Gamerofthegame
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The senate was called into a meet not to long after the previous one. The time was measurable with a few days, actually. However, the meet wasn't for a proposal or anything of the sort. No, it was for the summit. Or rather transportation to the summit. It was easier to just go in one vessel anyway. They had been all told to bring three days worth of clothing for themselves and whatever people they wanted to drag along, as well as not to worry about their own security. It was suggested to bring AT MOST two other people.
On the roof of the senate building, which will remain undescribed other then the roof being flat enough at one point to have a shuttle land on it easily, and then accessible in a similar easy fashion.
Moving on! On this easily-accessible flat roof bit was a landed Ke-T7-1B. Or, rather, a Raccoon T7 transport with a hyperspace fold installed on it. The shuttle's rear ramp was opened for people, however the various people by it didn't really seem to be attracted to it like a fly to a Venus fly trap. Not that it'd be harmful or something to them.
No, there were eight personel. Two in usual Star Army usual uniform (They being humans... Their exact race of Human couldn't be told, but it was either a Geshrin, Nep, or Yammie...) leaning against the shuttle by the ramp, talking to each other while they ate what appeared to be warm Ramen in a bowl. One had a spoon, the other had chopsticks. They seemed to be friends, though, as they laughed to each other often. Both were male. Probably pilots or something.
The other six appeared to be the security detail. Five of which were in rather simple Black flak jackets with similarly black Type 30 Helmets on, which disguised their face entirely. Four had breasts, though, by telling of the various little bumps extruding from the chest area of the jacket. They all had Type 28s around their sides, although nothing more appeared visible on them. At the moment they were just looking like they were looking around while exchanging witty banter via radio to each other.
The last person was decked out in a Mindy M2-2A in the "Bob Cat" configuration. Being that it wasn't Black Spiral or a Daughter of Eve PA, if was in the usual light blue instead of black like the other security details. It was standing on top of the shuttle, occasionally looking about.
In front of the shuttle ramp a sign was placed up, written with some sort of marker in both Japanese and English as "Cost to board shuttle to Pisces: One kiss on one pilot's lips or a kiss on each of the pilot's cheeks.
How dashing.
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Maysaki sat a little away from the shuttle on her own, bored. Her duffel bag was below her bum, containing her two other sets of clothes. Which almost matched her outfit entirely; a simple dark green T-shirt and Khaki pants, both of which some what loose fitting. On top of that, which she only had one of, a leather jacket like a biker would wear.
I hate going out into space...
On the roof of the senate building, which will remain undescribed other then the roof being flat enough at one point to have a shuttle land on it easily, and then accessible in a similar easy fashion.
Moving on! On this easily-accessible flat roof bit was a landed Ke-T7-1B. Or, rather, a Raccoon T7 transport with a hyperspace fold installed on it. The shuttle's rear ramp was opened for people, however the various people by it didn't really seem to be attracted to it like a fly to a Venus fly trap. Not that it'd be harmful or something to them.
No, there were eight personel. Two in usual Star Army usual uniform (They being humans... Their exact race of Human couldn't be told, but it was either a Geshrin, Nep, or Yammie...) leaning against the shuttle by the ramp, talking to each other while they ate what appeared to be warm Ramen in a bowl. One had a spoon, the other had chopsticks. They seemed to be friends, though, as they laughed to each other often. Both were male. Probably pilots or something.
The other six appeared to be the security detail. Five of which were in rather simple Black flak jackets with similarly black Type 30 Helmets on, which disguised their face entirely. Four had breasts, though, by telling of the various little bumps extruding from the chest area of the jacket. They all had Type 28s around their sides, although nothing more appeared visible on them. At the moment they were just looking like they were looking around while exchanging witty banter via radio to each other.
The last person was decked out in a Mindy M2-2A in the "Bob Cat" configuration. Being that it wasn't Black Spiral or a Daughter of Eve PA, if was in the usual light blue instead of black like the other security details. It was standing on top of the shuttle, occasionally looking about.
In front of the shuttle ramp a sign was placed up, written with some sort of marker in both Japanese and English as "Cost to board shuttle to Pisces: One kiss on one pilot's lips or a kiss on each of the pilot's cheeks.
How dashing.
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Maysaki sat a little away from the shuttle on her own, bored. Her duffel bag was below her bum, containing her two other sets of clothes. Which almost matched her outfit entirely; a simple dark green T-shirt and Khaki pants, both of which some what loose fitting. On top of that, which she only had one of, a leather jacket like a biker would wear.
I hate going out into space...
