[ Oh there he goes again, giving her credit in return. She's not worthy...! And not to mention, it's quite the overkill for that little ayakashi compared to her true shinki form. Not that they had any choice in the matter; big or small, the ayakashi must be destroyed. She's only thankful that the hit was precise enough. Instead, the shockwave of the shot being fired caused more collateral! ]
Of course. [ She obliges, and then falls silent. She doesn't have a lot to say now that the battle is over, and she waits patiently for the arrival of the rescue ship. One by one, the phantoms manning her begin to fade from their posts. A few will salute Yamanami before they disappear, but the majority fade into the shadows of the night, very much the crew of a ghost ship. Although the Yamato only floats above the channel, she can't help but want to settle into the water itself. To feel the waves upon her hull once again, the tickle of the salty ocean and the spray of the sea. Her eyes move from the ship and the tiny life boats out towards the delta where it opens into the ocean, and that strange tug pulls at her heart as she sees the moonlight reflect upon the waves.
Another blast draws her attention back to the casino-ship. Something inside it has exploded, probably a faulty design rather than anything intentional. The ship tips towards its side, and Yamato has to "look" away as that longing in her heart is replaced by an unsettling feeling in her stomach. She feels... sick, seeing it begin to sink like that. ] My lord, I-- [ But before she can say anything, she hears two horns from an approaching vessel, illuminating its flood lights upon the water surface. Help has arrived, and Yamato breathes a sigh of relief. A distraction helps from this nauseating feeling. ] Modern ships are quite the marvel--... it arrived faster than I anticipated.
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Of course. [ She obliges, and then falls silent. She doesn't have a lot to say now that the battle is over, and she waits patiently for the arrival of the rescue ship. One by one, the phantoms manning her begin to fade from their posts. A few will salute Yamanami before they disappear, but the majority fade into the shadows of the night, very much the crew of a ghost ship. Although the Yamato only floats above the channel, she can't help but want to settle into the water itself. To feel the waves upon her hull once again, the tickle of the salty ocean and the spray of the sea. Her eyes move from the ship and the tiny life boats out towards the delta where it opens into the ocean, and that strange tug pulls at her heart as she sees the moonlight reflect upon the waves.
Another blast draws her attention back to the casino-ship. Something inside it has exploded, probably a faulty design rather than anything intentional. The ship tips towards its side, and Yamato has to "look" away as that longing in her heart is replaced by an unsettling feeling in her stomach. She feels... sick, seeing it begin to sink like that. ] My lord, I-- [ But before she can say anything, she hears two horns from an approaching vessel, illuminating its flood lights upon the water surface. Help has arrived, and Yamato breathes a sigh of relief. A distraction helps from this nauseating feeling. ] Modern ships are quite the marvel--... it arrived faster than I anticipated.