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"Wha-?" She quickly turned her turrets, while only one fired.

The rest failed to fire. Damned old equipment.

queue five minutes of angry noises and well squid murder?

(This would've been a good action scene, too bad I suck at drawing.)

She spent those five minutes trying to fire her guns. Instead what was left was an angry British woman.

(seeing a vampire dude being held by a squid while watching a battleship fight a kraken lol yeah)
"my...everything...hurts"

"Lay down. Just rest." She slammed a barrel, which finally fired, missing her by mere inches.

"try turning your guns 45 degrees north then sharply returning them to standby position you might unjam them...i hope ow"

She did so, and slammed her foot through the wooden deck. That seemed to do the trick.

"ha ha still got some of that old knowledge they drilled into me during boot"

"Well, shall we go back or do more need some... Punishment."

"why am i the only one being punished that darn stupid squid"

"I meant do we need to shell more positions? I'll be glad to do so."

"no your not combat fit evident from that fight with the kraken you should go into dry dock and consider a retrofit if you want to go into combat again"

She kept herself from bursting out. In her hands her teacup was vibrating.

"your angry why?"

"Oh nothing. Let's return."

"revenge i am not trying to be mean i don't need you sinking on me after the failure to save my squad and watching my sister die you do realize i push for you getting a retrofit so hard so you can survive"

he gets to his knees thanks to his vampiric regeneration kicking in

She stays silent, while the moonlight bounces off her face. She was now back to the land of Imagination.

"hey revenge think on it please?" he was worried for her as he limps back into the bar to lick his wounds

"Fine. I will." She enters, sighing.