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As much as Yddagen understood and agreed with the need for a human guise when they went out, he was nonetheless less than enthused to shed his current visual appearance for something humans might find more palatable. Would it not be more useful to just... swoop in and ask for the resources? Would it not save them time and effort to be upfront with what they wanted and what they wanted to do with it? Would the humans more appreciate an itemized list of sorts?

He guessed, though, that that might be received less than enthusiastically by a populace used to dealing with monsters. And the last thing they needed with this venture was to make the humans think they were secretly those monsters. He supposed they needed to tread carefully lest one of them--or more--be inclined to attack first and ask questions later--or never. As many goodwill meetings as they could accomplish would probably be in their favour. Meet them early, openly, and earnestly, or at least as much as possible.

The less the humans thought they had something to hide, the better.

His eyes drifted toward Lysvi. Whether or not Lyndin thought they were silly, Yddagen did roll his eyes discreetly. Of course they would make some sort of record. If anything, it would serve as a warning--'these humans friendly, these humans pointy'.

Though, perhaps, it was less of an obvious need to the others...

Was there something he was missing?

Valnyr

Valnyr seemed to have satisfied her curiosity at this point in time and had no further questions. It was safe to say that the rest of what she could learn would come from exploration, research and unexpected experiences with their new allies. She would do her best to take care around each, even more so around the humans in 'black', but whether she would be successful remained to be seen...

Nevertheless with her queries satisfied and her orders received, the young woman gave a small boy of her head and made for the exit. She had other duties to complete and further tasks to finish before she could settle for the 'evening'. She would need to make sure she was well rested and her comtech fully charged before morning, by which time she should be ready to explore the area.

Thus, she left her fellow recruits to ask whatever questions they might have in the mean time. With tasks still to do she would make a beeline for them first, and after that, she'd find her pod and settle in.

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Fangnyl

Fangnyl intensely disliked being interrupted while he was working on something. He knew, of course, that he was going to bey the call, but when he came back to finish, he also knew he'd struggle to get back on task properly and finish his job. Sighing, he put everything in a good stopping point so nothing would break while he was gone for any reason (besides someone touching something they shouldn't), and made his way to the South Field. This was certainly going to be important, and he'd listen as well as he could manage while half his brain was trying to keep up on what he'd been doing so he didn't "lose his spot", so to speak.

As Lyndin talked, Fangnyl looked out to the blurry forms of people appearing beyond their shields. Whoa. The Senshi that survived on Earth. Okay, yeah, the irritation was suddenly out the window. The humans of Earth were just outside the shields. Caedus was actively speaking with them. Maybe their Senshi was out there, right now. A lump formed in his throat and he cleared it quietly, looking resolutely back at Lyndin. He desperately wanted to go out and explore and meet humans and the Senshi and all of that, but he was getting too emotional right now, especially for someone that was meant to be listening to his commodore speak on their mission. Mission first. Then exploring and meeting and all the other fun stuff that suddenly had his blood buzzing in his veins with excitement. The time would come.

Huh... some of the people of Earth weren't fans of the way they gathered energy? Fascinating. Even though it posed no issues? He wanted to question one of them desperately about it, now. He wanted nothing more than to ask why it mattered so much, when it caused no harm, and especially when it would fuel the very thing they needed to destroy this... "Negaverse".... Chaos... once and for all. Wasn't Chaos a terrible presence on Earth, just like the rest of the universe? Surely they wanted Earth to be saved from Chaos? For Chaos to be purged from it, and thus, the rest of the entire universe? It would restore life to so many planets, or at least let them begin the work to do so. So many questions he had about it, and yet, none would be answered any time soon, so there wasn't any point in dwelling on it, not when he was being given pertinent information about their mission to save their home planet. The one he'd never seen... These humans were so lucky and some refused to see that, with their apparent insistence that what the Valencians were doing was bad.

Gather information. Well, that was already in his plans. He'd just add what Commodore Lyndin was asking for to his growing mental list. There was just so much he desperately wanted to know already!

Make allies, stay away from the Negaverse and the Chaos agents. Easy enough, he supposed. None of this was particularly hard, he imagined. He could definitely do this.

Having what he needed, he quickly went off to return to the task he'd left before showing up to this meeting. He had no questions for the commodore; he only wanted to finish up what he was doing so he could go out and learn as much as he could about Earth.

Cypher (Cy)

Although he had heard Fysarious’ question, it took perhaps an unnecessarily long moment for Cypher to glance down at his comrades.Regarded Fizz’s small smile with a rare one of his own. At least with other Velencian’s he felt more comfortable offering a measure of emotion that might make a stone wall jealous.

The closer they got to Earth, the more serious they mre Cy reined in his composure; steeling himself against the apprehension and uncertainty that threatened to overcome him. He did not want the others to know how little he could relate to their excitement; Ny, however, seemed to see through his carefully placed facade. Rather than commenting on it, she extended a hand up towards him which he accepted with an appreciative nod.

“I’d rather give the others an opportunity to have their voice heard.” While Commodore Lyndin was able to flawlessly keep up with the endless questions, Cypher thought it’d be best to see how conversations played out before rhyming in with his own. “Most of my curiosities have already been answered.” Most, but not all… any remaining ones that still lingered would likely have to wait for a time when he could speak with Lyndin one on one and seek some clarification.

“I do wonder if mistakes were made by revealing ourselves so soon. Some Senshi and Knights seem excited about His Majesty's return, however many remain rightfully wary.” The ones that remained the furthest away were who he was most cautious of. “Perhaps our first encounter should have been with the use of our ComTech; appear as one of them to first gain some trust.”

Cydfae had heard the commotion outside the shielding. It was hard not to, if she was being honest. She had to bite her tongue so hard it almost bled when the Commodore returned. It was not her place to question, nor was it her place to opine. It was her place to do as she was told. Commodore Lyndin was a grown man. More, he was the chosen man. She went over their plan in her head once more to calm herself, but it did little. In the end, she was angry. She'd expected distrust, sure. But not outright disrespect. That, she had to admit, was hard to swallow.

The only balm was the Commodore himself, moving between his cadets and soothing them. Encouraging them. Reassuring him. It was enough, she supposed, to be able to realign her focus to her tasks. She had much to do, after all, in order to set everything in place for when it was time.

The big day as her research showed was the English expression for such a thing.

She grinned to herself despite the sour feeling in her mouth. What a quaint saying, she supposed. Something pure and almost sweet.

Something foolish.

No matter how charming the expression was, she still disliked humans. Which was, to be frank, putting it kindly. Honestly, Cydfae didn't think that the humans deserved his kindness. Or any kindness. So far they had proven themselves to be reactionary and rash creatures. In her mind, it only confirmed her questioning. What made Lyndin so certain that there was hope for this planet? For the humans? Frequently, on their way to earth, she had considered inquiring just such things. But whenever she approached the Commodore with her suggestion and he smiled at her, asking her what she needed with the voice that many considered fatherly, she thought twice. And instead, she smiled, bowed her head, and thanked him again for this opportunity. She couldn't be sure if he believed that this was what she really needed, and often she fancied that she saw suspicion in his eyes. But he just reassured her and allowed her to leave again.

Still the question nagged her. Why did Lyndin still hold out such stubborn conviction that this would work?

The answer came swiftly to her mind.

Because he is a good man. Because he is a kind man.

Commodore Lyndin was a man, first and foremost, of duty. He had been chosen for his commitment to his people and his world. For his constant and bull-headed belief that they would survive. He wanted security. He wanted peace. And if there was anything their people needed, Commodore Lyndin would work for it. Because that was who he was.

And that only made Cydfae love her commander more.

She smiled to herself, humming a tune from home, and went back about her business, placing, as always, her complete and total faith in their Commodore. Around her, cadets who rarely saw her even smile, let alone hum looked at her sideways, but she ignored them. Too full, was she, of their great and glorious purpose.

Cypher

Fysarius definitely had a point that he had only momentarily considered before posing the suggestion. It’s true, the deceit from hiding their actual identities would no doubt have a more negative impact when compared to the surprise of them showing up as is. Easier to explain that no ‘You’re not alone in this universe,’ instead of ‘We’ve been here all along'.

An offer had been made to join them and Cy was shockingly not reluctant to follow after. Both Fys and Ny were kind Cadets, inquisitive of surroundings, dutiful and intelligent in facets where Cypher held little interest. However, despite not being much of a collector of samples, Cy would do his utmost to protect them while they gathered things for research purposes; scout around the area and make sure they remained safe.

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