Ris had gotten to her quarters without much delay after finishing, noting that she had a good fifteen minutes to get ready if their time schedule was going to be accurate. She had jumped into the shower and freshened up, Niva having laid out a more formal outfit for her which the darkhaired Diablerist pulled on after having dried off. Formal wear on her planet had a tendancy to be shiny and that was exactly what her's was, a silvery white shiny onepiece leotard with a translucent skirt made of a plastic-like material, matching chestpiece and cuffs as well as darker silver boots, reaching her knees but leaving her thighs completely bare.<br/><br/>With her hair combed and pulled into a decent and slightly more formal look that showcased her horns proudly Ris hurried to the airlock to join the others with a much better mood.<br/>"Oh hello... I'm so excited, I can't wait to see what it looks like..."<br/>Chatting quite amiably and modestly, Ris clasped her hands and walked out with them into the station where her words faded away. It was marvelous.<br/><br/>Having never been away from her planet before Ris had imagined that she wouldn't be impressed, why should she when Pandemonium was as beautiful as it was, but when she saw the lovely greenery and glittering water while walking she had to humble herself rather firmly. It clearly told her that Fröjd didn't necessarily dwell only on Diablos. To these people she was most likely from a backwater planet no one had heard of.<br/><br/>And more delegations than the ones on the ship were appearantly expected, one group joining them with enough eloquence to remind Ris of the speeches given at home. As it was her turn to introduce herself Ris bowed her head with her hands again over her heart.<br/>"A pleasure to meet you Morpher Honzue, I am Ris Tarn, representing the planet of Diablos. Please just call me Ris."