The Approaching Storm | The Nano Age (2)

God this part is heavy with cursing and scary women
 

       Ainu Kingdom SGP, Ajakon Confederation

   King Jyu of the Ainu sits on his faux throne in his office, reading paperwork. He smiles quietly as he reads the latest reports from his intelligence network. “So it seems that Ajako thinks it’s smart, putting computers in small children that don’t know how to act right. Hah. The ship that I’m the namesake of is complete and using it, I will dominate Ajako, then Asia, and then, who knows- Nah, too hard, let's just stick with Asia.” He calls up a secretary, “Laila, bring me another glass of Sake.” “Understood your highness.” She speeds off into the kitchen and brings out a bottle and a glass of sake, expertly placing it on the table beside him and pouring him a glass to perfection. “Good job, but you need to be faster next time.” “My apologies your highness. The staff did not have a new bottle ready. Shall I take disciplinary action?” Jyu shakes his head, “Thank you for suggesting, Laila.” A naval captain walks in, her dress uniform distinctly different from the Ajakon Uniform, but she notices Laila’s servitude and mutters under her breath, just loud enough for Laila to hear, “Simp.” Jyu smiles, unknowing of the tension between the two, “Ah, Captain Narishima, just who I needed to see. I apologise for your cruiser sinking from underneath your feet, which is why I hired you for the Ainu Kingdom Navy instead of Ajako’s sleazy navy!” Narishima shifts her feet a little, feeling kind of confused about why Jyu called the NFA sleazy. “Thank you, sir, what is my command?” Jyu smiles, his smile a grim, evil, and sadistic smile, “Call me your Highness, Rieko, or you will not like what happens. You will be commanding TT-06, now known as the Jyu.” He laughs, “Laila will show you to your new ship.” “Understood your highness. Follow me, pi- I mean, captain.” Narishima follows, but also curtsies slightly (and badly) before leaving the room, feeling awkward as she follows Laila. Narishima shoots an insult in older Japanese at Laila “Kimoi baka.” Laila shoots back, “Chūmokuwoatsumeru baishunpu.” Narishima narrows her eyes at Laila, “Listen up b*tch, I will work with you, but I sure as hell am not gonna respect you. You call me a w***e, but you’re working your way up to being the consort of that man sitting on the throne over there. I will not respect you, but I will work with you, got it?” “You’re repeating yourself, pig. Can’t you even remember half of your own sentence?” Narishima clenches her fists, “I was repeating myself so s**ts like you could realise what I said. Now show me to the Jyu, alright?” “Whatever you say, bloodsucker.” 

   Laila flies Narishima to a dockyard hidden on one of the islands in the Ainu Kingdom’s territory, where a massive battleship lays, one longer than even the Densetsu. Narishima gapes a little, not actually sure she gets command of this monster, “Kuso…” “Close your mouth. The stench is gonna attract flies.” “Oh sorry, I didn’t know they would be able to smell it over your pit’s stench, by the way, I bet you didn’t know this, but your make-up is put on wrong, you’re using the wrong colour of foundation for covering those massive zits on your forehead and cheek. It’s good that guys don’t know about make-up well enough to know about it!” Narishima laughs as she gets off the landed aircraft. “Nice try Nessie. I’m not surprised you fled Japan. Must have made the headlines with that ugly face of yours. God, I wanna puke just from looking.” Narishima turns and gives Laila a small smirk, “At least I can calculate how to hit a moving target from over a hundred kilometres away in my head.” “Girl, you can’t even do basic calculus.” “Bet.”

   “Ladies, ladies, you’re both pretty, now get the f**k off my aircraft” He looks annoyed, “God I didn’t know girls got in d*ck measuring contests too!” “Looks like you won’t need to anymore if you keep up this attitude.” Laila spits at him. “I’m sure it’ll serve as nice pig food.” Narishima shoots a sharp glare at the pilot, “How awful would it be if your ugly Cessna got shot down by an AALP on accident…” The pilot quietly goes back to his compartment, his face whiter than paper. “Where was I. Ah, right.” Laila turns around again. “Feast your eyes upon the most prestigious thing you’ve seen to date. The ship named after our mighty idiotic King.” Narishima nods, quite impressed, “Beats the Kyoto I used to command.” “Get to know your officers. I’ll write the report that you, quite unfortunately, arrived safe and sound.” The Jyu is a massive ship, more insane then even the Densetsu no Fune, which it was obviously based off of. Narishima estimates her new command to be 435 meters long (1425 feet for you challenged/lazy folks). Narishima looks at Laila, who looks quite upset for some reason. She approaches the ship shouting a lot of Ainu swears, taking some of the dockworkers aback. Not many would expect such a small person to be so vulgar. “Laila, calm your midget **s down, this is a public area,” Narishima laughs a little. “Kiss my **s, I’m stuck with you for the time being!” “Deal with it, w***e.” “Oh, trust me. I’ll deal with you.” They get into their first fight as Laila swings at Narishima, who dodges but still gets hit in the shoulder. A couple of scared dock workers pull them apart, quite afraid of women now. “Captain, Ma’am, please, calm down.” “GET YOUR OVEN MITTS OFF ME AND LET ME AT THAT B*TCH!” “I’m gonna rip your head clean off you uneducated, c**ksucking Japanese w**re!” They end up in the brig, in cells far apart from each other, with gags covering their mouths.

Part Three