[ Darting around at breakneck speed, the female is nothing more than a streak of blue and a blur of impatience. She's been looking for that irritatingly easygoing fellow First Ship combatant of hers so they can finally depart for their next assignment. But it's been an hour and he's just as elusive as those creepy insect illusions of his; no doubt he was slacking off again as he indulged his rather useless hobby. ]
[ With no other choice and clock ticking against her, Kiichi finally decides to visit the Second Ship. It's an extreme last resort that claws at her core and everything she stands for. But she swallows it with saint-like endurance, stomping towards the figure with bright blonde hair and yanking his shirt from behind. ]
You, get yourself ready! We're taking off!
[ She's accepting no buts. ]