"Can I go inside?" Declan heard Haizel ask him. "Uhh... I suppose so. This one<span style="font-style: italic">is</span>finished and they<span style="font-style: italic">are</span>going to be protecting you. Might as well know knows what goes on." he replied. "How do you get these out of here?" Haizel asked. Declan pointed toward 2 large steel doors at the end of the way. " See those doors there? We have recessed steel doors leading out to the lake, where we test the Subseas sometimes. But we're going to have to, and have been, shipping them via train to our port city of Greydock. And this thing is pretty heavy. It's displacement is roughly 15,000 tonnes. It's 170 metres long and travels at a speed of 12 knots, 22 kilometres per hour, while surfaced, and about 20 knots, 37 kilometres per hour, while submerged." he explained as he rapped on the entrance hatch to the Sub'. When no one answered, he turned the wheel, unlocking the hatch, and opened it. "After you, love."<br/><br/>Declan followed Haizel down the ladder, into the belly of the Subsea. "It's a bit cramped, isn't it?" she observed. Declan moved past her to lead, accidentally brushing her breasts. He felt himself stir. He reached out, then quickly pulled his hands back. "Sorry about that. Yeah it is a tad cramped. There isn't a large amount of room in an undersea tube. Only about five or six people will be in these anyway." He led the way to rear, to the bridge of the Sub'. He stood at the entrance, Haizel pushing past him, squeezing against him as she passed. "Excuse me." she said as she entered the bridge. "Wow..."<br/><br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://media.defenseindustrydaily.com/images/SHIP_SSN-688I_Los_Angeles_Class_Cutaway_lg.jpg">Cross-section of a Subsea</a>