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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[likeapoison.livejournal.com]

"Just be glad you missed the giant cockroaches," Pat says, shaking his head as he looks over to Shawn. "That was right before the last bunch of new people. Fun time explaining things." He frowns. "...But I guess there's a lot of explaining to do no matter what."

[ihasvision.livejournal.com]

"Gigan-sized or Nebulan sized? And actually, possibly not too much explaining needed in my case. Name's Shawn Spencer, psychic detective with the Santa Barbara police department," Shawn pauses a bit as he takes in clues relating to Pat's posture, overall physique, and other physical signs. ""And you're a cop too, aren't you?"

[likeapoison.livejournal.com]

The initial question just earns a raised eyebrow, but the second gets a nod. "Good guess. I'm Pat Mulligan-former NYPD."

Toxin chooses that moment to make his appearance, slithering out of Pat's shoulder and stretching himself to sniff in Shawn's direction. Pat, meanwhile, sighs. "...And that's Toxin. You're going to give somebody a heart attack one of these days."

[ihasvision.livejournal.com]

"Not a guess. Like I said, I'm psychic."

Shawn, who smells vaguely of pineapple for some reason, is in fact surprised by Tox's sudden appearance, but does a very good job of not appearing to be.

"Nice to meet ya Tox. Thought I noticed another aura, wasn't entirely sure what was going on for a sec."

[likeapoison.livejournal.com]

Pat just gives Shawn another look. He's seen people claiming to be psychic before...but where he comes from, it's not always easy to tell if they're telling the truth or not.

"He's what's going on-uh, don't try to poke him," he quickly adds. Best to head off any loss of fingers right away. "He bites."

The pineapplely smell, meanwhile, gets a sneeze out of the symbiote.