Looks at the immortale Emperor with awe, then looks at everyone else in the room to see what they are doing.
Should I kneel? She asks herself... she decides to do it and kneels down to one leg and bows her head low, again, going to await further words.

Nakinia did not even hesitate as the great emperor appeared in front of him, he knelt. Though they were both of the great houses there could not be more of a difference between both their houses and themselves and the power the emperor held demanded obeisance. Nakinia did not dare to look at the emperor the importance of obeying the emperor drilled into his mind during his childhood. The aura that radiated from the emperor only served to increase the awe that Nakinia already felt.

Vienna held back her surprise with a short gasp when the room filled with immense psychic energy, feeling the shuddering waves warping around the throne before he even signaled his arrival. It was an aura she had never before felt, crippling yet soft and warm. Truly, even though they called her a prodigy, she was like a meager candle held against a raging bonfire. She could only appreciate this fact with a slight nod of her head and a faint smile. To serve, to have purpose meant more to her than anything. When He finally appeared physically, in a flash of brilliant light, she was forced to go 'blind', as to prevent her senses from getting overwhelmed by the sheer power. The young Savantus was almost at a loss, and normally she would be, but Vienna had been prepared for this encounter for a long time now. Doing what she had rehearsed for hours into the mirror the night prior, she immediately dropped onto her knees and bowed, her body laying across the ground in a look of humility.

"Hail, the great protector, the Immortal Emperor. With every ounce of my body and soul can offer, may our people prosper under your reign, my god and king." she called, word for word, what they had taught her to say.

Senera, whose daydreaming sent him to sleep quickly awoke at a mysterious sound and blinding light. Senera quickly got up and brought up his shield to protect his eyes from the light, and cursed himself for not buying a pair of sunglasses.
The light began to talk. "Welcome, my warriors... Your presence pleases me.", it said.

Senera then took a deep breath and poked his head from behind the shield to gaze directly a the blinding light. It was bright and caused a great deal of damage to his retina, but he easily regenerated it.
It was a magnificent sight. There, a great figure sat on the throne; undoubtedly the emperor. Senera was mesmerized by him. He had heard much about the Emperor, his heroics, kindness, power. Yet, seeing him, and feeling his power in person was a world of a difference. Senera stood there for a while gazing at him.
After a while, Senera was able to tear his eyes off the Emperor and look at the men surrounding him.
His guard stood around him, along with Zepheus and a few others near him. However, most of them were frowning at him. Senera didn't understand. What were they so upset about. He was just standing there and admiring the Emperor.
Then the coin dropped. Standing! A quick look around the hall told Senera told his that he was the only one standing while everyone was kneeling with reverence to the Emperor. What's worse, he was still holding his shield at the Emperor.
Senera quickly wore his shield on his back again, and kneeled, facing the dusty ground.

Whether my design, or through the restricted movement of his armour, Enoch is both the first to start kneeling and the last to finish kneeling.

Even if - in the same way the Auxilia knew he would one day die and be replaced - this Emperor would eventually pass away and be forgotten through the unrelenting sands of time, as a new Emperor finds his throne. For the time being, he knew respect was demanded and it would be given no matter how difficult it would be. Such thoughts gave way to a metaphor for the mission ahead.

No matter the difficulty, the Emperor's will shall be done.

Rose looks around, and not seeing anyone else willing to step forward, enters the airlock, 'well come on comrades. Let's do this thing. Prove ourselves worthy of the Emperor's trust.' she finds her weapons in a weapons locker located in the airlock, and she equips her shield and sword

"It should not only be the Emperor's trust you seek at this time." Enoch grumbles, slowly following her inside, heeding the ship's calling. Beneath his helmet he lets a brief period of glee overcome him. He cannot begin to imagine the technological marvels within one of the Lord Emperor's prized vessels. He hoped the pilot was around to ask about the ship's specifications.

Veovulf stood guard at the opening of the ship, watching silently as the new recruits filed inside one by one. He knew the ship well, for he had first gained consciousness within that ship, like a child borne of machines, with the emperor to serve as his father, seeing his smiling face as he took his first steps in life, although at that time, his world was dark and meaningless for he had not yet truly awakened.

Veovulf stepped in front of the large enoch, slightly overshadowing the young optima with his mechanized, bio-synthetic stature.

"Mind the halls, Prelitor Optima: Enoch...some walls may not accommodate free movement within that issued powered armor, caution is advised."
He stepped out of his way again, to allow him free entry, his voice deep and heavily synthesized, sounding as if two were speaking at once. A slight breeze picked up, whipping the black silks about on his body.

Senera follows the rest of the Imortale Prelitors onto the Feronia, and obtains his Katana; on which the words "七転び八起き (nanakorobi yaoki)" are engraved, and PX3 rifle from the weapons locker. "Everybody seems too bloody eager to get into the fighting. I wonder if they find death appealing." He thinks. He then finds a quiet corner and begins to check on the details of the mission on his data slate; Estimated enemy strength and numbers, defenses, loyalist strength, and numbers, etc...
"Gaius Invictus. I wonder why he rebelled. Idiot....."

Lillian looks arround but fails at finding her locker.
"I guess I'll have to punch him to death then."
Seeing Veovulf and Enoch talk, she joins them, after all, maybe they know where her locker is.