The familiar feel of a moving ship paints a content smile on Aellae's face and she just about leans back as the intercom comes alive.<br/><em>'Seven hours till landing. That would be plenty of time!'</em><br/>Glancing around, the small redhead wonders how to actually claim a bunk, then just decides to leave her bag there. It wasn't essential, it only held clothes and such, unlike her belt of wonders and toys.<br/>Nodding once to herself, she slips off of her bed, then thinks for a moment about what type of ship this is then logically deducts where the hub would be in this type of ship before she starts moving.<br/>By now she had encountered some of the team and it had only confirmed what she had thought upfront. All of them seemed to be planet born, standing a much taller height then herself.<br/>Ah well, it would probably make her more unique amongst her teammembers. But if only one would make any comment, she'd show them how easy it was to blow out a wall and toss someone through the nearest airlock.<br/><br/>Wandering into the designated space, she inclined her head lightly at the woman allready seated. For a moment the name of the race popped to her mind, but Aellae just shrugged at the linked information that spilled her mind.<br/>Teammember, thus closer to the heart then family would be. Someone to die for and expect to die for you.<br/>Struggling with the concept, the small redhead took one glance at a chair and decided she would drown in it, thus took a seat on the armrest instead.