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"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."
—Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Makie and her expanded group of friends consisting of Yotaro, aka Kirishima, Haruna and of course, her bestest friend ever, Bon-Bon, aka Bismarck, had all found themselves peacefully inside I-401's bridge as her vessel silently treaded through the Ogasawara Waters. The human crew was understandable a little uncomfortable with having three foreign Fleet of Fog mental models in such close proximity to themselves. Iona, the name which I-401 goes by, had naturally put all of the three mental model's weapons on lockdown, much to Bismarck's annoyance. Now the group of four, including Kirishima, naturally, were sitting in a circle on the ground, playing cards. Bismarck was surprisingly abysmal at playing the game, despite his god-level poker face. They were patiently waiting for Iona to make it to their fortress-monastery base or whatever it was that her captain mentioned. While they waited Bismarck made sure to catalogue every member of the crew currently present in the bridge.
This was I-401's mental model, she goes by the name of Iona. Quite the stoic girl with a strangely sympathetic and simple heart, judging by what little information Bismarck obtained from their limited interaction.
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[Bismarck • King of The Ocean]
FanfictionA battleship that brought fear and despair with just the mention of its name. A pride of a nation, a beast made of steel. A sign of power, a show of force. First built by Germans in 1939 as the flagship of the Kriegsmarine. Built to annihilate any o...