Sherlock Goto & the Disappearing Islands 2
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Harry Leferts
Slowly moving up toward Nagato, Mutsu took a moment to fire her guns, the shells slamming into the blackened crust on the island and blowing craters into it. "How are you doing, Nee-san?"
Her hand up against her chest, Nagato took a deep breath before wincing. "I am... okay, Mutsu."
In reply, Mutsu only raised an eyebrow before she reached out and poked Nagato in the side of her chest. Said Battleship's eyes flew open as she hissed even as Mutsu commented on it dryly. "Somehow I doubt that very much."
Nagato just sucked in a breath through clinched teeth before firing her own guns at a damaged Ru-Class who was climbing onto the blasted rock of the island to try and brace herself. Moments later, the Abyssal vanished in a cloud of fire and debris. "Just... some broken ribs. I'll just need a soak in the docks once I get back to base." Another retort of guns caused her to look to the side where Arizona was glaring at the island as if it's very existence was a offense to her. And knowing the American Battleship, it might have been. "I'll be fine."
Eyes narrowed, Mutsu frowned a bit before she took up position besides her sister. "You did take a blow from the Princess' cannon after all."
Grunting, Nagato sighted another shore installation and fired on it, a massive fireball that for a moment caused her to shiver from memories all that signaled it existed moments later. "It was... poorly aimed."
Tone utterly dry, Mutsu scoffed. "Yes, because a... 31 inch gun was poorly aimed." Expression softening, Mutsu shook her head. "You were lucky, extremely so."
It was with some curiosity that Mutsu watched Nagato reach up and gently gripped the omamori that hung around her neck. "I was."
Firing her guns again, Mutsu hummed a bit. "And such a lucky charm you have there, Nee-San."
Much to her surprise, Nagato chuckled before sucking in a breath as her cannons fired, the shells slamming home. "Harry gave it to me."
Smile softening, Mutsu just nodded. "I see... perhaps the Kami heard him." Hearing a drone, she looked up and blinked before narrowing her eyes. "It looks like the second wave is incoming."
Looking up herself, the older of the two Battleships took in the fighters flying above, American and Japanese aircraft flying over the island and dropping bombs. But it was the ones in the back of the line that caused her to widen her eyebrows. "Are those B-25s?"
Also raising her eyebrows, Mutsu nodded. "It seems that Hornet must be with the Americans... and judging from that, they're rather pissed off."
With a snort, Nagato shook her head. "I wonder why since this base must be the one that wiped out their fleet at Wake as well as attacking their convoys."
Even as explosions ripped through the island, collapsing the tunnels and blasting open bunkers built into the island, Arizona, who had also drifted over, just spoke in a cold voice. "An action that we are going to teach them to regret."
Suddenly, all of them could feel a rumble under their feet and looked to see sections of the island just collapse into itself in clouds of dust and debris. But even as that happened, the combined fleets of shipgirls continued to pound away at it. "I do wonder why no one knew it was here though... or why they still can't spot it."
A beep caused Arizona to clumsily pull out a phone and look at it. "Correction, they can spot it now." Her eyes then narrowed. "Though as to why... I suspect that it was them."
Glancing at her fellow Super-Dreadnought, Mutsu frowned a bit as she remembered some bits from the beginning of the war. "You think that it was the work of the onmyōji?" Getting a nod, Mutsu considered this even as the guns of all three Battleships spoke as one. "That... does seem like them, doesn't it?"
There was a frown on Nagato's face before she shook it off. "Whatever the case, if it was them, then they most likely were killed by the Abyssals. They do hate all humans no matter if they use magic or not." Her eyes drifted across the island and for some reason, she shivered. 'Yet... I can't help but think that it was not just the Abyssals who stained this place...' Suddenly, her attention was grabbed as Mutsu snickered. "Hmm?"
Mutsu just waved her off. "Just a thought. Perhaps we can convince Harry and Jane to put aside their little rivalry to cook us something once we get back." There was another rumble as yet more of the island collapsed inwards under the sheer weight of the bombardment as now even the Destroyers were joining in alongside the older Pre-dreadnoughts such as Mikasa. "It seems that perhaps, that might be soon."
In reply, Nagato smirked. "Perhaps." Her eyes then drifted in the direction of Yokosuka and for a moment, she imagined herself just relaxing with her son. "Perhaps..."
Slowly moving up toward Nagato, Mutsu took a moment to fire her guns, the shells slamming into the blackened crust on the island and blowing craters into it. "How are you doing, Nee-san?"
Her hand up against her chest, Nagato took a deep breath before wincing. "I am... okay, Mutsu."
In reply, Mutsu only raised an eyebrow before she reached out and poked Nagato in the side of her chest. Said Battleship's eyes flew open as she hissed even as Mutsu commented on it dryly. "Somehow I doubt that very much."
Nagato just sucked in a breath through clinched teeth before firing her own guns at a damaged Ru-Class who was climbing onto the blasted rock of the island to try and brace herself. Moments later, the Abyssal vanished in a cloud of fire and debris. "Just... some broken ribs. I'll just need a soak in the docks once I get back to base." Another retort of guns caused her to look to the side where Arizona was glaring at the island as if it's very existence was a offense to her. And knowing the American Battleship, it might have been. "I'll be fine."
Eyes narrowed, Mutsu frowned a bit before she took up position besides her sister. "You did take a blow from the Princess' cannon after all."
Grunting, Nagato sighted another shore installation and fired on it, a massive fireball that for a moment caused her to shiver from memories all that signaled it existed moments later. "It was... poorly aimed."
Tone utterly dry, Mutsu scoffed. "Yes, because a... 31 inch gun was poorly aimed." Expression softening, Mutsu shook her head. "You were lucky, extremely so."
It was with some curiosity that Mutsu watched Nagato reach up and gently gripped the omamori that hung around her neck. "I was."
Firing her guns again, Mutsu hummed a bit. "And such a lucky charm you have there, Nee-San."
Much to her surprise, Nagato chuckled before sucking in a breath as her cannons fired, the shells slamming home. "Harry gave it to me."
Smile softening, Mutsu just nodded. "I see... perhaps the Kami heard him." Hearing a drone, she looked up and blinked before narrowing her eyes. "It looks like the second wave is incoming."
Looking up herself, the older of the two Battleships took in the fighters flying above, American and Japanese aircraft flying over the island and dropping bombs. But it was the ones in the back of the line that caused her to widen her eyebrows. "Are those B-25s?"
Also raising her eyebrows, Mutsu nodded. "It seems that Hornet must be with the Americans... and judging from that, they're rather pissed off."
With a snort, Nagato shook her head. "I wonder why since this base must be the one that wiped out their fleet at Wake as well as attacking their convoys."
Even as explosions ripped through the island, collapsing the tunnels and blasting open bunkers built into the island, Arizona, who had also drifted over, just spoke in a cold voice. "An action that we are going to teach them to regret."
Suddenly, all of them could feel a rumble under their feet and looked to see sections of the island just collapse into itself in clouds of dust and debris. But even as that happened, the combined fleets of shipgirls continued to pound away at it. "I do wonder why no one knew it was here though... or why they still can't spot it."
A beep caused Arizona to clumsily pull out a phone and look at it. "Correction, they can spot it now." Her eyes then narrowed. "Though as to why... I suspect that it was them."
Glancing at her fellow Super-Dreadnought, Mutsu frowned a bit as she remembered some bits from the beginning of the war. "You think that it was the work of the onmyōji?" Getting a nod, Mutsu considered this even as the guns of all three Battleships spoke as one. "That... does seem like them, doesn't it?"
There was a frown on Nagato's face before she shook it off. "Whatever the case, if it was them, then they most likely were killed by the Abyssals. They do hate all humans no matter if they use magic or not." Her eyes drifted across the island and for some reason, she shivered. 'Yet... I can't help but think that it was not just the Abyssals who stained this place...' Suddenly, her attention was grabbed as Mutsu snickered. "Hmm?"
Mutsu just waved her off. "Just a thought. Perhaps we can convince Harry and Jane to put aside their little rivalry to cook us something once we get back." There was another rumble as yet more of the island collapsed inwards under the sheer weight of the bombardment as now even the Destroyers were joining in alongside the older Pre-dreadnoughts such as Mikasa. "It seems that perhaps, that might be soon."
In reply, Nagato smirked. "Perhaps." Her eyes then drifted in the direction of Yokosuka and for a moment, she imagined herself just relaxing with her son. "Perhaps..."