Meeting between friends.

[AlphaWolf215]

The whistles blew as soon as Wolf set foot on the deck of the Battleship. He smiles to himself, with the simple thought of "A nice Bretonian Welcome... always did like to show off" The marines and officers line up in front of their Bretonian allies, listening to the whistle. As all line up, they stand, hands behind their backs, looking straight at the Armed Forces ment in front of them. As soon as the whistle stops blowing, Wolf takes a deep breath. First impressions count after all...
41st! TEEEENNN HUT!
The sound of boots hitting the ground in synchronization, hands snapping to temples. The men here obviously cared about this day, and had been chosen selectly for this operation. As Wolf lowers his hand, he steps forward as Jackson shouts
JacksonRESENTING VICE ADMIRAL WOLF, REPRESENTING THE 41ST TODAY IN A MEETING WITH THE BRETONIAN ARMED FORCES
Wolf: Marines! Dismissed! Jackson *waits for him to step up* Your with me. Time for us to meet the Armed Forces members in the flesh...
Wolf walks forward towards the Commodore, the soft "thud" of his boots as he walked was audible in the room. As he reached the Commodore, he held out his hand to shake Driscolls. After shaking hands he listens intently to the Commodore, understanding why he headed up the Leeds defence. Obviously a man respected by his officers.
Wolf: Thank you for your hospitality and your time Commodore Driscoll. I know you must be a busy man, so i am glad you managed to make time for me in what must surely be a busy schedule. *looks around him* It's been a while since i have been on a Dunkirk class Battleship... But she is beautiful. An excellent place to discuss specifics on our co-operation. *points to the man beside him* This is Lieutenant Commander Jackson, a trusted officer who reports directly to me, a perfect choice for representing the Task Force alongside you. I will ask that anything to be told to me be relayed through him, just send it to him on the neural net, he gives me reports weekly. *sighs* Well, i must apologize before we go any further... The marines wasn't my idea. The Admiral requested it of me, and usually i can turn down his orders, we have worked with each other long enough to have that friendliness, but he insisted and pulled rank... *sighs* again, i apologize for the absurdness behind the idea but *holds up his hands and laughs* I'm just following orders. I have instructed my marines to go do as they wish, within reason of your requests of corse. I'm sure your own people could find something to do whilst we have a "chat" *laughs again*
Wolf watches the marines and honour guard walk off together and smiles, thinking "Already getting on it seems". he turns back to the Commodore and gestures for him to lead the way, following behind...

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