You know what? Screw it.
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If it could have, the Abyssal Light Cruiser would have laughed as her bow sliced through the waves, a Destroyer on either side. Soon, she would be entering a fjord which lead to a small base. Even in the low light, she could see her destination up ahead. Grinning, she imagined the screams from the humans once her and her Destroyers were done, their blood flowing to the sea.
At that thought, a pleased shiver ran up her keel.
Quickly shaking it off, she glanced around for any signs of someone having spotted her, only to see nothing. And there, up ahead, was the fjord in question. On one side was a small, rock covered in bushes. And the other was a rock wall. Ignoring them both, she continued to sail and was soon between them...
Which was when the first explosion happened. One of her Destroyers exploded as it slammed into several mines. She was just about to make a hard turn when her other Destroyer went up from
torpedoes. But from where!? Where the heck did those come from and-
Several minutes later, the last of the remains of the Abyssal sank beneath the waved, her bridge shattered by gunfire and hulled holed by both torpedoes and mines, including one that was tossed onto her deck right at a turret. For a time, there was nothing before a head poked out of the bushes and blinked. On the other side, a female form, the same color and seeming texture of the rocks also moved as both stared at the spot before giving each other a thumbs up. That done, the shipgirl hiding against the cliff seemed to vanish as she stopped moving and the other one sank back down into the bushes, moving slightly away from the corrupted oil slick.
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Yes, that is a thing: