It felt weird, not wearing the trench coat that he'd continued to wear even when he had taken a break from his duties as a keeper.  It had been his companion when everyone else was gone, keeping him warm, suffering wear and tear, taking bullets, and practically becoming a second skin to him for years.  But Althalia... Well, he trusted her more than he trusted most people in the universe, save a few others from the old team, so seeing her wearing it felt right, despite the fact that it revealed the rumpled and stained shirt beneath.  Besides it wasn't as if he was cold, not with the horse, billowing steam and warm to the touch, walking beside him.

Jezebel was an old souvenir from the last time that he'd traveled with their old team.  She'd been through a lot with him, just like Althalia, and he couldn't help but draw the comparison in his mind.  Despite the conditions in which they were all coming back together it still felt right and good to be on the dock of a Keeper ship once more.  Had it really been ten years since they had all last seen each other?  Phil knew that every new scar, line in his skin, and streak of gray in his hair would attest to the time that had passed.  Never mind that Althalia and he were both different people, weighted down by the events that drove them away and the time which they had spent apart.

Phil's brows lifted when he was addressed, his eyes fixing on Althalia before he snorted. "I'm sure ol' Jez is happy to see you too, 'Thalia." he muttered, catching his duster and slipping it on, immediately reaching for the crumpled pack of cigarettes and the lighter he kept in one of its many pockets.   He followed her gaze, staring up at the Stream in silence briefly before snorting.  "Gonna be annoyin', as per usual.  Too many damn kids runnin' around fucking with my stuff."

Phil wasn't being completely honest.  If he was being honest, he'd mention how uneasy the whole thing made him feel, how wrong it felt to have a new team despite how much he'd missed being around Althalia and the others.  The ship was wrong, most of the people were wrong, the haunted look in their eyes was wrong, as were the years of wear and tear that weighed down on their shoulders.  He would also have mentioned that the only reason he was there was Althalia; he could never say no to a friend.  Thankfully he didn't need to say any of it, as Althalia voiced his nervousness nice and concisely... And without the expletives.  

"This mean I get ta blow shit up again?" Phil questioned, lighting his cigarette and taking a long drag, the light from the embers highlighting the underside of his hat. "I dunno if it'll be worth the trip if not.  Need a way to get these punks to shit their britches at least once." he flashed Althalia a quick grin, showing he was only partially serious, before striding over and planting his hand on her head, gently ruffling her hair. "You done good... Captain."

It was a little strange to call her that but he knew that she'd earned it.  If anyone did, it was her, after all.  Phil was content to be a foot soldier for the most part: shooting things, saving people, the Keeper business.  Then again he supposed that he probably needed to get used to calling them by their new team name; it would be hard to let go of his old team along with all of the expectations he had for Keepers that the old team had set.

"Thanks for draggin' me back, 'Thalia.  Was in a bit of a sink hole for a decade.  So, what trouble're we gettin into this time?"

Worldship Tower C, Deck 9. To his eyes it was simply amazing. He stood back, watching the crowds around him, surveying and analyzing. He'd been up to the towers before, of course. He helped to build and repair a majority of these ships. But the location made his heart flutter every time. The sound of machines, whirring and running were like music to his ears. Paired with the beauty of the stars it was the most perfect place to just stand and watch.

Taking a deep breath, Exaltare took out his file folder from his canvas messenger bag, sifting through all odds and ends he had almost forgotten to pack. Bags of screws and bolts, loose screwdrivers and circuit boards. Wires having the party of their life, entangled through everything. He managed to extract the files from this mess and searched through the papers for the thousandth time. He had memorized almost every file but his nerves were through the roof. He'd spent all of his years with the keeps at HQ, building and inventing. He had heard stories though, of the people that were being gathered again after so long and his curiosity always got the better of him. So here he was, checking the faces in the photos to the faces of the people one last time before his first ever mission. Yeah. He could do this.

Exaltare took a deep breath as he adjusted his goggles on his face before making his way over to the others. He walked slowly, thinking of what to say when he made it to them, and then suddenly he was there and nothing came out. His brain was in overdrive, utterly amazed but the people in front of. He stared at them for a moment, then took a deep breath and tried again. "Hi."

He blinked, confused buy his completely loss for words, then quickly shook himself, ruffling up his feathers, trying to loosen up just a bit. "Sorry. Sorry I um..." He turned to Althalia and smiled warmly. He wanted to make the best impression he could still. "Exaltare Sywin Lorcheild En'an Zynn. Of course most just call me a shortened version of Exaltare. My Dad called me Ex but whatever you'd like is fine." He held his hand out to her, taking deep slow breaths. "It's a pleasure to meet you Captain."

Well that went swimmingly.

Of the many scions of the Sidhe clan Fionn, Innis Nic Fionn was a woman of mischievous charm. She made no attempt to hide or disguise her pride, back straight and pace steady and she strode down the hall of the docking tower. Other species might take issue with the cold, bitter air, but it reminded Innis of the winter of her home, and no Sidhe of Gulainn would be caught complaining of the weather, especially not a Fionn. Though a human or some other species might see this as a statement of endurance, in truth, the Sidhe were simply comfortable with any sort of conditions, seeing as they lived in wild places. Adaptability and chaos were suited to one another, and any Gulanish bard could tell you that the Sidhe were adept with chaos.

Which made Innis' desire to join the Keepers a peculiar fit. A race as mercurial and chaotic as the Sidhe would seem to want nothing to do with the largest and most powerful lawkeeping organisation in the Collective. In truth, even Sidhe have certain codes by which they abide, though arcane and unintelligible they might seem. The code Clan Fionn lived by was made plain and clear so that their human companions might understand them: Life is to be enjoyed. Innis believed this held true for all, and while a Sidhe might be at peace in a raging storm, that would be no game for any other. The solution was a simple one: Innis got to dive into danger and adventure in her daily life, and in return, the people of the Collective would know peace and be able to live their lives to the fullest.

The thought bought a faint smile to her lips. "I do like the sound of that...."  She thought to herself. "Innis, Guardian of Fun~ Well, maybe something a bit more grand would do the trick... Ah well, either way, this certainly shall not be boring!"  She said to herself, making a mental note to figure out a title later. Innis found a group of people waiting outside of the ship she had been assigned to, The Ladybird. Innis deigned to ignore the dossier of her teammates, reading only the profile of her Captain, and what she needed to find the right place, preferring a pleasant surprise.

The Sidhe gave a flourishing bow, the emerald green patterns on her arms and legs softly illuminating her. "Innis Nic Fionn, reporting to Captain Althalia Saloshin. It is my pleasure to serve~"

-----Location - Keeper HQ Worldship Tower C, Deck 9 - Krux


-----Before Althalia could answer, she found herself being barreled into by her tiny Vice Captain. She beamed brightly as she caught Tsukiya, barely managing to stay up on her feet as he tacklehugged her. "Dude! Tsuki! It's great to see you again!" The captain laughed as she set the Lyn back on his feet between her and the other vet.

-----"I don't know how good I'll be at any of this leadership stuff Capt', but you can still count on me to knock around anyone that tries to lay a hand on our team."

-----A wide grin spread across her face in return as she saluted. "Well, y'won't be the only new leading figure here - was just promoted a few weeks ago, so we're kinda in the same boat, dude," Althalia replied, with a crack of sheepishness in her voice. "Commander Tyler's started us off with a small-scale mission schedule to help ease us an' the new grads into the real stuff, which I'll brief ya' on when most everyone gets here - but let's do our best and make everyone feel welcome, Tsuki!"

-----Tsuki pulling out the file reminded her - she pulled a crystal from her back pocket and released it into the air in front of her. It hovered for a moment quietly and then split in two, opening up a hologram screen with a scrolling roster of Team 6-VZ. She may not be teaching at the Academy for a while, but that was no reason not to report attendance. "You're in luck, Vice Cap'n - here comes the first arrival~"

-----A rather tall Aquilino approached and introduced himself rather awkwardly. "Sorry. Sorry I um...Exaltare Sywin Lorcheild En'an Zynn. Of course, most just call me a shortened version of Exaltare. My Dad called me Ex but whatever you'd like is fine. It's a pleasure to meet you Captain." Althalia felt a little bad for the fellow Iaravine as she returned the hand (claw?) shake; Exaltare was covering it up as best as he could but his rustled feathers told the whole story. After checking off his name on her hologram tablet, she lightly slapped a gloved hand on the engineer's shoulder reassuringly and smoothed out his feathers, responding casually in their mother tongue,

-----"Welcome aboard, Exaltare! I'm Althalia Ivalai Savir Saloshin, House Saloshin - but don't worry 'bout the formalities or anything dude; you're with friends now. You can call me Cap or Althalia, whatever you're more comfortable with, man." She smiled brightly up at the Aquiline as she returned to Collective Standard. It was good to see another Keeper from her world every now and then - it'd been a long while. "Lookin' forward to working with ya'!"

-----Before long, the next Junior stepped forward, this time an elegant-looking redheaded swordswoman with a calm and noble air about her. Junior Keeper Fournier, recently graduated from the Vectus Keeper Academy. Reporting for duty on my first assignment. Reporting to Illustrous Captain Athalia Saloshin. It is a pleasure to meet you and all others on crew... and though I am inexperienced, I hope to get along with everyone."

-----Said Illustrous Captain checked her off and saluted, keeping up her welcoming smile. "'S an honor, Fournier - heard good things 'bout you and your family! No need to worry 'bout the formalities from here on out, though; you can just call me Cap'n or Althalia if you like, and if y'want I'll go by your first name, too. Welcome to your new family away from your family!"

-----After that, Althalia's face began to hurt a little from beaming so much at meeting the new recruits - not that her smile was insincere, of course. When the next recruit stepped up, though, she let her smile drop for a moment in a momentary expression of awe at the Sidhe Keeper's glowing knotwork tattoos. "Innis Nic Fionn, reporting to Captain Althalia Saloshin. It is my pleasure to serve~"

-----"Pleasure to work with ya', Innis!" the captain greeted, shaking her gaze from the mesmerizing inkwork before offering a handshake with a smile and a slight glimmer of curiosity. "Lookin' forward to seein' what you can bring to the team; 've never seen Sidhe in action before, but I've heard stories. Welcome to 6-VZ!"

-----"...Nein Benitez, reporting for duty." It took Althalia a moment to find where the voice came from; she looked down and found the cyborg pilot, maintaining a formal stance as well as his distance. She smiled warmly at him and checked off, before patting the navigator's shoulder reassuringly too, hoping to get him to relax a little.

-----"Welcome to the family, Nein! You'll be working with me and Tsuki on the bridge - looking forward to getting to know ya'!" She nodded to him and then everyone else before checking the tablet again. "Well, since most of us are here..."

-----"Um, excuse me... I, uh, was here the whole time..." came a quiet voice from the back of the new arrivals, close behind Nein and Innis. The cyborg, startled, spun around a little too hard to find the source of the voice, the circuitry under his skin flaring white. Equally startled by the shorter Keeper's response, the cloaked figure jumped and they both fell back, Nein falling with a hard clang on his metal rear and the newcomer with a rustle of loose cloth.

-----The rather boyish-looking woman quickly scrambled to her feet, apologizing profusely as she tried to help him up by his hands. "I'm so sorry! I-I didn't m-mean to-"

-----"No, stop - just - unhand me!"

-----That demand ended up being far more literal than the cloaked Keeper saw coming, as Nein's arms, well - fell off, detaching from his shoulders with a terminating buzzing sound. She looked at the arms she pulled off, then at the man she literally unhanded, then back at the arms, then shrieked tearfully at everyone.

-----Althalia nearly freaked out as well, until she saw the mildly amused look on Nein's face. She planted her face into a hand and gave Nein a scolding look from between her fingers. "... Was that really necessary?" The Captain walked over to the sniffling Junior and patted her back before taking the cybernetic arms and reconnecting the magnets in the wrong sockets so his left was on his right, and his right was on his left.

-----"J-junior K-keep-p-per A-A-Acira Ad-drastos, C-codename Ch-chickenlegs, R-recon, R-r-rep-p-porting for d-duty, C-captain!" the recruit stammered, between shaky sobs. Althalia, suppressing a snort at the nickname, put her hand on Acira's shoulder and hushed her, sizing her up as the Saeculoran courier took in a deep breath to steady herself. Acira's presence felt... not just timid, but nonexistent. It was normal for Keeper agents of the less overt sort to be trained in suppressing their Auras, but hers felt like it'd been reduced to a mere peep, overwhelmed even by the presences of the non-Cyrasili on their team... like a ghost. The captain made a note to herself, as she checked off Acira's name, to keep an eye on her - they would probably lose her easily in a crowd if they weren't careful.

-----"Welp, welcome to the family, Acira - hopefully the rest of our flight will be a little more, ah - comfortable than this, and we're all gonna get along! Right, Mr. Benitez?" It was more of a demand than a question, as she Althalia shot a look at the cyborg. "Right. Anyway! As I was saying, now that most of us are here, I'll brief you on the mission - do me a favor and inform our late teammates when they get here, yeah?"

-----Clearing her throat, she continued, "This is a D-Class mission, so we're not looking at anything too out-there, probably. Should help ya'll get comfortable in the shoes you're 'boutta fill. We'll be headed out for the planet of Mehevae - a vacation planet of sorts, but let's get this straight, guys - we ain't here for a graduation vacation. We'll be investigating a series of abductions that've garnered the attention of international security and, well, us. Details and additional information are available in the Archive through your cabin displays. Two to a cabin - you guys are old enough to figure out who gets top and bottom bunks. We've got a night from takeoff before we get to our destination - so use this time t'get to know your fellow teammates 'fore we arrive."

-----"Other than that, welcome aboard the Ladybird, 6-VZ! I'm Captain Althalia Saloshin - but y'seem like cool dudes, so just call me Althalia if y'like. Some of you might remember me as Professor Saloshin at Academy, and I've no problems with y'all calling me that, either. My specialty is Aviation and..." suddenly stamping her boot, she flipped a previously unseen black hoverboard on the ground into her outstretched hand. "Close-quarters aerial combat. And this dude here is your Vice Captain, Tsukiya - his specialty is making things go boom." She gestured toward the Lyn with a knowing grin. "And he packs a punch. So don't mess with 'im, yeah?"

-----"So, any questions?"

Well, if there was one thing to be said of team 6-VZ it was that they were diverse. Karin had, somewhat erroneously, imagined that the unit she would be assigned to would be a slightly more homogeneous group of serious looking military personnel. Then again, real world is not as simple as that... and her expectations were specially off the mark when it came to a group of Keepers. After all, most of them were Cyrasili... the people who had awakened to their very own and special power. They practically embodied individuality, no matter if they all wore similar styles of dark suits.

Still, despite being in the wrong with her expectations this group, the scion of the Fournier family found herself amazingly at ease with the more relaxed atmosphere around her. Instead of scoffing at the lack of protocol, she found herself comfortable with the ambient set before her... even if she did not exactly relax her posture. A lot of it, she guessed, was due to Captain Althalia. Karin knew from before about the remarkable woman... and the sheer fact that she could be as effective as she was while keeping on such a good mood and try to foster a sense of camaraderie in the new recruits spoke volumes about her character. Yes, this was a person that Karin admired... and meeting her in person did nothing to lessen the respect of Karin.

"I'd be more comfortable calling you Captain Althalia... if you don't mind, madam. However, if you wish you're more then free to call me by my first name... I'm Karin. Karin Christina" says Karin, hands held behind her back... before she looks at the captain with a small smile on her lips "It truly is an honor"

With that, Karin was more than happy to step back a little and remain quiet as other introductions were made. She kept a close eye on everyone and did her best not to let any details about them slip from mind. Then, however, came the time to speak of the mission. Even if it didn't seem like much, Karin was quite interested in the case. Abductions on Mehevae, the resort world where she had spent some of her vacations? What kind of plot could be afoot here? She doubted it was something as trivial as spouses and teenagers going missing for some more forbidden fun... They were specially good at handling such things on Mehevae.

She didn't have any questions right at the moment, but Karin knew she'd have some once she had time to look through the case files on the Archive.

---

"Isn't it a beauty, Lady Adelinde? The towers soaring up into the sky?" asks one of the two humanoid escorts guiding one of the newest individuals to step into the Collective. An escort which Adelinde didn't think was necessary, but to give them points, both of them were quite attentive and well behaved. And like it or not, when you're a representative for an isolationist but promising species, you can expect a small degree of babysitting.

"You people of the Collective never fail to astound with what your claws can create, Augustus" Replies in a soft, pleasant tone a mouth that really doesn't seem capable of such gentle sounds. Then again, Adelinde was specially adept at adapting to the situation... and roars didn't seem to pass of as well out side of her planet as elsewhere. Many things were very different outside of Larnath, the young dragon found. A whole universe, full of all kinds of lifeforms and a seemingly endless supply of bipeds in all kinds of colors. It seemed that evolution at some point seemed to favor that form to some scale... Even in her home planet there were many scattered tribes of such peoples. Then again, it was a little funny to compare the simple and charming clansmen of Larnath with these advanced civilizations... When explaining it to her guides and after some study of their knowledge and customs, she said it would be like stepping out of your hometown, to figure out the rest of the world is being run by highly intelligent kittens.

Still, there was just so many of them everywhere... and given how they built the place, it wasn't exactly adapted to one of her build. Her hosts had done their best to adapt things to her liking and fret about quite a bit about accommodations... which to Adelinde was somewhat funny. For all their efforts, she merely took the room provided for her and slept within for days a time when she wasn't required for some manner or the other. She had not been given freedom to wander around town as she was an important individual... plus, apparently, she may look somewhat intimidating to the populace at large, was unused to their customs and an unwitting diplomatic incident should the wrong thing happen. Thus, Adelinde did what her kind did the best: She adapted herself to the situation and enjoyed long fitful sleep. She was small by the standards of her people and thus, one of the things that gave her a bit of psychological pleasure was being bigger than most of those surrounding her, even despite the fact that she had grown smaller to better accommodate herself to these spaces... though then again, she still had to look up to meet people in the eye and not speak to their crotches.

"Ehehe you flatter us with your words, madam... But yes, right at the top of that tower is the Keeper group that you will be joining for a mission. You'll see, aboard the Ladybird with Captain Saloshin how amazing the Keepers can be" says the human man with obvious pride and admiration for the institution.

However, Adelinde's long pointy ears perked up as she heard his words... and a big of a reptilian smile spread through her lips as she walked by their side. The draconic maiden was about as long as a large alligator, with a bit of length added for her long neck. She reached a bit higher than a grown man's waist in height when she moved on her four legs and had a slender, build to her... a creature of agility instead of pure brute strength, weight and resilience. At the moment her scales were of medium size, though fairly smooth to the touch and quite orderly in appearance with a pretty blue white tone to them... the draconic equivalent of formal, military wear. She had grown her wings quite a bit... letting the membrane remain smooth and soft to wrap around her body in a pale imitation of a cloak of cloth, like the bipeds liked to wear. On the shoulders of both forelegs she had darkened a single scale and surrounded it in pure white in imitation of the color scheme of the Keeper uniforms. She wasn't a member of them, but she liked to think the colored scales may act as a little badge to link her to the group. Finally, right underneath her throat she wore her solo jewelry... a scale grown in crystal, made out of a single massive sapphire given by her people when she set off on her journey.

Adelinde had enjoyed the attention of her hosts... but to be honest, the dragon Cyrasili was quite anxious to move after so much time spent in passivity. Indeed, it was in her very nature to move and be bold... the lazy wyrms were always others when the young dragon was concerned. And the comment of her guide... lets just say her time spent napping and being a good girl may have made them grow too at ease with their charge "I see... so that's where they are..."

Her escorts never saw it coming when her wings suddenly flapped open... the great cloak of membrane suddenly hardening by her power to prepare her for what was to come "It has been a lovely walk gentlemen, and a great stay... but I won't need you to escort me to the ship"

With those words, Adelinde made a mighty leap... and with a snap of her wings she gained further altitude... the wind hitting her face in a way that it hadn't in weeks "I'll get there on my own!" says in an excited cry the dragon as she shoots up towards the sky... dancing in spirals at her reclaimed freedom.

The problem with inquisitive former teammates was that they called late at night, disregarding time differences, and kept asking questions until it was absolutely unreasonable for him to still be awake. The secondary problem was that when he had troubled sleep, his instincts were so strong that he sometimes woke up to find that he'd accidentally fried every electronic thing in his apartment during the night, including his alarm clock. And then he overslept so badly that he had to clean everything up and leave in a rush, buttoning his coat as he ran for the docks. Luckily he packed light and kept all of his important gear close, so even though it would be a bit of a close call, he wouldn't be too late.

He had to admit that this new assignment had him on edge. He'd been assigned to a few ordinary missions since graduating, but this one gave him a bad feeling. Admittedly, he had a bad feeling about everything, so it was a little hard for him to distinguish what was genuinely strange and what was just his paranoia firing again, but he thought it was genuine this time. If he was chosen for a mission, it generally meant there was a good deal of death, destruction, and panic in his future. Hopefully his particular skillset wouldn't be required on this mission. Hopefully it was just the higher-ups trying to round out the team composition. But relying on 'hopefully' was a mistake

He slowed to a quick walk when he reached his destination, absent-mindedly running his fingers through his hair as he approached the group. It looked like he was the last to arrive, much to his chagrin -- it seemed that every time there was a big mission, he just had to be late to it. "I apologize for my tardiness. Keeper Theron Aetius, reporting."

Current Location: Krux, Worldship Tower C

     Giggling happily, the tiny Keeper returned the salute from his Captain, chattering happily in response. "Haha, yeah! We gotta show them how to do things the Keeper way~" It was a bit of an odd feeling seeing how far Athalia had come since he first met her, coming from a fresh recruit under his wing to a full-fledged Captain that he would serve under in only a decade. That wasn't to say he was jealous, if anything he was proud of her accomplishments and reassured to know he wouldn't be the only one worrying about the new recruits. Spinning around to meet Phil's response by mockingly sticking out his tongue for a brief moment, he giggled happily as a dumb grin spread across his face. "Hehe, it has been a while since we really knocked around the bad guys huh? This is gonna be fun~" For all his grumblings, the old man was a good guy at heart, if only a little touchy about being, well, touched. It was only a matter of time 'til he let down his guard though.

     Digging through the dossier his ears perked up when he was alerted to the arrival of the first recruits, shaking excitedly in place as they finished their introductions, waiting for his chance to welcome all his new friends. The first to arrive was a super-huge chicken man who awkwardly introduced himself as Ex, and as awesome as he already was in the eyes of the little fox, Tsu knew he was going to even awesomer when he and Athalia began talking in their own tongue, Ivalaians were always fun. Then there was the fancy lady, Fournier, she seemed a lot more refined than the other 'nobles' that the tiny Keeper had ever met, but maybe she'd be even stronger than them! Not long after came the arrival of another nice lady, Innis, her pretty tattoos catching the eye of the Lyn as she introduced herself.

     Overwhelmed by the new arrivals, it wouldn't be until he heard a large crash that Tsu turned his attention to the last two arrivals, some grumpy boy with no arms and a scared girl in a cloak. As his Captain went to help them out, Tsu had to suppress his inquisitive urge to run over and ask the cyborg how he was able to remove his arms, if only for the fact that the Captain seemed to be disciplining him at the moment. Looking over towards the precious babu as she stammered through her introduction, Chickenlegs seemed like an odd name considering her very normal appearance, if anything it should be Ex's name, but he wasn't one to judge.

     With the last of the current arrivals accounted for, Tsu began dancing around as Athalia briefed the team on their mission, something to do with saving a world from something, normal Keeper business as far as he knew. The moment he had been waiting for finally revealed itself as the Captain finished her introductions and directed their attention towards the tiny Vice-Captain. Striking a valiant pose, Tsu asserted his experience and position in the manliest fashion he could manage. "Yup! If anybody gives you trouble, just let your new friend Tsukiya know and I'll knock some sense into them~" Cracking his knuckles, the Lyn began looking over the new cast of Keepers that would be his team. Smiling childishly as he made note of the two newest arrivals, letting them complete their introduction before he began rubbing his hands together anxiously. "Now, the only proper way to celebrate our new team is with a big group hu-" Already half-ready to pounce on the nearest newbie, an announcement from one of the crew over the Ladybird's speakers saved them from his tiny wrath.  "Captain Saloshin, we've finished storing most of the cargo and will be ready to depart momentarily. Feel free to begin boarding when you're ready."

    Ears drooping as the speakers crackled off, the little fox was a little depressed that the congratulatory hug would have to wait for the time being. As much as he wanted to mope around, he had to at least pretend to be responsible, his usual smile returning as he gestured towards the entrance of the ship. "Alrighty then everyone, time to go save the world~" Watching over the recruits as they began to file onto the ship, he couldn't wait to see what these newbies could, feeling a hint of pride deep down that he had a chance to help these newbies grow to be as string as him and the other veterans. Once everyone found their way onto the Ladybird, Tsu finally started to board himself, noticing several individuals hurrying towards the Keeper craft in the distance, waving wildly with one hand overhead as he yelled out to them. "Come on slowpokes, we gotta gooooo~" Waiting for them to catch up, he welcomed them aboard briefly before heading off to the bridge. "Welcome to Team 6-VZ, I'm Vice-Captain Tsukiya~ We're about to head out so try and find a room for the time being, we can all catch up once we're in the Lifestream~"

     With everyone finally aboard, as far as he knew, Tsukiya made his way to the bridge, met with the cautious eyes of the crew as the Lyn entered. He had somewhat of a bad record for causing early departures with his antics, leaving the crew to narrowly avoid crashing into the other ships and be reprimanded for the untimely launch, so much so that they had security measured installed in the Ladybird specifically to avoid his 'tampering'. Much to their satisfaction the childlike Keeper was easily distracted by the panel of glowing, but largely useless, buttons installed in his chair to keep him occupied, leaving them to continue their preparations in peace.