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Greet the (New) Meat! (no, don't eat them!)
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.
The strange, fleshy seating had multiplied. You really, really don't want to know how.

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Yes, Jono figured pretty much anybody he knew was in those pods. It wasn't a bad place to start from, at least.
When Billy introduced himself, the corners of Jono's eyes turned up slightly. As close as the young man came to a smile. Name's Jono. Likewise, I'm sure. He offered the young man his hand.
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"The pleasure is mine, Jono." He shook the offered hand tentatively, accompanied by a slight smile. Score one for civility. There might be a few positive things in this disorganized army after all.
"How have you been occupying yourself around the ship?" Hey, he's still curious about what a crew does.
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He tilted his head in thought. Well, there's a crackin' media library here. I'm mos'ly workin' me way through the music section, but I know a lot of people've been usin' it fer research.
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"I'd like to begin some research of my own. The resources there could be useful later on. How would I go about reaching it?"
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He cracks a small smile at Jono. "Thank you."
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At this rate, he'd be giving the fifty pence tour in no time.