Med Bay
Since the departure of the grand ship YSS Soyakaze, the decidedly water themed Nekovalkyrja medic had been familiarizing herself with the second lab in the medical bay, and of course taking inventory. The last thing they needed when heading out on a new mission was a lack of medical supplies. True, the Nekovalkyrja body was extremely resilient, and could recover from almost any injury thanks to their regenerative abilities, with the Type 33, like Rain herself, being notably skilled at said task, not all the soldiers of the Empire of Yamatai were Neko. And there were limits to what even the Type 33 could regenerate.
Yes, death was hardly a permanent problem anymore, thanks to Soul Transfers, but it still removed a soldier or, far worse, an officer from active duty until a new body could be grown for their soul and memories to be downloaded into. It was an inconvenience that could easily hamper, or even cripple, how a ship functioned. That was one of the chief reasons the Star Army still employed medics on the front lines, rather than simply allowing a soldier to regenerate on their own, or be reborn in a new body.
Well, that and the deep traumas and psychoses that tended to follow after having gone through several deaths.
With everything in Lab #2 checked out, Nunagawa strolls over to Lab #1 where her colleague Meiko had apparently set up shop, and already performed her first physical and ST procedure. Smiling as she tucks a rogue strand of dark blue hair back into it's proper place, her eyes wander over the second lab, as well as Meiko.
"Everything good in here?"