The First Fleet (Azurlane Fanfiction)

ch. 9, the maid and the BURRTTT

{thinking}
"talking"
*action*
(additional info)

≈~~≈≈~~≈≈~~≈≈~~≈≈~~≈≈~~≈≈~~≈≈~~≈

[TIME SKIP: 2 days]

Wales POV: Pacific Base

it is mid afternoon in my office. it has been 2 day's since 1st Fleet arrived at base and thing a going relatively smoothly. it worries me that cane is still asleep after 40 hours, but his companions have reassured me that this 'normal' for them and that they wouldn't be surprised if he's able to walk by the time he wakes up, which just bring more questions than answers, but I digress.

Simbirsk and wisconsin have integrated well thanks to their competitive and playful nature, with everyone on base having good things to say... other than Wisconsin's snoring. however wisky's eating habits are quite formidable and our alcohol reserves have taken quite the hit. I should probably talk to them about that.

Nakhimov, by comparison, has mainly kept to herself, only interacting with others if she needs something or they ask something of her, with yes or no questions being acknowledged by a simple nod or shake of the head. even still, she has gain the respect of many in the base thanks to her fighting skills and her willingness to teach others.

Duncan is also quite the amazing ship, in fact, I believe that she may be the best maid ship that this base has ever seen, maybe even all of Royal Navy. many of the maid's expressed wishes to learn from her, especially her way of going unnoticed. that being said, these rumours are getting our of hand. many of the ship believe she is some sort of ghost. as if just by mentioning her name, she'll appear if you need.... something....

Wales: "...hmm... HMS Duncan"

Duncan: "you called, Lady Wales?"

I then quickly look up towards the voice. Duncan then came through my door and looked at me with a questioning look.

Wales: "D-Duncan, w-what are you doing here?"

Duncan: "I apologise if I interrupted something. I am here to inform you that the repare of the fleet is going well. doris and vestal have now treated all of the injured kansen, though their ships, and in extention, their rigging are not ready for battle"

Wales: "I see. has cane woken up yet?"

Duncan: "sadly no, however Doris and vestal are about to begin reconstruction of the larger ships. You are welcome to observe once you are able"

Wales: "... actually, it Seems I need a break. I will make my way to the docks. while I do, could you please make some tea? That would be lovely"

Duncan: "do you have any particular tea in mind?"

Wales: "no no, anything kind would be fine. You do know how to make tea, correct?"

Duncan: "of course! I shall make the one that 'Wales' enjoyed"

Wales: "You're referring to my predecessor, correct?... What... What was she like?"

Duncan: *chuckle* "Well, last i met her, she was timid, kind, and such a sweet little creampuff. The only resemblance that you seem to carry over is her self discipline"

That... Was actually quite comforting. To think that I had anything in common with my legendary predecessor, it's quite gratifying.

Wales: "I see. Well then, you shall meet me at the drydocks. I will make my way there soon enough"

With that, Duncan was out of sight and I quickly finished up my paperwork. I then walked out of my office and made my way to the docks, greeting and waving at the passing girls as I took my stroll. I have to say, life here is not how i imagined it to be. The girls here are excitable and quite uncouth, still, their skill and willingness to help have surprised me, and I have to admit, their playful nativity has grown on me.