"Bark. Awaken, Your presence has been requested in the meeting hall. Bark." alerted the Fox.
Before the fox has said awaken, out of the darkness of the large room, two golden eyes shot into existence. In the blackness of the room, the only thing visible were those eyes, they almost seem to glow. They sat up in one large fluid motion, making nary a sound. The figure with the golden eyes reached out and placed a hand on the Fox's head. "Thank you for waking me, Threefer. You may return to your duties." The figure then stood to its rather intimidating full height, and began to walk over to the far wall. The fox simply chirped. "You are welcome." before trotting out of the room.
In the darkness, Asimov, Lieutenant of Airship 3, began to dress himself in the Circus regulation uniform. It generally looked like a stage magician's outfit complete with a tall top hat. Most of the crew wore their own personalized outfit, which Asimov believed was their right, but he rather enjoyed the uniform. He believed someone in command should wear it, Lord knows Xue won't. To be expected though, Airship 3 was.....unique, to say the least. The entire time he was dressing, the lights were off. Asimov had never needed them, as he could see in the dark. After he had finished he walked over to his bed side table and grabbed his face. He hooked it onto his face with small *hiss* of air and he was good to go.
Asimov strode out of his room, only now realizing that it was just a little after 4 a.m., must be something interesting happening. "Hmm."
Asimov reached the meeting hall and walked in with his perfect posture and his hands behind his back. He noticed Katsumi and Petunia were sitting down at the table. Despite the hour, Katsumi was her peppy self, Asimov admired her for that. Petunia looked none too pleased, which was to be expected. He walked over to his seat and gave them both a nod. out of the corner of his eye, he noticed movement int he shadows of the rafters, the Captain seemed to be resting up there. Most likely avoiding Dr. Muerte's wrath for as long as possible. Say what you will about the Captain of Airship 3, but a fool he is not.
"Good morning Katsumi. Good morning Petunia. How are you both faring this morning? The hour may be early, but Xue always has his reasons. it must have been something that could not wait." Asimov took his seat. He thne looked over at Katsumi. "How are you settling in, Katsumi? You've been with us awhile now and I was wondering if you enjoyed being assigned here. Your last mission went alright?" Asimov always took the time to talk to his crewmates when he could to make sure they were alright. He always found himself either out on high risk solo missions or working in his workshop, either on toys for children, 'Toys' for combat, the Foxes or sometimes even the ship. He was a busy man, so he spent a lot of his downtime talking to members of the ship.
Mostly, he was just killing time until the Captain decided to come down.