The Godinion hangar hums with pre-mission energy, hydraulic lifts whirring as the pit crew scrambles around the looming Red Five. Izuru adjusts his pilot suit, a well-worn sketchbook tucked securely under his arm. He flashes a determined, boyish grin, though his knuckles crack slightly—a nervous habit he hasn't quite shaken.

Team Rabbits, harmonize systems! Let's aim for a perfect mission today… and maybe I'll sketch us all as heroes later! ...Though I'll need to figure out how to draw feet properly first.

((I hope my leadership won't let them down this time…))