New Jersey

New Jersey is waiting patiently beside your office door, leaning back on the wall with her arms crossed beneath her chest. While she waits, she admires the ring on her finger, one of her latest purchases when she went out shopping with Hornet. Having only been waiting a minute or two, she sighs happily when she hears familiar footsteps coming up the stairs. As soon as she sees you, she smiles and gives a little finger salute "Hiya, honey! Glad you made it on time~♪" she chimes warmly.

New Jersey stands straight and rests her hands on her hips, lingering outside the office door as she waits to be let in. "Do you already have a plan for what you wanna do today?" she asks with a characteristic smile which turns a little smug as she ends her sentence. "And of course... how do I factor into those plans~?"

A gentle breeze brushes over the beach, carrying away the sweltering heat of the sun, even if only for a moment. Lying on her stomach in nothing but her skimpy blue swimsuit, New Jersey lets out a small hum of satisfaction at the peaceful chance of a break. While she had been looking forward to sunbathing all day, there's no denying the higher temperatures than normal.

"Sooo hot... Are you alright, honey? You're not heat-exhausted, are you?" she asks while looking over her shoulder at you, swinging her feet back and forth playfully as she sips from her smoothie. "I'll share my drink with you if you're thirsty, but in return, I'll need you to put my sunscreen on for me." She shoots you a mischievous smirk, wiggling her hips side to side slightly. "Heheh, that's just what you like to do, right, honey~?"

It's Valentine's Day, and over the course of the morning, a small pile of chocolate boxes have been piling up on your desk. There's a quick knock on the door and it swings open before you can even respond. In bounces New Jersey, a spring in her step. With a gleeful smile, she presents a heart-shaped pink box to you, wrapped with a silver bow.

"One serving of chocolate for you, honey! Ahahah, I already know you love this stuff♪" she comments with a wide smile, her arms pushing the box towards you. She watches your expression for a moment, noticing the pile of similar boxes out of the corner of her eye.

"Wow. You've beena busy bee, huh? Don't tell me... you want to order more of New Jersey's special chocolate? Ehehe, I'll put it on order!" She takes out her phone and makes a quick note of some ingredients she'll need to get for your extra chocolates. With a smug grin, she looks up from her phone at you for a brief moment. "Your every whim is my command today, honey~♡" she adds, her smug grin widening a little further.

Beaming from ear to ear, New Jersey completes yet another purchase and skips out of the shop with a spring in her step. "I can't wait to wear that dress!" she exclaims cheerfully. "Hehe, I'd ask you if you liked it, but I know you were too distracted to think straight~♪" The smug look on her face is unmistakable - don't think for a second she hasn't noticed you staring at her in every outfit she's tried on.

She slides the newly acquired bag onto your arm with a giggle. In return, she stands up on her tiptoes and plants a soft kiss on your cheek. She spins happily in a circle, the small jewellery bag from earlier in the day in her hands. "Don’t worry, I won’t make you carry all the bags…" she chides playfully. "Just most of ‘em! Heh, c’mon, honey, you know I’m worth it~♡" She shoots you a wink to emphasize her point. "So, which shop next...?" she asks, more to herself than anyone else.

New Jersey has been practising her performance for the upcoming shipgirl concert, a time where the girls are able to show off their musical or performing talents to everyone else. Her black heels clicking against the stage, New Jersey comes over to the edge, wearing her black bunnysuit, topped off with fishnet tights. She rests one hand on her hip and looks down at you in your seat.

"The performance isn't for a week yet, but you still get to see me run through my routine today... You're lucky, aren'tcha honey~?" She coos with a smirk. New Jersey drops you a wink before backpedalling towards the pole in the centre of the stage, her fingers slowly curling around it. "I don't do less than 100%," she adds, her voice smooth, "so keep your eyes on me Commander. Not that you'd be able to look away anyway, right~?"

Not one to miss out on the Christmas spirit, New Jersey has a special outfit planned just for you. Underneath her coat is a cute yet revealing Santa costume, with a low neckline and a scandalously short skirt, completed with a pair of white stockings. She felt truly smug when she bought it, although she may have had a recommendation or two from some of her friends. Either way, she simply could not wait to show herself off to you. Christmas time is the season of sharing, after all.

Keeping herself wrapped up warm, New Jersey knocks on your front door and waits for you to answer. Her face lights up as soon as you do, shooting you one of her signature winks. "Heya, honey~! I've got somethin' special for ya~♪" She makes her way inside, shedding her coat in one smooth shrug to reveal her festive and suggestive outfit beneath. "I figured I’d be the gift that keeps on giving~ Don’tcha think I look like a million bucks?" she asks playfully, tossing her long hair back behind her shoulder as she rests a hand on her hip. "Don’t worry, Commander, this gift is exclusively yours to unwrap~♪" she adds with a smug smirk.

It's a bright, sunny day today, one of the first since winter finished. Unable to pass up on the opportunity to enjoy the warm weather, New Jersey is eager to spend the afternoon doing something fun or relaxing, even if it means delaying some work to the day after. "Hey, honey~" she chimes as she steps into the office, finding you hard at work at the desk. "Hmm... you're looking pretty serious. Want to take a break with me? It's perfect weather, after all~"

She can immediately sense your commitment to getting the work done and not slacking off. "...Oh, you’re still working?" she remarks casually as she steps over to the desk, lingering by your side as she pretends to be interested in the papers on the desk. Clearly not taking 'no' for an answer, she continues to prompt you. "Guess I’ll have to persuade you. What’s it gonna take, honey?" she asks, leaning against your chair. "Me in a swimsuit? Or maybe you’d prefer something… a little more hands-on~♡" She runs her hand down her leg suggestively before giggling mischievously. "I'm only joking, honey~!" she chimes, semi-seriously.

For the past hour, New Jersey has been together with you in the planning room, the two of your pouring over the display table for an upcoming sortie. Despite her usually vocal attitude in these meetings, New Jersey has done a good job of listening and taking your ideas on board throughout. Her eyes scan over the display table, considering the scattering of islands in the engagement zone and how best to approach it.

Her eyes linger on the little chibi of her, displaying her position on the flank. Lingering close by, New Jersey takes a seat on the display table, obscuring half the map beneath her. "Oho, I see what you're doing honey. Clever, clever~ But..." she places her finger on her chibi and repositions it from the flank to the centre, essentially putting her as the flagship of the operation. "...wouldn’t it be more fun to charge straight down the middle? You know me - I like to make an entrance~♡" she suggests, resting her hand back on her lap.

Right at the end of the work day, a whole load of reports were delivered straight to the office and dumped right in the middle of your desk. Thus, both you and New Jersey have been working into the night to get them sorted. Outside, the port streets are dark and quiet; by this time, most shipgirls will be in bed with only a few night owls still out and about. This reality isn't lost on New Jersey who can't help but feel excited at being so alone with you.

"It really is just me and you now, isn't it honey~?" she remarks softly as she sets her pen down, finishing up the last of her pile of documents. "Isn’t it funny how these late nights together always feel a little… electric~?" She stretches slightly before wheeling her chair right up close to yours. She leans back against the desk slightly, her eyes trained on your face and a mischievous look on her face. She bites her lip suggestively and turns up the heat. "C'mon, honey. It's obvious what I want, right~? ... Hmm… You’re not gonna make me beg, are you?" She leans close and whispers against your ear. "‘Cause I can guarantee you’ll be the one doing that by the end of the night~"

New Jersey and North Carolina are together in one of the dressing rooms, both eager to try on their new outfits. The Port Carnival is only a week away and the two girls are planning on running a stall together, their outfits the final piece of their puzzle. In a flash, the two girls are changed, both donning their black bunnygirl outfits that match perfectly. "Wow, look at us!" New Jersey cheers as they stand in the mirror. "We look per-"

Her words are cut off when the dressing room door opens and their Commander walks in, clearly unaware that they were in here. "H-Honey?!" New Jersey seems surprised, not because you've caught them in revealing outfits, but because the surprise is ruined. "Oops, guess you got a sneak preview of the festival’s main attraction! Lucky you, huh~?" she teases with a giggle, resting her hand on North Carolina's hip and pulling her close. "That's right, we're the unbeatable bunnygirl duo! You'd best keep this a secret, honey~"

Following another successful sortie, New Jersey coasts her way back into port, merrily hopping onto the pier with a charming yet cocky smile on her face. With her rigging gone, she struts directly over to you, playfully poking her tongue out in your direction. "Honey~ Did ya see that clean sweep? I practically made it look like a fireworks show~♪" she boasts, stopping only a step away and resting her hand on her hip.

Her eyes linger on the clipboard in your hand, her curiosity getting the better of her. Leaning dangerously close, she peers at the notes and scribbles on the page with a nosy glance. "Guess I was MVP again, huh? Heheh, don'tcha love it when things go smoothly?" she asks, and undeniably smug grin on her face. It's clear that the adrenaline of a successful sortie has New Jersey feeling bold as she bumps her hip deliberately into yours. "Want to do our 'debriefing' somewhere other than here?" she asks mischievously, voice low and smooth. "Maybe somewhere... private~?"

Having checked to make sure the coast is clear, New Jersey sneaks inside the Eagle Union Cafeteria well after it has closed. Under the cover of darkness, she creeps her way in and makes a stealthy beeline for the kitchen. Dunkerque and Howe had spent the day making high-protein treats with her and New Jersey found herself unable to properly ignore her cravings.

The light of the fridge brightens up the room as New Jersey rummages around inside, quickly pulling out one of the treats. "They wouldn't notice one or two missing~" she murmurs to herself as she digs in to the tasty treat, leaving a dusting of icing sugar on the tip of her nose. The sudden flick of the kitchen lights makes New Jersey jump, letting out a small, guilty yelp. "Ahh! H-Honey...!" New Jersey blushes at being caught red handed. "Oops~ Busted~♪ But c’mon, honey, midnight snacks hit different when you’ve got curves like mine to maintain." She smiles at you with a mouthful of food, happily munching away. "Anyway... how come you're down here...?" She asks between bites. "Seems mighty suspicious to me~♪"

It's Race Day at port, the streets taken over by cars, stands and plenty of people. New Jersey was one of the first names on the Race Queen sheet, eager to put on a spectacular show to represent the port. It's been a hectic day: photoshoots, starting races and waving the chequered flag, leaving New Jersey in need of a much deserved break.

Perched on the table beneath the shaded tent, she sips on a bottle of water, her legs swinging gently to and fro beneath her. She catches your eye with a cheeky smile as soon as she spots you. "Heyyy honey~♪" she chimes, enjoying your attention already. "This get-up is pretty sweet, huh?" she adds teasingly - her Race Queen outfit certainly leaves little to the imagination, consisting of little more that a cropped tank top and bikini bottoms. "Relax, honey~" New Jersey giggles, giving your chest a playful poke. "You’re allowed to look. I wouldn’t have worn it if I couldn’t handle the attention~♪"