Kiku Kiwako, the priestess of Amaterasu was patiently sitting beside Matriarch, it was obvious she wasn't really fond of these flights. Danger, death, violence.
She however followed one simple rule in such situations. Expect the unexpected. Her foot was tapping against the floor in steady but nervous rhythm, she was expecting something bad to happen. Few jumps later the rhythm of her foot was a little bit faster, but ceased as soon as they were close to their destination. Taking a deep breath, the young woman in green dress with decorations, followed Matriarch out of the ship, one would say in haste. Kiku quietly examined and observed the man greeting them. A casual look, nothing less, nothing more. She also bowed them slightly, to show her respect and crossed her arms shortly after.. "Kon'nichiwa, de Motti-sama. I am Kiku Kiwako, the priestess in our sisterhood. The flight was... Alright, hai alright." Kiku said last words in quiet tone, her eyes looking at Matriarch. It was her first time on a mission like this one.
