trans_9 | Mix-and-Mingle

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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.

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Connor and Murphy had been vaguely making their way to Obs at the insistence of Stacy, and, finally arriving, Connor voiced his opinions on their adventures thus far.

"This place is fuckin' weird!"

"My sentiments exactly," Leni groused. This was not where she'd asked to go when she'd gone to the Hub, she didn't appreciate being jerked around, the statuary was weirding her the hell out, and she didn't even have her damn camera.

All in all, she was in a bit of a state.

"All the organic stuff, fine, but is that really necessary?"

Red didn't seem to share the malcontent the others held for the ship, though that was likely because he had hardly been there as long as the rest of them. The Tiss'shar entered the chambers and his attention was immediately split between the strange statue and the other beings.

A surprised sound came from his throat and he stopped short. In a voice far more composed than you would expect from a giant space raptor, he murmured, "This could not have been designed by Humans..."

Murphy turned to look at the speaker, nodding his agreement. "Yeah, no fuckin' shi-"

The noise that came out next was half yelp, half swear, and in no way construable as manly. Grabbing Connor, he bodily pulled himself behind his twin to hide.

Connor had been about to talk to the nice lady when his brother practically jumped inside his clothing. He got as far as "Fuck if I know-", before the shreiking started.

Connor turned to see what had his twin flailing and screaming like an eleven year old girlscout. "What- fuck!" Insert a minor Connor flail. Though a much more macho one than his sissy baby brother.

... and to complete the trifecta, Leni practically jumped out of her skin and scrambled back a bit, barely managing to retain a shred of dignity by not screaming. "W-what the hell?" Humanoid observer aliens were one thing, but talking dinosaurs were way out of her comfort zone just yet.

"What are you?"

Red didn't get it. How could he? He'd never gotten screams before.

Not waiting for some sort of nasty to sneak up behind him while the others were panicking over it, Red whirled around and clacked his jaw, trying to look threatening.

But of course, there was no one there. So he went with his first conclusion: The Humans saw something his eyes couldn't. His nostrils flared in panic as he sniffed the air franticly. "What is it?! What do you see?!"

Murphy jumped again, scrabbling away a little further, dragging his brother along for the ride.

But then the huge lizard dinosaur thing started panicking again, and suddenly the situation switched from Terrifying, capital fucking T, to sort of fucking funny. Especially considering the mistake with the blue dude earlier. "The fuck?" he managed, starting to giggle slightly.

Connor, also noticing the...slightly less than threatening motions of big bad scary dinosaur, tilted his head curiously. "Er, man, we meant you." He thinks about it some more. "Sorry?"

"I'm going to guess you don't get that much." Leni was still keeping her distance, but she wasn't quite on the edge of panic anymore. Come to think of it, it was kind of funny, but that could just be her nerves on the fritz. "Or at all... Anyway, my question still stands."

Red seemed to dance round in a full circle before turning to face the others again. It didn't immediately settle in that he was the source of the panic, but it dawned gradually. Trying to hide his embarassment, he began to quickly trim his claws...with his teeth.

"You...oh. I ...see." His eye's nictating membrane flicked over and over again, cleaning away dust that wasn't there. Another Tiss'shar would have had him pegged in seconds, but even a Human could tell he was aggitated. "No...no I don't get that often. I, tsss, I thought we were under attack." Once he finished groomingly transparently, the attempt to appear diplomatic was almost comical. "My people are called the Tiss'shar. I am Aish-Kar-Yan. And you are...?"

"'M Connor, and this little chickenshit's Murphy. And..we're...human?" Connor feels awkward clarifying. Well, now everyone's uncomfortable, isn't that just fucking dandy.

"Well, I am. We're not too sure about this one," Murphy added, nodding toward his brother. He joked, mostly, grinning uncomfortably.

This had definitely taken a rapid turn from terrifying to awkward. "Leni Ivens. Also human. Um, sorry about that misunderstanding." Leni wasn't exactly used to this whole 'apologizing' thing, but it seemed necessary.

Red looked at each Human in turn. They joked about being nonhuman, but he could smell that was all it was - a joke. He attempted to mimic a human expression used very often in times like these: a smile.

Unfortunately, Tiss'shar muscle and bone structure was not complex enough to accomodate a smile and the best Red could do was open his mouth slightly, revealing two rows of small, sharp teeth.

"It's no trouble, I was just...er. Slightly concerned that there was an attack. This city has left me feeling constantly watched." A slight pause as he gazed at the stars on the display. "This is a city, isn't it?"

And what sharp, pointy teeth they were. Murphy was torn between hiding again and trying to touch them. They were surprisingly very tempting.

"Fuck if we know, man. There's this holograph girl that says we're in a ship, but fuck if that's true or not."

Oh, good. Teeth. That was just what she needed to see. She decided to look up out at the nice sky instead.

"Sounds like a safe bet." She gestured up at the view. "I'm no astrogator or anything, but it looks like we're moving through space pretty fast."

A snort of surprise escaped Red's nostrils as his jaw snapped shut. "A ship?" If this was true, he had much bigger things to think about than how to properly mimic human gestures. He took several quick steps closer to the display.

"That means the sun and sky of the city must be artificial. Which means this is..." He trailed off, not wanting to say the word. If it was what he thought, he might not be amoung friends...

"Means, this is a ship. Livin' one, o'course." Connor's not quite sure what big and scaly is getting at; it seemed fairly straightforward to Connor, even though the whole living ship thing creeped him out.

"Amazing what they can do with holograms these days, isn't it," Leni muttered to herself, her tone entirely deadpan, as she rubbed idly at the back of her neck. It wasn't as if she wasn't used to seeing less-than-real skies, but this whole arrangement had made her bitter about more or less everything involved in it.

Red tilted his head, looking first at Connor, then at Leni. An awkwardly long pause hung in the air before he scratched at his snout and continued.

"Ah. Uhm. Yes, amazing. So then, nothing about this 'ship' strikes you as odd?"

Obviously it was striking him as odd, but it seemed evident from his voice that Red's version of "odd" was something outside the realm of organic goo, holograms and outer space travel.

"The whole fuckin' thing is fuckin' weird, you've gotta stop freakin' out at some point, you'll drive yourself fuckin' crazy."

Murphy leaned against his brother, arm draped over Connor's shoulder, nodding. "I mean, we were fuckin' dumped out of a fuckin' snot bath. An' have ya seen where we're meant to sleep? Seriously! It don't stop bein' weird, anywhere."

"Yeah, we're definitely working with different definitions of 'odd'. Ours included you, for one." And still did, but Leni had a little more tact than that. "So aside from the obvious, what's weird about all this to you?"

The back of Red's throat let out a series of strange, soft honking-clacking sounds as he clicked his jaw. A polite chuckle for Tiss'shar, but it probably sounded something like a four-year-old swinging on a broken door to any other species. "Well, aside from the 'snot bath,' ...there's the entire ship's construction. World ships are a very limited Imperial design."

There, he should be able to gauge from their responses what side they were on. It was just nuetral enough that if they were pro-Empire he likely wasn't giving himself away.

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