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by Higher Japan » Fri Feb 23, 2018 4:22 am
NOTICE: As of 14/10, the empress has officially been granted greater control of the government, including military and financial sectors. That is all, have a good day.
by Legatia » Fri Feb 23, 2018 6:14 am
LNS Coriolanus
Naval Base, Sector CN-17|Operational Sector Wide Sea- Southwest|1800 hours
by Novaya Equestria » Fri Feb 23, 2018 7:31 am
Legatia wrote:snip
by Legatia » Fri Feb 23, 2018 8:37 am
LNS Coriolanus
Naval Base, Sector CN-17|Operational Sector Wide Sea- Southwest|1830 hours
by Novaya Equestria » Fri Feb 23, 2018 9:03 am
Legatia wrote:snip
by New Antonalia » Fri Feb 23, 2018 9:26 am
Legatia wrote:MNC Prophet, effective immediately, I am appointing you Adjutant of this fleet."
by Austria-Bohemia-Hungary » Fri Feb 23, 2018 9:38 am
by Suoji » Fri Feb 23, 2018 10:00 am
by Sleet Clans » Fri Feb 23, 2018 7:01 pm
by The Cross and Davids Star » Fri Feb 23, 2018 8:13 pm
by Sterkistan » Sat Feb 24, 2018 12:22 am
The Selkie wrote:-SNIP-
by The Selkie » Sat Feb 24, 2018 7:44 am
Rustyal wrote:Empress Catherine
Conference Room
Seeing as her suggestion was mostly ignored due to Prophet getting promoted, she sat in silence, before looking to Amy. "You know what, I could use a repair. Sitting like this is nyet fun..." She stood up, stretching and sighing at the same time. Catherine was about done with sitting here anyway. She stepped over to Amy. "You know better than I do about damage repair. And no, you don't have to tow me." She giggled a bit. "Repair baths should work fine once I stop bleeding. I need the bath anyway..." She twisted her own torso, cracking her back. Those many hits had rattled her internals.
Suoji wrote:Josura and Jokosuka, Base
The silence of the base was broken as Jokosuka and Josura heard a loud scream of anger from somewhere in the base. The two were silent for a moment before laughing quietly. They didn’t want to laugh to loud otherwise someone might hear them.
“Looks like someone’s rather angry...” Jokosuka mumbled. In the rather emotionless nation of Suoji, bursts of anger were mostly met with laughter. A weird custom, but a custom nonetheless.
The pair were heading down to the warehouse; Jokosuka had left his bags there before the battle, and Josura had found some extra things in his storage bay, mostly just ammunition, but he found a couple of Kaizu I Suojian heavy tanks in there. They were useless in naval combat (tanks can’t swim!) but he preferred they be in the warehouse than adding ~100 tons of weight to him. They hoped the warehouse was intact though, Jokosuka already had no place to sleep tonight.
Sterkistan wrote:The Selkie wrote:-SNIP-
Battleship Whona
Baths
Whona looked down solemnly, she got along pretty well with Searc. It would be different without her.
"Stilly, there isn't an easy way to word this." She needed to clear it from the girl's head now before it became a problem.
"There's nothing anyone could have done... But all you need to know is that out there, when you sink, you sink with honour and as a hero. Because it's your time to go, and nobody can change that. And we can't let that be in vain."
She reached over, placing her hand on the girl's neck, stroking her cheek.
"We'll be fine. it's best not to dwell on what might have been. Because then you're not doing any justice by them..."
She pat her on the head and sat back again, her face becoming a slight grimace.
"Except for that bastard Novoya, he's done nothing but a pain in the ass since he arrived. Wasting resources like they're salt water, endangering everyone else around him. And his group act like he's the king of the damn world, 'Oh do this, oh do that. He's not happy enough.' What a load of shit."
She finished ranting, thinking of something horrible and insensitive to say before putting up her wall, not to say such things around the poor sloop.
She sighed, "But, I'm fine... Thanks for asking. these holes'll take some patching but I'll be right."
She motioned to the girl's hand.
"I hope that turns out fine."
Battleship Diamantina
Baths
Dia stood from her slouched position, her knuckles were gashed and the tops of her fingers had cuts running over them.
The tree was less lucky, wood splinters and chinks lying around everywhere. A nice dent created in the trunk.
She stood, breathing heavily. Lots of her anger and sadness released. Before turning and walking toward the baths, keeping her hands hidden away as she entered.
She did the usual, showering to wash off the grime from the battle and entering the baths, towel wrapped around herself.
The warm, soothing air did wonders for her. And she almost forgot about the previous battle's losses and screw-ups.
Her eyes were still red and relatively puffy as she slipped into a bath next to Whona and Stilly, placing her hands to heal under the water.
She looked over, a small smile on her face.
"Hello Stilly, are you feeling alright?"
The Cross and Davids Star wrote:Prophet
Almost instinctually, Prophet quickly embraced Rhiannon, keeping her close to him as if to protect her. Love does strange things to people, Prophet simply does more. But to him, it just felt right to comfort his girlfriend. That's when he heard the scream of a certain carrier, and the Russian rage of another, forcing him to stifle his laughter.
"О нет, лидер-перевозчик узнал мое продвижение выше него!" He thought, knowing Fyodor would be pissed at him as soon as he found out. While it felt strange to him, Prophet quickly hid himself and Rhiannon inside the conference room, shutting the door as soon as both were inside. There, he sat down in a corner with her, letting her cry as much as she felt she needed to do.
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
by The Cross and Davids Star » Sat Feb 24, 2018 9:25 am
by Fascist Republic Of Bermuda » Sun Feb 25, 2018 12:33 am
Legatia wrote:-snip-
Legatia wrote:-snip-
Kraicia wrote:HLFFS Bailee
With CSS Thomas Jefferson
by Sterkistan » Sun Feb 25, 2018 5:16 am
The Selkie wrote:-SNIP-
by Jebslund » Sun Feb 25, 2018 3:15 pm
The Selkie wrote:[shnip]
Inland Sea.Baka-Prince could very much appreciate the scenery, which the Channel Harbour Princess had set up. Indeed, it looked a bit like a beach resort, which was very fine by him, as it gave everyone a pleasant place to relax after a harsh battle - except those, who were wounded and there were a lot of them.His own destroyers, for example, who rested in the 'hotel', the berthing space for all of them, having taken the form of a series of beach huts covered from aerial reconnaissance by the jungle itself.He was not happy and he saw, that Hornissennest wasn't happy either as they sat under the protection of the 15inch coastal guns, countless AA-batteries, smaller guns and air patrols, which had been set up by the Channel Harbour Princess. Said Princess was a tall woman, who certainly had the fuel bunkers to act as a supply depot, her red eyes on both the Princes and the Princess, as well as a fourth, more unexpected guest: Battered, bruised and heavily damaged, Lamia had made her way over to the assembly.Baka-Prince bowed his head respectfully to their host, gratitude in his eyes, old ceremony.The CHP nodded. "Well, then...", she said, "Glad to have you all here. My condolences, Lamia." The Demon took it with a bow. "Now... you all tell me, how did Chill die?"
[shnip]
by The Selkie » Mon Feb 26, 2018 9:17 am
Jebslund wrote:The Selkie wrote:[shnip]
Inland Sea.Baka-Prince could very much appreciate the scenery, which the Channel Harbour Princess had set up. Indeed, it looked a bit like a beach resort, which was very fine by him, as it gave everyone a pleasant place to relax after a harsh battle - except those, who were wounded and there were a lot of them.His own destroyers, for example, who rested in the 'hotel', the berthing space for all of them, having taken the form of a series of beach huts covered from aerial reconnaissance by the jungle itself.He was not happy and he saw, that Hornissennest wasn't happy either as they sat under the protection of the 15inch coastal guns, countless AA-batteries, smaller guns and air patrols, which had been set up by the Channel Harbour Princess. Said Princess was a tall woman, who certainly had the fuel bunkers to act as a supply depot, her red eyes on both the Princes and the Princess, as well as a fourth, more unexpected guest: Battered, bruised and heavily damaged, Lamia had made her way over to the assembly.Baka-Prince bowed his head respectfully to their host, gratitude in his eyes, old ceremony.The CHP nodded. "Well, then...", she said, "Glad to have you all here. My condolences, Lamia." The Demon took it with a bow. "Now... you all tell me, how did Chill die?"
[shnip]
Hornissennest bowed her head respectfully as well. The Channel Harbor Princess was indeed beautiful, but that was not why the carrier had been summoned, so not so much as a pause for admiration was given, merely a resuming of her silent fuming until the question was asked. "From my position, I did not see much, though Turmfalke's scouts reported seeing the enemy sea cow fire off a barrage of everything on her deck. My apologies for my failure, Channel Harbor Princess, but I was too late to the battle to do anything to prevent Chill's death. Or your losses, Lamia.", she added, nodding apologetically toward Lamia, "I accept full responsibility. My lateness was the first of several mistakes on my part.".
Sleet Clans wrote:....for the love of Ynannhluttr, can he ever shut up? Nevlamas thought to herself as she heard Novaya's scream of rage from within the base's corridors. After the disastrous operation that had seen the Selkie cruiser Searc sunk (Try saying that three times fast!), her and her comrades had mostly focused on recovering from their wounds. Although the 'Tavi herself had gotten a commendation from Cor for her initiative (Please, I was built to hunt! It was nothing!), it almost felt....empty to her. She had broken off from fleets she was tagging along to hit distant targets countless times during her lifespan. One more wasn't all that different...right?
Add that to the fact that they had suffered massive damage and, well...needless to say, Sleetavia's underwater ace wasn't in the best of moods right now. She hadn't even managed to sink that carrier she had attacked. Hell, the bitch almost looked like she wasn't even affected by that salvo of QF torpedoes. Oh well, that was in the past now...
Continuing to walk throughout the various corridors of the submarine dorms, Nevlamas decided that she had better get some fresh air. With that, she proceeded outside of the submarine dorms and started to wander around the base itself, looking at what had been rebuilt after the Abyssal raid on their base of operations. The mere fact that those daemonic horrors had managed to strike their base while they were all away tearing the monsters a new one was...unsettling. If the sub could, she would try to find some way to bolster it's defenses if they were all gone on an operation that big in scale again.
...maybe, just maybe, the top brass at the UCAF would agree to let a fighter squadron or two come over. They could certainly use all the help they could get their hands on, especially now that they were still recovering.
Making her way over to near the center of the base, the submarine leaned against a wall covered by a shade, eventually losing herself to her own thoughts...
Sterkistan wrote:The Selkie wrote:-SNIP-
Battleships Diamantina and Whona
Baths
Dia's eyes dropped, knowing the poor girl had been through lots in the past few hours.
"As long as you'll be fine. It hurts now, but in time it'll get better."
She lazed back in the bath, starting the ever-long and endearing process of washing her hair, running her hands gently through it, getting rid of the knots and kneading the shampoo out.
She looked over at Stilly.
"Stilly? Do you want me to wash your hair?"
Whona was still thinking of the best ways to dispose of Novaya. Determining that hiding a body would be more effective, and cost less resources than having to put up with his constant niggling and cowardice.
She grasped her sword sitting at the edge of the bath, unsheathing it slowly. Before running a cloth up and down the blade, cleaning and polishing it.
The Cross and Davids Star wrote:Prophet
Prophet easily understood her pain, as he too felt the loss of a loved one in battle, during the ambush on the academy. He believed now that it was a good time to sing a song, the same song he sung to Novaya the day before.
"Day to night, dark to light, fall the sands of time. Let the years, like the gears, of a clock unwind. In your mind, walk through time, back to better days. Memories, like a dream, wash tears away. Like a star in the sky, darkness can't reach you. light the night, joy is light, till the new dawn. Cast away your old face, forget your distress. Content with the past, you can at last, shine in a calming light." He sung, repeating on and on.
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
by Suoji » Mon Feb 26, 2018 10:03 am
by Sleet Clans » Mon Feb 26, 2018 12:21 pm
The Selkie wrote:-snip-
by Rustyal » Mon Feb 26, 2018 6:15 pm
by Jebslund » Tue Feb 27, 2018 11:56 am
The Selkie wrote:Jebslund wrote:
Hornissennest bowed her head respectfully as well. The Channel Harbor Princess was indeed beautiful, but that was not why the carrier had been summoned, so not so much as a pause for admiration was given, merely a resuming of her silent fuming until the question was asked. "From my position, I did not see much, though Turmfalke's scouts reported seeing the enemy sea cow fire off a barrage of everything on her deck. My apologies for my failure, Channel Harbor Princess, but I was too late to the battle to do anything to prevent Chill's death. Or your losses, Lamia.", she added, nodding apologetically toward Lamia, "I accept full responsibility. My lateness was the first of several mistakes on my part.".
Channel Harbour Princess.
The Princess nodded. "Noted.", she said with a serious expression, "While it is good, and a mark of character, that you wish to stand by your mistakes, I do not see any grave mistakes with you so far." She let a beat pass. "While Chill's demise is... unfortunate, to say the least, robbing us of our major air support above the Shipwreck Islands, you all made the enemy pay dearly for it, according to both Lamia's, Wolftraud's and Baka's reports. None of them except a few support ships emerged without damages, some of them rather major. And yes, while only one light cruiser was sunk, we have driven them back into their base for the foreseeable future."
"I believe...", Baka-Prince said, "That the human expression for that is 'Phyrric Victory'."
"In addition to that...", the Channel Harbour Princess said with a nod, "We now have the initiative. More combat ready vessels, freedom of action. We originally planned to fight this as a war of attrition, but we might not need to, if this continues." A beat passed. "Not exactly a victory on all fronts, but better then an outright defeat. Now, as for Lamia's Battlegroup, I hear from the Anchorage Water Demon of the Shipwreck Islands, that two of her submarines managed to flee to her after firing their entire ammunition."
Lamia's expression brightened considerably.
"And that there is a new addition to this sector, who needs to be assigned. Our Harbour Water Demon and Tsundere are currently taking care of her, but when she is ready for deployment, the Tsu-class Light Cruiser Searc is up for the taking by any of you... any takers?", she asked, Bob motioning to Comet and Hornissennest - they had first grabs, if need arose.
[shnip]
by The Cross and Davids Star » Tue Feb 27, 2018 5:57 pm
by Sterkistan » Wed Feb 28, 2018 3:46 am
The Selkie wrote:-SNIP-
by The Selkie » Wed Feb 28, 2018 5:22 am
Suoji wrote:Jokosuka and Josura, Warehouse, Base
Jokosuka and Josura entered the warehouse, that was slightly damaged, but nothing compared to the cruiser dorm. It was slightly dark and wasn’t the cleanest of places, and had a slight dingy feel to it. There was a slight smell of sea air.
The pair were startled as a purple-haired cruiser greeted them. His hair was not too dissimilar to Jokosuka’s but only longer. Jokosuka turned and offered him a smile, yet Josura just turned and stared. Josura’s was not, to say, enough most welcoming of stares, and felt rather cold. Jokosuka bowed to greet him.
“I’m Jokosuka,” he said. “Suojian light cruiser, and this is my friend, Josura.” He gestured at the submarine, who remained silent. The cruiser then showed him what looked like rowing boats, and then asked him where he could put them.
“You see, we’re new here as well, and we don’t exactly know our way round here either...” He paused for a moment before continuing. “However, Josura has some tanks here, and I would presume they would be roughly the same place, so you can come with us!” He smiled again.
Sleet Clans wrote:The Selkie wrote:-snip-
Nevlamas looked up, almost startled with her eyes widening for a split second, before she looked at the freighter who had just called to her. It wasn't often that people and/or ships would come up to her...they didn't tend to notice her that much, her being the borderline wallflower that she was. It wasn't like she made efforts to actually mingle at times! She was a submarine: They kind of WERE naturally stealthy in a way!
''UCN Nevlamas, United Confederate Navy. No need for that 'miss' title...it's makes me feel old. You're....?''
The Sleetavian thought for a moment, swearing she had seen Miuil somewhere before, before that came to her mind.
''...Miuil, right? You got something?''
Rustyal wrote:Empress Catherine
On base
Catherine would watch as her hand was taken and she was pulled along by the destroyer tender. While Catherine could walk on her own, this was a bit reassuring, as she could feel herself stumbling every now and then. Guess the blood loss is getting to her head. Well, she'll probably be fine. She listened halfheartedly to Amy speak, waving at the little fairies once they waved to her. This seemed relatively fine for her. "I'm pretty sure my fairies are already tending to themselves- I'm a ship designed to fight and keep fighting, and fight more after that." She giggled a bit.
"All of that seems fine to me, tovarisch!~" She giggled slightly. "I just hope my main armor belt is okay... Not sure if they have foundries here capable of 36 inch lightweight alloy plates..." Catherine's mood faded to a bit more gloomy one. "Atleast I saved some ship tonnage today..." That was good, no? Lots of resources for minimal casualties seems like a fair tradeoff.
Jebslund wrote:The Selkie wrote:
Channel Harbour Princess.
The Princess nodded. "Noted.", she said with a serious expression, "While it is good, and a mark of character, that you wish to stand by your mistakes, I do not see any grave mistakes with you so far." She let a beat pass. "While Chill's demise is... unfortunate, to say the least, robbing us of our major air support above the Shipwreck Islands, you all made the enemy pay dearly for it, according to both Lamia's, Wolftraud's and Baka's reports. None of them except a few support ships emerged without damages, some of them rather major. And yes, while only one light cruiser was sunk, we have driven them back into their base for the foreseeable future."
"I believe...", Baka-Prince said, "That the human expression for that is 'Phyrric Victory'."
"In addition to that...", the Channel Harbour Princess said with a nod, "We now have the initiative. More combat ready vessels, freedom of action. We originally planned to fight this as a war of attrition, but we might not need to, if this continues." A beat passed. "Not exactly a victory on all fronts, but better then an outright defeat. Now, as for Lamia's Battlegroup, I hear from the Anchorage Water Demon of the Shipwreck Islands, that two of her submarines managed to flee to her after firing their entire ammunition."
Lamia's expression brightened considerably.
"And that there is a new addition to this sector, who needs to be assigned. Our Harbour Water Demon and Tsundere are currently taking care of her, but when she is ready for deployment, the Tsu-class Light Cruiser Searc is up for the taking by any of you... any takers?", she asked, Bob motioning to Comet and Hornissennest - they had first grabs, if need arose.
[shnip]
The statement that she had made no grave mistakes was surprising to Hornissennest. By her estimation, she'd made no fewer than four. But one did not question one's superiors in front of others, so she held her tongue, simply nodding. As she listened to the Channel Harbor Princess's debriefing, she understood the installation's lack of concern a bit more, though she still considered her mistakes much more serious that CHP had claimed.
Had Hornissennest been on station on time, she may have been able to go after the enemy carrier group sooner, before she would have been spotted, and had time for more runs against them. Had she not wasted time sending her aircraft at targets before determining what needed to be hit, she might have been able to recover more of her force, or direct them to others who could. Had she ordered her decoy group to spot for the following waves, she might have been able to sink more ships before backup arrived. Had she ordered her force not to dawdle, they may have been able to cover for that oversight on their own.
A brief flicker of a smile graced her face as Bob described the enemy victory. Indeed. A few more victories over the Abyssals like that and the Kanmusu *would* be undone. And their victory was not yet complete. Not by a long shot. Hornissennest had a few "victory prizes" she wanted to give the Kanmusu. 600kg ones. Plenty for every last one of the blighters.
At the mention of the new vessel, Hornissennest spoke up, "The name sounds familiar. A Selkie vessel, if I'm not mistaken. Meaning their loss truly was our gain. I'll have have her, if Comet has no objections. More air defense is never a bad idea when one's prey is carriers.", she answered, "I'd also like to take this moment to volunteer to deliver our "congratulations" to the Kanmusu upon completion of my repairs. I had a fishing trip planned in the area anyway, and it would be rude not to offer them a housewarming gift. They did just purchase property on one of our islands, after all. Do you think 600kg bouquets, delivered to what's left of their doorstep, would be appropriate?", she continued.
Sterkistan wrote:The Selkie wrote:-SNIP-
Battleships Diamantina & Whona
Baths
Whona matched the grin, knowing that daggers too were extremely useful. But her sword held buckets of sentimental value for her, as was likewise with Dia's, which they were awarded by the Empress Gioni IV after the Second Civil War. They were only 14 then...
Whona slipped into thought, a form of Post Traumatic remembrance, memory after memory escaping the mental cage she built around them.
Dia however, smiled back at Stilly. In a normal fashion, mind you.
"Of course, you may smell it. I'd be more worried if you didn't want to."
She passed the bottle over, a sweet-smelling shampoo, but not overpowering. Like a bed of roses.
"This is the same Shampoo I use, I think it smells quite nice."
She started running her hands gently through Stilly's hair, kneading out the knots and patting it down.
The Cross and Davids Star wrote:Prophet
"If only we could, if only..." Prophet thought, holding his now sleeping girlfriend in his arms. He knew that this was no place to sleep, and decided to move their party of two to his room, since hers was essentially demolished. With some effort, Prophet lifted himself to his feet, carrying Rhiannon as if the two were recently married, and began walking from the conference room over to the carrier dorms, which there was evidence of a commotion, especially since there was the caved in door of Novaya's room. But it mattered little to him at the moment, so Prophet went into his own room, placing Rhiannon on his bed as soon as he could.
"I wish I had something for her to drink after she wakes up." He thought. Choosing to not go out of his way, he stayed in his dorm, watching over Rhiannon as she slept, thinking of things he'd need to prepare for as the new adjutant.
I play PT, MT and a bit FT. I am into character-RPs.
by Legatia » Wed Feb 28, 2018 5:45 am
LNS Coriolanus
Naval Base, Sector CN-17|Operational Sector Wide Sea- Southwest|1830 hours
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