Blades of Autumn

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As the sisters lied in wait for their prey, Tomoe kept herself busy within the comfort of the Jisuberi bridge. Other than the chattiness of her cohorts and the ambient noises of crew members and computers doing their work, she was hard at "work" sampling a shipment of holo-tainment bands she at some point stole from her father's own company transports. A small sample of them had been reverse engineered by the code brains within the Chrysanthemums to simulate any combat scenario the user desired. She was hooked up to one of these experimental bands and was running a virtual simulation of a mock battle with the cruiser, half as a test for the functionality of the model and half to prepare herself for what was soon to come.

"Hey, quiet! They'll come eventually, they always do! Yeeeeee haaaaaaaw~! Is that what those Libertonians in Texas say? I don't effin care, I'm diggin' it!" She was evidently having a great time blasting the enemy cruiser to smithereens as she leaned back in her chair.

The sisters' comms made beeping noises as a new long range signal entered the range of their vessels. It was none other than Boss, who began speaking at almost the instant her signal strength was boosted by Morioka. Tomoe was forced out of the simulation by the disruption, unable to focus on the virtual reality mission.

"Aww, come on! I was so close! Oh well, this better mean the real thing is coming." She takes the band off of her head and throws it onto the floor. It's surprisingly durable enough to survive the impact.

"Apologies, girls. My fireflies say the cruiser ran quite late. Looks like they took some time to slack around in space, but, if we know the Naval Forces, they were almost certainly up to something fishy. Whatever the case may be, there is definitely something wrong with that vessel. The scouts couldn't get close enough to find out exactly what, but they confirmed its field of movement It's headed directly to you now, it just entered the lane to Deshima Station. The show's on, sisters." She spoke promptly and with haste.

"Oi, everyone get heated, it's about to go down! Everyone aboard the Jisuberi, get to your stations! I know it's hard to resist, but if what Boss says is right, we can't blow this sucker up, so try to just disable it so it can't fight anymore." Tomoe orders as the crew members aboard the Jisuberi scatter to their assigned positions.

Soon enough, alarms sound as the cruiser blazes straight towards them through the lane, before being disrupted and steering out of control until the excess speed manages to subside.

"Mayday, mayday, this is the Kanazawa, all hands on deck! We are under attack by hostile terrorists, this is not a drill! All hands, open fire! Protect the shipment!"

It's a fight!

Boss's info was right. A suspicious lone cruiser heading in the direction of Fuchu Prison. Something about a shipment, even. Meanwhile, in the depths of the holding cells, the number of guards there begins to thin out as some are required to change positions. If Hanako only built up the willpower and strength to escape, to survive, they could possibly think up a way to break out. The Jisuberi assumes a tactical position to provide suppressive fire on the cruiser, hindering its movement while quickly deshielding it with its pulse turrets.

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