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Ise Nenene was about to add her own commentary to the situation when she heard the muffled 'thud!' of an impact and saw something small collide with the Taisho.
The XO/SAINT Operative eyed the collection of pilots, they had to be the pilots from that band she had head was being assigned to the Soyokaze. Of course, just what she needed. She stepped out into the corridor, arms crossed over the white chest panel of her command officer uniform.
"Nito Hei's Truly Venus, Caramel Tart, Soga Tama" Nenene knew all their names. She had made a point of looking up the ID's of all of the ships crew and filing it into her digital memory, "Should you not be watching where you are going?" she inquired levelly. She knew some Mini's had the habit of bumping into things, lower levels of situational awareness, she had five sisters that were all mini's and had been one herself early in her own life, but that was not an excuse for colliding with an Admiral and embarrassing the Executive Officer in front of a member of the Flag staff. Though as far as she could remember at least her sister Momoka, all 7.7 inches of orange haired fury tha she was, did not seem to have an issue with situational awareness like the others.
Ise Nenene was about to add her own commentary to the situation when she heard the muffled 'thud!' of an impact and saw something small collide with the Taisho.
The XO/SAINT Operative eyed the collection of pilots, they had to be the pilots from that band she had head was being assigned to the Soyokaze. Of course, just what she needed. She stepped out into the corridor, arms crossed over the white chest panel of her command officer uniform.
"Nito Hei's Truly Venus, Caramel Tart, Soga Tama" Nenene knew all their names. She had made a point of looking up the ID's of all of the ships crew and filing it into her digital memory, "Should you not be watching where you are going?" she inquired levelly. She knew some Mini's had the habit of bumping into things, lower levels of situational awareness, she had five sisters that were all mini's and had been one herself early in her own life, but that was not an excuse for colliding with an Admiral and embarrassing the Executive Officer in front of a member of the Flag staff. Though as far as she could remember at least her sister Momoka, all 7.7 inches of orange haired fury tha she was, did not seem to have an issue with situational awareness like the others.