Time for the 'meat' and greet

[cityship]

[NOTE: This takes place DURING the holiday plot. If your character is involved in that, then they're still on the surface and not on the ship at this time.]

The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers. After the revelation that their worlds are gone, many of them are even more eager to see people they knew from home.

Several people are set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings.

There's a lot to tell the new people. It's going to be a lot to take in.

[ooc: Only new characters and Command Staff can start new threads for introductions, to limit the number of threads. Everyone else, just tag in and have your guys greet the newbies. The mission is still going on, so if your character is offship, they won't be around for this.]

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[browncoatdevil.livejournal.com]

"You keep talkin' 'bout this Federation. What is it?"

The human race never would change. There would always be someone, sometime, that would want to change things or rule over others. It was human nature to build then destroy and rebuild again. The hand upon her shoulder was oddly comforting and felt like a heavy weight all at the same time. One deep breath and the woman was smiling again, albeit a schooled expression. "Ain't no reason t' be sorry, sir. 's just how the hand is dealt sometime."

[captain-jtk.livejournal.com]

"The Federation?" Kirk clicked his tongue and gave her one last reassuring pat before withdrawing his hand, "The Federation is short for the United Federation of Planets. Over one hundred and fifty member worlds, with thousands of colonies, made up of species from all over the Alpha Quadrant. We work together to better ourselves and keep ourselves safe. To explore the galaxy. To boldly go where no man has gone before."

He paused, grinning, "And Starfleet is the military and exploration fleet of the Federation."

[browncoatdevil.livejournal.com]

"Military an' exploration. That sounds a little..." Gwen let her words fade off, a little teasing smile crossing her face as she watched the Captain. It sounded to much like a Utopian society which, in her opinion, had its good pieces and its bad.

Quirking an eyebrow slightly she let the smile grow a little more throwing in a wink for good measure. "Sounds nice though. I rightly just can't seem t' picture a world without all th' fussin' an' fightin' though. Guess I'm just spoiled."

[captain-jtk.livejournal.com]

"It is... well, it was quite exciting. I was in the middle of a five-year mission when I was pulled here," he explains, gesturing out at the stars, "Boldly seeking out new live and civilization."

Kirk shrugs, his smile turning wry, "Well, we have our problems. But I like to think that the human race and the Federation can move on. We still have to make war from time to time, after all."