Jack appreciated the intercom's announcement that they'd touched down at Beacon. Once she'd taken in the sights of Vale disappearing beneath them, there really wasn't much to the trip. Actually taking a trip in an airship had been novel for the first fifteen minutes or so, but it wore off quickly; it was just a few crowded metal rooms where you couldn't get away from other people no matter how hard you try. At best you could mutually ignore one another, which is how she'd spent most of the trip; not a malicious sort of ignorance, just not wanting to get involved. Still she recognized a few faces from Signal: Tirren, Reya, Morella, Tarkus, and Kalimay. Not people she really knew, but she could at least stick a name to their faces. Even keeping herself out of other peoples' business, it was hard to miss the almost-fight in the common room. People get antsy when they're cooped up, it'd be good to land.

When the ship touched down and the doors opened, Jack collected her few personal belongings that weren't in storage. It wasn't much, just a day pack with the essentials, slung over her shoulder. Without spending any more time than she had to in the flying aluminum waiting room, she hurried down the ramp and onto solid ground. Thunderdell nestled at the small of her back in a compacted form, and Blunderbore hung in its holster on her belt, and both rustled gently as she hustled down the incline and out into fresh air and sunlight. The sight of the Beacon from the Airship port was awesome, but just getting out of the stuffy 'box' was the most welcome thing. Counters everywhere showed how much time they had left until the opening ceremony would begin, and Jackie wasn't keen on missing it. Following the informative kiosk's directions, she headed straight for the auditorium.