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A Lesseps Class carrier that has been refitted for salvaging purposes, The Allfather is the mobile base of operations for the Space Wolves. While the ship is not exactly battle capable herself, its large cargo hold allows for a multitude of salvage along with its four Mobile Suits. The ship's mobility and three manipulator arms allow for it to salvage where most others cannot.

Another unique feature to this particular ship is the addition of an AI, Gilliam. Gilliam assists in ship operations when there are not enough positions filled.

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╰☆╮Teruko groaned, her hand slowly sliding out from under the covers, patting around the nightstand that lingered next to her bed, hunting for the blasted alarm clock that was currently screaming at her to get up. The very one that pushed her head ache to near painful levels. Most likely wouldn't have been so bad if she hadn't spent all that time going over reports at her desk earlier in the morning. Feeling her fingers brush against a cold smooth surface she smirked slightly in triumph over the feat. But it was soon diving into dismay, as she felt the peg legs of the alarm clock tick back, promptly sending the clock to the hard floor of her room, with an all to loud 'thump'. And of course, still screaming its protest to the world. Knowing fully well it would be nearly impossible to shut the blasted alarm clock off now, with it being some where on the floor most likely out of her reach she sighed. Seems like it was indeed time to get up. Not before wondering why she had pulled the blasted thing out in the first place. Shifting slightly she groaned, her back tweaking in an familiar amount of pain. One in which she really could recall having. Yet the thought was soon lost to her mind, as it returned to the process of waking up. Her strawberry blonde locks, fell forward to lightly frame her face, barely reaching the nape of her neck. Shifting a hand she pushed herself upright on the bed, hand raising to rub at the side of her head. Her amber gold eyes taking a general glance about the room, taking in just simple things such as the furnishings for a few minutes. No matter what she did it always looked the same. A small room shoved into a large ship that was apparently supposed to house as many as possible, or be used as storage. Granted... her room was bigger than most due to her rank upon the ship.

╰☆╮She slid her long legs out of the bed and pushed off, taking a few unbalanced steps forward, before leaning forward to snag her alarm clock off the floor and shut it off before returning it to the night stand. Why she continued to use the blasted thing she would never know. Perhaps it was for the mere fact it was the last thing she had received from her husband before he died. Yes it very well could be that. Her hand lingered on the clock for a few moments as she merely stared at it. Sure it was most likely old, with its metal bells, with the hammer that slammed between the two. But... Honestly... even with its out of date standing. She still couldn't bring her self to get rid of it, even with how annoying it was in the mornings. With the original task done, her hands raised stretching them up above her head, her simple clearly mens button up shirt lifting slightly with the action, her arms lowering to her sides a moment later. She never understood why, but she had always enjoyed sleeping in mens shirts. The large size was some what comforting, and served as good nighties all around. Grumbling something under her breath, her long, slender, fingers raised going about rubbing the side of her head. She swore then and there she was never going to go about drinking herself into a slumber again. Not if it had this large of an effect upon her head. This... was certainly going to slow her down a bit on getting into her morning groove. Not only that the small amount of pain in her lower back was really starting to become troubling... or perhaps she was just getting old.

╰☆╮Turning she made her way over to a stationary grey dresser. Pulling the drawers open she went about gathering what she desired to wear that day, having placed her things away the night before after washing them. Deeming it pointless to change from her attire now she merely turned heading off out of her bedroom. After a shower when she was more awake she could figure out what she was going to wear. But until then she was perfectly happy roaming around within this overly large mens shirt of hers. It happened to be long enough to rest around the middle of her thighs so it wasn't really revealing anything, unless she bent over. Not that it really mattered all too much as it was. No one lived with her, she was on her own as it was. Yet the desire to get dressed to say the least seemed void of her person still, her gaze skimming about her small room as she walked through it. Only to pause as it be fell upon the desk in the corner of the room. The surface of it clear of anything, except the smooth seemingly glossy glass that laid over the top of it. Perhaps that was what she would do to pass the morning hours. Smiling at the thought she made her way over to the desk, yet she didn't sit at the desk just yet, instead she opened the blinds of her rooms window. Allowing her the view in which she had come accustomed to over the last few years. The some what barren landscape that had become earth. Sure there was a speckle of plant life here and there, but for the most part... it was no longer the green planet. Just battle scarred.

╰☆╮Teruko slowly stood making her way off towards the cylinder like structure in the corner. The very one that served as a shower stall for many of the rooms that adorned the ship. Her hands moving to unbutton her shirt, allowing it to fall to the floor as she stepped in, a screen slowly closing behind her as it seemed to cloud over hiding her curvaceous nude form from sight completely. Her hand soon found the button that activated her shower stall. The hot water plummeting down upon her in a temp she had programmed when she had gotten the room, steam wafting out of the top of the shower stall and curling towards the ceiling. Her long fingered hands pushed through her thick strawberry blond locks, pushing soap through it, as hot water pelted against her toned, yet curvaceous, athletic frame, turning her skin red due to the heat before running down her in streams. Something about a hot shower in the morning was indeed grand. Allowing the once sleepy woman to fully awaken, at a pace in which was welcoming. Granted, that could be more welcomed if she had someone to share the bed with as well. She wasn't necessarily getting any younger these days. But... it was highly unlikely she would even permit something like that now and days.

╰☆╮After a few minutes her hand raised shutting the water out as she promptly stepped from the shower. Her hands swift to pull the towel off a shelf near the shower stall after it opened for her to exit. Her hands moving to go about coiling the towel about her body before she moved on to peer at the being that was reflected back at her within the mirror. Over all she still looked like crap. Though then again, she really hadn't gotten the sleep in which she most likely had needed. Oh well, this wasn't the first time nor would it be the last time she hadn't slept well after a so called mission, or outing in general. Sighing lightly she moved making her way over to the bed as she promptly allowed the towel to drop to the floor. As she began to go about pulling on her under garments, then her little black skirt, followed by her long sleeved white shirt, with a longer white coat over it, one that trailed down to rest about her knees. Tugging on a pair of red high heels, she was dressed and ready to go about seeking breakfast. An item that took her a small amount of time before she was exciting her room the door swishing open before sliding closed behind her. Soon all that welcomed her ears were the soft sounds of her heels clicking against the flooring as she made her way up towards her normal station. The bridge. A place she soon stood upon her gaze peering out the large windows to survey the area that loomed before her. This... was where she belonged. Soon enough, her orders were coming sharp and swiftly. Wanting to know every last little detail on the status of the ship she was to be running.

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++++++++++++++++++++++++++Brave are they who know everything yet fear nothing.

Kenshin would chuckle as he exited his mobile suit, his weapons stashed in a weapons container close by. Looking around, her commented, "So this is home eh?" He grinned munching on some fried rice from a takeout box. "Well I'll see you guys later, I'm going to check out the bridge." He tossed the empty box and chopsticks before he ate a mint. "I'll see you guys later." With that, he took his leave to the bridge.

He would hum calmly as he walked across the corridors, soon making it to the bridge lift which he took to get to the bridge. "Alright then.... so this is the bridge huh?" He looked about the systems and consoles calmly before he noticed a strawberry blonde woman on the bridge with a prominent rank, he whispered to himself, "She's the captain..." And a beauty too. He grinned a bit as he watched her curiously before he stood on the side watching her

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++++++++++++++++++++++++++Brave are they who know everything yet fear nothing.

Kenshin would tap himself ont he head, he was staring a bit too long. He looked away before righting himself, smiling quite boldly " Excuse my rudeness then." He looked out to the horizon before he added, "First time I've ever been on a militarily inclined ship." He stood at slight attention " Kenshin Daishi, New pilot... and last I heard we were a Vultures, not a federation ship..." H gave a cheerful chuckle before returning at ease." I believe we are to leave to Karakorum, Mongolia soon right?"

He moved to one of the maps on a close by table, circling The projected area of the ruins." Whatever lays there, could be the shining beacon of hope, the damning weapon of destruction, or both..." He watched Teruko curiously before he shrugged and smiled. "Anyway, beautiful ship, and she has a beautiful captain." He walked back to the elevator before he asked her politely , "Anything I can get for you?"

Shiho enter the ship, the mobile suit was loaded and docked in the ships hanger, as the cockpit opens up she hopped out and landed on the floor and began doing some minor maintenance on her suit while waiting to take off.
"The left leg is a bit sluggish, going to have to fix that before heading out" she said as she began looking around for some tools to remove the armor panels on the suits left leg.

Some time has passed since Keima went to his room. While in his room he was rechecking the information of the site area in Mongolia and resting a bit. "I probably should do some Maintenance on my unit." He says to himself while he heads out if his room to the hanger. While turning down a corridor to one of the elevators that leads to the living area, hanger and the only one to lead to the bridge. "Huh? It's seems I don't have permission to use this one, But I used this one earlier something must of happened." He thinks to himself while sighing and heading to another elevator that connects the living area to the hanger.

Keima enters one of the other elevators and heads down to the hanger. Once he got to his destination he came out to the hanger to see the far elevator being guarded by some crew members. " So I was right." He thought to himself while heading over to his unit. After he arrives at his unit he looked at the guarded bridge again. " I'm guessing someone ticked off the captain and got thrown of the bridge." Keima thought to himself while sighing.

Suddenly some Maintenance crew member came up to him and ask if wanted some assistance to which he agrees. He proceeds to the cockpit and starts to do some checks while helping directing the Maintenance crew members. Keima was giving the Maintenance crew the areas that need some work through the diagnostics he was running. While doing that he started to work on his units operation system and computers. After finishing the checks he decided to do some simulation battles to prepare himself.

Sometime has passed since Kemia and the Maintenance worked on his unit. " Well everything is done this unit is ready for the upcoming mission." Keima said while exiting the cockpit of the unit. He looks around at the crew that helped him and thanked them for there assistance. " I guess I will head to the canteen for now and grab a bite before heading back to my room for some rest." He says while heading to the elevator he came down from. While walking he stops to look at the other elevator. " There still there." Keima thought to himself entering the elevator.

The elevator heads up to the living area where he got off at. He then proceeds down a few corridors that leads to then canteen. " Hmm I wonder what I should get?" Keima said inquisitively. He grabs a tray and grabs some food. He sits down at a table and starts to think to himself for a bit while eating. " I double checked to make sure everything was working and did some simulation runs while I was at it." He thought to himself while eating. Keima proceeds with his thoughts. . " Since everything is set i can rest until we get to the target area." He stretches a moment and yawns before drinking some water.

Keima finishes his food and takes care of his tray before heading out of the canteen. Once he left he took the corridors that lead to his own room.
He reaches his room and changes his clothes so he can go to bed and get some rest. He knew that the rest would be good so he can be in tip top shape if anything were to occurs. Keima sits down his glasses on the table next to his bed. He then proceeds to set a warning thing on his mini terminal to alert him if something was happening or going to happen so he can get up and prepare to sortie. After doing everything that was needed Keima went to sleep for the rest of the night.

Seriyana looked up from her paperwork to the clock. She had been working for nearly three hours straight. All of these new people and she took no initiative in getting to actually know any of them. What a teammate, eh? The black haired researcher stood up from her work and began to walk towards the elecator leading to the living quarters. Some rest before they arrived would be smart.