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Entry tags:
- !!shipwide announcement,
- !!stacy,
- !location: obs deck,
- ax,
- christofel,
- connor macmanus,
- cybil bennett,
- jaime reyes,
- kara starbuck thrace,
- kate bishop,
- lacaille,
- leela bricker,
- leni ivens,
- lyta alexander,
- mr. wednesday,
- murphy macmanus,
- nathan petrelli,
- paco,
- pat and toxin,
- red,
- scorpius,
- speedy mia dearden,
- terry mcginnis,
- the doctor,
- the flash,
- vincent amorason,
- xander,
- zelgadis greywords
Mix-and-Mingle
After the most recent pod-pop had been completed, Stacy began encouraging the crew towards the Obs Deck. They would be most effective if they were familiar with each other, and as the Jaime Reyes Incident had proved, leaving them to meet whenever they happened to cross paths was not effective.
Anyone who stepped into the Hub would be transported to the Obs Deck, no matter where they had intended to go. Those who had been exploring the City were verbally herded towards the Hub, although the energy tentacles did not make an appearance.
||Please report to the Obs Deck for Crew Introductions.||
The Obs Deck hadn't changed very much since they'd last been there. The creepy sculpture was still present, as were the fleshy couches. However, the couches were arranged in a more obvious circle this time.
Come and meet the new -- and in some cases, weirder -- members of your crew.
Anyone who stepped into the Hub would be transported to the Obs Deck, no matter where they had intended to go. Those who had been exploring the City were verbally herded towards the Hub, although the energy tentacles did not make an appearance.
||Please report to the Obs Deck for Crew Introductions.||
The Obs Deck hadn't changed very much since they'd last been there. The creepy sculpture was still present, as were the fleshy couches. However, the couches were arranged in a more obvious circle this time.
Come and meet the new -- and in some cases, weirder -- members of your crew.
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Lacaille actually seemed to brighten at the thought, and peered closely at the clothing, reaching out to take a fold of it between her fingers. "It sounds like it's excreted--how do you control the form it takes? And what else is it capable of?"
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