A Warm Welcome.

A young man found himself gazing curiously out the window of his limousine, fingers twitching anxiously atop his lap. Athrun Zala was biting his lower lip eagerly, eyes still focused on the images blurring past him outside the tinted glass window. One thing was for certain… Minister Baylor was intent on making his guests feel quite welcome.

Three limousines in total were making their way to Golden Eclipse H.Q., all driving quite close to each other in a sort of clumped line. They were incredibly spacious vehicles, that was a given. Athrun noted this with a casual glance towards the mini-refrigerator sitting just to his left. To his right sat one Kira Yamato.

Yes, this was the limo that was transporting the former crew of the Archangel. Admittedly, everyone was showing their excitement in their own way. Kira found himself twitching anxiously, much like Athrun.
Mwu La Fllaga, on the other hand…

"Dammit Murrue! Just one little drink…"
The blonde haired man winced rather pathetically, rubbing a bright red mark that had recently formed atop his left hand. If one were to follow his line of vision at that moment, they would follow it directly to the cooler positioned at the right end of the limo. Jutting out from the top of the aforementioned cooler was a rather inviting champagne bottle, unopened and all. Murrue Ramius' only response to Mwu's behavior was a lighthearted scoff. Oh, and a slap on the hand, of course…
They were an odd pair, that was a given, yet as they exchanged glances casually their deep affection for one another was quite evident.
Actually, to be completely honest, the entirety of those placed in limo number one were quite odd altogether.

As the activities of Murrue and Mwu died down, a silence swept across the former Archangel crew. Though, it is a given that anyone would be deep in thought with the looming approach of one of the most revered peace-keeping groups. So there they sat, each individual wearing the standard Earth Alliance uniform.

It was another good fifteen minutes before the first limo came to a halt, Murrue vacating the spacious vehicle first. It was only natural for a Captain, such as herself, to take charge of the situation and gather vital information before the others had a chance. Holding her posture high, Murrue stepped out of the limo and held a polite smile along her lips. Tempted to salute as Minister Baylor made his approach, she was cut short with her arm halfway to her forehead as the Minister embraced her wholeheartedly.

"Captain Ramius! Ah, Commander! How good to see you both! I welcome you warmly into our home!"
The red-headed man released Murrue slowly as he extended his right arm and waved towards the massive grouping of buildings located behind him. The Minister was a rather thin and scrawny man, though he was incredibly tall and hulked over the new arrivals. As Kira Yamato emerged from the limousine, he hadn't even had a chance to introduce himself before they were all being ushered along. Indeed, Minister Baylor wasted no time inviting his guests on the grand tour.

By that time, all three limos had arrived and been evacuated, a large group of people now following that red-headed man along the 'aisles' of the Golden Eclipse. The various colors of ZAFT and the Earth Alliance were meshed within each other, coordinators and naturals now socializing amongst one another. Cheers and laughter erupted from certain individuals, while others remained intent upon the Minister's words and guide to his land… Rather, his empire. It was not too long before the man exclaimed a loud "Halt! Thank you!", stopping the massive group just in front of a grassy field.

"Now then! May I have your attention please!" A daring grin played upon his lips, hollowed amber eyes flickering somewhat dangerously. "I would like to introduce you all to the heirs of my empire… My three wonderful children of seventeen, sixteen, and fifteen! Credle, Mako, Traend – Please, come out here!"

Silence landed upon the group of war veterans. The hell was this? M. Baylor now turned his back to his guests, a rather dumbfounded expression crossing his face. He looked eagerly across the massive field, clearly searching for three figures that should have been approaching… However, his eyes only met one small figure running his way.

The small boy stopped before his father, panting heavily and leaning forwards rather awkwardly. His gold and silver uniformed vest was buttoned up professionally, sleeves cuffed perfectly around his wrists. Brushing back locks of platinum blonde hair, the young boy's crystalline blue eyes met his father's own amber ones. Traend Baylor and his two siblings were in one hell of a lot of trouble.

"Traend... Where the hell are Mako and Credle?"

"Umm... Well... Sir... That's a rather good question..."

"You've gotta be freaking kidding me..."

((So there we go. xD I know it's a little slow, I just have to get all of the basics out of the way first. It'll get better; I promise. Please review, I'd love to hear your opinions. Thank you.))