Tsundere - Hostile outside, loving on the inside
Yandere - Sweet outside, obsessive and psychoic inside
Kuudere - Silent/cool, turns loving afterwards
Dandere - Usually quiet until the right person comes along
Kamidere - Just like tsundere but has a god-like complex
Dorodere - Sweet outside, messed up and disturbed inside
Deredere - Loving and affectionate
Himedere- Just like tsundere, but princess-like
Top: With a loud roar and a flash of fire, a Seawolf missile erupts from its launcher aboard HMS Iron Duke and Bottom: The Seawolf missile is tracked from the ops room onboard HMS Iron Duke [Pictures: Petty Officer Airman (Photographer) Carl Osmond, Crown copyright]
HMS Iron Duke is the first ship in the Fleet to receive the new Artisan radar. Last year, she also received the latest version of Seawolf – which has protected Royal Navy frigates for more than 30 years. It can now track – and destroy – a target the size of a cricket ball travelling at 3 times the speed of sound.
Iron Duke was travelling back to Portsmouth, following 8 weeks of training, when the new Artisan and Seawolf were tested for the first time. Artisan, able to track up to 800 targets simultaneously, successfully tracked a sea-skimming target then passed the data to the Seawolf system.
The launched missile then followed and successfully blasted the object out of the sky with a direct hit.
"I heard you were the goddess of war meow? I heard a rumor that the battle I and many other IJN war vessels sank in was the largest naval battle in the Earth meow, is that true meow?"
"If you are what you claim to be," said Alyona as she thumbed through pages of an antiquated tome, written in a language spoke by the inhabitants of Makai, until she found the section she was searching for, "then the rumor you heard is true. The largest naval battle of the Second World War and by some criteria, the largest naval battle in human history was the Battle of Leyte Gulf. As said before, if you are what you claim to be then in all likelihood you were sunk in that battle."
"Ms Y'Voina, do you ever think you'll love again?" The Tengu gave the Nimitz-tan he was riding on a gentle kick. "Alright, launch!"
"Certainly, Mr. Yuutamo. I never ceased to love, what has changed and changes is what and who I love," replied the mother of the child who catapulted her rider forward into a marble pillar. "Her aim needs work, wouldn’t you agree?"
*draws a messy heart and flower on your right cheek*
"I insist that for your own safety you cease this course of action immediately…"
“I freelanced until ‘94 as a volunteer in the Balkan War and then went home to Stalingrad for cars and women, ruble and blood. So if you live in constant fear just call and ask for…
Vladimir Alyona. I do the business someone dies, nastarov’je and goodbye!”
⌆, ⇅, ❞
⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do
Drumming her fingers on the side of her leg when standing or on the arm of a chair when seated.
⇅ do they look up or down while thinking?
❞ write a quote they would find themselves saying
It makes no difference what men think of war. War endures. As well ask men what they think of stone. War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner. That is the way it was and will be. That way and not some other way.