Howdy, how you all doing? Good? Good, anyway if you all haven't read the last chapter (Which you should probably do) I went ahead and introduced a whole new cast of characters that a few of you all put in. :D Which is great!! Now onto what's going on, I'm basically going to mostly be bonged down with stuff but, I've had a good week so expect a second chapter for this week!
Anyway, much love and thanks you for reading my story. The adventures of Arthur, Louis, Dura, Ontario, and many more will all be faced with problems in not just the Atlantic but also the pacific. But don't worry, with the Bismarck class battleship leading the way it can't all be bad. . . Right? . . . . . Like it can't just end in an . . . Well . . . . . *Author was sweating a lot* A-Anyway, enjoy the chapter you little goblins. Happy reading :P
A claim wind blew into the room, a girl with short blond white hair and blue eyes in a white Ironblood uniform could be seen at a desk. Her face was cancelled by the captains hat and her hair. In her hands was a pen, she was writing with a small smile on her face. 'Dear Bruder, how was your day? Was it fun? Well I hope it was I've been up here in the North keeping the sirens at bay.' She wrote. She lifted the pen up from the paper and tapped the end to her chin, she looked to be thinking her next words for a while before pressing the pen against the paper again.
'I've been reading some books about the world, did you know that killer whales from different parts of the world speak differently? Amazing right?' She sighed with a smile on her face, she looked down at the paper again to see that it was almost used up. Her smile faltered a bit when she started writing again.
'I've been thinking about you again, the day we can all see each other has been keeping me awake at night. I still dream about those times when you were still with us, and you could even say how you remained me of big schwester when I was still under construction with her. I miss you a lot, and I hope I can see you again.' With a heavy sigh she writes one more time. 'Sincerely your big schwester, Tirpitz.'
With a loving smile, she puts the pen down and folds the paper. She places it into a letter and stamp a snow flake onto the letter. She gets up and moves to a box, she opens it to revel more letters all with the same stamp. She places it inside and closes the letter box, she sighs and begins to walk out. "Soon" She whispered "Soon, we'll meet again Bruder." The box remains in the office, all in unmoving until a single snow flake falls atop the box.
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Montreal Military Harbour (4:55 a.m.)
The base was busy, well more busy than usual. Ship girls from the many destroyer squadrons to the combined fleet of the ghost fleet, Pacific task force, North Shield, and home fleet one with their groups members where all running about. Manjuus and meow-officers were moving supplies and such to ships that were docked.
At the centre of it all was Quebec who was currently dancing to away at some music. There was a recored player by her feet as she danced atop a wooden create. She was spinning on the spot as one leg was up while the other balanced her form. With every beat of the toon, she turned and stepped all the while keeping a straight posture. Her eyes were closed as her soul focus was the music being played by her feet.
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