>>48298478
>>So, uh... how about some breakfast?
Can't go molesting people without food in the belly..

>>48298478
>>Jealous~?
Operation Success

>>48298478
>So, uh... how about some breakfast?

>>48298478
>Just so you know, Sweet Pea totally grew a size.

Live, from /tg/, it's Friday night!
This week, Boatgirls gets its early summer CGs holy bajeebers Mamiya is hot

>>48298478
>>Just so you know, Sweet Pea totally grew a size.
It was for medical purposes!

>>48298478
>>Just so you know, Sweet Pea totally grew a size.

>>48298478
>Why aren't you?

>>48298478
>>So, uh... how about some breakfast?

>>48298478
>So, uh... how about some breakfast?
>Just so you know, Sweet Pea totally grew a size.

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>>48298478
>Just so you know, Sweet Pea totally grew a size.

>>48298527
>Momboats being hot
As if that were ever in doubt

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>>48298478
"Just so you know, Sweet Pea totally grew a size." You say blankly, your mind being utterly incapable of coming up with any witty to try and defuse the tension.

"G-grew a size...?" Anna blinks. She then looks down at her OWN chest and you can see her cheeks starting to flush red a bit.

"SO HOW BOUT SOME BREAKFAST?" You bellow loudly to try and change the subject, casually slinging the still unconscious Portland over your shoulder and grabbing Anna by the hand and pulling her along towards the mess.

"H-huh? O-okay!" Anna yelps as she's forcefully pulled along.

"W-what's going on...?" Portland groans as her optics flutter open. She adjusts her glasses which had been knocked loose and sees you carrying her. "Hoel? Why are you carrying me...?"

Oh shit, looks like she didn't remember anything! What do you say?

>Looks like you tripped and fell or something.
>I was totally molesting you.
>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?
>Other

>>48299065
>>I was totally molesting you.

>>48299065
>>I was totally molesting you.
Refuge in Audacity!

>>48299065
>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?

>>48299065
>>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?

>>48299065
>>I was totally molesting you.

>>48299065
>>I was totally molesting you.

I think this means we're married now

>>48299065
>>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?

>>48299065
>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?

>>48299065
>>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?
*phew*... so she doesn't rememeber? woot!

>>48299065
>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?

>>48299065
>>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?

>>48299065
>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?

>>48299065
>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?

>>48299065
>>Guess you could use some coffee, huh?

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>>48299065
"Haha, guess you could use some coffee, huh?" You force a laugh to deflect Portland's suspicions. "Looks like last night's mission really took it out of you!"

"I suppose..." Portland blinks as she slides off your shoulder and gets back on her own two feet, swaying a bit as she regains her balance.

"But weren't you-" Anna starts right before you clamp your hand over her mouth.

"SHE WAS JUST TIRED, ANNA!" You force your laugh even louder to make sure Anna gets the point. Anna just nods silently, her antenna wriggling wildly in surprise.

"I don't get how you destroyers can be so energetic at all hours." Portland groans as she pushes open the door to the mess hall. Inside, it was largely empty, with only a handful of crew and a couple of shipgirls present. At this hour, most of the crew was still asleep or just getting up, so you had the room relatively all to yourself.

However, you did catch sight of the Captain in his own personal little corner, the rest of the crew opting to keep their distance from him.

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised to see him here." Portland notes. "Sometimes I don't think the Captain even sleeps at all.

"Y-yeah, I've never seen him sleep!" Anna adds.

"You're practically always awake, too, Anna." You quip playfully as you ruffle her hair.

"H-hey! That's different!" Anna wails.

You glance back at the Captain, who was casually sipping a cup of coffee as he looked at his tablet. Morning news? Routine reports? Top secret info? You weren't sure. However, you could swear he looked a bit lonely...

>Sit with the Captain.
>Just sit with the other girls.
>Other

>>48299353
>>Sit with the Captain.

>>48299353
>>Sit with the Captain.

>>48299353
>>Sit with the Captain.
HAHA

>>48299353
>>Sit with the Captain.

Woman troubles?

>>48299353
>>Sit with the Captain.

>>48299353
>>Sit with the Captain.

>>48299353
>Sit with the Captain.

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>>48299353
"C'mon, it looks like the Captain needs some company." You grin as you grab your tray of pancakes, bacon, eggs, and coffee. A pretty standard breakfast, honestly. Especially for shipgirls.

"Are you sure? He might want to be left alone." Portland frowns.

"Then why would be eating in here?" You roll your eyes.

"I-I suppose there's nothing wrong with that." Anna nods as she manages to cram five cups of coffee onto her tray in addition to her food.

"Then it's decided!" You grin as you trot over to the Captain's table and plop down on the seat next to him. Anna and Portland sit across.

The Captain, to his credit, doesn't visibly react to your presence. Only a slight shifting of his tired eyes as he counts how many of you there are before taking a sip of coffee.

"Can I help you?" He asks calmly and politely.

>Whatcha reading?
>Sad that North Carolina ain't here?
>Are we there yet?
>Other

>>48299796
>Whatcha reading?

>>48299796
>>Are we there yet?

>>48299796
>>Whatcha reading?

>>48299796
>Whatcha reading?

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>>48299796
>>Whatcha reading?
Time for bad advice that only a teenage girl with no experience in being in a relationship can give?

"But her these to try out!"

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HOEL IS BEAUTIFUL

>>48299796
>>Whatcha reading?

>>48299796
>>Whatcha reading?

>>48299796
>>Other
Nope. You just looked like you wanted company.

>>48299857
At least it isn't just VERY THIN negligee that has 'cut outs' for her boobs.

>>48299861
Woel is beautiful

>>48299796
>>Whatcha reading?

>>48299857
>>48299921
What do you give to a ship girl in the first place?

Aside from a ring.

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>>48299796
"Sooooooo, watcha reading?" You bounce up and down eagerly as you chew on a strip of bacon. "Important stuff?"

"Indeed, I'm reading some sensitive material." The Captain sighs, angling is tablet a bit so you can't really see the screen from where you are.

"Oh! Oh! New orders from the Admiral?" Anna's antenna perks up.

"Intel reports of enemy strength?" Portland probes.

Heh, looks like those two girls were suckers for gossip, too.

"Lover letters from North Carolinaaaaa~?" You tease.

"No comment." The Captain coolly sips from his coffee mug again.

Damn the Captain was smooth. As expected of of the man whose job was to deal with shipgirls all day.

>Try to take a peek!
>Just do some small talk, instead.
>Other

>>48300128
>>Try to take a peek!

>>48300128
>Try to take a peek!

>>48300128
>>Try to take a peek!

>>48300128
>>Just do some small talk, instead.

>>48300128
>>Just do some small talk, instead.

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Shhhhh

>>48300128
>>Try to take a peek!

>>48300128
>Try to take a peek!

>>48300128
>Just do some small talk, instead.

>>48300128
>>Just do some small talk, instead.

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>>48300166
Remove abyssal!

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>>48300270
You can't kill the Messiah.

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>>48300281
But you can give them a really shitty ending

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>>48300128
Well, there wasn't any harm in trying to take a peek, right? Right?

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>48300380
ABYSS GUIDE MY DICE

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>48300380
Here comes the Spoop

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>48300380

>>48300383
Is it a buyer's catalogue for gifts?

>>48300383
Praise the Abyss.

>>48300383
THE ABYSS LISTENS AND ANSWERS YOUR CALL!

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>>48300383
The Abyss answers!

>>48300415
Jewellery? Fine wine? Clothes?

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>>48300380
Your quick destroyer reflexes manage to beat the Captain's, and you tilt your head forward before he has the chance to pull the tablet away, and you manage to catch that he's reading an email. Your optics flash as they glean in all of the text in the few seconds you're able to maintain contact. You couldn't analyze all of the words, but you understand just enough.

It was an e-mail from North Carolina, reporting the status of things going on in the Pacific. Like the Captain, it was very in depth and detail oriented, basically describing the day to day operations of the entire theater of operations.

But the pure gold was just a couple of lines near the bottom of letter.

"You're really missed here. When are you coming back?"

Oooooooooh.

The Captain shoots you a discouraging look, while Anna and Portland lean in with deep interest, apparently wanting to know what you saw.

>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.
>Dohohoho, North Carolina misses you~?
>Other

>>48300624
>>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.

>>48300624
>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.

>>48300624
>>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.

>>48300624
>Dohohoho, North Carolina misses you~?

>>48300624
>>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.

>>48300624
>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.

>>48300624
>>Dohohoho, North Carolina misses you~?

"So what'cha do to her to make her miss you?"

>>48300624
>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.
>But it looks really important. You should probably think over all of it, yeah?

>>48300624
>>Dohohoho, North Carolina misses you~?

>>48300624
>Dohohoho, North Carolina misses you~?

>>48300624
>>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.

>>48300624
>>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.
I'd rather NOT aggravate the Captain more thank you very much. Let the man have his peace and quiet.

>>48300624
>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.

>>48300624
>>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.
>>Other
Conspiratorial wink

>>48300624
>>Your reading material is SUPER BORING.

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>>48300624
"Man, your material is SUPER BORING." You frown as you lean back in your chair and take a fresh sip from your coffee cup before cramming a slice of pancake down your mouth. "Makes me almost wanna go to sleep again!"

Anna and Portland then lean back in response. Anna's antenna droops and Portland haughtily adjusts her glasses as if to pretend she wasn't interested in the first place.

The Captain gives you a slightly surprised look, and you just give in a playful wink. He just slightly shakes his head in response.

"So Captain, when are we gonna reach the Falklands?!" Anna squeals in anticipation. "I can't wait to meet some Royal Navy ships!"

"I've heard they're very professional." Portland nods in agreement. "Actually, what is the force composition of the RN detachment?"

"Their shipgirl force mainly consists of carriers and cruisers. A few conventional ships and submarines round out the fleet, with some ground based planes and shore artillery for defense." The Captain explains, glad the subject has been changed. "Most of the the Royal Navy assets shipgirls are in the North Atlantic. The forces here are mainly just a defensive holding force."

"Part of the 'North First' strategy?" Portland raises an eyebrow.

"O-oh, like Germany First back in the War?" Anna blinks.

"That's the idea." The Captain nods. "Since most of the world's navies are based in the northern hemisphere, naturally the north has to be secured first, so that's where the priority is."

>Makes sense.
>That sounds like a dickish thing to do.
>Other

>>48300975
>Makes sense.

>>48300975
>Makes sense.

>>48300975
>>Makes sense.

>>48300975
>Makes sense.

>>48300975
>>Makes sense.

>>48300975
>That sounds like a dickish thing to do.

>>48300975
>>Makes sense.

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>>48300975
"Makes sense, I guess." You sigh as you finally finish your breakfast. Anna and Portland seem to be finishing up, too, though the Captain has practically not touched his at all.

"You going to have any of that bacon?" You ask, your bottomless stomach still growling.

"Yes. Eventually." The Captain grunts. "However, since you three are up so early, I was wondering if you'd like to participate in a little mission."

"What kind of mission?" You blink. Anna and Portland also immediately perk up.

"We've been trying to contact the Falklands garrison, but we've been having trouble getting through to them." The Captain explains.

"Trouble?" Portland narrows her eyes.

"No." He shakes his head. "Due to the close proximity to the Storm Wall, long range radio communications are regularly disrupted. More of a nuisance, really."

"W-well I can help!" Anna proudly proclaims, her antenna shooting straight up.

"Exactly." The Captain nods. "It's not critical, but I think it'd be a help if Anna could move ahead and act as a relay to break through the interference. I'd like to get at sitrep from the Falklands garrison before we dock."

"And she obviously needs escorts..." You continue.

"Are you up for it?" The Captain asks. "If not, I can scrub the mission and and we'll wait till we can get closer for shortwave comms."

You look at Portland and Anna. Anna is absolutely giddy while Portland was more neutral.

>Sure, let's go!
>I'd rather get some rest before we get there.
>Other

>>48301256
>>Sure, let's go!

>>48301256
>>Sure, let's go!

>>48301256
>Sure, let's go!

>>48301256
>>Sure, let's go!
Gotta protect best comms ship, after all.

Also, Destroyer Dad never because planefag hasn't had a thread in a month?

>>48301256
>>Sure, let's go!

>>48301302
Why hasn't Planefag run in a month Kant-O-Celle anyway?

>>48301334
It's probably suffering the same fate as SWQ and AWIY. Honestly, I got kinda lost in the story anyway since it became 90% military terminology. Was only sticking around in threads Ctrl+F MercCommand and hoping that he'd post DD.

>>48301256
>>Sure, let's go!

>>48301334
Something to do with that massive piece Ghost was writing for it needing to be done before he could continue, IIRC.

Given we were supposed to be looking at a bunch of emails per last update, I'm guessing Ghost's stuff is related to the content of those emails.

>>48301256
>Sure, let's go!

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>>48301420
>Waiting an entire month for a different writer to make their own content before continuing the story

>>48301256
>Sure, let's go!

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>>48301256
"Sure! Let's go!" You grin enthusiastically.

"All right. I'll prepare an Osprey on the flight deck to take you to the predetermined point." The Captain nods and he winces as the rising sun has finally reached a position where the light is shining directly into his face. "It's a routine mission so you just need your standard loudout. I believe the maintenance crews have already restored your Rigs to their previous configurations."

"Huh?" Anna blinks in confusion.

"Just testing some new equipment." The Captain explains without missing a beat. He was good at keeping his cool. "You all better get going now."

"Yes sir!" The three of you chime as you stand up from your seats and march out of the mess hall. However, as you head for the exit, you can feel the Tarawa shifting under your feet, as if she were making a sudden maneuver. You then turn back to see the Captain still sitting casually at his table, the sun now how of his face.

You just look at him curiously and he calmly looks back.

"Something the matter, Hoel?"

"N-nothing, sir." You shake your head as you march out.

---
(cont)

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>>48301560

"Bye! Thanks a lot!" Anna waves happily to the Osprey as it pulls away to return to the Tarawa, leaving you, Anna, and Portland at a halfway between the fleet and the Falklands. In the distance, your optics could just barely pick out the outline of the islands jutting out from the horizon.

"Hello? Hello? Does anybody read?" Anna asks, her voice buzzing inside your internal radio sets.

"This is Tarawa Actual, we read you loud and clear." The Tarawa's bridge crew replies.

"A-all right!" Anna makes a happy fist pump, as if she had accomplished something great. "O-okay, time to contact the other side! Falklands Actual, do you read me?"

No response.

"Hmmmm, I guess we just need to get closer!" Anna says, not put off at all. "Can't stop the signal!"

You eye the waters between you and the islands. Didn't really seem to be anything wrong, other than being completely barren.

>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.
>Just stick close to Anna and Portland.
>Other

>>48301571
>>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.

You have to wonder if shipgirls ever get cold considering some of the outfits they wear. Thank god we don't have to stay in the North or South Poles.

>>48301571
>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.
If there's nothing wrong, we lose nothing by being a little apart from them.

If there's something wrong, we'll be glad we moved up to take the brunt of it.

>>48301571

>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.

>>48301560
You sly Bastard Captain, you!
>>48301571
>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.

>>48301571
>>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.

>>48301571
>>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.
Always split the party!

>>48301571
>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.

>>48301571
>>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.

RIP east coast life

>>48301571
>>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.
We have Radar, lets do this.

>>48301571
>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.

>captain ordered a course change to keep the sun out of his face
Gah, I wish I could remember where I heard that story before.

>>48301571
>Maybe you should move ahead to screen. Just in case.
I don't like the looks of this.

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>>48301589
One of the many mysteries of the shipgirl, anon.

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>>48301651
/k/ stands ready, always.

>>48301739
Hilarious and brilliant read.

>>48301739
Yeah, that's the one. Thanks.

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>>48301589
Maybe they just run their boilers hotter. Anna would probably no longer overheat so much and get used as a mobile heater

>>48301739
This is lovely.

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>>48301571
"Well I'm going on ahead!" You grin as you fire your boilers and pick up speed.

"B-be careful, Hoel!" Anna cries out.

"Since when am I not?" You chuckle as you give Anna and Portland a little wave.

"W-well, I don't see anything on radar, so just watch out for submarines!" Anna warns.

"Yeah yeah, I'll keep an eye out." You assure her and point to your radar mast jutting out of your Rig. "And I got good radar too!"


"Y-yeah!" Anna blushes a bit.

"If you see something, try not to engage it on your own." Portland instructs.

"I'll be sure to leave a couple for you, Sweet Pea!" You grin as you start gaining distance between yourself and the others.

Well, nothing in visual range. Might as well have a go with your radar and sonar.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>48301816
Nat 1 incoming!

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>48301816
Abyss help me!

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>48301816

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>48301816

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>48301816

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>48301816

Welp, we fucked.

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>>48301822
>>48301821
Blind as a fucking bat apparently

>>48301820
>>48301821
>>48301822
I don't think the abyss wants to help us in ways that we want to be helped.

>>48301818
You were right about the nat 1... just not your own roll

>>48301821
Here comes the snow! (Really, this time)
"Can't see for shit, here!"

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>>48301818
You got that nat1 you wanted.

WAIT! WE HAVE SAVE POINTS FROM THE NAT-20S FOR THIS RIGHT?!

>>48301880
Yes.

>>48301880
3 of them

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>>48301821
>>48301822
PRAISE THE ABYSS

we have what, 2 fate points?

>>48301906
3

>>48301880
Yes... but I'm kind of interested to see what will result from the nat 1.

Are we going to get molested by lewd abyssal ships as we get lost in the fog?

We need to burn more fate points. Get some tension

>>48301925
Or we could, not use a fate point

If we have fate points, then aren't these the kind of situations that they were saved for?

>>48301988
We use them for life threatening stuff, or serious shit. This scouting run could lead to anything good or bad.

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>>48301821
WELP

It looks like you've just rolled a 1! Would you like to use a FATE POINT to negate it?

You currently have 3 points!

>Y
>N

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>>48301999
>>N

>>48301999
>>N

>>48301999
>Y

>>48301999
>>N

>>48301999
>>Y

>>48301999
>>Y

>>48301999
>Y

>>48301999
>Y

>>48301999
>N

>>48301999
N

I want to see what happens

>>48301999
>>Y

>>48301452
Well, this is the same guy who came up with Strikers '89 we're waiting for. Can you really complain that he's coming up with something big?

>>48301999
>Y
come on come on

>>48301999
N

>>48301999
>Y
don't want anything happening to anna

>>48301999
>>Y
still have 2 after this

>>48301999
>N

>>48301999
>Y

>>48301999
>>Y

>>48301999
>Y

>>48301999
>>Y

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>>48301999
>FATE POINT USED
>2 points remain

You ping the water with your sonar and the air with your radar, searching for any potential threats. You thankfully don't see anything in the air, but you do pick up faint contacts moving around in the water. At first you think it's a school of fish, but as you progress farther you can start picking out distinct shapes moving about. You... you remember this signature before, from Midway. Abyssal submarines prowling the water. And it didn't look like they were waiting in ambush, either. You counted at least four, zigzagging back and forth along the ocean floor. Were they looking for something?

However, your sonar did have the double edged sword of allowing the Abyssals to notice your presence as well. Almost immediately they turn south and speed away as fast as they could. Looks like they weren't looking to pick a fight with you.

But if that was the case what were they doing here in the first place?

"Hoel, is something wrong?" Portland asks.

"Caught some Abyssal subs in the water, but they fled the moment I pinged them." You report. "Should I go after them?"

"That's up to you. You're best equipped to handle subs, after all." Portland points out.

Another ping shows that there don't appear to be any additional subs in Anna and Portland's immediate vicinity. At least none you can see.

>Something's fishy. You better go investigate.
>They're not an immediate threat. No sense chasing them.
>Other

>>48302190
>Something's fishy. You better go investigate.

>>48302190
>>Something's fishy. You better go investigate.

Subs are always fishy. Especially their inside smells.

>>48302190
>>Something's fishy. You better go investigate.

>>48302190
>>Something's fishy. You better go investigate.
poi

>>48302190
>>Something's fishy. You better go investigate.

>>48302190
>>Something's fishy. You better go investigate.

>>48302190
>They're not an immediate threat. No sense chasing them.

>>48302190
>>>Something's fishy. You better go investigate.

>>48302190
>Other
Ask Anna to scan the frequencies for any suspicious radio traffic. If the subs are reporting the contact, Anna might be able to find one of them through HF/DF.

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>>48302190
Something was fishy. Those subs looked like they were hunting something. Given the unplanned nature of your operation, they couldn't have been gunning for you or Anna. Was there something else valuable in this area that would interest them? You look around, but only find open ocean and few large rocky outcroppings jutting from the water.

Odd.

"Sweet Pea, I'm going to go investigate what's going on. Anna, are you picking up anything on the set?"

"N-nothing!" Frustration begins to creep into Anna's voice. "It's like, it's like there's this big wall of interference between us and the islands!"

"Could it be something near us generating that interference?" Portland asks.

"M-maybe." Anna concedes. "I think if I can get closer, I can home in on what's causing it all! I won't let them stop the signal!"

>Sounds like you could use Anna's help
>Tell Anna to stay back.
>Other

You continue the hound the fleeing subs.

>>48302326
>>Sounds like you could use Anna's help

>>48302326
>Sounds like you could use Anna's help

>>48302326
>Sounds like you could use Anna's help

>>48302326
>>Sounds like you could use Anna's help

>>48302326
>Sounds like you could use Anna's help

>>48302326
>>Sounds like you could use Anna's help

>>48302326
>>Sounds like you could use Anna's help

>>48302326
>Tell Anna to stay back.

She's got no ASW.

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>>48302326
"All right, Anna, come on up then." You encourage her.

"I hope you know what you're doing, Hoel." Portland says cautiously.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine!" You assure her. "Anna, you get anything yet?"

"Homing in... let me isolate it..." Anna mumbles, her antenna now spinning around in circles before straightening out. "O-oh! The source isn't too far from you! Just a couple kilometers southwest!"

You turn to see a rather large rock jutting out of the ocean. It wasn't too big, at least not enough to support any sort of life, but it was large enough you could hide a reasonably sized Abyssal behind it. Maybe that's where it was hiding.

However, the subs were falling back to the southeast. You figure that they're trying to lead you away from the juicer target, but you couldn't just leave a group of subs to escape and disperse into the ocean. They might double back to try and ambush you, or worse, the rest of the fleet.

Maybe you could ask Portland to go take care of it, but then that would leave Anna without escort...

>Leave the subs and go for the source.
>Have Portland handle the source while you escort Anna.
>Chase the subs while Portland attacks the source.
>Other

>>48302512
>Leave the subs and go for the source.

>>48302512
>Have Portland handle the source while you escort Anna.

>>48302512
>Have Portland handle the source while you escort Anna.

>>48302512
>Have Portland handle the source while you escort Anna.

>>48302512
>Have Portland handle the source while you escort Anna.

>>48302512
>>Have Portland handle the source while you escort Anna.

>>48302512
>>Have Portland handle the source while you escort Anna.

>>48302512
>>Leave the subs and go for the source.

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Rolled 6, 19, 14, 6 = 45 (4d20)

>>48302512
"Sweet Pea, tag team!" You say as you pull a sharp 180 degree turn and head back to Anna and Portland's position. "I'll escort Anna while you handle that interference source!"

"If you say so." Portland nods as she fires up her engines. "Keep an eye on her."

"Of course!" You grin.

Portland nods as her heavy gun turrets swivel around into combat positions. She then sails off towards the rocks while you hang back with Anna.

"Y-you think she'll be okay?" Anna frowns.

"Ah, Sweet Pea can handle anything!" You assure her.

"W-what about the submarines?" Anna's visibly sweating.

"I'll keep em away from ya!" You pat Anna on the shoulder. "Trust me!"

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>48302655

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>48302655

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>48302655
Nat 1 incoming, again!

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>>48302675
Uh oh!

That 9 isn't quite high enough to beat two of the rolls! Would you like to use a FATE POINT to chance a reroll?

You currently have 2 points!

>Y
>N

>>48302695
>Y
Protecting Anna is good.

>>48302695
>Y

>>48302695
>>Y
inb4 reroll is just as bad

>>48302695
>Y

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>48302695
>Y

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>>48302695
>FATE POINT USED
>You have 1 point remaining

All right, it's REROLLING TIME!

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>48302788
ALLAHU ACKBAR

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>48302788

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>48302788

>>48302812
Nice~

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>>48302812
WELL

You want to bank that crit for a FATE POINT?

You currently have 1 point!

>Y
>N

>>48302837
>Y

>>48302837
>Y

>>48302837
>N

>>48302837
>Y

Use fate point, get fate point. Not bad.

>>48302837
>Y

>>48302837
>>Y

>>48302837
>N

>>48302837
>Y

>>48302837
>>N

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>>48302837
>FATE POINT GAINED
>You have 2 points

Almost immediately, the four subs you had previously been chasing pounce the moment Portland is out of range, rising to the surface and spewing torpedoes at you and Anna.

"H-hoel!" Anna whimpers.

"Watch out!" You yell as you push her out of the line of fire while you move your feet desperately to weave between the torpedoes. The subs then quickly attempt to follow up their attack with melee attacks, their withered, pale arms reaching out to grab you.

"Get the fuuuuuck away!" You grimace as you launch depth charges at the approaching subs. The two leading subs are engulfed in a net of explosions that tear them to pieces and sent oil slicked columns of water bursting into the air.

However, one of the subs manages to sneak under and grabs you ankle, attempting to drag you under the water. Thankfully, you're faster and jam your 5-inch cannon right into the sub's eye before pulling the trigger.

That three subs accounted for. But where was the fourth?!

You whip around when you hear Anna scream, and see her pumping 5-inch shells into the shredded corpse of the fourth sub. Apparently it had attempted to sneak up on Anna but she fortunately managed to catch it before it could catch her.

"Aaaaaaah!" Anna squeals as she keeps pumping shells into the long dead sub, her eyes shut in terror.

"Anna! Anna!" You grab her arm to get her to stop firing. "It's okay! You got it!"

"I-I did?" Anna's eyes snap open and she sees her handiwork. "I did!"

"Hoel, Anna, you two okay?" Portland asks.

"Yeah, we fought off a few subs, but we're intact." You grumble. "What's up?"

"We... have some visitors." Portland announces. "You better come here straight away."

(cont)

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>>48303033
"Huh, all right." You frown as you skate over to the rocks with Anna.

And there, you see Portland certainly wasn't alone. You see what appears to be a heavily modified Wa-class transport, surrounded by the corpses of slain destroyers and light cruisers. And standing next to Portland was another cruiser that you didn't recognize, though she was wearing a pretty fancy uniform, and had bright red hair nestled snugly under an officer's cap.

"I didn't expect to see you Yanks here this soon." The British cruiser smiles. "But you're help is greatly appreciated."

"Thanks, um..." You pause when you remember you don't even know her name.

"Oh, my apologies! HMS Dorsetshire, at your service!" The British ship does a little curtsy. "To think I'd meet one of the famous Taffy 3 out here!"

>You know me?
>Should I know you?
>Oh! I heard of you, too!
>Other

>>48303040
>You know me?

>>48303040
>>Oh! I heard of you, too!

>>48303040
>Oh! I heard of you, too!

>>48303040
>>Oh! I heard of you, too!

>>48303040
>>Oh! I heard of you, too!

>>48303040
>>Oh! I heard of you, too!

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>>48303040
"Oh! I heard of you, too!" You blink. "You were one of those British cruisers going around hunting German ships like Bismark during the War, right?"

"That's quite correct." Dorsetshire confirms with a smile. "However, I'm afraid we'll have to put small talk on hold for a moment. We need to decide what to do with this little troublemaker here."

The British cruiser then points to the Wa-class.

"It's been playing merry hell with our communications for a past few weeks. Do you mind helping me cart this back to my base for study? I was thinking of just sinking it here since it'd be dangerous to try to carry it back myself, but since you three are here..."

>Of course we'll help!
>I think we're better off just sinking this thing.
>Other

>>48303159
>Of course we'll help!
Do we get prize money? If so, Kidd will be so jealous.

>>48303159
>Of course we'll help!

>>48303159
>>Of course we'll help!
Poke the tummy!

>>48303159
>Of course we'll help!
>inb4 Vahlen is there and already has the scalpels out

>>48303159
>>I think we're better off just sinking this thing.
DONT GIVE VAHLEN SHIT YOU NIMRODS

>>48303181
It's not sentient, don't really care.

>>48303159
>Of course we'll help!

>>48303159
>>I think we're better off just sinking this thing.

>>48303159
>>I think we're better off just sinking this thing.

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>>48303159
"Of course we'll help!" You grin.

"Excellent!" Dorsetshire smiles as she loops a tow line around the Wa-class, which sort of sits and does nothing to defend itself. Yeah, you forget these things weren't too smart.

"Just keep an eye out and I'll handle the heavy lifting!" Dorsetshire smiles brightly. "Unfortunately, since we're dragging this thing with us we won't be able to radio ahead, so just be careful not to shoot any of my girls if they approach."

"We'll keep that in mind." Portland nods.

"H-here, let me help!" Anna stammers as she grips the tow line as well. "S-since my comms won't work with this thing nearby I might as well help with the tow!"

"Why, thank you!" Dorsetshire's bright smile becomes a little brighter. "All right then, off we go!"

As your impromptu little squadron heads out towards the islands in the distance, you can hear Dorsetshire start to hum a little song to herself, with Anna humming along with her.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wy1b-6e615w

Huh that was pretty catchy. Dorsie here didn't seem all that bad. You wonder what Dorsie's comrades were like...

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week, and don't forget Infinite Stars on Saturday!

>>48303282
Thanks for running Merc.

>>48303282
Great thread.

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>>48303282
Cheers mate!

>>48301420
>>48301334
>>48301302
>Something to do with that massive piece Ghost was writing for it needing to be done before he could continue, IIRC.
>
>Given we were supposed to be looking at a bunch of emails per last update, I'm guessing Ghost's stuff is related to the content of those emails.


This is one reason why you shouldn't allow writefags for your quest's setting.

>>48303282
Did you finish destroyer dad and are just waiting (forever) for the next thread?

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>>48303356
Kinda. I've been procrastinating on finishing it up due to lack of threads, though.

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>>48303282
Thanks for running, Merc!

Those feels.

>>48303365
Thanks for writing!