The Precinct was still, thankfully, one of the most secure places on the ship. It was also a fairly innocuous place for Leon and Kang to have this discussion. With Leon using the place temporarily as an office, no one would really think twice about one of the Council members coming to talk business.

They might, however, if they had an idea of what the two were about to discuss. They had to plan for the visitors that were coming aboard.

Sonic was used to tense situations. He found himself to work better when things were stacked against him. This situation? Not so much. The ship was crowded with aliens - from the ones as tall as he was to those big lizard creatures.

Not to mention those Daligig who think they're the boss of everyone around here just because it's technically their ship. Something told him that things weren't all cheery and bright with them, especially after seeing some of the arguments.

For the moment, though, Sonic's taken to running through the City once more. So far, it seemed to be one of the few places those things were roaming around in. Racing up the side of a building and stopping at the top of the roof, the speedster hedgehog looked out over the City and began to do the one thing he really isn't good at:

Think rationally.

Setsuna wasn't the type to wear his heart on his sleeve. Most people would probably even wonder if he had a heart, half the time. But he did, even if he rarely did show it. And he might be slow with people, but given enough time, he could figure them out.

Now that most of his memories were back in order, he was able to figure out what Fledt had been trying to tell him all this time. The thought brought a frown to his lips, however. Not because of what she had been trying to say, but that he wouldn't be able to her that he finally understood.

Feldt was gone now, sent back to the pod caverns. Apparently, even here, fate decreed that they would be apart. Which is why Setsuna standing on the bridge of the Ptolemy, next to the chair that Feldt had occupied for years, his usual stoic mask cracked into a slightly sad/forlorn expression.

Well, that wasn't the only reason he was there. There was something he needed to discuss with the Ptolemy's commander. He just... got stuck looking at that empty chair while he waited for Miss Sumeragi to show up.

It had been a busy few weeks for Jinx, but not the right kind of busy.

No if anything it was the kind of busy hat she hated. The kind where she had to go out of her way to find things to do. The only thing worse then that was busywork that was pointless like the kind a substitute teacher assigns the class just to keep them busy.

Still idle hands were the devil's playthings, and as much as Jinx liked sin she couldn't let herself grow too listless. It was maddening to have so much potential in a place and have none of it used.

However on the flip side of things, after she had spent her time plotting out escape routes into the city and setting up hideouts by hiding entrances and clearing out debris...she deserved a rest.

And so with her plant suit on (Because she hadn't figured out if there was a way to change it's shape yet) she lounged in a kiddy pool on the roof of a building, a portable music player from the media library set to random, and some cool refreshing juice brought up from the tavern.

Life was good.

She was in a multiverse crossing ship with a bunch of crazy superpowered freaks and geeks from across every known reality fighting giant bugs and living inside a sort of bio-technological hybrid.

So Life was weird...but good.

Care to relax with her? Or ruin her relaxation?