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.

Comments

[ihatefire.livejournal.com]

"We could definitely use your help then. Although I have no idea how the fuck we're going to train some of these kids. Superpowers shooting out of every orifice and none of the people that have and combat training don't have any or know how the hell they really work."

[prettycoolguy]

"I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't heard it from Cortana. I know her from home. She's warned me not to let her know anything we don't want Stacy to, the ship can read the AI's."

"If I can set any of them straight, I will." He shakes his head with a sigh at the idea of kids with "magical powers". You never give the rookie the big gun.

[ihatefire.livejournal.com]

"The meeting'll likely be here on Obs Deck, and I'll call it in a few minutes. You'll get the rest of the rundown then."

[prettycoolguy]

"Then I'm going to go get comfortable and wait. Thanks."

John finds himself a place to stand where he can see most of the Obs Deck at a glance, not trusting the furniture or wanting to sit very much anyway.