Re: [Mission 9] Tip Of The Spear
"I'm so very happy to meet you, as well, Nacayacesen-Hei-Try not to get yourself or the rest of the ship too banged up, though, for me, 'kay? I'll begin the machine's job, then. Just relax, it won't take long-umm, incidentally, what was your occupation before this, again? I don't mean to pry-Ah yes, you mentioned mining back at the briefing-Silly me, I've never had much room in my head for details like that-I can be such a spazz!" she sighed, smiling, and shaking her head. At least pretend you can be serious, Miyazawa! Pay attention-you know better by now. This is your best type of work-don't daydream, now! she lectured herself. It was true, though, at least-Konoka was pretty mucha genius at this, a regular wizard of medical work. She'd get it done-she had better not act so much like a spazz, now, especially in front of new crew-her newest 'friend'.
"Sorry, being overly garrulous again, aren't I? It's none of my business, really-Let's just let the machine take it from here, it's ready to go." Dropping her so-usually-effervescent, and energetic, tone, she continued, "It's fascinating, to me, though-the idea of a personal history." Touching an obnoxiously obvious, prominent-in size- neko ear, she continued, "My service for the YSS Eucharis is pretty much IT for me-nothing much before-heh.....Anyhoooo.....A bit of discomfort is expected, depending on how old you are, and how eventful your life is-That's more important, I think, anyways. Alright, this won't take long,so, here we go......"
Smiling at the thought of her own sentiment, a bit vainly, she reminded herself, in a resolution of ethic theory, that the 'eventful' part was comforting-but her own worth, as always, was measured-at least by her, as she saw it-by simply how helpful she could be, at any time,granted. What she thought of it, really, had never mattered to her. She was happy to simply assist, and really, 'help'-people who she should, really. As she would. But she was forgetting something, again...."Ah."
"Nacayasen-Hei, since you are new, I should get a scan of you, via the PMS-1, whilst you're here, at least.....It'll help me with diagnosis, if you DO get hurt, later...at least....." she trailed off, lost in thought...once more. For once more, she had the strangest sense, she hoped would not be proven just as true again,that someone she knew-this one, or any of her friends, really-would be hurt, once again.
Well, she'd help them, just as she always had-that was Konoka. This 'sense' did so often come true, that it was becoming more than a 'sense', but a knowledge she che could both foresee and dread-but in the moment it did, she would help them-once more. If you saw something coming-you could just do something about it, more then! She was Konoka, and that as how she measured things-as she always had, and once more.
Konoka was never entirely useless-Konoka was a helper.