Mike listened intently to blade, taking in the relaxed stance and accent. It was odd considering his other CO's, he smirked at the fox's double take but hid it quickly before receiving a pat from him. looking around himself and seeing as everyone else seemed happier in less formal attire, mike unbuttoned the blouse and stood at-ease. the informal meet n' greet continued as blade whistled to the land-cruiser, and a slightly miffed red panda exited, giving a mild warning to the grinning fox. mike supposed they would go to her before bothering the CO directly. in either case, he liked her reaction, direct and dignified. 

As the group funneled into the cruiser, mike waited until he was in back, and matched pace with the others, head swiveling to familurize himself with the beast. looking around the gearbay and finding Prowler among the groups GEARs, and then noticing the COs very similar mech. 

"huh, who'd have thunk" mike muttered to himself as they were lead through the corridor, the panda explaining the changes that would happen during "traffic mode" apparently they would be confined to their rooms, he wasn't entirely sure why the GEAR's wouldn't be deployed. he looked in at the meager spaces that the pilots had, but they still were better then the engineers barracks, so he couldn't complain. overall he found the small spaces cramped, but comforting, it would be hard for a force to infiltrate and easier to hold out in if need be. 

that was when the call to stations barked from the various speakers in the ship. stifling a chuckle as ashers groaned he strode for the room ahead of him when a loud whistle made him look back. finding a confused, Oliver next to Ashers, who was trying to hard to look disappointed despite the micievious glint in her eyes. deciding it wasn't of any major concern, he walked over to a chair and flopped into it. to his amusement, he realized it had a rotating base, putting it to use, he lazily kicked at the ground rotating slowly.