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.

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[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

< 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. >

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

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.

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

< 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.

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

"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.

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

< 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? >

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

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

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

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

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

"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.

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

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. >

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

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."

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

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

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

An eye roll, "Of course they do."

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

Elfangor paused for a moment. < Then your world seems to operate are some different laws. >

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

Was an apology necessary? Clearly she stepped out of line, her head bowed again, to stare at her feet, the back of her neck and ears flushing red.

"Sorry Sir, but, it's what I know. I never thought that there's be any difference."

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

< You do not have to apologize. I did not expect for the laws to be quite that different, > Elfangor said, sounding thoughtful. < But...you do understand that things exist beyond your world, in the sky, correct? >

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

"Well..." she shrugs, noncommittally, "The Realm of the Gods?"

Oh no. He could be a god. One she didn't know. ... but. Why would she be here? She wasn't a god... she wasn't even one who was chosen by them, and thank them for that. That was nothing but trouble in itself.

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

< It may exist for you. I am still not quite sure how it exists in mine. > Elfangor said. Which meant that no, he was not a god.

< But that is a good thing to take this explanation. The Realm of the Gods is separate from your world, right? >

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

The first half the reply undeniably confused her, however, the second part was easy enough to answer. What child hadn't heard the stories from only a few generations past? It had been.. about two centuries to be vague?

"Of course, it's the human era, The two have been separated since before my grandfather's grandfather was born."

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

< The human era? >

< Well, think of it this way. The other universes are like your world and the Gods' Realm. They are close, but undeniably separated from each other. These were just always separated. >

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

"The period of time from when the immortals were sent to the realm of the gods" Of course.

"Except here? They're not?"

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

< Ah, I see. >

< Stacy is a ship with the ability to travel across them. Like you can travel across bodies of water to different lands, Stacy can cross the 'space' between the different universes. > It should be simple enough to understand, right?

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

There is a small smile, a very, very small one, "I've not been on a ship til this last summer, even then. It was a river boat. But..."

It might be as good of her understanding this as possible.

"But why?"

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

Ah, now that was the hard question. < What I am going to tell you...it will be very hard to take, > Elfangor warned, his own words containing hints of his own sorrow and paint. Just a hint. He was good at keeping up a strong front.

[fish-puppy.livejournal.com]

She stood a bit taller, tilting her chin as well, "I might look young, sir, but I'm no child." Just... seventeen. Barely, seventeen.

Women had children by then, some as old as five at this point, a child was four and five, and most did not live past fifty, in their greatest of ages.

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

< Age does not matter for this sort of news, > Elfangor said. Another warning.

< Stacy is not a ship that is collecting specimens, kidnapping people, or even holding prisoners. She is a ship that rescues refugees. From universes that have been destroyed. > The words, even though they were in Beka's head, were soft. Somber. And very, very sad.