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Executive Officer's Personal Log said:I wanted the cabin on Deck One, till I realized Sean had already moved his stuff in. Having a view out that window would of been great. It's not worth rolling over and looking into his eyes every morning -- oh well I took the private suite on Deck Three. I'll be soaking in the tub every night, mulling over how to adjust the volumetric flames on the fireplace.
A fresh group of cadets is due, members of the former elite seventeenth armor wing. About that bath tub...
The seven ships that made up the 'S1' were all in a diamond formation above Jiyuu. The Commodore Yamamoto Maya was the first to arrive on the Shinnen, her and her trunks of guns and explosives, many of which the reclamation team was still trying to get their hands on--Yamatai had enough guns.
She had utilized the bookcase in her cabin to store the guns, what would fit anyway, the remaining ones were hung on the walls, overfilled the trunk at the end of her bed. Several varieties of NovaCorp granades were on the desk, a bottle of cleaning fluid open, each one had been polished.
Maya soaked in the tub, the jets sending water gushing around her soft tan hips, the abundance of bubble bath had her lost in a sea of foam, her dark red short hair was recently trimmed, hugged her head waterlogged. Her mouth gaped slightly, allowing her gaze at the rising steam from the other end of the tub, her eyes closed. "Nahhhh...." she said, allowing relaxation to flood over her.
The ship's AI had been ordered to alert her when the first of the cadets arrived.
Down in the multipurpose bay, the AI's projection awaited the cadets.