"Resolve" part 03 of 03: Epilogue.
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garde723After the pilots took off to their mission, Izana found they had free time since, for once, they were not on the support and defense team kept on hand for any sortie. They decided now might be the perfect time to inquire with the mechanics about Nagate's garde unit, the Tsugumori. Izana's inquires brought them to the attention of Sasaki, the head of Toho Industries, the company currently in charge of repairing and developing the garde units and other weapons of Sidonia; which was both a good thing and a bad thing.
A good thing because if anyone could help, it'd be the head of Toho Industries.
A bad thing because Sasaki cut an imposing figure. Standing taller than most men, she was brash and too the point, and often would yell rather than speak. A habit likely developed on the production floors.
"Sasaki-san...,"Izana began to said with a bow.
"I haven't got time for formalities, cadet. I've got untis coming back here soon. And knows those pilots, those untites will need repairs. So speak up or get out of my way!"
"Yes, Sasaki-san," Izana nearly squeaked. "I am sorry to bother you. I was hoping I might inquire about any oddities with the Tsugumori. Obviously the unit isn't here but if there was records from it's last mission I could look over?"
"Records are kept with command. We didn't have to remove the comm unit though, got badly damaged. You're welcome to look it over, but that's all I've got. Everything else was scrapped or is out there likely getting damaged. These pilots never thing of us mere mechanics while they're out there fighting. Would it be too difficult -- Hitomi! WATCH THAT TORCH! YOU WANT TO BLOW US ALL UP?!? -- to try not to damage the units? I tell you..."
"If you could point me towards the comm unit?" Izana asked after nearly jumping out of their skin when Sasaki yelled.
"Over there," Sasaki said with a thumb jabbed over their shoulder. "Now, I've work to do."
Izana bowed, but the older woman had already dismissed Izana from her mind.
A good thing because if anyone could help, it'd be the head of Toho Industries.
A bad thing because Sasaki cut an imposing figure. Standing taller than most men, she was brash and too the point, and often would yell rather than speak. A habit likely developed on the production floors.
"Sasaki-san...,"Izana began to said with a bow.
"I haven't got time for formalities, cadet. I've got untis coming back here soon. And knows those pilots, those untites will need repairs. So speak up or get out of my way!"
"Yes, Sasaki-san," Izana nearly squeaked. "I am sorry to bother you. I was hoping I might inquire about any oddities with the Tsugumori. Obviously the unit isn't here but if there was records from it's last mission I could look over?"
"Records are kept with command. We didn't have to remove the comm unit though, got badly damaged. You're welcome to look it over, but that's all I've got. Everything else was scrapped or is out there likely getting damaged. These pilots never thing of us mere mechanics while they're out there fighting. Would it be too difficult -- Hitomi! WATCH THAT TORCH! YOU WANT TO BLOW US ALL UP?!? -- to try not to damage the units? I tell you..."
"If you could point me towards the comm unit?" Izana asked after nearly jumping out of their skin when Sasaki yelled.
"Over there," Sasaki said with a thumb jabbed over their shoulder. "Now, I've work to do."
Izana bowed, but the older woman had already dismissed Izana from her mind.