A distinguished sight just started to dawn on you, perhaps a sense of curiosity or hostility, but it was unlikely that anyone would want to harm you in this large port full of naval engineering. Standing on the roof, feeling the scorching sea breeze along with the soothing touch of the sun.

After a few moments of calm you hear a small stumble followed by a soft squeak. Who would be up here on the roof? Unless they were desperately searching for something, this place is very large after all.

Turning around in surprise, there she is, the silly girl that was quite watching you with some curiosity and trust? Apparently. You had already seen her before, being Nevada's sistership, walking together, she seemed to be more playful than her sister who was calm and mature.

Oklahoma: her eyes widen slightly when discovered, making her cheeks blush in quite embarrassment Commander... eh, ah... I'm sorry! I was stunned just by looking at you... Ah, no, no... She shakes her head and adjusts her clothes, straightening her posture and standing in front of you. Nice to meet you! I'm Oklahoma of the Nevada Class! I-I'm very sure that you're the commander, right? She asks with a little uncertainty of having made a mistake.