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As they were introduced to the rest of the team, both Izzy and Kenny listened intently to the other people. The one person with the ferret, Kaeli, unnerved Kenny with her threats of bombing them if they were SPEP, but Izzy was rather unfazed. They were then escorted throughout the ship. When they got to the kitchen and found that the meals were self-serve, Kenny smiled and Izzy groaned, almost in unison. Kenny always loved cooking; Izzy, on the other hand, would set fire to the place if she so much as attempted to make a sandwich. When she lived alone, she ate out a lot, which really dug into her money reserves. Anyway, next the group was shown their cabins: Izzy getting the third on the right, while Kenny got the meager one at the end, and they both went to their respective rooms.
Kenny's was minimalistic. It had a cot for a bed and a small crate that was probably supposed to be used as a table. Well, it also had a small porthole, but that was hardly considered furniture. Izzy had a better room: The bed looked comfier, had actual sheets on it, and there was a small dresser and a desk, plus a porthole. Both were rather fine with their lodgings: Kenny had grown used to small, uncomfortable sleeping arrangements being a street urchin, and Izzy was used to these sort of cabins in ships, as they felt more like a home to her than any motel room she slept in.
After about a minute of settling in (Namely, putting his suitcase with all of one change of clothes and his wrench on the crate), Kenny left the cabin and headed for the kitchen, primarily to see what foods were in store. Sure, he wasn't a 5-star chef or anything, but he was confident he could probably cook better than most others on this ship who probably subsisted entirely on hardtacks. When he got there, he was able to catch a glimpse of the man that Kenny remembered as calling himself "Edward Wright" leaving the kitchen for what he assumed was the Sky Deck where the next meeting or something was gonna take place. As Kenny walked around the food stores, he was mildly annoyed to see that it was primarily grain and dried, salted meats. There were the occasional spice or so, but not enough to really make anything too good. Oh, well, Kenny worked with worse.
Izzy took a bit longer to put her stuff away. She had a bit more to unpack, and she felt it necessary to neatly fold her changes of clothing into the dresser. This took her a few minutes longer than Kenny, but not too long. She also went to the kitchen, but not with a reason. She was mostly just wandering at random and haphazardly ended up in the main eating area, which was pretty much empty at the time. At that moment, however, Kenny walked out of the food stores and noticed her. Figuring he didn't have much better to do, he might as well introduce himself to at least part of the crew.
"Hello there, uh, Lizzy, was it?" He said, not clearly remembering her name since his memory wasn't exactly perfect. Izzy giggled at his screw-up and corrected him. "Izzy, and nice to meet you too, Ken." Izzy, on the other hand, had a really good memory. Regardless, the two shook hands and continued to chat for a bit as they started trekking to the Sky Deck. "So, what were the slums like?" Izzy asked. Kenny responded with a matter-of-factly "Crap." Izzy giggled again at this; Kenny thought she giggled a bit much, while Izzy thought Kenny was just being melodramatic. "Well, what were the rich neighborhoods like?" Kenny asked. "Crap," was Izzy's reply, with a grin. Kenny smirked at this.
The duo walked out onto the Sky Deck at this moment, and silently seperated; Kenny going to lean on a railing opposite the boarding plank while Izzy sat on a crate near it.
