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>>46992119
In addition, the Admiral had forbidden you from telling anybody else about your clone, Woel, outside of your task force and a few of your closest friends like Anna, all of whom basically already knew by the time the order came out.

Actually, it was thanks to Anna that you were even able to stay in contact with Woel. She had set up an encrypted phone that was largely untraceable with which you could chat with Woel for short periods of time. Of course, this was something that you didn't want to abuse too much. But otherwise, you were glad to know Woel made it to the Queen Mary safely, and was steadily recovering. However, being just like you, she was pretty frustrated and restless at having to lay low for possibly the rest of her life. That was something you'd have to worry about later, too.

Anyways, Norfolk. The rest of your task force didn't seem to mind the place, and Portland was absolutely LOVING it. You, on the other hand...

>Thought this place was pretty cool.
>Don't really have an opinion.
>You'd rather be back at Pearl.
>Other

FIRST POST

>You'd rather be back at Pearl.

>>46992128
>Thought this place was pretty cool.
Let's go see Old Ironsides!

>>46992128
>You'd rather be back at Pearl.

>>46992128
>You'd rather be back at Pearl.

>>46992128
>>Thought this place was pretty cool.

There's no planes to crash here.

>>46992128
>My screws hurt
>Shore patrol is too loud
>I bet none of these ships even torpedo attack
>I wish I was back at Pearl, bullying battleships

>>46992128
>You'd rather be back at Pearl.

Live, from /tg/, it's FRIDAY NIGHT
This week, WoWS sees a bugged 0.5.5 get hotfixed, and Kancolle's spring event draws near!

>>46992128
>>You'd rather be back at Pearl.

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>>46992154
>Norfolk, Virginia
>Old Ironsides
Why would USS Constitution be in Virginia?
Isn't she pretty much permanently at Boston Navy Yard?
Or did you mean USS Wisconsin?
Also, ara ara~

>>46992128
>>You'd rather be back at Pearl.

>>46992128
>>Thought this place was pretty cool.

Let's not be stick in the mud

>>46992128
>>Don't really have an opinion.

>>46992128
>>Don't really have an opinion.

>>46992128
>>Don't really have an opinion.

Also, you are not the only QM who still unsure about new board merc.

>>46992128
>>You'd rather be back at Pearl.

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>>46992128
Ehhhh, honestly, you'd rather be back at Pearl, where you've been this whole time. Plus, having been fighting on the Pacific in both your old and new lives, it kinda felt like home to you. Here though, in comparison, Norfolk was gloomy and cold. A bit depressing, honestly. Then again, at least you weren't here on your own. Your task force, Anna, and the Fletchers had also been sent along. Not only to get them away from the drama of the investigations, but also to help make up for the shortage of USN shipgirls on the East Coast, thanks to many being diverted away to help the Midway offensive. A lot of them were pretty heavily damaged, too, so they wouldn't be coming back anytime soon.

Hell, even Haida was still with you, Apparently the Canadians were so proud at having "assisted" in the retaking of Midway, they requested to have Haida indefinitely attached to your task force. Ontario seemed to be all for it, apparently as a way to get Haida to go out more. However, the cruiser herself had to return to Canada, since the rest of their destroyer weren't going to look after themselves.

You still had a bit more time before getting your next briefing from the Captain, so you wondered what you should do.

>Call Woel
>Find Anna
>Head for the Captain
>Talk to Haida
>Meet someone else (specify)
>Other

>>46992544
>>Talk to Haida

>>46992544
>>Talk to Haida
Whatcha thinking aboot?

>>46992544
>Talk to Haida

>>46992544
>>Talk to Haida

>>46992544
>>Talk to Haida

>>46992544
>>Talk to Haida

>>46992544
>Talk to Haida
>What's Canada like?
Oh the great mysteries of the country north of America.

>>46992544
>Talk to Haida
As if there isn't any other option.

Just realized that Woel's mere existence just creates a lot of existential horror, and debate (read: shitposting) about philosophy, morality, and ethics....

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>>46992544
>Talk to Haida

>>46992596
It's nothing but ice, Tim Hortons, maple syrup, leaves, bears and angry geese as far as the eye can see.

>>46992544
>Talk to Haida
Though I do wonder how we can get her to.

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>>46992677

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WOEL A BEST

A BEST

>>46992677
>>46992751
I get curious and google it.
The reality is far, far more boring while still fall to 'that really unusual' realm.

>>46992675
I swear we should give her our old wooden bat when we have the chance. Maybe carve in a message from everybody.

>>46992596
>>46992677

>Make Canada Okay Again

Nerv Bridge Simulator is also educating anons about Canada.

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>>46992675
And, combined with the existence of the living Wo hat, proves that the Abyssals are all parasites

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>>46992801
>Tim Hortons
>Stan Rodgers
>Quebec

What other wonders does our wonderful hat hold?

What's interesting in the Canadian west? Me being from the West Coast and thus that's within a day's driving distance.

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>>46992814
Male to Female?

>>46992814
I'm forever ruined to say parasites the way Code Talker says them. Just like "coupons" due to Ron White.

>>46992872
Hell no.

>>46992872
You belong in >>>/trash/
:^)
>>46992544
>Talk to Woel

>>46992826
>Canadian west
Depending on where you are, there may be no real snow, as heretical as the thought is.

>>46992974
I'm just wondering what there might be in the woods. Beautiful places to visit. Good places to hunt or fish. Neat places on the coast.

That sort of thing.

So, is anyone else wondering if Anna is having vivid dreams about... activities with both Hoel and Woel?

>>46992826
Drumheller, Banff, Wood Buffalo National Park (larger than Switzerland!), probably some shit in BC too but fuck the hippies

>>46992998
There's also whale watching and homes that are completely unaffordable.

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>>46993011

>>46992998
>Good places to hunt or fish.
pretty much anywhere in the dam country really.

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>>46993012
>dark sky preserve

Shit, son. Astronomy and nature. Great combination.

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>>46993011
That's lewd

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>>46993011
>Keeps blowing her boilers while asleep
>Sent to repair baths so many times she's known as a drydock queen

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>>46992544
You decide to go check up on how your foreign counterpart was doing. You remember she got hit pretty bad during Midway and had been sidelined for the last few days. You head over to the bay, where you could see Haida standing on the edge of the water, her Rig fully manifested as she stared out at the horizon.

"Feeling homesick?" You grin as you walk up beside her.

"Huh?" Haida nearly leaps into the air when you speak up. Guess she didn't have her search radar turned on. "Oh, it's just you, Hoel. And, well, it's not exactly that."

"Still haven't gotten over getting hit like that?" You quickly start to home in on the problem.

Haida's silence seems to be all the answer you need.

"Hey now, you shouldn't beat yourself up like that, Haida." You try to reassure her. "It's not like you're the only ship to have gotten hit in that battle."

"You don't understand." Haida bites her lip. "The other destroyers, they look up to me, you know? What kind of example am I going to set, if they know I got knocked out at Midway before I could really do anything of use?"

"You tell Ontario of this?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Why should I? She already knows everything." Haida rolls her eyes. "That's why I need to get back to working order."

Oh. You could see where this was going. Her Rig out, and the look of slight pain on her face.

"Did you tell anybody you were going to test run today?" You ask suspiciously.

"Um, yes?" Haida lies horribly as her eyes immediately break contact from you.

"Uh huh." You shake your head.

>You shouldn't push yourself like that.
>Well, you should at the very least have a buddy.
>Other

>>46993097
>>Well, you should at the very least have a buddy.

>>46993097
>Well, you should at the very least have a buddy.

>>46993074
Speaking of deydocks, we better be careful if we ever play as Woel. Even if she becomes a masked vigilante to cope with boredom, she has no access to our resources.

>>46993097
>Well, you should at the very least have a buddy.

>>46993097
>>Well, you should at the very least have a buddy.

>>46993097
>>Well, you should at the very least have a buddy.

>>46993097
>>Well, you should at the very least have a buddy.

>>46993123
if Woel ever try vigilante business, i suggest this as her theme:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ndvdM468x4s

>>46993097
>>Well, you should at the very least have a buddy.

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>>46993123
>masked vigilante
She's a destroyer. She can take on crime with just her fists.

It's when she gets a rogues gallery that she'll have a problem

>>46993123
>inb4 we now get 2 POVs: the frontline and the homefront.

>>46993146
>>46993178
I've a feeling she'll find a conspiracy in the homefront

>>46992826
>What's interesting in the Canadian west?
Giant Albertan Mosquitoes
Cougars foraging in suburban backyards

>>46993220
>inb4 Hoel and Woel start hivemind.

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>>46993260
>Clone sister hivemind

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>>46993097
"Well, you should at the very least have a buddy." You grin as you summon your own Rig in response. How about a couple laps around the bay? I think we've still got time before we have to report in."

"That's what I was planning." Haida nods and jumps down into the water, her feet landing solidly on the water's surface.

You leap down right next to her, and start heating up your boilers.

"I'll race ya." A glint of competitive spirit flashes in Haida's eyes as she nods toward the open bay ahead.

>You're on!
>I think we should take it easy...
>Other

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>>46993274
>>46993260
>Use hivemind to bodyswap

>>46993286
>>You're on!

>>46993286
>You're on!

>>46993178
So she can walk slowly up to crooks as they futilely empty their mags at her?

>>46993286
>>You're on!
And somewhere in the base, Portland feels her peaceful days about to disturbed...

>>46993286
>You're on!
inb4 another boiler explosion

>>46993286
>You're on!

>>46993286
>You're on!

>>46993220
>she investigates a string of disappearing young women from vulnerable communities, turns out the DoD are converting them into artificial shipgirls

>>46993286
>>You're on!

>>46993286
>>You're on!

>>46993327
That was a sub-plot in a Kancolle doujin actually. Destroyer's Destiny, was it?

The scientists accumulated a pile of bodybags along the way to convert potential compatible hosts into shipgirls.

Also if I recall, this was the endgame plot point of a previous, short Kancolle quest. The Coronado shipgirls were pretty much soulless zombies vulnerable to subversion off the bat.

>>46993327
>she investigates a string of disappearing young women from vulnerable communities, turns out the DoD are converting them into artificial shipgirls

FUCK

THAT'S PERFECT

AND THEN SHE LEADS A FLEET OF TRANSFORMED GIRLS

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>>46993327
>These women enter 'clinics' and are never seen again
>Woel sabotages secret military research facilities
>Forms her own force of artificial shipgirls

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>>46993327
>>46993374
And that's when Vahlen runs out of test subjects and decides to use a more potent conversion on herself combining a brilliant mind and powerful body to become...

>>46993480
>>46993506
>by that point, damage has been done and the public finds out about the DoD abducting US citizens for shipgirl experimentation.

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>>46993286
"Heh, you're on!" You give Haida your own competitive grin in response to her challenge. You start pouring more heat into your boilers as your crews begin to spin and you barrel. "Let's go!"

"Hey! Cheater!" Haida yelps as she tries to catch up. You may have gotten the headstart, but she had a longer time to heat up her boilers...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>46993526
Boiler explosion!

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>46993526
BOOM

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>46993526

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>46993526

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>46993526
rolling just because i am curious

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>46993526
amusing

>>46993520
>and then the final battle against the ultimate artificial is with Hoel and Woel using Hoel's old and new bat ending with one of them dualwielding them.

>>46993645
Cole got a new best friend from her stunt double turned supporting actor.

Stunt double was yet another clone from her sister.

>>46993480
all the artificial shipgirls look almost exactly like Hoel.

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>>46993732
>Anna gets an entire harem

>>46993681
Makes you wonder how many of her fans actually know the truth. It seems like something that gets declassified when she's a retired old woman.

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>>46993526
Thankfully for you, Tribal-class destroyers like Haida couldn't really go much faster than Fletchers like you. Thanks to your little headstart, you're able to maintain a consistent lead in front of Haida the whole way around Norfolk's bay.

You DID have a bit of a close call when you rounded Cape Henry at high speed and nearly slammed into the side of a Coast Guard Cutter. You barely manage to make a hard starboard turn, your cheek almost trading paint with the side of the ship. Haida, being farther back, is able to compensate much better, and managed to close the distance just a tad. On the deck of the cutter, you could see the sailors on board wave and whistle as the both of you pass.

Both of you finally complete your circle around the bay, bobbing and weaving through the military and civilian traffic. Unlike in the Pacific, the north Atlantic was largely secure with the cooperation of both the United States and the various navies of the EU. So naturally, maritime traffic here was much heavier than you were used to seeing.

"You... you..." Haida pants as the both of you return to the Norfolk docks.

"Yep, I know I'm the winner." You grin smugly.

"You cheated!" Haida pouts, her amber eyes blazing.

"Well, you never did say we had to start at the same time!" You snicker.

"Jeez." Haida somehow manages to pout harder.

>Fine, you want a rematch?
>We should probably meet the Captain now.
>Other

>>46993763

We really need to hang out with her more. Everything after that one thread has been background info.

>>46993786
>We should probably meet the Captain now.

>>46993786
>>We should probably meet the Captain now.

>>46993797
I concur

>>46993786
>>We should probably meet the Captain now.

>>46993786
>Other
Lift her sweater and examine her injuries, hope you didnt make it worse

>>46993786

>Fine, you want a rematch?

>>46993786
>do a quick hands on inspection for hull damage on Haida

>>46993786
>We should probably meet the Captain now.
We can have a rematch later.

>>46993786
>>Fine, you want a rematch?

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A destroyer in every garage, a Woel in every bed.

>>46993786
>>Fine, you want a rematch?

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>>46994097
>hospital gown
>sideboobs

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>>46993786
"Anyways," You stretch as you dismiss your Rig. "We better get going if we want to make the briefing. Don't wanna set a bad example by being let, eh?"

"Of course!" Haida nods as she dismisses her own Rig and takes position on your flank.

"So, Haida," You eyes begin to wander down to her torso, "how have those injuries been? They're not still bothering you, are they?"

"Oh, well, no really." Haida shakes her head and lifts her shirt up just enough so you could get a look at her midsection. You could see a few discolored patches where bruises remained, but otherwise nothing looked too bad. "The ribs are more or less healed up already, and the pain is manageable enough that I don't have to take medications for it anymore. Really it's just the bruises that are bothering me, but I haven't had time to get those fully fixed yet."

"Is that so?" You ask as you unconsciously prod at one of the purplish bruises with your finger.

"W-w-w-w-w-w-what are you doing!??!" Haida immediately puts distance between herself and you, her face crimson like her hair.

"Sorry! Couldn't resist!" You chuckle. "Pretty firm, too! I'm surprised!"

"Well, I DO exercise every day!" Haida huffs. "I learned the hard way that too many Tim Horton's really adds a lot of unnecessary ballast..."

Before you could get the chance to ask her what a Tim Horton's even was, you enter the briefing room and the heavy atmosphere immediately kills the conversation as the Captain and the rest of the task force turn to watch the two of you enter.

"Ummmm, did I miss something?" You blink.

"Why are they staring at us like that?!" Haida whispers, equally unnerved.

"Just in time." The Captain sighs. "It seems that we have an emergency situation."

"W-what?!" You blink.

"Look here." Portland points to the table that they're all surrounding. You dash up and see a note, sealed inside a plastic bag. The writing on it was crude, but legible.

(cont)

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>>46994237
>AHOY! If ye ever want t'see yer ships again! Ye better pay the fee!

"A ransom note?" You frown. "For what?"

"Earlier today, we had deployed Annapolis north for SIGINT operations near the North Dark Zone." The Captain explains. "We sent Luce, Wren, and Daly up with her as escorts, and they were supposed to link up with a Canadian flotilla. However, they never arrived at the rendezvous point."

A cold hand grips your chest. Anna and the Fletchers in trouble?!

"And then, once they failed to check in, we get THIS floating into the bay in a bottle." Portland points to the note.

"Now, normally, it's the position of United States never to negotiate with terrorists or kidnappers." The Captain sighs. "But... this doesn't appear to be a regular ransom note."

"Huh?" You look at it again. "What's wrong?"

"Firstly, it's written in crayon." Portland points out.

"Yeah, so?" You blink. "You don't write in crayon?"

"I- ugh, nevermind." Portland shakes her head. "And look at the demands."

>ONE CRATE OF XBOXES
>ONE OF THEM WIRELESS MODEM THINGIES
>TEN CRATES OF HERSHEYS CHOCOLATE BARS
>THE LATEST EDITION OF CALL OF DUTY WITH ALL THE DLC
>FREE NETFLIX SUBSCRIPTION
>...

And on and on it went.

(cont)

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>>46994252
"It reads more like a 14 year old's Christmas wishlist." San Diego sighs.

"Now, we're not sure what's going on here, but we need to investigate." The Captain grimaces. "However, the Pentagon wants to keep this quiet, for obvious reasons. Now, your original mission was to go escort an incoming freighter convoy, but we need a team to take care of this quickly and discreetly. Portland, can I trust you with this?"

"Of course, sir!" Portland salutes.

"You can take two more ships with you. I can't spare any more." The Captain explains further.

"Hoel, you're coming with me." Portland huffs, before you can even think of volunteering. "I hate to admit it, but you've got a connection with Anna and the other Flecthers, so you'd probably come along whether I wanted to or not."

"Gee, how thoughtful of you!" You smile sweetly.

"Now we need to pick our third." Portland mumbles.

>Time to pick the third ship for your search and rescue team! The currently available ships are: Johnston, Heerman, San Diego, White Plains, and Haida!

>>46994267
>Haida

>>46994267
>Haida
Time to deepen our relation-SHIP.

>>46994267
>White Plains

>>46994288
Add another girl to the Hoel Harem?

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>>46994252
>"Firstly, it's written in crayon."
Merc pls. my sides

frankly, if the location is not all wrong, i gonna guess Woel is REALLY bored and do this.

>>46994347
Dude, Woel is on the other side of the country.

>>46994267
Haida

>>46994267
>Haida

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>>46994347
I'm thinking it's actually a stranger take on Hoppo.

Or pirate shipgirls. The hedonism, kidnapping, ransoming and lack of literacy all fit.

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>>46994267
"How about Haida?" You suggest. "I mean, that far north is basically her home turf. Plus she's gonna need to stretch her sea legs."

"Hmmm, I suppose." Portland nods. "You sure you're up for this, Haida? I don't want you hurting yourself or making your injuries worse."

"I'm good to go!" Haida assures Portland with a salute.

"Excellent." The Captain nods. "We'll have a helicopter ready to take you to their last known position. It's... a rather remote area, so don't count on too much in the way of local support."

"We'll find a way, sir." Portland assures him and turns to you and Haida. "Let's go. There's no time to waste here."

"And be careful, too." The Captain warns. "Even with the northern defense line place, Abyssal raiders and submarines do occasionally slip through the net, so be careful."

"We will, sir." Portland assures him again.

"Go get em!" Johnston says in encouragement. "Make em regret messing with us!"

"Make sure to bring them all back safely." Heerman says worriedly.

"Good luck." White Plains mumbles.

"We'll be waiting!" San Diego says cheerfully.

Nobody says anything as you, Portland, and Haida board the waiting Seahawk, its rotors already powered up and spinning. Like it was when you visited Los Angeles, you get a good view of the East Coast as the Seahawk flies north, following the coastline as it goes. Everything looked quite a bit colder and dull, though that was likely due to the climate of the area.

"We're almost at their last known position!" The pilot announces. "If you want, we can set you down directly there, or we can land a bit further south, in case those bastards are still around!"

>Land right on top of the position.
>Land a bit farther south.
>Other

>>46994347
If Woel was that bored, she'd probably just start on making that superhero costume, or at least modifying her Abyssal outfit.

>>46994589
>>Land a bit farther south.
Don't risk our helo for now.

>>46994589
>>Land a bit farther south.

>>46994589
>Land right on top of the position.

>>46994463
>North Dark Zone
It's definitely Hoppo. We are definitely taking her home with us. And we are DEFINITELY NOT giving her to VAHLEN

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>>46994637
YOU GO HOME

NOT TAKE HOME

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>>46994591
Or just trying her best to blend in. Staying on board a cruise liner with only the ship itself for company has got to get boring fast.

>>46994267
>Johnston

Oh, it's been a while since the two sisters were together. Hopefully they can get some bonding in.

Lewd bonding, preferably.

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>>46994637
>Hoppo
Well shit, what do we bribe her with?

>>46994589
>>Land a bit farther south.

Safer is good.

>>46994726
...

Pancakes. Nothing can resist pancakes.

>>46994665
>>46994726
we haz government funded hersheys chocolate bars, goverment funded wifi connection with 5ms lag (read: no loading time), year-round passes to Disneyland, and an abyssal twin. Would you like to come with us?

>>46994463
>>46994637


Oh, it's worse. Much, much worse.

>>46994589
>>Land a bit farther south.

>>46994690
Either that or actually getting to know the people she was fighting for when she (sorta) was a shipgirl.

>>46994764
And Mulberry's Baked Goods, too.

>>46994764
>We give her the Hershey's Cookies and Cream bars, and a bunch of other B-list candy.

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>>46994589
"Land us right down here." Portland says. "We'll handle the rest."

"Roger that." The pilot nods and starts dropping altitude, hovering the Seahawk right above the ocean surface. Portland, naturally, is the first one out the door, dropping to the ocean below. You and Haida quickly follow, manifesting your Rigs in the process.

"Ah yeah!" Haida beams as she feels the cold Atlantic wind blow into her face, sending her red hair fluttering everywhere. "Feels just like home!"

Luck her, you suppose. You try not to feel a bit jealous of her good mood.

"Hoel, is your radar picking anything up?" Portland asks you as the Seahawk's rotors grow fainter and fainter as it flies off.

"Well..." You fire up your radar to try and find something, anything. You see a knot of buildings near the coast. Some kind of town or something. However, you're not sure if it's populated or not. Out to the east, you could pick up small, intermittent contacts. Fishing or recreational boats, maybe? Out here on the Atlantic, things were a lot safer, after all. Maybe they saw something? Or maybe they're something else...

>Investigate the town.
>Investigate the contacts.
>Split up to investigate both.
>Other

>>46994854
>>Investigate the town.

>>46994854
>>Investigate the contacts.
NEVER SPLIT THE PARTY

>>46994854
>>Investigate the contacts.

>>46994854
>Investigate the contacts.

>>46994854
>Investigate the contacts.

The town's not going anywhere. So try the boats first.

>>46994854
>>Investigate the contacts.

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>>46994854
OH THIS BETTER NOT FUCKING BE NEWFOUNDLAND

>>46994854
>>Investigate the contacts.

>>46994854
>Investigate the contacts.

>>46994894
I think it is newfoundland. where else would have a base of operations near america on the east cost this far north? Why do you ask?

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>>46994894
M-maybe...?

>>46994854
>>Investigate the contacts

>>46994894
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>>46994917
Isn't Newfoundland where Chrysalid hell takes place?

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>Abyssal Lids

Well, I guess that explains what Hoppo is. A fucking newborn abyssal.

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>>46994937
>>46994936
>>46994894
>>46994915
>>46994917

Nah, Norfolk is too far away from Newfoundland for just one helicopter ride.

>>46994937
>>46994917
>>46994894
>>46994936
Also, Isn't Hoppo supposedly a seaport-based abyssal?
>>46994951
They're on a Sea Hawk, a trip from Norfolk to Newfoundland would easily be feasible. if technology has advanced that far.

>>46994951
The idea is not the location.

But that it is Site Recon from XCOM

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>>46994854
"I'm picking up seaborne contacts a few klicks east." You inform Portland. "I think it's worth checking out."

"Understood." Portland nods as she slews around and makes an eastward heading. "Follow me."

You and Haida follow the heavy cruiser closely as you start closing in on the contacts, You keep constant watch on them with your radar, as you start getting a better read on them. You still weren't fully sure what they were, but they were pretty small, and now actively heading away from you. Guess they sniffed out your presence?

"They're heading away from us." You point out.

"Yeah, I can see that." Portland nods.

"Abyssals?" Haida readies her guns. "Why else would they be running from us?"

"Or smugglers or illegal fishermen." Portland grimaces. "I'd love to pursue them and bring them to justice, but frankly, we have bigger things to worry about. We should just head back and investigate that town."

>Investigate the town.
>Pursue the contacts.
>Other

>>46995083
>>Pursue the contacts.

>>46995083
>>Pursue the contacts.

>>46994936
>>46995012
Didn't Section and Red go through that song and dance back in thread 10?

>>46994995
>They're on a Sea Hawk, a trip from Norfolk to Newfoundland would easily be feasible. if technology has advanced that far.
An SH-60B has a range of 800 km, and Newfoundland's about 3,000 km away. You'd need an engine that runs on magical bullshit to get quadruple the range without refueling. An Osprey could do it with auxiliary fuel tanks, but only one-way.

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>>46995083
>Pursue the contacts.

>>46994995
Yep, the Northern Ocean Princess, representing the Aleutian Islands and Dutch Harbor in particular

>>46995083
>>Pursue the contacts

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>>46995083
>>Investigate the town.

Reminder that Trash is nice.

>>46995083
>>Pursue the contacts.

the Town isn't going anywhere.

>>46995083
>Pursue the contacts.

>>46995111
why the hell is hoppo in the northern atlantic if she was born at dutch harbor?

>>46995167
she ran away from home, cause her parents won't support her videogames addiction

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>>46995135
For sure.

Has no-one considered that the Fletchers are faking a kidnapping because they're goddamn kids and wanted a break from all the war shit?

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>>46995083
"Well, since we're already chasing 'em." You grin, your old destroyer instincts bubbling up.

"We don't ever let prey escape!" Haida adds.

"Of course..." Portland sighs. Destroyers were always like this. "All right, we'll pursue, but don't push yourselves. We don't want to stray too far from shore. We only have so many hours of daylight to work with."

"Roger!" Both you and Haida chime.

>Roll 1d20

>>46995242
Also, in terms of physical age, the fletchers would be at around the same age group as Hoppo.

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>>46995242
If they do that then they're traitors and deserve to be courtmartialed and shot.

>>46995262
Rollin

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>>46995262
fail!

>>46995211
Ah curry, it's what dreams and flaming painful slurry shits in the toilet are made of.

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>>46995262
I was too late in posting this low roll.
>>46995278
jesus anon, why must you tease everyone so much?

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>>46995262
GOTTA GO FAST!

>>46995271
WUT

>>46995271

Oh, wow. That edge.

Careful you don't cut yourself, kiddo.

>>46995289
Because you touch yourself at night.

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>>46995242
I like to think that not even a bunch of kids are seriously stupid enough to think that'd work.

>>46995271
You are aware we help Woel escape right?

>>46995304
>>46995298
No better than abyssals.

>>46995271
literally Portland

>>46995319
Woel was a distraction which will bite us in the ass later.

Should have let Vahlen keep her, rather than go all bleeding heart with the enemy.

>>46995269
Yeah, if she is here I'm expecting to find them braiding her hair or something.

>>46995271
...they're /kids/. I don't expect they fully understand what's going on in the whole war against the abyssals business because trying to tell them would break their little minds.

And good luck finding a shipgirl willing to do the deed. Or to let someone else do it.

>>46995322

Kiddo, just go back to your room and listen to your Linkin Park and Evanescence CDs.

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>>46995331
YOU SON OF A BITCH. I WILL FIND YOU.

>>46995375
Why don't you go somewhere else with your abyssal loving fetishes?

>>46995376
but it's true.

>>46995376
?

>>46995376
Wasn't me, Merc.

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>>46995188
If any of the abyssals develop a video game addiction, it'd be the Supply Depot Princess.

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>>46995385
Why don't you take your grimderp somewhere else?

>>46995431
Abyssals are a confirmed hivemind that seeks to devour the planet.

They are not your waifu. The abyssal clone of Hoel is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

>>46995408
The toes! ah haaha so adorbs

>>46995385

>implying

Son, just stop. Before you make yourself out to be an even bigger idiot than you already are.

>>46995408
literally Portland

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>>46995262
Fortunately, the three of you proved to be much faster, and quickly catch up to the contacts in short order. Up ahead, you could see a trio of small fishing boats, rocking and bobbing in the water, their lights off and trying to speed away as fast as they were able.

"Attention unidentified ships." Portland calls out over the radio. "This is the USS Portland of the United States Navy. Shut off your engines or we will shut them down for you."

No response.

"I repeat, shut down your engines or we will fire!" Portland repeats herself.

Still no response.

"Why do they always have to make it hard?" Portland groans.

"I like it hard!" You grin.

"Lewd." Haida says simply as she sails past you.

Anyways, disabling these ships would be a simple affair. Then again, shooting at ships wasn't really the greatest way to get them to talk.

>Steam up and confront them face to face.
>Fire some warning shots.
>Disable their engines.
>Other

>>46995487
>Fire some warning shots.

>>46995461
Ah, hello, Nazibitch.

Who let you out of the fourth wall?

>>46995487
>>Steam up and confront them face to face.

>>46995487
>>Fire some warning shots.
If no response
>>Disable their engines.

>>46995487
>>Fire some warning shots.

>>46995487
>Steam up and confront them face to face.

>>46995487
>Disable their engines.

>>46995487
>Steam up and confront them face to face.
>Pull out that baseball bat.
>Put on Sammy's cheeky smile

>>46995487
>>Fire some warning shots.

>>46995487
>>46995521
>2nded

>>46995487
>Steam up and confront them face to face.

>>46995487
>>Steam up and confront them face to face.
batter up!

>>46995487
>>Steam up and confront them face to face.

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>>46995487
You begin pouring more speed into your screws. These boats couldn't be going more than ten or so knots. A paltry number compared to your 36 maximum. However, you do note that the seas were getting a bit more heavy, as your body started to rise and fall more frequently as they rode the waves. However, the same was true for the fishing boats, which were slowing down even further. You then catch sight of movement on the deck...

>Roll 1d20

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>>46995744
CHIBS YOU BEAUTIFUL MOTHERFUCKER

>>46995760
YOU'RE LATE

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>>46995768
All we need is just get rid Armchair's post.....

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>>46995760
>>46995752

G-Good job!

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>>46995782
2dishonorable4me

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>>46995744
Boom goes the dynamite.

Don't we get a chance to convert the 20 to karma?

>>46995966
kitty kat with the admiral hat hasn't shown up yet.

>>46995966
Yes. Though had we gotten two 20s we would get the crit result AND the fate point.

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>>46995734
Your radar "sees" the gun before your eyes do, and you're already drawing your bat when one of the fishermen fires his large caliber hunting rifle at you. However, there was no way for him to know that your advanced radar was tracking that bullet the second it left the barrel, give you more than enough time to casually bat it away like a fast ball with a loud CLANG.

"The FUCK, man!?" Another fisherman wrenches the gun out of his compatriot's hands. "You want them to kill us?!"

"OHOHOHO!" You rumble as you sail right up to the lead fishing boat, menacingly slapping your bat against your hand. "Firing on a US Navy shipgirl, eh? Hey, Sweet Pea, what's the rules of engagement for that?"

"We can return fire if we feel our lives are in danger." Portland nods as she flanks the other side of the boat.

"And that guns looks MIGHTY scary..." Haida adds.

"Meaning you might want to stop your little cruise." You point your bat at the fishermen. "Like, right the fuck now."

"Do it!" The apparent captain hisses, and the fishing boats finally grind to a halt, bobbing and weaving in the heavy north Atlantic seas.

"Now what the hell are you doing that you're willing to run away, and SHOOT AT, the US Navy for?" Portland growls, her turrets twitching in anger.

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"Oh my god." Haida gasps and tugs at your shoulder. You turn your head away from the fishing boat for a second and see it.

An Abyssal Ka-class submarine. Tangled and wrapped up in fishing nets, it was tied up to the three fishing boats, which were obviously towing it to some destination unknown. The way the Abyssal rasped and twitched, it was still alive, but only barely.

"What the hell is this?" Portland glares at the fishermen.

"W-we found it! Just floating in the water!" The lead captain insists. "W-we just thought we'd bring to the authorities-"

"You weren't thinking of selling it on the black market or anything, would you?" Portland raises an eyebrow. "I thought it was made absolutely clear that Abyssals and Abyssal corpses were considered level one biohazards. And I do know that Abyssal corpses and artifacts can fetch a high price in certain markets...."

"W-we weren't doing anything like that! Honest!" The captain squeals.

"Huh." Portland turns to you. "Well, we can't let them keep it. What should we do with it?"

>We don't have time. Put it out of its misery and sink it.
>We'll call it in and leave someone behind to keep an eye on it until it can be recovered.
>Other

>>46996006
>>We don't have time. Put it out of its misery and sink it.

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>>46995991
Truth be told I literally forgot to bring that up. I'll give you the free FATE POINT anyways to make up for that.

>>46996006
>>We'll call it in and leave someone behind to keep an eye on it until it can be recovered.

>>46996006
>>Other
Keep it

>>46996006
>>We'll call it in and leave someone behind to keep an eye on it until it can be recovered.

>>46996006
>>We'll call it in and leave someone behind to keep an eye on it until it can be recovered.

Recover ALL samples!

>>46996006
>Have the fishermen cut the net loose.
Why are you anons still supporting Vahlen's research?

>>46996006
>>We don't have time. Put it out of its misery and sink it.

>>46996006
>We don't have time. Put it out of its misery and sink it.

Better than letting Nazibitch have it.

>>46996043
Because interrogation. What the hell is it doing out here "just floating in the water"?

>>46996006
>>We'll call it in and leave someone behind to keep an eye on it until it can be recovered.

>>46996043
She gives us sisters out of these things!

>>46996006
>We don't have time. Put it out of its misery and sink it.

>>46996006
>We'll call it in and leave someone behind to keep an eye on it until it can be recovered.

>>46996006
>Tie her hatches open, cut her loose, and take her with you.

Guys, we can help her! We don't need to kill her!

>>46996006
>>We don't have time. Put it out of its misery and sink it.

>>46996066
>She gives us sisters out of these things!
Actually, that kinda of solid answer....

>>46996006
>>We'll call it in and leave someone behind to keep an eye on it until it can be recovered.

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>Help an Abyssal
Woel may be good, but insofar all the other Abyssals are still monsters. There ain't no helping her.

>>46996006
>>We'll call it in and leave someone behind to keep an eye on it until it can be recovered.

For Science!

>>46996006
>We'll call it in and leave someone behind to keep an eye on it until it can be recovered.

>>46996087
Vahlen is just going to interrogate it, vivisect it, and use it's bits for making new clones. Ones which will probably have a hell of a lot more safety features built in to stop them from going like Woel. It would be better for all parties to kill it now.

>>46996006
>We don't have time. Put it out of its misery and sink it.
we don't want filthy humies to soil abyssal girls.

Reminder that Hoel killed an Abyssal mom and a bunch of her babies so they don't have to go what Wo went through under Vahlen.

Kill the Abyssal, save them from scalpels.

>>46996006
>We don't have time. Put it out of its misery and sink it.

Vahlen can go fuck herself

>>46994833
Late,but
>Woel gets a boyfriend which leads to zany hijinks with mistaken identity because she and Hoel look the same.

>>46996006
>>We don't have time. Put it out of its misery and sink it.

>>46996006
>We'll call it in and leave someone behind to keep an eye on it until it can be recovered.

>>46996006
>We don't have time. Put it out of its misery and sink it.

>>46996206
They look too different, they don't have the same hair and skin color.

it's like if hoel get dunked in powered sugar

>>46996206
Why not share?

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>>46996006
"I guess call it in? Let somebody else take it off their hands?" You suggest.

"I suppose." Portland nods as she looks at the ailing Ka-class. "All right, here's what we do. I'll call in the proper authorities. Haida, you stay here and keep an eye on them. I don't want them trying to steal it away in the night."

"Of course." Haida salutes.

"Take the chance to interrogate them about what they know, particularly if they've seen anything strange or if they've seen Anna and the others. Once everything's done let us know and we'll link up."

"Got it." Haida nods.

"Hoel, you're coming with me." Portland continues. "We'll go check out that town."

"Right." You nod and turn to Haida. "Stay safe."

"Of course." Haida grins. "I'll be fine."

You and Portland leave the Canadian destroyer behind as you steam back towards shore. Up ahead, you can see the small cluster of buildings of the town.

"So, did you notice?" Portland asks you quietly.

"Notice what?" You ask.

"That Ka-class." Portland turns to look at you. "It was damaged. Near death. You really think those fishers could do that sort of damage to it?"

"I suppose not." You shake your head, wondering where Portland was going with this.

"It was bruised and obviously suffering from internal injuries. Obviously from concussive shock." Portland points out. "Considering its a submarine, the most likely candidate is a depth charge."

"You don't mean-" Your eyes widen.

"It's very possible Anna and the others were ambushed by Abyssals." Portland says grimly. "If it had been attacked by any of our other forces, somebody would have reported it already."

>You might be right.
>It's just a coincidence.
>We don't know enough yet.
>Other

>>46996267
Hoel is for Anna! and Portland

>>46996277
>>We don't know enough yet.
"maybe we get third players here. Who, i don't know."

>>46996277
>You might be right.

>>46996287
WoelxHoel forever.

MAKE THEM WHOLE

>>46996277
>>Other
Where do Abyssals get crayons?

>>46996277
Supporting >>46996315

>>46996277
>We don't know enough yet.

>>46996277
>We don't know enough yet.
Abyssals turning on abyssals? That doesn't make sense, otherwise it would be that this is a black op and the fishermen were given military equipment to provide the DoD intact shipgirl corpses, but that line of thought is treason. So a third party, seperate from the US Navy, Vahlen's DoD research, and the abyssals, who?

>>46996277
>>We don't know enough yet.

>>46996315
ya ask the simple questions

>>46996315
>>46996277
Backing this and adding this:
>What sort of abyssal would use crayons to write a christmas wish list as a ransom letter?

>>46995916
Dynamite sums up Atago pretty well (possibly Johnson too)

>>46996277
>We don't know enough yet.

I suspect whoever did this is the same group that wrote the ransom note.

>>46996277
>Other

"Why don't you stick with your own disgusting kind instead of shitting up the rest of the galaxy with your garbage?"

>>46996277
So how is woel dealing with the electric eyes?
I don't think contacts are gonna cut it.

"I have to be 'blind' for the rest of my life?!"

>>46996277
This: >>46996315

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>>46996377
>galaxy
The hell are you talking about?

>>46996377
Wrong series, Cole! This is Kancolle! Not Infinite Stars!

You must have mixed up scripts.

>>46996277
>>We don't know enough yet.

>>46996304
>Hoel on bottom! Come on drawfriends!

>>46996277
>We don't know enough yet.

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"I don't think we know enough yet." You reply simply. "And besides, where do Abyssals get crayons?"

"Might just be a coincidence." Portland sighs. "The message was not particularly specific."

"Well, I suppose that's why we're here, right?" You point out.

"Yeah." Portland nods. "All right, we're almost there. Remember to be POLITE."

"When am I not?" You ask innocently.

"Ugh." Portland rolls her eyes as the two of you approach the shore.

Immediately, you see a pair of people standing on the beach, waving happily. You suppose they were a good first step to start from.

"Hey!" You wave. "Mind if we ask you some questions?"

"Oh, not at all!" The old woman smiles gently. "It's always good to see more shipgirls patrolling our coasts!"

"More?" Portland immediately catches it. "You've seen more like us?"

"Of course!" The old man chuckles. "Couldn't have been more than a few hours ago, in the morning!"

"How many?" You join in the line of questioning.

"Oh, four of them! Cute little buggers they all were!" The old man laughs.

You and Portland look at each other. They were definitely here.

"So, do you know where they went?" Portland asks.

"Up north. Apparently they had business up there." The old woman nods sagely.

"And did you notice anything strange? Or out of place?" You ask.

"Hmmmm, nope. Nothing like that." The old man shakes his head.

"Thanks for the information." Portland bows her head slightly. "But we really have to be going after them-"

"Oh, why not stay a little longer? You poor things look tired and cold!" The old woman tuts. "Some hot soup and cocoa should get you back into tip top shape! Shan't take more than half an hour! How about it?"

"Well..." Portland looks at you uncertainly.

>They seem nice enough. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up.
>No, really have to be going.
>Other

>>46996553
>>They seem nice enough. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up.
We'll at least get to know some of the people we're fighting for.

>>46996553
>>No, really have to be going.

>>46996553
>No, really have to be going.

>>46996553
>>No, really have to be going.

>>46996553
>>They seem nice enough. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up.
I am sure those four are daijobu,

>>46996553
>>No, really have to be going.
Somehow i really reminded to Lovecraft here.
Time to bail.

>>46996553
>>No, really have to be going.

>>46996553
>They seem nice enough. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up.
Old lady must be the crayons supply dealer for Hoppo. If the Fletchers were considered cute by the woman, Hoppo should also be a "cute little bugger" to the woman as well.

>>46996553
>They seem nice enough. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up.
Old couple would definitely look to be the type to support Hoppo regardless of her nature.

>>46996640
it could be Hoppo, it could be recently awakened U-boat shipgirl that still not quite trust USA

>>46996553
>>No, really have to be going.
and then radar scan the whole town just to be sure

>>46996553
>They seem nice enough. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up.

>>46996553
>They seem nice enough. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up.

>>46996607
Don't be silly, anon. This is Canada, not Innsmouth. What could possibly go wrong?

>>46996553
>>They seem nice enough. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up.

>>46996553
>They seem nice enough. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up.
10 bucks for Hoppo or the fletchers to walk in on us having soup and Hoppo's favorite hot chocolate (hence the demand for chocolate on the ransom note)

>>46996696
Globalization, anon. Who say The Old One didn't open global franchise now?

>>46996720
the only difference being the fish folk are replaced with cute abyssalgirls

>>46996553
>"Oh, four of them! Cute little buggers they all were!" The old man laughs.
Fletchers only move in groups of 3, and I know just who the 4th "cute little bugger" is.

>>46996760
They were escorting Anna. Are you saying she isn't cute?

>>46996760
anna?

>>46996775
Anna is cute, but 'bugger' part kinda not fit her.

>>46996785
Anna's friggin' adorable, just drop her in a destroyer outfit and she'd probably fit like in. flat chested carriers and all that.

>>46996553
>They seem nice enough. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up.

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>>46996751
>Shop smart, shop AbyssMart!

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>>46996553
"Well, they seem nice enough." You whisper to Portland. "Might as well. It'll also give Haida a chance to catch up with us."

"I suppose." Portland sighs. "All right."

The both of you step onto the beach, dismissing your rigs as you do so.

"Excellent!" The old lady smiles. "This way! This way!"

The four of you begin walking through the town, which looked absolutely deserted. You ping the place with your radar a few times. No signs of anything suspicious, though you could counted barely a dozen or so people living in the town.

"Seems a bit.. empty." Portland says, voicing what you were thinking.

"Oh, well, this town was already bit on the downslope. All the young 'uns kept leaving for the bigger cities." The old man sighs. "And then the the whole Abyssal troubles cropped up, and made even more people leave! Cowards, all of them! If this were back in my day I'd show them a thing or two!"

"Back in the day?" You wonder.

The old man grins and flexes his arm, which was still surprisingly muscled.

"US Navy! I manned one of the convoy escorts. Even helped shell the beaches of Normandy!"

"Oh wow!" You gasp. "I guess that's why you're being so accommodating to us, huh?"

"Oh no, we just always enjoy guests." The old lady joins in.

The old couple then guides you to a rather humble seaside cottage. Something that would have practically jumped straight out of a movie screen. You both sit at a rather large table while the old couple brings a tray cluttered with round loaves of bread and mugs of steaming hot cocoa.

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>>46996893
"It must have been a long journey all the way up here." The old man speaks up as he slides one of the loaves to you. You open it up and- HOLY SHIT. There was CLAM CHOWDER inside it! They were using BREAD AS A BOWL.

Mind. Blown.

"It wasn't all that long. We were actually flown in here." Portland responds calmly while you were still trying to wrap your head around the idea of breadbowls.

"Ah." The old man nods.

"Anyways, it's nice to see more of Kidd's friends coming up to visit her! I was wondering when the Navy would send her a bit of help!"

The both of you freeze.

"...Kidd?" Portland nearly chokes on her soup.

"Oh yes, she's been patrolling this stretch of coast all by herself!" The old man laughs. "She's a bit of an eccentric one, saying how she's put our whole town under a 'protection racket', and we have to keep paying her protection money!"

"Is that so..." A dark look clouds Portland's face.

"But, she never asks for money!" The old lady giggles. "Always modest things like a few candy bars or a couple of gallons of ice cream. Nothing a quick run to the store can solve!"

"I.... I see." Portland's smiles became ever more forced by the second. "Do you happen to know where Kidd is living right now?"

"Oh, at this old lighthouse further north up the coast. You can't miss it!" The old man nods.

"Well, thank you for the meal." Portland bows politely as she not so gently drags you out of the house.

"W-what are you doing?!" You hiss. "I didn't even finish my hot-"

"Can you stop thinking about food for a second?" Portland hisses. "Kidd isn't on the active naval register, which means..."

"A new shipgirl?!?" You gasp.

"Apparently not a friendly one." Portland frowns. "This is serious, Hoel. We can't have lone shipgirls running around doing as they please. We need to handle this NOW."

>All right, let's get going, then.
>Can't we at least wait for Haida?
>Other