Rixxikor Village
Umeshu was indeed glad to see the Telemachus V touching down at the village outskirts and the hatch opening wide, as she was the first Neko to step inside and give the pilot a respectful greeting and relieved smile. "Arigato, Yamashiro-shoi. You're quite the pilot to get here so quickly... it is no wonder Hanako-shosho puts so much faith in you."
With that, the operation went from uneasy humanitarian aid/diplomacy to one of straight forward logistics. The purple-skinned officer flexed her muscles and began to help Lime and Mango to drag the grills and flamethrower fuel bottles back into the cargo area of the shuttle. It was quite shocking when the refrigerated crate they had moved via cargo hook was inspected and all of the food was gone... a testament to both how hard the ship's cooks worked and how numerous and insatiable the hunger of the Rixxikor truly was. Murakami-heisho was likely not going to be pleased at how much their stocks had ben depleted.
Umeshu also made sure that Bjarnson-hei came aboard with his FARS drone not far behind, and gave a parting honorable salute to the Rikugun Neko detachment that had provided security, instructing them to withdraw from the village itself and to keep a lookout for trouble.
With all that done, the purple-skinned Shoi found a seat to strap herself into and closed her eyes in meditative thought, letting the stress of dealing with the bug men ebb away until they arrived back aboard their home ship. Dispensing the expensive Lorath wine to the aliens made a part of her hanker for a nice, sweet, warm drink as well.