Omake: One Day Part 1
As though securing supplies for Shinano was the only thing Albacore got up to.
While "shopping" in Akhibura, Albacore makes a new friend.
It was a sub's heaven. After all the hard work securing Admiral Goto's requested items for Shinano, it was nice for Albacore to have a chance to relax. Her activities with Shinano had been a wonderful practice run but Akhibura was the perfect place to really test her skills. She stepped out of the military transport, offering a grateful wave to the driver before turning to face the building she was dropped off at. A massive shopping mall complex. She rubbed her hands together. Oh this was going to be fun!
3 toy stores and 2 candy shops later, Albacore found herself entering the model section of the mall. She was happily sucking away at her "borrowed" lollipop as she browsed the isles. Ever since the world found out about the existence of kanmusu the sales for these things had gone through the roof, particularly for ships of some historical significance and somewhat not historical as well. So Albacore was quite surprised to see that models of a certain all-black galleon were still present. Mind you, there was only one left and it was in the largest size which made snatching it all the more difficult. But Albacore's hands twitched with longing.
"I do hope for your sake you're actually going to buy that trinket, darling."
Albacore whirled around at said voice, seeing another kanmusu standing there. She was leaning against the wall, one hand resting on the left leg of her blue jeans the other curled under her chin as she gazed at the sub in a thoughtful manner. A white laced blouse and a pair of heeled riding boots completed the picture. The bangs of her light blonde hair was partially held back with a pin, the rest free to fall about her shoulders. A pair of sparkling emerald eyes completed the picture. Albacore could also see her true form. A three masted Dutch-fluyt, swift and heavily armed. But no match for her in a battle.
"Shut your mouth sub or you'll catch bugs in it." She laughed, and held out a hand. "Call me Fly."
"USS Albacore SS-218, call me Albie." Albacore replied, shaking on it.
"Albie it is then." As Fly let go, her other hand came up and ruffled her fauxet. She squawked but the headpatts were nice.
"So admiring the merchandise eh?"
"Just a bit." Albacore admitted.
Fly sighed. "Hand it over." She ordered.
"Wha-?"
"The model set that you have hidden in your pocket. Don't deny it."
Somewhat impressed she had caught that, Albacore sighed and did she was told, pressing the kit into Fly's hand. "Thank you." The Dutch ship sighed. "It's my first time ashore in quite some time and I'd hate for my one day's shore leave to be ruined by some subthief's underhanded trickery."
"I swear to behave myself then." Albacore promised.
"Then can you be a lady and show me around lass. I've never been to Akhibura before."
"Neither have I." Albacore replied.
"Then I guess we'll just have to explore together. Two's better they one they say." She said.
"Aye." Albacore agreed.
Fly offered her hand and Albacore took it, admiring the jewel encrusted rings on three of the fingers. "Don't even think about taking those." Her companion warned without looking down at her.
Despite herself, Albacore shuddered. She was good, she decided. Very good. Her knowledge of where and how the inner subthief would strike suggested she knew a thing or two about such things herself. Maybe with just a little bit of sway, she could, well... Old habits die hard you know.
The two browsed the endless shelves. Albacore turned from her selection of workout gear to see Fly pick out a Star Wars saber from a bucket. She turned it over in her hands, utterly fascinated. She jumped, dropping the weapon in surprise as the blade came out, lighting up. Albacore chuckled. She hesitantly bent down and picked it up again, waving it in front of her as though it was a real sword.
"It's called a lightsaber." Albacore offered. "Though nothing like the real thing it makes for great cosplay."
"What's it based on?" Fly asked.
"A wonderful series known as Star Wars."
Fly's look of confusion only deepened and Albacore pitied her all the more. Good thing momboat New Jersey was having a Star Wars marathon tonight. Speaking of, Albacore grinned. "You need to come back to base with me. We can explore more there and I don't know about you but I'm ready for some grub."
Fly grunted. "Sure that's a good idea lass?" She asked. "When I said I've been away for a while I didn't mean just as a "kanmusu" you call it? Your Admiral doesn't know who I am."
"He won't mind, I'm sure of it." Albacore grinned and Fly thanked Calypso that submarines had no sense of right or wrong. At least she knew Albacore wouldn't turn her in to Admiral Goto for being suspicious.
Another round through the shops and this time all the items taken were paid for. Albacore had no money so Fly offered to pick up the tab. The fluyt came up to the registrar with an armful of trinkets ranging from model sets to Star Wars toy figurines. "Everything on me." She told the cashier.
He began ringing the items up. "Will that be all today ma'am?" He asked.
"I believe so. Albie?"
"I'm good." The sub chirped beside her.
"Yep, that's all lad."
"Then it'll be $450.90."
That was more money than Albacore could make in a week but Fly merely sighed and reached into her pocket, pulling out a single gold coin. She tossed it to him. "Ma'am, I hardly think this is..."
Fly leaned over, a dark aura surrounding her. "It'll suffice and you will let us go with this merchandise, savvy?"
"Y-yes ma'am. H-here you are ma'am." He handed her the goods, wrapped in shopping bags.
"Thanks mate, come along Albie!" Fly called, already walking towards the door. Albacore half-skipped, half-ran to keep up.