Anastasia had been quietly standing there near the back of the group nearby the few close friends she had. She was still awkwardly dressed in her Type 35, eyeing the room they were in, and its impressive style.
Once she had entered the hotel lobby at the front of the pack, Mitsuko had hurried forward to briefly speak with some sort of manager.
Several carts containing the crew's luggage were wheeled past them and into a nearby elevator while she swiftly handled the business of checking in.
The Logistics Neko rejoined the group just in time to be approached by one of the young, anxious Neko.
Mitsuko was, as was expected, in charge of the rough and tumble group of Kaiyō crew members on their vacation. Eden herself had asked it off the logistics Neko to do so and Deio Asuka peeled herself away from wanting to talk with Hanna in order to poke Mitsuko. She realized that wasn't such a good idea midway through the poking action and let her finger fall to her side.
"Mitsuko, what should we do next? Eden said she paid for all of the rooms and that the third floor is reserved for all of us. Should we go up there or go out on the town?" Asuka wasn't expecting Mitsuko to reply to her. It was more of a question for Mitsuko to tell the entire group the answer to. And, so, she took a few steps back, towards Muyomi and began chatting with her, asking if she liked the way she held the giant red umbrella in the wedding earlier that evening.
"Our belongings are being delivered to our assigned rooms as we speak. You can check with the Front Desk when we return to receive your key. I have confirmed that our identities are on file.
Today, and for the next week, I am not an officer, or your team leader.
However, I am experienced in the ways of this planet. Even considering my age." She had a somewhat sour expression for a brief moment. "...I expected more of you would be..." Her eyes drifted from the Neko to the few older Minkan, not to mention their winged and scaled comrades. "...younger." Mitsuko shook her head, pushing away her concerns and brightening her expression.
"I have several activities planned for today, designed to ease you into your experience on Hanako's World, and vacationing in general.
The rest of the week will be yours to enjoy, although I will be available to assist if needed." Which, again, made more sense for Yoshida and the other Neko than it did for some of the naturally grown crew members.
"Of course, if you are already confident in your own plans - like some people" Mitsuko didn't name names, but at least one crew member was conspicuous in their absence. "-you are free to come and go as you please. It is called 'liberty' after all."
She smiled and gave a shallow bow to the group, and then began to...undress?
The sweater and dress she had been wearing after the end of the festivities on Yamatai were quickly shed and squirmed out of, expertly folded and tucked into a large bag carried over one shoulder. One bare shoulder. The traditionally formal, reserved Logistics Neko was wearing an orange, frilled and flowery swimsuit with matching sarong featuring orange and yellow sunflower patterns. She'd even been hiding sandals under her long skirt. A large, floppy sunhat was produced from the bag and plopped onto her head, tinted glasses replaced with dark cat eye sunglasses.
"Now, who would like to go shopping? I believe most of you will require swimsuits, towels, footwear, casual wear and other personal supplies. I do not mean to brag, but I am very good at shopping." She smiled. It was likely true, considering her occupation. "Oh...and today's activities are my treat, of course."
Anastasia perked up at Mitsuko's shopping offer, and just now noticed the clothing change. She looked around before raising her hand, "I'd like to go."
"Yeah, I think I'll come with..." Arb-Arb took a couple steps forward, testing the proverbial waters. She really hadn't gotten invested in the water-based outfits during her time in Kyoto, although the smol had at least managed to pick out something less formal than the Type 35. A nondescript white shirt mixed with a cream skirt let her minute body shine just slightly as opposed to fading into the background like usual.
"Although I'm not sure if they have anything really uh, designed to work with us." She looked up at Anastasia, still clearly taken aback by the technician's not-broken wing.
"I will also be participating in this gathering of assets, Murakami-Hei" was the Nekovalkyrja's toneless, soft-yet-steeled reply.
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