6306. The Abyssals are currently blockading our Supply of Paper that doesnt mean you people get to laze off. STOP THEM! DONT CELEBRATE!
6306A. They sunk the ship carrying our Request for Ice Cream Resupply.
6306B. They also sank the ship carrying the Tea Request and Coffee Request.
6306C. They just sank the ship carrying the ScienceFleet's data sheets.
Zephry yawned as she strolled down the docks earlier than she would have liked. She and her sister had just returned from their week long island hopping and she had been all to relieved that they were finally going to go back home. As much as the vacation was needed and the base welcoming and relatively peaceful compare to the others she had visited, the incident with South Dakota not withstanding. She was excited to finally go back home to Devonport and the chaos with dealing with said home. She misses them that much was true.

"Morning" Someone greeted snapping the natural born's attention. She turned to the source and saw the local Admiral waving at her a fresh cup of chocolate by the smell of it. "Someone's awfully early today."

"Good Morning Sir." She greeted back as she made her way towards the relax admiral. "And I'm just excited to go back home."

"Home sick I presume. Can't say I blame you." He smiled offering a cup that somehow appeared out of nowhere. She accept it with thanks "How's the Island hopping? Found some interesting things I presume?"

"I blame you for my sister's new addiction of Spicy Ice Cream. What was that again Bicol Express Ice Cream?" She remembered the moment her sister's eyes shined she knew she found her favorite desert. How they made ice cream that spicy was beyond her.

"I already signed the requisition forms she sent me. A girl eating that much spice cant be good for her stomach." He laughed as he took a sip at his cocoa. "Anything else you found interesting?"

Zephyr thought for a moment while most of the things they visited were historical while others were relaxing nothing really caught her attention. "Nothing really. Islands we visited where peaceful and relaxing, the locals are friendly and smiles alot. Heck even the occasional ghost would wave and greet. It was nice overall." She said sipping at her drink while enjoying the rising sun. "Gotta say this base is quite peaceful too. No chaos at every turn. No misbehaving personnel around the corner. Heck I can safely say this is the most normal base I have ever been too. Its as normal as it can get." She paused. "Aside from the mountain of paperwork you usually do. Seriously you need to get some logistic officers to deal with that kind of work."

"Politics." He shrug eyes never leaving the horizon. "Kinda hard for an Army Officer to run a Naval Base as it already is. But add in greedy political bastards that want some control over the only means of defense of the Capital." He grimace recalling a few heated stand offs with said political figures. "Politicians tried to shoe in their people in and try to take over from and position they can get. It doesn't help that the Navy were salty that an Army Guy just got hold their base. The Army help as much as they could but. I was on my own with regards to promoting people for Officer positions."

"Can't you just promote people on the spot?"

"Paperwork still needs to be filled. And the moment those bastards catch wiff its an immediate rejection." He laugh but this time there was a bitter tone in his voice. "The only reason they can't touch me directly is because the Admiral that handle this place before me had much bigger influence then they have. It was also thanks to him that I even got a second in command."

Zephry could more or less understand where the Admiral was coming from. Her own aunt had dealt with corrupt politicians in more than one occasion. They tend to be underhanded and fight dirty but they didnt stand a chance when shipgirls point their gun at them.

"Speaking of paperwork. You usually stuck inside your office and only come out during lunch or when you call in for the night. Why are you here early in the morning?"

"Because of That." He pointed at the Horizon. Zephry had to squint hard to see what he was pointing at. Then she saw it. Faint outlines across the horizon. Abyssals. Hundreds of them. "They've been blockading the base since two days ago."

"And why are you just staring at them?"

"If you haven't forgotten the only girls I have are for a reaction force. We can't handle that many abyssals." He shrug nonchalantly. "I already called it in. The main force should be here within the week."

"Within the week!? How are we supposed to go home? Heck how many have already died from the blockade?"

"I called your aunt about this already and she have booked a flight home for the two of you. See Bataan for the details. As for casualties. There are zero."

"Zero? How?"

"Apparently they board the ship and burn any documents they find then force said ship to turn around and head back to where they come from."

"Burn the Documents?"

"Apparently they gather the requisition forms and what ever paperwork they could finds and burn them." He shrug. "I'll be honest it was smart move of them to burn the documents since I cant exactly give them resources without those."

"Which bases do this supply go to?"

"International bases like Yokosuka of Japan. Some bases from South East Asia and a few from China."

"And what kind of supplies do you give them?"

"Aside from the standard four... Ice cream."

"Ice Cream?"

"Ice Cream."

"You do know that the DDs would be rioting over no supply of ice cream right?"

He gave her a very Cheshire smile. Zephry's respect for the man just went up even a bit as they heard the echoing war cry of thousands of ice cream deprived Destroyers over the Horizon.

The Blockade never stood a chance.