-"So they want to negotiate ey?" Kunz Hoehner said thinking aloud as he lowered his spying glass. He had been summoned from the bridge to the lookout post after hearing the news of the surrounding vessels.

All in all, it wasn't really a good position. Now they were properly surrounded by vessels of unknown prowess and of unknown origin, not to mention the Bismarck wasn't fully repaired yet either and thus lacked important communications possibilities to control the battlegroup.

As the large south African vessel approached the crew of the Bismarck gave it instructions via flags, hoping they would understand the standardized international code it used.
One of the massive double-barreled turrets followed the approaching vessel with its rotation, but not its barrels. The barrels were instead in a vee shape, completely useless in a fight, but easily adjusted. Just to make the local guests more... comfortable.

The Bismarck had slowed to a 4 knot crawl, as to not anger the locals too much with its approach. But the ship was still closing with Cape town, and could quickly change heading and speed at any given time.

-"Let's prepare a welcoming committee shall we?" Kapitän zur see Kunz Hoehner told no one in particular, he went to the officers meeting room which was slightly decorated with what local decorations they could bring up.
A not overly pretty version of the south African republic flag, a dark wood African masked sculpture and some blue and pink flowers which could use some water.

The cranes was prepared to tow aboard a small watercraft, and the gangway was ready if they chose to pull up next to the ship.
The waiting was tense, and it didn't help that the dreadnought was far slower than the German crew aboard Bismarck was used to ships going.