I'm Suprised No One Thought of THIS One
08-12-2012, 04:25 AM (This post was last modified: 11-13-2020, 04:34 PM by Bob Schroeck.)
08-12-2012, 04:25 AM (This post was last modified: 11-13-2020, 04:34 PM by Bob Schroeck.)
"Are you sure this is the right thing to do, Doug-san?"
I sighed. "Yuki-chan, much that I understand the urgency of the situation, I can't ignore the fact that you violated a war grave — one bearing the remains of over two thousand people who died for their Emperor and country — to create this 'last best hope of humanity,'" I explained to the pretty radar operator. "You've already got too many things going against you. Given the beliefs of your ancestors…"
"I've already given him clearance to do this, Mori."
I turned to nod my thanks to the elderly space captain standing in front of his command chair, then I keyed my helmet's system. "«System. Saint Peter's Gate. Play song.»"
«I was lost in the dark…and the fear was in my heart.
All around me, the forest and the rain.
Then with the flash of a light, I saw it in the night.
I must be getting near…Saint Peter's Gate.»
"Attention on deck!" I heard Sanada Shiro's number two and the ship's engineering intelligence officer, Niimi Kaoru, bark out.
Everyone on the Number One bridge all snapped to attention as many ghostly images in mid-1940s Imperial Japanese Navy service dress appeared. I immediately focused my eyes on the gentleman in the uniform of a captain from that era, saluting him. "Aruga-taisa."
He returned my salute. You need not have done this, Sangnoir-taisa, he said in the haunting voice one would associate with someone who had been dead for 254 years. He then turned to gaze on Captain Okita for a moment before nodding, and then he and his comrades who had given up their lives in Operation: Ten-go all snapped to attention.
A salute was given. We stand relieved, Okita-taisa, Aruga Kosaku solemnly declared.
A salute was returned. "We relieve you, Aruga-taisa," Okita Juzo solemnly replied.
And with that, the song ended and the ghosts faded.
"Let's go," Okita then ordered.
I sighed. "Yuki-chan, much that I understand the urgency of the situation, I can't ignore the fact that you violated a war grave — one bearing the remains of over two thousand people who died for their Emperor and country — to create this 'last best hope of humanity,'" I explained to the pretty radar operator. "You've already got too many things going against you. Given the beliefs of your ancestors…"
"I've already given him clearance to do this, Mori."
I turned to nod my thanks to the elderly space captain standing in front of his command chair, then I keyed my helmet's system. "«System. Saint Peter's Gate. Play song.»"
«I was lost in the dark…and the fear was in my heart.
All around me, the forest and the rain.
Then with the flash of a light, I saw it in the night.
I must be getting near…Saint Peter's Gate.»
"Attention on deck!" I heard Sanada Shiro's number two and the ship's engineering intelligence officer, Niimi Kaoru, bark out.
Everyone on the Number One bridge all snapped to attention as many ghostly images in mid-1940s Imperial Japanese Navy service dress appeared. I immediately focused my eyes on the gentleman in the uniform of a captain from that era, saluting him. "Aruga-taisa."
He returned my salute. You need not have done this, Sangnoir-taisa, he said in the haunting voice one would associate with someone who had been dead for 254 years. He then turned to gaze on Captain Okita for a moment before nodding, and then he and his comrades who had given up their lives in Operation: Ten-go all snapped to attention.
A salute was given. We stand relieved, Okita-taisa, Aruga Kosaku solemnly declared.
A salute was returned. "We relieve you, Aruga-taisa," Okita Juzo solemnly replied.
And with that, the song ended and the ghosts faded.
"Let's go," Okita then ordered.
Canadian lighthouse to U.S. Warship approaching it: "This is a lighthouse. Your call!"