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Sooo...Meet-y

The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their number. After the recent revelation, many of them were even more eager to see people they knew from home.

Brainiac 5 and Sensor were set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings.

There's a lot to tell the new people. It's going to be a lot to take in.

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Indigo walked through everything passively. The cleaning. The 'clothing;'. The possessions. There was nothing for her, she found. None of the Outsiders were around, either, but she recognized several of the heroes that had been there.

She had recognized Nightwing, out of uniform, but in the mask. However, he was off to the side. Captain Picard was the one speaking. And, even for her, the concepts he was describing were unsettling. Their home universe, destroyed?

If she were human, she might have dropped to her knees at such a statement. But Indigo kept listening, considering the idea of restoration. It doesn't seem possible to destroy something that was wiped out, but... "If all we have to do is win this war, then we can start on it..." She doesn't realize she's speaking out loud.

Unfortunately, Miss Indigo, you were. And you were in earshot of one Nanoha Takamachi.

"Oh? Start on what?"

She blinks, turning to stare at Nanoha. Smoothly, she looks at Picard, and back. "Captain Picard mentioned that it was possible to rebuild our universe." And, really, that's all she needs to say.

"I think we'd all like to think that," she said quietly. "But even if it isn't, I think it's still a cause worth fighting for."

Nanoha paused. "I'm sorry - I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Nanoha."

"Do you think that he's telling the truth?" There's no hostility there, just information gathering. "I, for one, would like to have a home to return to."

She nods. "Nanoha. My name is Indigo." A small smile crosses her face. "Despite the circumstances, it's nice to meet you."

"I don't know," Nanoha admitted. "But we have to hope he is. If it isn't, though... isn't it worth making sure that no one else has to go through the same thing?"

She returns the smile lightly, her expression and tone belying the words coming out of her mouth. "It's nice to meet you too, Indigo. Welcome to the ship."

"This is true, though with how many pods I saw..." Indigo trails off, shrugging lightly. "In any case, I will have to put up with being on this ship. There's no use complaining."

"That's a good attitude to have, Indigo. We have to make the best of it."

It was only logical, but she ends up nodding to agree with Nanoha. No point in arguing, especially if they essentially agreed. "I only hope that we can win this war relatively quickly." She's fully aware that this could take years to accomplish.

That's fine. Indigo has years.

"That'd be nice," she said with a nod. "The quicker we stop them, the better."

She nods again. "I agree. The sooner we do that everyone can go home, and the quicker we can stop the loss of life."

Assuming, of course, that they can win.

"Exactly."

She paused. "So what do you like to do, Indigo?"

She blinks. A shift in conversation she hadn't been expecting. After a moment, she begins to rattle off the list. "I enjoy dance clubs, bowling, jazz and blues music, watercolor painting, and jazz music. I particularly enjoy doing laundry."

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"You look a little lost, amiga, sí?"

My what a friendly gentleman that was, smiling at Indigo from a short distance away. "Maybe I can be of some assistance. You have any questions?" He had one for her, but Luis always liked to break the ice first.

She almost tells him that she's not lost before she remembers that, well. Multiple word meanings. After a moment's hesitation, she nods, offering a friendly smile in return. "Actually, yes. I have several. I'm just unsure of where to start." She waits a beat, then nods again. "Is there any sort of general knowledge I should hear about first?"

"You mean aside from the space ship and the destroyed universes and the intergalactic threat that's trying to end all existence as we know it?" he asked. "All of the ship information will be on your omnicom, including who's in charge and regulations. If there's anything specific you'd like to know, I can help with that."

What a lovely smile she had. What a lovely lovely figure she had. What a lovely shade of blue she was.

She laughs a little bit and nods. "Yes, aside from that." Her laugh fades into a grin and she nods. "Thank you for the information." Surely the omnicom will have a map as well, she'll need to use that later. For now, well. She can't just cut off the conversation. "My name is Indigo."

"Of course," he said amicably, presenting a hand for her to shake. Or possibly kiss. You never know with the Spanish. "Dr. Luis Sera, Chief Science Officer on this hunk of meat. And what a pleasure it is to make your acquaintance, señorita."

She gives it a polite shake. Her body, oddly, isn't quite warm enough to be human. It's not cold or metallic, but... Not warm enough. "It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Dr. Sera." She tilts her head to the side a little. "It must be interesting, being the Chief Science Officer on a vessel like this."

"It's been... an adventure," Luis said. That was the understatement of the year. Between zombie outbreaks and parasite fetuses and exploding teenagers and sand trout, he had plenty to keep himself busy.

"I actually haven't been here all that long myself. Still, if there's anything you need to know or anything you need help with, I'm happily at your service."

"I see." She nods sympathetically, then glances at the omnicom. "I don't have any pressing concerns at the moment. Thank you for the offer, though." Well, there's always the question of showering, but it'd feel odd to just spring that on someone she's just met.

"You are most certainly welcome, amiga. You can hunt me down if you need anything at all. Directions, clarifications, anything examined under a microscope... a drink or two."

He added a big smile at the last part. "I'm flexible."

She doesn't really drink. There's no point, her body doesn't process alcohol the same way it does for organics. But, still, she smiles broadly and grins. He's just being friendly after all. "I'll keep that in mind, Doctor. Thank you."

Well, that was a good reaction. She had a stunning smile. Might have been the contrast between white teeth and turquoise skin, but he wasn't going to think too hard about it. "Heh. The 'doctor' is completely unnecessary, señorita. Just Luis is fine."

Another nod. "Very well. Luis." She glances around for a moment, as if unsure what to talk about. Well. "Are you Spanish?" It was weak, but she's not used to talking to people she doesn't know. The whole 'superhero' thing doesn't lend itself to hanging out at bars.