Cargo Bay
Mitsuko moved down the ramp with the others. The lines and columns reminded her of her training during those first few months of life, dulling her nervousness just slightly with a bit of nostalgia. She hadn't been expecting to march in her Duty Uniform, but the skirt didn't give her too much trouble, thankfully. It was somewhat relaxing to have Junko's marching orders to follow, moving mechanically in response as she tried to calm down. The crowd wasn't helping her relax. Her blush remained firmly in place for most of the walk, not comfortable with so much attention. Did the people gathered here actually know who Murakami Mitsuko was, who any of the crew members were, or were they all here to see Hanako?
The ceremony was familiar, with only a few twists from the last time they'd done this. Of course, Mitsuko wasn't expecting to hear her roommate's name read first. The rank announced after it was even more surprising, the Neko's eyes widening behind her glasses. She almost didn't hear her own name, dimly registering her new rank. She moved to take her new accessories when it was her turn, too distracted to get all sniffly this time. The lack of a hug, which might have been a bit too informal in this public setting, also helped her maintain her composure. Once again she found herself busy thinking, worrying while she sang the ship's song, blinking in slight confusion as the others began milling about.
She couldn't manage more than a weak smile and nod for most of the crew. It was easy for Misato and Bors to find her. "Oh!" She stood up straight as her roommate congratulated her. "Th-thank you, Misato-Heisho." Mitsuko even bowed, still flustered. This was all so confusing for her. Riko didn't seem affected at all, of course. It was strange that he made plans and cancelled them so quickly. Sune's message barely registered, as she stood quietly next to the blue Neko. Murakami noticed her roommate looking around, eyes settling on Takeyu, checking her communicator. Of course. It made sense after a moment. Suzume would be hanging out with the other officers now. "Excuse me, Misato-Heisho..." The Neko bobbed another bow, intending to head out of the Cargo Bay to her cabin. However, the items Sune had already deposited here made her pause.
Mitsuko could use a distraction, and this was good enough. Why was Sune leaving all these boxes for Victory? And what were these others here for? Now she had a moment to examine his message, too, which only made her more curious.