The Journey Begins (Open)

[Sherwood the Kinda-Great]

One of Sherwood's escorts could not help but chuckle, spreading to the others for a short moment while Sherwood himself was left with a good smirk.
"Well, that gets things covered. I leave it up to your chefs to decise what to eat, as this is your ship." He turned and tossed one of the soldiers his rifle after a moment's warning, then said, "Get comfy, gentlemen. We're staying the night. I'm sure you'll get temporary stay here," He glanced to Tori for confirmation, but did not say anything specific.
"Lead the way then, Captain."

[Saephara]

As the two groups met, a lone figure stood still on catwalk, silently monitoring the situation in case things got violent. Tifa Lockhart brushed invisible dirt off her pants, waiting for them to move. Instead of wearing the regular uniform, she had requested an altered version that showcased the original's design but with added flexibility for movement. The end result was a sleeveless black leather top with the orange stripes across the shoulder. The top was separate from the lower baggy pants that was belted at her hips. The entire ensemble was completed with her combat boots. It really was very comfortable. As she shifted from her left leg to the right, a clinking was heard. Sighing, she reached in and rearranged her materia in her pocket.

At a sign of movement, Tifa immediately grabbed a hold of the edge of the catwalk, jumping over the railing and landing in a crouch next to Tori as the rifle was tossed from the captain of the Wolf Goddess to another member of his ship. Standing slowly, she looked the man square in his eyes and put a sweet smile on before speaking. "You really should be careful tossing around weapons like that, Captain. Someone could get hurt." She turned to look at Tori and nodded. "I will escort you and Shinta when you are ready, ma'am." As a second thought, Tifa turned to look back at the Wolf Goddess' captain and stated, "I don't believe that we have gotten your name. I would feel a lot better having you on board if we had a name."

[Sherwood the Kinda-Great]

Sherwood backed up as Tifa dropped down from the catwalk, his hand immediately going for his pistol's holster. But he didn't draw, no, not after he identified who this was. She probably was a bodyguard of sorts to the captain, given what generally happened on some ships of the past. "An old M1's not going to misfire from a toss. Damn things were built to be dropped from buildings, picked up and fired. One helluva gun, if you ask me." He glanced to Tori for a moment, then back to Tifa with a small smirk. "M'name's Ludwig. Captain Sherwood D. Ludwig of the Wolf Goddess, from the Alliance to Unify Earth. Pleasure to make your acquaintance." He offered his hand in greeting to the lady. 

[Saephara]

Tifa relaxed as the man gave his name and status to her. She couldn't care less about his comment regarding the rifle, she was just glad that he had answered her. Her reddish brown eyes did catch the weapon at his side, but did nothing as he left it alone in its holster. She would allow him that small comfort, but in turn, she would be right next to Tori every step they went with the strangers. She nodded at Sherwood and stepped forward, reaching out and shaking his hand firmly but daintily. No need to let him know too much about her now, now was there?

"Tifa Lockhart, head security for the KKR Midori. A pleasure to meet you as well. Thank you for answering my question. I know I came in quite suddenly but protection is my main job here and if I mess up? Well, I have no place to go but out there." She grinned and pointed her head towards one of the small windows that showed the galaxy outside. She looked back at Tori, her long black hair brushing her arm. "Well, I'm satisfied. And starved." Tifa winked at Tori before moving to the side. "After you, Captain."

[Tori Jacobs]

Tori confirmed Sherwood's assumption with a nod. There was still plenty of room left on the Midori for guest quarters to be utilized. This was something Kari made sure of as you never knew when it would be critical to have an ambassador or another important person on board that would need the space.

“Shinta, have some rooms prepared for our guests.”

“As you wish, Captain.”

Shinta departed the Launch Bay and Tori was about to lead Sherwood and the others to the dining room until Tifa came down from the catwalk. She waited patiently between their exchange until it was finished.

“If you'd kindly follow me.”

Tori motioned towards others and then left the Launch Bay. Once out in the hallway Tori and Shinta went their separate ways, Shinta to prepare the private quarters while Tori led the group to the elevator and took it down to the floor where her private dining room was located.

((ignore the people in the picture))

“It's not much but it will do. I'll go see if I can find us some more chairs.”

Tori went out to find more chairs while the others got settled in.

[Sherwood the Kinda-Great]

Sherwood nodded to the captain and the personal security officer. Seemed like a pretty effectual team to him. Nothing he needed to take note of. Except for everything. As the group of  seven walked through the corridors, he wa quietly taking note of everything he saw, remembering details and gathering intel. It was part of his job as captain, really, to learn as much as he could about something he didn't know. So this was exactly what he was doing. Plus he found it fascinating, so that kinda didn't help none. Into the turbolift they went, and after a few moments, they were at the level at which she wanted. He took a seat and nodded sagely. 

(Id be more detailed but I gotta pick my dad up at the time of this post and theres nothing too important he's going to do)

[Saephara]

There wasn't much to the walk. For the most part, the group remained quiet. As they reached Tori's private dining area, Tifa stood to one side at a loose parade rest, hands behind her and feet separated. The Captains entered first, Shinta heading further down the hall, the remaining guests taking up post outside the door. Quickly, she entered the dining room and locked the door behind her. If the guests didn't like it, oh well. It wasn't their ship. Tifa strode to the hidden wine closet and entered it, disappearing briefly and returning with a large dark bottle and two wine glasses. Setting them in front of both Captains, Tifa spoke softly as she said, "Here we have a year 1990 Chianti, a darker fruity wine that is sweet but it will not overwhelm the senses. Today's meal is still to be determined, however word should come soon. I am sure you will enjoy." With that, Tifa turned away and stared out the window.