Seth sat on the Liberty Navy Dreadnought San Francisco and cursed as the ship shook again. The battlegroup had been trying to huddle together for the last 2 hours now, with varying success.
The four gunboats had all managed to attach cables to the San Franciscos engine area, and had tugged themselves in close, extending docking hatches and coming on board.
The 2 Cruisers were almost done. The LNS Golden.Gate was struggling, and Seth smiled as the clunk of the docking port connecting was heard.
He relaxed now that they were all relatively safe, and then groaned as he heard his deck chief run by in the hallway screaming "MASSIVE PARTY IN THE DOCKING BAY!"
Sonya chuckled next to him, and stood.
Seth looked up at her and muttered "You're not seriously going are you?"
Sonya just smiled and walked off of the bridge. Seth shook hios head again as loud music started playing. With the crews of 4 gunboats, 2 cruisers, 3 wings of fighters and a wing of bombers joining the crew of a Dreadnought... It would get messy. He walked over to the panel showing food and drink storage of the ship and sighed as he watched the "Alchohol" bar rapidly drop.
He squared his shoulders and prepared to have a talk with his bridge crew about inappropriate circumstances, but when he turned around, it was to see the last of them walking off the bridge to go to the party.
"OI!" He yelled, and only got a giggle in response.
"Damnit." he muttered, looked around the bridge a final time, and then proceeded to the docking bay for a damned good party.
//Seanne... trust you to have the Vice Admiral be a total flirt.
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