Right.....Wrong.....I don't know

Fjords of North

“Are you seriously thinking that I will do this!” Elma screamed as she stared at Cleveland. They had survived their travels with the shipgirls. It turned out to be even more troublesome than imagined for the Sirens since the shipgirls absolutely refused to interact with them at all, neither of them actually exceeding 27 knots of speed. Taking into account that the sirens' three day journey was essentially doubled and more by the Northern shipgirls doing that, it was obvious why Elma was getting tired of them. She didn’t like them before and this journey they had together certainly didn’t lighten Elmas view about the shipgirls.

They had finally reached the fjörds of the northern areas of Ironbloods territory and while the shipgirls were not expecting getting attacked the sirens definitely were. So Clevelands brilliant idea she came up with while cruising and mentally annoying Soyuz was to first have the Northern Parliament shipgirls dock in their ship forms and then she in disguise as one of the respected Ironblood representatives would leave with them to go to the mainland. So far easy to follow.

Elma's part of the plan was simple. She had two options to choose from. Both of which Elma detested down to her very blood. 

Cleveland gave her the two options of either staying on one of the ships hidden or disguising herself to fit in. Her second choice was the easier functionally, yet harder option for the Enforcer of course. While on one side she was able to join them she did have to disguise herself for it. Which meant she had to wear the clothes of the one who she was trying to become. Something that was going against her very being alone. 

“Come on. It isn’t that bad, we just make you a bigger Tashkent, you are almost the same height anyway with you being like five centimetres taller. Your ears look alike so in thick clothes you will not stand out at all. We just say you are her sister or something similar if that doesn’t work.” Cleveland smiled as she helt fluffy ear warmers/gloves akin to the one Tashkent wore. She even took that one from Tashkent's ship when she wasn’t looking. Elma only sneered at her as she shot a barely charged shot with one of her main guns at Cleveland who dodged the plasma blast. The wall of the ship behind her got damaged a little bit from it though.

“I am not wearing any of that!” Elma huffed as she looked at Cleveland. “I will just follow you out there in my normal clothes.” It would be completely against who she was as a person to wear that.

“And completely break our cover the second you step on the dock.” Cleveland reminded her. She was getting exhausted by Elmas noncompliance. “We might be strong but we can’t take on an infinite amount of people you know.“ 

“These are the northern fjords. You expect half Ironblood to be there?” Elma huffed as she leaned back against Tashkent's ship. She was really not getting over the trouble. “Do a radar scan yourself. There are at most four radio signals of ships there. The biggest might be Tirpitz but there isn’t that much of an issue now is it?”

“And these are still Ironblood ships. They are really observant and have probably hidden ways of calling for help, might it be twisting a beer bottle. The second they see an enemy like us, they will call reinforcements.” Reminded Cleveland again. She knew that the Ironblood shipgirls were a lot more cautious and observing than what you find in the western hemisphere. If they walked in with a siren then the Ironblood girls would immediately know something was wrong. 

Elma pointed to her head. “And us two and your two ghosts there combined can restrain all four of them before they can do that. We can get the information we need in that way.”

“If we kill them or make them scared then they won’t talk at all.” Cleveland sighed. “They have wills that you won’t break with intimidation or torture for a fact. They will not speak one word with you.” Cleveland knew what she was talking about. The Ironblood girls were known to be extremely hard willed and a secret trusted to them would remain secret.