Reynolds
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8/37 - Juggler System - Heartbreaker Bridge - 0800 hours
The YSS Heartbreaker had exited Hyperdrive roughly three hours earlier, just before most of the crew had woken up to begin their day. Resetting instruments to local 'real' time and scanning the immediate area for threats had occupied the night shift's attention, and some of the others had been involved as well. It surprised none of them by this point that Tsukisaki had been on the Bridge, wide awake, when this leg of their journey ended. Now they had all been summoned to the Wardroom for breakfast and a briefing.
There had already been a bit of chatter about the system Ochiko had led them to. There was at least one habitable planet, with a large jungle, was the rumor. Kiwi had been spreading the word as she handed out breakfast. Today it was pancakes and bacon, although it didn't seem likely to be pork. Anything was better than the steady stream of oatmeal and rice they'd been suffering through every day for almost two weeks now, during the jump. Apparently the Captain was allowing them to celebrate just a little. The Cook swore she'd heard Usagi mentioning something about the jungle and a distress beacon when she brought her coffee (the other Neko was stuck manning the Bridge while Rin and the Captain were away, of course).
After returning a few crew members to the Seisenkyo on their way back to known space, the soldiers that remained had become closer over the past weeks. They were the ones that could handle not only their jobs, their duties, but the mission itself. The isolation. The Captain had yet to appear, as the others gathered in the Wardroom, returning to favored spots and mingling with now familiar faces.
The YSS Heartbreaker had exited Hyperdrive roughly three hours earlier, just before most of the crew had woken up to begin their day. Resetting instruments to local 'real' time and scanning the immediate area for threats had occupied the night shift's attention, and some of the others had been involved as well. It surprised none of them by this point that Tsukisaki had been on the Bridge, wide awake, when this leg of their journey ended. Now they had all been summoned to the Wardroom for breakfast and a briefing.
There had already been a bit of chatter about the system Ochiko had led them to. There was at least one habitable planet, with a large jungle, was the rumor. Kiwi had been spreading the word as she handed out breakfast. Today it was pancakes and bacon, although it didn't seem likely to be pork. Anything was better than the steady stream of oatmeal and rice they'd been suffering through every day for almost two weeks now, during the jump. Apparently the Captain was allowing them to celebrate just a little. The Cook swore she'd heard Usagi mentioning something about the jungle and a distress beacon when she brought her coffee (the other Neko was stuck manning the Bridge while Rin and the Captain were away, of course).
After returning a few crew members to the Seisenkyo on their way back to known space, the soldiers that remained had become closer over the past weeks. They were the ones that could handle not only their jobs, their duties, but the mission itself. The isolation. The Captain had yet to appear, as the others gathered in the Wardroom, returning to favored spots and mingling with now familiar faces.