Infiltrating the annexation - stage I - planning.

[Nika]

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De Belmond hopped on her Lynx and left Le Cendre's hangar, and left for the open space; despite the front line being roughly one lane away, at the New London's high orbit - the area around Southampton wreck was relatively quiet - except occasional Bretonian patrols, that were destined to never return to it's base of operations, only delaying the inevitable.
The Normandie-class battleship, that have returned an identification sign of Téméraire, have as well been present on the scene, with it's graceful imposing lines, on the watch in the direct vicinity of York - a symbol of Marine Royale triumph.

"Enseigne de vaisseau Emilie-Sophie de Belmond to Téméraire bridge, requesting immediate docking permission. Amiral de Chanteloup is expecting my visit."

It took a couple moments of silence on the Téméraire side to process the request properly - perhaps, the bridge officers have been assessing the received request and inquiring, possibly, to the Amiral herself if the permission should be granted and Isabelle Montlaville de Chanteloup have indeed been expecting someone.
The answer have been received and returned to the lieutenant shortly.

"Enseigne de vaisseau de Belmond, you have been granted the permission to dock, proceed to hangar bay 32-14, deck 2. You are suggested to head straight for the bridge."

Shorty after, the vessel have occupied the designated hangar, processed engine shutdown and left the cockpit, leaving the helmet behind. Her rank did not give her plenty of opportunities of visiting these parts of the Normandie-class battleships, it would take a while for her to rise through the ranks to have her own Valeur. Aimed for perfection, de Belmond have also been patient.
For now - she simply walked through the corridors and elevators, that steadily brought her to the bridge - the automated doors shut open when approached, Emilie-Sophie took a few more steps ahead, stopping and addressing the one who sent her the invitation to visit the bridge of Téméraire - Amiral Isabelle Montlaville de Chanteloup stood before her in person.

"Mon amiral, vous avez demandé ma présence - et je suis arrivé."

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Peace, being the distant dream it is, comes inevitably, and goes hand in hand with justice.
Cursed be the war.

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