damage the ship's inner hull.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Kongou finally makes her full sized appearance, a significant portion of the corvette's fire diverts from the other Fleet Daughters and the members of the Abyssal Navy; pausing for an instant as the ship scans her and reacquires target lock, and then immediately lighting up again as the entire port side focuses on her alone, pouring a torrent of heavy firepower into her flank even as it recieves a continuous barrage in turn.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma is dancing across the water. She can't take the hits her larger fleetmates can, but she makes up for it in agility... the sheer weight of fire is tearing parts from her superstructure though, leaving black scorches along her arms and legs as she pushes closer, trying to get inside the 'Deadzone' of those cannons. Once past that point, she grins ferally, the ankle racks swiveling into position. "Don't underestimate me, kuma! Launching torpedoes, kuma!" a quartet of Long Lances drop from the racks into the water, turning into trajectories to stagger strike into a single point on that shield. Kuma follows them in, stance low, legs set wide so her cannon can fire freely. Instead of impact explosives, these new shells are more heavily reinforced, to penetrate armour before detonating, maybe they'll have a better effect than her previous salvo!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:571|Alexis Maaka (571)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Alexis notices something following her, someone as well, and she looks back not only finding Kotone but also...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Shit. GET A MOVE ON!" She calls after Kotone before she accelerates her crawling, trying to avoid getting herself shredded by tungsten rounds as she looks for a way through. Eventually she stops, dropping an unprimed EMP charge for Kotone to catch. "Pull the pin and drop it. Do /not/ stop crawling, understood?"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then she hauls ass until she can find an opening to pop out of.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Fleet Daughters' Admiral is concerned with this turn of events? Try being on the other side of it. As water continues to wash around her, before finally settling down from the last salvo, the Wo-class carrier regains her sea footing. The sizzling tingle of foreign radio waves attempting to invade her conscious thoughts is an unwelcome distraction, but eventually they receive their answer: If a bit garbled and staticy, reluctant as she is to entertain them. "..disturbing..our peaceful, sea.. ..sink..the enemy." Well, hopefully they didn't expect the most intelligible or articulate of answers, seeing as this abyssal is currently in something of a battle trance. She was assaulted, directly! Even if she were in the mood for making small talk with the nominal enemy, now isn't a good time for it. Regardless of the circumstances, it seems at least as far as she is concerned, they are by chance on the same side, for now.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tuning back out any further electronic advances, she refocuses herself, maneuvering closer as the large vessel continues its course mostly unswayed despite all the firepower being leveraged at it. There's even a - is it still valid to call a flying person a surface-dweller? - human seeming to use what Wo now knows is 'magic' to attack from a closer range. Through a more personal link, she directs her thoughts toward Darwin, an inner voice calling out to her; "Moving..closer.. Are you - intending..remain there?" The part unspoken is, 'even if it continues on its collision course.' They're doing this because it's an unwelcome invader in their waters, right? So that surface dweller city on the coast better not think it's because they like them, or anything.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Regardless of that, her closing in will shorten the time it takes to launch her planes, and hopefully will prevent more of those gigantic beams from being trained her way. Smaller bore guns, she's better equipped to deal with, even if they are alien lasers. Unfortunately for her, the artificial intelligence on board this craft apparently has similar ideas, and directs a more pinpoint assault her way as she moves on a flanking approach. Her poor hat once again takes the worst of the abuse as she ducks under it while still somehow remaining on her feet, vaporizing a good third of its bulbous body, and causing it to gurgle that same blackened oil again, now spilling down Wo's deadly serious face and staining the white parts of her suit. She comes out of the cloud of smoke the briefly burning fluid produces, apparently a bit off balance from the damage, but still able to fire with the remaining battery on the less damaged side of her hat. Less of a bullet, and more of a set of twin, crimson beams not unlike the one Darwin had fired earlier, if of an obviously lesser caliber.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her planes also return, entering the mouth of the heavily damaged mouth, and somehow diffusing back into it. She's uncertain if she can launch any others in this state, with her 'flight deck' in such a condition. It looks like she'll have to continue her support fire, instead, while whatever passes for equipment fairies to an abyssal work on getting launches going again. Her maneuvers seem to be taking her to the rear of the ship, which conventionally is more lightly defended, and just maybe she can do enough here to not allow it any more artificial thoughts about moving, ever again.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The AI in control of the ship is smart. Attempting to pin the armored girl into taking a direct hit is a sound tactical decision. But at the moment, she's running on the combination of an AI that can make similarly smart tactical choices, and a human mind that can introduce creativity and surprise into the mix. The AI quickly realizes what's being done, and the user decides that if she has a choice between being pinned into a direct hit or accepting lesser damage, she'll take the one less likely to put her out of the battle.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And so Nozomi banks, turning herself sidelong so that the shot from the point defense system goes across her left side, just above her hip skirting, something that draws a quiet hiss of pain but allows her to slip the net and continue fighting. A couple more gauntlet shots are fired, but by now she's close enough in that it's time to shift gears. Both hands take hold of her weapon's grip, and she brings it around, turns to one side, and kicks the thrusters on the EM Zanbatou's hilt into full power; the blade is swung with incredible force, bringing its full magically-enhanced might to bear against the shield protecting the hostile ship - and hopefully the hull beneath.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well! Kongou expected to become the center of attention when she made herself into a bigger target. The enemy ship's crew must clearly recognize the might of a Battleship to prioritize her as a main target. This takes the pressure off the rest of her fleet and allows them to work with much less gunfire headed their way!<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The price however is that now Kongou's port side is the literal Broad Side of a Barn and every gun on the starship is aimed at it. Beam fire slams into the armored belt and hull, dents and, in places, pierces the superstructure, and outright bores a hole through her smokestack. However, the much heavier armor on the faces of her main battery turrets causes the beams to refract off, scoring the metal but not penetrating the protective housings surrounding eight 35.6 centimeter guns.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"All guns, &lt;FIYAH~!&gt;"<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So the 15.5cm shells didn't penetrate? With her main battery rotated into position, Kongou tries a different tactic. A rapid-fire staccato of explosive charges rolls up from the stern of the warship to the bow, each one hurling a one ton, red-painted armor piercing shell 14 inches across.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Try this~!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:33|Arthur Lowell (33)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Arthur draws fire! He can't manage to kill any of those other guns until he busts that shield, but it's working for now! Of course, this has drawn the attention of the other guns on the ship. As he continues to fire, slowing his movement down its length, he swings very low, getting right up next to the ship's shield surface, screaming his lungs out as he continues to try to pierce it. Of course, the ship doesn't simply leave him alone or ignore him. He's battered by a stream of lasers that, while he's doing his best to dodge around, fill the air with such a volume that the kinetic point-defense is making wide webs of bruises all along his body with vicious, wet smacks.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then, an abrupt thought. Clearly, this thing is affected by gravity. The shield doesn't defend against that! Rory says it's defending against kinetic and particle weapons, so... Arthur swaps out his "ammo" type! It's at this point where a hypothetical player would swap to a different button on the cabinet. Arthur Lowell changes up his fusion energy bullets for GRAVITY PULSE BULLETS, firing enchanted masses of pure gravitational force. Unfortunately, there's NO way that something this large and resilient will suffer any substantial hull damage from this sort of packaged graviton projectile. But he could hopefully pierce the shield ahead of time, and disrupt the weapons properly! Because holy shit, he really needs to get some of the heat taken off him FAST, and the others are likely gonna need some help with those raisers, so he's going to try to ease the DPS on him first, then punch the raiser weapons he can get on Rory's overhead view with streams of more gravity.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato tchs a bit at the response. "Understood. Do your best." she replies, "Only because we have a common enemy." A shake of her head and another salvo is fired towards the large ship. She mutters something under her breath and nods, "This is Fleet Admiral Nagato, I'm entering close to the enemy ship, preparing for broadside attack." with this statement, the Admiralship skates in closer, pouring on what (little) speed she has to get into close quarters with the enemy ship. That is, if she can pass through whatever is blocking the shots at least.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Attempting to try and peirce the shield with her own body, she readies her guns once more, focusing the spread to a singular point in the armor, and with another resounding bang, she lets loose another salvo from her eight turrets, the bullets converging in on a singular spot of that ship's armor in a hope to peirce whatever is blocking it and to let her through if attempts at ramming herself into it fail.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:673|Rory White (673)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noticing that her drones aren't being fired on from below, Rory orders the surface ones to submerge. They do this crudely, sucking in some water to tanks as ballast, but they're not able to go more than 10 feet down and this slows them dramatically. Because they were NOT designed to be hydrodynamic.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The lasers were also not designed for underwater fire, and they suffer considerable diffusion... but the machines are powering forward on ionic drives and heading for whatever holes they can find!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>So the pair of cyborgs are able to make some progress though the hanger so far until they get to the chutes that's when something notices them or so she thinks. She tries to not gape at the drone oh this is going to be bad but Maaka's got an idea s she starts picking up speed she takes the emp charge and she nods. She keeps crawling as she goes and she's going to drop it at the time that her friend incidated and does not /stop/ she knows wht a high powered EMP might do to /her/.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The raw firepower from Darwin doesn't seem quite as effective as it should be, thanks to that frustrating barrier. The Seaport Princess keeps up her attack, but her serious frown is leveled to the battlefield around her, watching for any options she may have to deal with the situation in another way. And it seems that teaming up just might be the way to do it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Go," is all Darwin says, and the two segments of the Escort Fortress that aren't directly attacking obey. In exchange for defense, Darwin sends them flying off to the offense, sending the mouth-filled orbs hovering near Nagato as the Admiral makes her attempts through ramming and firepower. Their mouths open in turn, ichor dripping from between their teeth...but it's fortunately not the battleship admiral they're aiming for this time. When a blazing beam fires out of each mouth, it's aimed for the exact same point Nagato's aiming for, focusing a constant stream at that location to help break through the shield in a concerted effort.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And what of Darwin herself? The Seaport Princess continues firing from where she is with the aid of the third Escort Fortress, blasting at the offending ship with artillery and energy alike. The giant maw at her side even comes to her aid: its jagged entrance widens, and the depths of its throat glow with that same crimson light. As power gathers in its mouth, it begins to rattle and shake on its mounts, dripping black ichor between its teeth and seeping steam from its throat until, at last, a beam even larger and stronger than the one the Escort Fortress fired blasts out from it to crash into the vessel's shield as well! All firepower is sent out; nothing will be spared against this enemy.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:596|Zwei (596)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The sea thunders around Kuma as colossal explosions hound her every step of the way, heaving titanic waves up from the surface one after the other, making for sudden hills and deep valleys as she glides over the water. Just when it seems as if she's about to run out of room to maneuver, the main guns cease their barrage, and switch over to the point defense raisers; suddenly turning the space around her into a whizzing hailstorm of hard-light rounds of such volume that they are nearly impossible to avoid. At this range however, it's also impossible for her cannons, and her torpedos to miss, causing the shield to sudder and the water to bulge and burst from their explosive impacts. Wo's beams leave faint ripples across the semi-visible barrier as they rake across it, earning her another salvo of fire from the main batteries, but by the time the particle beams recharge, she's already out of their firing arc. The rear of the ship would also normally be well saturated with CWIS equivalent guns, but the hit it took to its thrusters seems to have blown them away completely, judging by the cracked and scorched nature of the metal and the gaping holes that have only just recently been fabricated over.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kongou bringing the best of her firepower to bear on the enemy ship seems to be having its effect. Though she takes what she dishes out, her full broadside causes the shield to crackle with tiny flickers of electromagnetic distortion, destabilizing more with each massive shell that rams into it. The AP shells are indeed more effective, as the barrier has to absorb the full kinetic energy of the shell rather than a fraction of the explosion of HE loads. Arthur's idea is also sound, in that the shield is currently acting on the electromagnetism force, rather than the gravitational one. The first salvo of graviton bullets slide through with minimal effort, cratering the hull where they strike. The armour is so thick that they don't do significant damage to anything underneath, but the faceless 'ports' for each gun are a different story, where the fragile rydberg-kerr lensing apparatus is crushed instantly, silencing their fire. After a dozen or so guns have been taken out this way however, the shield pulses again as it engages a second mode used for fighting a specific world-native race that loves to use gravitational weaponry. The energy drain of maintaining two shields however, detracts some from the weapons.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once the combined attack from Nagato and Darwin lands, the shield finally buckles and fails entirely; kicking up an enormous wave as the containment field collapses and lets loose the barrier's energy in all directions. Nozomi's sword slams straight into the hull, and carves through several meters of armour; layered on preposterously thick for the warship's size, owing to its incredibly light weight, and lack of need for crew space; and opens a small breach into which water begins to flood. Rory's drones are now free to climb into the hangar, where they will easily fit through all but the smallest of the lifts. This means they escape the ship's retribution for losing its shield, as the moment the barrier is down, formerly invisible ports open up along its top surfaces in lengthy rows, and immediately daisy chain a launch of seemingly innumerable miniature missiles; filling the air with the deafening screech of hundreds upon hundreds of thrusters going off at once. The swarm corkscrews in on itself as the AI remotely and individually guides each missile towards every target it can see, where their micro warheads will detonate with pinpoint bursts of nuclear incineration that travel in narrow cones rather than a sphere, so as to focus the blast away from the ship.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's likely that Alexis and Kotone will have to suffer a couple of hits in the moment before the EMP goes off, but though the slivers are exceptionally good at penetrating armour, they can't really hit any vital areas at that angle, and don't have too much stopping power on their own, since they're designed not to breach the walls. The charge<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:596|Zwei (596)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;goes off right under the drone, immediately disengaging the electromagnets powering its weapons, and the ones anchoring its feet to the walls, sending it sliding back out and crashing to the ground outside, rendered completely useless. A minute later, the two emerge into a chamber just barely large enough to stand in, where a nexus of tunnels link up, and the sounds of electric whining and churning can be heard elsewhere. Several racks of unidentifiable canisters in varying sizes and shapes appears to have been placed here; possibly an ammo elevator meant to resupply the drones in the hangar after a sortie.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:571|Alexis Maaka (571)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As Alexis continues her climb up the chute, she feels some rounds penetrate through her armor. There's the telltale stinging feeling, but luckily her vitals aren't hit. She works through the pain, urging Kotone along just in case the girl's been hit as well before they find themselves out of the passage. Popping her way out, she climbs into the chamber and drops a flare, reaching down to help Kotone out as well before she notes the ammo-carrier.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hmm..." She produces two things; a repair kit should Kotone need it, and an exploside charge. The elder cyborg and commando approaches the ammo racks with a sly smile. "I got an idea." She says, placing the charge onto a shell. "If that thing manages to cycle all the way up into one of the guns, it should srew with the internals something fierce." She says, before placing more charges, one at a time every six rounds until she's out of them. There's no activation, not yet anyway, as Alexis motions to a detonator. "We're going to want to get the fuck out and fast, they're gonna daisy chain like crazy when we set these off." She points out, before she begins to look around for a path out.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Whatever sinister forces are at work within an abyssal's equipment, they are feverishly at work restoring some semblance of order inside the Wo-class carrier's hat. It takes several precious moments, through which Wo has to dodge secondary harassment fire, with her hat billowing smoke from the damaged parts leaving a trail behind her. She, for the most part, succeeds in making it to the aft of the ship. While her guess was correct, it's not for the right reasons -- but she'll take the momentary ease of things to evade to concentrate more on getting back operational. The hat makes a coughing, gurgling sound, before belching more pitch out into the water, as well as perhaps even on the enemy vessel, itself. Ew. But this seems to have been it clearing things out, for soon after the whine from inside is of jets, again. Once they're out, they're obviously not in the same configuration as before, as they have no torpedoes or even bombs affixed. Instead, they have doubled up on their cannons. Fighters. It's the best she could muster out in this shape.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When the shield finally falters, she begins readying to direct all that firepower of her remaining battery as well as her four jets at sinking the hulking behemoth in front of her. Instead, it has its own last gasp, as it begins practically spraying out missiles. This..this isn't what she or her squadron of planes needed, right now. In a moment, though, she diverts her planes from moving into defensive positions around her, and spots something else not so far away. Kuma, already inundated by incoming fire. Some protective instinct inside of her happens to stir at such a fight, and with a fanged grimace, she instead gestures her hand towards the air around the light cruiser. Is it a sneak attack at such a terrible time!? Instead, the jets only enter a protective formation around her, seemingly intent on taking any missiles coming in for her. Unfortunately, this also leaves Wo a bit open, and while she makes a good effort at dodging the missiles, she was already well-damaged, herself. A near miss knocks finally knocks her off her feet, leaving her bobbing in the water, and then coughing up more icky black gunk, this time from her more human mouth. As her cape pulls away, a bit of her lower torso has more or less been vaporized where it was. Welp..<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After a moment, she falls forward in the water, but still seems to be moving. And then she starts going under, though it's hard to tell whether under her own power or if she's sinking.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma whoops as her torpedoes strike the shield, making it shudder. "How do you like that, kuma!" she crows... until she takes a chest full of Point Defense fire. This causes her to stumble backward, landing on her backside on the water with a large plume from the impact. The sudden shatter makes her skid backwards, tumbling end over end a bit before regaining 'traction' and skidding to a stop.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The sudden thrumming and whine of jet engines gets Kuma's attention, as those mini missiles come screaming out. "The Barrier is down, but... KYAH!" she's caught by those missiles, explosions striking into her Outfit, scoring more black marks across her body and tearing at her uniform. One smoke stack loses its cap, the metal tumbling into the water, and another missile strikes the turret, mangling it and causing it to spew smoke. "It's launching Kamikaze!" She doesn't know what 'Missiles' are, after all. Luckily, she's spared much more impact by those abyssal fighters. She takes the opportunity, while the fire is being blocked, to move, pouring on speed to get around to the aft, just in time to see Wo sinking below the water. "Kuma! Hold on, kuma!" she cries, skating over to try and drag the Carrier back to the surface.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The combined fire from the Admiral-ship and those two Abyssal escorts, which visibly unnerves Nagato, makes that barrier go down, however the shockwave from dissipating that barrier and that wave not only gives the Admiral a good bath, but it knocks her aside, stumbling to get her 'footing' back into the water. "Nngh, Abyssal Princess, I appreciate your help." she comments only to have the missiles start peppering down towards her location, turning her back towards it to allow the missiles to strike into the armor. "I'll show you that my armor is not just for show!" Visibly, she's straining under the constant peppering until a break in it allows her to turn right around and sail into the area closer.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato looks at the two Escort drones near her, the Abyssal escorts.. She points and drags her finger along a line around the enemy ship in front of her, as if drawing an attack plan for the drones to follow, if they would even accept her command. With a whir of mechanics, the turrets shift into a line formation along the same line she drew out and with eight rapid bangs, each turret fires on the line. "FIRE!" She lets loose another salvo of shells towards that same line, trusting the two escorts to at least understand what she's doing.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;While the TIGER in Rampart Mode offers Nozomi some protection from environmental hazards, a point-blank micro nuclear blast is going to be far more than they can protect against. A holographic warning appears in the corner of her vision briefly, and she pushes away from the ship on instinct to get herself maneuvering room; for a second or two she simply fires gauntlet shots, trying to hit as many out of the air as she can. And then there's nothing to do but dodge and dive, avoiding and evading as best she can, swatting them out of the air with her blade; but there's only so much she can do, and one of them clips her just hard enough to go off, scorching her shoulder armor and searing the arm underneath. Once again, the expression of pain is made completely without voice.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But an idea comes to her in the midst of all that. And then she darts right back up to the ship, digs her sword in, and begins cutting again - while flying as close to the surface of the ship as possible. Practically scraping herself against it. Ensuring that any missiles coming after her will be coming at the hull, too. The hull that she's carving open like a tin can.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa is going right after Alexis at this point she knows to not stop and she takes a hit and it's not so plent she had a nanovest on which keeps her form worse harm but shes' clearly taken damage here she's beleeding something red but her body is compenstating though as she keeps up with Alexis urging helps push her own as she looks to the repair kit and will take it, she moves to try and patch her self up quicly as she's able to do so. <br /><br /> "I get you and we can bring the whole house down if we're lucky." <br /><br /> She does not stop following Alexis now she's on the move again and her pistol's ready for what it's worth.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Over the thunder of her guns and the beams striking her hull, scoring out chunks of metal and structure and filling her vision with the red haze of pain, Kongou's vision is suddenly distracted. The black aircraft carrier just collapsed. Trailing smoke from damaged sections of the superstructure, Kongou accellerates, turning sharply.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Missiles draw the attention of Kongou's secondary and anti-air batteries, filling the sky with flak and explosions, pruning the cloud around Nozomi's own efforts. Within a few moments, the battered hull of Kongou slips between the alien warship and Kuma's efforts to recover the sinking carrier. The roar of her main battery sounds again, filling the sky with black smoke and flame and armor piercing warheads, while the secondary batteries contribute flak and machine gun fire. With every single weapon mounted to her hull going off all at once, Kongou lets out a cheerful war cry that bears just the subtlest hint of anger.<br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Burning LO~OVE~!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:673|Rory White (673)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Into the hangar Rory's drones go! Hooray!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And now that she's in there, her remote control begins getting a little laggy. Too much interference, and signal loss. One of the remaining Saucers is forced to reposition to act as a relay and fly closer to the monstrous ship!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Regardless, now the drones are seeking out any kind of maintenance hatches or important things. A path to engineering or the reactor might work - if she can trigger a shutdown or rip out some useful part...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:582|Wo (582)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the water laps over her, the Wo-class' vision seems to dim, even as she's looking up at the sky distorted by surface ripples. Her mind flashes and replays some strange images, as has happened with less clarity the other times this had happened to her. Are these her 'memories'? Bubbles boil up around her, as she struggles to remember..but still cannot. The weight of what she's done and continues to do drags her down more assuredly than any physical anchor would. However, as she's about to drop out of reach, more ripples coming up to where she is. And then a hand. She's confused by the gesture, both through her muddled mind and the fact that it hadn't really happened before. But, instinctively, she's able to reach her own up toward it. No ship actively *wants* to sink, when there's an alternative.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When she's hauled up, she's not quite dead weight for Kuma, but very close to it. She's practically on auto pilot by this point, not really having enough wits about her to question her own thoughts she'll have later about helping, and being helped, by one of the hated Fleet Daughters. Their enemies. For now, they are just fellow denizens of the sea. Something that, if Kuma isn't careful, earns her a half-conscious head pat from a gloved hand. "Wo," she mumbles weakly, able to get out her designator and assumed alias, but little more at this point. "..so you, were okay." Despite her near monotone, some amount of relief manages to come through. She strains her head to try and get a look at the crashed ship, now under such duress. Maybe it'd be good to clear out before they're noticed again!<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:33|Arthur Lowell (33)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Arthur manages to take a bit of the heat off of him, which means the kinetic point-defense weapons are still blazing but at least he's not needing to use a Bomb or anything. Because, you know, he doesn't /have/ one. But, the main shield disperses! Arthur wastes no time: He swaps immedately from GRAVITY BOLTS basck to STARFIRE BOLTS. Having raked a line of damage through the weapons, Arthur's freshly enthused to work on both the hull and the weapons! His less gimmicky celestial particle bursts spray out with renewed energy, the boy still SCREAMING! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh shit, wait, the ENEMY has the Bombs! Missiles are now heading for him! Arthur suffers just enough INTENSE thermonuclear burns and battering up and down his body from the first rush of missiles that he is very, very keenly aware that he needs to not get hit by more if he doesn't want to /die/. Harshly altering his own personal spatial properties, he hard-stops in mid-air, allowing several more warheads to slam into his body alongside multiple point-defense raiser beams, but putting the remaining missiles all in front of him, and then emits a titanic cone of blasts intending to destroy the swarm that focuses on him all at once! Unfortunately, this leaves him bruised, blistered, and panting with exertion, clearly heavily damaged! However, Nagato and Kongou are striking hard at the hull now! And Arthur knows how this needs to finish.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ships like this always, ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS, have a big core with a lot of internal defenses. With the hull ideally coming apart shortly, Arthur rocket-rushes along its length again, trying to feel local space for the sensation of strange, massive reactors. As he does, he catches up with Nozomi Houken! Or Nozomibot as the case may be at the moment. "Oi! HEADS UP!" As she scrapes along the surface of the ship, he fires blasts of light at the missiles, trying to detonate them behind her, and take some of the heat off, as well as damage the hull in the meantime! He's primarily looking to blast more holes open though. With what he hopes will be holes and massive slices blown open by Nagato, Kongou, and Nozomi, Arthur intends to get inside an ideally wrecked-open interior, hopefully something he can maneuver inside!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After all, how do all of these end? Attack the core, of course. This had flying escorts, right? Look, let's be honest: Arthur is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT sure that there's no way this isn't ending in the core loading up on a cool smaller ship for a boss form to fight, and he wants to get the jump on it from the inside.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma nods a bit, her Adhoge has survived this entire ordeal... until that headpat, which makes the thing bob, weave... then finally collapse for the moment. "Kuma... You helped me... it's only right to return the favour, kuma." she replies softly, hauling the damaged Carrier up, and getting under one arm, skating slowly away with Wo under 'towing'. It's slow going, despite being about the same size, Wo's got more overall mass, that Kuma's having to overcome, especially with being nearly deadweight.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For the moment, Kuma's making to evacuate the engagement zone, too damaged to continue fighting herself, and under strain from evacuating the carrier, she's out of the fight.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Finally, the shield is broken...and the ship immediately retaliates. With two of her escorts sent out to aid Nagato, Darwin is left nearly as a sitting duck. She lacks the speed to evade such a violent volley of missiles, and while the one escort that stayed with her immediately rushes in front and endures the brunt of the impacts with its own field, it has to falter eventually. Such powerful explosive force quickly eats through the remains of its barrier, crashing into its metal form and blowing it apart from within. Darwin cries out in fear and surprise, lifting her arms as a makeshift shield, but it's just not enough.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Smoke, fire, debris, and water explode around her, obscuring her completely and muffling her pained scream. It's several moments until it fades, but when it does...Darwin is a struggling wreck. Clothes and body alike are scorched and blasted. Huge segments of her mechanical base are twisted, shattered, burning; anything more, and she's not going to be able to make it through this. Much like her ally. "-Wo!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's possibly the loudest thing Darwin has said recently, tinged with fear for her precious carrier ally. But Kuma is helping her; strange, Darwin thinks, for a Fleet Daughter to protect an Abyssal. Still, there's not much more for the Seaport Princess to do there. Her efforts are best spent directing further attacks against the ship that still hasn't sunk.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Anger crosses Darwin's features. She breathes heavily and hunches where she sits, but she's not going to just lie back and take this any more. The escorts with Nagato continue their blazing beams against the ship, and the mangled mouth beside Darwin opens up again. Still steaming and smoldering, it doesn't take long to charge up that swirling beam of negative energy again; a beam whose roiling scream is paired with the uncharacteristically enraged howl of Darwin herself.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:596|Zwei (596)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma and Wo are spared an interruption in the form of gunfire by their position in the ship's damaged firing arc, the former to attempt to save the latter without incident. Kongou manages to thin out the small portion of the missile cloud going for them without incident, but she is still made to intercept a pair of them with her 'body' owing to the sheer number of targets to shoot down. On the other hand, she's already at a barely-repaired part of the corvette's hull, and so the next salvo of shells that sounds off from her smashes through the hastily made patch job like bowling balls through a window; ripping through the engine structure and exploding amidst the densely packed power conduits. Something inside violently explodes, blowing off a huge section of the jet cluster, issuing steam and plasma like smoke and fire. Nagato's shells are hitting intact armour, but Darwin's amped up beam weaponry is strong enough that her escorts carve massive, glowing gouges through the armour, easily enough for the shells to fly inwards. The blast waves and shrapnel shred the firing chambers of several of the main guns, causing the hull to bulge outward and then burst into streams of fire and fragments as the rydberg lasing apparatus fails.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Coincidentally, Nozomi's sword draws a line straight outside of the chamber Alexis and Kotone are standing in, after which a volley of missiles fail to bank in time before sliding straight into it and detonating, blowing a wide hole through several meters of semi-metal until daylight streams into the dark interior, providing them with a most convenient exit. This also provides Arthur a death star style trench run avenue deeper into the ship, where he'll just /barely/ fit if he clings to his broom very tightly. The interior is a complete maze of honeycombs with no regard for up or down, but with his ability to sense spatial distortions, he can locate the reactor cluster simply by the presence that the hundreds of miniature singularities give off. The reactor room itself might be a disappointment, as it is extremely cramped; clearly only meant to be serviced by tiny, dedicated machines embedded in the walls rather than a real crew. The dyson sphere casing built around it is enormous and heavily armed; so much that it would have to suffer a direct hit from an extremely powerful attack to actually breach, making it the most fortified position on the ship with how deep inside its guts it is. He'll have to make his move and escape very quickly however, because there's no guarantee that something explosive won't go off with how many attacks are hammering their way steadily inwards from outside. Rory should be advised the same of her drones. Their small size and flight capability gives them an easy time of nagivating the interior, where they happen upon more ammo storage for the ground forces, motivators for the launch catapults, power conduits for the weapons and engines, and loosely termed 'cargo holds', where homogenous degenerate matter is being stored inside of a densely packed network of nano-fabricators to mass produce more drones and affect repairs.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With little left other than roughly half of its CWIS guns still blazing away at everyone involved, the corvette starts throwing its interception lasers into the mix; individually only powerful enough to melt a hole through a missile, but fired with extreme accuracy, and in great number, especially targeting the more heavily damaged members of the battlegroup. As a last resort measure, the shipboard AI seems to have called down what remains of its flight team, filling the air with the thunderous roar of positron turbines as a squadron of hypersonic craft blurr overhead and strafe the area with explosive rounds and fusion bombs. It's clearly on its last legs if it's abandoning the fight in the air.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:571|Alexis Maaka (571)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Alexis yelps with surpise at the sudden opening, leaping to cover kOtone protectively from the blast with her superior body armor, grunting as she picks herself up. Eyeing the opening, she glances at Kotone as well, "Well...it beats being here when this thing gets critical!" She says, shrugging as she carries the younger cyborg bridal style, and then makes a /leap/ into the water, sprinting before making a flying leap.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"HOLD ONTO ME!" she shouts as they fall through the air, then activates the wings on her back to glide their way to a soft landing in the water. /Hopefully/ there's a vehicle they can use, the hoverbike Kotone used perhaps, but that doesn't seem too likely...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Battlefield telemetry is keeping Nozomi at least slightly appraised of the entire fight, and as she carves her way through the ship, the TIGER unit informs her of the damaged state of Darwin; someone's covering the other Abyssal, but Darwin is relatively unprotected. And whether or not she's ordinarily an enemy, for this battle she's been assigned to the 'friendly' list. And one of the TIGER's top battlefield directives is to cover friendlies.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She's done enough ship-carving. The technomagical girl banks away and comes around, right about the time the lasers start lighting up the airspace alongside other ordnance. One nicks her hull, two, one cuts through protective enchantment to scorch bare skin, but she flies on and up, catching sight of the incoming fighters just in time. At least a couple of them are on a trajectory right over the damaged Abyssal.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But a bombing trajectory makes their movement predictable. Especially if they're coming in at hypersonic speeds. The TIGER does the calculations in an instant and tells her just where to fly; so the armored girl is right up in place and stopped just seconds before they'll arrive. And seconds are all she needs for...<br /><br /> "<span class=" bold_fg_y bg_n ++ hy">EM Siege Breaker.</span>" <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yellow energy floods the blade, pressed in and tightly packed, sending its already-impressive cutting power through the roof. But even with superb cutting power, a human alone wouldn't be able to make this cut. It would take supercharged processing power. Machine calculation. Prediction far faster and more accurate than the human mind is capable of, and superb reflexes to make the most of it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Being linked with the TIGER's neural processors gives her exactly that.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The EM Zanbatou swings once as the first goes by. The second as another screams past. And on the third swing, the gathered energy in the cutting surface finally explodes outward, giving the third fighter to try an attack run on Darwin the bulk of the weapon's destructive power.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato continues her shelling upon the ship, the Escorts doing their job quite nicely, now only if they wern't enemy escorts assisting her. Tch. The Admiral-ship scans the area as she continues shelling, watching over the battlefield and keeping a good eye on Kuma and Wo not because she distrusts Wo, because she does, is that her Fleet is damaged and is escaping. With the fliers now coming down to assist the giant ship and strafe, Nagato abandons her position and starts making a beeline towards Kuma.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her battlefield scanning isn't without merit, however, as Alexis and Kotone make a leap from that massive ship, the Admiral-ship turns as quick as she can to move in for a catch, reaching out to them both. "Hold on! I got you!" she shouts, grunting a bit as the two bodies land on her, the ship stumbling in the water from the off balance and sudden impact of two human-sized bodies landing on her.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She sails to a slower pace with the added weight, moving them to one side of her turrets, "Hold on, I'm heading towards Kuma. If you have any ranged weaponry, please keep the aircraft off us." With that said, she goes back to skating towards KUma, trying to move into position to use her armaments to take the hits for the already damaged cruiser. "I'll get you all back to port without further damage!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There's something intensely satisfying in the way the starship's internal structure is all but annihilated once its shielding is brought down. A certain visceral joy Kongou always feels when her shells do appreciable damage. Her radar rotates briefly, giving her sight of Kuma and Wo on a retreating course, and there's an unseen nod somewhere within the colossal battleship.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That's good. She had come here to protect her peaceful sea, she shouldn't have to sink for that.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kongou's attention returns to the corvette, bringing down its aircraft. While there are no more missiles to contend with, the anti-air batteries and flak cannons on board the battleship continue to fire, filling the sky with shrapnel that would create an extremely bad day for any engine intakes that suck it up. This is not the extent of Kongou's anti-air power, however. The two inboard main battery turrets, closest to her superstructure, lift their 35.6cm cannons skyward.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The shells that are hurled forth on tongues of flame and smoke sail up into the sky, hissing and trailing flame all the way up until they explode in midair, hurling out shards of shell casing, steel rods, and sticks of burning magnesium. It creates an incredible hazard to fly through, as if Nozomi's sword wasn't enough of a problem.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The other two turrets remain focused on the flagging corvette. Having reloaded as well, shortly after the Type 3 shinkaisen shells are fired, they also speak, hurling type 94 High Explosive shells through the exposed sections of the corvette's armor. Without armor to stop them, the high explosive fragmentary rounds will be able to do a whole lot more damage than if she had fired them earlier in the engagement.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:673|Rory White (673)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And so, in a pinch, Rory is faced with a crisis.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Use her drones and their minimal equipment to sabotage things... or try to nab some of this technology for study and reverse engineering? The implications are amazing. It doesn't take her long at all to deduce just what everything is and figure out the scale and complexity of this stuff.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Focus her efforts on stopping the attack? Focus her efforts on raiding the technology?<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nope. She'll pick option 3.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sabotage the efforts by RIPPING STUFF OUT OF ITS MOORINGS. Or trying to anyways.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;One might guess that more effort would be put into securing the outside than the inside. Given the lack of internal defenses, the internal engineering shouldn't be ARMOR-GRADE.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She'll hinder the thing by using LASERS. Lots and lots of lasers. One drone goes for the AMMO ELEVATOR and attempts to melt the framework to block the elevator and jam up all of the transfers.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Another drone hunts for any power conduits to slice and grab that would be powering the Launch catapults and engines.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But the final drone goes for the Nanofab.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chances are the degenerate matter might be too dense to transport with her little drones, but all she needs to do is rip out ANYTHING and have a good chance at learning amazing things. Just the casings would be great metallurgical finds! Or the controlling computers...<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Protection is the last thing on Darwin's mind right now. Whatever strength she has left is to be pushed and pushed toward sinking the ship that she and her current allies have been smashing into this whole time. Her beams and those of her escorts continue, blazing with the roiling power of an old, old grudge given physical form. So, when those last assaults come shooting toward her, Darwin seems to ignore them. For nearly sinking her sister, another cherished Abyssal, this ship must /pay/...even at the cost of herself. Darwin's eyes squeezes shut as she braces for the oncoming impact...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But the strikes never come. Darwin lingers for a few moments before finally opening her eyes and looking up, just in time to see Nozomi's series of precise, cleaving strikes. It's jarring; she has no idea how to respond to it...and so she doesn't. Not yet.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Instead, she takes the opportunity to continue her assault, pushing more of her power into her beams to cleave into the ship's hull and burn it through. Deeper and deeper, carving trenches into metal, scorching with the agony of a tormenting spite. She won't rest until this hated opponent sees the bottom of the ocean at last.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:33|Arthur Lowell (33)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Arthur... is not here to destroy the core! Oddly. After BLASTING through the chamber near Alexis Maaka, Kotone Yamakawa, and Rory's drones are, he's bouncing brutally around the interior of the ship while he maneuvers to the core itself. He did use that time, at least, to think about what the core IS. And usually they're explosive. It's armed, too! Oh shit. Arthur focuses on two things: Taking out any links the core has with the main ship! Surely the dyson sphere module can self-regulate, right? So he immediately OPENS FIRE on any connections that branch out of the sphere itself, into the craft! The core itself is way too armored for even Arthur to think about breaching it at the moment, really, and these things are multi-stage anyway.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Of course, he's gonna be here a while, even as MASSIVE EXPLOSIONS from Kongou, Nagato, Darwin expending their firepower blast around him. He seems to find them, while damaging, EXTREMELY ENCOURAGING! While he blasts the particle bolts out of his body, he summons up an intense series of gravitational shifts, intended to wrench the core out of its position and just let it roll free. If you can't crack a fortress, destroy the land it's sitting on, right?<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Of course, the core isn't likely defenseless, as it's armed after all. If it fires back, Arthur will just be tanking it, the same way he took the horrible blistering and irradiation of the nuclear missiles, and the same way he's been taking those lasers smashing against him, and the bruises from breaching the ship. All to achieve his priority! TEARING OUT THE HEART! When the massive lasers and huge shell explosions crashing around the chamber and blasting it open eventually become too much, only then will he blast his way out of the ship, using his own bolts to cut a fresh trench and emerge violently from the craft on a rocket-ride, still screaming.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Things are just getting nuts at this point okay just nuts really she's keeping with Alexis untill the cleavage starts. This gets a bit nut Kotone's freaka a bit as she wasn't expecting something like that and well this thing might be cooking off. She looks to Alexis and she does not argue she gets the reactor is going to cook off if she stays she's going to die and that will be the end of her. She also saw how Alexis has protected her and started feeling guilty she however does hold on as they fall and hopws this isn't the end for them. <br /><br /> it turns out nopt to be the end as she's landing on Nagto she's a bit dazed but should be otherwise okay, right? She does groggly hope, Rory, Arthur and the others are all right.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:571|Alexis Maaka (571)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Alexis grunts as she lands onto what feels like a ship, protecting Kotone the whole time. Just before she relaxes, however, the commando produces the detonator and blows the charges she set, "Bye bye, fuckers." She growls, before she flops onto her back and sighs, releasing Kotone as she sits up and draws her coilgun, taking idle potshots at the enemy aircraft as the battle begins winding down, just to be sure.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;All the while, she also begins calling targets for Nagato just in case, single-shots blasting away at each little drone thingy the enemy vessel's sent.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:596|Zwei (596)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Drones designed for high speed atmospheric maneuvering don't stand a chance in the face of Nozomi's blade. The first two swings take the passing fighters from nose to tail, splitting them cleanly in half, and sending each piece tumbling through the air before shattering on the ocean surface below. The third one is basically obliterated on the spot, leaving precious little to even be remembered by as it is cut off before reaching Darwin, leaving the Abyssal to continue her attack. While certainly effective against conventional assault, the corvette's armour offers little in the way of protection from supernatural enemies, and so the beams raking across it managed to carve huge sections of its plating straight off, even separating less connected pieces of the ship from the whole, which crash down into the waves below. Each part that comes off opens more undefended internals for Nagato to hit, steadily blasting through the ship from bow to stern, smashing guns and missile silos one after the other and nothing but mangled metal and venting plasma behind.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A second wave of aerial reinforcements dives out of the sky, only to fly straight into Kongou's anti-air screen; impacting flying, burning shrapnel at absurd velocities that send steel and magnesium rods stabbing straight through their chassis. The majority of them are picked off and sent spiralling into the sea before the rest can break off; wheeling around to have a pass at Kongou with their bomb payload, before being stabbed out of the sky by bolts of energy travelling so fast that they look like a straight line, no doubt from Zwei chasing after them. Her type 94s detonate inside the rear power couplings, causing the thrusters to shut off completely, and then blow themselves to pieces as their fuel containment fields disappear; shooting out pressurized jets of superheated gas as they blow out from the inside.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The guns remaining on the side of the corvette opposite Nagato and Darwin's escorts go silent as Rory's drones gradually cut through their power supply and ammunition stores. The bulk of the fabrication machinery is indeed, too much for the drone to make off with, but the fine manipulator equipment attached to it seems like a good alternative choice, though they don't seem to possess any recognizeable tool tips. The drones elsewhere are immediately consumed in multiple types of futuristic explosive doom as Alexis blows the charges. Normally the damage would be contained to one compartment, but the sabotage has rendered the entire train stuck, and so the whole elevator daisy chains in such a way that it blows an entire 'deck' of the ship out from inside, causing it to list severely in the water.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This is the point where Arthur would normally be killed by the reactor cluster actively redirecting its output into beams of insanely intense hawking radiation straight through his torso, but they only manage to fire for a fraction of a second before the explosion forces it to reconfigure its entire power output arrangement to avert a feedback loop. The result is, with a lot of effort, shooting and screaming, the massive sphere finally comes loose with a howl of screeching metal, and then every light on the outside of the ship goes dim. The reactor seems to be self contained enough that it won't melt down or explode if left like this; likely so it can be retrieved later; but the ship is basically only still floating because the entire hulk weighs less than 3000 tons.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the last of the fighter bombers are swatted out of the air, one last flying figure hurtles down out of the atmosphere and smashes into the topside of the corvette, resolving into the silhouette of Asche after the smoke and condensation clears. Weiss is nowhere to be seen, for probably obvious reasons. "Again I am impressed by the multiverse. If you wish to be hailed as heroes, make your way to the closest land. I will do little other than congratulate you. Once you have reached a safe distance, I will destroy this ship, and that will be the end of it."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:33|Arthur Lowell (33)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Arthur is hit dead-on with a blast of radiation! Oh man! For a moment, he has every kind of cancer, but he's a space god and so that gets dealt with immediately. He's also ionized to hell and back, and that's not going away for a while. When he blasts his way out of the chamber and up to the top of the boat, it's with much yelling and gusto!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then he just sort of splats onto the deck near Asche. Radiation burns, kinetic impact bruises, lacerations from near misses from lasers, and blunt trauma from ramming into walls, plus a little blood toxicity from sheer volumes of radiation, have sort of rendered him immobile for a moment. "SHIT YES." He declares, despite being face-down on the carbon. "You mind WAITING A BIT? I just need a moment to PICK UP ALL MY BLOOD." His voice is a little muffled from being face-down in the ship, and after that last part he goes sort of limp.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa looks up as the charges go off and looks to Alexis. <br /><br /> "Is there something about the more advanced a species gets the more murderous and umempthatic it becomes?" She does seem very happy to see then looks to Nagato and says "Thank you." <br /><br /> She's not much use for now but she'll happy enjoy the ride and that she's still alive.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:342|Nozomi Houken (342)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Floating in the sky, breathing heavily, Nozomi holds her weapon at the ready until she's absolutely sure the fighter drones are done coming and the ship has fallen silent. Asche only gets a flat stare, devoid of anything but a simple, cold appraisal; and then the black-armored girl turns and begins descending out of the sky in a controlled drop that stops just above the waves, less than a hundred feet from Darwin. She heaves her weapon up onto one shoulder, and turns to regard the Abyssal - her gaze starts out sharp and cold, but upon seeing that, if not unhurt, Darwin will at least be all right (and is not likely to attack), her expression softens just faintly.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That's when the dropship banks around, called by an automated signal from TIGER, and she turns and simply floats into its passenger deck. Darwin will be treated to the sight of Rampart Mode disengaging, releasing Nozomi from her combat armament; including the change in hair and eye color, the reapparance of her ordinary clothes... and the moment when that emotionless combat machine expression leaves her face, to be replaced with silent fear as the memories of the battle hit her reasserted personality. Only once she's safely out of the armor does the pilot dare to bank around, close the side hatch, and hurtle off into the sky.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:494|Samar (494)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Finally, that struggle is done.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Darwin slumps forward in exhaustion after the ship has been disabled, finally ceasing the outpouring of laser fire from herself and her escorts. The two that remain, at least. The scraps of the third are carefully scooped up in Darwin's massive hands, showing a gentleness that seems nothing like her appearance. A sorrowful frown is given to the remnants of the strange orb, a look that is quickly cast toward Wo next, as the Seaport Princess tries to make sure her sister is safe. They'll both need to return to Iron Bottom Sound immediately for repairs.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Nozomi lowers down nearby, though, Darwin's head lifts to quickly look at her from afar. The Princess says nothing; she stares at Nozomi, but in the soft sadness of her eyes, there's a slight glimmer of gratitude. She clearly has no interest in fighting anymore, at least not tonight. Whatever battle fury she holds has been more than expended already.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ashe gets a narrow-eyed stare when she arrives. It's not exactly hostile, but Darwin doesn't really seem comfortable, either. This has all been too draining, too jarring. She seems content to simply shake her head, then float over to retrieve Wo, followed by the remaining segments of the Escort Fortress as they sink underwater and swim off toward their home again. Kuma, at least, gets an ever-so-soft "thank you" from Darwin; otherwise, the Princess doesn't seem interested in talking much more tonight.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:637|Kongou (637)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The new figure that descends on the corvette from SPACE also draws the attention of Kongou's guns, but with the corvette's own weapons going silent and the last of its aircraft spiralling into the sea, those great guns remain quiet. Only once she recognizes Asche do Kongou's weapons start swinging away to centerline, barrels lowering. The anti-air guns in particular, their barrels sizzling red and beginning to warp, swing down to a 0 degree elevation.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a rapid-fire Ka-Chunk noise, the 25mm barrels disconnect and eject over the side, hitting the water with an angry hissing sound. New barrels, slide into position over several moments, then lock into place with a ratcheting noise. Only then does the warship assume a silvery glow and, surrounded by this light, compress into Kongou's human form.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A hard look is rested on Asche for a long moment, and then Kongou simply nods. Turning in place, she accellerates after Kuma if only to observe the collection of the fallen Wo-class. Just as much to make sure the carrier is alright as to make sure Kuma isn't harmed further, though Kongou herself is in pretty rough shape, she can still fight if pushed to it.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The gratitude is returned with a bow, though Kongou stays silent--For some reason, the carrier reminds her of someone, which has put her in a nostalgic mood. She watches the Seaport Princess depart, reaching out to hook Kuma across the shoulders and help the smaller cruiser back to Nagato.<br /> <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her recon plane fairy, chilling in a tiny inflatable raft, has just enough time to reel in its equally tiny fishing line before it's scooped up in passing and returned to Kongou's kit.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato, once the firing has stopped, gives a light nod and takes a look towards the Seaport Princess. Its here that the admiral-ship gives a light sigh and a bow in thanks towards her, turning back towards Wo. No words are exchanged once Seaport Princess acquires Wo, just an understanding nod and a turn around. A look to Kongou, "Let's go home, you two deserve rest and I'm happy I did not lose either of you this sortie." she lets out a soft sigh and a smile embraces her lips, sailing off with the two Daughters. Content that everything from here will be taken care of, she gives no regards to wanting thanks, she did her job, she proved herself in front of her allies... and her enemies... and solidifies herself in her mind that she's still capable of her duty.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A few words escape her lips... "Maybe... just maybe..." before she shakes her head, falling silent for the rest of the trip home.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:673|Rory White (673)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the ship going dead, and Zwei announcing it's soon to be DESTROYED and she will brook no arguments, Rory directs her drones to use the amount of time Arthur's unwittingly buying her to scrape up as much salvage as possible from the exposed machinery. Even the tiniest scrap of wiring and conduit might reveal amazing metallurgical secrets for stronger alloys, after all!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then they're hurrying the hell back out and DOWN into the water and away, with their tiny cargo compartments stuffed with as much as they can still fly with. (And that not being much.)<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:571|Alexis Maaka (571)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As Alexis climbs off Nagato, she unfolds her helmet and flops onto the beach, prying off her wingpack as well as she kinda watches Zwei go off to explode the ship. She tosses Rory a cannon shell of some sort, before she lies back and closes her eyes, sighing. It's only now just hit her she's without a way home, and she sighs with irritation as she rubs her face. "Goddamnit."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Kotone Yamakawa also climbs off Naago and sighs as she watches Zwei blow up the ship and she looks to Alexis who has no ride homne she pauses issuing a recall command for her bike which is a bit worse for warew but it's intact she looks to Alexis <br /><br /> "Need a lift?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:571|Alexis Maaka (571)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Yeah." Alex says, hearing that bike coming as she picks herself up. "I'll take that." She hops on, making room for Kotone to drive as she rides shotgun, semi-literally.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>It's built from a street racing bike so it's a bit of a tight fit with Alex and Kotone but it should be fine. <br /><br /> "If there's one thing I learned the sooner I upgrade the less dead weight I'm going be. I need to set up that appointment with megatech sooner rather than later..."<br> <br><br />
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, now it's time to sit and wait! Kuma /hates/ waiting, but it's what she was made to do. Escort and protect!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"MMmm, I hope Nagato-teitoku comes soon, I'm starting to run low on fuel, kuma~." she muses softly, turning her eyes skywards. "I should launch my Reimitei again..." she muses, then 'digs' in her 'backpack' before coming up with a floatplane she then HEAVES it into the air, the Fairy in the cockpit holding on for dear life. "Ku~Ma~!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:327|Allie (327)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Ping! Ping! Allie was riding on a Search and Rescue boat, which was rapidly sailing towards the source of the beacon. While it may not have been the actual intent of the beacon, Allie was reading it as an S.O.S beacon of someone in need of rescuing! As such, Allie was standing there on top of the bow of the boat, using small anchors to keep herself safely in place with her Search and Rescue systems pinging the area. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; This wasn't guaranteed to be friendlies though, so instead of a full search-and-rescue armament, she was equipped with her usual weapon loadout for combat, though most of them were holstered and powered down still at present. Once they were in range of short-range radio broadcast, the Artille sent out a radio message, &lt;"<span class=" bold_fg_m bg_n ++ hm">This is Search and Rescue unit 142. We have picked up on your S.O.S. beacon. We are approaching to assess your situation. If you hear this, please respond.</span>"&gt; <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Navigation fairies were not meant to travel outside of the Fleet Daughter's own world and for the supply ship and escort to get lost was an inevitable outcome to happen. Never the less, Nagato is skating over the water with a small girl done up in a red 'summoner' like outfit in tow who is holding a long scroll painted to look like a flight deck. She perks up and skates alongside the Admiral-ship, straightening out the scroll which hovers in front of the carrier-ship. She places a few paper sillhouettes of planes on the deck and with a few hand signs, they launch off and morph into scout planes. "Launching the seaplanes, Kuma should be near."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato, the white dressed battleship, nods a bit, looking out towards the sea as her boots propel her across the water. "Radar is picking up aircraft to the northeast. Friendly signature it seems. Direct them towards there, Ryuujou." and with a point, Nagato turns to head off towards the indicated direction.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The radio broadcast reaches the two, Nagato giving a light nod before returning the message. &lt;"This is Fleet Admiral Nagato, Unit 142, please inidcate your direction. We're heading to pick up our supply ship and escort from a navigation failure. Are you here to assist as well?"&gt;<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:524|General Zod (524)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Standing on the bow of the S&R boat is a dark metal armored figure, face obscured by a nearly opaque forcefield in a vaguely skull-like shape, black cape fluttering in the wind as he remains silent. His arms folded, he watches and listens to the goings on, standing on the deck like a mast, unmoved by the rocking motion of the boat. He's probably showing off how unflappable he is. Zod merely... watches and listens for now.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma's eyes are closed, as she focuses on her seaplane. "Ryuujou-chan! Nagato-teitoku!" she exclaims, snapping her eyes open and looking in the direction they're coming from. The scout plane banks and does a flyby of the Battleship and Light Carrier, before returning to its launch ship.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Search and Rescue message gets her attenion. &lt;"Kuma-class Torpedoe Cruiser, Kuma! I'm escorting a supply convoy but our navigation fairy got us lost, kuma~. It's okay though, Admiral Nagato is here so we'll be okay~, kuma~!"&gt;<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:327|Allie (327)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &lt;"Greetings Fleet Admiral Nagato! I'm Allie of the Confederacy Search and Rescue division. I have come with Search and Rescue unit 142 to assess the situation and assist as necessary. I am closing in on the becon's position with the Search and Rescue boat."&gt; Even though it was a peaceful mission, Allie was glad to have Zod along. The search and rescue unit itself wasn't really combat capable, and it sounded like there were two-three possible people there, so if they turned out to be an ambush, there'd be little she could do to stop it. Beyond running away quickly, of course. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Hopefully this will be a simple, quick operation..." Allie murmurs. Having Lyria onboard as well made Allie a little uneasy, though she didn't seem to be a large threat, just staring out amazed at the water. "Are they your friends?" She asks curiously towards Lyria, as the boat approaches the supply convoy, preparing to pull up alongside it. Kuma's response get an amused little look from Allie. "&lt;Kuma-class? That sounds almost like a Shinki designation. I'm an MMS type Lynx, myself! Also don't mind the man standing on the bow. He's an escort for my safety, mostly!&gt;" <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:670|Lyria Mason (670)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Lyria had found her own way in to respond to the becon she was on a small one person sea craft which was zipping along, she took note of the S&R Vessel it was alien and intresting ot her but she was also aware there were Confederates i the area and she'd move to be careful with that. She wondered about what did it run on? It wasn't magic or there was a good chance it didn't either way she's trying to not get distracted at the alien ocean that is before her s she makes her wau contact the fleet Admiral. <br /><br /> &lt;This Is Lyria Mason Union ally, Admiral Nagato, I'd picked up becon eariler and I'd come to offer my help.&gt;<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&lt;"A pleasure, Allie. I trust that you're not here for other means then?"&gt; Nagato questions, spotting the seaplane from Kuma's repitorie. "We're close, Ryuujou. Recall the planes." Ryuujou gives an enthusiastic nod as those seaplanes come back, landing on the scroll while Ryuujou does a cute little dance from a successful scouting mission. "All planes recalled, ma'am!" the energeitc carrier replies with a salute.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&lt;"I wish to thank you for coming to the scene, a bigger escort group is good for the supplies. We'll lead to fifty miles outside of our safe zone in which we'll be able to navigate from there. I do appreciate the assistance."&gt; Nagato gives a light smile at the Union allie's voice. &lt;"Thank you, Miss Mason. Your assistance is appreciated."&gt; <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It doesn't take too long for the Battleship and Light Carrier to arrive close to Kuma and the supply ships, "Kuma, sitrep please."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma salutes Nagao. "Aye aye, kuma~." she replies. "Five supply ships from Homeland Command. Fuel, Ammunition, Steel and Bauxite, as well as more Resupply Mixture and assorted sundries, kuma. Also, relief crew for the resupply yard and a new crew for the shipyard!" she finishes happily. "But, what's a Confederacy? Is that like those old movies, with the men in funny outfits, kuma~?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato nods, "Good good, this will keep Hikari going for a few months at least." she states, "And a releif crew, new crew. And it would suit if we could find another Navigation Fairy that's a bit more reliable." she places her finger on her chin and hmms, "The Confederacy is supposedly a great nation that the Union has been fighting and its part of our job to stop it, however, this incident contradicts data that we have at the present. Let's be cautious when dealing with this group."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ryuujou nods a bit, "Plus they wear funny outfits too."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:524|General Zod (524)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zod frowns inside his helmet. These new faces were similar to the Abyssal Fleet and their enemies. If they acted like the others, this could be troublesome. He glances at the supply convoy and radios in as he turns to Allie. "Be ready for trouble." He intones to her as his stance loosens up and he looks around for signs that attackers may be inbound. After all; you do not send an armed escort if you are expecting an uneventful passage.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:327|Allie (327)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &lt;"I just picked up on the unknown S.O.S. signal, and am here to answer it! We have food, water and medical supplies in case the navigational errors have taken you off route for long enough that your caravan's supplies may have run short."&gt; Allie pauses as she listens to Nagato continue. Hmm. Okay, so resupply and refuel doesn't sound like it'd be necessary to pass over much beyond possibly water, though that was one of the more important things to pass over. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Allie sent a couple of bursts of her flight systems, taking herself so that she was hovering between the two boats. She produced a flag from her slipway, waving the brightly-colored yellow flag. &lt;"The supply boat is in the water beside your ships where the flag is. I'm the tiny person with the flag!"&gt; Yeah she definitely didn't look intimidating. In fact, she could possibly be confused for a well-armed fairy! Maybe. Except she was terrible at doing more than a hover! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Allie gives a glance towards Zod, before giving a small nod towards Zod as he loosens up. She takes a soft inhale, beginning to use her scanning systems to begin to attempt to assess the actual ships, and attempt to scan for weapons both visually and doing simple scans to attempt to pick up weapons and possibly see if she could spot any armaments openly on the decks of the supply convoy. Just in case of danger. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The supply ships are just that. Crewed by Fairies of varying sizes, not humans, but they have storage containers stacked up within their cavernous holds. Cursory scans indicate fuel oil for old-type boilers, steel sheets, bauxite containers and munitions of varying caliburs and types, but no weapons. The Fleet Daughters are obviously armed, Kuma has her backpack with a cannon mount, as well as ankle-mounted torpedo racks. Nagato is equally obvious in her armament, while Ryuujou might be an anomaly, as she's only toting that scroll, but it looks like a flight deck, so...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma herself blinks, and looks over at the waving flag, turning and 'skating' on over. "Kuma? Hey, you look like a Fairy, kuma! So cute!" those big, deep brown eyes are sparkling as she stares up at Allie.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato is quite obviously armed as she's out and about as an escort for the Cruiser, the large cannons strapped to the metal struts around her. &lt;"Water would be good for our Fairies here. Medical supplies and food are not nessecary at this time, no one seems to be injured and everything seems to be okay."&gt; she gives a nod, looking toward the bright yellow flag. &lt;"I see the flag and the boat, Allie."&gt; "Kuma, Ryuujou, rendevous with the Confederate supply party and be on guard. Let's see if they can be negotiated with. Stay behind me."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ryuujou gives another energentic nod and starts to sail off towards the Confederate Rescue Boat, a few plane-papers drawn from her jacket in a preperation atttempt. "I have the torpedo bombers on standby!" And with a confirmation nod, Nagato sails off towards the Confed boat. &lt;"Allie, we are en route to rendevous with you and the supply boat, as such we're coming in peace."&gt;<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato pauses, looking behind her. There was Ryuujou but... She looks ahead.. "Kuma! Back in formation!"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma blinks, then looks back at Nagato with a plaintive look in her eyes. Her adhoge bounces as she sighs and skates back to fall in beside the Flagship. "Kuma is sorry, kuma."<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:524|General Zod (524)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zod hmms and turns to retrieve water jugs. The smaller 5 gallon ones should suffice for such tiny beings. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He radioes &lt;Permission to deliver water supplies to your crew?&gt; after he re-emerges from below deck with two 5-gallon jugs of drinking water in each hand.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:327|Allie (327)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Materials, ammunition. This didn't seem like a heavily armed ship, but it was definitely resupplying some sort of army most likely. Allie shifts her hand up to lift her helmet off of her head so that her face was visible when Kuma addresses her, her flight systems keeping her hovering in front of Kuma. "A-ah? I guess... I'm a Shinki, we're little robot companions more or less!" A little robot companion outfitted with a bunch of guns and mounted weapons. Also an artillery cannon on her right shoulder, it seemed! But they weren't aimed, in fact they were in a neutral position and not powered up. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As the flagship closes in, Allie looks up towards Nagato, floating in place with a slight bob, rapid bursts of thrusters keeping her hovering more or less at head-height. Give or take. &lt;"Understood!"&gt; She slips the flag back into her slipway, smiling towards Zod as he retrieves the water jugs, a smile spreading on her little face. Good! Okay. This seemed like it would end peacefully, most likely! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Allie once more turns towards Nagato, looking up towards her as she hovers there. Her assumption that they were neutral was beginning to falter a little. After all, they were carrying ammunition. But still. &lt;"We're here for a peaceful mission as well, so you shouldn't have to fear either~."&gt; That and she was fairy-sized, so they totally outnumbered and outgunned the confederate forces there, right? <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the escort fleet gets into position, Nagato gives a light nod, "Of course." she states, pointing to one of the standard ships piloted by fairies. "You can set them on deck, the fairies will drag them into the holds themselves." Her attention soon gets turned towards Allie, almost a fairy but not like a fairy. This one seems to be armed but inactive. "Very well. A Shinki." she looks towards Ryuujou and Kuma, a light smile given towards them before turning back to the Confederates and Lyria. "Lyria, shall you join our boats and we'll give you a lift back to Hikari? And to you Allie and your ally, we can allow you to accompany us up to ten miles out of our base, is this acceptable?"<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma just looks up at Allie with those big sparkling eyes... Ryuujou probably knows that look. The cruiser wants to pet and brush and play dressup with the Shinki. She keeps herself in formation though, don't make the Admiral angry, after all.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:524|General Zod (524)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zod sort of just... floats several feet off the surface of the ocean towards the convoy ship. He isn't acting threatening, and he certainly looks alien compared to what the newly unified Fleet Daughters would be used to. Might freak out the little fairies if they're prone to that kind of thing.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Finally he very carefully sets the water down on the deck, trying to avoid crushing anyone or upsetting the balance of any fairies on deck.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:327|Allie (327)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A fairy but not a fairy, she was really more like a doll, even having ball joints and screwholes with screws in them visible for Nagato to seem! A little robotic doll with synthflesh. "That is acceptable, though it seems as if it would be unnecessary to accompany you beyond delivery of the water, unless you are in need of a lead to help you find your way?" She asks curiously towards Nagato. She kind of wanted to test herself against these three, but she also wasn't suicidal! Allie slowly hovered back down, resting on the bow of the search and rescue ship so that she could look at Kuma, Nagato, and Ryuujou without using as much energy on her thrusters. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kuma is given a somewhat nervous smile. Something about the way she was looking at her made her wonder if she was going to come back from this mission, or if she was going to end up captured for a new master. Meep! That was a little scary to think about. Though at the same time it meant she probably wasn't going to be hurt by her without really good reason! As she relaxes, Allie pulls out a ... jellycan from her slipway, a gingerbread cookie flavored one, which is obviously marked along the front of it. She opens it to take a sip of the flavoured lubricant. &lt;"So how did you get lost out here? Did your navigational systems fail or something?"&gt; She asks curiously of the group of ship-ladies. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Meanwhile, Zod was transporting water, which Allie watched with a small smile. Yep, definitely peaceful. Soon enough they could probably safely depart unless there was sudden reason for combat! &lt;"Thank you for escorting me and delivering the water, General Zod! I really appreciate it~!"&gt; Allie transmits over the radio to Zod, she was grinning behind her jellycan, not that he could see it easily. Yep she was being leisurely right now. Which likely helped with the non-threatening and non-aggressiveness of her mission. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The fairies don't seem to mind Zod boarding the ship with water, though they do look at him a bit strangely. Ryuujou follows the man with her eyes as well, something about him feels a bit off to the light carrier, though she sails up towards Kuma, a smile upon her face "That 'Shinki' is adorable, isn't it? Should get one of your own if it's something that can be taken." she turns towards Allie with that same bright smile and sparkly eyes.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nagato has that stoic look on her face, giving a nod, looking between the supply ship and Zod. "Thank you for your assistance, sir and Allie. We are grateful for it." She gives a light bow before catching the eyes of her subordinates. "Kuma, Ryuujou? Please stop staring at the fairy like you want it for your own. If you want to play with the fairy, we have plenty back at HIkari." Turning to face Allie at the request. "I've charted the water on the way here, I believe we can take care of ourselves past a certain point, but the additional escort is acceptable. As for unloading, we have a full crew of unloaders at the sea port, we will be fine unloading the ships." the next question was given and she looks to Kuma for the answer.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:685|Kuma (685)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kuma blinks out of her little trance as Ryuujou speaks to her. "Do... Do you think there's more like her?" she asks in a conspiratorial whisper... that is until Nagato booms her orders. Kuma jerks and winces, before standing bolt upright, saluting. "A-Aye aye, kuma~!" She then shifts position. "Taking point position, kuma! I'll keep my eye out for enemy submarines!"<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She skates over the water to the head of the convoy, hefting her recon plane again, to HEAVE it into the air with a powerful throw. "Go Go Reimatei-chan!" The propeller buzz strikes up and the floatplane begins to lazily circle in a holding pattern around the ships. &lt;"Recon plane deployed Admiral!"&gt; she transmits to Nagato, before signaling to the convoy to move out.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:670|Lyria Mason (670)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Lyria picks up the order to head out and at this point she moves to get ready to head out on her little ship. Kuma and Nagato do get her attention and she watches with a little bit of wonder a the tiny planes are formed, then launched. She takes a moment and will make note to ask them about this later. For now they got a becon to follow up on. As for the feds they havne't tried anything major yet right? So she's not going to pick a fight here unless they start shooting, to to speak.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:524|General Zod (524)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zod stands on the deck and watches the little fairies scurry about, and wonders at the efficiency of the things compared to... well... /his/ crew. After watching them for a few moments to make sure they don't need help moving the 55 gallon drum somewhere, he departs, floating slowly upwards to avoid disrupting the crew's work (though the deck does rattle something fierce as Zod ascends...), joining Allie in flight. &lt;You're welcome. I'm glad we didn't misunderstand each other and come to blows.&gt; He radioes to the Fleet Daughters.<br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:327|Allie (327)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Being called adorable caused Allie to blush ever so slightly, though it would liekly be difficult to see with how much pink she was wearing, and the fact she had the jellycan that she was sipping at. Aaaand then Nagato starts giving her the same eyes as Nagato. She takes a deep breath, before offering helpfully, "Shinki are purchasable at a wide variety of locations for a reasonable price and in many different models to suit your needs! ... No other Artille will ever be as good as me though." Allie gives a firm nod. Yep. She was the best artille, really! <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Okay, I'll go with you to the ten mile point as designated, I'm sure it's going to be an uneventful trip, especially with so many Elites around!" She nods quickly. Aaaand then Kuma talks and ... throws a plane? Allie tilts her head, before sipping at her jellycan again. "My sensors aren't picking up any notable underwater energy sources at present, thankfully! There should be no worries." Allie comments as she sits on the edge of the ship, humming absently. She waves to the search and rescue team to start plotting a course to follow alongside the convoy, just in case anything /did/ happen, but she doubted it would. Lyria is given a curious look, and then... wait. Kuma just threw a plane. That plane was /her/ size. She stares up at the plane curiously. "...I am going to have to talk with Miss Armadia later I think..." Allie mumbles to herself. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; At present, Allie is resting on the search-and-rescue boat to conserve power, as her flight systems were not particularly good or efficient! &lt;"Yes! A misunderstanding would have been bad, since this was just a search and rescue mission, or recon mission if you turned out to be hostile."&gt; Their ship was not exactly stealthy or well-armed. It was a search and rescue ship, after all. While it had weapons on-board, those were almost all to defend against potential pirate attacks. Because pirates. <br> <br><br />
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:'''{{#var:680|Nagato (680)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Industrious little helpers yes?" Nagato turns to Kuma as she heads in the direction towards Hikari. "Well then, if we shall be off? The waters are calm at the moment and I do not predict that they will give us trouble. Kuma's one of the better submarine hunters we have and with you two, I do not fear anything will wish to stop this escort." She turns around and starts off, "We will keep a slow pace to allow your ship to keep up. Fifteen, twenty knots should be a good pace."<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I've reported to HIkari and Kongou will be expecting us Kuma, Amatsukaze and Shimakaze are getting the docks ready and Houshou will have dinner ready for us." She turns her head behind, "While I'm afraid I don't have much to offer, I shall leave a note in my report to command over the assistance you've given us today."<br> <br><br />
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Nagato is still up, even after the entire house is asleep, tea cup in hand she takes a small sip, staring out the window as she sits on the bed graciously provided for her. It was a far thing away from the bunks of Hikari Seaport's barracks, even in the lightly upgraded quarters for the Battleship class women. She stares outside the window, looking towards the moon in the sky, to her it was the same moon that overlooked the sinking of two and the critically injuring of a third.<br />
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Kuma<br />
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Natori<br />
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Yuna Kagurazaka<br />
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Her hand clutches the teacup tightly, holding back another wave of tears she had from the conversations with Hoshi. There was still more to run for Operation Rei-Go, but the loss of effectively three light cruisers, four if you count the loss of trust from Natori's sister, Isuzu, weighed heavily upon the Admiral's mind. Kuma and Natori may have become Abyssal after that... and, honestly who could blame them. Their Admiral pressed them on to try and complete the mission... and it proved costly.<br />
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Tears starts to drip down the Battleship's face, landing in the tea and staining her skirt... even after having an emotion filled cry earlier with Hoshi... the loss weighed upon her heavily, a crushing weight upon her heart and mind and she was going to have to ask these girls of the Fleet to do this again.. and again.. and again. It's here, she starts to sing lightly as to not wake anyone in the house...<br />
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"Nakama ga shizumu sore mo tae, mata<br />
senjou he iku sore ga sadame to"<br />
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(Though your comrades are sunk, you endure,<br />
Racing towards the battlefield. This is your fate)<br />
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"Kokoro ni nokotteru kioku wo tadoru<br />
tatakai no imi soko ni atta no darou."<br />
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(I reach back into my mind, gazing upon the memories left in my heart.<br />
Perhaps the meaning of conflict was buried somewhere in them)<br />
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E-2 keeps getting replayed in her head over... and over. What could she have done different. She was acting on minimal intelligence for the location as well, but with transport fleets... it just didn't add up. She was going to speak to Wo, soon... the last Abyssal fleet Nagato encountered was not hers, so by logic... this may not have been Wo's either.<br />
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Nagato turns to the sleeping girl on the bed... The one girl that has been by her side just like Mutsu. The heart of a battleship in the body of a destroyer. She was still willing to follow Nagato, even after that sortie gone wrong.<br />
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"Everyone has a choice..." she whispered, setting the teacup aside as she crawls into the bed, "And thank you for choosing to stay with the fleet." continues the whispers, slipping under the covers and soon, in the warm embrace of sleep. She had been through a lot in these past nine hours, she's earned the rest, even if the next day comes announcements to the fleet...</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=A_Battleship%27s_Lament_(Nagato)&diff=13042A Battleship's Lament (Nagato)2016-04-07T04:18:20Z<p>Fuki: Created page with "{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2016/04/03 |Location=Alberichstadt |Synopsis=After having a heart to heart with Hoshi, she is still remorseful... and she takes her thoughts i..."</p>
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Germany - Alberichstadt - Hoshi Amakasu's House - 0300<br />
<br />
Nagato is still up, even after the entire house is asleep, tea cup in hand she takes a small sip, staring out the window as she sits on the bed graciously provided for her. It was a far thing away from the bunks of Hikari Seaport's barracks, even in the lightly upgraded quarters for the Battleship class women. She stares outside the window, looking towards the moon in the sky, to her it was the same moon that overlooked the sinking of two and the critically injuring of a third.<br />
<br />
Kuma<br />
Natori<br />
Yuna Kagurazaka<br />
<br />
Her hand clutches the teacup tightly, holding back another wave of tears she had from the conversations with Hoshi. There was still more to run for Operation Rei-Go, but the loss of effectively three light cruisers, four if you count the loss of trust from Natori's sister, Isuzu, weighed heavily upon the Admiral's mind. Kuma and Natori may have become Abyssal after that... and, honestly who could blame them. Their Admiral pressed them on to try and complete the mission... and it proved costly.<br />
<br />
Tears starts to drip down the Battleship's face, landing in the tea and staining her skirt... even after having an emotion filled cry earlier with Hoshi... the loss weighed upon her heavily, a crushing weight upon her heart and mind and she was going to have to ask these girls of the Fleet to do this again.. and again.. and again. It's here, she starts to sing lightly as to not wake anyone in the house...<br />
<br />
"Nakama ga shizumu sore mo tae, mata<br />
senjou he iku sore ga sadame to"<br />
<br />
(Though your comrades are sunk, you endure,<br />
Racing towards the battlefield. This is your fate)<br />
<br />
"Kokoro ni nokotteru kioku wo tadoru<br />
tatakai no imi soko ni atta no darou."<br />
<br />
(I reach back into my mind, gazing upon the memories left in my heart.<br />
Perhaps the meaning of conflict was buried somewhere in them)<br />
<br />
E-2 keeps getting replayed in her head over... and over. What could she have done different. She was acting on minimal intelligence for the location as well, but with transport fleets... it just didn't add up. She was going to speak to Wo, soon... the last Abyssal fleet Nagato encountered was not hers, so by logic... this may not have been Wo's either.<br />
<br />
Nagato turns to the sleeping girl on the bed... The one girl that has been by her side just like Mutsu. The heart of a battleship in the body of a destroyer. She was still willing to follow Nagato, even after that sortie gone wrong.<br />
<br />
"Everyone has a choice..." she whispered, setting the teacup aside as she crawls into the bed, "And thank you for choosing to stay with the fleet." continues the whispers, slipping under the covers and soon, in the warm embrace of sleep. She had been through a lot in these past nine hours, she's earned the rest, even if the next day comes announcements to the fleet...</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Punishment_and_Pondering_(Nagato)&diff=13041Punishment and Pondering (Nagato)2016-04-07T04:15:03Z<p>Fuki: Created page with "{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2016/03/23 |Location=Hikari Seaport |Synopsis=After getting Mistral's skill going, Nagato hears about a punishment... and to plan visiting Mis..."</p>
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"Akebono was punished? Make a report and put it on my desk first thing, Musashi." comes the familiar stoicism of the Admiral. "How far did you take it?"<br />
<br />
"I nearly sunk her. She should be less... combative now." comes Musashi's voice. "I will provide all the information in my report."<br />
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"Dismissed." with Musashi heading out, Nagato sighs. "First William bringing an Abyssal back to life, Akebono being a shitty destroyer, and my next operation coming up soon." a fist is slammed down on the desk. "And with the Wo-class stating that Destroyer Princess was not hers. A new faction of Abyssal.. or is she not telling me the truth."<br />
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A look is given to the Amusphere. "And Mistral... I have seen that look... That desperate...questioning look. Low morale."<br />
<br />
"Maybe you should have a talk with her in the real world, Tana." Mutsu's cheerful voice breaking the stoicism of the office, "She has helped you before, has she not?"<br />
<br />
Nagato leans up against her sister, "Do you think so, Mutsu? Do you think she will respond to it outside of ALO?"<br />
<br />
Only a nod is given as Mutsu runs her fingers through Nagato's hair. "I think that will be perfect for her, and you have not seen her physiclly, have you?"<br />
<br />
Nagato shakes her head, "Perhaps you are right, sister. I will reach out to her." a pause "Mamiya's will be open soon."<br />
<br />
"Have fun."<br />
"Its business..."</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=A_Fleet%27s_Missive_(Nagato)&diff=13040A Fleet's Missive (Nagato)2016-04-07T04:11:47Z<p>Fuki: Created page with "{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2016/04/06 |Location=Hikari Seaport |Synopsis=After a solitude to reflect, the Admiral comes back. |Thanks=Hoshi Amakasu, Graf Zeppelin, Wo. |..."</p>
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Admiral's Office - Hikari Seaport<br />
<br />
It has been a few days since Nagato took a leave from the Fleet to refocus and repent from decisions gone wrong. Decisions that cost the lives of two of her fleet mates and nearly a third in the Special Division Project. One that had Nagato spend a couple sleepless nights crying upon the guest bedroom in Amakasu's house... and a couple more in ALO distracting her from the pain. But the words from Akebono, delivered to her by Hoshi led Nagato back to the Seaport, steeled for the future.<br />
<br />
Taking a seat in her chair, Musashi and Mutsu each placed a hand upon their Admiral's shoulder, giving a nod to her. Nagato's face turns into a brief smile before reaching for the microphone that led towards the base's communication systems. "Ooyodo, patch me through into all of the base speakers."<br />
<br />
"Are you sure you want to do this?" comes Mutsu's voice, followed by "We are behind you one hundred percent, Admiral." from Musashi.<br />
<br />
"It's something I have to do." comes the reply.<br />
<br />
"Admiral, you're patched through, the entire base is listening." comes the light cruiser stationed in the tower.<br />
<br />
"Attention Fleet. This is Admiral Nagato. Operation Rei-Go did not go as planned on Saturday, we lost two good women and nearly a third from my personal failure. This loss, felt by the entire fleet hit me hard, I failed you all as an Admiral and as your friend by having them sacrifice their lives for our victory. I retreated to a secluded location to reevaluate my actions and to reevaluate how the fleet is run."<br />
<br />
Nagato's fist clenches.. "There will be no more senseless continuances with injured ships, there will be more organization, more structure to the fleets and better intelligence scouted for future operation. We all felt the loss and for this, we will become stronger. We will recover Kuma and Natori. We will eliminate the enemy fleets. We will all be whole again, this I promise you as your Admiral."<br />
<br />
A pause is given, Nagato's shoulders getting squeezed gently by the two other command ships. "I understand if the ones who find animosity towards me for my bad decisions still hold this towards me, I shall do my best to regain the trust that I have lost with you and I will do my best to fix the mistakes that I have made. However, I should not have to remind you that this is war. That everyone has made their choice to join in the fleet." another pause "A choice that even I have made myself."<br />
<br />
Nagato turns to look back towards Musashi and Mutsu, a nod is given between them all, "As your admiral, I will guide everyone to find victory on the dawn's horizon. We are the Hikari Combined Fleet, we are going to be better than the Abyssal Fleet, we will clear the seas of their taint, we will show the enemy that the Hikari Combined Fleet will prove that the seas shall be open for all but those who threaten it. This I promise you as your Admiral."<br />
<br />
In sync with Mutsu and Musashi, six more words are said.<br />
<br />
"FIND VICTORY ON THE DAWN'S HORIZON!"</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Nagato&diff=12688Nagato2016-02-01T06:33:04Z<p>Fuki: </p>
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|NameOnMUSH=Nagato<br />
|Color=#0099FF<br />
|Char_id=680<br />
|Img=http://i.imgur.com/Ycd9cEE.jpg<br />
|FullName=Nagato<br />
|Gender=Female<br />
|Species=Shipgirl<br />
|Theme=Kantai Collection-1<br />
|Chartype=FC<br />
|Active=Active<br />
|Function=Capital Battleship<br />
|Faction=Union<br />
|Rank=A-Ally<br />
|Ranktype=Ally<br />
|Groups=<br />
|Quote=Don't make light of the 'Big Seven's' power!<br />
|PAge=30's<br />
|AAge=Unknown<br />
|Aging=No<br />
|Height=6'<br />
|Weight="Enough"<br />
|Hair=Brown<br />
|Eyes=Red<br />
|Voice=Sakura Ayane<br />
|Song=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjDfAgC35ro<br />
|Profile=Nagato is the pure spirit of a vessel that was much loved by her people, but eventually lost. A level-headed woman, calm and collected, and with a sympathetic ear for the troubles of others, Nagato has proven herself a natural-born leader who takes her subordinate's failings as faults upon herself. Though initially a member of the Abyssal Navy, she now pities their existence and seeks to liberate them -- one way or another. A member of the Big Seven, one of a group of warships with large 41 centimeter guns, Nagato leads her fleet from the front with her impressive firepower while shielding smaller vessels with armor that is not just for show. She also commands a small group of Fleet Daughters who report directly under her, the Northern Force.<br />
|Powers=Fleet Daughter: Nagato is one of the Fleet Daughters, a spirit of a sunken vessel given a physical form. She is capable of taking on armor and armaments that are fitting to those of old war ships such as turrets, torpedoes, and the like, and in addition, she is a lot tougher than a normal human being, capable of taking on direct hits from shells that would tear apart normal people. She is also capable of 'skating' upon the water, using armored boots with turbines upon the heel.<br />
|Skills=<br />
|Assets=Land Kit: This kit is one that Nagato uses on land, or on the water when she doesn't need the full bear of the warship she can call upon. Calling this kit, Nagato's body is armored and armed with weaponry resembling that of her ship-self, including the four main turrets and various smaller turrets on the armor, with their positioning enabling full-on four turret strikes. This kit's best used on land; however, it is capable of allowing Nagato to 'skate' on the surface of any body of water at a fast rate of speed.<br />
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Ocean Kit: When Nagato needs to, or if the situation is dire, Nagato can call upon her former body and manifest the entirety of the Nagato-class Battleship into reality around her. She does have to be careful with this, as the emergence of the full ship can be quite destructive. This Ocean kit becomes her entire body, and all of her senses are heightened as if the ship had a full crew stationed on her, which also includes radar control. Her physical being is still on board, hidden away in a compartment and in an unconscious state as she controls the full ship. In addition to utilizing all the shipboard weaponry and navigational tools, she's capable of fighting larger foes than would be possible in her Land Kit. While she can do this anywhere, if she does this while on land, she will be unable to move until she shifts back. Also, as expected, she becomes quite large and easier for smaller foes to fight her. This kit is the answer to the Abyssal Navy's Goliath forms.<br />
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Hikari Sea Port: The Hikari Sea Port in Japan is the Fleet Daughters' main base where Nagato and the rest of the crew rest, relax, and plan their next sortie. This place is equipped with everything that's needed for the Fleet Daughters, including repair stations, refueling and rearming docks, radars, and its own coastal defense system.<br />
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Modified Equipment: The Hikari Sea Port additionally has modified equipment for non-Fleet Daughters to use. See +theme/powers Kantai Collection - 1 for the entry and +info Nagato/Equipment for the Equipment List.<br />
|NPCs=Northern Force Fleet: This is Nagato's personal fleet unit. It consists of other Fleet Daughters in the form of two destroyers, a light cruiser, a heavy cruiser, and a light aircraft carrier. While they can sortie without Nagato, if the entire fleet is together, their teamwork makes the fleet stronger than the sum of its parts. (When the entire fleet is together with Nagato, they are PL 34.)<br />
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Destroyers: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the destroyers out in the field for scene use only. They're capable of quick hit-and-run strikes, but are lightly-armed and armored. They're intended to assist with anti-air and anti-submarine attacks, and their best anti-ship weapons are their torpedoes. (Destroyer PL 28)<br />
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Light Cruiser: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the light cruisers available out into the field for scene use only. They're best for Anti-ship Capabilities and some are armed with Type 93 "Long Lance" Oxygen Torpedoes. (PL 30)<br />
<br />
Heavy Cruiser: Atago, an anti-ship heavy cruiser and Nagato's personal secretary. Her 20.3cm twin gun mounts are more suited for shelling heavier targets from a long distance, and her specialized recon seaplanes let her scout out the fields ahead. (Atago is PL 32.)<br />
<br />
Light Aircraft Carrier: Ryuujou, an aircraft specialist. Stocked to the brim with various types of planes, she can equip herself to carry torpedo bombers, dive bombers, fighters and scout planes. (Ryuujou is PL 30.)<br />
<br />
Akashi: While not part of Nagato's personal fleet, Akashi is the Repair Ship for Hikari Sea Port. Tasked with repairing and upgrading the equipment for the girls, she's also responsible for the Modified Equipment for the Non-Fleet Daughters. (Non Combat NPC)<br />
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Fleet: Aside from the immediate Northern Force Fleet, Nagato has command over the entire base's fleet and will send them off to assist the other Fleet Daughters as needed, primarily to provide supporting fire if needed. The girls under Nagato's command range from Submarines to Battleships with the majority being Destroyers and Cruisers. (NPC's range from 26-32, scene use only, no major radio contact)<br />
|Disadvantages=Abyssal Heritage: Nagato, before her rise as a flagship for the Fleet Daughters, used to be an Abyssal Ru-class Flagship. She still has the knowledge and the memories of that part of her life, and it is something she regrets. Those who find this out can exploit it to their benefit, turning her reputation or making people doubt her.<br />
<br />
Mother Matron: Nagato and her compatriot Musashi are responsible for the Fleet Daughters, and everything the Fleet Daughters do is reflected back upon the pair, good or bad. As a result, Nagato strives to make the fleet better, even if she has to field herself with them. Additionally, she'll throw herself in harm's way to protect those she considers under her care. Returning her fleet to port undamaged is another mark of strong leadership that she strives toward.<br />
<br />
Divided We Fall: Nagato's personal fleet acts most effectively as a unified team. If one member is isolated or exclusively targeted, they can be neutralized with relative ease, and each member so affected significantly reduces the overall power of the team as a whole. Divide-and-conquer tactics can reduce this powerful unit to a collection of weak individuals if not countered swiftly and decisively.<br />
<br />
Repair Times: As expected when she, or the other Fleet Daughters, are fighting, they'll get damaged. This damage, however, isn't normally reparable by magic or medicine. She has to return to the Hikari Sea Port and take in specially prepared oils and minerals to repair the damage to herself and her equipment due to the unique way the Daughters are. In addition, resupplying takes in resources such as fuel and ammunition that is shared between all the Fleet Daughters.<br />
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== Members of the 1st Northern Force ==<br />
<br />
=== Nagato ===<br />
* Nagato-class battleship, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/YsAKDkz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/VtjQmQy.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Leader of the entire Fleet Daughters, capable of command of multiple fleets and organized expeditions.<br />
** - She's able to interpose herself to protect her fleet.<br />
** - Long range radar to provide battlefield command.<br />
** - Heavy shelling power and a versatile fleet and armored to take a beating.<br />
* Personality<br />
** - The fleet's mother, a mama bear like person. Will do anything to keep her girls safe.<br />
** - Inquisitive and has a capacity to learn new things.<br />
** - Takes a 'big sister' approach to Fleet's concerns and treats those outside her fleet as her fleet.<br />
** - Strong willed and outspoken.<br />
** - Compassionate, wishes for a better life for the Abyssal Fleet.<br />
** - Stoic.<br />
** - Loves cats...<br />
** - Enjoys playing ALO as Tana.<br />
=== Atago ===<br />
* Takao-class heavy cruiser [http://i.imgur.com/WhdlKiz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/CNq9Poz.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - PAN PAKA PAN~! BANZAI!<br />
** - Equipped with 61cm Torpedo Tubes, 20.3cm main naval cannons, and 10cm anti-aircraft guns.<br />
** - Quick for a heavy cruiser, topping at 35 knots<br />
** - Very high resistance to becoming Abyssal herself due to loyalty to Nagato.<br />
* Personality<br />
** - Very, very cheerful.<br />
** - Loyal to Nagato and will never leave her side.<br />
** - Nagato's intermediary, always gives Nagato the messages left.<br />
** - PAN PAKA PAAAAN~<br />
<br />
=== Ryuujou ===<br />
* Ryuujou-class light aircraft carrier, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/BSv4WTX.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/yn5lvw8.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Long range attacks with summoned Shikigami Planes.<br />
** - Can vary her load out to attack different sea-bearing targets from submarines to other surface vessels.<br />
** - Is also capable of making bombing attacks on installations.<br />
** - Distinctive Silhouette<br />
* Personality<br />
** - Very cheerful and a bit child-like.<br />
** - Strives to be like Akagi and Kaga and eventually surpass them, even if she knows she can't.<br />
** - Still new to being flagship, she does falter when she has to lead.<br />
** - Doesn't usually have a care in the world.</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=It%27s_War_Time_(Nagato)&diff=12616It's War Time (Nagato)2016-01-21T08:25:45Z<p>Fuki: Created page with "{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2016/01/21 |Location=Hikari Seaport - Admiral's Office |Synopsis=Nagato plans a sortie... Musashi takes a visit. |Thanks= |Cast of Characters=..."</p>
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Admiral's Office - Hikari Seaport - 00:00<br />
<br />
Nagato stares outside the window, looking over the docks with a steely eye. Strewn across the desk are papers, mission orders, supply requests, base upgrades and pinned up on a wall is an aerial map of the surrounding oceans with specific 'Abyssal' marks on them and above that, written in kanji is 'Operation Rei-Go'. The room is eerily silent as the red light from one of the cranes flashes a bit... Akashi's working with Yuubari.<br />
<br />
The door slowly opens, Musashi making her way into the room, "Admiral." comes the greeting from the battleship, "Going through with it, eh? I've got you covered, Admiral." She walks over and places a hand on Nagato's shoulder, looking out the window as well towards the docks. "Nervous huh? First large scale operation since we've joined the Multiverse and the amazing Union. We've got fleets we can petition for beyond our own..."<br />
<br />
"A cough interrupts Musashi's going ons, "We shouldn't bring the Union's Navy in it, however their Elites..." she gives a chuckle, "Three of them perform very well with the SDP... with one finding her torpedo girl soul. We'll be experimenting with the light cruiser gear. It's only a matter of time that someone might volunteer for the light carriers. Suffice to say, even without this, all the Union elites I've encountered are well equipped to handling this as well."<br />
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"So you say, Nagato, so you say. What about that Momoyo girl? You know how driven she is..." Musashi's smirk becomes slightly bigger, with Nagato still with unbreaking gaze, "I'll just give her a backpack and rudders. She doesn't need our equipment, she's on par with me.. and I promised her she could have her revenge."<br />
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"You're planning on sortieing the Tenth Division? On a large scale?" a nod comes from Nagato. "Are you sure? They don't know what it's like to sink... and we may lose some while they're with them." Nagato stands there wordless, her eyes break the gaze of the docks only to look away from Musashi.<br />
<br />
"They will learn. Musashi, put in double time on training the Battleships. Have Hamakaze work with some of the destroyer groups for combined fleet tactics, twelve to a team and tell Akitsumaru that she'll see some service as well. It's time to show the Abyssal Fleet and their Confederate allies that enough is enough."<br />
<br />
Musashi chuckles at this and nods, "Orders are understood, Admiral." and with that, she turns about face and makes her way out... once again, the room eerily silent.<br />
<br />
Nagato takes a look at the Operation board and nods, "February... we set sail."</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Nagato&diff=11934Nagato2015-11-24T09:56:56Z<p>Fuki: /* Members of the 1st Northern Force */</p>
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|Color=#0099FF<br />
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|Img=http://i.imgur.com/Ycd9cEE.jpg<br />
|FullName=Nagato<br />
|Gender=Female<br />
|Species=Shipgirl<br />
|Theme=Kantai Collection-1<br />
|Chartype=FC<br />
|Active=Active<br />
|Function=Capital Battleship<br />
|Faction=Union<br />
|Rank=A-Ally<br />
|Ranktype=Ally<br />
|Groups=<br />
|Quote=Don't make light of the 'Big Seven's' power!<br />
|PAge=30's<br />
|AAge=Unknown<br />
|Aging=No<br />
|Height=6'<br />
|Weight="Enough"<br />
|Hair=Brown<br />
|Eyes=Red<br />
|Voice=Sakura Ayane<br />
|Song=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjDfAgC35ro<br />
|Profile=Nagato is the pure spirit of a vessel that was much loved by her people, but eventually lost. A level-headed woman, calm and collected, and with a sympathetic ear for the troubles of others, Nagato has proven herself a natural-born leader who takes her subordinate's failings as faults upon herself. Though initially a member of the Abyssal Navy, she now pities their existence and seeks to liberate them -- one way or another. A member of the Big Seven, one of a group of warships with large 41 centimeter guns, Nagato leads her fleet from the front with her impressive firepower while shielding smaller vessels with armor that is not just for show. She also commands a small group of Fleet Daughters who report directly under her, the Northern Force.<br />
|Powers=Fleet Daughter: Nagato is one of the Fleet Daughters, a spirit of a sunken vessel given a physical form. She is capable of taking on armor and armaments that are fitting to those of old war ships such as turrets, torpedoes, and the like, and in addition, she is a lot tougher than a normal human being, capable of taking on direct hits from shells that would tear apart normal people. She is also capable of 'skating' upon the water, using armored boots with turbines upon the heel.<br />
|Skills=<br />
|Assets=Land Kit: This kit is one that Nagato uses on land, or on the water when she doesn't need the full bear of the warship she can call upon. Calling this kit, Nagato's body is armored and armed with weaponry resembling that of her ship-self, including the four main turrets and various smaller turrets on the armor, with their positioning enabling full-on four turret strikes. This kit's best used on land; however, it is capable of allowing Nagato to 'skate' on the surface of any body of water at a fast rate of speed.<br />
<br />
Ocean Kit: When Nagato needs to, or if the situation is dire, Nagato can call upon her former body and manifest the entirety of the Nagato-class Battleship into reality around her. She does have to be careful with this, as the emergence of the full ship can be quite destructive. This Ocean kit becomes her entire body, and all of her senses are heightened as if the ship had a full crew stationed on her, which also includes radar control. Her physical being is still on board, hidden away in a compartment and in an unconscious state as she controls the full ship. In addition to utilizing all the shipboard weaponry and navigational tools, she's capable of fighting larger foes than would be possible in her Land Kit. While she can do this anywhere, if she does this while on land, she will be unable to move until she shifts back. Also, as expected, she becomes quite large and easier for smaller foes to fight her. This kit is the answer to the Abyssal Navy's Goliath forms.<br />
<br />
Hikari Sea Port: The Hikari Sea Port in Japan is the Fleet Daughters' main base where Nagato and the rest of the crew rest, relax, and plan their next sortie. This place is equipped with everything that's needed for the Fleet Daughters, including repair stations, refueling and rearming docks, radars, and its own coastal defense system.<br />
|NPCs=Northern Force Fleet: This is Nagato's personal fleet unit. It consists of other Fleet Daughters in the form of two destroyers, a light cruiser, a heavy cruiser, and a light aircraft carrier. While they can sortie without Nagato, if the entire fleet is together, their teamwork makes the fleet stronger than the sum of its parts. (When the entire fleet is together with Nagato, they are PL 34.)<br />
<br />
Destroyers: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the destroyers out in the field for scene use only. They're capable of quick hit-and-run strikes, but are lightly-armed and armored. They're intended to assist with anti-air and anti-submarine attacks, and their best anti-ship weapons are their torpedoes. (Destroyer PL 28)<br />
<br />
Light Cruiser: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the light cruisers available out into the field for scene use only. They're best for Anti-ship Capabilities and some are armed with Type 93 "Long Lance" Oxygen Torpedoes. (PL 30)<br />
<br />
Heavy Cruiser: Atago, an anti-ship heavy cruiser and Nagato's personal secretary. Her 20.3cm twin gun mounts are more suited for shelling heavier targets from a long distance, and her specialized recon seaplanes let her scout out the fields ahead. (Atago is PL 32.)<br />
<br />
Light Aircraft Carrier: Ryuujou, an aircraft specialist. Stocked to the brim with various types of planes, she can equip herself to carry torpedo bombers, dive bombers, fighters and scout planes. (Ryuujou is PL 30.)<br />
|Disadvantages=Abyssal Heritage: Nagato, before her rise as a flagship for the Fleet Daughters, used to be an Abyssal Ru-class Flagship. She still has the knowledge and the memories of that part of her life, and it is something she regrets. Those who find this out can exploit it to their benefit, turning her reputation or making people doubt her.<br />
<br />
Mother Matron: Nagato and her compatriot Musashi are responsible for the Fleet Daughters, and everything the Fleet Daughters do is reflected back upon the pair, good or bad. As a result, Nagato strives to make the fleet better, even if she has to field herself with them. Additionally, she'll throw herself in harm's way to protect those she considers under her care. Returning her fleet to port undamaged is another mark of strong leadership that she strives toward.<br />
<br />
Divided We Fall: Nagato's personal fleet acts most effectively as a unified team. If one member is isolated or exclusively targeted, they can be neutralized with relative ease, and each member so affected significantly reduces the overall power of the team as a whole. Divide-and-conquer tactics can reduce this powerful unit to a collection of weak individuals if not countered swiftly and decisively.<br />
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Repair Times: As expected when she, or the other Fleet Daughters, are fighting, they'll get damaged. This damage, however, isn't normally reparable by magic or medicine. She has to return to the Hikari Sea Port and take in specially prepared oils and minerals to repair the damage to herself and her equipment due to the unique way the Daughters are. In addition, resupplying takes in resources such as fuel and ammunition that is shared between all the Fleet Daughters.<br />
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== Members of the 1st Northern Force ==<br />
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=== Nagato ===<br />
* Nagato-class battleship, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/YsAKDkz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/VtjQmQy.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - Leader of the entire Fleet Daughters, capable of command of multiple fleets and organized expeditions.<br />
** - She's able to interpose herself to protect her fleet.<br />
** - Long range radar to provide battlefield command.<br />
** - Heavy shelling power and a versatile fleet and armored to take a beating.<br />
* Personality<br />
** - The fleet's mother, a mama bear like person. Will do anything to keep her girls safe.<br />
** - Inquisitive and has a capacity to learn new things.<br />
** - Takes a 'big sister' approach to Fleet's concerns and treats those outside her fleet as her fleet.<br />
** - Strong willed and outspoken.<br />
** - Compassionate, wishes for a better life for the Abyssal Fleet.<br />
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=== Atago ===<br />
* Takao-class heavy cruiser [http://i.imgur.com/WhdlKiz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/CNq9Poz.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** - PAN PAKA PAN~! BANZAI!<br />
** - Equipped with 61cm Torpedo Tubes, 20.3cm main naval cannons, and 10cm anti-aircraft guns.<br />
** - Quick for a heavy cruiser, topping at 35 knots<br />
** - Very high resistance to becoming Abyssal herself due to loyalty to Nagato.<br />
* Personality<br />
** - Very, very cheerful.<br />
** - Loyal to Nagato and will never leave her side.<br />
** - Nagato's intermediary, always gives Nagato the messages left.<br />
** - PAN PAKA PAAAAN~<br />
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=== Ryuujou ===<br />
* Ryuujou-class light aircraft carrier, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/BSv4WTX.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/yn5lvw8.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** -<br />
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* Personality<br />
** -<br />
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** -</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Nagato&diff=11932Nagato2015-11-24T09:17:57Z<p>Fuki: </p>
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<div>{{CharacterNew<br />
|NameOnMUSH=Nagato<br />
|Color=#0099FF<br />
|Char_id=680<br />
|Img=http://i.imgur.com/Ycd9cEE.jpg<br />
|FullName=Nagato<br />
|Gender=Female<br />
|Species=Shipgirl<br />
|Theme=Kantai Collection-1<br />
|Chartype=FC<br />
|Active=Active<br />
|Function=Capital Battleship<br />
|Faction=Union<br />
|Rank=A-Ally<br />
|Ranktype=Ally<br />
|Groups=<br />
|Quote=Don't make light of the 'Big Seven's' power!<br />
|PAge=30's<br />
|AAge=Unknown<br />
|Aging=No<br />
|Height=6'<br />
|Weight="Enough"<br />
|Hair=Brown<br />
|Eyes=Red<br />
|Voice=Sakura Ayane<br />
|Song=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjDfAgC35ro<br />
|Profile=Nagato is the pure spirit of a vessel that was much loved by her people, but eventually lost. A level-headed woman, calm and collected, and with a sympathetic ear for the troubles of others, Nagato has proven herself a natural-born leader who takes her subordinate's failings as faults upon herself. Though initially a member of the Abyssal Navy, she now pities their existence and seeks to liberate them -- one way or another. A member of the Big Seven, one of a group of warships with large 41 centimeter guns, Nagato leads her fleet from the front with her impressive firepower while shielding smaller vessels with armor that is not just for show. She also commands a small group of Fleet Daughters who report directly under her, the Northern Force.<br />
|Powers=Fleet Daughter: Nagato is one of the Fleet Daughters, a spirit of a sunken vessel given a physical form. She is capable of taking on armor and armaments that are fitting to those of old war ships such as turrets, torpedoes, and the like, and in addition, she is a lot tougher than a normal human being, capable of taking on direct hits from shells that would tear apart normal people. She is also capable of 'skating' upon the water, using armored boots with turbines upon the heel.<br />
|Skills=<br />
|Assets=Land Kit: This kit is one that Nagato uses on land, or on the water when she doesn't need the full bear of the warship she can call upon. Calling this kit, Nagato's body is armored and armed with weaponry resembling that of her ship-self, including the four main turrets and various smaller turrets on the armor, with their positioning enabling full-on four turret strikes. This kit's best used on land; however, it is capable of allowing Nagato to 'skate' on the surface of any body of water at a fast rate of speed.<br />
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Ocean Kit: When Nagato needs to, or if the situation is dire, Nagato can call upon her former body and manifest the entirety of the Nagato-class Battleship into reality around her. She does have to be careful with this, as the emergence of the full ship can be quite destructive. This Ocean kit becomes her entire body, and all of her senses are heightened as if the ship had a full crew stationed on her, which also includes radar control. Her physical being is still on board, hidden away in a compartment and in an unconscious state as she controls the full ship. In addition to utilizing all the shipboard weaponry and navigational tools, she's capable of fighting larger foes than would be possible in her Land Kit. While she can do this anywhere, if she does this while on land, she will be unable to move until she shifts back. Also, as expected, she becomes quite large and easier for smaller foes to fight her. This kit is the answer to the Abyssal Navy's Goliath forms.<br />
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Hikari Sea Port: The Hikari Sea Port in Japan is the Fleet Daughters' main base where Nagato and the rest of the crew rest, relax, and plan their next sortie. This place is equipped with everything that's needed for the Fleet Daughters, including repair stations, refueling and rearming docks, radars, and its own coastal defense system.<br />
|NPCs=Northern Force Fleet: This is Nagato's personal fleet unit. It consists of other Fleet Daughters in the form of two destroyers, a light cruiser, a heavy cruiser, and a light aircraft carrier. While they can sortie without Nagato, if the entire fleet is together, their teamwork makes the fleet stronger than the sum of its parts. (When the entire fleet is together with Nagato, they are PL 34.)<br />
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Destroyers: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the destroyers out in the field for scene use only. They're capable of quick hit-and-run strikes, but are lightly-armed and armored. They're intended to assist with anti-air and anti-submarine attacks, and their best anti-ship weapons are their torpedoes. (Destroyer PL 28)<br />
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Light Cruiser: Nagato is capable of commanding any of the light cruisers available out into the field for scene use only. They're best for Anti-ship Capabilities and some are armed with Type 93 "Long Lance" Oxygen Torpedoes. (PL 30)<br />
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Heavy Cruiser: Atago, an anti-ship heavy cruiser and Nagato's personal secretary. Her 20.3cm twin gun mounts are more suited for shelling heavier targets from a long distance, and her specialized recon seaplanes let her scout out the fields ahead. (Atago is PL 32.)<br />
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Light Aircraft Carrier: Ryuujou, an aircraft specialist. Stocked to the brim with various types of planes, she can equip herself to carry torpedo bombers, dive bombers, fighters and scout planes. (Ryuujou is PL 30.)<br />
|Disadvantages=Abyssal Heritage: Nagato, before her rise as a flagship for the Fleet Daughters, used to be an Abyssal Ru-class Flagship. She still has the knowledge and the memories of that part of her life, and it is something she regrets. Those who find this out can exploit it to their benefit, turning her reputation or making people doubt her.<br />
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Mother Matron: Nagato and her compatriot Musashi are responsible for the Fleet Daughters, and everything the Fleet Daughters do is reflected back upon the pair, good or bad. As a result, Nagato strives to make the fleet better, even if she has to field herself with them. Additionally, she'll throw herself in harm's way to protect those she considers under her care. Returning her fleet to port undamaged is another mark of strong leadership that she strives toward.<br />
<br />
Divided We Fall: Nagato's personal fleet acts most effectively as a unified team. If one member is isolated or exclusively targeted, they can be neutralized with relative ease, and each member so affected significantly reduces the overall power of the team as a whole. Divide-and-conquer tactics can reduce this powerful unit to a collection of weak individuals if not countered swiftly and decisively.<br />
<br />
Repair Times: As expected when she, or the other Fleet Daughters, are fighting, they'll get damaged. This damage, however, isn't normally reparable by magic or medicine. She has to return to the Hikari Sea Port and take in specially prepared oils and minerals to repair the damage to herself and her equipment due to the unique way the Daughters are. In addition, resupplying takes in resources such as fuel and ammunition that is shared between all the Fleet Daughters.<br />
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== Members of the 1st Northern Force ==<br />
<br />
=== Nagato ===<br />
* Nagato-class battleship, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/YsAKDkz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/VtjQmQy.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
* Personality<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
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=== Atago ===<br />
* Takao-class heavy cruiser [http://i.imgur.com/WhdlKiz.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/CNq9Poz.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
* Personality<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
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=== Ryuujou ===<br />
* Ryuujou-class light aircraft carrier, name-ship [http://i.imgur.com/BSv4WTX.jpg <img src=http://i.imgur.com/yn5lvw8.jpg style="float:right">]<br />
* Skills<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
* Personality<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -<br />
** -</div>Fukihttp://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Touhou_Kakudai&diff=11807Touhou Kakudai2015-11-14T06:44:07Z<p>Fuki: </p>
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<div>{{TPPage<br />
|Summary=Scarlet Wing Expansion: Red circles start appearing in various places around the Multiverse, expanding to allow the devilish forces to come in and try to take over the areas. Who, or what, could be behind the sudden surge of activity and where did all of this come from...<br />
|Scale=Major<br />
|Plot_id=25<br />
|Runner=807<br />
|Contacts=None.<br />
|Theme=Touhou-1<br />
|Audience=Everyone<br />
|Genre=Fantasy MIxed<br />
|Events=The first meeting with the outside world with Fayt started the escalation of power and presence from Makai's beings. Louise, going a different route and staying true to herself, secured a location within Flat Earth for Shinki and crew while Yuki and Mai's attempts fail twice in a row, once at Kaibaland with Alice and once at Alexander Academy. After a major scolding from Marisa, and a challenge given, Alice retreats to Makai and plots out the final stages of the 'invasion', with Yumeko going after Fraulein Earth only to be beaten back by its guardian, Yuna Kagurazaka. A quick meeting with Alice and the ones present, the chase into Afterus is given and Shinki shows herself finally. Danmaku, lasers and then the motherly love has Alice and Shinki retreating back to Gensokyo. It's there that a peaceful ending has come, oddly enough, in Alice's house, but with the disappointment of having to tear down Wonderland, Shinki asks for one last time for them to play with her Daughter.<br />
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Wonderland awaits and Alice is going to be her best. Grimoire unlocked, two new spellcards at the ready.. but can they get through the gauntlet that is Wonderland and face Alice with conviction?<br />
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And with the conviction shown, the spellcards given and Wonderland lit up brightly by a Final Master Spark, the Protagonists rest in Akumakami Castle and enjoy a feast of tea and snacks by the Demon God of Makai and her Daughter.<br />
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Good End #2.<br />
|Info=<br />
|State=Finished<br />
}}</div>Fuki