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They were horrible. Not only had their experimental ion drives proven so unreliable that they were never put in another Navy vessel afterward, but their meager armament and small missile magazines made them next to worthless in a fight with anything larger than a garbage scow. And even then, it was preferable if the garbage scow was already damaged and running on autopilot to give the Poseidons more of a fighting chance.
HMS Persephone probably hadn’t started life as the spacecraft visual equivalent of a flounder, but she sure had evolved into it over the decades. Where once her paint scheme might have been a uniform gunmetal gray or even the matte black of a Navy warship, now she was a patchwork of discolored hull plates that were evidently being held in place by chewing gum and maybe a few toothpicks. She looked like a kindergartner’s wild drawing of what a warship might look like…if that kindergartner was terrible at art and hated the Navy and everyone in it and wanted them to collectively die from
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