Mix-and-Mingle

[cityship]

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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[lytaalex.livejournal.com]

"You have no idea," she answered. Not only had living on Babylon 5 made contact with aliens a daily fact of life, but Lyta had spent a year on the Vorlon homeworld. A year during which she had been placed into a tank and altered by the ancient species to suit their needs. Gill implants placed in her neck made her capable of breathing in alternate atmospheres, her telepathic abilities--originally rated a P5 by Psi Corps.--had been enhanced exponentially, and then there was the fact that... "I suppose you could say I know how you feel having Toxin a part of you," she said, looking over at Pat.

[likeapoison.livejournal.com]

Toxin perks up at that, his eye patches crinkling in curiosity. Pat looks to him, then back at Lyta. "Had a bodyguest of your own?"

The symbiot stretched out to sniff at her again.

[lytaalex.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't, she said to Toxin. Vorlons don't leave traces of where they've been.


She nodded to Pat. "The Vorlons took me their home-world and...changed me."

[likeapoison.livejournal.com]

Toxin continued to peer at her, but nodded.

"Vorlons?" Whoever they were, they didn't sound that pleasant.

[lytaalex.livejournal.com]

"They're an alien race...where I come from," Lyta answered. "Much older than humans. And much, much more powerful. Probably about as old and as powerful as whoever made this." She gestured at the fleshy walls of the ship around them.

[likeapoison.livejournal.com]

"Are they symbiotes or parasites or...?" Pat's own experience with aliens was limited; besides Toxin, he had only met Venom and Carnage, and those encounters had mostly involved attempts on his life.

[lytaalex.livejournal.com]

"Neither," she answered, turning her attention back to the window. "They've evolved to the point of being almost pure psychic energy. But they're also capable of 'breaking a piece of themselves' off and hiding it inside of a host--like me--and then take the piece back out later after it's done what it needed to do."

[likeapoison.livejournal.com]

"...I'm kind of afraid to ask what it needed to do." Pat glanced to Toxin. "Toxin's still stuck with me-he's not old enough to try and run off to a different host."



"I've heard it before, and you never do it. Give it up."

Toxin huffed and slunk back inside, melding into Pat's clothing.