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RP: 5th XF [NovaCorp-MFY] Koyanagi Mayumi Returns: Setting up Shop

Kim

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Mayumi Koyanagi had spent the last few months in the Kohana Cloud finalizing the details for the newest NovaCorp subsidiary, Motoyoshi Fleet Yards (MFY). With everything in place she had arranged for the movement of assets to the Jiyuu system, already several of the more wealthy colonists were placing orders. However, it was her own family which would be responsible for most of the coming order volume. The Motoyoshi Clan had the need for a more privatized fleet, to satisfy their non-military related goals.

Mayumi sat in the Overseer Quarters, on board one of the five Hephaestus that were heading to Jiyuu, sipping a cup of tea looking over the most recent publications of a small time scientist based out of Kohana Cloud; she had become part of a different niche in Yamataian society now, abandoning essentially all she had pursued as an Admiral in the Star Army.

Ma’am we are ready to leave the cloud, Kip sends his best wishes.

She looked up, setting the article down, she responded to the communication. “Wherever your ready Thomas.”

Mayumi sighed, she had some apprehension about returning to the Fifth Expeditionary Fleet, at least now she was not active military, and will not have to stick to some kind of formal policy. She got up, shedding her bathrobe and headed into the shower.

She had taken a Yamataian body upon retirement, it did little to subdue her perfection however, her slender but slightly curvy body had tight sculpted tummy, her boobs perfectly perky and rounded-keeping their shape even without any support. She undone the clip holding up her blue hair and stepped into the shower.

When she stepped in a volumetric screen opened inside the shower, music flooded the room. Face paced techno, likely some recent hit from the home world had her dancing as the water fell. Moving to the beat she soaped her body, bubbles flying everywhere even outside of the shower. It was any man’s wet dream, her naked body lathered in soap moving elegantly to the flow of the music—not exactly the image any of her former subordinates would have,

After her shower she stepped out nearly slipping on the wet soapy floor, wrapping a towel around herself she had the AI open a channel to Thomas. “So, what is going on—we ready to leave yet?”


The thin, gaunt and energetic frame of Thomas Mazu appeared on the volumetric screen, angular features cropped by long untamed turquoise hair and he spoke with the enthusiasm which marked his professional career, "Most certainly, ships ready, custodians ready, every-thing's prepared and ready for immediate FTL travel. All we require is your authorization, Lord Director." Thomas referred to her with one of the informal titles that were used in the chaotic organizational structure of NovaCorp.


Mayumi said to Thomas "Well then, I will meet you at the airlock for the Amphion in a few minutes." She said dropping the towel, to reach for a pair of panties slipping them on. She then reached for a bra. "So you nervous?" She asked, knowing how much of a legend his brother Todd had been to the 5th, and that no doubt there would be at least a comment made in that regard.


"Well we're leaving the complete safety of Kohana for a position near the front lines, so yes - a little. But I have confidence in NovaCorp machinery and your leadership, Lord Director." Thomas replied earnestly, flicking an errant lock of hair away from his eyes, "I'm sure you won't lead us into situations we can't handle."


"Certainly, would you like it English, Earl Grey or with some variety of supplement ... Mayumi?" Thomas replied, carefully trying out his superiors first name, having been far more comfortable behind the earlier formalities, "NovaCorp does seem to be naturally associated with coffee, but as long as you keep the tea machines from Ephesus' attention every thing's fine." At this point he gave a wry smile as he made his way to the gallery, the moving volumetric screen showing his (rather clean) laboratory coat over a smart suit - his idea of formal dress.
 
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