(@Asagi) Quistis: Glad to hear that.
Upon seeing Turax extending his hand Piet smiles and shows that his hands are covered with gloves, then nods in respect. Quistis accepts the handshake, and her grip is surprisingly firm which even a krogan can feel. Turax may note that her physique is probably augmented with magic.
(@Turax) Quistis: The pleasure is mine. (@Roy) And, well, the reason for its colour is the fact that the Moon's surface is fully covered with ravaging bestial creatures. You may call it one of our world's peculiarities. ~smirks~
(@Roy;Turax) Quistis: Well, thank you. ~smiles sincerely~ The sight would be much better if said monsters didn't rain onto our heads once in a lifetime. The stars are right, all that. Though we've already endured that five years ago, so for this century or so we're probably safe.
Quistis turns towards Piet and points towards a control center lodged one level higher than most rooms of the base's interior.
(@Pier) Quistis: We've let one ship in, now it's time to prepare the second bay for Ragnarok. Would you take care of it while I help our guests accomodate?
Piet nods, then leaves, issuing orders on his way. Quistis turns around, beckoning you to follow with a gesture.
(@Team) Quistis: Let's go. I'll show you your temp lodgings. Your ship will arrive in a while, so now you have some time to sit down and pester me with questions.
(@Asagi) Quistis: You do, but not for long. "Ragnarok" is one of the fastest ships of the planet, and they're almost ready for leftoff by now. Meanwhile you get a place to sleep, train, eat, drink, socialize and play Triple Triad since neither me nor the president could've resisted the temptation to equip the new station with game boards after the previous one collapsed. By the way, here we are.
The place is a cluster of rooms
suited for two residents each with communal lounge, cafeteria stuffed with preserved foods, gym, shooting range, two tables with decks for some foreign trading card game, dieselpunk TV screen and a jukebox.
(@Team) Quistis: Feel free to accomodate now. It wasn't as comfy here back in times of Lunar Base I. I'll visit you soon, or you can call me over the intercom if you need something.
She then hears Turax' and Roy's question.
Quistis: Hmm. I'm not versed in specifics well enough, but you'll have to investigate suspicious activity that the president of one of the most influential states of the planet is indulging in. From there it'll then turn towards either revolution, reconnaisance or... assassination.
edited 7th Jan '17 4:47:42 PM by TheRiddleOfCards
Six: Done the last two fighting against the first one. I think I'm within my area of expertise.
-The rest of my characters are exploring the station for the time being-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Seeing people finding their way around, Quistis smiles and nods, then turns around and heads back.
(@Team) Quistis: Enjoy yourselves. I'll visit you when I'll catch up with more news or when my colleagues arrive. Or if you call me to drop in for some chat, hehe.
The automatic door shuts close behind Quistis as she leaves.
Asagi, there's a vintage-looking fantasy movie running on the TV. Something about a dragon, a sorceress and a knight. The knight's face looks vaguely familiar.

Turax: "Well it's actually less the view and more the-... eh, nevermind. Urdnot Turax, pleased to meet you."
~holds out hand~