Belated Battleships (KanColle) [REHOST]
- Thread starter theJMPer
- Start date
ijnfleetadmiral
CinC Rengo Kanmusutai
- Location
- Admiral's Bridge, HIJMS Kongo
Update for Summer Event...we can confirm 5 ships to be released:
1) British BB Nelson or Rodney
2) Swedish CL Gotland
3) Japanese CVE Shinyo
and two unknown ships.
1) British BB Nelson or Rodney
2) Swedish CL Gotland
3) Japanese CVE Shinyo
and two unknown ships.
Axslashel
I am a pessimist not a realist.
- Location
- Land of the Midnight Sun
Hmm, the other Scharnhorst. This will be interesting.
- Location
- australia
PLEASE let Rodney have those broadside torps- I can't clearly remember if it was her or Nelson who still had them, but they got the only B.B. on B.B. torp hit in history, dammit!
It was Rodney.
- Location
- Canada
Omake: A Certain Lady
Old Iron
Admiral Unfun
- Location
- The Southwestern Deadlands of America
* * * * *
Arizona allowed herself to stare up at the ceiling of the docks, a feeling of renewal washing over her along with a strength and vigor she hadn't experienced in over three-quarters of a century. There was an eagerness running rampant through her crew that she shared. They wanted so badly to see just how far they could push her systems. And she would more than welcomed the challenge. A challenge denied to her the last time she'd worn her steel as such.
She reached upwards, feeling muscle, cable, and steel stretching to accommodate their rebuilt mountings. A smile grew as she made a fist that held far more might than she'd ever held before. Her guns would sing a song like no other to the Abyss and they would know regret.
Her gaze fell from the rafters and lights of the ceiling and to her outstretched arm.
Surprise would have drawn a gasp, but she remained silent as she traced the lines of scar tissue down the outstretched limb. They were different now. Fewer in number and reduced in severity, but more... solid. As though the marks painted onto her were being washed away to leave behind what truly belonged to her.
Part of her mind considered it to be rather fascinating. Yet another mark to how unusual she was as a shipgirl. Less now than before, but still not quite what would pass as normal. Assuming she would ever dare claim there was such a thing as a normal shipgirl.
Another part of her mind told her she aught to stop ogling herself and get out of the water. It was far more fun to do so in front of a mirror. A full length one where she could see everything.
Maddie was promptly tossed into the brig of her mind.
"I daresay she's going to be far more trouble now than before..."
"Oh? Who's going to be trouble?" A voice chimed in. "Can't be me. I'm no trouble at all. Nope."
Arizona blinked.
She knew that voice.
"Welcome back, sleepyhead," chimed Hiei with what she could only describe as an audible smile. "You broke the standing record for longest refit. So, congratulations!"
"Is that something to be congratulated for?" asked Arizona as she pulled herself to her feet. Each motion gave a sliver of resistance, but ultimately faded as her body settled in. She would definitely need to go out for a trial run to get all the kinks out. And it would feel nice to stretch her legs again. "Is Akashi about?"
Hiei waved her hand and tossed a towel to Arizona. "Nah. She has other fish to fry. Literally and figuratively. It's almost dinnertime after all. She did tell me if you woke up that you were free to go."
"Hmm... I am rather hungry, now that you mention it." The raging of her empty bunkers and ammo stores was quite hard to ignore. It wasn't the debilitating pain she had heard New Jersey and Washington had suffered through, but it was certainly not something she would tolerate any longer than need be.
Thoughts of her dreamland donuts began to swim about as she dried herself.
"We can grab a bite to eat on the way home. I'm pretty peckish myself. Or we could wait until we get home and enjoy some home cooking." Hiei walked over to Arizona and have an appraising once-over of the American. "Though I'm pretty sure you should get dressed first. Wearing just a dinky towel might not be enough."
Arizona froze, the cloth nearly dropping from suddenly unresponsive fingers.
"I mean, I'm not complaining and I can think of a few others who wouldn't either. Buuuut, I think the MP's, exposure laws, and your prudish tendencies would disagree."
Arizona completely agreed with the second half of Hiei's statement. Without question. There was one tiny little problem however. Two, actually. The first being she couldn't remember where her clothes were. And the second if they would still fit if she found them.
"Ari?"
"I... don't have anything to wear." Her face burned at the admission and she was positive Maddie was getting a good chuckle in at her expense.
"Oh, right. Minor detail. But don't you worry!" Hiei thumped her chest in a display of confidence. "I gotcha covered. Never underestimate a Kongou."
"That fills me with more concern than it does reassurance."
Hiei stuck her tongue out like the mature adult she was.
"No, seriously. I do actually have a change of clothes for you. Gimme a sec." Hiei dashed off to parts unknown, leaving Arizona to finish drying herself off.
"That woman. Honestly."
She shook her head in feigned exasperation and finished drying herself.
For all the varying experiences she'd had in her dreams, she did quite miss being with her family and friends. Nothing would replace the real deal after all. It would be nice to see everyone again. To find out what she'd missed while she was out.
Good and bad.
Before a shade could fall over her heart at the thought of how Pearl had fared, Hiei came barreling around the same corner she'd disappeared from. There was a duffel bag in one hand and a box in the other. A very distinct scent emanated from the box and Arizona felt her mouth begin to water. Could it be?
"And the mighty Hiei returns! Bearing gifts of fine linens and foods of the divine!" She held up her offerings with a wide smile to Arizona. "Kinda forgot I brought the donuts just in case. Actually, everyone brought some when they came to visit. You know, just in case."
"I appreciate the thought, even if I could not partake at the time." She took the duffel bag first, leaving the donuts behind. No matter how much her stomach growled, there would be clothes first. Then she could enjoy the donuts on the way home. A mischievous smirk crossed her features. "I suppose I should find out what everyone brought so I can make up for missing out."
"Please leave some for the rest of the country?"
"I shall consider it."
Hiei laughed and it didn't take much for her to join in as well. It felt good to laugh with her friend and rival again.
But for now, clothes.
"You want to change in the locker room?" asked Hiei, thumbing over in the direction of said location with her now free hand?
Arizona shook her head.
"There's no real need. And it's not like we haven't all changed in front of each other at some point or another." She blinked after the admission, pausing in her reach for the contents of the duffel. Either she had simply grown so used to living with everyone, fighting with everyone, and just being so close, that something like this didn't really bother her all that much anymore or Maddie was influencing her again.
Maybe both.
"Well, that is true." Hiei shrugged and eyed the donut box dangerously. "And it's not like our clothes don't get torn to shreds in combat anyway."
"Not to change the subject, but this... is not my uniform." Arizona held up the blue dress shirt she had retrieved. "I don't recall owning anything like this either."
"Oh, right. That happens sometimes."
"Pardon?"
"Blame Davy Jones, the powers that be, or your crew for that." Hiei tugged at her shirt as she spoke. "Sometimes when a shipgirl gets a refit, their uniform gets a bit of a facelift. Usually to reflect their refit in some way. You can still dress up in your old uniform, but it's not your real uniform anymore. Make sense?"
"Not... really."
"Just blame the magical bullshit. Makes life a lot easier."
Arizona sighed and continued dressing. When a Kongou made a suggestion to accept the madness and move on, it was hard to refute. The entire class was almost their own branch of metaphysics according to far too many sources for it to be coincidence. Supposedly Haruna was the... sanest of the four. But that remained to be seen.
"So, I have some good news for you."
"What is it?" Arizona glanced up as she pulled up one of her stockings. Her questioning glance turned into a deathly glare as she noticed Hiei making motions to pilfer a donut. Motions that seemed to exist solely to draw her ire if that catty grin was any indication.
Hiei twirled about and took a seat next to her.
"Weeeell. We took back Pearl. It was a hard won battle, but it was won in the end."
Arizona's heart skipped a beat.
"I can give you the nitty gritty on the way home, but we made them pay in spades. And got a few new friends out of the deal. Or old. New old friends." Hiei gave Arizona a friendly pat on the back. "You'll be happy to hear about them one way or another. Your grump of a sister, too."
"I... I am looking forward to it." She was going to grill Hiei for every scrap of information she had. There was no way she'd miss out on anything. Was it just her or was this new uniform a bit on the tight side? "How is Pennsylvania doing by the way? I was a bit worried when I went under."
The snort of laughter gave her pause. What happened?
"Your dear pain in the ass of a sister now has no fewer than three destroyers following her around when she isn't trying to whip Mutsu and Yamashiro into something suitable to stand in a standard battle line. And I'm stealing one by the way." Hiei made good on that before Arizona could even think to stop her. A single glazed donut had a healthy bite taken out of it without mercy and all the standard could do was glare. "But she's doing good all things considered. She did throw Kawakaze and Teruzuki into a lake for being little shits though. And teased your daughter for something silly. Dunno what though."
"No doubt Shimakaze tried to bite off more than she could chew." Arizona rolled her eyes as she pulled on her gloves. Yes, this was definitely too tight. Either she'd gained a fair bit of displacement in her refit or her new uniform was not properly sized. She would have to see about getting this corrected. "I am glad Pennsy is finding ways of keeping herself... grounded. I do want to know more about this training she's doing."
"I'll tell you about Pearl first." Hiei bounded to her feet. "Ready?"
Arizona took to her feet a slight bit slower than her friend. The way the uniform moved was not entirely to her liking.
"Okay, this is far too small."
"What is?"
"This uniform. Most of it is fine, bu-" She was cut off as a button straining to keep her blouse closed finally gave up the ghost and snapped. It shot across the dockyard like a shell from her own rifles and impacted the far wall with an audible clang.
"Damn." Hiei blinked. "I'm not sure whether to be impressed or to start laughing."
"I will fix this when I get home. At least my coat fits properly." Arizona growled out as she donned her ever present greatcoat, ignoring Hiei's quip. At least that her coat remained unchanged. Her new uniform would take some getting used to, but sizing aside, it wasn't too bad. Though she would not be surprised if Mutsu had a hand in it's design. "I'd just like to get home right now."
"Yeah. I'm not a fan of hanging around the docks more than I have to." She thrust the box of donuts into Arizona's arms and began making her way to the door. "I drove, so enjoy the luxury of a Kongou-class chauffeur~"
"This too, concerns me."
"Hey!"
The drive home wasn't anything particularly special, but the revelations certainly were.
Between the summoning of Battleship Row, the summoning of Missouri and Wisconsin in loadouts that were decades more advanced than anything she could have dreamed of in her day, and yet more details on Pennsylvania having unknowingly adopted several Japanese destroyers, Arizona wasn't sure she could take much more. Any one of those reveals would have sent her mind into a tizzy. But all three was almost more than she could take. And she wasn't even sure which one was more shocking than the other.
"You gonna be okay?"
"I will manage. It is... a lot to take in to be perfectly honest." That was putting it mildly. "I'm having a hard time believing it's all real. I went to sleep for, what did you say? How many weeks? And come back to find so much has changed. "
"Yeah. Kinda scary how fast things can move sometimes."
"At this rate, you're going to tell me Mutsu gave John free reign to name their children." It wouldn't surprise her at all either. Not with all the bombshells she'd been tossed since waking up. In fact that might be one of the less surprising things to happen.
"Nah. There's surprising and then there's legit impossible." Hiei pulled into the driveway and turned off the engine. "Ashigara did go fishing for her boyfriend though."
That didn't quite sound right.
"Fishing for?"
"She used her anchor to try and snag the submarine he's stationed on. Apparently Pennsylvania got her the info as an apology for treating her like a sack of potatoes at the wedding." Hiei put a finger to her chin. "Wolfie got one hell of a talking to, but I think she was too happy to care."
"From what you've told me of her curse, I suppose so."
"John might be able to tell you more over dinner. He tends to pick up all sorts of strange info. And if he doesn't know..."
"Then Jintsuu absolutely will."
They shared a look of amusement as they approached the door.
When Hiei began fishing through her pockets with increasingly frantic movements, Arizona got the hint that something was not quite right.
"Did you perhaps forget your house key?"
"Eheh... Maybe?" Hiei admitted rather sheepishly. "I usually keep the car keys separate from the house keys and Jintsuu said she'd lock up after me. I don't suppose you have yours?"
Arizona shook her head. She'd left all her accessories and whatnot at home when John had taken her to the docks for her refit. It may have been for the better given the misplacement of her original uniform.
Well, there was nothing stopping them from knocking.
She gave three sharp raps against the wooden portal and smiled slightly when footfalls began sounding soon after. Along with a little bit of commotion. But it was a response nonetheless.
The door unlatched and swung open to reveal... an unknown individual. There was not one single thing that she recognized about this person.
Tall, absolutely. In all likelihood the brunette would tower over anyone else on base right now. Easily a full head, maybe two, taller than herself. Not that she herself was exactly gifted in the height department, but still.
"Oh! Miss Arizona. Miss Hiei. Welcome home."
"Ah... thank you?" replied Arizona cautiously. She noted out of the corner of her eye that Hiei seemed to have frozen in place. After a moment to shake out the cobwebs, she straightened her back. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but who are you and how do you know who we are? And far more importantly, what are you doing in our home?"
Had this not been at the doorstep to her home, she might have also raised concern about that hipless skirt. If this stranger wore anything more scandalous, she'd be on par with Mutsu. And that was no small feat!
The woman blushed in what appeared to be embarrassment before for bowing in apology.
"My apologies. That was rude of me. I simply wished to be of some assistance now that I will be entrusting myself to yours and Admiral Richardson's care for the foreseeable future." She stood upright once more and folded her hands in front of her.
"By... opening the door?" Arizona's disbelief was palpable and Hiei now bore more of a resemblance to a statue than a living person. If she gave her a decent poke, she would not be surprised if Hiei simply toppled over like she was in some sort of cartoon. She shook her head. "Never mind that. What is this about being in our care?"
"There are... certain circumstances involved. I can tell you more inside."
"Yes. I would very much like to hear this." Arizona narrowed her eyes. "In great detail, miss?"
The woman gave a smile and stood aside for Arizona to enter the home. "I am the first of the Yamato class battleships, Yamato. I hope to not be too much trouble."
* * * * *
Arizona allowed herself to stare up at the ceiling of the docks, a feeling of renewal washing over her along with a strength and vigor she hadn't experienced in over three-quarters of a century. There was an eagerness running rampant through her crew that she shared. They wanted so badly to see just how far they could push her systems. And she would more than welcomed the challenge. A challenge denied to her the last time she'd worn her steel as such.
She reached upwards, feeling muscle, cable, and steel stretching to accommodate their rebuilt mountings. A smile grew as she made a fist that held far more might than she'd ever held before. Her guns would sing a song like no other to the Abyss and they would know regret.
Her gaze fell from the rafters and lights of the ceiling and to her outstretched arm.
Surprise would have drawn a gasp, but she remained silent as she traced the lines of scar tissue down the outstretched limb. They were different now. Fewer in number and reduced in severity, but more... solid. As though the marks painted onto her were being washed away to leave behind what truly belonged to her.
Part of her mind considered it to be rather fascinating. Yet another mark to how unusual she was as a shipgirl. Less now than before, but still not quite what would pass as normal. Assuming she would ever dare claim there was such a thing as a normal shipgirl.
Another part of her mind told her she aught to stop ogling herself and get out of the water. It was far more fun to do so in front of a mirror. A full length one where she could see everything.
Maddie was promptly tossed into the brig of her mind.
"I daresay she's going to be far more trouble now than before..."
"Oh? Who's going to be trouble?" A voice chimed in. "Can't be me. I'm no trouble at all. Nope."
Arizona blinked.
She knew that voice.
"Welcome back, sleepyhead," chimed Hiei with what she could only describe as an audible smile. "You broke the standing record for longest refit. So, congratulations!"
"Is that something to be congratulated for?" asked Arizona as she pulled herself to her feet. Each motion gave a sliver of resistance, but ultimately faded as her body settled in. She would definitely need to go out for a trial run to get all the kinks out. And it would feel nice to stretch her legs again. "Is Akashi about?"
Hiei waved her hand and tossed a towel to Arizona. "Nah. She has other fish to fry. Literally and figuratively. It's almost dinnertime after all. She did tell me if you woke up that you were free to go."
"Hmm... I am rather hungry, now that you mention it." The raging of her empty bunkers and ammo stores was quite hard to ignore. It wasn't the debilitating pain she had heard New Jersey and Washington had suffered through, but it was certainly not something she would tolerate any longer than need be.
Thoughts of her dreamland donuts began to swim about as she dried herself.
"We can grab a bite to eat on the way home. I'm pretty peckish myself. Or we could wait until we get home and enjoy some home cooking." Hiei walked over to Arizona and have an appraising once-over of the American. "Though I'm pretty sure you should get dressed first. Wearing just a dinky towel might not be enough."
Arizona froze, the cloth nearly dropping from suddenly unresponsive fingers.
"I mean, I'm not complaining and I can think of a few others who wouldn't either. Buuuut, I think the MP's, exposure laws, and your prudish tendencies would disagree."
Arizona completely agreed with the second half of Hiei's statement. Without question. There was one tiny little problem however. Two, actually. The first being she couldn't remember where her clothes were. And the second if they would still fit if she found them.
"Ari?"
"I... don't have anything to wear." Her face burned at the admission and she was positive Maddie was getting a good chuckle in at her expense.
"Oh, right. Minor detail. But don't you worry!" Hiei thumped her chest in a display of confidence. "I gotcha covered. Never underestimate a Kongou."
"That fills me with more concern than it does reassurance."
Hiei stuck her tongue out like the mature adult she was.
"No, seriously. I do actually have a change of clothes for you. Gimme a sec." Hiei dashed off to parts unknown, leaving Arizona to finish drying herself off.
"That woman. Honestly."
She shook her head in feigned exasperation and finished drying herself.
For all the varying experiences she'd had in her dreams, she did quite miss being with her family and friends. Nothing would replace the real deal after all. It would be nice to see everyone again. To find out what she'd missed while she was out.
Good and bad.
Before a shade could fall over her heart at the thought of how Pearl had fared, Hiei came barreling around the same corner she'd disappeared from. There was a duffel bag in one hand and a box in the other. A very distinct scent emanated from the box and Arizona felt her mouth begin to water. Could it be?
"And the mighty Hiei returns! Bearing gifts of fine linens and foods of the divine!" She held up her offerings with a wide smile to Arizona. "Kinda forgot I brought the donuts just in case. Actually, everyone brought some when they came to visit. You know, just in case."
"I appreciate the thought, even if I could not partake at the time." She took the duffel bag first, leaving the donuts behind. No matter how much her stomach growled, there would be clothes first. Then she could enjoy the donuts on the way home. A mischievous smirk crossed her features. "I suppose I should find out what everyone brought so I can make up for missing out."
"Please leave some for the rest of the country?"
"I shall consider it."
Hiei laughed and it didn't take much for her to join in as well. It felt good to laugh with her friend and rival again.
But for now, clothes.
"You want to change in the locker room?" asked Hiei, thumbing over in the direction of said location with her now free hand?
Arizona shook her head.
"There's no real need. And it's not like we haven't all changed in front of each other at some point or another." She blinked after the admission, pausing in her reach for the contents of the duffel. Either she had simply grown so used to living with everyone, fighting with everyone, and just being so close, that something like this didn't really bother her all that much anymore or Maddie was influencing her again.
Maybe both.
"Well, that is true." Hiei shrugged and eyed the donut box dangerously. "And it's not like our clothes don't get torn to shreds in combat anyway."
"Not to change the subject, but this... is not my uniform." Arizona held up the blue dress shirt she had retrieved. "I don't recall owning anything like this either."
"Oh, right. That happens sometimes."
"Pardon?"
"Blame Davy Jones, the powers that be, or your crew for that." Hiei tugged at her shirt as she spoke. "Sometimes when a shipgirl gets a refit, their uniform gets a bit of a facelift. Usually to reflect their refit in some way. You can still dress up in your old uniform, but it's not your real uniform anymore. Make sense?"
"Not... really."
"Just blame the magical bullshit. Makes life a lot easier."
Arizona sighed and continued dressing. When a Kongou made a suggestion to accept the madness and move on, it was hard to refute. The entire class was almost their own branch of metaphysics according to far too many sources for it to be coincidence. Supposedly Haruna was the... sanest of the four. But that remained to be seen.
"So, I have some good news for you."
"What is it?" Arizona glanced up as she pulled up one of her stockings. Her questioning glance turned into a deathly glare as she noticed Hiei making motions to pilfer a donut. Motions that seemed to exist solely to draw her ire if that catty grin was any indication.
Hiei twirled about and took a seat next to her.
"Weeeell. We took back Pearl. It was a hard won battle, but it was won in the end."
Arizona's heart skipped a beat.
"I can give you the nitty gritty on the way home, but we made them pay in spades. And got a few new friends out of the deal. Or old. New old friends." Hiei gave Arizona a friendly pat on the back. "You'll be happy to hear about them one way or another. Your grump of a sister, too."
"I... I am looking forward to it." She was going to grill Hiei for every scrap of information she had. There was no way she'd miss out on anything. Was it just her or was this new uniform a bit on the tight side? "How is Pennsylvania doing by the way? I was a bit worried when I went under."
The snort of laughter gave her pause. What happened?
"Your dear pain in the ass of a sister now has no fewer than three destroyers following her around when she isn't trying to whip Mutsu and Yamashiro into something suitable to stand in a standard battle line. And I'm stealing one by the way." Hiei made good on that before Arizona could even think to stop her. A single glazed donut had a healthy bite taken out of it without mercy and all the standard could do was glare. "But she's doing good all things considered. She did throw Kawakaze and Teruzuki into a lake for being little shits though. And teased your daughter for something silly. Dunno what though."
"No doubt Shimakaze tried to bite off more than she could chew." Arizona rolled her eyes as she pulled on her gloves. Yes, this was definitely too tight. Either she'd gained a fair bit of displacement in her refit or her new uniform was not properly sized. She would have to see about getting this corrected. "I am glad Pennsy is finding ways of keeping herself... grounded. I do want to know more about this training she's doing."
"I'll tell you about Pearl first." Hiei bounded to her feet. "Ready?"
Arizona took to her feet a slight bit slower than her friend. The way the uniform moved was not entirely to her liking.
"Okay, this is far too small."
"What is?"
"This uniform. Most of it is fine, bu-" She was cut off as a button straining to keep her blouse closed finally gave up the ghost and snapped. It shot across the dockyard like a shell from her own rifles and impacted the far wall with an audible clang.
"Damn." Hiei blinked. "I'm not sure whether to be impressed or to start laughing."
"I will fix this when I get home. At least my coat fits properly." Arizona growled out as she donned her ever present greatcoat, ignoring Hiei's quip. At least that her coat remained unchanged. Her new uniform would take some getting used to, but sizing aside, it wasn't too bad. Though she would not be surprised if Mutsu had a hand in it's design. "I'd just like to get home right now."
"Yeah. I'm not a fan of hanging around the docks more than I have to." She thrust the box of donuts into Arizona's arms and began making her way to the door. "I drove, so enjoy the luxury of a Kongou-class chauffeur~"
"This too, concerns me."
"Hey!"
The drive home wasn't anything particularly special, but the revelations certainly were.
Between the summoning of Battleship Row, the summoning of Missouri and Wisconsin in loadouts that were decades more advanced than anything she could have dreamed of in her day, and yet more details on Pennsylvania having unknowingly adopted several Japanese destroyers, Arizona wasn't sure she could take much more. Any one of those reveals would have sent her mind into a tizzy. But all three was almost more than she could take. And she wasn't even sure which one was more shocking than the other.
"You gonna be okay?"
"I will manage. It is... a lot to take in to be perfectly honest." That was putting it mildly. "I'm having a hard time believing it's all real. I went to sleep for, what did you say? How many weeks? And come back to find so much has changed. "
"Yeah. Kinda scary how fast things can move sometimes."
"At this rate, you're going to tell me Mutsu gave John free reign to name their children." It wouldn't surprise her at all either. Not with all the bombshells she'd been tossed since waking up. In fact that might be one of the less surprising things to happen.
"Nah. There's surprising and then there's legit impossible." Hiei pulled into the driveway and turned off the engine. "Ashigara did go fishing for her boyfriend though."
That didn't quite sound right.
"Fishing for?"
"She used her anchor to try and snag the submarine he's stationed on. Apparently Pennsylvania got her the info as an apology for treating her like a sack of potatoes at the wedding." Hiei put a finger to her chin. "Wolfie got one hell of a talking to, but I think she was too happy to care."
"From what you've told me of her curse, I suppose so."
"John might be able to tell you more over dinner. He tends to pick up all sorts of strange info. And if he doesn't know..."
"Then Jintsuu absolutely will."
They shared a look of amusement as they approached the door.
When Hiei began fishing through her pockets with increasingly frantic movements, Arizona got the hint that something was not quite right.
"Did you perhaps forget your house key?"
"Eheh... Maybe?" Hiei admitted rather sheepishly. "I usually keep the car keys separate from the house keys and Jintsuu said she'd lock up after me. I don't suppose you have yours?"
Arizona shook her head. She'd left all her accessories and whatnot at home when John had taken her to the docks for her refit. It may have been for the better given the misplacement of her original uniform.
Well, there was nothing stopping them from knocking.
She gave three sharp raps against the wooden portal and smiled slightly when footfalls began sounding soon after. Along with a little bit of commotion. But it was a response nonetheless.
The door unlatched and swung open to reveal... an unknown individual. There was not one single thing that she recognized about this person.
Tall, absolutely. In all likelihood the brunette would tower over anyone else on base right now. Easily a full head, maybe two, taller than herself. Not that she herself was exactly gifted in the height department, but still.
"Oh! Miss Arizona. Miss Hiei. Welcome home."
"Ah... thank you?" replied Arizona cautiously. She noted out of the corner of her eye that Hiei seemed to have frozen in place. After a moment to shake out the cobwebs, she straightened her back. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but who are you and how do you know who we are? And far more importantly, what are you doing in our home?"
Had this not been at the doorstep to her home, she might have also raised concern about that hipless skirt. If this stranger wore anything more scandalous, she'd be on par with Mutsu. And that was no small feat!
The woman blushed in what appeared to be embarrassment before for bowing in apology.
"My apologies. That was rude of me. I simply wished to be of some assistance now that I will be entrusting myself to yours and Admiral Richardson's care for the foreseeable future." She stood upright once more and folded her hands in front of her.
"By... opening the door?" Arizona's disbelief was palpable and Hiei now bore more of a resemblance to a statue than a living person. If she gave her a decent poke, she would not be surprised if Hiei simply toppled over like she was in some sort of cartoon. She shook her head. "Never mind that. What is this about being in our care?"
"There are... certain circumstances involved. I can tell you more inside."
"Yes. I would very much like to hear this." Arizona narrowed her eyes. "In great detail, miss?"
The woman gave a smile and stood aside for Arizona to enter the home. "I am the first of the Yamato class battleships, Yamato. I hope to not be too much trouble."
* * * * *
Dirtnap
Kanmusu Affecionado
Harry Leferts
Suave Shadow Cabal Kaiju
I thought that it was familiar...
Oh, also another Yamato for White Plains to momboat.
CompassJimbo
Where’s Your North?
- Location
- The former Rubber Capital of the World
*Furiously scribbbles re-writes*
Also, where the fuck did Yamato come from!?
Also, where the fuck did Yamato come from!?
Old Iron
Admiral Unfun
- Location
- The Southwestern Deadlands of America
And it'll be absolutely adorable.
Being Ari is suffering.
Worry not! She'll get her blouse closed. And only deal with comedic clothing failure when appropria-*shelled*
Such a pity, yes.Nothing wrong with that though wewI mean yes pity that.
Dohohoho~
- Location
- Somewhere
Kure Naval Arsenal?
- Location
- Planet Vulcan, Beta Quadrant
Now with all three Yamato class ships back, I feel like this possible refit might be worthwhile mainly because it'll probably make the Iowas jealous. Best AA and biggest guns in the fleet.
What AA does this fictional refit have?
Now with all three Yamato class ships back, I feel like this possible refit might be worthwhile mainly because it'll probably make the Iowas jealous. Best AA and biggest guns in the fleet.
CompassJimbo
Where’s Your North?
- Location
- The former Rubber Capital of the World
I see…
46x2 20mm Oerlikons,
10x2 40mm Bofors
20x4 40mm Bofors
18x2 3"/50 AA guns
12x2 5"/38 DP mounts.
In short, she could put up a fireworks display comperable to that of Galactica, and she's not even meant to sail on the ocean.
Rajvik_wolfboy
Wolf amongst the stars.
- Location
- Florida
So, the refit pretty much would make Musashi and Yamato honorary USN ships, since they would be sporting USN gear. Huh.
CompassJimbo
Where’s Your North?
- Location
- The former Rubber Capital of the World
Name's totally unfamiliar.
- Location
- Beyond the Unknowable Veil
There are no twin BOFORS in reality, yes? Why not in a theoretical mount?
There are twin 40s there, riiight against the superstructure. Barrels are too close together to be twin 3"/50RF.
Twin Bofors did exist in real life.
- Location
- Mountains of Appalachia
If I had to guess?
Blame CarDiv 1 for hammering Abyssals at Pearl Harbor. Since we know that IJN and USN kills are tallied somewhat separately, Kaga and Akagi presumably sank enough Abyssal Nazibotes (at least two battleships destroyed on camera by airstrikes) for them to summon Yamato.
Shinano and Musashi will be over the moon when they find out since their family is complete.
The irony is that this one shot at her off Samar.
I wonder what Pennsy thinks of Yamato showing up. Clearly her arrival is very recent since Hiei was floored by the news (and is probably constitutionally incapable of keeping Yamato'ss arrival a secret).