Not quite spaceshipgirls, but a little something between the two points full of feels...
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Wash sat on a rock poking the fire that was merrily crackling in front of them. The kettle that hung over the fire began whistling before Kirishima reached out and grabbed it, pouring the scalding water into two cups. One being tea and the other coffee, which even after all these years she wrinkled her nose at. Handing over the coffee to Wash who took it with a smile, Kirishima let out a smile as she looked at the nearly gone sun. "Beautiful..."
Her own expression thoughtful, Wash stroked her cup in her hands. "It is actually." Taking a sip, she continued. "Gale... told us both that the desert was beautiful in it's own way..."
Gently, Kirishima reached out and grasped her hand. "She did, and now we can see it for our own eyes." Two glints in the fading light drew Kirishima's attention to the ring on her finger and the pendent around Wash's neck, a similar one around hers which allowed the two to leave the sea well behind nowadays. Suddenly, Wash began to chuckle a bit as she continued to stare out into the gathering evening which caused the Japanese battleship to tilt her head a bit. "And what's so funny?"
Blinking, Wash turned toward her with one of the true smiles that have been slowly coming back more and more. "It's odd but... I was just remembering all those years ago. Remember when Gale shot you with those paintball guns?"
A twinkle in her eyes, Kirishima smiled with a hum. "I remember... I was quite impressed with Gale's abilities." Getting a snort, Kirishima gave the other battleship a look of mock indignation. "I was!"
Once more snorting, Wash grinned at her. "Like hell you were just 'Impressed' with her." That got her a return smile. Then Wash sighed a bit. "Of course, then you had to hound Gale for the story about how she got so good at sneaking around at night."
Now giggling as she remembered, Kirishima put her tea down and held one sleeve in front of her face, "Who would have thought that our Gale would have had a misbegotten childhood. Her and her friends when teens sneaking into abandoned buildings at night to use them for paintball fights."
Laughing, Wash shook her head a bit. "Her face was so damn red at admitting that when she was a teen they were pretty much breaking the law for fun. I can almost imagine her as a teen in her paintball clothes running through a old school or something and having a night battle with her fellow kids. Just laughing as they shot each other..."
When she heard Wash trail off, Kirishima turned toward her and noticed that there was a tear running down her cheek. "Wash-chan?"
As she swallowed, Wash reached up and wiped away the tear even as others joined it, the cup of coffee off to the side. "Dammit... I miss her so fucking much... Goddammit, Gale why did time take you away...? You should be here with us..."
Reaching out, Kirishima pulled the now sobbing Kenmusu into her arms, laying Wash's head against her chest as she simply held it. Tears in her own eyes, Kirishima kissed Wash on top of her head. "I know... but at least it was peaceful and that's why we're here, to honor her memory, right? And to remember all the good times..." Gently, Kirishima used her thumb to wipe away the tears that stained Wash's cheeks. "She wouldn't want either of us sad, Wash-chan. And remember, Gale-chan is probably watching over us and even if she can't, we both know there's something hereafter and she's waiting for whenever it is we join her..."
There was a slight choking sound from Wash as she tried to smile through her tears. "Though Gale would probably kick both our asses if we joined her for a damn stupid reason though and didn't live as long as we could."
Once more with a smile, Kirishima nodded. "That sounds like our Gale-chan.." She then glanced at her small wrist computer, in particular the deactivated holographic projector on it. "Though it seems that she'll be honored in a different way soon enough..."
Still sniffling, Wash sucked in a breath. "Oh?"
Nodding, Kirishima looked up as the stars slowly grew more and more in number in the clear night sky, several large lights travelling across the heavens above. "Remember that new space Battlecruiser class that they're building?" Getting a nod, the Japanese Kanmusu continued. "They're naming the first of the class after her."
A smile split across Wash's face. "I'm glad... She would be so happy and proud to have a ship named after her..."
For a moment, Kirishima was thoughtful before she shook her head. 'I wonder what the future shipgirl from it will be like...'