It had been a week since the majority of the crew had arrived on the Genesis. A week that would probably go down in the annals of boredom, once it was declassified, anyway. They had been stationed on a ship, and ordered to stay on it, and it hadn't moved anywhere. It had sat on the ground, in a hangar, doing nothing, full of people. It was like being in space, except for it wasn't moving, and there were things to do outside, but you couldn't do them. A Team-building exercise, is what Seth and Sierra had constantly called it, though you could tell that by the end of it Sierra was rather frazzled and Seth's hair almost looked unkempt if you stared at it long enough.
People probably would have cheered, when it ended, if they'd felt the volition to do so. Maybe some did. Maybe nobody did. Maybe everyone had. In any case, for the first time in a week, they were allowed to go out of the ship for something other than training or 'preventative maintenance'.
This time, a shuttle was coming in. Unlike last time, when the shuttles had arrived in the normal spaceport, the shuttles was guided directly into the Genesis' hangar in Sector Seven. Everyone had been ordered out, and ordered to stand in formation- two lines which alternated between Origin employees and SAoY soldiers had been organized by none other than the Taii- or rather, Seth, as ranks were unofficially erased aboard this ship- and made to wait. Thankfully, they didn't have long.
The Shuttle descended from above the hangar, down through the containment field that separated it from space, to land, facing backward, in front of the group. The shuttle powered down, the whirr of its generator dying out gradually. A few pneumatic hisses were heard as the shuttle equalized the pressure between itself and the station's artificial environment, and, before too long, the rear doors opened, boarding ramp descending to allow its passengers to disembark.
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Inside the shuttle, along with the rest of the new crew members, was a young Nekovalkyrja with brown hair and red eyes. She was, at the moment, Idly humming to herself, but, when the doors opened, she stopped and looked up.
"Ah, Masami-chan, It looks like we've arrived. Are you excited?" The Neko's eyes lit up as she looked out upon the group gathered before her. For someone who was arriving to be trained in the field as a starship operator, she certainly was being treated like something much more than a young soldier just out of basic. But then again, she was a Ketsurui Princess.
People probably would have cheered, when it ended, if they'd felt the volition to do so. Maybe some did. Maybe nobody did. Maybe everyone had. In any case, for the first time in a week, they were allowed to go out of the ship for something other than training or 'preventative maintenance'.
This time, a shuttle was coming in. Unlike last time, when the shuttles had arrived in the normal spaceport, the shuttles was guided directly into the Genesis' hangar in Sector Seven. Everyone had been ordered out, and ordered to stand in formation- two lines which alternated between Origin employees and SAoY soldiers had been organized by none other than the Taii- or rather, Seth, as ranks were unofficially erased aboard this ship- and made to wait. Thankfully, they didn't have long.
The Shuttle descended from above the hangar, down through the containment field that separated it from space, to land, facing backward, in front of the group. The shuttle powered down, the whirr of its generator dying out gradually. A few pneumatic hisses were heard as the shuttle equalized the pressure between itself and the station's artificial environment, and, before too long, the rear doors opened, boarding ramp descending to allow its passengers to disembark.
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Inside the shuttle, along with the rest of the new crew members, was a young Nekovalkyrja with brown hair and red eyes. She was, at the moment, Idly humming to herself, but, when the doors opened, she stopped and looked up.
"Ah, Masami-chan, It looks like we've arrived. Are you excited?" The Neko's eyes lit up as she looked out upon the group gathered before her. For someone who was arriving to be trained in the field as a starship operator, she certainly was being treated like something much more than a young soldier just out of basic. But then again, she was a Ketsurui Princess.