Harry And The Shipgirls: Prisoner of Shipping (A HP/KanColle Snippet Collection)

OK, yeah, laugh at the guy overlooking the obvious, but at the time, the FoL felt TOO obvious, TOO perfect a choice.
Sometimes obvious is good.
What about St. Brendan's Island?
That place, unfortunately, already has a history of being the place hybrids and such get sent to so they won't be a burden/eyesore. Neither the Abyssal hybrids nor the natives would really be thrilled if they were brought there, given the implications...
^This pretty much. Doing so would have a lot of... nasty implications to the islanders.
 
Snippet 17: Harry Leferts
Walking down the Seventh Floor corridor an hour after his lesson with Hoshi, though he still felt a little sore from it, Harry glanced around. Under one arm was a box which he kept a hold of as he frowned, "Grandmother? Are you here?"

From behind one of the suits of armour, a now familiar fox walked out and transformed into the human form of Siusan. Said fox-woman cocked her head to the side in a way that would have reminded many people of Harry himself when curious, "I am here, Harry-Child. Just as I promised I would when I left, though..." Furrowing her eyebrows, she frowned some, "I am unsure why?"

All the thirteen year old did though was hold up the box that had been under his arms, "Well, I was thinking that we could share a dinner, Grandmother. Just you and I."

Shocked, Siusan stared at him for several moments before her eyes became watery, "I... would like that, Harry-Child. Though are you certain that you wish to-"

Closing the distance, Harry placed his hand on her shoulder and nodded, "I do, Grandmother." He then gave a small shrug, "While we've shared meals, it is always with Hoshi-San there. And this would be the first time just you and I would." A grin then crossed the wizard's face, "Not to mention, I already went and got the food."

Just blinking at him, Siusan leaned into his hand and closed her eyes as she nodded, "Yes, I would like to share a meal with you then, my child." Waiting, she watched as he walked up and down the corridor to summon a version of the Room of Requirement. As he did so, the Irish fox spirit considered everything that had recently happened with a lightened heart.

Despite her fears, Harry had accepted her fully into his family. Not a single hint of rejection forthcoming from him and after every lesson, and a short meal with Hoshi, the two of them would talk. Nothing too heavy, just various things as the two relatives got to know one another. Siusan would speak often of far off times in the past, of a side of the family that Harry was unknowing of for the most part. Of his grandfather's family, the Evans. In the past two weeks, Harry had learned far more of his family then he had in the other years that he had lived from Siusan.

On the wizard's side, he often spoke of the time he had spent in Japan. And while some of it confused and bewildered the old fox, she enjoyed the tales of such a foreign land. She had even commented that it had reminded her of tales that some of hers and Brigid's grandchildren had told her during the Age of Sail, though even then the family had begun to drift away from her, much to her despair.

Now though, her last "Grandchild", Harry, accepted her with open arms.

Thus, she had no issue with hearing his tales and enjoyed them. Granted, she had some ideas regarding the girls in his life. Not that Siusan had much issue with what she suspected as she was from a time when such things, while uncommon, were not rare. And sometimes she amused herself with what Brigid's likely response would have been, despite the pang of pain it brought to her. Because for the first time in decades, even centuries... she was fully happy even though she suspected that the other boot was going to drop, it never did.

As the door formed to the Room of Requirement, she shook her head and followed Harry through the door. Once inside, she closed it behind her and looked around in some interest. It was not a fancy room, the floor being of stone worn by innumerable feet with a crackling fireplace in one wall. There was a table in the middle with two chairs which made her swallow.

Because the scene reminded her so much of times with Brigid and her own children and grandchildren, when they would sit around a table for meals.

With a blink, Siusan could almost see Brigid sitting at the table. The ghostly apparition looked at her with a smile and then at Harry before nodding and fading away. Blinking away some tears, she realized that Harry had walked over and placed a hand on her arm, "Grandmother? Is something wrong?"

Only shaking her head, Siusan chuckled, "Nothing is wrong, Harry-Child. Just... some old memories." The hand clenched around her heart lightened some as she looked around, "This reminds me so much of older days when I was a younger vixen." Walking over to the table, she ran one hand along the wood with a nod, "Yes, I remember having meals in places like this when I was younger."

Scratching his cheek, Harry gave a chuckle, "Well... I thought that this would be more familiar to you. Hence, well..."

Lightly smiling, the Irish fox nuzzled his hair and kissed his cheek in the way that grandmothers do. Pulling away, she patted his hand, "And I am happy that you thought of such for me, Harry-Child. It does me good to have you as a grandchild." Allowing him to pull out her seat after he set down the box, she sat down. Once he was seated, she tilted her head to the side, "What food have you brought to the table, Harry-Child?"

Harry gave her a light smile before shrugging, "Have you ever had Southern style barbecue chicken? Cooked in a smoker and everything?"

Frowning, Siusan shook her head even as she licked her lips some, "No, I have not. Though I will admit to be partial to chicken, as I am a fox." Placing her hands on the table, she smiled at him, "Though if you say that it is good, then I believe you."

A chuckle escaped from Harry before he shook his head, "Good? It's more than good, Grandmother. It is great." At her bemusement, he continued, "Louisiana does great at Southern barbecue and I asked her to make some. Natsumi-Chan loves it and barbecue rabbit, which is great as the meat just falls from the bones from how cooked it is."

If anything, that caused the fox to become more bemused, "Did you not mention that Natsumi-Child has a friend who is a rabbit? As strange as that is to me... And how does she react to knowing that you have both eaten such?"

With a shrug, Harry rubbed the back of his neck before pouring out some drinks for himself and Siusan, "As long as it is not in front of her, she has no problem. Like she explained, it is more a feeling of awkwardness and such considering that she is an Inaba." He then gave another shrug, "Though I guess that there is a lot of difference there. I mean, I've eaten deer and Dad could become a stag..."

Considering that, Siusan gave a nod, "I would suppose so." The fox took a sip of her drink, a beer and hummed, "This is quite good."

Snickers made her give Harry a curious look, with the teen shaking his head, "Oh, trust me, you'll like what else."

As he opened the box, the Irish fox was about to ask when the smell hit her and she sniffed. Even as she did so, her mouth watered at the scent that tickled her nose enticingly, "That smells...'

Grinning, Harry nodded, "I know, right?" Placing some bread in a basket, he pulled out a container and opened it. Steam wafted up from it and Siusan leaned forward to see the oddly cooked chicken that was in it. Using some tongs, Harry placed several pieces onto a plate and handed it to her, "Here you go, Grandmother."

Just taking the plate, Siusan gave him a nod, "Thank you, Harry-Child." Looking around, she gave him a befuddled glance, "No utensils?"

However, Harry shook his head at that, "Not really, no. Barbecue is usually eaten with the hands..." Pausing, he gave her an unsure look, "Is... is that okay? I thought that..."

Quickly, his Grandmother reached over and placed a hand on his arm, "No, it is fine." Lightly laughing, she smiled, "It is not often in such times as these to find a food that one eats with one's hands. It was far more common long ago." With a hum, she took a deep sniff and sighed, "It does smell lovely though."

Lips twitching, Harry gave a laugh of his own, "Tastes even better actually, just remember to use the napkins and such to wipe your hands of sauce."

Only nodding, Siusan gave some thanks before taking one of the pieces of chicken and biting into it. Almost immediately, she gave a soft moan as the taste exploded in her mouth. Chewing, she swallowed some before taking a drink of beer, the mug floating in the air at a gesture, "This is truly lovely."

Also chewing, Harry gave his own swallow before licking his finger a bit, "I know, right? Though a little bit messy."

Siusan laughed yet again, "Ah! Messy perhaps, but it is not nearly as so as some that I have eaten over the years. Still..." Licking her lips, she shook her head, "I think that I will want for more of this, Harry-Child. This is delicious!"

That got a laugh from the black haired teen who nodded as he took another bite, happy that she was enjoying it. Both of them slowly made their way through their meal while lightly chatting, though it did Harry's heart good to see just how much Siusan was enjoying the simplicity of it all. Grinning a bit as he watched her lick a bone and put it aside, he decided to ask a question that had been bothering him for some time, "Grandmother, may I ask a question?"

Glancing at him, she nodded with a confused expression on her face, "Of course."

Briefly taking a sip of his drink, Harry considered how to word it, "You mentioned before that some of my family were given names that you didn't think fit them. Like how Mum's Dad, Grandpa, was named 'Harold' which you thought didn't fit him like Renard did... What about my name? Did Mum do right?"

Not answering right away, Siusan chewed on another bite of chicken, enjoying the taste. Though she enjoyed the time being spent with Harry and the talk even more... if just slightly. Finally, she gave a nod, "Your name both fits and does not, Harry-Child. Lily-Child did good in giving you the name that she did, but while it fits... it does not fit entirely."

Considering that, Harry swallowed the bite in his mouth, "Is it because Harry could stand for a number of names?"

Slowly, she nodded some with a slight smile, "Yes, Harry is a name of power. I am unsure if either Harold, which means 'Ruler of Armies' would fit better or perhaps Henry, which means 'Home Ruler'." Becoming thoughtful, she hummed some, "Though as you wish to become an Admiral from what you have told me, Harold could perhaps fit better... though I can also see you do well as the Head of a Household." Chuckling, Siusan gave him a look of amusement, "Perhaps, Harry fits and does not, Harry-Child, because both Harold and Henry fit as well. A balance."

Lips curling upwards, Harry shook his head, "Huh..."

Eventually, between the two of them, they finished off the food. Leaning back in the chair, Siusan placed her hand on her stomach and laughed, "Ah, I am fit to burst, Harry-Child. This is one fox that will have a hard time running with such weight." Looking at him though, she got up and walked over before dampening a cloth, "Though you were right that while good, it was quite messy."

All Harry did though was close his eyes as he felt her clean his face of the sauce before opening them. The Irish fox spirit smiled at the happiness in those emerald orbs, happy that Brigid's eyes shone, though also at the fact that Harry did not pull away from her hands as she gently cleaned him.

Granted, a few moments later, she chuckled as he returned the favour.

Once both their faces were clean, Harry looked at her, "So... you enjoyed yourself?"

Placing her hands on his cheeks, Siusan nodded, "I have, Harry-Child. Thank you so very much for this."

Moments later, the thirteen year old was hugging her as she hugged him back just as fiercely, "I'm glad then that you enjoyed the meal, Grandmother." Hearing her sniffle some, he pulled back with confusion on his face, "Is something wrong?"

Shaking her head, Siusan chuckled, "Ah, it is nothing. Just the fact in a few short days you will be off again to Japan, Harry-Child. Nothing more."

Eyes widening, Harry looked away and coughed, "Um, right... about that..." With a deep breath, he turned back to her, "I... was actually wondering if you wanted to come with me, to Japan. And, well... spend the holidays with us? Myself, Mum, Hoppou, Rose and the others?"

Jaw dropping, the fox stared at him, "... Oh... oh, Harry-Child. I... you wish for me to come?"

Harry nodded as he placed his hand over hers, "I do, Grandmother. And I already talked with Mum, my adoptive one, and she sees no issue with you staying over the holidays with us." Expression bright and yet soft, he looked at her eyes to see confusion warring with joy and hope, "You're family after all. Please... say yes."

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Siusan did not say anything for several seconds before closing her eyes and chuckling, 'I could never say no to your eyes, Brigid.' Opening her eyes, she gave a small nod, "Of course, Harry-Child. Though I may need help as, well..." Biting her lip, the fox shook her head, "I have never been so very far from home."

Brightly smiling, Harry shook his head, "Don't worry about that, Grandmother. I'll be right there, trust me."

Just nodding, Siusan smiled, "Of course I do..."
 
Brace yourself, Siusan. You will undergo shipgirl and Abyssal shenanigans. I hope you will be inoculated to them.
 
An Irish Fox in Japan. Sounds like an SoL anime. Just don't get too freaked out by all the Abyssals, Yokai, and Kami, living or otherwise, walking the streets. Also, I thought it was implied somewhere Siusan was cursed to never be able to leave the British Isles?
 
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What about St. Brendan's Island?

That place, unfortunately, already has a history of being the place hybrids and such get sent to so they won't be a burden/eyesore. Neither the Abyssal hybrids nor the natives would really be thrilled if they were brought there, given the implications...

Something else that might be a problem with St. Brendan's is just how closely the British Wizarding World and the ICW are still monitoring the island to try and make sure they don't breach the Statute revealing the wider Wizarding World to the Mundanes. If the Abyssal hybrids were to be transferred to St. Brendan's, it's only a matter of time before they would be noticed, and who knows what the Magicals would attempt to do, not least of all the Unspeakables...
 
Walking down the Seventh Floor corridor an hour after his lesson with Hoshi, though he still felt a little sore from it, Harry glanced around. Under one arm was a box which he kept a hold of as he frowned, "Grandmother? Are you here?"

From behind one of the suits of armour, a now familiar fox walked out and transformed into the human form of Siusan. Said fox-woman cocked her head to the side in a way that would have reminded many people of Harry himself when curious, "I am here, Harry-Child. Just as I promised I would when I left, though..." Furrowing her eyebrows, she frowned some, "I am unsure why?"

All the thirteen year old did though was hold up the box that had been under his arms, "Well, I was thinking that we could share a dinner, Grandmother. Just you and I."

Shocked, Siusan stared at him for several moments before her eyes became watery, "I... would like that, Harry-Child. Though are you certain that you wish to-"

Closing the distance, Harry placed his hand on her shoulder and nodded, "I do, Grandmother." He then gave a small shrug, "While we've shared meals, it is always with Hoshi-San there. And this would be the first time just you and I would." A grin then crossed the wizard's face, "Not to mention, I already went and got the food."

Just blinking at him, Siusan leaned into his hand and closed her eyes as she nodded, "Yes, I would like to share a meal with you then, my child." Waiting, she watched as he walked up and down the corridor to summon a version of the Room of Requirement. As he did so, the Irish fox spirit considered everything that had recently happened with a lightened heart.

Despite her fears, Harry had accepted her fully into his family. Not a single hint of rejection forthcoming from him and after every lesson, and a short meal with Hoshi, the two of them would talk. Nothing too heavy, just various things as the two relatives got to know one another. Siusan would speak often of far off times in the past, of a side of the family that Harry was unknowing of for the most part. Of his grandfather's family, the Evans. In the past two weeks, Harry had learned far more of his family then he had in the other years that he had lived from Siusan.

On the wizard's side, he often spoke of the time he had spent in Japan. And while some of it confused and bewildered the old fox, she enjoyed the tales of such a foreign land. She had even commented that it had reminded her of tales that some of hers and Brigid's grandchildren had told her during the Age of Sail, though even then the family had begun to drift away from her, much to her despair.

Now though, her last "Grandchild", Harry, accepted her with open arms.

Thus, she had no issue with hearing his tales and enjoyed them. Granted, she had some ideas regarding the girls in his life. Not that Siusan had much issue with what she suspected as she was from a time when such things, while uncommon, were not rare. And sometimes she amused herself with what Brigid's likely response would have been, despite the pang of pain it brought to her. Because for the first time in decades, even centuries... she was fully happy even though she suspected that the other boot was going to drop, it never did.

As the door formed to the Room of Requirement, she shook her head and followed Harry through the door. Once inside, she closed it behind her and looked around in some interest. It was not a fancy room, the floor being of stone worn by innumerable feet with a crackling fireplace in one wall. There was a table in the middle with two chairs which made her swallow.

Because the scene reminded her so much of times with Brigid and her own children and grandchildren, when they would sit around a table for meals.

With a blink, Siusan could almost see Brigid sitting at the table. The ghostly apparition looked at her with a smile and then at Harry before nodding and fading away. Blinking away some tears, she realized that Harry had walked over and placed a hand on her arm, "Grandmother? Is something wrong?"

Only shaking her head, Siusan chuckled, "Nothing is wrong, Harry-Child. Just... some old memories." The hand clenched around her heart lightened some as she looked around, "This reminds me so much of older days when I was a younger vixen." Walking over to the table, she ran one hand along the wood with a nod, "Yes, I remember having meals in places like this when I was younger."

Scratching his cheek, Harry gave a chuckle, "Well... I thought that this would be more familiar to you. Hence, well..."

Lightly smiling, the Irish fox nuzzled his hair and kissed his cheek in the way that grandmothers do. Pulling away, she patted his hand, "And I am happy that you thought of such for me, Harry-Child. It does me good to have you as a grandchild." Allowing him to pull out her seat after he set down the box, she sat down. Once he was seated, she tilted her head to the side, "What food have you brought to the table, Harry-Child?"

Harry gave her a light smile before shrugging, "Have you ever had Southern style barbecue chicken? Cooked in a smoker and everything?"

Frowning, Siusan shook her head even as she licked her lips some, "No, I have not. Though I will admit to be partial to chicken, as I am a fox." Placing her hands on the table, she smiled at him, "Though if you say that it is good, then I believe you."

A chuckle escaped from Harry before he shook his head, "Good? It's more than good, Grandmother. It is great." At her bemusement, he continued, "Louisiana does great at Southern barbecue and I asked her to make some. Natsumi-Chan loves it and barbecue rabbit, which is great as the meat just falls from the bones from how cooked it is."

If anything, that caused the fox to become more bemused, "Did you not mention that Natsumi-Child has a friend who is a rabbit? As strange as that is to me... And how does she react to knowing that you have both eaten such?"

With a shrug, Harry rubbed the back of his neck before pouring out some drinks for himself and Siusan, "As long as it is not in front of her, she has no problem. Like she explained, it is more a feeling of awkwardness and such considering that she is an Inaba." He then gave another shrug, "Though I guess that there is a lot of difference there. I mean, I've eaten deer and Dad could become a stag..."

Considering that, Siusan gave a nod, "I would suppose so." The fox took a sip of her drink, a beer and hummed, "This is quite good."

Snickers made her give Harry a curious look, with the teen shaking his head, "Oh, trust me, you'll like what else."

As he opened the box, the Irish fox was about to ask when the smell hit her and she sniffed. Even as she did so, her mouth watered at the scent that tickled her nose enticingly, "That smells...'

Grinning, Harry nodded, "I know, right?" Placing some bread in a basket, he pulled out a container and opened it. Steam wafted up from it and Siusan leaned forward to see the oddly cooked chicken that was in it. Using some tongs, Harry placed several pieces onto a plate and handed it to her, "Here you go, Grandmother."

Just taking the plate, Siusan gave him a nod, "Thank you, Harry-Child." Looking around, she gave him a befuddled glance, "No utensils?"

However, Harry shook his head at that, "Not really, no. Barbecue is usually eaten with the hands..." Pausing, he gave her an unsure look, "Is... is that okay? I thought that..."

Quickly, his Grandmother reached over and placed a hand on his arm, "No, it is fine." Lightly laughing, she smiled, "It is not often in such times as these to find a food that one eats with one's hands. It was far more common long ago." With a hum, she took a deep sniff and sighed, "It does smell lovely though."

Lips twitching, Harry gave a laugh of his own, "Tastes even better actually, just remember to use the napkins and such to wipe your hands of sauce."

Only nodding, Siusan gave some thanks before taking one of the pieces of chicken and biting into it. Almost immediately, she gave a soft moan as the taste exploded in her mouth. Chewing, she swallowed some before taking a drink of beer, the mug floating in the air at a gesture, "This is truly lovely."

Also chewing, Harry gave his own swallow before licking his finger a bit, "I know, right? Though a little bit messy."

Siusan laughed yet again, "Ah! Messy perhaps, but it is not nearly as so as some that I have eaten over the years. Still..." Licking her lips, she shook her head, "I think that I will want for more of this, Harry-Child. This is delicious!"

That got a laugh from the black haired teen who nodded as he took another bite, happy that she was enjoying it. Both of them slowly made their way through their meal while lightly chatting, though it did Harry's heart good to see just how much Siusan was enjoying the simplicity of it all. Grinning a bit as he watched her lick a bone and put it aside, he decided to ask a question that had been bothering him for some time, "Grandmother, may I ask a question?"

Glancing at him, she nodded with a confused expression on her face, "Of course."

Briefly taking a sip of his drink, Harry considered how to word it, "You mentioned before that some of my family were given names that you didn't think fit them. Like how Mum's Dad, Grandpa, was named 'Harold' which you thought didn't fit him like Renard did... What about my name? Did Mum do right?"

Not answering right away, Siusan chewed on another bite of chicken, enjoying the taste. Though she enjoyed the time being spent with Harry and the talk even more... if just slightly. Finally, she gave a nod, "Your name both fits and does not, Harry-Child. Lily-Child did good in giving you the name that she did, but while it fits... it does not fit entirely."

Considering that, Harry swallowed the bite in his mouth, "Is it because Harry could stand for a number of names?"

Slowly, she nodded some with a slight smile, "Yes, Harry is a name of power. I am unsure if either Harold, which means 'Ruler of Armies' would fit better or perhaps Henry, which means 'Home Ruler'." Becoming thoughtful, she hummed some, "Though as you wish to become an Admiral from what you have told me, Harold could perhaps fit better... though I can also see you do well as the Head of a Household." Chuckling, Siusan gave him a look of amusement, "Perhaps, Harry fits and does not, Harry-Child, because both Harold and Henry fit as well. A balance."

Lips curling upwards, Harry shook his head, "Huh..."

Eventually, between the two of them, they finished off the food. Leaning back in the chair, Siusan placed her hand on her stomach and laughed, "Ah, I am fit to burst, Harry-Child. This is one fox that will have a hard time running with such weight." Looking at him though, she got up and walked over before dampening a cloth, "Though you were right that while good, it was quite messy."

All Harry did though was close his eyes as he felt her clean his face of the sauce before opening them. The Irish fox spirit smiled at the happiness in those emerald orbs, happy that Brigid's eyes shone, though also at the fact that Harry did not pull away from her hands as she gently cleaned him.

Granted, a few moments later, she chuckled as he returned the favour.

Once both their faces were clean, Harry looked at her, "So... you enjoyed yourself?"

Placing her hands on his cheeks, Siusan nodded, "I have, Harry-Child. Thank you so very much for this."

Moments later, the thirteen year old was hugging her as she hugged him back just as fiercely, "I'm glad then that you enjoyed the meal, Grandmother." Hearing her sniffle some, he pulled back with confusion on his face, "Is something wrong?"

Shaking her head, Siusan chuckled, "Ah, it is nothing. Just the fact in a few short days you will be off again to Japan, Harry-Child. Nothing more."

Eyes widening, Harry looked away and coughed, "Um, right... about that..." With a deep breath, he turned back to her, "I... was actually wondering if you wanted to come with me, to Japan. And, well... spend the holidays with us? Myself, Mum, Hoppou, Rose and the others?"

Jaw dropping, the fox stared at him, "... Oh... oh, Harry-Child. I... you wish for me to come?"

Harry nodded as he placed his hand over hers, "I do, Grandmother. And I already talked with Mum, my adoptive one, and she sees no issue with you staying over the holidays with us." Expression bright and yet soft, he looked at her eyes to see confusion warring with joy and hope, "You're family after all. Please... say yes."

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Siusan did not say anything for several seconds before closing her eyes and chuckling, 'I could never say no to your eyes, Brigid.' Opening her eyes, she gave a small nod, "Of course, Harry-Child. Though I may need help as, well..." Biting her lip, the fox shook her head, "I have never been so very far from home."

Brightly smiling, Harry shook his head, "Don't worry about that, Grandmother. I'll be right there, trust me."

Just nodding, Siusan smiled, "Of course I do..."
Something tells me Siusan will adore Hoppo. And probably DesDiv 6 as well. *Braces for imminent bombardment of Christmas feels*
 
Please tell me best doG will be around for this too

 
The two girls, twins from the looks of it, came to a stop in front of the man, pausing to catch their breath. They couldn't be more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with slim bodies and shoulder-length black hair. "We want to come along!" The girl on the left eventually said, panting. She gestured to herself, then her sister. "I'm Carrie Bridges, and this is Sherri. We wanted to meet the Fleet of Laughter…"
Just re-read this and something just jumped out. Ri class cruisers. Description fits and their names as well. However they also would seem to be teenagers as well, not thinking through their plans. If they are Ri class when they arrive at their destination as stated which is Japan, not Aurora, then they will step off the plane into a hornets nest. Undocumented abyssal on base, all surrounding shipgirls summoning rigging, much screaming and running around. Typical loony toons moment until its sorted out.
 
Undocumented abyssal on base, all surrounding shipgirls summoning rigging, much screaming and running around. Typical loony toons moment until its sorted out.
Probably less of that, and more general confusion, because normal Abyssals wouldn't have bothered with puppy dog eyes to get aboard a human cargo plane.

That, and depending on how much this takes after BelBat, if they are Abyssals, they're probably going to wind up throwing up their everything and then some.
 
Brace yourself, Siusan. You will undergo shipgirl and Abyssal shenanigans. I hope you will be inoculated to them.
Quite possibly, yes.
An Irish Fox in Japan. Sounds like an SoL anime. Just don't get too freaked out by all the Abyssals, Yokai, and Kami, living or otherwise, walking the streets.
It does sound like a SOL anime too, huh...
Also, I thought it was implied somewhere Siusan was cursed to never be able to leave the British Isles?
Where did you get that idea from?
Something else that might be a problem with St. Brendan's is just how closely the British Wizarding World and the ICW are still monitoring the island to try and make sure they don't breach the Statute revealing the wider Wizarding World to the Mundanes. If the Abyssal hybrids were to be transferred to St. Brendan's, it's only a matter of time before they would be noticed, and who knows what the Magicals would attempt to do, not least of all the Unspeakables...
^This is another good point about sending the hybrids there.
Something tells me Siusan will adore Hoppo. And probably DesDiv 6 as well. *Braces for imminent bombardment of Christmas feels*
Oh, that sort of goes without saying to be honest.
Actually, has Siusan visited the Unicorns? Because if she hasn't, she need to do that.
She might have come close a time or two.
Please tell me best doG will be around for this too

:rofl:
:cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry: good job good job I'm I'm just going to be in the corner crying:cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry::cry:
Oops?
Probably less of that, and more general confusion, because normal Abyssals wouldn't have bothered with puppy dog eyes to get aboard a human cargo plane.

That, and depending on how much this takes after BelBat, if they are Abyssals, they're probably going to wind up throwing up their everything and then some.
I can honestly say here that flight does not make shipgirls and such sick. In fact, some of the Carriers own planes themselves (Akagi owns a Ultralight jet for example, in Razgriz colors).
 
Quite possibly, yes.

It does sound like a SOL anime too, huh...

Where did you get that idea from?

^This is another good point about sending the hybrids there.

Oh, that sort of goes without saying to be honest.

She might have come close a time or two.

:rofl:

Oops?

I can honestly say here that flight does not make shipgirls and such sick. In fact, some of the Carriers own planes themselves (Akagi owns a Ultralight jet for example, in Razgriz colors).
Be funny if it's just Jersey who gets airsick.
 
Snippet 18: Harry Leferts
It was supposed to be a convoy run to the US, simple and quick. Something for her to cut her eye teeth on while being as much a PR show as anything else. Yamato and Enterprise leading a Convoy along the Central Route and back, the Battleship that was the "Symbol of Japan" along with the Grey Ghost, the ship the Japanese has feared. Now working alongside one another to show how things had changed and that the two nations had changed. It had been simple...

For the most part.

Throughout the convoy run, Kawa, or "Yahagi" as her ship name was, had been antsy. After all, for all her training, this had been the first real mission outside of the odd patrols. All of those had taken place on "Safe" waters around Japan. Which was not to say that she had not enjoyed herself. As a Japanese orphan, she had never gone too far from the main islands. The furthest she had ever gone before becoming a shipgirl had been one school trip to Okinawa just before the war.

Neither Wake nor Midway had been too impressive all told, though she had not stopped at said places, just passing them with the convoy. Hawaii though was impressive with both Enterprise and Yamato taking a day or two that the Convoy was stopped there to show her around Pearl Harbor and Honolulu. After that, was the final leg of that portion of the journey to Puget Sound. Once more, a week was spent just relaxing as the next convoy got set up, with Enterprise taking charge to show Kawa all around the area.

Oddly, Yamato had pouted rather often, only to smile when Kawa had looked. Strange that...

However, that said, Kawa had used shopped around a bit and enjoyed herself for as short a time as it was. According to Enterprise, there was another convoy that they were scheduled for that would take them down to California, which the Light Cruiser could not wait for, though it was at least six months away. Besides a few looks around, the three of them had done PR tours to various schools and the like. Something that somewhat flustered her as she found herself now being in the same position as Yamato and Enterprise among others.

Unlike the two of them though, it seemed that she was more approachable for the little kids. Result of which was them often clustering around her and asking questions. Not that it bothered Kawa too much as she was used to it from her time in the orphanage. In fact, she easily slipped into the role of a big sister figure for all the little kids that were there. Something that only made her more popular with the kids.

All in all, she had enjoyed her time even more than she had expected.

The week soon passed and they found themselves heading back to Japan with another convoy full of food and raw materials as well as some finished ones. Yet again, they had a few days stop over at Hawaii where some of the ships stayed to give needed supplies for the islands. Then onwards past Midway and Wake. It had been just a few hours after they passed when one of the Destroyers had laughed during a conversation with her. Said Destroyer, a Fletcher (though not Willie D, she noted later), had commented that she had worried over nothing and that everything was clear sailing...

Less then five minutes, the first Abyssal aircraft had appeared with Destroyers and two Light Cruisers charging the convoy while far off shells from a Battleship rained down.

Much to her internal amazement, as soon as the battle had started her nervousness had fallen away to reveal the steel underneath. Chasing the splashes from the far off Battleship, Kawa, or Yahagi, focused on not being hit by the bombs falling around her. The whole time, she was firing her own guns at the Abyssal Light Cruiser that she was in a duel with, outside of the odd attack at Destroyers as the allied ones clustered around the fleeing civilian ships to protect them.

Gritting her teeth as one of the bombs exploded close enough that several cuts appeared on her cheek from shrapnel, Kawa narrowed her eyes even as she felt blood and oil drip from her wounds. Taking close aim, she took a deep breath... and fired. The shells crossed the distance within less then three seconds, slamming into the stern area of the Abyssal hull drawing a screech. But more importantly, it blew off the being's legs leaving her dead in the water for a quick torpedo reload and finish. Hearing a boom, Yahagi narrowed her eyes at how the Destroyers were trying to fight an Abyssal Merchant Raider, which was basically a stripped down Heavy Cruiser.

She didn't even hesitate to charge in.

With a glance at her, Enterprise spotted another flight of planes and let loose, "She's not doing too badly, is she, Princess?"

Eyes cloudy from looking through her Spotter Plane, Yamato smirked, "Of course not, this is Yahagi that we are speaking of. I expected nothing less from her."

Angling her CAP in for an attack at one troublesome Abyssal Destroyer, leaving it dead in the water, the Carrier nodded, "I heard and read the reports from what happened in Ten-Go. Her and her crew managed to impress the fuck out of us at the time." With another glance as said Light Cruiser got in close to the Abyssal Merchant Raider and was now firing at close to point blank range, Enterprise smirked, "I can see why now." A laugh escaped her as she shook her head, "Nice shot, Princess! Got them right at amid ships."

Tilting her head, Yamato smirked as well, "And a congratulations to you as well, Enterprise. Both Wo class in one attack, very nicely done."

Suddenly a call went out that froze their blood, "SUBMARINE!"

Head whipping around, Enterprise looked through one plane of her CAP after another before her eyes widened, "YAHAGI! LOOK OUT!"

Eyes widening, the Light Cruiser who had just left the burning Abyssal Merchant Raider behind, turned and looked. She could just see the head of a SO class five miles distant. But more importantly, she could see the bubble trails halfway between the two of them that showed torpedoes heading in her direction. She barely would have the time to turn with how close they were and that would be risky. Out of the corner of her other eye though, she realized that one of the tankers was also right in the path of the torpedoes. Something that the Abyssal likely realized.

Which meant that either she took the hit, and massive damage... or she dodged and allowed the slower, and less armoured Tanker take it. It was either her or the Tanker. Escort or the one being protected. Inside her Bridge, she knew that her Captain was about to make an order...

It was then that she remembered one important fact and spoke to her crew, "Trust me." After a brief second, her fairies all gave their acknowledgement. For her part, the Natural Born narrowed her eyes as she tracked the torpedoes heading towards her, 'One shot... that is all I got for this.' Legs tensing as she felt every erg of horsepower concentrate, she sucked in a breath even as she heard people shouting for her to move. Meanwhile, time seemed to slow to a crawl.

She could see both Enterprise and Yamato shouting at her.

At the same time, she could see the Abyssal smirking, pleased with likely crippling or perhaps killing a shipgirl.

The torpedoes crept closer and closer. Forty feet... thirty feet... twenty feet... fifteen feet...

Yahagi then jumped, her feet barely clearing the water as the torpedoes sailed underneath. The Light Cruiser brought all her weight back and slammed into the ocean surface, all seven and a half thousand tons impacting the water. Being less then fifteen feet away as the water exploded and compressed around them, the torpedoes detonated from the shockwave.

Meanwhile, Yahagi was not still, her guns turned towards the shocked SO-Class. By the time the Abyssal realized what had happened, and was about to happen, it was too late. Not even a second later, the Submarine's head vanished in a spray of ichor and Abyssal steel as the Cruiser's shells took it off.

Hearing utter silence, Kawa blinked and looked around in surprise before smiling in relief at the fact that the attack was over. Lightly laughing, she rubbed her forehead clean of sweat, some blood, and water, "Wow! That was a rush!" Seeing Enterprise and Yamato rushing for her, she gave them a worried look, "Are you two okay?"

To her surprise, both Capital ships grabbed her as best they could with their rigging out. Then she became bemused as the two began to check her over to see how badly hurt she was, Enterprise shaking her head, "What the Jesus fucking Christ was that, Cuddly?! The Hell?"

Confused, Kawa tilted her head some, "Uh, what was what, Enterprise-San?"

Staring at her, Enterprise tried to say something, only to be beaten by Yamato, "I believe that Enterprise-San means the torpedoes..."

Kawa blinked at that and furrowed her eyebrows, "Uh, the torpedoes?" At their nods, she shrugged, "Um, we're girls? Not just ships so... I just jumped over them. I figured that the shockwave from me hitting the water would set them off or send them off course at least."

Both the Battleship and Carrier just stared at her in shock as she nervously chuckled and scratched the back of her neck. Then, Enterprise turned to Yamato and the two nodded and came to an agreement. Much to Yahagi's embarrassment, neither of the two left her side, having her between them. And as soon as they hit the shore in Yokosuka, they practically carried her off to the docks between them.

Not, of course, that she complained much when in the baths she found herself between the two...
 
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And thus was Torpedo Skip born. The admiralty is going to be kicking themselves up and down their office corridors for no one realizing that this was a legitimate tactic.
 
And thus was Torpedo Skip born. The admiralty is going to be kicking themselves up and down their office corridors for no one realizing that this was a legitimate tactic.
Some of them anyways... and far more shipgirls.
20 bucks says the Taffys are going to make Kawa an honorary member with that stunt.
You know it.
to be honest i dont see why most destroyers with torpedo mounts fire backwards with them if an enemy is to the rear
Generally put, a Destroyer when about to fire their torpedo tubes would turn as if about to give a broadside, usually after charging the other ship. Hence the name "Torpedo Run".
Fixed.
I legitimately have no idea. I think I misinterpreted her guilt at not being able to leave her family as a curse upon her that didn't allow her to leave her home islands.
No worries there.
 
Pearl Harbour and Honalulu
Should be Pearl Harbor and Honolulu. That's the official spelling at least, I've spent enough shore time there to know.

Also I cant wait to see Siusan get a scolding and crash course is proper grandparenting from Natsumi's grandfoxes. She really needs to learn to show love and support to all her grandkids, I think shes partially responsible for Petunia's treatment towards harry stemming from how she was always treated with her sister always being clearly shown as the favorite.
 
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