<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i56.servimg.com/u/f56/12/03/45/77/sample10.jpg) (http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=148&amp;u=12034577)</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/><em>Shimakaze</em>was soon pulling into line with<em>Chokai</em>and<em>Effingham</em>she being a destroyer made her much smaller profile stick out surprisingly well next to the two heavy cruisers. "Good evening ladies" She called out politely while waving from the top of her bridge. Her pace matched up with theirs however it still seemed as though she were having to pull back a bit to make sure she was beside them. "Oh....before I forget my patrol was as monotonous as could be" This was reported over to<em>Arizona</em>. Having just sent her report she was surprised to hear the new heavy cruisers announcement but smiled none the less at having a new friend or two joining them.<br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i56.servimg.com/u/f56/12/03/45/77/aa000510.jpg) (http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=146&amp;u=12034577)</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/><em>Fuso</em>was making her way back to the base without much concern for anything else going on around her. She sighed as she jumped up onto her foremost turret landing between the large barrels of her guns. She liked sitting between the twin barrels because it made her feel more like the guns were there as a sort of cozy little napping place. She then laid down and sighed. "This place is far too dull" she mused allowed. Her head jerked slightly as she heard the heavy cruisers announcement and almost rolled off the turret in her surprise "Well I'll be damned" she mused.<br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i56.servimg.com/u/f56/12/03/45/77/a3cda811.jpg) (http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=151&amp;u=12034577)</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The submarine that<em>Arashi</em>was referring to<em>I-8</em>glided lazily beneath the sea. She had no idea why the destroyer was so fascinated with finding her nor did she really care. She was quite content to remain hidden as she listened in on the JTN hearing all of the chatter of the other ships of the little Island protection fleet. She had only been here a grand total of six years nowhere near as long as some of the other ships but that didn't concern her much. She was relatively anti-social in regards to her comrades. She finally decided it was time to send in her report "Nothing of interest on my patrol" She remarked over the JTN. Her voice was soft and had a strangely cool and perhaps cruel/sadistic edge to it but one would really have to be paying attention to catch that. The submarine simply rolled her eyes and resumed her smooth gliding through the waters as the two new arrivals made their approach.