Lounge
"Look's like he's your problem now," she mumbled to herself. Mitsuko booked the two remaining crew members rooms on the ship's reserved floor of the hotel, again putting them at the far end next to Stark. She left the information with Charisma to notify Kale. If he didn't inform Darkfire himself, then the MEGAMI would verbally remind the Nepleslian once he was properly dressed. Soon the Neko was rolling her luggage out of her Cargo Bay, giving it one last, fond look before departing.
At first, she walked, enjoying the pleasant day. Eventually it was just easier, and far faster, to fly. She headed for the hotel, but planned on making a short stop nearby before checking in. There was a certain beachside bar she'd visited before that had a frozen margarita with her name, rank and serial number on it.