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HLFFS Whitney
The famed Kraician Whitney-Class Submarine, HLFFS Whitney, had a reason why she was called, The Shadow Hunter (or Black Devil). While she was cloaked within the darkness of the ocean, it didn't take long for Whitney to hear the distinctive boom of explosions on the surface and sending a few more abyssals to the depths. The abyssal cruiser that Whitney just crippled was now sinking to the bottom of the ocean - with the burning and mangled wreckage sinking in the distance from Whitney as she laid in the shadows.
"May your fellow witchmates meet you in Valhalla...," Whitney sarcastically bid farwell to what used to be an abyssal cruiser, " For you will return bereft and begone to thy wind. Amen."
Whitney humorously chuckled before briefly performing the sign of the cross as the abyssal cruiser's remains forever disappeared into the watery oblivion. Now, it was time to get into contact with whoever was still out there in the sortie - knowing that surfacing immediately was an instant death sentence for a ship of her type and shape. So without a further ado, Whitney carefully arose to a safer depth and looked around in all directions - finding that no abyssal shipgirls were in the area.
Sticking her antennas up to the surface meant breaking her sleek and stealthy signature by a slight margin, as the antennas would allow her to have long-range communication capabilities to get into contact with other friendly units; however, this was still a gamble nevertheless since tiny bits of her vulnerable inside can be detected by powerful enough sonar equipment. Nevertheless, she let her antenna stick out of the water while she was idling underwater, and she began sending encrypted radio signals to nearby friendly shipgirls. And almost immediately, there was one ship in mind that instantly recognised her transmissions...
"Early in thy mornin', mate!" HLFFS Baylee gleamed to life on the radio transmission, "What took you so long, Wendy?"
Whitney chuckled as Baylee's voice on the radio transmission gave her a sigh of relief, "I've been busy fishin' out for good olde cod. Want to know how many I got?"
"Of course. Now come to thy house ASAP, Wendy." Baylee cryptically replied back while retaining a happy voice, "Would not want to spoil your prized shillings."
"Wilco." Whitney bid farewell for the moment as she began to steered into the direction of Baylee's location - that being eastward - and trudge through the depths of the water. She was only going to surface when she was in range of Baylee's armament and other allied ships; however, come to think of it, Whitney began to receive the friendly signals of other allied ships near Baylee, and the reception was mixed. It was only as she inched closer and closer to Baylee and the other allied ships that her signal was intercepted by the other friendly shipgirls in the area, and it wasn't long until Whitney was in range that her decryption computers alerted her to some of the surprises from the other shipgirl's sailor fairies...
"Unidentified Ship Detected - Westbound." - (Other Shipgirl Sailor Fairy Dialogues)
"Hold your breeches, lads! This shipmate is one of ours!" - (Baylee Sailor Fairy Dialogues)
Without a moment's notice, Whitney retracted her antenna to quarter mast and she arose to the surface with her head and shoulders sticking out the water. While water was still dripping around her upon arising to the surface, Whitney lifted her NVD headgear up from her eyes and pulling down her 'balaclava' to reveal the lower half of her face. The Kraician Black Devil had finally revealed themselves to the fleet, with the sailor fairies on Baylee's gun posts saluting to her...