Editing KSGU:Volume 7 Chapter 2 (section)

===Part 12===

“…Anyway, first, we have to calm down in this kind of situation.”

Otto Midas picked up the red tea cup poured from the room staff officer as he looked at every person in the eyes and said. All the key personnel of the “Nahel Argama”, including those under First Officer Liam Borrinea, gave him depressed looks.

“It’s been 2 weeks and 4 days since we’re ordered to standby on orbit around Earth. I understand that all of you may feel anxious, and it’s inevitable that there are disputes amongst yourself, but as the leaders of each department, you should remain calm even when taking action. The most important thing is to prevent any actions that will cause unrest amongst the crew and to conduct ourselves well…alright, drink up. This is a high-class red tea I finally managed to get. Forget everything as you’re here, and let’s enjoy this elegant tea time.”

The full leaves from Quartier Latin, giving off a lavender aroma, were almost all used up, and Otto would have to endure with drinking using the bland tea bags until he was allowed back to “Luna II”—no, until he was allowed to return back to “Londenion” in side 1 and dine with his wife in the officer’s residences. ''At least taste it properly there,'' he swallowed his grumbling that was about to come out from his throat, and took a sip from the tea cup. Everyone else then followed Liam, still showing no emotion, and slowly reached for their teacups.

Nobody was smiling at all. It had been half a month since the “Laplace” battle ended, and they were in orbit around Earth for more than half a month, so naturally, they did not have the mood to relax and drink tea. ''How long until we can return back to the port? How does the Senate Council intend to deal with us?'' The emotions that were building up for the past two weeks were about to explode from this silence, and a heavy atmosphere, far from elegance, descended upon them. At this moment, there was a notification alarm from the bridge, and every turned to the communication panel on the wall.

(Captain, there’s an emergency message.)

Mihiro Oiwakken’s tense voice overlapped with the sound of a certain person putting down his teacup violently. Otto however was not concerned by that sound as he glanced aside to look at everyone, who were looking at the communication panel excitedly, “Read it out.” and answered with a calm tone. He personally believed deep in his heart that he was definitely panicking in his heart more than anyone else, but he still had to react calmly. No matter where the message came from, what kind of information it contained, it was imperative that he was to show his flair as a captain and accept it calmly. He used his fingers, which would tremble if he relaxed in the slightest, to hold onto the teacup, and took the bland red tea to his lips,

(Yes. From the “Ra Cailum”, to the “Nahel Argama”. Our ship is currently fighting against Zeon remnants in Torrington Base, need reinforcements. Open the direct communication line ASAP. That’s all.)

Before Mihiro finished her words, Otto spat out all the red tea in his mouth.