Sooo...Meet-y

[cityship]

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.

Comments

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

Holy shit it's Malcolm fuckin' Reynolds, does this abduction get any more awesome.

"'Sup, buddy?" Good thing Allen is really good at looking calm and composed and not like he's peeked in on somebody's adventures in another universe. "Welcome to the meatship."

[am-alwaysfree.livejournal.com]

Mal looked up as yet another person addressed him. "Hey. You seem pretty calm. This whole bein' kidnapped thing or whatever it is don't bother you?"

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

"Well yeah, I already been here a couple months. Kidnapping lost its novelty after the first month or so, and them giving me a job."

He nods. "Allen Gentry. I co-head Engineering."

[am-alwaysfree.livejournal.com]

"That how it works? You get a job by bein' given one?" That concept didn't sound too different to Mal, because that was more or less how he handled things back on his own ship: finding people who'd give him and his crew work.

"Nice to meet you. So, you help design things, then?" He was vaguely aware that he might be asking too many questions, but as far as he was concerned, that was the quickest way of getting information.

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

Allen nods. "Design, or break down. There's some dangerous shit on board. By the way, any doomsday weapons you know of, you wanna let me or Billy, my co-captain, know about them before you let the rest of the department know, 'cause a couple of them are technically evil."

[am-alwaysfree.livejournal.com]

"Doomsday weapons?" Mal raised an eyebrow. "Can't say I know of anythin' like that, but if I ever come across them, you'll hear about it. Had some trouble with them, then?"

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

"Millions of worlds means millions of ways to kill a lot of people." Allen shrugs. "Some of them we want on our side, some we don't want around at all, know'msayin?"

Like that roboticizer. Allen is not cool with that machine. He's barely cool with it for medical purposes, but that's a long story.

[am-alwaysfree.livejournal.com]

"True enough. Like I said, I'll let you know if I come across anything." Mal was familiar enough with the types of weapons used in his universe, so he figured if anything crossed his path, he'd be able to recognize it. "Yeah, I got what you mean. Wouldn't want to keep somethin' around that could be used against us."