12 August 2017 ( 10:30 a.m. ) Cowes - Yacht port POV: Y/N
Three days after attack, Y/N's ship wasn't needed anymore as hospital, so he was preparing to leave.
Y/N: [ supplies - check, coal - check, " secret " cargo from northen parliament - check, Iron blood cargo - check, spare parts - check. Everything is ready. ]
He leaves cargo bay and slowly goes to his room.
Y/N: [ Looks on his old rigging set ] Fortunately Vanguard transported it here, who knows when it'll be needed again.
After thinking about something he goes on main deck.
Y/N: [ Looks in the sky ] Without any clouds. Just like on that day... [ but it's long past... ]
In the meantime in port was gathering people. Y/N looks at port.
Y/N: [ There we go again... ] There is nothing intresting to look at, why they are here?
Y/N looks on people. They are just stare at his ship. He walks to bridge of ship and looks on clock.
Y/N: Time to go. [ engines: dead slow ]
When ship was slowly leaving port, people started to waving. Y/N anwsered with wave and steam whistle.
Near port
2???: Finally! I was feelin' how my rigging is getting rusty. Why we still observing him? He don't needs that!
???: You will see.
2???: Ugh... I hate you sometimes.
Back to Y/N
After stetting course on New York, Y/N started repair rigging wepon that failed three days ago.
Y/N: Melted isolation on wires? Damaged resistors? Capacitors poped out? And main plate in two parts... Ugh... No wonder why they made blocade on this...
Wales: < Commander Y/N >
Y/N: [ Rigging must wait... ] < Commander on the line. What's happening Wales? >
Wales: < Everything is alright? You should be in base 3 days ago. >
Y/N: < Everything is alright. I forgot to inform you, I will be later than planned. >
Wales: < I understand. Please, next time don't forget... >
Y/N: < I won't, I won't. >
After that little conversation Y/N get back to repairs.
Time skip 2 days ( 13 August 2017, 9:00 a.m. ) Atlantic ocean
Y/N: Half of Atlantic behind and other half to go...
Wether is nearly ideal: Calm sea, little amount of cloads and around him only water. On observatory bridge he have sun umbrela, little table and chair.
Y/N: [ Takes sunglasses from pocket ] This is the best vacation I ever had. [ sits in chair ]
As some time passed Y/N felt somthing strange.
Y/N: I had that feeling for a while, but... seriously someone is going after me?
He checks radar.
Y/N: Nothing? Hm... ok then [ someone must have good cover. I won't get fooled again. ]
Time skip: 20 minutes ( 9:25 a.m. )
All peace was iterrupted by radar.
Y/N: [ checks radar ] Why there is so huge object in front of my ship? 20 kilometers away... let's go and see.
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