Angry Julio is angvry

[julio-richter.livejournal.com]

He'd had it. While this computer called Stacy had been nothing if not heplful, he still wasn't getting the answers he wanted. Julio had had enough. The young Mexican man ran almost blindly through the halls until he came across a group of people.

"What the fuck is this place?" He blurted out angrily. "Take me home, now!"

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[found-myway.livejournal.com]

A heavily scarred boy distinguishable by his single working eye and the sheathe tied on his back over the plantsuit rolls his eye. "You think if we could go home, we'd still be here?"

[julio-richter.livejournal.com]

Julio eyes the boy critically, as if he were the one acting strange. He moves a step or two closer, sizing him up. "I don't know who you are, guey. I don't know your agenda. Maybe you don't know how to get home, but the fact still remains that I have no idea who the fuck you are or what you're doing here, with me, or with all those others in those pods."

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

"Calm down," An unusually tall blond answered. She was unfazed by his apparent anger, but then again it took a lot to invoke any emotional response from Samus.

[julio-richter.livejournal.com]

"I've been stuck for God knows how long running fucking mazes for this damn computer, which I'm pretty sure was trying to kill me. I woke up in this...whatever the Hell this place is, and you want me to calm down? Dios." He let out a breath of frustration and looked her over. "Who are you, anyway?"

[psi-flames.livejournal.com]

Jono winced, rubbing the side of his head as he turned. Oi! Keep it down a little, will ya? he snapped, brow furrowed as he tried to place the face. Vaguely familiar. Can't take you home, mate. Roight now, none of us are so sure we got homes t' go back to.

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

"You're on a ship called Transmigration 9, the main AI is named Stacy, the computer you were running mazes for is GLaDOS, I'm Samus Aran, and, yes, I expect you to calm down," her tone was professional, cold, with a touch of sit-down-and-shut-up-or-else-I-won't-bother-to-explain-any-of-this.

[found-myway.livejournal.com]

Zuko moves his own step or two closer. No way he's going to let some angry strange recent podpop get ground on him.

"That's Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation, to you." He has to stop himself from tacking on a nice, derisive 'peasant.' After all, it's a little hard to tell rank when they're all wearing the same plantsuits. "There's one of your answers. You want any more, you might wanna sit down. You're not going to like them."

Hey, he's being honest.

[julio-richter.livejournal.com]

""Oh, well forgive me, your royal highness," he said sarcastically. No matter how hotheaded the man was, though, he knew when it was time to shut up. Being the new guy afforded him many of those moments.

"Alright, I'm listening," he said, almost defeatedly.

[julio-richter.livejournal.com]

"Jono?" He asked tentatively. Could it really be him? While not number one on his list, he wasn't trying to be picky. "What are you doing here?"

[julio-richter.livejournal.com]

Well, that settled it. He knew that look and tone anywhere. This woman was here for business and business only. He had no way of knowing for certain, but considering his past and what he had to deal with since getting here, he hazarded a guess that she wasn't one to mess with.

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

"Now," Samus pulled out her omnicomm, pulling up the crew roster, "What's your name so I can put you in contact with your team leader? They'll point you in the right direction."

[julio-richter.livejournal.com]

"Uhm...Julio," he replied nervously. "Julio Richter. Or Rictor. It might pop up under that."

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

She scrolled through and... there his name was, listed neatly under her own.
"Team Golf. That's my team; welcome aboard."

[julio-richter.livejournal.com]

"Awesome," he replied, mimicking her. "So, what does this mean, exactly? Are we Psycho Computer's test group? What do we do here?"

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

"GLaDOS has a tendency to run experiments on the crew," her tone indicated that she was not exactly fond of this AI, "But that's not our primary purpose here. Or at least, we haven't been told that."

"The main AI, Stacy, has told us that we've basically been from our own universes before their very destruction," her voice was blunt. Cold. She wasn't exactly the best at being sympathetic. Plus, she had moved on from carrying about her old home. Her job was to protect those around her, didn't matter if she was back in her own galaxy or on a ship full of misfits traveling through the bleed. "We've been conscripted. We've been released to fight the Ohm-those who destroyed all of our own universes-and prevent further destruction."

Well, that didn't really explain what they did, but it was the goal of the ship in a nutshell. Samus figured it would probably be best to get the heavy stuff out of the way first.

[julio-richter.livejournal.com]

"...Whoa." For the first time since being popped, Julio was speechless. Either this woman was telling the truth, or she was the best actress he'd ever met. There'd been several times that he could remember that Earth, or even the universe in general, had come under peril, but he'd always been able to save it. Not this time.

"Where are we now?" He asked.

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

She shrugged, "Hell if I know. Space."

[psi-flames.livejournal.com]

Well, frankly, Jono usually wasn't that high on anybody's list. Unless you'd gone to school with him and even then, he tended to be a little low. Even Angelo would probably rather have seen Jubilee first.

He nodded, hand slipping to the back of his head. Julio, aye? Right. That was the proper name. He remembered that. Same as you, mate. Since I ain't seen you at the "meet 'n' greets", I'm gonna guess 'at you ain't gotten the spiel an' explanations. It wasn't entirely unusual for people to bypass the meetings, after all. There had been a few.