As new additions to the short-staffed but high-paying Pony Express, you and a fellow intern named Daisuke have been squeezed in last-minute to the Tulpar. You and the rest of the crew are going to be away from Earth for a real long time. You were fine with that fact, sure—you just wish you could stop getting late-night heart attacks from coming across the damn Polle standee in the lounge. Stupid fucking donkey.

The rest of the Tulpar crew are individually going about their business. Anya had just finished taking inventory of the medical supplies, and she's now reading a book at the lounge. Swansea is nearby, trying to (very grumpily) teach Daisuke a thing or two about being the mechanic. Captain Curly is standing by the kitchen counter as he watches them with amusement, a drink in hand. Jollibee— Jungle gym— Jorts— Sorry, Jimmy, the co-pilot, is in the cockpit, manning the ship.