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[OOC: For the record, the first Europa-class ship has already been sold. This is the RP surrounding that sale.]

The behemoth awaited its fate in dry-dock off the island of Staberinde. The vast bulk was originally to have borne the name Credonia, but circumstances conspired for the ship to retain its project name, Europa.
When relations soured between the UKIN and Credonia prompted by Sarzonian and Praetonian concerns regarding Credonian intentions, the Isselmere-Nielander government had been obliged to requisition the enormous vessel just prior to its official launch. It was a leviathan rather than a ship, and one for which His Isselmerian and Nielander Majesty's Royal Navy [RINN] could not afford the upkeep.

The Fleet Admiral, Sir Alexander Wycombe, argued vehemently and at length without success for the retention of the Europa within the RINN. Credonian interest in the ship had entirely disappeared once the Royal Shipyards had been forced to shop around for other purchasers of the design to pay off the massive debt incurred by researching and developing the gargantuan whale slumbering alongside the quay. Whilst there had been no legitimate foreign interest in the design beyond preventing its completion, the new Conservative government hoped that it could sell the design.

Finally, a decision was made.

Bertrand Mawdsley, Minister for Defence, rang Sir Alexander with an interesting proposition. Which of the Monarchy's steadfast friends had the previous Labour government not offended, and which of those allies had a base within the UKIN?

'Jimnam, sir,' Sir Alexander replied. And the penny dropped.

So as not to put too much pressure on the commanding officer of the resident Jimnam Grand Navy's cruiser squadron, the invitation for a tour at sea came from the Europa's erstwhile captain, Commodore Sir Philip Hawthorne.

'Let's hope he's as good a salesman as he is a sailor!' chortled Mawdsley.

Sir Alexander gave a grudging grunt in agreement.

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Project “Europa”

Hull
Planform: Very large trimaran hull
Dimensions: length: 996.44m (wl), 1020.18m (oa); breadth: 300m (oa); draught: 33m full load, 28.2m standard
Tonnage: 3 million metric tonnes (full load)
Construction: Titanium-vanadium alloy framework (primary hull and connectors)
Compartmentalisation: 136 transverse and 12 longitudinal bulkheads, supported by hardened crossbeams; double-bottomed with displaced reinforced keel. Void spaces between corridors and bulkheads serve to reduce effect of battle damage.
Armour and Protection
Hull: Shell of anechoic, corrosion-resistant, and environmentally-safe encrustation-repellant polymer tiles (hull bottom to maximum safe draught level); high-temperature-resistant polymer tiles (hull above); layered composite of case-hardened austenitic nickel-molybdenum-steel alloy (all hull and superstructure; Royal Arsenal Naval Armour Composite #436 [RANAC436]); titanium alloy bracers spacing out the following layers and titanium alloy sheathing at key points (turrets, magazines, landing decks, citadels, points of high structural stress); steel alloy plating; ballistic ceramic plates; steel alloy plating; 30cm of inert, non-flammable solid foam (hull insulation and limited kinetic energy reduction, a.k.a. KERI foam); steel alloy plating; braced spacing; ballistic fabrics (spall prevention); tempered ballistic plastic plates.
Longitudinal bulkheads: tempered ballistic plastic plates; ballistic fabrics; steel alloy plating; ballistic ceramics plates; ballistic plastic plates; KERI foam (10cm); steel alloy plating; braced spacing and titanium alloy basis with additional sheathing in key areas (barbettes, magazines, engineering spaces, command facilities); ballistic fabrics; and tempered ballistic plastic plates.
Transverse bulkheads: titanium alloy basis and hardened crossbeams; steel alloy plating and additional structural support; KERI foam in void areas; ballistic fabrics; and tempered ballistic plastic plates (sheathing).
Decks: covered in corrosion- and slip-resistant polymer coating over steel alloy plating. Deck armour of steel alloy, ballistic ceramic plates, titanium alloy bracing (with titanium alloy plating over key areas), KERI foam, steel alloy plating, steel alloy bracing, ballistic fabrics (spall protection), and tempered ballistic plastic plates. Main deck armour at 30-degree downward angle from horizontal, connecting the base of the superstructure with the hull.
Reactors: protected by additional level of depleted uranium plating (armour) and insulation to reduce infra-red signature and noise.
Main missile batteries: protected by additional layer of ballistic ceramics and by high volume flooding mechanisms. Launch ports for heavy missile batteries protected by deck armour.
Gun batteries: Tertiary guns (203mm ETC) positioned outside first longitudinal bulkhead (secondary hulls), secondary guns (210mm RG) positioned between first and secondary longitudinal bulkheads (primary hulls), with additional titanium plating around the magazines and immersion systems to quell fires. Primary gun magazines are "triple hulled."
Protection: Main belt: 1420-1120mm; deck: 920-630mm; bulkheads (longitudinal): 860mm-710mm; bulkheads (transverse): 710mm-660mm; ; main turrets: 1420 (glacis, fore-roof)-1140 (roof, sides)-860mm (rear); main barbettes: 1140mm; secondary turrets: 305mm; secondary barbettes: 405mm; tertiary turrets: 250mm; tertiary barbettes: 405mm; missile magazines (main): 405mm; missile magazines (heavy): 405 (sides)-920mm (launch doors); command information centre (CIC): 405mm; conning tower: 1420mm; NBC citadels: 1420mm; engineering (reactors): 506mm; engineering (engines): 310mm; engineering (turbines): 350mm (mid-hull); hangar: 608mm.
Complement: 7,401* baseline (without air wing, drone operators, and landing crews (11,786), marines (7,553), staff (500), etc.); approximately 27,000 in total (26,363)
Propulsion: CONAG-IFEP; 12 INNEC RA(PB)-5 (300 MW) pebble-bed nuclear fission reactors, 8 IMW MTG-12 (50 MW) gas turbines, 12 IMW MMD-44 (5.12 MW) diesel-electric generators
Speed: standard: 28 kts.; maximum sustained: 31.2 kts.+; maximum burst: 32.3 kts.+
Vehicles
Air contingent (Possible): 36 Sea Fury FA.1, 12 Sea Spectre FA.1, 12 Sea Spectre FA.2, 12 Sea Wraith ADS.2, 4 Heimdall AEW.1, 4 C-2C Greyhound, 36 AH-64D Apache Longbow, 48 Merlin HC.1, 16 Merlin HM.1, 12 Merlin HM.1 (AEW)
Boats: 12 LCAC (stern well), 8 LCM (berthed under secondary hull connectors)
Vehicles: 96 L12LV Otter, 16 L12CP Otter, 16 L12AR Otter
Weapons and Decoys
Missiles/Rockets: 1 x 32-cell GWLS.35M2 (fc.), 8 x 48-cell GWLS.35M2 (secondary hulls, connectors), 28 x 96-cell GWLS.35M2 (p/s-C, 4-f, 4-a, 18-am), 48 x 4-cell GWLS.58M2, 44 x 8-cell GWLS.60M2, 8 x GWLS.65M2, 36 x GWLS.66M2, 44 x GWLS.68M2 gun-missile complex, 36 x 8-cell GWLS.74M
Artillery: 5 x 4 760mm L64 ETC guns (A, B, C, X, Y), 12 x 1 210mm L82 rail guns (p/s-primary), 4 x 1 203mm L64 ETC guns (f/a-secondary), 36 x 35mm CIWS, 88 x 1 30mm NLG-30, 36 x 1 30mm RST
Torpedo: 8 x 3 324mm TT, 10 x 1 660mm TT (6 forward firing, 4 aft firing)
Countermeasures: 32 x 16-cell MLE.140 MUSE (anti-missile), 5 anti-torpedo lines for MLQ.135 Mackerel, 6 ports for ULQ.136 Remora (anti-torpedo)
Electronics suite
Computer complexes: MEI.5 Muninn (ISOMS); MEM.6 ODIN
Threat management systems: MEQ.181 NAIADS (anti-air), MEQ.185 SELKIE (anti-torpedo), MMX.193 MITRE (target recognition), MDQ.261 (signature self-detection)
Radars: MRU.262 Hydra (multifunction), 2 x MRS.118 Kafka (f/a, air volume search), 3 x MRN.116 Beluga (navigation), 2 x MRS.164 Hofvarpnir (surface search), 16 x MRG.182 Balmung (secondary gun fire control), MRS.249 Norn (long range over-the-horizon radar), 5 x MRG.265 Mjollnir (gunnery fire control)
Optronics: 2 x MPU.124 Adder (long range search and tracking), 6 x MPS.127 Owl (surface surveillance)
Combination radar/optronics: 2 x MMP.131 Friday (automatic carrier landing system), MMP.133 Tuesday (helicopter landing system), 44 x MMG.183 Gjallar (close-range fire direction)
Sonars: MQU.264 Tanngnost (keel-mounted, LF), MQR.266 Tanngrisni (variable depth)
ECM/ESM: MLR.165 (radar/signals emissions receiver and direction finder, complete system), MLR.184 Nott (laser warning receiver and direction finder, complete system), MEQ.188 Valtarn (radar/signals emissions processor and retransmitter, complete system), MLQ.189 (jammer, complete system), 10 x MWD.199 (signals direction finder, complete system).
Communications: CSZ.17b Godi (Link 17.2; secure datalink), 6 x MUZ.121 Alvis (secure satellite communications system), 12 x MSP.123b Gna (Link 17.2D; secure drone control datalink), 6 x MSW.125b Ran (Link 17.2G; secure missile guidance datalink), 12 x GQZ.128b Dvalin (Link 17.2U; encrypted acoustic modem), MWZ.178 (secure communications system), 10 x MJZ.190C (laser communications transceiver, command version), 8 x GSZ.196C (encrypted burst communications transceiver, command version).
Estimated Cost
$375,000 million [$375 billion USD]

*Subject to potentially drastic revision once all the weapons numbers, etc., are up.

Vice-Admiral Charles Wentworth was enjoying his posting. The base leased to Jimnam was surrounded by beautiful countryside and the local population seemed to welcome the small Jimnam cruiser squadron. Many officers in the Jimnam Grand Navy saw a posting to the base as a way to advance their career due to the close friendship between both nations.

Wentworth, a former Captain on the Aircraft Carrier JGN Alliance, admired the Navy of Isselmere-Nieland and he enjoyed the company of many of the officers of the RINN. News of the construction of the Europa was recieved in small bursts and nothing was ever concrete. He had tried to gain information but not much had been forthcoming. All Wentworth, had assertained was that this ship was big and on a scale that would dwarf even the new Jimnam class heavy battleships that had recently been purchased.

While sat in his office, Wentworth had mentioned to his Flag Lieutenant about the massive ship under construction.

"Its an outstanding achievement!" exclaimed Wentworth's Flag Lieutenant Harry Thomas. "I admit Harry, it would be an excellant ship to become our Navy's flagship, but this sort of ship always causes tension among nations. We don't even know who this was built for, all of our intelligence tells us nothing"

Lt. Thomas spoke up;

"Well sir, I am sorry on that, the matter has been passed back to fleet HQ and they have been looking into it, I am guessing it just not important to them."

The telephone on the Admirals, desk rings and the Lt. answers.

"Vice-Admiral Wentworth's office, Lt. Thomas speaking."

After several seconds, Lt. Thomas turns to the Admiral.

"Its for you sir, a Commodore Sir Philip Hawthorne of the RINN."

Lt. Thomas, passes over the phone and quickly leaves

"Vice-Admiral Wentworth here, how can I be of service...."

Commodore Hawthorne was stung by his government's proposal to sell the Europa. The massive vessel would have made a valuable addition to the RINN, but the crewing requirements and the cost of its systems would require the dismantling of an entire fleet, with most of the escort and support ships reassembled around the flagship to protect it from unwanted attention. Considering how many navies possessed such gigantic ships, however, meant that the RINN would eventually have to follow suit. Even the mighty Jimnam class won't be enough. Yet, it only seemed right and natural that the first fleet to receive the Jimnams be the purchaser of the Europa. At least she'll have a good home, Sir Philip decided.

"Admiral Wentworth, sir, as captain of the Europa, it would give me great pleasure to have you as a guest to witness how this ship performs. I would be honoured to have you and your staff tour our flagship as it engages in its first fleet exercises."

"Commodore Hawthorne, I would be most honoured to be present at this most historic moment. I look forward to meeting both yourself and the Europa".

Wentworth, chatted for several minutes arranging the details and then put the phone down. He thoughtto himself for a minute about why he had been invited to this occasion as it was unusual for members of the Jimnam Grand Navy to be present at these exercises, even though the two navies were great friends.

Wentworth, picked up the red telephone that connected him to the encrypted satalite link to the Grand Navy's headquarters in Jimnam City. He spoke to Admiral Richard Foster, who was the person in charge of the day to day running of the navy. The real decisions in Jimnam however were left the the Grand Admiral himself.

The conversation was brief but it was decided to pass the information on to the Grand Admiral as Admiral Foster was sure he would be interested.

After the conversation with HQ, Wentworth ordered his flagship to prepare to set sail. The Castle class cruiser JGN Hawk, was built by the RSIN for Jimnam. The ship would carry Wentworth to the Europa and would maintain a visual sighting with the great ship as a security measure. Wentworth fully trusted his counterparts within the RINN but it was a practice that wouldn't be dropped.

The Vice-Admiral summoned his Flag Lieutenant and both quickly embarked on the cruiser which quickly weighed anchor and set out to sea flanked by two destroyers which were off out on a patrol, the flag bearing three stars was hoisted along side the Jimnam flag to announce the fact that Wentworth was on-board. As the cruiser set course for the island of Staberinde and accelerated to a cruising speed of 28 knots. The journey would take a little over seven hours.

The journey seemed to take ages. Wentworth however was kept busy with paperwork, messages were coming and going from the cruiser squadron. The light carrier that was an integeral part of this fleet was having engine trouble and this was causing a big headache for Wentworth. He was also confused as to rather unusual way he was invited to tour the Europa.

Jimnam always got to look at the new warships but this was always after their entry into fleet service. Wentworth was essentially visiting on what would be the ships shakedown cruise.

As he sat there pondering he was called to the bridge as they were within sight of the shipyards at Staberinde. Wetworth picked up has binoculars and looked just off the port bow. The ship was massive and already with the naked eye you could see the giant ship. The cruisers radar was picking up large numbers of patrol craft and patrolling aircraft.

Wentworth stepped back inside and gently spoke to the Captain of the Hawk.

"Prepare the helicopter for launch and please inform Staberinde of my arrival"

With that, Wentworth, retired aft to collect his things before boarding the Merlin which was beginning to spool up on the ships stern.

[OOC: Apologies for not having responded earlier!]

Commodore Hawthorne stood impatiently in his cabin, his uniform undergoing the careful scrutiny of his batman, whilst the yeoman ran through the itinerary despite knowing the captain would chart his own course through the massive ship. It will be good to take her out, even if only the once.

The intra-ship intercom suddenly burst into life. "Commodore, Staberinde control informs us Admiral Wentworth is requesting to land," announced the flight control officer, Commander Riordan noted.

"Kindly notify the Admiral's pilot to land on the starboard flight deck, spot four, then get the Marines and crew out for a proper welcome," Sir Philip ordered, brushing off imagined pieces of lint from his dress uniform.

Deep within the Europa, the reactors began to generate power at optimum efficiency, preparing the leviathan for sea. Weapons officers readied their stations for inspection as crewmembers scurried about, madly polishing and scrubbing up until the last possible second. The cooks, the very best in the fleet, had produced the finest feast yet seen aboard an RINN ship, with fine wine and whisky, as well as other drinks taken from the Admiralty's own special stores.

The air wing had also outdone themselves. There were examples of each aircraft within the wing arranged on the port flight deck with pilots and aircrew ready to explain their operation. The deck crew was prepared as well.

Yet it was to be the mighty 760mm guns that were likely to receive the most attention. The turret commanders and gunnery officers ran through loading and safety drills until the Admiral landed. The auxiliary gas turbines powering the turrets were spooled up.

As Commodore Hawthorne made his way to the starboard flight deck, his executive officer, Captain Dewar, declared that Fleet Admiral Wycombe had arrived on the starboard deck. "For moral support," Dewar stated.

Bloody splendid.

Sir Philip genuinely awaited Admiral Wentworth's arrival, but that of Sir Alexander worried him. As the keenest supporter of the integration of the Europa into the RINN's order of battle, Admiral Wycombe was brought with him an uncertainty Sir Philip could ill afford.

The big Merlin helicopter carrying Admiral Wentworth clattered low over the waves. The Admiral sat in the back with Lt Thomas, checking over their uniforms, it wouldn't be good to look any less than best on this occasion.

As the conformation to land came in the Merlin slowly rose and made a slow circle of the giant ship. The first thing that the Admiral noticed were the huge turrets on the ship.

"Thats some firepower", commented Wentworth to Lt. Thomas. As the helicopter flew over the port flight deck he could see the array of aircraft neatly lined up awaiting inspection.

"They sure know how to do this properly", Lt. Thomas said remembering his past experiences with the Sea Fury.

Lt. Thomas used to be a pilot of Sea Fury JN67739. Which was based on the carrier JGN Relentless with the 1st Fleet. A tragic accident occured on landing when the landing gear collapsed and the plane crashed into the superstructure, killing eight. Lt. Thomas managed to eject, but unfortunately broke both legs. It was a miracle he walked again. His posting to Flag Staff had dissapointed him, but it was a job and he was still serving his country.

His thoughts drifted away as the helicopter made its descent onto spot four of the starboard flight deck. As the Merlin came to a halt the door opened and the Admiral, followed by Lt. Thomas stepped onto the deck of the giant beast.

The Admiral quickly turned and told the pilot to return to the Hawk and inform the Captain to shut down all military radar and signal interception equipment as a gesture of good faith. Wentworth was sure that the RINN would not want any top secret systems being comprimised, even by their allies.

As the Admiral walked towards the welcoming party the helicopter leaped off the deck and quickly returned the the cruiser waiting on the horizon.

OOC: can i join in this?

OOC: can i join in this?
OOC: Sorry, but no. I ought to have written this was a closed RP.

Once Admiral Wentworth's Merlin opened its door, the RINM band began playing the Jimnam national anthem. The other Royal Marines performed a general salute, their highly polished boots thundering upon the deck with the execution of each movement.

FAdm Wycombe and Cmdre Hawthorne advanced to greet their guests. A hail of salutes and handshakes later, FAdm Wycombe enquired about Lt Thomas's health. "I was greatly sorry to hear of your accident, Lt Thomas, though I am grateful you are here for to inspect the Europa."

Hawthorne guided the other three men into the superstructure of the behemoth under the rail guns. Wycombe, the commodore noted, was polite yet anxious. It would have taken someone who knew him well to detect it, but the Isselmere-Nielander admiral was unnerved by something. Hawthorne would have to find out why and soon. But first...

"Sir, would you like to examine one of the main batteries?" Sir Philip asked Adm Wentworth. Should the Jimnam admiral accept, he could temporarily hand them over to the chief turret captain and quiz Sir Alexander on his troubles.

"That would be a wonderful idea Sir Philip" Admrial Wentworth said.

The Admiral was already impressed, he hadn't expected a mass band and huge welcoming party. Things between Jimnam and Isselmere were often quite informal. He hadn't expected the presence of Fleet Admiral Wycombe, but it wasn't unusual for top brass to be around such a ship.

The ship itself stunned the Admiral, nothing in the Jimnam fleet was as big. The old "Revenge" Class dreadnoughts were old and dwarfed by this.

Lt. Thomas, was stunned about the Fleet Admirals enquiry about his health. He knew it was news around his ship and his fleet but never thought it would have some to the attention of a high ranking official of another nation.

Admiral Wentworth mentioned to Lt. Thomas that Wycombe looked a bit distracted. The Lt. suggested that the Fleet Admiral was most likely preoccupied with deployments and other day to day runnings of the RINN.

"Very true, Lt. Thomas. I still find it fascinating that all navies have the same stresses."

The pair walked slowly, deeper into the massive work of steel towards the forward main battery.

Sir Alexander left Sir Philip to explain the workings of the Europa to Admiral Wentworth and Lieutenant Thomas as his own mind wrestled with the troubles between the vessel's original contractor and His Majesty's Government. Still, Admiral Wycombe hoped he was able to convey a pleasant demeanour rather than be entirely off-putting as he wandered through the political maze into which his thoughts had carried him. Where he could, he added asides to Sir Philip's commentary about issues the Royal Shipyards had with certain new technologies and how they went about solving them. Most of the time, however, he was silent.

Commodore Hawthorne, aware that the fleet admiral wasn't nearly so cunning in disguising his worries as he believed himself to be, was immensely relieved when the small group arrived at the number three turret.

The turret captain, Lieutenant Morris Sanderson, waited for them within, having received Sir Philip's summons minutes before. The two senior Isselmere-Nielander officers politely excused themselves, handing over their guide duties to the lieutenant.

"My apologies for the confusion, sirs," Sanderson stressed whilst saluting and the admiral and commodore left. "But, please, come with me."

Sanderson explained to Adm Wentworth and Lt Thomas the operations of the massive guns and the safety measures involved, suggesting that the pair were welcome to see a demonstration of the guns in action once the exercise began. "Of course, sirs, we would have you fitted for the appropriate protective gear beforehand," Sanderson assured with a smile, pointing to his anti-flash suit and protective helmet.

Meanwhile, Sir Alexander informed Sir Philip of the pressures being placed upon His Majesty's Government by those of Credonia, Sarzonia, and Praetonia. "Honestly, since we can't afford her, it would be best that it goes to Jimnam," Sir Alexander admitted. "I hope you are a damn good salesman."

"I will try, sir," Sir Philip acknowledged. "But it would be of much greater assistance if you wouldn't look so dour."

"Then I'd better leave you to it, Captain," Sir Alexander chortled. "Please give my apologies to Admiral Wentworth and Lieutenant Thomas."

The two men shook hands as Sir Philip walked the fleet admiral back to his helicopter.

Admiral Wentworth, admired in awe the size of the number three turret. In front of him the huge breeches of the four guns were open with two seamen working on cleaning one of the guns.

"How do you find the job?" Admiral Wentworth asked the young Lieutenant incharge of the turret.

Lt. Thomas walked around the huge guns noting the locations of ammunition hoists and manual rangefinding equipment. He was most impressed with this feat of construction and how the builders had overcome some of the problems. Jimnam's ordinance company had tried to develop a similer turret mount but they had failed in providing the necessary level of protection and then getting the turret to move. The project had been abandoned in the end.

After spending a good half hour looking around the turret and asking the usual questions, Sir Philip re-emerged to continue the tour.

"Ah, Admiral Wentworth, Lieutenant Thomas," Commodore Hawthorne began, "Admiral Wycombe sends his apologies. Unfortunately, urgent matters back at the Admiralty have called him away."

Sir Philip led his guests from the turret, beginning with an explanation of the armour until he realised Lt Sanderson had already provided that information. "I hope the Lieutenant offered you a tour to see the turret in action as well," the commodore laughed.

Guiding them through the superstructure of the giant vessel, Commodore Hawthorne took pains to explain the various safety measures in place to protect the ship from harm in the first place as well as make damage control more efficient if something did indeed break through.

Worried he was losing his audience, Sir Philip tried another tack. "Perhaps, sir, you and Lt Thomas would like to visit the port side flight deck?"

"That would be wonderful" said Admiral Wentorth. "This truly is an amazing warship, deadly yet by the looks of it, battlefield survivable".

Sir Philip and Admiral Wentworth continued talking about the construction of the Europa while making their way to the port flight deck. Lt. Thomas was quiet as his mind began to recall the events of his crash. He wasn't scared but he was always anxious about carrier landings ever since the accident.

Admiral Wentowrth was just explaining to Sir Philip about the role of the Jimnam cruiser squadron in the event of a war. "Without our light carrier, we just cannot operate" Wentworth was saying. He had been trying for some time to get the government to try and get another carrier for the squadron but nothing had happened as of yet.

As the party reached the flight deck, there was a great bustle of activity for the arrival of the senior officers. Admiral Wentworth looked impressed by the crisp display of efficiency.

The group emerged from between the first two lifts on the port side. Number one lift sported a Sea Wraith air defence suppression aircraft whilst the number three lift sported one of the new Sparrow attack helicopters. Both were "armed" with a full complement of practice weapons. On the flight decks three catapults were situated three other aircraft -- two Sea Spectre fighters and one of the much larger Swordfish strike aircraft.

"On this exercise, we will see on whether the Swordfish can be operated from such a small flight deck," Commodore Hawthorne explained. "Ordinarily, we wouldn't fly one from anything smaller than a Peel-class carrier, but we have a few pilots eager to change the Admiralty's opinion."

Sir Philip noted that Lieutenant Thomas seemed to tense slightly upon arriving on the flight deck. The Jimnam officer immediately recovered from whatever trepidation or concern he might have suffered, but Hawthorne was grateful for Admiral Wycombe's advice -- the Sea Fury that had been on deck was being struck down into the hangar as they spoke.

Next to each aircraft were senior members of the crews of the various squadrons and flights. The commodore guided his guests to each station in turn, giving the pilots and crew chiefs -- better versed in each aircraft and its role -- the chance to explain their work.

As they toured the flight deck, Sir Philip received word that everything was ready for the ship to depart.

"Sir, Lt Thomas, as the Europa is ready to get underway, perhaps it would be best if we went back inside and saw the command centre."

"A wonderful idea Sir Philip, I am very much looking forward to what this ship can do. If it is possible, could you get one of your officers to signal my ship to follow at a safe distance of ten miles?" Admiral Wentworth said.

The Admiral had been very much impressed by the deck facilities. The RINN was very efficient, something that the Grand Navy was slowly getting better at, but there were some who believed that only drastic measures would improve efficiency. The Admiral however belived that the close partnership between the Jimnam Grand Navy and the RINN might promote a greater efficiency. He was partly disappointed at Sir Alexander's early departure as he had hoped to organise a joint naval exercise to promote new practices within the navy. However it was too late for that and it could wait.

The party worked their way up the steel giant towards the CIC. Wentworth asked Lt. Thomas if he was alright due to his slightly off colour. Lt. Thomas stated that he was perfectly fine and was also very impressed with the ship and was honoured to have made the visit with the Admiral.

The CIC was a heavily armoured cathedral of active-matrix liquid crystal displays, from the large fleet disposition displays (FDD) at the front of the room like a high altar where the fleet command staff operated as well as two large bays, or naves, with their own large screen displays and tables noting the positions of each aircraft for flight operations. Everything had been designed to take up as little space as possible and to keep every system and group together insofar as the engineers were able, but the complexity of the ship and of its role demanded the immense.

"The various warfare groups are arranged together, sir, Lt Thomas," commented Commodore Hawthorne as he pointed out each group station. "With the air defence section here, the anti-submarine section there, with the surface warfare and electronic warfare sections at the front right over there. The ship's command section operates from the central hub and comprises the main sensor section as well. The fleet staff have their own section at the front and the flight ops personnel are on either side."

The three men threaded their way through the various crew stations. Sailors and some officers were astonished to see foreign visitors amongst them and wondered about the security implications, but seeing their captain chatting easily with the guests, they continued on as usual, albeit with some whispering.

"I hear the Admiralty's going to sell her," Leading Radar Operator Rowena Weatherby muttered. "Just when we get something to rival those foreign powers, they do something dumb like that."

"Daft prats," replied her neighbour, Master Radar Operator Daniel Clifton.

Both Admiral Wentworth and Lt. Thomas were astonished by the complex yet well designed CIC. It was indeed a true feat of engineering. The Admiral was impressed by the calm nature of the crew, especially around a foreign Admiral. Lt. Thomas walked around away from the Admiral and Commodore Hawthorne.

As he passed the radar stations, he overheard the operators comments about the ship being sold. So as to act casually he continued his little tour, and walked back over to the Admiral. Lt. Thomas took him aside while Commodore Hawthorne was issuing instructions.

"Sir, I have just overheard that the RINN plans to sell this ship." Admiral Wentworth looked calmly at his junior officer and said "Its idle gossip Lieutenant. Besides, if this ship were going to be sold, we would have found out long before now."

"You are right of course sir". The Lieutenant apologised for the disturbance and went back to having a look around the CIC of this wonderful ship.

"As you can see, sir, we are just leaving port," Commodore Hawthorne said, directing Admiral Wentworth's attention to the massive screens at the front of the fleet command section. One screen displayed the disposition of the fleet -- the Isselmere-Nielander dreadnought, the Jimnam cruiser, and the dreadnought's escorts -- as it headed out into the open seas. "Shortly, we will be heading into the wind in order to launch a small contingent of the Europa's air group before continuing onto the exercise waters."

Hearing the approach of Admiral Wentworth and Lieutenant Thomas, Rear Admiral Sir Edmund Pickering -- the admiral in charge of the small flotilla -- rose to greet them.

"My apologies, sir, Lt Thomas, for not being there to meet you with Commodore Hawthorne," Pickering said with a warm smile. "But as you know, it never hurts to mother a new ship."

The Isselmere-Nielander admiral explained how the command systems worked and how the datalinks permitted the commanding officer to have real-time information about the health of his fleet. "Of course, it's based largely on the systems used in the Admiral-class flagship."

As Admiral Pickering continued to explain the command systems to Admiral Wentworth, Commodore Hawthorne brought Lieutenant Thomas to the ship command station.

"From this point, the captain is able to direct matters such as the different sections' activities, damage control, engineering, et cetera with great ease," Sir Philip began. "We can assign targets for the various systems to prosecute or we can hand the job over to other vessels."

Sir Philip picked up a pair of wireless headphones and handed another set to Lt Thomas. "With these, you will be able to hear basic ship information: speed, direction, alert status, and so on."

Just then, Lt Thomas heard the call, "Prepare for action stations."

Admiral Wentworth felt at home on the bridge of this mighty warship. He liked the Admiral in charge. Wentowrth thought he recognised him from a dinner party at the Jimnam embassy. The Admiral thought the ship handled very well for its size. In the distance, he could see the escorting ships as well as JGN Hawk in the far distance, maintaining contact incase of an emergency, like a declaration of war.

Lt. Thomas was also very impressed. He was a pilot by nature but he was beginning to understand surface ship operations and he was begining to warm to Commodore Hawthorne. He wasn't used to being around a lot of high ranking officials, especially foreign ones, but the Commodore seemed to have a relaxing influence among people. He found himself talking to Commodore Hawthorne about the uses of naval air power and this ship.

As the call of action stations came through. Lt. Thomas said to Commodore Hawthorne "Sir, I have been looking forward to this."

Commodore Hawthorne gave a pleased laugh. "Then we should get you and the admiral dressed in anti-flash kit." The crew around them spelled off in small groups, replaced immediately by personnel in anti-flash kit. "We'll come back here once we are properly dressed."

A Royal Marine quartermaster sergeant briefly took over guiding the Jimnam officers for the commodore and the Isselmere-Nielander admiral as the latter two rushed to don their kit. The QMS, assisted by several junior ratings, helped the Jimnam officers into their gear whilst explaining the additional safety measures and other equipment.

"Sirs, here are your wireless headsets, your personnel locator devices (in the unlikely event a brief trip in the drink becomes necessary), and your radiation level detectors," the QMS noted, handing out the first, and indicating the other two in turn. "Each station in the CIC is provided with breathing apparatus for the operators and other personnel, and portable breathing apparatus kits and fire extinguishers are located throughout the ship. But now, sirs, I should return you to the CIC."

The command centre was bustling with activity as personnel ran through diagnostics and readied the fleet for the exercise.

Commodore Hawthorne greeted them back into the CIC. "Sir, Lt Thomas, I apologise for the discomfort you must be suffering, but we pride ourselves on keeping our friends safe," he assured.

On the bridge, the officer of the watch rang down they were ready, as did the other sections of the ship. Hatches closed, all unnecessary equipment was stored, damage control crews assembled, and Marines stood ready to counter any assault. The Europa was ready for battle.

"Do you wish to watch the flight operations sections in action, Sir, Lt Thomas?" Sir Philip enquired, noting the junior officers continued interest in naval air power.

Admiral Wentworth was impressed at the speed in which the the crew prepared for battlestations. It was times like this in which Wentworth was glad of the Isselmere-Jimnam alliance. The anti-flash suit was not as comfortable as possible, but it was bearable however.

Within minutes both the Admiral and Lt Thomas were fully kitted out and ready for the test. The Lieutenant was very impress with all the safety gear stowed around the ship. The crew was efficient and swift to act on orders.

Both the Admiral and Lieutenant noticed the marines presence and found it reassuring that this ship was truly almost unboardable by an enemy force.

When asked by Commodore Hawthorne about watching the flight deck operations, Admiral Wentworth replied "A capital idea, I have been looking forward to seeing this."

The Admiral had always argued that Jimnam needed a ship with the firepower of a large battleship, but the extra fire power of a carrier. After seeing this principle first hand the Admiral believed that he could persuade the high command to begin to come up with designs of a similar ship.

The Officers eagerly awaited the display to come.

[OOC: My apologies for the delay in responding - side projects are dangerous.]

They walked over to the port side flight operations section of the CIC with its representation of the flight deck arrayed with small two dimensional magnetic models with even smaller devices atop them indicating aircraft being armed, fueled, or set to be struck down to the hangars. Presently, the board indicated two Swordfish strike aircraft positioned for take-off with four Sea Spectre FA.1 preparing for their turn. A host of high resolution video screens displayed what was occurring on deck as a small strike package readied for launch.

"Would you prefer to watch from the flight control station above deck?" Sir Philip asked. Admiral Wentworth seemed eager, but as both senior officers noted, Lt Thomas involuntarily produced a momentary grimace not in trepidation, but of remembered pain. Still, the junior officer accepted the invitation and the three men made their way to port flight control.

"Flight operations have to be suspended once the guns are in play," Commodore Hawthorne noted. "Unfortunately, the blast has the bad tendency of blowing off unsheltered personnel and unprotected equipment into the drink. Tests showed that the concussion could easily tear apart or at least render completely inoperable any modern aircraft left on deck. Consequently, our hangar space needed to be very large to accommodate an appropriately sized contingent."

The two Swordfish were comparitively lightly armed with only their Flamingo aerial decoys showing externally. "We decided against a full load launch of the Swordfish for safety reasons. Computer models and simulations have indicated it was possible, but that it could be quite unnerving for the pilots." Sir Philip noticed that Lt Thomas had become strangely impassive, obviously mastering his memories of the dangers of flight operations from small decks. As the two Swordfish roared from decks and safely into the sky, all three men relaxed and calmly watched the proceedings.

Lt. Thomas was pleased to see that both aircraft made it safely off the deck. Ever since his accident he had never attempted a carrier take-off. The medical corps were trying to help him regain the confidence to carry on flying. He was considered before the accident as one of the most promising pilots in the Navy.

The Admiral, looked over and spoke "Not a bad take-off at all, i'm sure you would be just as good Lieutenant." To which the junior officer could only reply "Yes, sir"

The Admiral, turned to Sir Philip. "This is a most impressive ship. It is clear that you have invested a great deal of time and money into its design. This is truly a ship to fear. The one question I have though is what sort of support do you require for protection?"

"Sir, we generally have two battleships or battlecruisers serving as guard dogs," Commodore Hawthorne said, motioning to the Treaty-class battleship Woodstock conducting its own flight operations in the distance, "along with their escorts. Closer still, we have about four heavy cruisers - two of the Castle-class," he continued, indicating the Heringhof sailing off the port fore quarter, "and two of the Duchy-class," nodding towards the Mauberry situated off the aft quarter. "Two light cruisers lead the protective force for our logistical support, aided by four destroyers and six frigates. We ourselves are protected by a further six destroyers and ten frigates, as well as at least one full division* of attack submarines."

"Our auxiliaries presently comprise of two submarine tenders, two large combat stores vessels, and two nuclear-powered replenishment ships, sometimes even some icebreakers," Sir Philip said. "All in all, this contingent is larger than that of many small navies!" The Isselmere-Nielander officer noted some concern on the face of Admiral Wentworth. "The Europa can take care of itself, but it is always better to be safe."

As flight operations continued on the deck below, Commodore Hawthorne ushered Admiral Wentworth and Lieutenant Thomas over to a station similar to that in the CIC. "We will using our aircraft to scout the target provided for us by satellite and maritime patrol aircraft -- a few older vessels that have been automated to give our pilots and crews something real on which to test their mettle. Once we've recovered our aircraft, we will engage the 'enemy' with our main armament. Would either of you like to witness one of the big turrets in action, or would you prefer to tour our hangars first?"


[OOC: *What I had previously mistakenly called a squadron; i.e. six.]

Admiral Wentworth was very impressed by the level of protection that the Europa needed. He was assuming a much bigger fleet. It would certainly take a fleet to get anywhere near this ship.

"Commodore Hawthorne, you must be very happy in command of perhaps the finest ship that has ever been built." The Admiral waited for the response of the officer.

After recieving this response he again spoke and said "Commodore, I think it would be best to see the test of the main armament." He glanced at Lt. Thomas "We can leave the hanger deck to later."

The Admiral spared Lt. Thomas from seeing a Sea Fury for another half an hour or so.

Answering the admiral's question, Commodore Hawthorne felt a dreadful twinge, knowing that it would not be long before he lost command of the Europa once and for all, leading him to commit the most abominable gaffe by suggesting a tour through the hangar. How could I have forgotten so quickly, Sir Philip thought to himself.

"Sir, Lt Thomas, we should then proceed to get ourselves kitted out like turret officers," Sir Philip announced with a smile.

Upon arriving back at the number three turret, Lt Sanderson greeted them once more, suited now in coveralls of fire-proof materials, protective boots, and equipped with helmets that safeguarded their ears whilst permitting them to hear one another. "Sirs, it is truly an honour to meet you once again," the turret captain noted. "At the moment, we are preparing to load the three guns."

A scuttle opened revealing a shell lift as it rose from the deck below cradling a massive 760mm armour piercing shell. The lift and shell were protected by a baffle of steel and ballistic ceramics. "For the first salvo, we shall try these to verify the accuracy of our fire control system and of the guns themselves," Sanderson stated. "The Fleet Air Arm has stationed a Njord maritime patrol aircraft near the puppet fleet to provide us images and later to provide targetting data for the guided munitions to follow."

The turret captain guided the other three officers over to another lift that they took up to the turret itself.

The two officers were pleased to be in the fire proof overalls again. The guns looked even bigger than before. The Admiral was looking forward to seeing the results of a broadside from this ship.

"Commodore Hawthorne, how for can these guns fire and remain accurate?" "The best we managed with a 25 inch gun was about 50 km, but the round was so powerful that the gun lining was worn out after three rounds. Hence we stopped manufacturing these super heavy guns."

Lt. Thomas was again inspecting the turret. He had never really been in these parts of a ship much. He was beginning to enjoy it though. The officers followed Commodore Hawthorne, who in turn followed Lt. Sanderson to the lift that would take them to the turret control.

"The estimated effective range of these guns is approximately 150 km with unassisted shells, about 200 km with base bleed shells, and over a 1,000 km with some guided munitions," Commodore Hawthorne answered Admiral Wentworth. "Of course, the armour piercing shells tend to reduce the barrel life faster than high explosive shells, and some unconventional rounds can be as damaging," Sir Philip admitted. "We assume that the barrel life is about a full load -- approximately three hundred shells -- with slow rates of fire."

Admiral Wentworth was shocked, the ranges of the guns were far beyond the predictions of any Jimnam intelligence agency.

"This truly is formidable Sir Philip, I must commend your weapon designers in creating such powerful guns."

The Admiral was even more keen now to see how well these guns performed against a battleship.

Lt. Thomas was quiet, but busy contemplating the extreme ranges that this ship rain destruction upon. He thought to himself that Jimnam would have to keep an eye on whoever owned this ship as it would surely take a huge effort to sink her.

Both men now eagerly awaited for the test to commence.

"We have a reactor and its two turbines to power the equipment necessary to traverse the turret and elevate the guns," Commodore Hawthorne explained. "Regrettably, a turret armed with four 760mm guns does not traverse nearly so quickly as one with 25-inch guns, partly because of the weight of the turret and partly for safety reasons."

Lt Sanderson walked the group over to the a station overlooking the breech of one of the guns. They watched the shell being loaded onto grey metal tray by a sturdy robot arm supervised by a senior rating whilst another robot arm swabbed the breech. A further couple of ratings prepared the propelling charge as another senior rating verified the fuzing on the shell before it was rammed home by still another robot arm. "The luxury of having an extensive automotive industry is having wide experience with industrial robots. We do, however, keep humans within the loop -- safety first, once again."

The breech block rose and locked as the gunners contacted fire control. "Generally, we are able to fire one round every minute or so, owing to the distance each shell needs to travel from the magazine, safety precautions, and the size of the shells. Owing to the use of robot arms, the depth of the turret, and improved recoil dampening mechanisms, this rate of fire can be sustained with only minimal time-loss even at maximum elevation."

Word finally came that the air contingent had all landed safely, had been struck down into the hangar, and the pressure doors had been locked.

"Perhaps we should go over to the gunners' station," Lt Sanderson suggested, "so we might see how effective the guns are."

"An excellent idea, Lieutenant" Admiral Wentworth said.

The Admiral was amazed how quickly the guns were loaded and that they could maintain quite a fast rate of fire. He was also impressed with the speed in which the turret traversed, although slower than most it still seemed quick.

The Admiral was looking forward the the display that was only moments away. The Admirals thoughts began to drift a little, imagining what it would be like if Jimnam owned a ship like this. Shaking off the day dream the Admiral focused on the task at hand.

The gun captains -- petty officers all -- stood operated in the bustle behind and to the side of each gun, manning a series of displays, from those relaying the data from the optronic rangefinders on either side of the turret for targets on the horizon or closer, to data from the turret's fire control radar and the search radars of the ship's anti-submarine helicopters, to the images being relayed by a long range maritime patrol aircraft and several UAVs. The central screen provided the collated information, which showed a small flotilla of twelve ships about 120 km away.

"At this range, we could use a host of anti-ship missiles," Commodore Hawthorne noted. "But that's scarcely the point," he added with a smile. Crews and robot arms kept outside of the red lines painted around each gun, wary of the recoil.

"Now let's see how well these beasts operate in practice."

Number one and number three guns fired an initial half salvo, causing a fresh flurry of activity around those pieces as the next half salvo was being readied. Number two and number four guns followed swiftly after.

"We tend to fire half salvoes from these turrets to minimise the stress on the guns, the hull, and the crews," Sir Philip explained. "Still, you can imagine what ten nine-tonne shells can do to something, even with a near miss." Seeing the look of consternation on Admiral Wentworth's face, following his explanation, the commodore guessed at its cause.

"Generally, we do fire a few ranging shots first..."

Before the first shell struck, the turret had fired a further two half-salvoes and was preparing another two. From the first half salvo, two shells fell short, a further four fell long, four landed in the midst of the flotilla. The two that fell long swamped a pair of frigates, whilst one of those that fell short broke the back of a destroyer. Of the four that landed within the flotilla, there was one direct hit that pierced a Monarch-class battleship. Judging from the resulting damage, the shell must have exploded well within the hull as it split in briefly two before disintegrating.

"We ought to be firing better than that," Lt Sanderson muttered as he made his way through the turret's gunner's stations. The gunners were rechecking the fire control solutions and verifying that their guns were operating according to specifications.

Commodore Hawthorne, Admiral Wentworth, and Lieutenant Thomas continued to watch the screens as the second half-salvo impacted upon the small flotilla a brief while later. This time, all ten shells fell within the group. Two shells from the same turret pierced the two forward turrets of an old Council-class battleship. Had there been crews within the turrets, their lives would have been forfeit as the shells' blasting charges detonated well within the stricken vessel. One destroyer, struck by a shell weighing almost as much as the ship displaced, vanished beneath the waves in an instant. An old cruiser lost its bow before it, too, swiftly succumbed to the sea. The remaining six shells were near misses that caused another frigate to capsize and another pair to collide.

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OOC: Apologies for the delay in replying.

IC: Admiral Wentworth was more than impressed. The destruction brought by the guns was most spectacular. He could hardly believe that so few impacts would break a battleship in two.

He congratulated Lt. Sanderson on what he considered a successful period of sustained fire. He then turned to Commodore Hawthorne and mentioned how deadly this ship would be in the hands of an enemy, seeing as the ships that had just been sunk were still in service with the Jimnam Grand Navy.

Lt. Thomas was amazed at the sight of destruction that the gunfire had created. As an aviator he had always believed that airpower would be the most destructive element of any battle. However upon sight of the destruction rained down upon the derelict fleet he had to change his mind, especially when this ship could engage targets long before his aircraft ever could. His thoughts drifted away to his old Sea Fury the memories of gaining his wings and then to that frightful accident on the carrier. Lt. Thomas began to sweat as the memories became very clear. He was on the verge of tears.

"Lieutenant!" Boomed Admiral Wentworth. "Are you alright, you look a little off colour?"

Lt Thomas quickly composed himself and replied: "Yes sir, perfectly. Just a little warm in here."

Lt Thomas knew he had stuffed up, but thought that he might get away with it for now.

Both Commodore Hawthorne and Lieutenant Sanderson looked upon Lieutenant Thomas with concern. Finally, Sir Philip spoke. "Perhaps it would be best to get some fresh air." With a nod to Lieutenant Sanderson, the guns completed their last firing cycle and the turrets slowly turned to their travelling stations.

"Sometimes the protective kit can cause heat stress," the commodore offered, wanting to cover any worries Lt Thomas might have had. He had thought of suggesting Lt Sanderson guiding his Jimnam counterpart to the ship's medical centre, but felt that might exacerbate rather than alleviate Lt Thomas's condition. "We should get you back into your regular uniform as quickly as possible."

Even so, as it was supposed to be a complete tour of the vessel, a trip to the medical centre might not be a bad idea, Sir Philip decided.

Admiral Wentworth was still seething inside. He was beginning to think that this trip was turning out to be a disaster. He was glad to see that Lt. Thomas had felt better in the fresh air, but he was still thinking of sending him back to the JGN Hawk.

However he thought he was beginning to overreact and it did afterall allow the tour to continue. He might order the Lieutenant to take a rest in the medical bay to recover what was becoming clear to the Admiral as some sort of post-traumatic stress.

The Admiral believed that he would then be able to talk to Commodore Hawthorne more freely, as there were somethings that even junior officers were not privy to. For now though, the Admiral would have to wait.

[OOC: Sorry that it's taking me ages to reply - I'm in the midst of developing an armoured division for Scellia and planning the support units is driving me mad. I'll try to have something posted by early tomorrow!]

As Sir Philip emerged with Admiral Wentworth from the medical bay -- where the commodore suggested Lieutenant Thomas investigate the ship's medical services at first hand ("It would give my physicians something to do," Sir Philip had smiled) -- the two senior officers took a detour to engineering via the flag officers' mess. Admiral Wentworth's mood seem to lighten once they were alone, as did Sir Philip's. Now he could begin to broach the subject of the Europa's possible sale.

"Sir, how have you enjoyed your visit to the Europa?" the commodore enquired.

A muffled commotion of an ongoing damage control drill up ahead of them as the senior officers made their way to the mess caused both men to look up as crewmembers in full damage control kit rushed past them with a very convincing simulated casualty.

"Perhaps we should take the next corridor to the right," Sir Philip suggested.

"This is a marvelous ship, Sir Philip." Admiral Wentworth began. "However what confuses me is to why the Jimnam Grand Navy, with me as its representitive have been invited on board for such a tour? I know both our navies use identical ships, but this is different so the visit must be of some importance to both the RISN, the RINN and your government."

The Admiral, sensed that he was beginning to prise the real reason for the invitation out of Sir Philip. The conversation however was interrupted by the ongoing damage control drill. As both men walked into a side corridor, the Admiral spoke up and said "This isn't all leading to some sort of war is it?" He thought it wasn't but he had to cover his back, after all the nearest reienforcements were 10,000 miles away, although a CVBG was probably alot closer a war was something that Jimnam would always try and avoid.

"No, no, sir," admitted Sir Philip. "Nothing so dangerous. But perhaps something almost as expensive," he added as he opened the door to the flag officers' mess for Admiral Wentworth.

Admiral Wentworth was understandably wary about the strange direction in which the conversation was headed. "Actually, Admiral, I and the Isselmere-Nielander Admiralty were wondering how interested the Jimnam Grand Navy is in the Europa. We have unfortunately had some diplomatic difficulties between ourselves, the original contractor of this vessel, and some other allies, forcing us to temporarily acquire the vessel. Unfortunately, we are unable to maintain the ship -- with the acquisition of the Jimnam-class for our theatre commands, we won't be able to sustain the crews or equipment for the Europa."

"Interested? Sir Philip, we have had intelligence sources tracking all movements and development on this ship since the hull was laid down." Admiral Wentworth exclaimed while moving over to grab a cup of tea. " We of course were not spying on the RINN or RSIN directly, we assumed that this a a custom built one off for a foreign power and that in our mind is a threat, and be the demonstration today, we have been proved correct."

"However in light of your revalation just a minute ago, would I be correct in assuming that your government would like to offer the Jimnam Grand Navy the opportunity to purchase this ship?" The Admiral smiled gently.

Commodore Hawthorne gratefully returned the smile as he poured the tea for Admiral Wentworth. "Precisely, sir. It is, of course, an enormous vessel, and as such, bears an equally gigantic price. Seeing that the Europa now is, as it were, a used vessel, we would be offering her to the Grand Navy at her original asking price, except with her full complement of armaments and aircraft."

Admiral Wentworth, took a gulp of his tea and thought heavily before replying.

"Sir Philip, if I were in charge of the Grand Navy, I would of course accept this instantly, however I am not in charge and will therefore have to consult with higher authority." He took another gulp of his tea.

"The decision will ultimately come from the Grand Admiral himself, but seeing as he has followed this project with great interest, I would expect him to accept the purchase of this ship. We will undoubtably have to retire a lot of reserve battleships, but its a price I think we are willing to pay."

The two officers chatted for a while longer before Admiral Wentworth spoke again.

"Sir Philip, I think I should communicate immediately with HQ and get the ball rolling. I assume that the RINN wants to have this burden removed as soon as possible?"

"I will be honoured to conduct you back to the command centre forthwith," Sir Philip replied. Before he did so, however, he went behind the bar and returned with two bottles of thirty-year-old whisky. "To celebrate, once you have the opportunity," Commodore Hawthorne grinned. "I will call down to the medical bay to collect Lieutenant Thomas while you are busy."

As Admiral Wentworth borrowed one of the secure communications relays to communicate with the JGN Hawk, Commodore Hawthorne informed Rear Admiral Pickering and Fleet Admiral Wycombe of Jimnam's possible interest in obtaining the Europa. Pickering was understandably downcast when he learned of the impending sale, but as he was soon to command the fifth Jimnam-class dreadnought, the Omz, his sorrow was somewhat mitigated. Wycombe, however, was relieved.

"I was worried we might have to scrap her, or at least put her in inactive reserve," the Isselmere-Nielander Admiral said. "The situation between our government and that of Credonia has become so strained, as have the Royal Shipyards' finances, that the RSIN has been considering offering the Europa for export. Once the Credonian government heard that -- we've no idea how* -- they cancelled the order. If the Grand Admiral decides not to buy her, the RINN might have no other option but to give her to the breakers."

[OOC: *A cover-my-arse announcement - that statement was for RPing purposes only, and was not intended to impugn anyone, particularly not Credonia, who opted out of the program for understandable reasons that have been well-explained on his super dreadnought's development thread.]

Admiral Wentworth was alone by the secure comms in the command centre. The radio technician before leving had connected the comms to the JGN Hawk, which in return connected to Jimnam Fleet Headquarters.

Twelve thousand miles away Admiral Richard Foster was on the dockyard at the Jimnam City Naval Base. One of the Navy's carriers had suffered a minor fire while on patrol and the Admiral was looking to see how long the ship would be out of action.

A runner suddenly pulled up in a Jeep and rushed over to the Admiral, saluted and informed the Admiral that he had a priority call awaiting.

Vice Admiral Wentworth was glad that he didn't have to pay the phone bill at the wait he was suffering, but two minutes later, Admiral Foster came on the line.

"Charles! How is the tour going? You haven't upset our allies I hope!"

Wentworth laughed and replied

"Of course not sir. As a matter of fact I have some good news, you might want to sit down though. Commodore Hawthorne of the RINN has just informed me that they are having to sell the Europa and were wondering if we were interested in its purchase."

Admiral Foster, sucked in his breath

"Christ Charles, thats an offer! How much did they want for it?

"About $320 billion, but that includes aircraft and munitions, it needs a hefty crew but I think we can come up with the numbers"

Admiral Foster was, stunned by the potential of the offer in front of him. He issued his orders to the Vice Admiral.

"Charles, inform Commodore Hawthorne, that the offer is being considered and it is being sent to the Grand Admiral for a final decision. A final acceptance should be with you in writing within twenty-four hours. On the assumption that we will purchase, a crew will be assembled and sent by sea in assault transports with the first fleet as escort. Make the necessary arrangements with the RINN and their government for the landing of a crew and the entry of the ships into their waters. Contact me when its all sorted out. Fleet will be with you in two weeks."

Wentwoth believed that if he pulled all of this off it wouldn't be long till his promotion to full Admiral. He therefore replied "Yes sir."

With that the two Admirals signed off and Admiral Wentworth went back to find Commodore Hawthorne.

Admiral Foster however picked up the red telephone which had a direct line to the Grand Admiral. "Sir, an interesting development for you....."

In the heart of Jimnam City stands a massive complex of government buildings as well as the official residance of the Grand Admiral himself. The Grand Admiral was sat in his office on the 16th floor of the main governemt building. His office was lined with wood panneling and a vast array of book cases flanked either side of the room upon which were an array of books on all kinds of warfare and history.

The Grand Admiral sat at his solid oak desk near the window, from which he could overlook the naval base in the city. He had recieved the call from Admiral Foster barely ten minutes ago and he was now deciding the fate of the Europa.

The Grand Admiral brought up a list on the wall mounted television which was hidden behind several of the pannels in the wall. It listed the entire Jimnam fleet and the Grand Admiral was now pondering on exactly what to scrap to allow the Europa to enter the Jimnam fleet.

Twelve hours passed and the Grand Admiral had consulted most of his military advisors, many of them being flown into the capital to discuss the task at hand. But a decision was reached.

Jimnam would purchase the Europa, the cost was acceptable and it would also encur the scrapping of all 25 reserve battleships and 4 reserve carriers.

The Grand Admiral, picked up the telephone to Navy HQ and informed Admiral Foster to send Vice Admiral Wentworth the following message:

The Nation of Jimnam accepts the offer from our brothers in the UKIN. $320 billion will be transferred to the RINN for the ship within twelve hours. A full crew will arrive to take delivery of the ship in two weeks time.

Long live our allies, Long live the King

Grand Admiral Jim

Vice Admiral Wentworth looked over the message before he informed Commodore Hawthorne. There was an additional for his eyes only at the bottom. "Enquire about the possibility of construction of a second ship. G-A J"

Wentworth was in shock, how was he going to broach that subject with Commodore Hawthorne. He thought the celebratory whisky might help with that.

[OOC: Sorry again for taking so long to reply. The original cost of the Europa was $320 billion, which I neglected to note in my previous post. Sorry about that as well. I'll post something properly as soon as I get to work today!]

When Vice Admiral Wentworth returned to Commodore Hawthorne with the news of Grand Admiral Jim's acceptance of the Europa, the junior officer was very pleased despite the loss of the gigantic ship. When, however, Admiral Wentworth proposed the sale of a second Europa-class vessel to Jimnam, it took a few seconds and a shot of whisky for the impact to register. Once it did, Sir Philip positively beamed.

"I am certain, Admiral, that the Admiralty, His Majesty's Government, and the Royal Shipyards will be honoured to provide the Grand Navy with the Europa and a sister ship," Commodore Hawthorne replied. "I shall, of course, have to contact Admiral Wycombe for confirmation, but I foresee no obstacles."

And, as Sir Philip predicted, none were forthcoming. The forced withdrawal from the Inkanan Civil War brought about by the defeat of the Isselmere-Nielander expeditionary force had recently caused the downfall of the seated government, returning Prime Minister Oliver Yardmouth's party to power once more. Though Mr Yardmouth himself had retired from party politics upon his acceptance into the Council of Peers, the new government remembered its old friends well. After an hour before the Parliamentary Foreign Arms Sales Commission -- most of which was taken up simply trying to assemble its members together quickly enough -- the Ministry of Defence and the Royal Shipyards received word that the sale of both Europas had been approved.

Sir Philip and Rear Admiral Pickering were enjoying a small drink with Vice Admiral Wentworth in the officer's mess of the Europa -- a tiny licence granted to the two Isselmere-Nielander officers by Fleet Admiral Wycombe on the auspicious occasion -- when word arrived regarding the second Europa-class ship.

"I apologise for the delay, Admiral Wentworth," Sir Philip was very pleased to eventually announce, "but I'm happy to say that His Majesty's Government heartily endorses the sale of two Europa-class warships to Jimnam." He and Rear Admiral Pickering both stood and raised their glass in honour of Vice Admiral Wentworth and Grand Admiral Jim.

Vice Admiral Wentwoth, breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly informed the Grand Admiral of the acceptance and went back to his new friends who were still in the officers mess.

"Sir Philip, its certainly been an interesting few days. I'm sorry to see this fine ship leave your navy, but i can promise its going to a good home. A crew should arrive with an escort fleet within ten days. At present I have no idea who is going to command this ship....."

The Vice Admiral continued talking to both Admiral Pickering and Commodore Hawthorne. But in the back of his mind he was thinking about the future of his career. With the recent aquisitions of heavy battleships and dreadnoughts the Admiral was thinking of asking for a transfer. It would be up to the High Command however as to the fate of any request.

As the Europa steamed back to port at Dreurdach, Fleet Admiral Wycombe made his return visit in a Cormorant naval helicopter. Now that the sale had been completed, his earlier unease passed, ebbing from him as he changed into his dress uniform.

He followed a Marine major to the flag officers' mess, asking a host of questions about the security measures on the ship and the accommodations. "Well," the major answered with a wry grin, "the cabins are slightly more comfortable than those on a destroyer." Ah, the old Glaines-class, thought Admiral Wycombe, how well I remember them.

When the Fleet Admiral entered the room, three pairs of eyes swung toward him. "Ah, I'm glad you are still here, Admiral Wentworth," Wycombe said. "I've brought with me some of the documentation on the Europa," pointing to his briefcase, "for you and the Jimnam Admiralty."

Admiral Wentworth stood up and went over to shake Fleet Admiral Wycombe's hand. "A pleasure to see you again sir. " He said adding "Documentation for me? Thats unusual, any particular reason for it, I thought I had left all my paperwork back with my desk!"
The comment brought a smile and a few laughs to the room.

"Our fleet should be halfway here by now. The unusual thing is that I haven't and any communication from the Admiral who will take charge of this ship. After all we do need to make some arrangements for getting a crew aboard." Admiral Wentworth was thoughtful of the problems that would need to be ironed out but he knew that Admiral Wycombe would already have a solution in mind.

[OOC: My apologies for failing to update for such a long time. I'll post something later today. Sorry again!]

"We shall, of course, bring the Europa into port for the Jimnam Navy to inspect her and to resupply the weapons and materiel expended during this exercise," Fleet Admiral Wycombe noted. "The Home Fleet Group would be honoured to have part of the Jimnam Navy as our guests at our harbour during the transfer, if you would so wish."

"The materials within the briefcase contain certain classified design specifications that you and your fleet might require to properly operate the Europa -- key codes and the like," Wycombe said, offering Admiral Wentworth a seat and the beverage of his choice.

"I'm sure sir, that all of your suggestions will be more than adaquate for our needs. I expect that a battleship and a cruiser will be the only two ships that will require to enter the harbour. Most of our crew will be brought on by helicopter."

Admiral Wentworth sat down and slowly drank his second shot of whisky, it was a celebration after all. He turned to Commodore Hawthorne.

"How is Lt. Thomas doing? I trust he is in good hands". The Admiral laughed.

He turned back to Admiral Wycombe. "Sir, have you heard anything about the rank of the officer coming to take charge of the Europa? I only ask because HQ doesn't seem to answer the question and I may well need to organise a welcoming party."

"I'm sorry, Admiral Wentworth, but I'm as much in the dark as you," Fleet Admiral Wycombe admitted. "Do you wish to contact your Admiralty once more?"

Meanwhile, Commodore Hawthorne had returned with news about Lieutenant Thomas. "The Lieutenant should be joining us soon," Sir Philip stated. "Our chief medical officer believes it was simply a momentary case of vertigo likely brought on by a virus." Despite his words, the commodore presented Admiral Wentworth with the medical staff's report on the patient. The two Isselmere-Nielander admirals pretended not to notice.

"No thats fine sir. I'm sure that I will be contacted soon enough, the lead elements of our fleet should be here by morning ready to organise the landing of the crew."

Admiral Wentworth looked at the medical report handed to him by Commodore Hawthorne. It wasn't good, Lt. Thomas was suffering from the after effects of the accident he had had only a few months earlier. The Admiral knew that this could be the end of the Lieutenant's career if something were not done quickly. He briefly took Commodore Hawthorne aside and asked

"Has the RINN ever had a case like this? If so has the officer ever recovered to full duty?"

Admiral Wentworth had to try, he believed that in Lt. Thomas there was a great officer waiting to come out and take up a higher position within the navy.

"The RINN has had pilots who have survived severe crashes, some of whom have experienced similar difficulties," Commodore Hawthorne. "Honestly, both I and the chief medical officer, Commander Peterson, are astounded that Lieutenant Thomas was able to conceal his condition for such a long time. It shows that he has a strong will and that he wishes to recover, which will serve him greatly.

"As to the actual process," Sir Philip continued, "it will be an arduous one. He will require extensive psychotherapy in order to acclimatise him once more to flying, or at very least flight operations, but if he has the support of the service, he should make a fairly good recovery."

"Thank you Sir Philip. You may be right that it will be a long process. Unfortunatley the service does have its downfall in some of these instances, but I think I have enough influence to make things happen."

A messenger arrived in the officers mess carrying a message for Admiral Wentworth.

The message read:

EYES ONLY

To: Vice Admiral Wentworth
From: Grand Navy HQ

Regarding recent enquiries on rank of arriving commanding officer we can inform you to expect a very high ranking landing party. You are ordered to clear this through the embassy and with the RINN.

Admiral Foster

After digesting information in the message, he turned back to Admiral Wycombe.

"Sir, I have been informed that Jimnam is sending a high ranking landing party to officially take over the ship. At present I dont know who will be present, but I would assume the commander of the 1st Fleet as well as several other Admirals. I wont know exactly who until I can see the flags identifying the rank of commanding officers that fly on the mainmast.

As a welcoming party, could we possibly request a company of your marines plus the usual officer group?"

Fleet Admiral Wycombe was briefly astonished by Admiral Wentworth's news, but he recovered quickly. "Of course, Admiral, it would be my honour to ensure an appropriate welcome for the arriving dignitaries," Wycombe replied. "I shall contact Dreurdach [the Europa's present homeport] immediately to prepare them for their arrival."

Admiral Wycombe scribbled a brief note to the awaiting leading rating who seemed to be gazing intently at one of the paintings on the wall, The Roiling Ocean by a little known eighteenth-century French artist. Having finished his missive, Admiral Wycombe followed the sailor's stare before handing the letter to the man. "A copy of course," he said with a smile, returning the young man's salute.

"We will do our very best to make your brother admirals comfortable, Admiral Wentworth," added Rear Admiral Pickering, whose assurance was seconded by Commodore Hawthorne.

"Thank you sir, I am sure of course that Jimnam would return the favour if it were ever needed."

Wentworth noticed the painting on the wall and commented to Admiral Wycombe on how calming it was. Wentworth had many things on his mind. Fleet exercises were due soon with the cruiser squadron having to face off against a small battlefleet. The odds would be fairly matched in number but firepower would be against them. The task was not to win, but it was also not to lose.

While the exercise would not have a great impact on his day to day command, it could (and probably would) have an affect on his career. Wentworth pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind as the important task was to take delivery of the Europa and ensure that the reception for the top brass went well.

The first ships would arrive any day now

The Europa arrived at Dreurdach along with her escorts. Her present crew and those in the harbour immediately began replenishing the vessel and repainting her and her aircraft and ships in accordance with Jimnam specifications. Workers from the Royal Shipyards soon arrived to ensure that the Europa's electronic and other systems were in compliance with her new owner's requirements. The ship's computers were reformatted and brought up to the most current standard.

The RINM band and ceremonial detachment prepared themselves for the arrival of the Jimnam delegation whilst the admirals made certain all of the various projects that needed to be completed were being done.

The entire Jimnam cruiser squadron had been mobilised to meet the arriving Jimnam fleet for what was a very special day in the Jimnam peoples history. Vice Admiral Wentworth had worked tirelessly since arriving back in Dreurdach to ensure that the preparations were all in place. At around eleven a.m. visual contact was made with the Jimnam fleet as it crossed over the horizon.

A helicopter was sent from the JGN Hawk to establish the numbers in the fleet and work out the best way to transfer the large crew compliment that would shortly arrive.

The large fleet held its position outside territorial waters while a single battleship and escorting cruiser proceded to the Isselmere port. Vice Admiral Wentworth asked the helo pilot to get in close to the approaching ships and identify the commander who would be landing. All Jimnam ships identified the rank of the commanding officer by flags above the bridge. Stars for Admirals (more the higher the rank) and stripes for commanders and captains.

"Helo 366" called the Admiral. "Have you identified the incoming?"

"Sir, ship is the JGN Warspite, flying one big star and 5 smaller ones."

The Admiral nearly dropped the radio and turned to Commodore Hawthorne who looked questioningly at him. "We have a suprise guest. Its the Grand Admiral himself."

Oh hell, thought Fleet Admiral Wycombe, although he smiled at Vice Admiral Wentworth who likely looked as anxious as the Isselmere-Nielander did.

If the three senior Isselmere-Nielander officers looked worried, it was because they were. Being sticklers for protocol, at least insofar as good allies were concerned, they were panicking. With as much decorum as he could muster, Commodore Hawthorne excused himself from the other admirals and scrambled to have word sent to His Majesty the King. It would simply not do to have the Grand Admiral met by anyone other than the king, Wycombe knew.

Admirals Wycombe and Pickering likewise excused themselves for a moment and discussed what they could do. "Her Royal Highness the Princess Catherine might be in port," Pickering noted. "I believe she has finished conducting trials in one of the new Nowotny-class submarines."

"Well, quickly see whether she can come," Wycombe hissed. "If we can't have the king himself, as least we'll have a royal." The Fleet Admiral was furious with himself for failing to understand the communiqué the Jimnam Admiralty. Hopefully they had enough time for His Majesty to arrive...

Admiral Wentworth, regained his composure. He picked up the radio and started barking orders. Out at sea the JGN Hawk could be seen making a high speed turn and heading for the port at flank speed. He needed the few marines that were on board to create at least a small welcoming party that belonged to Jimnam.

The Docks suddenly had a frantic pace of action in them. He briefly had a discussion with his counterparts in the RINN and decided to risk a communication to the Grand Admirals ship and try and slow down its advance.

Luckily for the Vice Admiral the commanding officer of the JGN Warspite was an old friend. Vice Admiral William Miller agreed to help his old friend and after consulting with his chief engineer, the Warspite would suffer engine trouble and speed would be limited to 5 knots, it would now take about two hours to reach port.

Wentworth notified Fleet Admiral Wycombe of this development and also humbly apologised for the inconvenience caused by this. He explained that it was obvously a test of his organisational skills.

He hoped that the Grand Admiral would buy his friends story about engine trouble and not use a helicopter. He also hoped that he would not notice the Hawk steaming by at over 33 knots.

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I suggest the honourable member refer back to post #9 of this thread. Any inquiries regarding present-day sales of the Europa-class ought to be made at the Royal Shipyards of Isselmere-Nieland storefront.

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Admiral Wentworth, regained his composure. He picked up the radio and started barking orders. Out at sea the JGN Hawk could be seen making a high speed turn and heading for the port at flank speed. He needed the few marines that were on board to create at least a small welcoming party that belonged to Jimnam.

The Docks suddenly had a frantic pace of action in them. He briefly had a discussion with his counterparts in the RINN and decided to risk a communication to the Grand Admirals ship and try and slow down its advance.

Luckily for the Vice Admiral the commanding officer of the JGN Warspite was an old friend. Vice Admiral William Miller agreed to help his old friend and after consulting with his chief engineer, the Warspite would suffer engine trouble and speed would be limited to 5 knots, it would now take about two hours to reach port.

Wentworth notified Fleet Admiral Wycombe of this development and also humbly apologised for the inconvenience caused by this. He explained that it was obvously a test of his organisational skills.

He hoped that the Grand Admiral would buy his friends story about engine trouble and not use a helicopter. He also hoped that he would not notice the Hawk steaming by at over 33 knots.
Admiral Wycombe smiled at Admiral Wentworth's ingenuity and thanked him for his cleverness. If the Warspite continued to crawl along at 5 knots, His Majesty just might arrive in time. Wycombe informed Admiral Wentworth that the base's public affairs staff had been notified and were preparing the appropriate welcome for Grand Admiral Jim and King Henry V, even more elaborate than that they had already planned. The battery of Marine artillery now readied a proper number of blank charges to salute the two heads of State.

Within the hour, Wycombe was grateful to relay to Admiral Wentworth that the king was on his way just as Princess Catherine arrived suitably dressed in her uniform as commodore in the submarine service. On behalf of the Royal Family, she apologised to Admiral Wentworth for the necessity of delaying the Grand Admiral's arrival and sincerely hoped that it would not cause either him or the captain of the Warspite any difficulties.

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"Thank you your highness, but i'm very sure that there will be no difficulties with the delay in the Warspite's arrival. I am very grateful for the efforts that your nation has gone to help ours. I am also sure that the Grand Admiral would also personally thank both yourself and the rest of your nation."

Wentworth was beginning to calm down, things were starting to happen in an ordered fashion. The JGN Hawk quickly docked and unloaded an entire company of marines which had been ferried from an aircraft carrier which was waiting in international waters. All firearms were of course loaded with blanks while in the territory of Jimnam's allies.

Out on the ocean the Warspite's shape became much clearer and it could be easily identified as a King Henry V class battleship. The escorting cruiser had been identified as a Castle Class the JGN Castle the lead Jimnam ship of the class. Both ships were keeping a steady five knots.

Vice Admiral Wentowrth was hoping that everything would keep going according to plan.

King Henry V and his queen was well on his way to Dreurdach as Princess Catherine looked upon the Jimnam marines arrange themselves promptly and orderly into an honour guard. She was immensely impressed by their discipline and their drill work, and complimented Admiral Wentworth for their skill. "We thank you for your men's fine display, sir," she said. "They are very well trained."

Meanwhile, admirals Wycombe and Pickering contented themselves with ensuring that the necessary accommodations were being made. Security arrangements, which were very tight to begin with, were made even more so as an growing number Spectre fighters from the local naval air station began to make protective sweeps around the two fleets and the base itself, determined to avoid any interlopers to the grand meeting.

Their Majesties arrived as soon as they could, their Cormorant helicopter escorted by several Sea Furies. Quickly they were escorted to their positions, eschewing the usual fanfare until their esteemed guest arrived.

The remaining Isselmere-Nielander crew on the Europa disembarked. A portion of the air wing, now in its Jimnam livery, was arranged on the leviathan's flight decks. In the short time they had, the harbour crew and ship's company had restored the vessel to a pristine condition despite the North Atlantic. It would be a bittersweet day for the RINN, but the Europa would find a welcome home in Jimnam.

Vice Admiral Wentworth, was beginning to feel tense. The Warspite was only just outside the harbour now and was beginning to slow even further while the harbour thugs slowly pushed the giant ship into a berth.

Wentworth noticed the arrival of the King and immediately proceded to where the chopper was landing. He walked up to the King and firmly shook his hand.

"Its an honour to meet you your majesty, I am very glad you could make it. I must apologise for the rush, but the Grand Admiral does like to keep the navy on its toes, especially since it costs a lot of taxpayers money."

Wentworth noticed Commodore Hawthorne and excused himself from the King.

"Commodore Hawthorne, I need a favour." The Commodore turned to face Wentworth.

"I need Lt. Thomas in full dress uniform and on parade in ten minutes. Can you find him for me?"

Commodore Hawthorne immediately contacted the hospital at the naval base to discover Lieutenant Thomas's location. Commander Peterson, who had been the chief physician aboard the Europa, had been planning to return Lieutenant Thomas to the Hawk, but upon being rung by Hawthorne, Thomas was quickly briefed, dressed, and made ready to stand alongside Admiral Wentworth.

A car bearing the lieutenant and Commodore Michael Oliver, the commanding officer of the base hospital, arrived at the reviewing stand. Both Isselmere-Nielander commodores felt that as a senior officer, Oliver would not be so obvious a medical escort for the lieutenant.

[More later...]

Vice Admiral Wentworth's calm acceptance of changing circumstances impressed the Royal Couple immensely. The King commended the Jimnam admiral on his serenity and the Queen commented on his attention to detail. As Admiral Wentworth went to ensure Lieutenant Thomas's presence at the handover ceremony, Their Majesties inspected the Jimnam marines from the respectful distance of the reviewing stand.

"They are very well drilled," Princess Catherine stated as she met her brother and sister-in-law. "It is almost shameful to put ours alongside theirs," she smiled.

"Those are our Royal Marines," the Queen chided playfully. "Though I must admit, the Grand Admiral's marines appear terribly professional."

As the Warspite berthed and the disembarking gangways were secured to the ship, the Royal Marine band began to play the Jimnam national anthem. Meanwhile, the King examined the ceremonial sabre commonly presented to captains in the Royal Isselmere-Nieland Navy. Of course theirs are not made of pure silver, reflected His Majesty.

As the staff car bearing Lt. Thomas pulled up. Admiral Wentworth was getting the final preparations in place. The Marine company was in place, security was in place and the Warspite was just being nudged into place on the dock.

Admiral Wentworth went over to Lt. Thomas. "I hope your feeling better sailor because we have a lot of distinguished guests here"

Lt. Thomas replied "I am felling better sir. I heard that the Grand Admiral was arriving."

The two men moved towards the group of Jimnam marinesand took their place alongside the other senior officers who had been rushed to the area.

As the gangways were secured Vice Admiral Wentworth called the Marines and the officers to attention. His ceremonial sword drawn, but resting at his side. The stainless steel blade refleced the sun and the gold hilt looked like it had never been touched.

As the Senior officers began to disembark from the Warspite the Marines began to salute. First off was Vice Admiral Miller who was commanding the Warspite, followed by Admiral Rex Williams who was the commanding officer of the Jimnam First Fleet. Admiral Sam Robins commander in chief of the naval air arm was next. The Commander in Chief of the Jimnam Grand Navy Admiral Richard Foster followed close by. As the four men lined up on the dockside everything was set for the Grand Admiral to disembark.

By now, the crew of the Warspite had lined up on deck both as a mark of respect for the Grand Admiral, but mostly for their hosts. The main guns of the great ship had been raised in salute. Everything was finally ready as the Grand Admiral emerged.

King Henry V, Queen Christine, and Princess Catherine made their way to their position, the king's valet bearing the ceremonial silver captain's sabre in its scabbard upon an immaculate red cushion. Cautiously, the colonel commanding the RINM contingent glanced sidelong at the senior officers leaving the Warspite. His own marines were at attention like those of Jimnam, but had belayed giving their own king the royal salute at His Majesty's request. "We'll save that for Our honoured guest," His Majesty had smiled.

Meanwhile, Princess Catherine as a serving naval officer offered her own salute to the senior Jimnam officers and to the forthcoming Grand Admiral Jim. Upon the shore, the guns readied to fire their own royal salute whilst the guns of the Europa bowed in obeisance to the exalted dignitary.

The senior Isselmere-Nielander admirals were pleased that Lieutenant Thomas was able to attend the Grand Admiral's arrival and hoped that he would be able to make a good recovery. Fleet Admiral Wycombe looked over the many sailors from the two nations and marvelled at their bearing and composure. As long as we have them to call upon, we shall never fear, he thought. Now there was only the nervousness of waiting for the Grand Admiral.

There was a tense few minutes among the people on the dockside but finally the Grand Admiral emerged from the Warspite's superstructure and began his brief walk down the gangway to the awaiting Vice Admiral Wentworth.

As he began his decent the entire crew of the Warspite and the Jimnam marines snaped a crisp salute to their beloved commander in chief. As his walked up to Vice Admiral Wentworth he extended his hand.

"Charles, its a pleasure to see you again."

Vice Admiral Wentworth shook the Grand Admirals hand and saluted back.

The Grand Admiral began his walk towards King Henry V and his family. He was looking forward to this meeting as he had not seen them since King Henry was crowned King.

As he passed Lt. Thomas the Grand Admiral turned and quietly said

"Glad to see you Lt. Thomas. I heard about your accident, I hope to see you fully recovered soon as I have a special job for you."

Lt. Thomas quickly replied "Thank you sir" before saluting.

The Grand Admiral continued up to the Royal Family

Colonel Stewart of the Royal Marines saw the Grand Admiral's approach and immediately called for a Royal Salute. The marines performed the complicated manoeuvre flawlessly. The Royal Marine band struck up the Jimnam national anthem once more.

The King and Queen removed their white gloves and strode to greet the Grand Admiral, the king's valet striding beside them bearing the ceremonial sabre. The Royal Couple greeted the Grand Admiral as their honoured cousin and presented him with the silver sabre. "For the inestimable friendship that exists between us and our two great nations," King Henry V smiled, warmly shaking the Grand Admiral's hand.

King Henry and Queen Christine enquired about Grand Admiral Jim's voyage, hoping that it hand been a pleasant journey before asking him whether he wished to inspect both the Jimnam and Isselmere-Nielander marines as well as the Grand Admiral's latest acquisition, the Europa.

"A wonderful idea my good friend. I must thank you for this great gift. I have been meaning to get such a sword crafted for many years now. I have a small token of friendship for you, but it can wait until later. We should inspect the troops and then look at this wonderful ship that your nation has built."

As the party began to walk back towards the small troop gathering the Grand Admiral spoke quietly to King Henry.

"I am truly sorry that you cannot afford to keep this magnificant ship. I can however at least tell you that its going into good hands and will be well looked after."

"I am certain she will be, cousin, and I hope she will provide you good service as well," King Henry replied.

The Grand Admiral and the Royal Family inspected the marines. As expected, the Jimnam marines dress uniforms were immaculate, their weapons stunningly clean, and their drill precise. The king, queen, and Princess Catherine could not help but be impressed by their professionalism and told both the Grand Admiral and the officer commanding the marine detachment as much.

The Isselmere-Nielander marines were well turned out as well. They performed the Royal Salute once more as the party of dignitaries arrived before rising for their inspection. The three royals and the Grand Admiral chatted with the men briefly before heading towards the helicopter that would take them to the Europa.

"I'm hopeful that the Europa will never have to fire her guns in anger my good friend." The Grand Admiral mentioned to the King. "Its the policy of my nation to avoid war at all costs, however we have the firepower to help our good allies if and when needed."

As the party inspected the marines, the Grand Admiral noticed the absolute precision of the two nations armed forces lined up against each other. "I'm sure that they would work very well together. Perhaps we should arrange an exercise at some point. I know that Jimnam's armed forces could use the practice."

As the royal party approached the helicpoter, the Grand Admiral called out to Vice Admiral Wentworth. "Would you be so kind as to join me on this tour."
Vice Admiral Wentworth quickly made his way over to the helicpoter and strapped himself in.

The helo quickly rose up and few over the afterdeck of the Warspite on the short journey to the Europa.

[OOC: My apologies for the delay - I'll have something posted by (probably late) tonight!]

"It is a wise policy to avoid unnecessary wars, cousin," the King agreed with the Grand Admiral. "I am eternally grateful for your continued friendship, and please know that I would do all that is in my power to defend Jimnam against any opposition."

Whilst inspecting the marines, the King was pleasantly surprised by the Grand Admiral's suggestion of joint exercises. "The UKIN Defence Forces would be honoured to train with our Jimnam brothers," King Henry stated. "And I know they would be overjoyed to have more practice."

The Royal Family admired the great precision and efficiency of the Warspite's crew and the helicopter crew. The King, the Queen, and Princess Catherine all remarked their immense satisfaction with the Jimnam Grand Navy's turn-out.

As the helicopter rose from the afterdeck of the Warspite and the King and Queen were able to get a good look at the Europa once more, His Majesty noted that he would one day find the funds to build a sister-ship for Isselmere-Nieland's navy. "She is a beautiful ship, sir," he told the Grand Admiral. "And I am certain you shall make splendid use of her."

"I do so very much hope that you get to build a sister ship. We unfortunately live in a world where only the might of ones guns deters an aggressor. The Europa will now become the flagship of the Jimnam Grand Navy and show the flag to the world with its battlefleet."

The Grand Admiral saluted to the Warspite's deck crew as the helicopter gently rose into the air.

"The Grand Navy needs these exercises, especially with such a competent and advanced force such as yours. My regional exercises are useful but my regional allies do not have the naval power or experience to put up a real challange. We need much more practice in amphibious operations and fleet actions. I'm not saying that we cannot hold our own but we have never encountered a matching force. Since both our navies use matching equipment, it would make a very interesting test."

The helicopter began its circling decent to the deck of the Europa

"I must continue to thank you my good friend for the assistance that you continue to provide Jimnam. My nation owes you a great favour. If ever you are in need of assistance, I can promise the nations full support."

The helicpoter slowly touched the deck with a light thud and the door was opened by a rating.

"Now lets take a look at this fine piece of engineering."

King Henry was enthused about the Grand Admiral's request for joint exercises. After the Inkanan debacle, the Defence Forces needed to hone their skills as well. Which made the Grand Admiral's reaffirmation of the firm bonds between Jimnam and Isselmere-Nieland all the more precious to the king and his subjects.

"I am honoured to provide whatever support I can to Jimnam, and should you ever require assistance, you only need ask and I shall gladly give it," King Henry swore.

The Royal Family followed the Grand Admiral out of the helicopter. King Henry and Princess Catherine both saluted the rating who had opened the compartment, following the Grand Admiral's example, whilst the Queen bowed her head respectfully. All were impressed by the speed at which the Jimnam crew had come to terms with the new ship. The occasional RSIN or DAS technician wandered about explaining certain new systems to officers and ratings alike, but on whole the vessel was operated entirely by Jimnam personnel.

Princess Catherine remarked at the accuity of the Jimnam Grand Navy. "Sir, your Grand Navy's perspicacity is astonishing. I doubt the Royal Navy's personnel were as quick to learn this ship as yours certainly have."

"Thank you your highness for your kind words. Our navy has to learn quickly as we no longer build our own ship designs, but seeing as we purchase everything from the RISN, the basic design features and systems remain the same. We only have to learn about the new systems and armament that has been fitted. We should be fully operational within a month."

He turned to the King and said

"Of course we will leave your harbour before then so as not to disrupt your operations."

The party arrived at the waiting officer who was frocked with Captains stripes.

"Sir, the ship is ready for inspection!"

The Grand Admiral thanked the Captain who quickly moved off just as Vice Admiral Wentworth spoke up.

"Excuse me sir, but may I ask who the senior officer is on the Europa?"

The Grand Admiral turned slowly.

"I was expecting this question, but not for a little longer. However since you pre-empted me I might as well get this out of the way."

The Grand Admiral reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black case and handed it to Vice Admiral Wentworth. Vice Admiral Wentworth opened it and saw a set of Admirals stripes.

"Congratulations Admiral, the Europa is yours." The Grand Admiral said as he shook Wentworth's hand.

"It would be an honour if you stayed here and used our facilities during your new vessel's work-up phase," said the king. "But I can understand the desire to have such a ship in home waters, if only for deterrence."

King Henry, Queen Christine, and Princess Catherine congratulated the new admiral along with the Grand Admiral, certain that Admiral Wentworth would perform superbly at the head of the Europa.

"And now, since you are the most familiar of all of us with the design, perhaps you will guide us through the ship?" asked Queen Christine with a smile.

The group made their way into the Europa with the newly minted admiral at the head. The king suggested that they might see the command centre first, if that was possible, to which Admiral Wentworth agreed.

The corridors of the Europa were as clean as the day she first left drydock. Technicians from RSIN and from the Grand Navy were speedily replacing items to ready the vessel for service in Jimnam's fleet. Both the king and Princess Catherine remarked upon the differences in the colours within and without the ship, noting with interest how the small things matter when serving one's country, that it is difficult to feel entirely at home serving in a vessel bearing another nation's colours. "It hasn't the same feel," expressed Princess Catherine to the Grand Admiral.

The ratings and officers they passed smartly saluted their new commander and honoured guests before swiftly returning to their duties.

To Princess Catherine, who despite her brief stint on a Cernunnos-class flagship, was more familiar with submarines and to King Henry, who had served within the RINN's first battleships of the Monarch-class, the command centre of the Europa was simply enormous. Even Queen Christine was impressed by the size. "It's almost like a cathedral."

OOC: Sorry for the delay in replying. Had a rather busy week and didn't get a chance to use the PC.

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"Yes, it certainly is a large command centre, your highness." Replied Admiral Wentworth. "But this ship is going to act as a flagship and i'm sure we will need the space to deal with everyone that will be rushing around trying to keep us operational and ready for anything."

The Grand Admiral was quiet but looked impressed. He was pleased that he had made the right choice in promoting Wentworth and giving him the pride of both Jimnam and the RINN.

The ship was undergoing many checks before the reactors were restarted. The engineers were inspecting every inch of the ship to make sure that nothing was wrong or likely to fail. The VIP party continued forward to the forward guns where crew members were busy stowing the ammunition that had recently been brought on board.

The Grand Admiral smiled at the sight of the huge shells. "My friend" he said to the King, "You certainly managed to put some firepower on this ship."

The two friends continued to talk while Admiral Wentworth and Princess Catherine closely inspected the equipment and crew within the turret.

Admiral Wentworth admired the Princesses achievements within the service. He had heard many things about he capabilities as a leader and was impressed by what he had heard.

The party continued towards the massive hangers the the Admiral and Princess Catherine leading the Grand Admiral the King and his wife, following a short distance behind.

OOC: No worries, especially considering how long it generally takes me to reply :). I'll try to get a posting up within about 8 hours (my apologies for the delay).

The enormous muzzle of a Swordfish strike aircraft confronted the group as they entered Hangar Number One on the port side of the Europa. Technicians from the Grand Navy performed general maintenance on the aircraft as it sat menacingly upon the hangar deck.

“It looks more like a vulture than a swordfish,” the Queen exclaimed, expounding how its heavy body and narrow wings made it seem ungainly. The prominent but aerodynamic nose emphasised her description, although the necessarily large air intakes and engines certainly conveyed power. From the large weapons bay within the underside of the massive bird, the plane captain emerged to greet the esteemed group, snapping briskly to attention upon noticing with whom he was speaking.

The senior technician explained how the purpose of the aircraft defined its characteristics to the Queen as the King and the Grand Admiral continued their conversation. A short distance away, Admiral Wentworth and Princess Catherine did the same.

The plane captain felt extremely odd explaining the aircraft to the Queen, particularly as her nation had designed and built the aircraft, yet he did so succinctly. “Your Majesty,” the plane captain began, “the Swordfish was designed as a low-level, low-observable, high speed strike aircraft. The large air intakes that give the aircraft its bulky appearance feed the large engines required to propel the aircraft at supersonic speeds at low level. The internal weapons bay,” he stated, pointing whence he had just came, “permits the aircraft to carry a load of weapons deep into enemy territory without drastically increasing its radar signature or drag.”

Admiral Wentworth was meanwhile explaining how the hangars operated on the Europa to the Grand Admiral, Princess Catherine, and King Henry. “There are six massive hangars occupying the central section of the Europa. Each are interconnected but may be sealed off from one another in case of fire, noxious fumes, or other dangers.”

The small party continued to walk through the hangers looking at the array of planes and helicopters that were stored within the belly of the beast. Ammunition was being moved towards the secure storage areas. A large group of crewmen were hard at work sweeping every inch of the hanager deck for debris that could cause an accident as planes would soon be moving towards the deck.

As the party arrived at the far and of the deck, a junior officer approached Admiral Wentworth.

After briefly conferring with the officer he returned to the party and informed them that a small reception with food and drink was awaiting them in the officers mess.

The group slowly walked towards the hatchway that would lead them to the mess deck. As they did so, the first aircraft that was now in Jimnam colours was hoisted up towards the flight deck.

Princess Catherine continued to remark to Admiral Wentworth on the efficiency of the Jimnam crew whilst the Royal Couple spoke with the Grand Admiral.

"It is truly impressive how quickly your personnel has come to learn how to manoeuvre around such a vessel, as well as how to operate it," the princess declared. "They seem to have been the original crew rather than newly introduced."

King Henry spoke with Grand Admiral Jim about the aforementioned possibility of war games between their two nations. "What sort of exercise were you thinking of, cousin?" The UKIN Defence Forces were currently in the midst of their large annual combined arms wargame nicknamed "Seraphim" after the four service branches involved.

"As you might imagine, it isn't much of a test fighting against one's fellow countrymen and -women all of the time," the king admitted. "One tends to become dreadfully out of practice with new ideas and tactics."

The way to the Flag Officers' Mess was immaculate and the ratings themselves were in surprisingly good order considering the amount of labour that must have gone into putting the Europa in such good condition.

"I look forward to sampling the Grand Navy's cuisine," Queen Christine smiled to the Grand Admiral.

"My good friend" the Grand Admiral started. "The wargames, should be through. Although the Grand Navy is now enormous, it has not encountered any threat that it could not overwhelm with sheer numbers. Our 1st fleet is very capable, but as a whole we need practice in general fleet action. Your navy is tough and has experience. I think a fleet action between two fleets would prove invaluable. Especially as I think that our two navies may have to work closely in the future...." The Grand Admiral continued outlining his plans for upgrading and advancing the Grand Navy to the King.

Ahead Admiral Wentworth was admiring the charm of Princess Catherine. "Since all our warships are produced by the RSIN thay have a similar layout, its just a massive scale in this case. Your navy has helped us by providing the technical data. Its just a case of making sure that everyone knows what is what and we will be ready for a shakedown cruise. I think we will be based here for a short term until we are totally ready as our partnered yard in Jimnam isnt large enough for this ship and the new shipyard is still two years from completion."

"I must ask though your highness, why the silent service? Usually royals chose surface ships or carriers were there are slightly fewer risks."

OOC: Again, my apologies for the extended delay.

King Henry listened attentively to the Grand Admiral's words and could not help but agree with the need for joint training for the two navies. Both nations would hopefully learn a great deal from the experience that would improve their fighting capabilities, hence their power to dissuade any possible attacking force. The king also made note of things to tell Neville Colwan, such as ideas the Grand Admiral had for new vessels. It never hurts to give one's allies what they require.

Princess Catherine was impressed by Admiral Wentworth's successes and was enthused by the attention he was showing her.

"I'm glad to hear the RINN and the RSIN have been helpful and I am certain we will assist you in whatever way we can for however long you need to stay," she stated.

She was glad to hear that improvements were being made to the shipyards in Jimnam partnered with the RSIN. The efficiency of the Grand Admiral's defence establishment was admirable: it had taken the RINN almost twice as long to prepare docks for the Europa, although the former government had been partly to blame for those delays.

The admiral's question about her service caught the princess slightly off-guard. She had to stifle a laugh so as not to appear vulgar but couldn't help smiling.

"You see, Admiral, I have a strange problem with sea-sickness, On smaller surface vessels," she explained. "Even ships as large as the RSIN's early Royal Edmund-class, I tend to become violently ill when the seas are rough. I can conquer the tendency if I stay below decks or otherwise away from portholes and windows, which simply can't be done when one is on watch.

"On a visit to a submarine in my adolescence, I found that I was not truly affected in a submarine. The sea air refreshed me on the surface. At shallow depths I was more pre-occupied with protecting myself from injury to care about the oscillations of the deck. And when I peered out of the periscope I was too intent on the job at hand to worry about the waves."

On the tables in front of the distinguished party sat an enormous feast. Most of the senior officers of both the RINN and Grand Navy were present. As the Royal party entered all rose to a sharp attention and awaited a signal to carry on. The Grand Admiral, along with Admiral Wentworth moved to the biggest table where the Royal party would sit.

"My friend, you are in for a treat tonight, on my express orders the chefs of this fine ship have prepared some of the best cuisine available in Jimnam along with several crates of our best vintage wine. Of course we are not going to drink it all now!"

The party laughed and settled back into their discussions.

Admiral Wentworth was even more attracted to Princess Catherine. "I must say you dont look as if you get ill on surface ships. But i'm sure the silent service has its thrills." "As for your comments on our efficiency, i'm afraid it was at a cost. The Army has had to wait for the construction of its new multi-million intelligence centre, so as you can imagine they are a little upset. The Navy however is the senior service."

The Grand Admiral was pleased that the King was agreeing with his thoughts. To enable Jimnam to be prepared for future conflicts the best training would be needed and the experience of the RINN would be invaluable.

OOC: My apologies for failing to respond in time. I will certainly reply tonight.

OOC: Again, my apologies for the continued delays. Once I start writing, something always seems to come up.

The orderliness of the Jimnam officers continued to delight the Royal Family immensely. The Royal Family bowed their heads deeply and respectfully to the assembled officers, honouring the officers of the Grand Navy and the Royal Navy.

The Royal Family were astonished by the feast presented before them, affording them such gustatory pleasures. "I think I shall be forced to attend the tailor's after tonight," King Henry said to Queen Sophie. The wine impressed all three as well, a fact of which they happily informed the Grand Admiral.

Princess Catherine was enthused by Admiral Wentworth's generous words, and nodded with understanding at his comments about the delays faced by the Jimnam Army for its intelligence centre, sipping the wonderful wine. "It is the same with the Isselmere-Nielander Army, Admiral. They have been longing for new tanks capable of defeating the most modern armoured vehicles for some time now, but most of the expenditure has gone toward building the Navy and most recently the Air Force to defend against foreign aggression. The Army also has the burden of receiving most of the conscripts, which can be quite telling on an organisation's training structure and equipment budgets."

[OOC: Apologies for the brevity as well. I shall write more as soon as I get back from work.]

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The dinner party continued aboard the Europa and the food continued to get better and better. The King and the Grand Admiral were talking about family. The Queen seemed much more interested in this new topic of conversation and happily joined in.

Admiral Wentworth and Princess Catherine contined to bond with every sentence. The conversation topic had switched from the military to personal experiences.

"I must say that the great forests of Jimnam are a sight well worth seeing, especially from Mt.Austin." The Admiral said. "There are some spectacular views of both dawn and sunset. If you ever manage to get a chance to stay in Jimnam for a while its well worth a look."

They continued too chat about the scenic sights of both countries. The Admiral himself had not had much chance to visit the sights of Isselmere, even though he had been in the country over a year now.

As the Royal Family and Admiral Wentworth continued their conversations, the senior Admirals of both navies began to sort out the framework of their first ever wargames.

The Admirals first task was to find a suitable exercise ground. Since the idea was to challenge both navies it was decided that the games should be held in two parts. The first stage would take place in an area of the RINN's choice.

The second would see the two navies move to waters known to Jimnam. Admiral Cunningham, the chief of the submarine force had the best spot in mind. Area of shallows about 135 miles off the coast covered with coral reefs and a lot of aquatic life. This would test both sides submarine forces to the limit.

The Grand Navy Admirals had instantly decided that the First Fleet would have the honour of representing Jimnam. Her five carriers were the biggest and best available, supported by her Jimnam class heavy battleships, she was indeed a force to be reconed with, the fleet contained no less than 500 warships of all types.

"The Europa will be removed from the fleet for this exercise, but we shall use her as the observation vessel due to her advanced command and control systems". Admiral Foster commented. "I expect due to the nature of the exercise, the Grand Admiral will probably want to be present. He will certainly be expecting a good result."

With the plans ready for approval by their reletive political masters, the table returned to light hearted discussion.

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