Kirishima, Wash, and Gale stuff? Kirishima, Wash, and Gale stuff.
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Wash and Kirishima were in quiet conversation when Gale walked over. "So, uh, where do you want to sit? Because this stuff is a bit heavy..."
Turning, both Wash's and Kirishima's eyes widened before the American shipgirl walked over and grabbed the large container that Gale was awkwardly holding along with a bowl of bar snacks and three mugs. "Here, let me take that." For a moment, Wash looked at the container, full of beer, and raised an eyebrow. "What is this?"
As she gave Wash a thankful smile, Gale shook her head. "Thanks. And it's a beer tower, I figured that between the three of us we might need it." Thanking Kirishima as she took the three mugs, Gale let out a sigh and looked around. "I'm kind of surprised that you wanted to come to an American bar though, Kirishima."
Letting out a hum, Kirishima adjusted her glasses. "I wished to see what an American bar is like after hearing so much about them." At Gale's raised eyebrow, Kirishima coughed. "Someone back in Yokosuka is a fan of a show called... 'Cheers', I believe."
Only shaking her head, Gale barely held back a snort. "Ah." With a sigh though, she frowned a bit. "So... where do you want to sit or do?"
Curious, the Japanese battleship frowned. "That... I do not know. Any suggestions?"
Several moments later, Gale tilted her head. "Sure, want to play some pool?" With a nod, Gale led them over to one of the tables out of the way slightly and set it up. "So, do you both know how to play?"
With a slight smile, Wash shook her head. "I have an idea, though I wouldn't mind a refresher."
Beside her, Kirishima adjusted her glasses some. "And I would like to learn."
Nodding, Gale took one of the cues and walked around. "Okay... so this is how you play..." It went without saying that when Gale bent over to perform the shot, both Wash and Kirishima had their eyes on something other then the table. When she straightened up and turned though, both Wash and Kirishima were looking at her face. "And that's pretty much it. Here." Giving them both a cue, Gale walked over to the beer tower and poured herself a drink. "Go on then."
Slightly amused, Wash gave Kirishima a look before she lined up a shot. Several minutes later, both her and Kirishima were scowling as the American battleship once more missed her shot. "Why is this so hard?"
As she sipped her beer, Gale watched as a frustrated Kirishima attempted her own shot, only for it to glance off her ball. 'I could just leave them be as I'm ahead but...' One look at their faces and she sighed. 'Dammit.' Waving her hand around, Gale shook her head. "Well, it's all about the angles and math mostly."
That caused Wash to raise an eyebrow at her. "Oh?"
Walking over, Gale began to take the balls from the pockets and set up a new game. "Yeah, think of it as how to get the best hits with your guns. You need to hit from certain angles in order to get the best result." Now that it was once more set up, Gale motioned Wash over. "Okay, now line up a shot and I'll show you how."
Intrigued in how Gale was going to do that, Wash felt her eyes widen some after she lined up a shot. After all, Gale was pressing herself into the battleship and grasping Wash's arms. "Uh..."
Giving Kirishima a look as the Japanese shipgirl had a notebook out and was writing in it, Gale shook it off. "Relax some, Wash. I'm just showing you and the best way is this..." Part of her wouldn't say though that she was enjoying it. 'Heh...'
Slowly, Wash nodded though she did try to bring down her blush as Gale spoke into her ear and guided her through making the shot. A moment later, she smiled some. "Hmm..."
Of course, it was then that Gale motioned Kirishima over and went through the same process. Much to Wash's amusement, Kirishima also had a blush on her face. Later though, Gale was confused at how both of them kept wanting her to show them how to line up a shot...