The Resurgence arrived in the Ake system, which was mainly known for being the headquarters of Origin Industries, a company that seemingly tried to make everything for everyone.
YSS Resurgence: Bridge
As the ship slowed from its FTL jump, Gabriela immediately set the sensors to scan the system, casting an electronic net far and wide to pick up any possible anomalies or points of interest.
"We've arrived at the Ake system, Taisa," she reported to Captain Aoba. "No immediate anomalies detected. Local traffic is as expected for this system."
Aoba nodded, "Good, Gabriela. Now, plot a course towards the unexplored Northern space. We'll go at cruising speed and keep the sensors at maximum range."
"Yes, Taisa. Plotting course now," Gabriela responded, her fingers working swiftly over the console.
As the navigator plotted the course, Aoba looked over to Mineko. "Has there been any new intelligence coming in?"
"Yes sir!" Mineko said, not looking up from her console. "There is confirmation from SAINT that the tertiary sensor is out of range, confirming my theory."
"Tertiary sensor?" Aoba repeated inquisitively.
Mineko replied, "To get pinpoint accuracy when triangulating the signal from the Wakaba, we would need three locations to ping the transmission against. Only two have done so and are waiting on a Northerly third location to ping off of. The most liekly cause is the ship is too far North to bounce off of that tertiary sensor. But by intelligence estimates the positioning would be two or three sectors above the Kikyo Sector."
"What definition, as in size, are you using for sector in this case?" Aoba asked. He was the type of leader who always wanted accuracy and detail.
"Mmm," the analyst nodded approvingly, getting a satisfaction out of the line of questioning. "One such as our own, for measurement's sake. Without the Resurgence sending out sensor drones, we'll only know the size of the sectors in front of us once we get there."
"The expanded Kikyo Sector block is 240 Light-Years across," Gabriela helpfully chimed in. "With the Resurgence's hyperspace fold drive we can go about 1 light-year a minute, which means we can cross the sector in 4 hours. If the Wakaba is three Kikyo Sectors away we should be able to arrive in her vicinity in about 12 hours. Naturally things are a little more complicated in practice, but it shouldn't be a problem to reach there. What could be an issue is actually finding them."
Aoba nodded. "Every Star Army ship has a set of matched quantum pair communication plugs for securely communicating with Star Army command and other key facilities over vast distances. Normally half of each pair is stored on the starship and the other is at a Star Army headquarters base, typically at least Nataria and Yamatai, for redundancy. The Resurgence has the pair for the Wakaba aboard and we might be able to use this to talk to them once we get close, even if we're on the other side of the sector," he explained. "Otherwise we will have to keep our eyes and ears open and start asking around, provided we can communicate with the locals."
From under her bangs, Mineko had been looking between Gabriella and then Aoba with inspired enthusiasm. "Whatever it takes, we'll do it to get our people home safely." Her words held the same tone that Aoba would have employed, albeit Mineko's voice. The conviction caught her attention and made her smile slightly as she beamed with pride at where she had come and what she was doing.
On the deck above, crew members were getting in their morning exercise.in the ship's dojo and the VR Room, and some of them were jogging around through the ship's cluttered passageways the best they could with all the extra boxes of food and consumables clogging them up. It was clear the two supply specialists had prepared the ship to be gone for quite some time.
Okimi carried load #7 into the laundry facility on Deck Two and, almost on autopilot, began separating the items out into different piles so everything could be cleaned appropriately. At least this would be the last of the morning washing from this deck. Laundry wasn't exactly the favourite of her duties, but it was certainly one of the most important. The caretaker dreaded to think about how crew morale and performance would sharply decline without a steady supply of clean and impeccably folded clothes and bedding!
Poppy popped into the laundry room carrying a load of medical lab clothing items, including lab coats and several sets of scrubs that were heavily covered in blood stains. "Is there a free machine for these?" she asked Okimi, her bold green eyes making eye contact.
Okimi looked up as she finished the last of the sorting and smiled at the ship's resident medical expert. "Oh, hi!" The caretaker quickly surveyed the laundry room as well as the load in Poppy's arms. "Hmm, tell you what - give me a few seconds to set this lot going..." She quickly and efficiently loaded up the separate piles into the machines and set the necessary programs to activate. "...and how about I give you a hand getting that lot ready for the machine? Most if it looks like it could use a pre-cycle to work on those stains!"
"It just has to be sterile," Poppy shrugged. "I'll defer to your expertise," she told Okimi. "You're new here..what are your first impressions of the crew?"
"Well, I haven't had the chance to get to know everybody yet, even if I think I have now seen all the crew at one time or another." Okimi replied as she automatically reached for the spray bottles dedicated to helping break-down stubborn stains. Grabbing a spare basket, the caretaker spread out the first set of scrubs and spraid over the worst of the stains. Leaving the chemical wonder-spray to do its work, she dropped them into the new basket and reached for the next item. "However, so far, I am highly impressed with everyone's dedication - I don't think I have seen anyone give less than their all towards whatever it is they are doing." She paused, tilting her head and chuckled lightly. "Why, even Yoshiro-san was creating guilt for himself with a hundred percent of his focus, back after his unfortunate incident in the previous mission."
"Yeah, I'm just glad we managed to pull the rescue off. A lot of other things could have gone wrong," the medic replied to her caretaker coworker. "I suppose I was a bit pessimistic but after that I thought it was basically done. It's a good thing we, as a crew, don't give up easily, especially the captain. He's always telling us that giving up is not a Star Army value," Poppy explained.
"Oh yeah, Aoba-taicho is the best!" Okimi nodded to herself. "He really knows his ship and his crew. I was helping with damage-control during those last two battles and I'm convinced a lesser commander would have lost the ship doing what the Captain did." The caretaker looked a little sorrowful. "I actually felt a little incompetent by comparison, especially when there was nothing I could do to help the injured. About all I was really good for was shining a torch and making notes on the damage we had taken." Absentmindedly, she reached over and patted the wall of the laundry room as if to reassure the ship that everything was better now.
"Well, Okimi, you shouldn't be so hard on yourself. Everyone has a role to play in the ship, and each role is as important as the other. Besides, we all have moments of feeling inadequate or unsure.That's just part of being a person," Poppy said with a gentle smile, hoping to comfort the caretaker. "That said, we've just begun our journey and there's plenty of time to learn new skills. Don't hesitate to ask if you're interested in learning more about the medical field or anything else for that matter. We're all here to help each other. As a matter of fact, I was considering holding a basic first aid seminar for the crew. What do you think of the idea?"
Okimi smiled widely. "That would be AWESOME!" She had to throw her hands up for emphasis. "During leave I studied a bunch of short courses to try and learn some useful skills, but I would really enjoy picking up some medical skills." The caretaker shrugged. "I know I'm still new - heck, its only a few days over a year since I was created and nearly all of that has been spent on training or leave. But, I'm willing to learn whatever I can to help the Resurgence and her crew as much as I can. I'm no pilot, warrior or engineer and certainly no medic, but I can do what I can to make sure that those who are, can do what they do without being weighed down with needless worries!"
"I'm glad you think so, Okimi. I'll make a note to organize the seminar soon." Poppy responded, giving Okimi an approving nod. "And I think the crew is lucky to have someone as dedicated as you."
She really tried not to blush, but Okimi failed. For some reason, she had always been able to give compliments, but just found it so difficult to receive them. Maybe because she always felt there was more she could be doing and consistently fell short of that expectation? "Thank you, Poppy-san!" The caretaker bowed her head to the medic before returning her attention to preparing the medical supplies for a wash.
Yoshiro was practicing hand to hand in the dojo, anxious for the mission to start. Since he had heard that they were going to rescue fellow soldiers, he wanted to make sure that he was ready.
Yuri silently watched as Yoshiro trained, observing him with her new medically trained eyes for any physical issues as he practiced his hand to hand. Yuri wasnt trained for the mind, that she knew would be left to Okimi but physically goodness gracious.
Yoshiro was doing some shadow boxing against imaginary assailants when he noticed someone watching him. He gave a polite wave and smiled. "Hello there." He said.
Yuri smiled and waved back, before she moved towards him, getting a closer look. "hiya Yoshiro-chan, been a while since we last spoke." she said and gentlly lifted her hand. "may i feel your muscles?' she asked knowing that it was the polite thing to ask. She wondered if he remembered her, or recognized her since she was wearing a uniform.
He blushed but he flexed his bicep. "Didn't we see each other at the Hanami festival? " He asked.
Yuri smiled as he responded to her words. "true' she said and gently felt his muscles. "hmm.. your muscle tone is good, very good" she commented before she moved her hands. "i think what you have been doing is doing well, for your body, keep it up!" she said.
Yoshiro nodded and went back to his workout. "Just like to keep myself in shape. " He said with a grin.
Yuri smiled back at him, and moved into position beside him. "it is good for you to do so, but you dont need little young me to say that' she said as she began doing some exercising.
"So, what did you think of the Hanami festival?" He asked Yuri.
A few of the 'lower decks' crew were present in the dojo as well, including Wong Caihong and Miyagawa Taro, both technicians typically on the night shift. As Yuri and Yoshiro talked, they could see Caihong flip Taro on his back with a judo throw. He landed on a mat with a loud thwap sound. "Ow..."
Yuri grinned"it was the most amazing thing ever!" she said "I got to meet new people make friends, including.. a cannibal lady at least I think she's a cannibal, but the food was yummy!" Yuri said with a childlike wonder in her voice before she became distracted by the technicians. "whoa! be careful, you two!" she couldn't stop herself from saying, though she was certain that they were skilled enough to not get seriously hurt.
"Nice throw. Where did you train?" Yoshiro asked.
"Who, me?" Caihong asked. "I went to Fort Victory just before it became a Reserve Center," she told Yoshiro. Caihong was a cute-faced asian woman with purple hair styled in odango-style buns. She had big brown eyes and a warm smile.
"Well, that was very well executed. You had some very good trainers." Yoshiro complimented
Meanwhile Taro got up, "I'm pretty sure she knew martial arts before she joined up," he laughed.
Yuri watched the interactions between them and grinned. "i'll say, she looked amazing doing that. Kinda similar to what mom tried to trrain me in.
Caihong blushed a little at Yoshiro's compliment. "Thank you. My family's been involved in the military for generations, so I learned a lot growing up. But I was always a geek and into math so I went into starship power systems and propulsion."
"Nothing wrong with doing whatever makes you happy. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise." Yoshiro said and smiled at the two techs. "The only person who can determine what path they take is you."
Yuri nodded "yeah, he's right, mom wanted me to be a ranger, but I chose a different path for myself" she said/
Yayoi Running Course
Yayoi silently vaulted over a box as she ran through a passageway she'd specifically chose for its number of clutter. She thought it would be good for her exercise. stomp! huah! The Giretsu-trained Ranger ran
As Yayoi sailed over the box she also leapt over Beryl, who was squatting over another box getting some jars of praline pecans for Rossa.
Yayoi blinked when she spotted Beryl at a corner of her yellow eye. This caused her to gasp, as she not only sailed over the box but Beryl as well.
Beryl let out a squeak as she looked up to see Yayoi sailing over her. She stood up quickly, nearly dropping the jars she was holding. "Oh, Yayoi! You gave me quite a startle. Please be careful when you're running about."
Yayoi nodded her head. "yeah, sorry about that, Beryl, I thought this would be the perfect course to run, and didn't see you"
Beryl shook her head and smiled. "That's alright, Yayoi. I'm just getting some supplies. But I'll be more aware of my surroundings next time. Don't let me stop you from your exercise."
Yayoi nodded her head. "Keep up the good work.. and good to see you again," she couldn't help but comment.
Beryl pulled out an orange-red bottle of a hot sauce that said RECTAL INFURIATOR on it from another box. "Oh, who snuck this onboard? I don't remember ordering this," she rubbed her chin.
"is that.. that famous hot sauce I've been hearing about?" Yayoi asked "I've been hearing about that." she said a little uncomfortably.
"It sounds like a torture tool," Beryl laughed as her eyes glided over the label. "I guess it's one way to prove your stoicism?" Beryl tossed the hot sauce bottle to Yayoi. "Take it with you for later," she giggled, "There's a whole carton of them...even though the label says you only need one drop to become, quote, traumatized."
Yayoi nodded her head. "yup, could be, anyways I'll go back to my run, keep up the good work" she said and turned from Beryl and took off running, after she caught the bottle. "thanks for the bottle"
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OOC: JP by Wes, Charaa, Cowboy, Ame, Yuuki, Yoshiro Tanaka, iaincarter