Re: [Mission 9] Tip Of The Spear
Skipping into breakfast with much of her usual incurable cheer, our dependable medic Konoka was lost in thought, for yet another time in the past few days. With a curious wobble to her step, she became aware of the toll her recent actions of late had on her usual (hyper) energy level. Ever the optimist, after a brief nap and hearing orders, she had rushed toward here in hopes of a nutritious breakfast, and the excitement of a new mission. For Konoka at least, it was always good to have a task ahead. The mere thought that her help was required for something drove her to find stores of energy within her.
Breaking into a hyper-ish leap, she realized, blinking, that the old green-haired Taii was back. Chuckling silently, she realized that despite her growth as a member of the Star Army, she really could still be a ditz about the most ridiculous things. She had a feeling of sorts about the 'task' ahead, and, coming to a quick halt-and falling over-grew impatient for a briefing. Konoka's 'worrywart' habit was coming back full force at the lack of handy info.
"I's OK!" said konoka, popping up bouncishly, and quickly retrieved what she believed covered her daily servings of nutrients and a cup of milk, taking an empty end seat in a corner and sipping, scanning the room curiously. Her eyes passed over her 'friends', sending her to more worry, and landed on an empty seat.
Where was Ramiro......?
Then, she thought she remembered something about a new crew member........Smirking, she picked up a slice of bacon and began to plan a 'Welcome to the Ship' ambush.