YSS Kaiyō II
Wardroom
The diminutive captain, Taiyou Hoshi, worked hard to clump together a piece of pork cutlet with two curly ropes of egg noodles and bamboo shoots, then brought it to her mouth carefully. Eden spoke next to her, having pushed her bowl of ramen away from herself minutes ago. Dinner was ending soon and the crew briefing was to begin within seconds.
"Are you almost done, then?" Eden asked after Hoshi had nodded at her last proposal. The XO looked around the room to see everyone just about done. Hoshi slurped forth her last mouthful and did the same as Eden before patting her chin and setting her bowl and Eden's in both hands to carry them away. Eden met her with a thankful smile and stood to begin.
"If we're all ready..." Eden began. "Yesterday a small team of our crew, along with myself, went to gather the material necessary for repairing our ship. Thanks to our small but capable engineering team, we were able to do so within a timely manner. The cost of the material is no small one, though." Eden looked towards a small volumetric projector in the center of the room near her that began showing an image of a young girl, as short as a humanoid toddler with four wide eyes on her still face. "This is Oleera Boyar. She is a child that has been taken by slaver's for her father's debts. We are to bring her back to her grandmother, safely."
Hoshi took over, "She has been taken to a Kuvexian's facility on a small planet inside Kuvexian territory. The planet is one hour from the border at our safest maximum speeds. It is one part research facility and one part home." As she said this, the image of the child to be saved was replaced by a square-shaped compound. The walls were about forty feet high and on one side of the square walls was a covered rectangular building. "We expect her to be in the home portion of the facility, but we are only guessing with that one. It has an open layout where almost every room in this one story home has gardens or open space just outside of it. We have little information besides what long-range sensors could gather. The research facility," Hoshi said, pointing to the rectangular building, "has a dozen built Kuvexian armors that sensors can read. We can only assume this is a place to build a new line of armors. I usually don't like to assume, but we're already assuming the worst. If we're wrong, it would likely be a very nice surprise."
"Because of that aspect," Eden said, "we can expect resistance if we are noticed. The Mindy 4 gives out heat signatures, even when cloaked- our disadvantage. This is not a Star Army given mission, though it is sanctioned by command. Because of this and because we received this information yesterday, Captain Taiyou and myself want to hear the crew's thoughts and what you think our mode of operation should be. I don't believe there are many questions you could ask that we would have the answers to on this one. We're hoping maybe you have the answers we want. With that said, by the end of this briefing we'll have a solid plan." Eden clapped her hands together gently, "So, thoughts?"
((OOC: Title means "falling leaves"))
Wardroom
The diminutive captain, Taiyou Hoshi, worked hard to clump together a piece of pork cutlet with two curly ropes of egg noodles and bamboo shoots, then brought it to her mouth carefully. Eden spoke next to her, having pushed her bowl of ramen away from herself minutes ago. Dinner was ending soon and the crew briefing was to begin within seconds.
"Are you almost done, then?" Eden asked after Hoshi had nodded at her last proposal. The XO looked around the room to see everyone just about done. Hoshi slurped forth her last mouthful and did the same as Eden before patting her chin and setting her bowl and Eden's in both hands to carry them away. Eden met her with a thankful smile and stood to begin.
"If we're all ready..." Eden began. "Yesterday a small team of our crew, along with myself, went to gather the material necessary for repairing our ship. Thanks to our small but capable engineering team, we were able to do so within a timely manner. The cost of the material is no small one, though." Eden looked towards a small volumetric projector in the center of the room near her that began showing an image of a young girl, as short as a humanoid toddler with four wide eyes on her still face. "This is Oleera Boyar. She is a child that has been taken by slaver's for her father's debts. We are to bring her back to her grandmother, safely."
Hoshi took over, "She has been taken to a Kuvexian's facility on a small planet inside Kuvexian territory. The planet is one hour from the border at our safest maximum speeds. It is one part research facility and one part home." As she said this, the image of the child to be saved was replaced by a square-shaped compound. The walls were about forty feet high and on one side of the square walls was a covered rectangular building. "We expect her to be in the home portion of the facility, but we are only guessing with that one. It has an open layout where almost every room in this one story home has gardens or open space just outside of it. We have little information besides what long-range sensors could gather. The research facility," Hoshi said, pointing to the rectangular building, "has a dozen built Kuvexian armors that sensors can read. We can only assume this is a place to build a new line of armors. I usually don't like to assume, but we're already assuming the worst. If we're wrong, it would likely be a very nice surprise."
"Because of that aspect," Eden said, "we can expect resistance if we are noticed. The Mindy 4 gives out heat signatures, even when cloaked- our disadvantage. This is not a Star Army given mission, though it is sanctioned by command. Because of this and because we received this information yesterday, Captain Taiyou and myself want to hear the crew's thoughts and what you think our mode of operation should be. I don't believe there are many questions you could ask that we would have the answers to on this one. We're hoping maybe you have the answers we want. With that said, by the end of this briefing we'll have a solid plan." Eden clapped her hands together gently, "So, thoughts?"
((OOC: Title means "falling leaves"))