February 18, 2011
It was a night, in the Brockton Bay ship graveyard. The night was silent as the full moon light reflected off the freezing water. The cold winter air caused a few of the hulls to creak as a breeze blew through. When suddenly a humanoid shape stirred awake.
"Oww… Did somebody get the license plate of the truck that hit me?" Is asked aloud.
The silence resumes as the girl watches the condensation from her breath.
"My voice is several octaves higher than it should be, and why don't I feel cold," She says aloud.
"Hey!"
"Oh… I got Isekaied and appear to be a ship girl, well crap… might as just roll with it," She says standing up shakily.
"Hey!"
"What do you all mean you aren't my crew?" The girl asks
"Hey"
"I'm the USS Georgia? Wasn't that a pre-dreadnought battleship? I am fairly certain I am not the Nuclear Submarine… I'm completely obsolete!" Georgia shouts
"Hey! HEY!"
"The paper Battle Ship Georgia? So now I know what I am. Now I need to know where I am." Georgia says
Georgia leans against a steel hull of one of the freighters using her radar and spotters to try and determine a location.
'I'm tempted to launch a scout plane however the ships here would get in the way." Georgia thinks
With that thought, the Freighter she is leaning on disappears in a mote of light becoming a blue cube which is instantly stored aboard in her cargo hold.
"Okay then… did we just get materials we could use to upgrade me?" Georgia asks confused.
"Hey!"
"Oh if we get enough we can also place it down as a ship as well? I should take as many of these as possible then." Georgia says shocked
Looking out into the bay Georgia notices a giant oil freighter blocking the shipping channel.
"Ship Graveyard… Giant freighter… Dead shipping city. Hey, are we picking up a radio in use by a department called the PRT?" Georgia asks
"Hey?"
"Well shit," Georgia says
"Turn off the radar! Stop all radio traffic only listen to incoming signals. I need to collect as many ships as I can before people show up." Georgia says
'Wish I had the date, or that I was modernized and wasn't running off of 1940s tech. Internet access would be great right now. So plan, go to the dock workers. I can pretend my Powers allow me to scrap move and build ships with powers. I could help Mr. Hebert restart the economy here, and probably meet Taylor' Georgia thinks.
"Could we use the blue cubes to perform some retrofits? Like a digital fire control computer rather than analog? Or maybe get some computers in here?" Georgia asks her crew as another member of the Ship Graveyard disappears.
"Hey… Hey?"
"Really? We can that's great. Also, it's fine I've got a plan." Georgia says
"Hey."
"Speaking of which if you all aint my crew who are you?" Georgia asks
"Hey."
"So.. I've got some of New Jersey crew, along with some shipbuilders and engineers… Das ist gut." Georgia says
'I know german? Wait am I calling on knowledge from my crew?' Georgia thinks realizing stuff.
"Hey!"
"You want to use a cargo room for engineering and designing?" Georgia asks having run out of ships on the beach and was moving out skating across the water to start getting the ones in the bay.
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"Hey"
"Sure That sounds great, once we start to modernize we should have plenty of room once we start to replace some of the analog components. I remember that New Jersey also served as a repair ship and machine shop in the Persian Gulf." Georgia says looking back at the coast towards the docks. One of the few warehouses has the lights on with a few security people and a decrepit fence surrounding some of the port's infrastructure.
"Found you," Georgia says sailing towards the people.
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Georgia is sitting in a dimly lit office of a warehouse. The few street lights out of the window are barely lighting the area, with a very nervous man sitting across from her.
'I get that he saw me walking on water, however, it's not like I'm the second coming of Jesus. You would think that the Broktonites were used to parahuman shenanigans by this point.' Georgia thinks
"So can I get you anything, miss?"
"A job? Hi, my name is Georgia and I want your Union to hire me." Georgia says
"What?"
"I mean this is a union right? You need people doing PR. I have a degree in management with a specialty in customer service and public relations." Georgia says with a smile
"Aren't you a cape?" the man asks
"So, what's your name?" Georgia asks not answering the question.
"My name is Kurt."
"RIght, Kurt. How much do you think it would take to get the old ferry running, along with using some of the unused docks for something like a museum ship? It shouldn't be too hard to even put in a semi-dry birthing like the USS Kidd has." Georgia says excitedly
"Why would we do that? And how would we get approval for the ship? Most of the mothball fleet is scrapped or was stolen by parahuman warlords." Kurt says
"I'll worry about the ship. Anyways you should probably give the head of hiring a call since the ship graveyard is gone." Georgia says with a smile.
"What!" Kurt shouts before running to the window.
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At the Hebert Household 4 am.
Taylor wakes up and heads downstairs to answer the phone. When she picks it up she recognizes the voice of Kurt who was asking for her father.
"Dad! Kurt is on the phone! Something about an emergency at the DWU!" Taylor shouts
"I'm coming Taylor!" Danny says making his way down the stairs.
"Hey, dad," Taylor says with a yawn once her dad gets into the kitchen.
"You should get back to bed Little Owl, It's Friday and you've got school in three hours," Danny says
"Right, have a good night dad," Taylor says heading back upstairs. There are enough bugs in the phone for her to listen in anyway.
"Danny we need you at the DWU offices now. There's a girl here and she wants to meet you. The ship graveyard, it's gone Danny," Kurt says over the phone.
"Hey, Taylor you still awake?" Danny asks
"Yeah!?" Is heard from upstairs.
"I've got to get to work! Something came up!" Danny shouts.
"Okay, dad!" Taylor shouts
Once the door closes.
"I wish my costume was done," Taylor says knowing her dad is about to go meet a cape unprotected.