It's like an ultra-anemic Crest of the Stars or Last Exile. Crises resolved by finding a mural and some politician arsonist kidnapper douche getting blown off a roof by prop wash/a winter gust? I can deal with the teatime conversations every episode but so far the stories themselves haven't been handled very well.
It seemed good to start, but it's just weakened. It's too bad Allison herself is cool. And cockhungry, despite Wil's faggotry.