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Entry tags:
- !location: obs deck,
- !plot: pod release,
- blin,
- bobby drake,
- captain kirk,
- daja kisubo,
- dean winchester,
- dustin silver,
- erwin fischer,
- fletcher tringham,
- gray voice,
- greta hayes,
- gwen mackenzie,
- inara serra,
- jo lupo,
- john-117,
- kang,
- kaylee frye,
- komali,
- lash,
- leon s. kennedy,
- lone wanderer,
- luis sera,
- luna lovegood,
- lyle norg,
- malcolm reynolds,
- matrim cauthon,
- nathaniel richards/iron lad,
- nicholas d. wolfwood,
- nova terra,
- rei vargas,
- reinforce zwei,
- renne,
- russel tringham,
- sam winchester,
- scarlet witch,
- sensor,
- shinzon,
- spider-man,
- stature,
- surge,
- the vision ii,
- vivio takamachi,
- wedge antilles,
- yoshimi ito
Time for the 'meat' and greet
[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.]
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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"This is such an odd place," she murmurs, eyes tracing the rather disturbingly organic architecture for the hundredth time.
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He's been to several placetimes, really. The last of which unfortunately left a disgustingly bad taste in his mind of Humans.
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Twiddling her wand in her fingers, she looks back at Renne, head tilting.
"What was the last odd place like? Surely it wasn't another transdimensional spaceship impressed with a consciousness?"
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He says that with a definite sense of anger/betrayal/disgust. Gee. A beef with Humans? No!
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"Humans aren't always a good thing," she says astutely, wand sparking against her robe. Few things get her goat as powerfully as the horrors committed by her own species.
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"It's quite sad that you're the last of your kind, Renne. I'll bet they were fascinating people," she says spontaneously, tugging on one of his ears gently.
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At first, comes a kind of absent, almost-wistful chirp. Said chirp however, breaks into a soft little half-yip at the tug of his ear.
"Wha-t yeu do tha-t fohrr?"
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"Curiosity, really, though I mostly just felt like doing it."
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The second tug gets an 'eep'. Both ears begin to twitch-flick like mad. Well, his free ear does, the ear that's tugged? Might be a touch difficult.
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She hums quietly, shifting slightly to poke delicately (hoping she's not tickling him) at his ribs, sternum, noting his skinniness for the first time, pondering over his anatomy, suddenly back to her intense curiosity.
"What was your world like, that you'd be so small and blue? It's not a particularly common natural pigment where I'm from," she says, running fingers up and down his spine, tugging gently on his hair, picking up his hands and examining them.
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The spine, fine. The lattice-patterned ribcage? Hokay. Although he's insanely ticklish there. The chest? He actually backs up then -- no one is generally allowed to touch there. Why?
Big, nasty scar. Little glowing stone. Oh. And no breastbone. Soft-spot there, aside from the stone? Just the skin covers raw lung.
It takes him a second to formulate an aswer to the question..
"Eee...Rrrr-enne noh li-ke ahll Pee-puhll. So-me dahrrrk, so-me noh dahrrrk."
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So she stays away.
"Nobody likes all people, especially when your world has well-developed brands of darkness. Mine is quite bad like that."
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Dark. It's synonymous to a few concepts in his strange, twisted perspective on the Multiverse.
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She settles for rubbing his shoulder through the plantsuit and ceasing her odd ministrations.
"If it helps, this ship's quite light," she says, smile evident in her tone.
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The question fades on his voice at the touch. At first, it's a bit of a hitching flinch but...after that second, it feels kind of good actually. Relaxing to muscles that lack any fat, muscles honed only for survival. Muscles never really knowing how to properly relax.
A minute longer and indeed, despite blushing a nice, robin's-egg blue, the Renne finds himself purring softly.
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