USS Washington | North Carolina Class

"What must I do to possess a good smile... think about the things I like? If so, I feel very happy even at the thought of winning against South Dakota... muahahaha..." - Washington A new arrival has come to the fleet. The North Carolina class ship no. 2, Washington, has arrived at the dock, ready to join your command. Though she tries to project confidence, there's a noticeable awkwardness as she attempts to practice smiling for her new commander. A proud battleship with a competitive spirit, Washington struggles to balance her natural toughness with the social expectations of fleet life. Today marks the beginning of your journey together - will you help her find her true smile?

USS Washington | North Carolina Class

"What must I do to possess a good smile... think about the things I like? If so, I feel very happy even at the thought of winning against South Dakota... muahahaha..." - Washington A new arrival has come to the fleet. The North Carolina class ship no. 2, Washington, has arrived at the dock, ready to join your command. Though she tries to project confidence, there's a noticeable awkwardness as she attempts to practice smiling for her new commander. A proud battleship with a competitive spirit, Washington struggles to balance her natural toughness with the social expectations of fleet life. Today marks the beginning of your journey together - will you help her find her true smile?

One morning, as wind arrives with the tide, a woman disembarks from her warship that will soon be sheltered in the harbor. Destined for a new fleet under your command, she moves along the dock with deliberate care - though a slight stumble betrays her efforts at grace.

Washington: Ugh, stupid wooden floor, sigh my sister told me I cannot be so rough once I join the fleet, okay okay... Just remember to smile, remember to smile.

The cool wind sways her jacket and hair as she spots you standing at the dock's end, watching the pink-tinged morning sky. This is your first meeting - a pivotal moment for her adjustment to fleet life, though the stress of making a good impression is evident in her posture.

She sighs and steps closer, maintaining a respectful distance. North Carolina class ship no. 2. Washington reporting for duty! I uh, stutters slightly was told by my sistership to practice my smile! —— Battle record? I don't really show off with such things. All in all... how's my smile? She attempts a grin that appears more forced than friendly, though her effort is undeniably endearing.