Amethyst had been keeping her eyes on the group the moment they entered. Why the four armed man seperated himself from the rest suprised her a little as the woman in their company seemed rather entertaining.

What caught her eye the most though, was that her beloved fellow Nepleslian walked off after a while...
"Why is a Yammie hating Nep on a ship full of Yammies?" she mumbled quietly to herself as she rested her head on the top of her hands, her eyes squinted a little as she thought on for a moment.

Amethyst looked up again as lady had approached with her cup, grinning as Yoko messed about with Tani and Shinon.
"You must be quite a burden for these girls huh?" She asked with a grin, tucking away some of her black and silver-white strands of hair.
"So now that you know who some of us are, who are you yourself?"

"Besides, why's your four-armed friend all by himself and Spencer gone? Not that I'm calling you on responcibility, just worried... seems like there's a lack of soul in this place... you know?"

"If you were looking for soul," Evelyn said, "You should have gone to an Abwehran world. A little too much soul, in my opinion -- Wasn't it an Abwehran who started the major rescues in the UOC?" Evelyn swelled up a little with patriotism, at least the little bit she would allow herself. She hadn't enlisted in any military for her nation, after all; it was a practice she had her eyes set on.

Shinon had suddenly another woman on herself. Or rather around herself. That was something she was not used to all that much. She never got very friendly with women in past. Before changing to NH-22 body, she was little taller and her bust size was bigger too. That made other ladies usually jealous and angry. It all stopped when she moved to the new body and let that body be more usable for military service. Not to mention keeping her hair very short.

Actually ever since she joined SAoY, she stopped being used to having people in her personal space. Other then close combat training, there was no one who would get too friendly to hug or lean against her. Also after she joined into academy she was official soldier and seeking any romance between soldiers was frowned up. For Shrie it was important to have blank slate, to not have any bad behaviour on her. She was heading to the top after all.

All that cause that she became rather shy. Not used to personal matters. Now she was on ship with civilians and that changed all. Especially with Yoko who was picking on her every time. She felt Geshrin woman's finger circling on her collarbone and she though that this time there is nothing that should make her stop this. Yoko was not another soldier, even if she does not mean anything romantical by this, she could and it would not be problem. Shinon could finally find someone special to her here.

That all went through her head. Over those few seconds of thinking she just sat still and quiet and listened to others. It was easy to tell she was not completely comfortable with the situation. Her face went red and again it was clear why Yoko gave her nickname cherry, not to mention the other reason for it. What Yoko could also feel was that blue haired women stiffened as she was hugged.

"I- uhhh," Shinon collected herself enough to answer. "I... well... I never really was into rule-bending you know. Must be because I was raised by a cop." She said and made herself smile. In reality she would rather jump up and ran away right now, but that would be bad.

Judging by the frequency of glances, he was being talked about. Rüd didn't mind, but he also felt it was an invitation to the conversation. He rose, and made his way to the nearest available seat among Shinon, Evelyn, Amethyst, Yoko, and Mako. Make that the second-nearest seat- he had to make sure there was space enough to accommodate his bulk without intruding on others.

"Ladies," he greeted cordially.

"Ha! Glad I nevah signed up foa that!" Yoko started, her circling finger and thumb now moving up to gently caress the side of the Star Army soldier's face. "Ya sees, if I did, I'd never be able to tease Shinon like this, yeah?" At that, Yoko pinched both of the woman's cheeks and pulled, working them around to make silly faces. Just as the big Abwehran took interest, Yoko quickly let go and dashed back to avoid being caught by Shinon's wrath, if any.

"Hey Rüd, we's was talkin about this goil's old job! Can ya imagine Shinon in a Coppah's uniform?" She asked, tracing the already embarrassed woman's frame in the air with her hands, making sure to exaggerate her curves.

"I betcha she was real handy with the cuffs, yaknowwhatImean?" Yoko asked, moving to Rüd's side to nudge him with an elbow.

"Guten tag, Rüd." Evelyn said evenly. "I noticed you around earlier, haven't had the chance to say hello quite yet though."

After her small greeting, Yoko jumped in for her joke. Evelyn had to hide a smile behind a hand, eying Shinon with a glint in her eye. "I didn't know they allowed cuffs to be used that way in Yamatai."

On the Genesis' Bridge

It had been quite a while since the bridge crew had arrived at their stations, and they had not spent that time idly; Everyone had spent time familiarizing themselves with the controls, with much help of the Genesis' AI, and the group had also gotten to know one another a little better. At this moment, however, there seemed to have been a change- a decision had been made, and all the chit-chat died down. an air of seriousness came down among those gathered on the bridge.

The Taii- that is, Seth Larai- made an announcement over the loudspeakers.
With that simple message, his voice disappeared from the halls of the ship.

The Captain, Rikou, now looked to the Taii, and her right-hand person, the Samurai Masami. "Well, I guess that makes it official. Shall we get started on the countdown?" the young princess asked, receiving a curt response from Seth.
"I believe we should. However, I would suggest some care in the manner," Seth responded, seeming intent on the monitors rather than the princess.

Rikou then turned to Masami. "And how about you? do you feel secure in our task, or do you need to make any more preparations?"

He returned the greeting, "Guten Tag." The Abwehran did his best to ignore Yoko, but she made every effort to be the most obnoxious individual he had ever met. She was such a goddamn child! It quite tested his patience. Patience: my first virtue, Rüd reminded himself, then diverted his attention elsewhere, trying to let his emotions settle.

"Tried policing. Too much restraint with most bureaucracies. I preferred bouncing or mercenary bodyguard work. More liberty to take action. And it amazes me just how stupid some drunks can be." The implication was clear enough: picking a fight with a seven-foot tall, 300-pound, four-armed Abwehran while inebriated wasn't a smart idea. Never mind that he was military-trained, battle-hardened, and (usually) sober.

Shinon cursed the fact that her hair was blue, since it was making her red face stand out all the more. That talk about cuffs among other thing made her look like she was about to explode. With embarrassment. She looked down on the table and hoped Mako won't make much out of this.

"I- uh... I should say.. uh..." She started spouting out as she tried to find some composure. "Well I was not... a cop you know..... My Dad is." She made clear. She actually though about becoming cop in past, but military career is better if she wants to help shape her nation in past.

Yoko snickered at Evelyn's remark before prattling on excitedly. It was fun, making fun of Shinon! "Yeah, ya wouldn't think the traditional, really polite, modest goils from Yamatai had a crazy side to them like that. Anyone that looks at Neko enlisted and even some of the officas knows the real truth though!" she grinned, further verbally poking, prodding and otherwise making Shinon uncomfortable. She was so professional, so prim and proper. But when it came to things like this, the girl practically melted into a puddle! The Nepleslian raised Geshrin then rubbed her chin in thought. "Hm. Not a Coppah, but your pops was huh? Did he teach ya a few tricks with the c - "

At that, Yoko suddenly stopped talking as the color drained from her face. "Uh, sorry - kinda crossed the line there," she apologized, sheepishly ashamed. "I kinda, well, I gots a mota-mouths and kinda keep on goin sometimes, yaknow? Heh-heh..."

Yoko's nervous laughter was the last noise she made before the announcement, at which she began to retreat, head hung low in shame.