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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[isee-snorkacks.livejournal.com]

Taking mental notes, rather wishing she had one of those green dictating quills that that foul Rita Skeeter woman carries, she consciously avoids his chest, though she has to admit, she's intrigued by an anatomy that doesn't involve full covering of the vital organs. The stone also attracts her attention, and she's sure there's a story behind it, but Renne's obviously not particularly enthuse about her going near it.

So she stays away.

"Nobody likes all people, especially when your world has well-developed brands of darkness. Mine is quite bad like that."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee. Big Shi-p...bee-fohrrre. Dahrrrk. Be-trrray."

Dark. It's synonymous to a few concepts in his strange, twisted perspective on the Multiverse.

[isee-snorkacks.livejournal.com]

Her hands still at his shoulder, and she purses her lips slightly, Ravenclaw intellect demanding to know whatever it is he keeps alluding to, her vague, tentative grasp on social custom telling her that this isn't the kind of thing you ask about.

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.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"Eee...Haow yeu...?"

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.

[isee-snorkacks.livejournal.com]

"Hmm?" She raises her eyebrows in question, waiting for him to continue for a moment before seeing the blush, hearing the purr, and laughing quietly. If she knew what being starved for benevolent contact looked like, she would have said something, but hasn't seen it before, so she merely continues rubbing his shoulder, smiling softly, watching people pass them by pleasantly.