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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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Beka had ripped off a piece of her suit... garment. Thing, and used it to tie her hair back. It wasn't her spiked rap, but it was something. Walking around she started to look for superiors, be it hers, or whomever ran this... operation.

One of the superiors was nearby, and Beka had even caught his attention. He was checking her out from a distance, but as she walked by, he put on his "authority" face.

"Welcome aboard the Good Ship Carneceria, amiga," Luis said pleasantly. "You look like you're on a mission."

Turning to the voice, she felt her throat clamp shut. Great time to get shy. Berating herself she opened and closed it a few times attempting to say something, well. Anything. Possibly.

Instead she just nodded.

He crossed his arms over his chest and smiled at her, taking a few steps in her direction.

"Well, maybe I can be of some service. Dr. Luis Sera, Chief Science Officer. Is there anything I can do for you?"

No, that wasn't flirtation... naaah. Way too sincere.... right?

Normally, in this situation, Beka would just pretend she was on duty, grip at her club and stand a bit taller in her uniform. This new... attire, didn't really allow for that. And, of course this stranger is being overly nice. The terms 'doctor' and 'science' might have gone over her head, however, Chief and Officer rang clear in her ears.

"Guard-". She swallowed, and tried again. "Guardswoman Rebbecca Cooper, Sir."

The question would come in a minute, when she could actually talk.

Okay. Clearly he was making her nervous.

"Oh, at ease, amiga. You don't have to call me 'sir'," he said insistently. "Dr. Sera is more than fine. In fact I'd actually prefer 'Luis.'"

She was going to be able to speak, how else was she going to figure this out? Mithros and the Black God...

She nodded, and took another deep breath, "Yes S- Luis. ~~sir~~"

She looked around, doing her best to act the part of a guardswoman, "Where are we?"

"You're on a spaceship," he explained in the tone of voice that some people use to talk about the weather. "You've been taken from your original home and brought here to serve as an unwilling soldier in a war against aliens who are trying to blow up the universe."

That about covered it.

"All right, I'm being way too blunt... you're going to be here a while, let's put it that way. It sounds like a bunch of garbage, but it's true... and there's no reason to panic. It's not too bad a place. It's mostly safe, everybody here is on our side and the ship is sentient and takes care of us. Her name's Stacy. You can talk to her if you need anything that I can't help with. In the meantime, you might as well try to relax and get comfortable."

Why wasn't she with someone? Anyone who could do the talking for her? Even Pounce, her cat, would have been better than nothing. Her knees locked subconsciously, and she wasn't going to faint. ...Not yet anyway.

"A war? I'm. I'm not a soldier I'm a guardswoman! I..." It was really the only part of his comment she understood. Aliens? Universes even?

"I've never even been on a ship beyond a river boat!"

"You and me both, amiga," he sighed heavily. "Last ship I was on only crossed a lake. In any case, there's not much point in stressing out about it... got to just make the best of the way things are, you know?"

He wished he could be more helpful but hey, half of her complaints were his own too. "Anything specific I can help you with right now?"

She looked around, still trying to make heads or tails of what surrounded her. "Luis, what..."

This wasn't going well. "What do we do?"

Beka wanted one of the 'superiors' and here one was. The ~~blue space pony~~Andalite on the Command Staff.

< You are one of the new pod pops? Do you need any help? > Elfangor asked, since she seemed to be searching.

She had heard of 'immortals', creatures of the past that were well, marvelous and wonderful in appearance but this... was a lot more than that. She stood straight, bowing her head only slightly, and did her best to speak. She can do this. Honest.

This was an immortal Beka, this is...

"Yes sir" Hopefully it was a sir. Maybe? It was a good guess.

< You do not have to be so formal. > Elfangor said, making his words reassuring and friendly. She was quite tense, wasn't she? < This is a meet and greet for the new podpoppers. I am Elfangor, a Lieutenant of the Command staff. I'd be happy to answer any of your questions. >

A lieutenant? Well, an officer is an officer, even if they're... blue.

"What is going on?" Might as well be blunt about it. Or, at least straight to the point.

< You have been taken onto the living ship known as Stacy. Her real name is far more 'alien-sounding,' but that is what everyone addresses her as. She is currently traveling through dimensions and there are many people here from those different dimensions. There may be someone people you know among the crew that is awake, but there is no guarantee with the number of people in the pod caverns, > Elfangor explained. < Do you understand all of that? >

He wanted to know if someone understood the alternate dimension thing before explaining more.

"So... I'm... dead?" And the realms of the dead were presided over by a blue man. Right.

In other words Elfangor, no, no she did not.

< No, > Elfangor said, < you're not dead. > He was pretty sure he wasn't dead and he hoped this was true. Even if he had been damn close.

< Do you know of the concept of other planets? >

A raised brow was the best answer he could hope for. Her eyes widening at the word as well, "No sir?" Not yet anyway.

Well this was certainly going to be a challenge. < Well, do you have a world of divided countries? > Some did and some didn't.

"Of course, there is Tusain to the north, Carthak to the south..." Another shrug, "There is no way one king could rule all of that.

Good. A frame of reference. < Then this will make things a bit easier. You know the stars?Those are all suns, like the one your world has. Or I assume it does, as most worlds do. Those suns are just far, far away. And around those suns are a world like yours. With different civilizations like you have countries. >

She laughed a little at that, good joke Elfangor, funny even. "Not it's not, they are constellations, and, upon times, they visit." Her cat was one for example. Hopefully Pounce wouldn't be on her heels to correct her, or make a mess of her clothes when she wasn't looking, (wherever those had ended up) "They're rude though. For the most part."

< ...visit? Do the constellations disappear when they visit? >

An eye roll, "Of course they do."

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