Planet Yamatai
Star Prefecture
Temple of the Stars
Below the surface, the busy soldiers and civilians could detect a soft trembling of the ground beneath and the temple surrounding them. A familiar whine and hum. A muffled but solid thud, followed by creaking and settling above them. Then, things were still and quiet again. As far as most of them could tell.
"Teien-Taii, this is Santo Juni Murakami Mitsuko, Logistics, reporting. As acting Captain of the YSS Tsuchibuta, I am here to assist with the final stages of Project Star Princess. Transport will be waiting for your team on the surface. Do you require any assistance decamping and retrieving any remaining sensitive equipment from the designated temporary base of operations? I have been allocated a small team of Logistics personnel to aid with our departure. All luggage and personal effects belonging to your team have already been stowed on board along with the Raccoon shuttle Circe III. Awaiting further orders, Captain."
Mitsuko walked to the end of the ramp of the
Courier 2B Star Army Freighter as it unfolded and extended to the snow-covered surface of the island, her calm, clear voice a pleasant and untroubled near monotone, continuing through her introductory spiel while politely ignoring any immediate replies or hails from others in the area. She had her orders and she wasn't concerned with other interruptions at the moment. The slightly plump Neko seemed likewise mostly unconcerned with the cold, thanks to the thick, furry hat and plush white coat she was wearing.
Her eyes dimly shone behind her tinted glasses as she looked across the snowy expanse...but, honestly, the datapad in her gloved hands held more interest to her. She was double-checking all of the items her temporary crew had collected and loaded in Ralt, insuring their belonging had been properly stowed in assigned quarters on board the cargo ship. Mitsuko had humbly surrendered the Captain's Suite to Eden, although she had made sure to assign herself a room without any roommates. Some of the names they had been provided were unfamiliar to her, but she'd done her best to group them as seemed fitting, without further information like rank or description to go on. Hopefully this 'Chlorate' person would not mind rooming with fellow new arrival 'Hoshi' for instance. She did feel somewhat pleased that William seemed to have another civilian, this Mark, to room with.
"All hands, prepare to take on new passengers. Ready the Cargo Bay to receive equipment and clear the designated areas." Murakami lifted her eyes from the pad, twisting back to look at the
Circe III parked nearby, surrounded by many different sized Standard Starship Cargo Containers, with neat, tidy and exceedingly straight aisles formed between them. Several orange-paneled Logistics personnel began to emerge from the sea of dull, grey boxes to rush towards the ramp, dressed in standard Star Army cold weather gear in comparison to the short Neko's rather out of place plush parka. She quietly smiled to herself as she turned again to face outwards, watching and waiting.