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RP: YSS Eucharis [Mission 17.1] Odds and Ends

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Takeyu casually walked down the ramp, one hand gripping his ICP while another stayed near his NSP. When he got to the bottom, he went through a list of items, things that interested him and that would find useful.


Once he had chosen the item's he'd like, he sent the list to the Shosho, then he glanced upward to keep an eye on the general area.
 
Outside of Cargo Bay

Misato was suited up in her Mindy with the helmet attached to her waist. She noticed no one else suited up like her, shrugging she walked off the ship shouldering her rifle, and looked around the area. She felt like she was shopping again. After looking around for a bit she drafted up a quick message with the items she liked.

Code: 
Electric Guitar with Broken string (Pirating Ultra Variety, TC: 94-8, IC: 527-1185-91) ((I might be able to create the missing strings with the ship's equipment and I would like to learn to play))

Big Box of Leather Clothing and Accessories… and Rope (Pirating Ultra Variety, TC: 73-76, IC: 5605-8265-141) ((I would like to look through this more and I might be about to find some it useful for a project that I have in the back of my mind.))

2 Pairs of Protective Goggles (Pirating Ultra Variety, TC: 61-85, IC: 5242-16462-139) ((one as a back up))

That is All 

Thank you for looking this over

Once she sent the message to the Sho'sho', Misato moved over to the ramp to the Cargo bay and stood guard, She wasn't under and orders to do so but she wanted to be where some one could find her if she needed to be doing something, or if something came up she would be ready to switch over to a combat readiness.
 
Cargo Bay

Mitsuko immediately shivered as she entered the cargo bay for the first time. The damp cold emanating from the open loading dock was unexpected, and a sharp reminder that she was no longer enjoying a vacation on the warm, sandy beach. She only worried about the chill for a moment, before the presence of so many others caught her attention. "...um...why is everyone...?"

Moving further inside, Murakami looked between the other crew members in the cargo bay before growing more curious about what had drawn so much interest. Once she had moved close enough to see outside the open bay, she slowed to a halt, staring at the sea of completely random cargo. Mitsuko was frozen in place, eyes wide behind her glasses, as she took in the odd and incredibly unexpected sight.

"Is that another shuttlecraft!?" She practically sputtered as she spoke, eyes now rapidly scanning back and forth across the vast collection. "A-and...and there's smaller chunks of a half dozen ships out there!" At some point, while taking in the big picture, she realized she'd moved slightly to the side and unconsciously located a datapad. Mitsuko grimaced and went to work, the cold, damp atmosphere leaking into the ship forgotten.

The Neko's fingers flew across the datapad, sometimes typing, sometimes transferring directly from the mental lists she was making. Lists divided into categories : size, weight, usage, condition. So much of what she could see seemed like trash to her. It was only going to take up precious space. Murakami let the kitchen staff bring the foodstuffs on board, trusting their discretion and experience. The others crew members weren't as lucky, as she attempted to take information from their lists to enhance her own, doing her best to keep them from actually bringing anything onto the ship yet. She herself had no desire to step off the ship and onto the planet, but several of the others seemed quite happy to dig through the junk for her eventual informational gain.
 
Hanako made a face as she was bombarded by huge lists. "Hold on," she said via wireless. "Try to start by limiting yourself to, say, seven items. As you bring things onto the ship, check in with a cargo specialist. And as for the Elysian girls, bring them aboard to the medical lab so they can be inspected. Remember the Empire prohibits slavery. I can offer them a temporary job as service staff, though. The first thing is to get them out of this cold."

Meanwhile, Hanako went to the shuttlecraft. It was a Ge-T2 in great condition. Then, she looked up at the wrecked starship located not too far away. It appeared to be a mostly-intact Ayana-class Escort with one nacelle missing. Hanako had never been on one before. She began walking towards it.
 
Planetary Surface

"My apologies Shosho." Helen spoke, feeling a bit embarrassed by the fact that she ended up somehow spearheading a torrent of requests. When Hanako walked out of the ship to look at the largest of her purchases, Helen did follow along, with her data pad in hand as she went about looking at her wishlist with a momentary frown, there would have to be some items trimmed off, that was for sure, but greed could wait. Though, she did still continue to carry the chicken she had found.

As Helen strode with Hanako in the direction of the Ayana-Class Escort, she looked to the Shosho, then back to the mostly intact ship. "I know a thing or two about these. Motoyoshi Fleet Yards design. Rather utilitarian in interior layout. Hull is comprised of Durandium, with a thin layer of Xiulurium laminate. Weapons load out is fairly generous, mainly focused upon missiles. However, despite the solid munition limitations, the performance of the Ayana-Class is roughly equivalent to one of our Sakura-Class, or Nozomi-Class ships... equipped with the phased pulse cannon, of course." Helen explained from memory, with information gathered during her venture into the Lorath Matriarchy.
 
Surface of UX-11

Tomomi kinda frowned when she heard the limit on items. She had a mostly small items thinking she would have a greater chance of approval. Obviously that was wrong. She decided to follow Hanako and Helen to the escort since she had an urge to explore something new. While following at a bit of a distance, she glanced down at her list.

The two manuals she truly wanted for personal development. And the brainwave helmet, personal computer, and data-modem would be useful for her job. Which only left her with two slots.

"The pencil was mostly for giggles...might still ask for it anyways. Same with the bodysuit, though it might actually be useful. Tomomi thought to herself. "Heck, I'll take it. Which leaves me with the eye,the guitar, airbike boots, the googles, and smut, and the big box of books. Most of them I can buy new. But the box of books seems interesting.."

She smiled when she finalized her list.

 
With her shift on the bridge complete, Natsumi decided to join the others outside and see what there was to see. She quickly changed into an AMES suit and departed the Eucharis via the cargo ramp

UX-11, Outside

She was immediately glad for the environmental suit, the cold wet weather would have soaked through her working uniform in seconds. She brushed several already wet locks of white hair away from her eyes as she started looking around all the stuff that had been left for them.

She found it odd that all of this stuff would have just been left there. There was a lot of junk, but also a lot of useful stuff. She spotted an entire shuttle, almost an entire starship in the distance and even suits of power armor.

Picking through the stuff for a while, Natsumi found a couple things that she liked, which she scribbled onto her data pad, starting a short list.

As she wandered around the power armor caught her eye again and she meandered over to it. It was different from the power armor suits they had aboard the Eucharis, bulky and mean looking.

"Oh, there's no way they'd let me have something like this, is there?" she muttered to herself, poking at the AIR1b with a slender fingertip. Something at the back of her mind said she should put it on her list anyways. She wasn't even thinking of its intended use as a weapon system, but of how useful it could be for EVA work and such. "Guess it couldn't hurt, could it?" she said to herself and quickly added it to her request list.

She quickly compiled her list, formatted it and dispatched it to the Shosho



With that sent, she turned her attention back to the armor, popping open its access and taking a peek inside.
 
"Wah.....if those Elysian girls are injured or need help, let me treat them!" said Konoka, looking up from a pile of stuff she'd been examining.
She'd come out onto the surface shortly after Natsumi.
"By the way," she added, looking at Hanako, "Here's my list, Shosho!"

 
UX-11 IX Surface

Hanako stopped and turned back towards the cargo before she reached the ship. "We do not know what is inside there. It could be dangerous. When we go inside, we should probably send in an armed team as a precaution."

As Hanako returned to the field of items, she began reviewing the updated requests. "Tomomi, I approve all your requests," she said via voice and wireless. "Natsumi, your requests are fine with the possible exception of the Nepleslian power armor. We may want to return it to Nepleslia as a showing of good will."

"Konoka, your list is approved but I am not sure what you will do with a bucket of paint, especially since it is only one color. Perhaps it would be best used as part of a project. With the lumber, nailgun, and shingles, we could make a structure if we wanted," said Hanako.

While, Ramiro and Victory managed to move several tractor-trailer-sized food containers into the ship's now very crowded cargo bay, enough to provide the crew with food for quite some time.

- - -

The Elysian slave girls sat patiently against one of the containers. They were bound, gaggled, and blindfolded and lacked clothing other than worn white tunics.

 
While Takeyu waited to see what the Shosho would say about his list, and whether she'd grant him the items listed; he rummaged through the other stuff until he looked up and saw the ship in the distance.

Its design was interesting to him; although the missing pylon made him wonder what caused it to go missing, whether it was due to an attack or a crash. Getting up, his attention was slightly diverted when he heard Konoka's voice but quickly he returned to staring at the ship and examining it from stern to rear.
 

"That should do it" Bors said as he finished revising his list. As he wondered around the piles of stuff Bors noticed the two Elysian Plebeians bound and gagged next to a container.

"Want me to escort these two ladies to the med-bay Shosho? Its on the way to the armory and I figured I would need to get something more combat related on if you intend on sending a team into that ship over there." Bors said handing her his revamped list, and waited for further instructions.
 
"First of all, Riko-hei," said Konoka in an authorative manner, "help me un- bound and gag these poor girls. They're probably terrified."
As she said that, Konoka approached Chania and slowly removed her blindfold and gag.
"I'm Konoka Miyazawa, Itto Hei medic of The Star Army of Yamatai". She told her. "Don't be afraid. I'm here to get you off this crash site and treat any injuries you may have. You're free and safe now. "
Gently, she added, "Can you please tell me your name?"
 
Sune came down from his cabin where he had been working on a few personal projects. He stopped at the entrance to take in the view. The typically barely stocked cargo hold was brimming with various salvaged items.

He took out his science scanner, attached the life form module to his type 31 Science Scanner and started to scan the cargo area. There was no telling what possible vermin or other hazards were present in and on these recovered items.
 
Cargo Bay Door

Misato Suzume looked over her request note again to make sure she did request too many items, once she was was confident of that she resubmitted it to the Sho'sho'. From her vantage point at the cargo bay door she could see every one going about their business, she wasn't quite sure what to do with herself. She saw Helen and the Sho'sho' poking around a large mostly there ship. She started to wonder if she could get a junked hull like that some day and work on building it up to a working ship. It would be nice to be able to retire from the Star Army and have a plan ready to go for what I would do afterwards. She knew that she didn't want to retire yet, nor could for that matter, for at least a few more years, but she did know that come some day she would want to.

As she was thinking about all the things she might do out side of the star army, she saw Konoka and Riko helping some people to the ship, She knew that they were slaves, and the Sho'sho' had ordered there release, but it made her uncomfortable that the crew wasn't just arresting the folks here, taking what they needed and leaving. The idea that there where folks that had no problem selling another person into slavery was so hard to wrap her brain around.
 
Cargo Bay

Mitsuko was relieved when the other crew members were reined in. At least she didn't have to worry about all of them dragging random items onto the ship in a mad rush. Her organized list was steadily growing, but she wasn't going to get a full inventory without either full reports or a firsthand investigation. She shivered, remembering the cold, not at all ready to head outside in her Working Uniform.

She was temporarily distracted as Ramiro and Victory began moving containers onto the ship. The kitchen crew had already moved the smaller packages of food to the kitchen, but these would have to stay in the cargo bay. Murakami moved to assist, quickly working out the most efficient way to arrange the containers, stacking some on top of the others. In her head, she was trying to leave room for the mass of junk still left on the planet. She was relieved that the captain didn't seem to think they could fit it all on board.

After helping Victory and Ramiro arrange the edible cargo, Mitsuko sent a politely worded, written message to Hanako, suggesting they might move some of the larger - or less useful - items to the shuttlecraft or wrecked ship, after they had been safely cleared.
 
Planetary Surface

"Well, Shosho." Helen started, as she looked back to the Eucharis, then to the Ayana-Class once more. "The corridors inside are spacious enough so we can field power armor without much hindrance. I can get suited up and inside of that ship with a team at your command, Shosho." Helen spoke, as she took a brief moment to edit her wishlist down to a proper request list, after all... if on the off-chance she lost her head inside of the warship, she wanted her stuff.

Helen Klein's Request List said:
Classy Briefcases

One Live Chicken - "Her name is Hennessy."

Crate of Marital Aids

Barrel of Nepleslian Whiskey

Crate of Medical Supplies

Slave Control Collar

Crate of Exotic Liquor
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“Takeyu, can you reduce your list to about 7 items and omit the large containers? I do not think we have room for the electronics,” Hanako told Takeyu as he inspected the damaged UOCPF ship. It looked like it had taken damage. The scars on the ship appeared to be from NMX weapons…he’d seen that type of damage on the Eucharis before.

“Yes, please get them cleaned up and see to it they get a medical checkup and a hot meal,” Hanako told Bors.

“Ah…hello! I’m Chania,” the slender Elysian told Konoka. “We were abandoned here by some Nepleslians. I’m glad you came along quickly. And it’s good you are military. I mean, I didn’t expect to be freed like this.”

Sune’s scans revealed that the foodstuffs were in good condition and, thankfully, free of pests. Most containers were well labeled.

Hanako responded to Helen. “Why the medical items? We should probably keep them in the medical lab instead of giving them to an individual. I bought these items for the good of the whole ship. And also why the slave collar? We should probably destroy it.”

To Mitsuko, Hanako sent, "I plan to keep the shuttle and perhaps we can put things in the damaged ship but only once it is secured."
 
Planetary Surface

"Ah... well then, since they'll be available." Helen spoke, as she crossed the medical items off of her list. "As for that slave collar, I am a collector of such trinkets. I also may have some ideas as to how it could be used aside from terrible violations of sentient rights." Inwardly, Helen did not really give a damn about the matter of the history associated with the slave collars, after all, she had personally soiled her hands with far worse.

Helen's List Revision said:
Replace medical supplies with .50 Lorath Hand Cannon (Damaged)
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As Takeyu stood there, he built up a new list.

New List said:
  • Shuttle's Plasma Reactor
  • WATER2a
  • Starship Environmental Systems Installation Kit
  • Child's Coloring Book
  • Mortar Launcher
  • Brand new starship viewscreens
  • Brand new starship control panels
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Takeyu thought about those containers, he really did want to. "Well ma'am, our ship might not be able to carry those containers, but I might be able to get ahold of a few that 'can'. If you want, I can put in a call to a few transport vessels that might be in the area, and see if they can divert to here."
 
Planetary Surface

"Righto Boss," Bors said snapping a quick salute to Hanako, and quickly turned to Konoka, "Might as well give me a hand Doc, doubt they want to be ushered into another strange ship by another mean looking Nepleslian." Walking over to the two Elysians, he muttered "not to mention a former mafioso one as well."

Helping the them to their feet, Bors tried to be as gentle as he could, "Don't worry I'm not gonna bite ya, me and the doc here are just trying to help you out." And started to lead the group up the ramp into the Eucharis.
 
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