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Reconnaissance was both a duty to her captain, and a way for Mulan to satisfy her burning curiosity about the new world that fate had brought her to. And so the young Chinese soldier skittered through Stacy's halls, quietly, purposefully, and above all, curiously.
She was glad she'd found her armor, along with her sword, her bow, and her quiver, in the Possessions locker. Her armor would be hot and heavy to wear in this humid environment, but at least it concealed the embarrassingly form-fitting suit the ship had given her. It was much preferable to be slightly uncomfortable at all hours of the day then to be walking around in what would have qualified in her time as nothing but the barest of underclothing. With her armor on and her hair tied back, she looked more like the boy she had become used to pretending to be, the boy she had just been growing accustomed to not having to be back home.
As she explored, she kept her bow, arrow notched and at the ready. She'd heard enough about the dangers that had already beset the crew, though she had the sense not to pull back on the string at the first signs of movement. The people here were abductees, like her, dragged from their strange foreign worlds into an equally strange and foreign one. It would not do to shoot any of them for no reason.
She was glad she'd found her armor, along with her sword, her bow, and her quiver, in the Possessions locker. Her armor would be hot and heavy to wear in this humid environment, but at least it concealed the embarrassingly form-fitting suit the ship had given her. It was much preferable to be slightly uncomfortable at all hours of the day then to be walking around in what would have qualified in her time as nothing but the barest of underclothing. With her armor on and her hair tied back, she looked more like the boy she had become used to pretending to be, the boy she had just been growing accustomed to not having to be back home.
As she explored, she kept her bow, arrow notched and at the ready. She'd heard enough about the dangers that had already beset the crew, though she had the sense not to pull back on the string at the first signs of movement. The people here were abductees, like her, dragged from their strange foreign worlds into an equally strange and foreign one. It would not do to shoot any of them for no reason.

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She tries not to look as embarrassed as she is. It probably doesn't work on a telepath.
"Since you are unhurt, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Fa Mulan, soldier of China. I, uh, hope you didn't already know that. Because then I'd be wasting your time. Telling you things you already know." Also it would be weird.
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Eh. Even if I did, 's usually better fer people to introduce 'emselves. He starts to offer his hand, then realizes, duh, ancient Chinese didn't do the whole handshaking thing. So he bows. Not deeply, but it's a bow. 'M Jono Starsmore. Starsmore bein' me family name. They did it the opposite way around in China, right? Which made her name Mulan. He was pretty sure.
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Of course, Jono hadn't met everybody on the ship because he was an anti-social little cuss, but that was neither here nor there.
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And the alien horse guys, but it's probably easier to just keep it to himself for her.
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"I have never heard of anything like it." Foreigners are even stranger than she was warned.
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Not that Jono didn't know about the multiverse before. After all, there have been plenty of X-Men who have come back from bad futures that no longer really exist in the main timeline.