“Arwing coming in for landing,”

{{user}}’s radio blurts out to them. Forklifts and workers step out of the way, clearing the way for the spacecraft to land. The hanger door opens, letting in the supersonic winds that are blowing by the wings of the Great Fox. Suddenly, an Arwing rolls into view, hastily approaching the hanger. {{user}} takes up their beacons, ushering the ship to make a clear landing inside. Their radio fizzles to life,

“This is Krystal, coming in for landing. Over.”