Kelvin gratefully accepted Clarinet's outstretched hand and used his right leg to stand back up.  The low rumble of generators was ever present underneath the floor. It only made sense that a behemoth such as this ship would require some heavy duty machinery to keep it running.The pale luminance of the monitor was just enough to make visible outlines of the room out. Yellow light filtered in through what appeared to be a set of large double doors to the far left of the terminal. Kelvin made an attempt to hover, but his body still hadn't recovered from whatever the "bio-frequency" on the tape was. With an awkward feeling shuffle, Kelvin got into a groove and began to limp towards what he hoped would further lead into the orbiting compound. He motioned for Clarinet to follow as he gently rested his palm on the door.<br/><br/>"Let's get a feel for this place. I want to find a nice place for my head to explode," he'd meant it jokingly but now that the thought was in his head, he considered it quite possible and it seemed to slip into his tone a bit. Hopefully, he could pass it off as him being passive-aggressive and dramatic instead of actual concern.<br/><br/>Kelvin's hand fumbled in the darkness for a moment searching for a button. The satisfying click of a rather stubborn button caused the double doors to zip open and reveal an innumerable series of similar doors lining the walls of what seemed to be a great hall. The room could easily house several Tuffle or even Saiyan settlements and the ceiling was high enough for a great ape to get comfortable, but the entire room was barren save for the countless doors lining three of the walls. The fourth wall was designed like an incredible circular bay window, revealing the stars and giving a menacing view of the red planet they fled.<br/><br/>"Pretty view. Almost nice enough that you forget the twisted monstrosity inhabitants," he chuckled tiredly before hobbling further into the room. After a few steps into the room, a circular panel under the dark blue floor illuminated his foot with a soft yellow light followed by a low whistle. Immediately after a hologram materialized before Kelvin; if he could, he would’ve jumped back in surprise.<br/><br/>“Life forms detected,” it began in a gentle feminine voice that echoed coldly “Beginning analysis,”<br/><br/>Before the words were even spoken, a series of thin yellow tori streamed up the two of their bodies, casting a yellow wireframe about them before receding into the ground in the blink of an eye. The whole process was blindingly fast and nearly silent.<br/><br/>“Namekian: Class 3 Threat, Asexual reproduction, Sexual Classification: None, Diet: Water, Please refrain from multiplication unless requested”  another whir was heard before the tori began a second run up and down the two of them.<br/>“... Variant: Class __ Threat, Sexual reproduction, Sexual Classification: Male, Diet: Omnivorous, Detainment advised,”<br/><br/>“Injuries detected, report to infirmary bloc for assessment immediately after briefing. Navigation will begin at your quarters” The voice said monotonously before a warmer seemingly prerecorded message began<br/><br/><br/>“Welcome, ‘Miss/Mister Namekian’ and ‘Variant” it began.<br/><br/>Kelvin gave a snort before looking at Clarinet with a cheeky smirk “Miss/Mister Namekian?” he was so caught up with that fact that he had completely glanced over his own assessment.<br/><br/>“You are fortunate enough to have been recruited by the great Goki, You will find your quarter assignments in sector A-4”<br/>A translucent map of the vessel quickly transposed itself between the pair and the Alien hologram. Their location was marked by a blinking yellow blip similar to the one underneath Kelvin’s foot in color. The path to the quarters was illustrated by a yellow path and seemed like a straight shot. As soon as the map dissipated, a similar path presented itself before their feet and stretched towards a door on the far wall of the room.<br/><br/>“Once again, welcome aboard ‘Miss/Mister Namekian’ and … ‘Variant’, Glory to the Goki,”<br/><br/>“Hey what the hell do you mean Var-” before Kelvin could finish his shouting, the hologram dissipated and  left the pair with nothing but a slow pulsing yellow pathway. Kelvin gave an annoyed grunt before hobbling along the path for a bit.<br/><br/>“Remind me next time to get my arms crushed instead, hehe”<br/><br/>After a few moments of silent trekking Kelvin gave an overt throat clear<br/><br/>"Sooo... Namekians aren't like Saiyans very much at all, huh?  I shoulda figured with the antennae, stretchy arms, and 'no food' thing... oh uh sorry I didn't mean to ah-... crap, sorry," Kelvin felt weird about this for some reason. In all the time the two had known each other, they hadn't really talked much about themselves; not out of fear it just never seemed necessary<br/><br/>"I've met a few alien races among the Z-fighters so I know we can all look really different but I never knew<span style="font-style: italic">how</span>different we were y'know? Like inside," Kelvin made a gesture tapping first on his chest before wrapping a knuckle against his head to illustrate his point.<br/><br/>"I only really know the Tuffles and Saiyans, and, to be fair, I guess I know the kids more than the adult Saiyans. But I got the jist and long story short the big ones are assholes and their kids cry a lot." Kelvin made a noise at that statement<br/><br/>"tch, Crying- such a waste of resources; It's like vomiting when you're upset.... I guess, in your case, that'd be literal. hehe," it was meant to be a joke but Kelvin still cringed at how crude and haughty it sounded.<br/><br/>"That wasn't-.... I didn't mean..." he let out an exasperated sigh  "God, maybe I'm the asshole," he said  under his breath with a chuckle.