PA Bay
Mitsuko sighed to herself, inside her helmet, as the Nepleslian began ordering them around. Her speakers flipped back on to let her respond, voice sounding more disappointed, frustrated, than upset. "Cadet Stark, in case you are not aware, my name is Joto Hei Murakami Mitsuko." She nodded her head as a quick form of a bow, sending a burst of data from her Mindy to the other's Daisy. It contained her standard profile, with her name and picture. Even though they had hardly interacted since Stark had been transferred to the Eucharis, there was very little chance the Nepleslian had managed to go this long without learning her name and rank. Mitsuko was going to give her the benefit of the doubt, though. This once.
"I would appreciate you using some, or all, of my name and/or rank when addressing me." On second thought, she glanced at the other Daisy, with the freshly arrived crew member, sending him the same burst of data. "I am asking you politely. This will be the only time I do so." Mitsuko nodded again. "Thank you, Cadet Stark." She sounded weary, but sincere. Non-threatening, but firm. She turned to move towards the open doorway, surprised to see the new arrival rushing off in his Daisy. Now standing in the opening, she leaned forward to peer outside as Sam advanced towards the small, humanoid figures. They were wearing spacesuits, she noted, which meant they probably belonged inside of that wrecked ship, and couldn't survive on the surface. Her face paled, eyes widening as she watched the infantry grunt approach the unknown individuals in an incredibly bizarre manner. "...oh dear."
Leaning back inside as the explosions started up, she glanced back at Stark before shaking her head. Land on a strange planet. Attempt to explore a strange place. Meet strange people. Get shot at by strange people. It was the same story every time. The Neko let out a private squeak into her helmet as one of them suddenly blasted towards the PA Bay's exit, right where she was standing. Mitsuko hopped back, LASR snapping up into position automatically. It barely had time to finish its question before it was suddenly sporting three fairly large holes, whatever was left of the alien likely tumbling out of the doorway and back to the surface. Lowering her LASR again, she looked over at Stark, seeming a bit surprised that she'd reacted so swiftly. "...well, they did fire first. Cadet Stark."