[center][h2]Lafayette Station, [color=rosybrown]Vellios[/color][/h2][/center]

Before the crew made their way off the ship, Vellios had studied the maps that each of the crew collected over the specs of the Lafayette station and downloaded into his omnitool for when they needed a quick exit. Thanks to encryption from both Serena and Dex, it would take a grade A hacker to find them masquerading as game programming data. He made his way toward the exit area right after their ship took dock. 

He leaned over to sight see the hatch widen and eyed the busy scenery around them. Individuals, mostly LOKI and humans, were darting about from one area to the next to load, unload and other activities he was use to seeing in a place like this. His figure stood lingered there for several moments before he began to move again and came to rest to Serena’s side, his nerves made obvious only to her.  

It didn’t help he was unarmed. 

He crossed his arms, trying to prevent the twitching in his talons from being visible as he held his eyes to the nearest wall on the old relic. Vellios didn’t like he was too aware of what was missing on his person, the absent weight of his weapons brought back terrible memories and the instinct gnawing at him not to risk repeating those experiences by doing this.

[color=rosybrown][i]Why did I let Serena talk me  into removing [u]all[/u] of my blades?!?[/i][/color] The thought screamed at him through his crest while he breathed through his nostrils, trying to sooth over the jumpiness within him, and act natural. It wasn’t easy, but he managed to fake it. 

The moment they began to move, Vellios did. His figure kept close to Serena as he glided and kept in step with her on exiting. Each time, his eyes wandered to absorb the scenery to keep himself occupied from the fact he was mentally naked.