<em>Effingham</em>nodded as she took her position. "All shipshape and Bristol fashion here, ma'am. Ready to set sail at your signal." she reported, as once more she set about giving herself a thorough scrub down, and flying her flags from the masts, dressing her ship form as was appropriate.<em>Abbeydale</em>and<em>Zara</em>just flashed their lamps to signal that they were ready to sail, since the two of them were cleaning bits of rust and broken rubble of their decks.