With their supplies inventoried and their skills sharpened, the team gathered once more in the center of the lounge. They began packing their backpacks, each person methodically organizing their gear.
Clara was triple-checking her tablet and spare power cells, her face a mask of concentration. Rosa was carefully rationing the food and water, making sure each pack had enough for at least three days, along with a generous helping of the "strategic" chocolate bars. Sera was performing a final check on her rifle and the team's medical supplies, her movements efficient and precise.
Jin packed his own bag, his mind focused on the journey ahead. He packed light, taking only the essentials: extra energy cells for his baton, a med-kit, and three days' worth of rations. He also took a moment to strap the baton securely to his hip, its weight a comforting presence.
