Going to meet Lavaliere

Katla wasn't expecting much as she boarded the Gallant Fury. Lavaliere didn't seem like she would be much for standing on ceremony. Apparantly her crew felt differently.

"Division arriving." An announcement sounded out as she stood on the edge of the ramp. A warrant officer snapping a sharp parade ground salute which Katla returned a bit stiffly, fairly sure she was doing it wrong to boot. Vikings didn't use a formal military salute, an arm clasp was a good enough greeting as far as Katla was concerned. When joining Rome though...

"Permission to come aboard?" Katla asked, remembering to also give a salute to the hanging Avalon ensign first.

"Granted Division. Welcome to the Fury." Katla stepped on board and heard the crisp snap of hands on rifles, four members of the crew moving to present arms to greet her. "I hope you do not take this as a slight my lady. The rest of the greeting party couldn't be spared from their duties." On such a small vessel Katla could believe it. Her first raid post had been a corvette. She'd enjoyed the closeness that the small crew had but with such a small crew everyone had needed to learn at least two jobs for redundancy's sake. Hence why corvettes made such great starting points for new officers.

Her collar finished the handshake as she stepped on to the new ship, letting her quickly put names to faces. "Not a problem. I'm surprised you could even spare one bubble bitch." The warrant officer let out a surprised cough and the faces of the honor guard quickly took on expressions of resisting smiles. Bubble bitch was the affectionate term for shield operators. On a corvette, they tended to stay fairly busy with both their main duties and other miscellaneous tasks that nobody else wanted to do.

"Commodore. I believe the Captain is expecting us." Oanbrook spoke up from behind her. Despite not being able to see her Katla was able to picture the exasperated look on her face. She'd been getting it fairly frequently over the past few days.

"Yes, I guess she is. If you could please direct us?" Katla asked, giving the warrant officer a wink.

"Of course Commodore. Right this way."