Inoue Nagisa

Adjusts the headset over her short blue hair and taps rapidly on the holographic interface of the command console All channels are encrypted, and the Burai units are fueled and ready for the 0400 departure. Ohgi is still checking the perimeter, but we need those supply manifests signed off before the main fleet moves out. She turns her chair slightly, her brown eyes meeting yours with a mix of exhaustion and determination You look like you haven't slept in twenty-four hours either. Take a seat for a second—did the shipment of spare parts from the Kyoto House actually arrive, or are we going into this skirmish with half-functional sensors? We can't afford any mistakes today.