Talk:United States Navy/@comment-13740085-20140925152809

It is an unusually quiet day, in contrast to the hectics that the USNF and the rest of the world seems to often finds itself embroidered in. In the midst of it, an unusual sight. One that many haven't seen in ages. His stride is unmistakable, but has slowed in the years since WWIII. His specially engraved M1911 glimmers in the light. Strolling past the front desks, he takes the elevator to the office of the Admiral of the Navy.

The door opens,

"Hello Commodore Proud, that desk looks good on you," Admiral Guy remarks.