Quote on quote, Strategist

[Neonzumi]

Manoel Outpost - 2100 10/18 824 A.S.

An uncommon sighting for the most part had reached the Outcast base in Sigma thirteen. Through the hazy blue nebula, a small crimson red fighter craft emerged heading in the outposts general direction.

"This is Manoel Outpost to Blood Dragon fighter craft Ketsueki, you are entering restricted space. Our defense systems are armed, ready and aimed towards yourself, so we advise you leave the area at once." It was a threat backed up by actions as one by one the stations turrets pointed towards the Katana, but oddly enough radio silence was kept for a whole two minutes as it kept slowly drifting towards the installation.

At the edge of their nerves, the administration was ready to blow the alleged Blood Dragon out of the sky, but to the luck of whoever was piloting the thing they snapped back into reality as soon as the lack of audio broke."Ah! Crap. I fell asleep again. Uh, I think you've been expecting me." A familiar female voice spoke, the stations comms opening up once more with a lightly disappointed sigh as they were looking forward to shooting down a potentially suicidal Kusarian. "You're clear to land, miss Shana."

"Damn right I am." She whispered it to herself, as docking point one opened up for the Katana to set down. The cockpit depressurized and slid open shortly after, an empty bottle of sake which was pressed against the window rolling off the ships nose smashing against the ground, though only the tip fell off.

Dropping a coat over her shoulders, the red headed Kusarian hopped out of the ship before sliding her arms through the sleeves for the sake of not walking around in only a tank top, and to also maybe hide her recognizable sword she always carries around for whatever reason.

Approaching the docking master, she took a short look around. "Level three, right?" The person asked lightly nodded, and she her reply. "Room 19 has been outfitted by her wishes." The female smirked to herself, turning towards the elevator, remembering something before she departed. "Did she arrive yet?" To that the docking master shrugged his shoulders, Shana seeming lightly disappointed though not saying anything, she finally took off, entering the elevator and heading towards her desired destination.