Akabat Getaway (Order/Ridge/Ridgenose)

[AuruemSaber]

Akabat had easily exceeded all of Locke's expectations for a planet located in an area as notorious as the Edge Worlds. Aside from the low temperature that his flight suit lacked adequate thermal protection for, the only concern on his mind was the mixed crowd present.

While the personnel in the hanger had remained professional thus far, he wasn't foolish enough to assume that no one among them hadn't fallen on the wrong side of the Xeno movement before they made whatever choice that had brought them to the Order. Locke's focus had been occupied with studying the crowd, attempting to pick up any sign of disgust or hatred from the faces that littered the hanger before Lucien had arrived.

With his attention now turned, he quietly listened as the captain spoke. While it was still too early to make any judgements just yet, Lucien had seemed reasonable enough so far. "That works." He replied simply with his usual brash attitude nowhere to be found. He felt out of place here among the Order and their military-style formality. It was something he was not used to after spending so much time within the informal atmosphere of the Alliance.