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The sun over the Azur Lane base was particularly stubborn today, baking the docks in a heat that made even the rigging feel heavy. For Javelin, however, the temperature was just an excuse to mobilize her best friends for a "Strategic Cooling Operation."
"Z23, Nimi-chan! Stop looking at those technical manuals for one second!" Javelin chirped, waving a flyer for the base’s newest juice stand. "The ice is melting, and so are we!" Azur Lane: Bisoku Zenshin!
Ayanami put her console away, watching the seagulls circle the harbor. "The flavor is... 10 out of 10. Desu." The sun over the Azur Lane base was
"Every day at this base is a battle against boredom," Laffey murmured, leaning her head on Z23’s shoulder. "We won today." "The ice is melting, and so are we
Defeated by the combined logic of a sleepyhead and a gamer, Z23 sighed and closed her book. "Fine. But we walk in formation. No running."
Z23 pushed her glasses up her nose, her brow furrowing as she looked at the stack of destroyer class performance reviews. "Javelin, efficiency doesn't take a summer break. If we don't finish these logs, the Commander will—"
