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

[not_the_philistine]

Goliath has no patience for a fight that is not in defense of something. "A gargoyle does not fight for sport. Do you threaten my brother, or do you not?"

[greenestlantern.livejournal.com]

"Brother, huh? Not much family resemblance. Though equally ugly." He frowned. "Your brother looked far too much like the guys I was fighting just before I showed up in this carcass of a space ship. I'm pretty convinced he ain't one, but if he does a wrong move, towards my friends, then yeah, I'll hurt him."

[not_the_philistine]

Why is everything with humans always about blood relation? This has always baffled Goliath and it always will. "Looks deceive," he says, though his voice is still more a growl in his throat than a human voice would be. As it becomes clear there is no need for a fight, he relaxes from his battle stance, draping his wings around his shoulders. "Consider yourself bound to the same conditions. I take my clan's safety very seriously."

[greenestlantern.livejournal.com]

"Fine." It was almost too bad. The big guy looked like he might put up an pretty good fight.

[not_the_philistine]

"Fine." He would, but he's saving up all his raaaaeg for the Ohm. Gotta conserve,