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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.
no subject
The other boy had nicked at his ego, but arguing whether or not he could 'take down' Vincent wasn't going to help matters. He put it aside.
He looked back at the sharpness lurking in Jaime's eyes. It was noteworthy, but not intimidating for him. Vincent was not evil per se, or at least he liked to think he wasn't. He'd been given the option to grow up, excelling in all fields presented to him, or he was punished severely. It had given him a harsh outlook, and an appreciation for at times ruthless tactics.
He'd tried conquest, and then found it utterly dissatisfying once he realized just how big the world truly was. He had no idea if being a 'hero' had any merit for him, but he had no interest in being a villain.
He inquired innocently. "How much of a threat does your armor... excuse me, your friend, classify me as?"
no subject
He held up his hand, black sweeping around it and forming little sensors on his fingertips. He HAD gotten a good sensor sweep in before he'd gone all...brainfried. He just had to match up to the profile--ah.
"Quantum probability manipulator... not much of a threat. Pretty powerful for a meta, though."
Glowy fingers disappeared.
"Doesn't matter. My point is--I don't want to hurt anyone. That's why I'm not going to start."
no subject
Not much of a threat? Not much of a THREAT? Who did that self-righteous alien bug thing it was talking t--- No, no. Stop it. Put the Von Doom ego back in its cage. You're not here to make enemies.
He looked at the other young man for a long, very tense, minute.
"You're either a much stronger, or much weaker, man than I am, Jaime Reyes. Time and this 'mission' will likely reveal which."
Hesitating for a moment, he extended his hand. The insult of the bug's analysis still burned in the back of his head though.
no subject
But he shook his hand. Cautiously.
no subject