Greet the (New) Meat! (no, don't eat them!)

[cityship]

By hook or by crook or by avoiding hook and crook, the crew assembled from the previous podpops eventually made it up to the Living Area to greet their new crew mates. The creepy sculpture was also there, though less to greet them than it was always there.

The strange, fleshy seating had multiplied. You really, really don't want to know how.

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[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

After spending entirely too much time trying to pry information from an entirely unhelpful voice known as "Stacy," Samus had made her way into the living area of the ship. While clearly not happy to be here, she isn't visibly over-upset or angry as she observes the other shipmates.

If anything, she's gathering all the information she can by surveying the area. Even though she's utterly clueless about her entire situation as of right now, she appears to be in control and carry herself with a confident air.

[cutintomyheart.livejournal.com]

Something about Samus draws Chris' attention, and the unpleasantly pale teenager matches her gaze with a smile that suggests he's a socially awkward person trying very hard not to be.

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

What was he smiling at? Samus, being as socially unacquainted as she is, doesn't realize that he might even feeling awkward. She looks him up and down; he's pale, young, and then looks him straight in the eye perhaps coming off more intimidating than she means to be, but intimidating none the less.

[cutintomyheart.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" he volunteers, seemingly unaffected by Samus' manner. He matches her look right in the eye, in fact. There's something somehow a bit disconcerting about him, on closer inspection—past just looking unhealthy, something intangible makes him seem a bit unlikeable...

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

Samus doesn't really notice his likableness or lack thereof, either because, well, she doesn't really like that many people to begin with. Being forced into socialization doesn't sit well with her either, so she attributes the rest of those feelings to that. None of this changes her stony-faced expression, though.

"Hello." She talks in a professional, unfriendly tone.

[cutintomyheart.livejournal.com]

Chris frowns a little, in a mildly overexaggerated way. "Oh, cheer up," he says, and it only takes another moment for his smile to return. "Someone as pretty as you shouldn't be so dour..." Is he flirting? If so, he's... pretty bad at it.

[bluerose-knight.livejournal.com]

It's that confident air that draws Sparhawk's attention. Socialising is never high on the broken-nosed Knight's priority list, but he remembers that he was glad of a word or two of explanation when he first arrived here.

"Greeting, neighbour," he speaks, starting off the conversation. His tone is amiable, but quiet, giving the woman a chance to ignore him if she wishes.

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

Hrmn. Friendly. A bit too friendly for Samus's tastes, but then again she's not exactly an expert when it comes to congeniality. Or cordiality. Or any other variation of being moderately pleasantly social, but maybe he could explain why the hell she's here or at least what "Stacy" is.

When she's addressed, she looks at the man and acknowledges his presence with a slight nod. It had nothing to do with being polite or social, but ignoring him would have done her no good when she's really looking for information.

[bluerose-knight.livejournal.com]

Well, if truth be told, Sparhawk isn't the most socialable of people either, but he was quite glad to find other people that either a) knew what was going on, or b) were just as clueless as he himself was.

"You just come out of one of those pods?" he asks, blunt as usual. "Startling, isn't it?"

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

"Yes."

She speaks! But nothing after that. She just keeps looking at Sparhawk trying to determine the potential usefulness of this man and whether she should even bother with the continuation of this conversation.

[bluerose-knight.livejournal.com]

If usefulness is judged by build, then Sparhawk is very useful indeed. Especially here, he holds himself with the peculiar alertness of the trained warrior.

"Have you been told much?" he asks. "I don't know much myself, Stacey isn't the most obliging of beings, but there might be something I can help you with."

Sparhawk can fill in the gaps in the conversation, no problem.

[ihatefire.livejournal.com]

"I'm Cybil Bennett," says another blonde woman that approaches her, carrying herself just as confidentally. "For some reason Stacy's decided I'm the captain, so I'm doing the best I can to hold our little motley crew together. What's your name?"

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

Oh, finally someone who was in charge. Perhaps she could finally find out something useful.

"Samus Aran," she says in her most professional sounding voice.

[ihatefire.livejournal.com]

"Has anyone explained our situation to you?"