13. Disabling adult filters for the younger ship girls will most likely end up with the culprit having to properly answer all their questions. - Rear Admiral Fate Testarossa
13b. Nagato has volunteered to use a cattle prod to keep any culprits in line while doing so. - Yokosuka Secretary Ship Oyodo
Fate was terribly irritated. This should have been an easy day. There was FAR less need for law enforcement on naval bases now days, let alone Yokosuka. Shipgirls were pretty self reliant and more importantly the responsible ones were fairly swift and decisive in dealing with all the problems they caused. But this one required skills no one else in Yokosuka had except maybe her wife or one of their partners. She wasn't going to leave this in their hands though. Hayate would make the problem worse, Nanoha would go overbored and produce some crazy result... or level a building, Arisa would just go to Suzuka, and Suzuka would just take the culprit to task and consider things settled with a lecture.
Taking another gulp of the coffee in her thermos she began typing away at the holographic screen in front of her. Her eye twitching as she worked. Whoever had did this was either a genius or an idiot. They had covered their tracks exceptionally well. The access log was a wreck and she was having trouble identifying all the failure points in the system. She let out a soft growl before speaking, "Bardiche, start reconstructing the bases firewall and security filters while I sort through whats left of the access log."
[Yes Sir.] The device responded as the screens displaying that information disapeared leaving jst the access logs for the work computers on base. Time to get to work. It had been a while since she actually had to do any of this kind of work. SHe would have a fun story for Vivio when she got home at least.
Fate felt her eye twitching as she stared down the culprit. Of all the people on base she had on her long list of suspects this was admittedly not one of them. Akigumo was at attention in front of her, sweat pouring down her neck. Her room was covered in drawings ranging from tasteful and beautiful pieces, depicting various kanmusu in locations around the base that Fate could recognize, to smut of multiple base personal and kanmusu together. In fact Fate could see a few of her and her partners mixed in.
"Can I help you ma'am?" The mangaka destroyer asked, clearly desperate to get the blonde out of her room and try to avoid any questions "I have a deadline coming up and I need to finalize my new work for Comiket next month."
The blonds blood read eyes returned to the destroyer, "As a mater of fact you can. Could you explain to me why you're access number and security override were used from the Etorofu sisters dorm?"
"I don't know what you're talking about ma'am," Akigumo replied with a rictus smile.
Fate flipped around the tablet she was holding, revealing the repaired security log, "This took me six hours of work Akigumo… SIX hours! I would be impressed if I didn't know this wasn't intentional. I wasn't even able to figure out HOW you did this. It looks like some kind of internal error leading to a cascade failure of the entire system. It was…"
"Please! I didn't mean to!" Akigumo threw herself on her knees, begging, "the power was out in our dorms and they were all on sortie and I needed to access my pixiv and twitter to make posts!"
Fate felt her eye twitch even harder, "you broke the bases internal network and security to access public media and post pictures?"
"Its part of my job," the destroyer wailed while Fate tapped over to pixiv and found the posts made that day. When she saw them Akugumo began to shiver as every hair on her body stood on end. She had sailed in many storms and she felt like she was standing in a lightning storm.
"Well, a good number of the less mature destroyers and the destroyer escorts got an eyeful as a result of what you did. I am sure Nagato will love to see the reason for it while you answer all the questions they have," Fate hissed with a dark smile. She was looking at a picture of Nagato writhing under a grinning Wo-class's tentacles.
Akigumo was staring in horror at Kisaragi as she was asking questions with an evil gleam in her eyes. The other destroyer clearly wasn't as innocent as she pretended to be. The last question had Akigumo's brain grinding to a halt as she tried to figure out if what the destroyer asked was even physically possible without breaking bones. Meanwhile in the corner Nagato was trembling, her teeth grinding together and a growl rumbling in her chest as her cattle prod sparked. Beside her Mutsu was smiling everywhere but her eyes which were cold as ice and promised pain. She was glaring at the back of the mangaka destroyers head trying to figure out how she was going to get payback for what she dared to do to her sister.