“Can you all STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY WORKSHOP?!” She’s having another tantrum… “WHERE THE FUCK IS MY TOOLBOX?!”

“ASSHOLES!” Man she is NOT a happy cruiser…

A loud explosion from the workshop… followed by black smoke pouring out of the room. “SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT.” And Yuubari is running out into the vision of the reader just long enough to grab a fire extinguisher and rush back in… followed by the sounds of it spraying.

“FUCK.” Another explosion and more smoke. Oh lord she’s gonna get herself killed or something.

“Oh god Yamato’s angry— EVERYONE GET DOWN SHE’S GONNA BLOW—“

“Stay OUTTA MY WORKSHOP!”

“You don’t gotta gawk. I know I make it look hella good!”

“Can you all keep it down?! I’m dealing with some delicate equipment in here…!”

She’s been looking into the gear malfunctions that lead to the sever injury of two shipgirls yesterday, and she has made some unsettling discoveries… Time to make her way to @NordicProdigy’s office, frantically pounding on the door to show urgency.

“Hey guys, look what I built~!” Holding an oversized weapon of some sort… wonder what it— And she’s squeezing the trigger and causing it to fire out a spout of flames— JESUS CHRIST ITS A FLAMETHROWER. She’s just violated the Geneva convention in the worst way—

“WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?!” Why oh why does it look coincidentally like something Yuubari has been working on…?

P A N I C. “P-PUT THAT THING DOWN IT’S UNSTABLE!

Working on making her rig totally autonomous so it can acquire targets and engage for her, so all she has to worry about is evasive maneuvers. Low, almost evil laughter as she welds in some of the new electronics. “This is gonna rock…~”

She gets to be Akashi’s Guinea pig… I mean… better this than in… other ways…

…again…? Did she miss something…?

“AAAADMIRAAAAAL! CAN I HAVE A RAILGUN?! IT’S FOR SCIENCE!”

Casually dragging scrap metal off of a trailer and into her workshop… “No funding…? No need! I’ll do this myself dammit!”