<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Howe</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i56.servimg.com/u/f56/12/03/45/77/utena10.jpg) (http://www.servimg.com/image_preview.php?i=168&amp;u=12034577)</div></div>Name: Howe<br/>Location: Avenger-->Sand Island<br/>Tagged: Everyone Present<br/>Doing: Politely introducing herself<br/><hr/><br/>Howe sat patiently and quietly in a seat aboard the plane as it carried herself and several other fleet girls to the XCOM base. If she had to be honest she couldn't quite see how this combined fleet would work. She had her eyes closed as she determined in her head how she was going to introduce herself. The charming and "prince-like" Howe was curious to see just what her new "Superiors" had in mind considering how obsolete their equipment was in comparison to the XCOM laser weapons. She had to admit she was rather surprised when she saw the outdated fighter plane out the window as they approached the base.<br/><br/>She completely ignored the mockery of the pilots as any dignified person would. She thought that if all XCOM personnel was like this then she was wasting her time here however the thoughts of her orders were what was keeping her here. The ship landed and the ramp lowered and she allowed most of the others to get off before she herself did so. As she disembarked she could see that the girl with the Admiral was none too happy with their arrival she also noted that the old man didn't seem too happy with the girls antics either. She couldn't help the soft chuckle that escaped her lips.<br/><br/>She then moved forward to introduce herself after most of her compatriots had done so. "Battleship HMS Howe reporting for duty sir" She saluted the admiral standing straight and proper before him taking on the aura and charm of an officer herself despite the fact that she was only recently graduated from the Royal Naval Academy.