>>1831237
>Get to the plane!

>>1831237
>>You never had the chance to give a proper goodbye.

>>1831237
>>Get to the plane!

>>1831237
>>Get to the plane!
TIME FOR BOTES!!!

RN BBs driven by potatoes everywhere in Slavic bote game...

>>1831237
>>Get to the plane!

>>1831237
>Get to the plane!

How's the last days of the Summer Event treating everyone? Got your Ark Royal yet?

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>>1831237
You were actually already on the tarmac, observing as the captured Re-class Abyssal was being carefully loaded into the cargo bay. Of course, every precaution was being taken. Every limb, including that tail, was restrained in extremely thick steel bracings to keep her from moving. An intricate IV system continually pumped tranquilizers and paralyzing agents into the Abyssal's bloodstream, and the cart she was being carried on was being flanked by STRIKE-1, all of whom were armed to the teeth.

And, well, in addition, there was you and Dorsie, Repulse, Haida, and Blys to keep an eye on things on the flight back.

Anna, meanwhile, was already on the plane, still nursing a serious headache. Those she had largely recovered from the Abyssal electronic attack on her last night, she was still suffering from some aftereffects like constant headaches. Probably nothing a stay in the repair dock couldn't solve, but there wasn't time for her to take a very long dip in the Falklands one.

"All right, we're loading up!" Section announces as his team hustles into the plane. "Last call! We're leaving once the ramp closes!"

>Keep an eye on the Re-class.
>Keep an eye on Anna.
>Other

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>>1831394
>>Keep an eye on Anna.

>>1831394
>>Keep an eye on Anna.

>>1831394
>>Keep an eye on Anna.

>>1831394
>Keep an eye on the Re-class

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>>1831394
You hop up into the plane and decide to leave the guarding to STRIKE-1 and the Commonwealth shipgirls. They should be more than enough to keep a drugged up Re-class in line. As you head up through the cargo bay, you glance out the windows, but don't see any of the local British shipgirls anywhere.

Well, not surprising. Considering the attempted Abyssal raid last night, the whole base was on a higher alert level. None of them would have time to mill around the airfield to see you all off. Not like you could blame them or anything.

Finally, you reach the forward cockpit section, where Anna is sitting in one of the navigator consoles, bundled up in a blanket and apparently fast asleep. The flight crew were giving her a respectful amount of space. No doubt she felt comfortable among all the electronics here.

However, you do not a troubled look on Anna's face, as well as how she's constantly shifting around in her seat and mumbling words you can't really discern. Maybe she wasn't having such a good rest?

>Wake her up.
>Just wait beside her.
>Take a peek at what she's dreaming.
>Other

>>1831462
>Take a peek at what she's dreaming.

>>1831462
>>Take a peek at what she's dreaming.

She would probably try to hide what is bothering her if we asked after we woke her up.

>>1831462
>>Take a peek at what she's dreaming.
Invasion of privacy, ho!!!

I wonder how often Anna does this to us when we're asleep.

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>>1831462
You decide to take a quick little peek into Anna's dream. No harm in that, right?

>Roll 1d20

>>1831481
>the Anna we see in our dreams has a chance of being actually her.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1831527
Fingers crossed

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>1831527
Dice!

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1831527

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>>1831527
You close your eyes and open up your datalink, and are glad to see that Anna's kept her own open, making it simple for you to poke around in her systems. Since she was in sleep mode, it was easy to see which sections were having the most activity and you home in on it. You see a glowing orb and reach out to it-

And suddenly, you find yourself in a middle of stormy seas, waves rising and falling, rain pouring, and lighting and thunder creating a cacophony of light and sound. And you see Anna, just barely floating on the choppy water's surface, restrained by what look to be black tentacles as she tries to reach her arm out into the sky.

"H-Hoel...!" She croaks as she struggles against mass of flesh and oil pulling her down.

>You need to help her!
>You shouldn't interfere in other people's dreams, even if they are nightmares.
>Other

>>1831600
>>You need to help her!
>But first make sure we won't be glory stealing from a dream us.

>>1831600
>You shouldn't interfere in other people's dreams, even if they are nightmares.

As cruel as it may seem, the most we can do is encourage her. She has to be the one who wins.

>>1831600
>>You need to help her!

Well I'm guessing whatever that mind wammy was might have left some unwelcome visitors behind.

>>1831600
>>You need to help her!
Tell her it is a dream and she is in control.

>>1831600
>Other

Close datalink, wake her up.

>>1831600
>>You need to help her!
But she has to ultimately be the one to overcome the horror.

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>>1831600
Well, you guess you could just swoop in and save the day, like you always did, but something at the back of your head nagged at you that it may not be the right course of action to take.

Maybe... you should be a bit more subtle about this?

>Intervene directly.
>Act as moral support to Anna.
>Other

>>1831636
>>Act as moral support to Anna.

It worked pretty well when we did this for Sam.

>>1831636
>>Act as moral support to Anna.

>>1831636
>>Act as moral support to Anna.

>>1831636
>Other
>Swoop in to save the day
>But end up getting caught in her place.
Then we call for her to help us instead.

>>1831636
>>Act as moral support to Anna.

>>1831636
>Act as moral support to Anna.

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>>1831636
You decide that this needs a light touch. Instead of appearing before her like a guardian angel, you instead open up a comm line.

"Anna! Anna! Do you read?" You ask.

"H-Hoel?" Anna's voice perks up, obviously heartened by the sound of yours. "You're here!"

"Yeah, it seems you've gotten yourself in a bit of a pickle there." You continue.

"I'm... I'm so tired, Hoel." Anna coughs, her voice almost drowned out by the waves and thunder. "I.... I can't get free..."

"Anna, listen to me." You say, putting on a serious tone. "Whatever it is, don't let it beat ya!"

"But... but I'm not a cool fighter like you, Hoel, or Portland, or Iowa..." Anna whimpers. "All I do is slow everyone down..."

Shit, that EW attack must have done a real number on her psyche.

"What... what do I do, Hoel?" She asks, anxiety beginning to creep into her voice.

>Tell Anna all the reasons why she's wonderful.
>Tell Anna it's up to her, but you're right there beside her.
>Other

>>1831704

>Tell Anna all the reasons why she's wonderful.
>Tell Anna it's up to her, but you're right there beside her.
>They can't stop the signal Anna

>>1831704

>Other
I'm here for you Anna.All you have to reach out to me.

>>1831704
>>Tell Anna it's up to her, but you're right there beside her.

>>1831704
>>Tell Anna all the reasons why she's wonderful.
>Tell Anna it's up to her, but you're right there beside her.

Only she can beat this, but we can definitely give her every reason to fight

>>1831704
>>Tell Anna it's up to her, but you're right there beside her.

We cannot carry her burden, but we can certainly carry her.

>>1831704
>>>Tell Anna it's up to her, but you're right there beside her.

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>>1831704
"Anna..." You take a deep breath. "You're the bravest, hardest working, and all around most wonderful shipgirl I've ever known. You don't even have any sort of weaponry, yet you're always there on the frontlines with us, doing what you can to help."

"B-but-"

"And don't ya dare say that you haven't done enough!" You cut her off. "Where would we- no, where would I be if it weren't for you and your cool tech skills? I'd probably be lost in the Dark Zone, or still be vegetable playing baseball in my own head. But I'm not, all thanks to you, Anna!"

"Hoel..." Anna pauses.

"C'mon, I'm right here beside ya, Anna. Don't give up!" You call out to her.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1831763

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1831763

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>1831763
nat 1 incoming

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1831763
Fingers crossed

>>1831773
>>1831776
Not quite

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>>1831763
And suddenly, your eyes snap open, and you find yourself kneeling beside Anna, holding her hand your in yours. Before you can do anything else, Anna's eyes start to flutter open, and she turns to see you.

"Hoel...?" She blinks, and her eyes flash as she begins to recall vague memories of that storm in her mind. "Was that... you...?"

She seemed more confused than angry or shocked, her antenna spinning around erratically.

>Of course it was.
>Of course not.
>What do you think~?
>Other

>>1831787
>>Of course not.

>>1831787
>>Of course it was.

No point in lying

>>1831787
>Of course not.

>>1831787
>>What do you think~?

>>1831787
>>What do you think~?

>>1831787
>What do you think~?

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>>1831787
"Well, what do you think~?" You wink mischievously.

"Nnnnnnn." Anna pouts. "That doesn't answer the question."

"Well, isn't it much more exciting no knowing?" You chuckle.

"Honestly!" Anna pouts even more. "Sometimes you're just so hard to deal with!"

"And I love ya, too!" You grin.

"Agggh, why can't I ever be mad at you!?" Anna groans.

"I guess because we're made for each other."

"Hah..." Anna sighs and starts rubbing her forehead, her antenna going limp. "Anyways, I'm still really tired. You don't mind if I take another nap?"

>Ask Anna if she's been having trouble sleeping.
>Let Anna get some rest.
>Offer to sleep with Anna.
>Other

>>1831833
>>Let Anna get some rest.

>>1831833
>>Let Anna get some rest.

>>1831833
>>Ask Anna if she's been having trouble sleeping.

>>1831833
>>Let Anna get some rest.

>>1831833
>Let Anna get some rest.

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>>1831833
"Sure thing." You nod and smile. "Don't let me stop ya."

"Thanks." Anna yawns as she starts to nod off once more.

And she falls asleep rather quickly and you do note that it seems to be much more peaceful this time around. No tossing or turning or mumbling.

>Continue to stand watch over Anna.
>Maybe check on how that Re-class is doing.
>Other

>>1831870
>>Maybe check on how that Re-class is doing.

Probably want to check to make sure it it's tricking the guards or transmitting a tracking beacon or some shit.

>>1831870
>>Maybe check on how that Re-class is doing.

>>1831870
>Continue to stand watch over Anna.

>>1831870
>>Maybe check on how that Re-class is doing.

>>1831870
>Maybe check on how that Re-class is doing.

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>>1831870
>>Maybe check on how that Re-class is doing.

>>1831870
>>Maybe check on how that Re-class is doing.

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>>1831870
You head back into the cargo bay, where STRIKE-1 is still vigilantly watching the restrained Re-class, their weapons at the ready. Dorsie and Haida were also keeping a close eye on the captive Abyssal, while it looked like Blys and Repulse were taking a nap, the battlecruiser locking the Polish destroyer in a hug as if she were a big teddy bear. Kinda cute, actually.

"Ah, Hoel." Dorsie nods as she sees you approach. "Is Anna doing well?"

"Yeah, she's pretty okay." You nod as you take a seat next to her. "No trouble on this end?"

"She's been very quiet, thankfully." Dorsie sighs.

"Dunno, you never know with these things." Red grunts as she paces back and forth. "We should've just capped the thing when we had the chance."

"It's not our call, Red." Section sighs. "We were ordered to take this thing back by the Admiral himself."

"Anyways, it'll be a long flight back." Dorsie glances at you and nods to the snoring Repulse and Blys. "Perhaps you should get some rest while you can."

>Inspect the Re-class a little closer.
>Hang out with Haida and Dorsie.
>Talk to Section and Red.
>Take a nap with Repulse and Blys.
>Other

>>1831920
>Inspect the Re-class a little closer.

>>1831920
>>Inspect the Re-class a little closer.

>>1831920
>>Inspect the Re-class a little closer.
Wonder how much they copied Paz?

>>1831920
>Inspect the Re-class a little closer.

>>1831920
>Inspect the Re-class a little closer.

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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1831920
"Maybe in a sec." You say as you edge closer to the pacified Re-class, trying to get a closer look at her...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1831939
Not gonna be to hard to beat this roll

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1831939
SUCK IT RE BITCH

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1831939
Is she sleeping....CUTE?

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>>1831939
>>1831950
>>1831944
>>1831943
Inb4 Re has a genius level IQ and uses words that even Vahlen and Shen would struggle to understand.

Getting captured was part of her plan.

It would be interesting if the plane crash landed in the middle of America or a South America city where they have to deal with the public while waiting for escort

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>>1831939
You lean in closer to Re-class, as if expecting her to just suddenly wake up and raise all sorts of hell.

"Don't worry, she's not faking it." Section explains as he pokes the Abyss with the barrel of his rifle. "That juice Vahlen sent over really seems to be doing the trick."

"Still don't trust it." Red grumps.

Still, the Re-class in this state seemed so... peaceful. It makes you wonder if it was even intelligent at all. After all, she technically was just a regular combat form, not a Princess. Well, you guess that was something Vahlen would have to figure out.

And up this close, you could really tell how this thing was a shallow copy of Paz, down to the small size and multipurpose Rig. Or maybe it was the other way around...?

Either way, the sooner you were rid of this thing, the better.

Soon enough, the journey was over, and the plane lands at Yokosuka to finally deposit its valuable cargo.

>Accompany the Re-class to the lab.
>Accompany Anna to the workshop.
>Go meet the Admiral.
>Other

>>1832012
>>Accompany the Re-class to the lab.

>>1832012
>>Accompany the Re-class to the lab.
All the way. Also want to see what Vahlen would think of this.

>>1832012
>Go meet the Admiral.

>>1832012
>>Accompany the Re-class to the lab.

>>1832012
>>Accompany Anna to the workshop.

>>1832012
>>Accompany the Re-class to the lab.
Don't let the Re-class get out of our sight.

>>1832016
>Re just wants a mom

>>1832012
>Accompany the Re-class to the lab.

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>>1832012
You decide to tag along with the Re-class as it's carted over to the lab area where Vahlen has set up shop. STRIKE-1 remains with the cart, but they're joined by a much larger guard detail.

The other shipgirls head off to the repair dock to get some much needed maintenance, and you bid them all farewell as you head off to the lab.

This was such an occasion, a new live Abyssal, that Vahlen herself is there to greet you when you arrive.

"Ah, Hoel, I must thank you for bringing back a live specimen." Vahlen smiles. "I cannot wait to analyze its makeup and capabilities..."

"Whoa there, Doctor." Section grunts. "Remember, we're supposed to be keeping this thing intact for 'other uses.' Orders straight from the Admiral."

"Not even one minor dissection?" Vahlen frowns.

>Hands off, Vahlen.
>I guess you can cut her open just a little.
>Other

>>1832068
>>Hands off, Vahlen.

>>1832068
>>Hands off, Vahlen

>>1832068
>>I guess you can cut her open just a little.
Eh, the other dude never said we had to give it to him completely intact. a bit of cutting it fine.

>>1832068
>Hands off, Vahlen.

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>>1832068
"Hands off, Vahlen." You growl. "We need this thing in one piece."

"Yes, yes, I am aware." Vahlen sighs. "Your little trade with this 'Stranger' the Admiral speaks of. Such a waste."

You get the odd feeling that Vahlen and the Stranger would get along pretty well, and you try to suppress a shudder.

"Well, I suppose I can just do a few noninvasive scans and see what we can glean from those..." Vahlen grumbles, still a bit put off.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1832089

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1832089
Suddenly, medical drama

>>1832095
>>1832091
Apparently the Abyssals made the Re from Willie D.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1832089

Thee rolls of 20, holy shit

>>1832091
>>1832095
>>1832098

WAT

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>>1832091
>>1832095
>>1832098
Um...

This is a first.

Hm

>>1832091
>>1832095
>>1832098
OMG!!!! I was laughing with the 2 20s and wanted to see what my roll would be. But then, I got another 20. AHAHAHAHHAHAH!!!!!

Man. this reminds me of Homeless Mutant Quest, where that triple 20 was rolled.

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Jesus christ, I had to look over to see this for myself, well done!

>>1832103
Save some Crits for the rest of us!

Huh

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>>1832091
>>1832095
>>1832098

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>>1832089
>FATE POINTS AUTOMATICALLY MAXED TO 3

"Hmmm, well, I do have an... experimental machine that can remotely scan Abyssals and pull information directly from their brains..." Vahlen grins. "This seems like the perfect time to test it..."

Before you even have to a chance to dissuade her, Vahlen snaps her fingers and the guards cart the Re-class deeper into the lab, leaving you a little confused.

"Big Sis Hoel!"

You turn to see Paz skipping up to you.

"Hey, Paz!" You grin. "I didn't expect to see ya here!"

"Yeah, well, I was just getting a checkup from Mommy!" Paz giggles. "Though it looks like something's got her attention now."

"Yeah... that she does." You nod.

"It's that Re-class, right?" Paz asks. "The one that's supposed to be like me...?"

>It's nothing like you at all.
>Well, something like that.
>Why don't you see for yourself?
>Other

>>1832111
>>Why don't you see for yourself?

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>>1832091
>>1832095
>>1832098
SHIPGIRL NEWTYPE POWER???

>>1832111
>>Why don't you see for yourself?

>>1832111
>>Well, something like that.

>>1832111
>>Why don't you see for yourself?
Sure, what could possibly go wrong with that?

>>1832110
That pic looks familiar...

>>1832111
>>Why don't you see for yourself?

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>>1832111
"Well, how about ya see for yourself?" You say as you take her hand and lead her along.

"Well, what if she... tries to attack us or something?" Paz asks.

"Don't worry, she's out cold, and Vahlen wouldn't bring her here if she wasn't sure she would cause trouble."

"Mmmmm, okay." Paz nods reluctantly as she follows you.

And you both find yourself in the main lab, where the Re-class was set on a bed in the middle of a closed off glass chamber. On either side of the chamber were large, electrode looking things, with wires snaking out from them and into a bank of computers.

"Ah, Pacifica, it's good that you're here!" Vahlen smiles as she walks over. "We're about to download all of the Re-class' data and upload it into your Rig!"

"H-huh?" Paz blinks, not quite understanding what Vahlen was saying.

"Ah, I guess I should explain." Vahlen nods. "This device was originally designed to rip data and memories from Abyssals, since at the time we had no method of communicating with them. However, we've never been able to find a suitable storage medium to hold this data, so most of the tests were futile..."

"So you're just gonna use Paz as a guinea pig?" You narrow your eyes.

"We are just downloading data, not the Re-class' actual personality." Vahlen clarifies. "And this sort of capability was something we explicitly incorporated into Pacifica's design. To download and absorb Abyssal data and memories so that it could supplement our own capabilities."

"So... if I do this... does that mean the war will end?" Paz asks.

"I can't guarantee that, but it will certainly make it much quicker." Vahlen answers.

"Then I'll do it." Paz says adamantly.

>She doesn't know what she's getting into.
>Respect her wishes.
>Other

>>1832151
>>Respect her wishes.

>>1832151
>Respect her wishes.

>>1832151
>>Other
Open datalink to keep an eye on Paz, and provide support.

>>1832151
>>Respect her wishes.

>>1832151
>>Respect her wishes.

>>1832151
>>1832162
Yeah this. Don't want to have the Abyssals trigger a virus or something in Paz.

>>1832162
Supporting this

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>>1832151
Well, if Paz wanted to do it, there wasn't much you could do to dissuade her. Still...

>Let Paz do this on her own.
>Monitor things through your datalink.
>Other

>>1832182
>>Monitor things through your datalink.

>>1832182
>>Monitor things through your datalink.

>>1832182
>>Monitor things through your datalink.

>>1832182
>>Monitor things through your datalink.

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>>1832182
>>Monitor things through your datalink.

>>1832182
>>Let Paz do this on her own.

>>1832182
>Monitor things through your datalink.

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>>1832182
As Paz links up to Vahlen's infernal machine via a special helmet wired directly to the scanner, you check on the status of your datalink with her.

"Are you worried about me, Bis Sis?" Paz asks as she glances over to you.

"You're damn right I am!" You grunt. "I feel something is wrong, I'm pulling the plug!"

"Believe me, I have taken every precaution." Vahlen tries to assure you.

"Then it's not a problem if I look around, huh?" You retort.

"Suit yourself." Vahlen shrugs and pulls the switch.

There's a low humming noise, and checking your datalink, you could see data. MASSIVE amounts of data being passed from the Re-class to Paz, like an endless tidal wave of code. However, Paz was built tough in more ways than one, and you can see her weather the massive data tsunami, barely even being rocked by the chaos of the raw data at all.

Guess she really was built for this. You try to pay attention to as code as you can, but you can barely understand any of it, making you wish Anna was here to help you interpret it all. However, otherwise, nothing seemed to be too dangerous or out of the ordinary.

Meanwhile, the Re-class just twtiches wildly on the bed as her memories are essentially ripped out of her head.

After a few minutes, the procedure is finally complete. Vahlen shuts down the machine and pulls the helmet off of Paz. You note Paz's hair smoking slightly.

"So, what do you remember?" You ask her.

"Errrr, I think I'm gonna need to have some time to make sense of all this..." Paz mutters. "It's kinda fuzzy right now."

"Well, your systems are adapting to a new massive amount of data being passed into it, so it's only natural you're not fully conscious of what you learned." Vahlen explains.

"Huh... okay." Paz shrugs.

"Anyways, don't you have a debriefing to beg going to?" Vahlen tuts as she turns her gaze to you.

>Yeah, you better head there right now.
>Bring Paz with you.
>Other

>>1832209
>>Yeah, you better head there right now.

>>1832209
>>Bring Paz with you.
BIS SIS MODE ENGAGE

>>1832209
>>Yeah, you better head there right now.

>>1832209
>Bring Paz with you.

>>1832209
>>Bring Paz with you.

>>1832209
>>Bring Paz with you.

>>1832209
>Bring Paz with you.

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>>1832209
"As a matter of fact, yes." You nod as you grab Paz's hand. "C'mon let's go!"

Vahlen makes no attempt to stop the two of you as you leave the lab and head over to the Admiral's office.

"So, Paz, how are you feeling?" You ask.

"A little dizzy, honestly." Paz frowns. "It's like... suddenly remembering a lot of stuff you've forgotten about, all coming back at once like a wave. So much and so fast I can't make much sense out of any of it yet."

"Hmmmm, I guess Anna can help ya out with that." You nod as you pat Paz on the head. "Still, kinda surprised me that you were so eager to risk you life on something like that."

"Well, if it helps you and everyone else, then I gotta do it, right?" Paz smiles.

Goddamn she was far too good for any of you.

Finally, you reach the Admiral's office, occupied only by the Admiral, the Captain, Sam, and North Carolina. Both Sam and North Carolina stand off to the side, leaving you to confront the two human officers.

"I understand that you captured a Re-class Abyssal, according the Stranger's wishes." The Admiral says.

"That's right." You nod.

"And I suppose you want to take it to the Stranger right away?"

>Damn straight.
>I think we can wait a while.
>Other

>>1832236
>>I think we can wait a while.
>>Other
Depends on what else they have in mind for the Re-class.

>>1832236
>>I think we can wait a while.

>>1832236
>>Damn straight.

>>1832236
>>I think we can wait a while.
Maybe we can talk to her or something?

>>1832236
>I think we can wait a while.

>>1832236
>Damn straight.

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>>1832236
"I guess we can wait for a while." You frown. "I mean, Vahlen is still doing all her science shit and everything."

"And Shen and Akashi would certainly like the chance to inspect the Abyssal Rig." The Captain adds.

"And I need time to sort out all this data I got!" Paz adds.

"I suppose that it our course of action, then." The Admiral nods. "Once we've gleaned what we can from the Re-class, we'll go ahead with the trade with the Stranger. We'll discuss the exact details of the trade then."

"Yes sir." You nod.

"We've also already received the debriefing from Anna, and we will investigate the Abyssals' deliberate targeting of Anna." The Admiral adds. "Considering her unique nature and critical role to our fleet, this is concerning."

"Damn right it is." You grunt.

"Then you are dismissed for now." The Admiral sighs. "We have much to do."

"Oh, so where do we go now then?" Paz asks.

>Go check up on Anna at the workshop.
>Been a while since we've seen the Russians.
>See how San Fran and her "kids" are doing.
>Other

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>>See how San Fran and her "kids" are doing.

>>1832261
>>Been a while since we've seen the Russians

>>1832261
>>Go check up on Anna at the workshop.

>>1832261
>>See how San Fran and her "kids" are doing.
I bet SF decided to combine forces with Tenryu for DD wrangling.

>>1832261
>>See how San Fran and her "kids" are doing.

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"C'mon, Paz, let's go see how San Fran is doing." you grin.

"Okay!" Paz chimes as she follows your lead.

If your guess is correct, San Fran shouldn't be too far from the main destroyer dorms, considering she's basically the full time guardian for DesDiv 6 at this point. You and Paz head over, though you were a bit wary, since you remember how unpredictable those little destroyers could be...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1832277

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1832277

>>1832281
>>1832286
Sweet

>>1832281
>>1832286
OK, seriously, what is up with the dice tonight? Are the dice gods making up for that really bad session?

>>1832281
>>1832286
Huh... to think I roll another 20 tonight... OK then!

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Your radar catches the incoming contacts long before you see them, and thanks to that, you manage to stop your movements just in time to see Atlanta topple over in front of you, four destroyers piled on top of her.

"Whoa!" You blink.

"Cute!" Paz coos.

"Fran, these destroyers you're taking care of are sooooo precious!" Atlanta giggles.

"They're little demons who have been the bane of my existence ever since I met them." San Fran grunts as she walks over.

"Oh! Hoel!" Ikazuchi looks up and sees you. "Hey there!"

"H-hello, Hoel!" Inazuma bows her head to you respectfully.

"Hmph, still the tomboy as usual!" Akatsuki huffs.

"Welcome back." Hibiki says simply.

"Hey, good to see ya all." You laugh.

"Hoel, you got some free time to talk?" San Fran eyes you and then her gaze darts to the other girls and Atlanta. "Privately?"

>Sure thing.
>Maybe later.
>Other

>>1832289
At this point the RNG fairies are trolling us since we can't get any more Fate points.

>>1832299
>>Sure thing.
Also when did Atlanta get here?

>>1832299
>Sure thing.

>>1832299
>>Sure thing.

>>1832299
>>Sure thing.

>>1832299
>>Sure thing.

>>1832299
>Sure thing.

>>1832302
When the US Pacific fleet was relocated here. We just had to get San Fran to finally agree to talk to her.

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"Sure thing." You nod. "Paz, keep an eye on the girls.

"Yes ma;am!" Paz salutes and then shuffles off to control the destroyers, or more likely to join in on the fun with them.

"I dunno why, but it feels like Atlanta is bigger than San Fran..." Ikazuchi wonders.

"And softer!" Akatsuki agrees.

"Oooooh, you little devils!" Atlanta laughs.

You ignore the commotion and concentrate on San Fran, you leads you away from the others and around the corner so you have some measure of privacy.

"So, I heard you got a Re-class." San Fran narrows her eyes. "So that you could trade it to Him."

"You mean the Stranger." You raise an eyebrow, wondering what she was getting at.

"Sure, if you want to call him that." San Fran shrugs. "I just wanted to let you know, don't put your full trust him."

"I know that much." You sigh. "Why so much concern?"

"Because Paz might be coming along with you to the meet, and I can tell he's got a interest in her." San Fran's eyes dart to Paz for a second, who was groping Atlanta in wonder.

Atlanta to her credit seemed very understanding or oblivious to what was happening.

"You've met him?" You raise an eyebrow.

"A couple times during my recon runs." San Fran sighs. "Making all sorts of sweet offers and deals that sound like just the thing you need. He keeps asking about Paz. A lot."

"Is he now...?"

>Thanks for the heads up.
>You're probably just overthinking things.
>Other

>>1832326
>>Thanks for the heads up.

>>1832326
>>Thanks for the heads up.

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>>1832317
So everyone on Shemya Island moved over here too?

>>1832326
>Thanks for the heads up.
The Stranger is neither enemy nor friend.

>"I dunno why, but it feels like Atlanta is bigger than San Fran..." Ikazuchi wonders.
>"And softer!" Akatsuki agrees.

CLAAs are soft and squishy

>>1832326
>Thanks for the heads up.

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>>Thanks for the heads up.

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"Yeah, I'm aware." You nod. "Thanks for the heads up."

"Just doing my job." San Fran shrugs as her eyes dart to the other girls. She then groans to herself and stomps over, picking up all four of DesDiv 6 in her arms in one single swoop.

"What have I told you girls about getting touchy feely with Atlanta like that!" She glowers. "That's really unprofessional."

"Oh, I don't mind it at all!" Atlanta chuckles. "In fact, I find this level of attention very refreshing!"

"Really...?" San Fran sighs. "You're just too nice sometimes."

"And you're too prickly." Atlanta fires back with a smile. "I guess we both can stand from learning each other, yes?"

"Whatever you say." San Fran grumbles as she unconsciously starts headpatting her charges. Paz included.

"Hey, how about we play tag?" Paz suggests.

"NOT IT!" The girls all yell in unison, you included.

"Oh goddamnit, really?" San Fran groans, but that moment, you and your fellow destroyers have scattered to the four winds, laughing and cackling as you go.

And, even if it was just for a little while, all the questions about the Re-class and Stranger fell the wayside...

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week. And don't forget Frontier Knight on Saturday!

>>1832341
Thanks for the run Merc

>>1832341
Thanks for running Merc!

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>>1832341
Thanks for running Merc!

>>1832341
See you next time!

>>1832341
Thanks Merc!