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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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Wait... children?
"There are... children here?"
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"Ridiculously enough, yes. Teenagers.."
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"I wish I knew what this ship is doing. This blurs things even more. What possible reason could it have for kids that young?" The question is more the Chief thinking out loud than anything else, but speculation is equally welcome.
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"It's assumed she has a purpose - She has only picked up certain people, apparently. Soldiers, Scientists, people with strange abilities. Most of the youngest here fall in that category."
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Most of them involve gratuitous amounts of violence and death-cheating. Fortunately, the Chief is perfectly good at that.
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The Chief somehow doubts he's just going to find his armor, though. Things are never that simple.
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Forgive him, he's cranky.
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"I should look for it."