The power armor entered one of Hotaru's many bays, coming to a halt as the pilot disengaged their CFS. The black, and red striped armor landed on the deck with the dull 'clank' of metal meeting metal. A technician came trotting up as the pilot began removing the helmet from their head. Once the helmet was off the technician took it, and bowed.
"Have a good run ma'am?" She asked, holding the helmet under an arm as she lifted herself from the deep bow. The pilot shook her head, getting the silver, and dark blond streaked hair out of her face. Her sapphire blue eyes looked to the technician and she merely nodded.
"Yes, but the armor is running a little sluggish." She replied. The technician blinked, nodded, and then bowed.
"I will get right on it Tomori-Shosho."
Rina nodded at this, and waited for the armor to open itself up. She then exited, and walked to a nearby table, and donned a clean and pressed uniform. She then fixed her belt about her waist, and her rank pin on her chest. The Shosho sighed as she opened a volumetric window, checking her 'to-do' list so to speak. Being a Shosho, and the OOD kept her busy most of the time.