At the same time as the others were returning from their patrols Bayern was arriving. She was a large Fog battleship based on a ship from a war that had ended over a hundred years ago that had at one time been considered a Super Dreadnaught. If she had been anyone else besides herself she would’ve been sent to the supply base far sooner. The Fleet of Fog had been reluctant to send her to an out of the way place like this. She contained one of the earliest mental models, having gotten hers at approximately the same time as the I-401, and they had not wanted to give up a mental model with so much experience. Unfortunately, her mental model was by Fog standards a bug ridden mess. She was considered erratic and unstable. So unable deal with her any longer she was being sent to the supply base.<br/><br/>(http://img856.imageshack.us/img856/752/12198286.png)<br/><br/>The mental model in question was currently hanging upside down from her comm tower. Her silver hair and the rear part of her blue dress fell above her head. Not really caring about the fact that she was revealing a glimpse of the navy shorts and white panties she wore underneath the dress as she looked around. She wondered what it was like where they were going. She knew it was in the middle of nowhere but she was still curious. She hoped it wasn’t boring. She hated boring. If it was she would just leave to find some place more entertaining. It didn’t matter where she was as long as she was out of the way. Right?<br/><br/>(http://openwalls.com/image/23874/anime_girl_44_1440x900.jpg)<br/><br/>She turned her head to look at the Heavy Cruiser that was accompanying her on this assignment. “Zara, are we there yet? I’m getting bored again.” The Heavy Cruiser had probably learned why Bayern was being sent out here at this point. She had wandered off several times during the trip on the way here whenever something interesting had caught her eye or she had gotten bored along the way. Which was only the most noticeable of her variety of quirks.