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Whodunnit?

It was time to get a little more organized, share some information with each other. She had a talk with that bigface kid, Jaime, to see if he could do anything to shield them from Stacy's prying eyes and he said he had a few ideas, so a meeting place was chosen, and it was time to gather.

Cybil had a good authoritative, shouting voice.

"Everyone, listen up! We're meeting down in the city near that big tree. Grab whoever you see and get down there."

Indeed they were. People were starting to gather there.

[ooc: Instead of little subthreads, everyone post in one thread as people arrive. Try to keep the convo general, like everyone talking to each other, instead of devolving into private conversations.]

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Nathan knew about the importance better than most, and he was among the first to arrive. He stood near the tree, his hands on his hips, and keeping an eye to the others as they arrive.

Kate had her bow on her back as she arrived, her eyes scanning around for familiar faces like Paco. She was also keeping a watchful eye on who was arriving since been some new faces around lately.

Xander was just hanging back, idly shifting his weight from one foot to the other before standing still. He scratched his nose, and then quickly moved his hand into a friendly wave to anybody near by as though he meant to greet the whole time.

Pat frowned slightly as he looked around, more keeping an eye out for anything odd than the rest of the crew. Toxin had told him about what he and Red had run across, after all, and he wanted to be on alert if it decided to show again.

Toxin, meanwhile, was more distracted by the crowd and snaked out, snuffling around curiously.

2 had come too, skirting around the edges of the group.

Not because she knew there was a meeting, just because she was bored and was wondering what everyone was up to.

Bri arrives as well, and looks down when the local cat-borg brushes past his leg.

...that gets him to stare a bit. Even his world didn't do cyborg cats.

"...What the fuck, man?"

Lyta stood next to Nathan, her arms folded across her chest as she watched with a wary eye as the members of the so-called crew began to assemble near the tree—the very tree where she’d met Ax earlier. As each one approached, she couldn’t help but notice—more so now after the incident at the gate—just how young most of them appeared to be. Some, amazingly, seemed to be even younger than Ax. This wasn’t going to be easy, especially if any more of them turned out to be as impetuous as the captain, Cybil, had claimed the ‘superhuman’ one had been.

Paco approached the tree, with Ax a few steps behind. Paco had nearly tripped over him just as he finished morphing human. At least he had managed to incorporate the clothing that Stacy had provided into his human morph, so he didn't have to explain why he had taken off his suit while alone in one of the empty buildings.

Paco, upon seeing Kate, grinned and waved. "Hey chica. 'Sup?"

Vincent teleported in, finally confident enough in the nature of the ship that he believed it wouldn't scatter his aura across the cosmos. He surveyed the gathering carefully, reflecting on his latest surveillance findings. The cyborgs and the symbiote were here as well.

He still wished he had any idea of how to turn this whole setting to his advantage. For now, he folded his arms across his chest and settled at a suitable vantage point.

He's not the only one with such a thought. Scorpius steps from the shadows by Vincent's side.

"I see someone is finally taking charge around here."

"It may be just another 'meet and greet'." Vincent replied flatly to the alien, unfazed by his arrival. He raised an eyebrow. "Until this ship starts giving us more information, I see very little point in trying to organize anything, yet."

"Preparation," Scorpius replies, somewhat enigmatically.

Murphy bounced up, Connor in tow. Connor looked around at the gathering, a confused look on his face. "So what's th' deal here, then?"

Well, that... was an announcement. Tim made his way toward the tree as... whoever it was had suggested. He didn't see Bart or Kon, so he hung toward the back of the crowd. If they showed up... they'd probably figure out where he was.

Maybe he'd be able to meet up with Jaime or Terry again, too.

Arriving shortly after Connor and Murphy, Sam meandered his way through the growing crowd still pulling the top of his leaf-like 'jumpsuit' back on after a rather disturbing trip to the 'bathroom.'

"Ok..." he said with an irritated tone as he looked at all the people who'd rushed over to the tree but now seemed to be just standing around. "...so where the hell's the fire?" he finished, tugging his arm through the sleeve of his suit just before it sealed itself back up.

Was something actually happening?

"About damn time." Alright, so he was bored in here. All the tasks Tony had set himself on had seemed to be pointless. Maybe someone else would have some good ideas.

When everyone was gathered, Cybil turned to Jaime, currently suited up.

"Reyes, do your thing."

"You got it boss-lady," said Jaime, holding up his hands, his fingers glowing with a blue energy that spread out around them in a large flattened sphere--it even slipped under their feet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do not be alarmed by the glowy energy thingy. This is is cloak us from Stacy's sensors so we can talk without her knowing what we're saying. This is NOT the most effective telepathic block, though, so if anyone else can do something to help with that, or offer more shielding than this, it'd be appreciated."

"Lyta?" Cybil asked. "Can you help shield us from Stacy?"

Lyta's brow creased, a little surprised by the captain's request. "She's not scanning anyone," she began to explain, but interrupted herself when she saw the looks on some members of the group, suggesting some of them weren't 100% comfortable with her assurance.

Sucking in deep breath, she nodded. "Yeah. I can. Just give me a minute."

Her eyes narrowing slightly, Lyta focused her mind on the wall she kept around her own thoughts and pushed it outward, stretching it to shield the whole group from Stacy's prying mind. In all honesty, she wasn't completely positive how long she'd be able to keep the ship from breaking through, but it would at least give her time to warn the captain if Stacy did decide to to poking around.

Once it was complete, she turned back to Cybil. "Ok. She's out."

"Alright, we have to make this fast. We don't know how long we have until Stacy starts poking around or the kid gets tired and runs out of juice."

She looked around at all of them.

"What I need is for everyone to think of everything they've discovered or noticed in the time we've been here--anything unusual, any clues about who's taken us--so we can put it all together."

She went on, "I'll start. Lyta, Nathan, and I were poking around at one of those huge gates in the city, and I shit you not--I got possessed, by some...thing. The ship's holographic doctor even picked it up one scans and Lyta had to force the damn thing out of me. When it was in there, I...saw things. Things that seemed like memories. They were fuzzy, but I remember being tortured, and these voices saying something about brain-altering and that they were trying to do it because I was the captain. I screamed something to them about my crew. I don't know if it was some vision of the future or a trick, or...something, but it certainly calls into question why I started out listed as the captain. If something happened before we all woke up. If our memories are right, and our own."

She went on, "And that question-mark, question-mark hologram--it keeps talking in riddles, but some of them sound like warnings or dropped information. After that thing possessed me, the hologram said something like 'He'll come for them, one by one, until the dams break and the flood scours the earth.'"

Sam stared up at the captain like she were completely off her rocker. He glanced around the room, at the crowd of people, once more before finally speaking. "I think I saw the Ghost of Christmas Future down the block, thatta way," he said, pointing in the direction of the building with staircases on the ceiling.

"Yes, you can talk," Pat muttered, before letting Toxin take suit form. He was the one who'd seen things first-hand.

Sam looked over at, well, the dude who looked like he just jumped out of a Spiderman comic--complete with a set of over-sized teeth that looked like they'd probably seen their fare share of animal carcasses. "You sure that wasn't your breath?" he said.

aime snorted, then quickly carried on--somewhat distractedly, as he was multi-tasking, "Okay, so...were they the same thing? Uh, I mean, that you both saw? What did it look like?"

What little there was of Toxin's upper lip curled back as he growled at Sam, then glanced to Jaime, narrowing his eyepatches.

"The thing that possessed me--we saw it in the air for a minute--floating. It was a cloaked shape."

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