Eucharis - Wardroom - Midnight
After her return from the captured NMX Escort, and the delivery of the cargo she worked hard to secure, Helen found herself in a situation of once again being between major tasks. Filing a report was simple, and was handled within a matter of minutes, and it left her with little more to do than to think, and that left her hands idle, and there were plenty of old Nepleslian sayings about idle hands, and she was a firm believer in a good sum of them.
What Helen's relatively free time resulted in, was her ability to mind her physical situation. Earlier, she had a sizable portion of her body mass cut away, a large quantity of her metallic components and usable reserves of energy were also burnt off. What was left of Helen after her mission was a thinner and leaner woman, mostly due to structural limitations imposed by lost material, it left her feeling small, and somewhat like a basic Yamataian, and it produced a frown upon her lips. It was displeasing enough to result in her raiding some of the supplies she had brought aboard from the YC-28, and among those supplies, was a cache of Type 29 rations, which she rounded up and carried with her to the wardroom, one of the few locations on the ship where the consumption of food and drink was permitted.
With her acquisition of her own supply of food, Helen went about a binge, as she stuffed her face with a variety of rations. As she devoured her post-mission feast, she went about lining up the canisters which the rations were packed in. As she ate, her powerful metabolism worked to process proteins, starches, sugars, and other components of her food into hemosynthetic material. Once the legitimate food was gone, Helen went about consuming the simple metal utensil which came with each ration container, then the containers themselves. Eventually, the table was cleared, the rations, the containers, and everything within them had been consumed by the NH-27, and served to make the woman whole.
Eucharis - Power Armor Bay - 0130
Feeling whole again, Helen left the wardroom and thought about getting some sack time in... that was when she realized, her quarters were cleaned out. She was a 'guest' aboard the ship, and it left her without a place to sleep. "Some hospitality..." Helen mumbled, before she made her way to the only place which came to mind after dome deliberation, and another stop at the cargo bay and a dip into the supplies from her ship.
Helen's destination was the power armor bay, and once there, she looked upon the battered and ripped apart framework which was her Kylie which she used in the last mission. A frown crossed her lips once more, as she looked upon the old machine, and then to the neighboring Mindy units, and knew that the mission could have easily gone either way. Her frown, eventually became a scowl as she clenched her jaw and set down the supplies she brought from the cargo bay. A soft sigh left her, before she approached her Kylie and began to remove components that were able to be salvaged. As she pulled components off, she used her link to the PANTHEON network to educate herself in engineering concepts on the fly, much like one would use a manual to learn how to fix a vehicle... but it went directly into her computerized brain.
Without a place to sleep, Helen took to labor to help her thoughts, as she had two piles eventually. One pile of scraps which she would have set aside to be recycled, and a pile of salvaged equipment which she would apply to her current project. Upon opening a case from her cargo container, Helen set to the next leg of her project as she pulled pristine components of a disassembled Kylie from the case, and began to piece them together, along with the salvaged components from her old machine.
Eucharis - Power Armor Bay - 0400
"Just like putting together a NSP..." Helen mumbled to herself, as she went about the tail end of the work on her Kylie. Piece by piece she built the replacement machine, verifying the installation of each component with MEGAMI's assistance, even calling upon an interactive volumetric display to indicate the way which everything should have fit together. She found the work to be therapeutic, as she brought the machine to proper form.
As Helen worked, her mind did wander, it wandered to memories long ago, it wandered to the recent missions she had been on with the Eucharis, it wandered to thoughts of what would come. Though, the thoughts that were most prominent were thoughts of the last mission. There was every possibility that it could have blown up in her face. She thought back to the NMX cloning facilities, and just how close her and Reika came to death for the sake of dragging that body out. As she thought on the matter of the near-miss that almost killed her, she gently tapped the chest of her Kylie. "Thank you." she spoke softly, before continuing to work and think. One thing was clear in her mind; the way the mission went was certainly not perfect, but, it was far better than the usual which she had come to expect from working with the Shosho.
Eventually, Helen's work paid off, as the completed Kylie stood before her, suspended on its service rack. As she looked upon her armor, Helen smiled for but a moment, before yawning and thinking on how nice it would be to have a cabin still. She quirked her brow though, as she looked upon her Kylie, then gave a soft shrug as she went about climbing into the machine, and resting within it as she closed her eyes and caught a short bit of sleep.
Eucharis - Breakfast Time
Helen's short sleep was enough for her as her eyes opened and she climbed out from her machine. Hunger still seemed more important, and that hunger was what drove her to make her way to the wardroom, as she stepped in and made her way to the serving tables. Her gaze went about the room as she walked through it though, she took inventory of who was gathered, before she went about gathering a hefty plate of food. Quietly, she went about taking a seat at one of the booths as she soon went about digging into her meal.
