Defeated by the combined logic of a sleepyhead and a gamer, Z23 sighed and closed her book. "Fine. But we walk in formation. No running."
"The Commander is currently being chased by Akagi and Taihou around the central fountain," Laffey interjected, appearing out of thin air as she often did. She was already halfway through a strawberry popsicle, her eyelids drooping at their usual sleepy angle. "The base is… technically… on standby."
Ayanami nodded silently, her gaze fixed on a handheld gaming console. "The boss fight requires high frame rates. Heat causes thermal throttling. We must seek the juice stand for the sake of the high score." Azur Lane: Bisoku Zenshin!
"Every day at this base is a battle against boredom," Laffey murmured, leaning her head on Z23’s shoulder. "We won today."
"Z23, Nimi-chan! Stop looking at those technical manuals for one second!" Javelin chirped, waving a flyer for the base’s newest juice stand. "The ice is melting, and so are we!" Defeated by the combined logic of a sleepyhead
Ayanami put her console away, watching the seagulls circle the harbor. "The flavor is... 10 out of 10. Desu."
The walk to the canteen was a quintessential Azur Lane afternoon. They passed Agano teasing a flustered Sendai, and nearly tripped over a group of Manjuus trying to transport a beach ball three times their size. When they finally reached the stand, the "specialty" was a neon-blue concoction served in a glass shaped like a naval mine. No running
"We didn't go on a sortie," Z23 corrected, though she couldn't hide a small smile as the cold drink finally chased away the afternoon slump.