"Ah..no damages to report Ari I'm quite alright"<em>Shimakaze</em>Responded with a smile. She couldn't help but smile at her Flagships concern. Ari was a strange one that could be said for sure but none the less the destroyer couldn't complain. She quite liked her friends and could only smile as she watched Ari tend to Mizuki who wasn't technically part of their fleet but rather just tagging along.<br/><hr/><br/><strong>Location: Coastline to the west of Four Seasons Resort, Puerta Mita, Mexico</strong><br/><br/>A large French Battleship drifted quietly in the waters it's bow pointed out into the sea. Sitting atop the battleship was a beautiful young woman with silver hair wearing a black dress. She had her eyes closed as her mind was elsewhere. In fact she was the ships mental model and she was in a conversation with another ship across the Joint tactical network. The scenery was of a small gazebo in the middle of a lush green forest. The scenery was this particular mental model's choice. Sitting across from her at the table sat the pink haired mental model belonging to<em>HMS Howe</em>and she could tell that<em>Howe</em>was greatly amused.<br/><br/>"So why are you so amused?" The silver haired mental model asked curiously to which her pink haired counterpart responded "A few hours ago I encountered the fleet that<em>I-8</em>was sent to spy on....the one led by that girl.....They are a fascinating group to be sure" The smile never faded from the pink haired girls lips. The silver haired girl took a sip of the tea she had in front of her "Is that so? then I guess you failed to get them to accept the invitation." the pink haired girl chuckled but didn't look the least bit remorseful as she spoke "Your right I did fail sorry about that. According to<em>I-8</em>they should still be fallowing the map that Eugen gave to her so they will be entering your waters sometime after they leave Hawaii" The silver haired girl nodded before adding "You should sound more remorseful when apologizing" to which the pink haired one responded "Now isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?" The silver haired girl just frowned and stood from the table "I'll be leaving then" and with that left the chat and regained consciousness on her own vessel.<br/><br/>"Soon enough it will be our turn" she remarked as she slowly stood up a frown on her face. Honestly she was still formulating a plan for how to deal with the fleet of forgotten vessels though she knew there was still time before they arrived.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">mental model</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i39.servimg.com/u/f39/12/03/45/77/shizum10.jpg) (http://servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=183&amp;u=12034577)</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Courbet Class Battleship</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i39.servimg.com/u/f39/12/03/45/77/1024px10.jpg) (http://servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=184&amp;u=12034577)</div></div>