A Period of Many Months Later Tanakira beheld the sight before her. A might vessel, in the shipyards. While certainly not ready to fly into combat, the Hull of the vessel had been completed, and it already shone as a Paragon of Kusari's power. One Day, Soon she hoped, it would be a blade of vengeance in Kusari, It's people oppressed from countless sides. Foreign, and Internal.
She could only hope to do her family proud, with this service to the great nation
The hull was still a start metallic grey, not having been layered yet with the painted and tempered ablative layering on the exterior of it, nor had any of the gun emplacements been installed on the might craft. But those things would come soon now. In a way, she felt like a Mother to this beast being born before her eyes. A Silly notion, if ever she had had one, but in her impersonal field, a somewhat satisfying one at the same time.