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Possessions Grab AND Meet-up! Let's multi-task!

While the newly pod-released members of the crew happened to mostly miss each other in the Pod Caverns and the clothing chamber, they all happen to congregate in the Weapons and Possessions Lockers at the same time. This cavernous warehouse of a chamber has shelves and shelves and racks of belongings and weapons that go off as far as the eye can see. Everything from massive sidearms to impossibly huge swords, to Hello Kitty lunchboxes.

Their own belongings are here near the front--they've been moved to make finding them more easy, but it will take a bit of hunting.

Either way, they won't be searching alone. Everyone's piling in at the same time.

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"Gorram Confused," Kaylee says with a smile. "Gāoxì-- Um. Pleased to meet you, that is." It's started to occur to her that... not everyone might speak Chinese.

It's cute how she thinks that would matter if she weren't mostly using it for little greetings and expletives.

"Actually it's Kaylee. Don't suppose you folks know any more about this than I do?"

Jo's brows drew together and she shot an annoyed look at Sawyer before setting the gun she was holding back in the locker, though she had merely set it aside so she could check out her Beretta.

"He's just mad because he found out he's not nearly as charming as he thought he was," Jo clariffied with a slight smirk. "The name's Jo...." She trailed off, looking at the two other and actually allowed herself to smile at them.

"Mulder....?" Her smile faltered a bit and she shook her head. "Where's Scully?" She asked, before looking over at Kaylee. "All I know is that we're on some spaceship... I still haven't figured out why I'm here though. What do you two do where you come from?"

"Eh, that happens to a lot of guys," Dean remarks casually, shifting his weight to his other foot. This Jo lady? She reminds him of Cassie a bit. He flashes her one of his winning smiles, the kind he uses when he's not being a perv.

"Scully's here, or so I've been hearing. I gotta find her. Or him, as it were," Dean smirks; he knows Sam objects to being called Scully, which is, of course, why he does it. He glances at Kaylee, then back to Jo, and ignores Sawyer for the moment. Two ladies are much more relevant to his interests.

"You wouldn't believe it if I told you." Dean answers Jo's question, thumb stroking his gun absently. He doesn't really notice he's doing it-- it's a nervous habit, one that's triggered by worrying about Sam.

"What's so hard to believe about bein' a con-man?" Sawyer asked Dean pointedly. Ok, so it wasn't hard to figure out the dude was lying. Introducing himself as Mulder? Did he really think no one else had watched X-Files? And, besides, being a confidence man himself, Sawyer had learned how to spot a bull-&#*%ter from a mile away. Especially the bad ones...like Dean.

Looking over her guns, Jo wondered how many of them she'd be able to haul around with her.... Though, did she really want to over do it? Well of course she did! Her guns were her babies and who knew when she'd need one with people like Sawyer around!

Glancing over her shoulder, she shot the 'Mulder' guy an amused look. "You have no idea what I'd believe..." And she was pretty sure by now she'd seen it all. Time Anamolies, underground Eco-systems... AI's whom looked completely human, talking houses and now a space ship? Yep, she'd pretty much seen it all.

"Well, I grew up on Paquin, but I don't think that's gonna make much sense to y'all," Kaylee comments, and stretches. "This ain't exactly a place makes much sense. Met a guy never heard of spaceships, got vines givin' us clothes. Guess we prob'ly gotta believe more'n we're used to."

She glances from Dean to Sawyer. "Don't think we'll be much better off if people start fightin'."

Sawyer nodded as Kaylee brought up fighting whilst he was in the midst of lighting a cigarette. He took a drag and smiled, glancing at the gun that 'Mulder' had on him and the overly-sized one that Jo was sporting.

"Yeah, well, the minute people start tryin' to take heads off my @$$ is bookin' it," he said, exhaling smoke as he spoke. "And you all on yer own."

No, Dean's pretty sure he can't get away with the name Mulder for long, but it'd have to do for now, until he could trust these people. If he could trust these people. Dean merely folds his arms. "Hey, I'm not a con-man. You know what they say about assuming."

But he does listen, and he's gathering information on the situation, filling in the blanks as he goes. He does catch the glance between him and Blondie, though.

"I'm not fighting. Just a bit of friendly banter, is all," Dean says lazily, half-grinning. "So, any of you seen a Sasquatch around these parts? Or Scully, if you wanna use the codenames."

Finally deciding to leave her bigger weapons in the locker, Jo tucked the beretta and her glock into the areas her suit made just for them. OK, she could so get use to this thing.

She smirked, glancing over in Sawyer's direction before looking over at Kaylee, "Basically he's saying he's a chicken $h!t." And she figured that was pretty accurate, and well, it did make sense. Him talking all big? Just a front, it was completely normal.

Turning completely around, she stared at Dean and shook her head. "Sorry, haven't seen your boyfriend around...."

Oh, this chick has guns and a sense of humor! Dean likes. He laughs at her comment about Sawyer, because who doesn't appreciate some good bravery jokes? But gay jokes? Oh, those aren't Dean's style.

In fact, he looks at her, and his expression is mostly just stunned. Finally he manages:

"Dude, not gay!" He blurts, and then looks grumpy. "He's my brother, fer Chrissakes."

No, not a chicken shit, Jo--at least not completely--he's just unarmed...for the moment anyway.

Sawyer looks over to Dean with a look of mock disgust as he picks up Jo's little comment (and the dude's defensiveness over it) and runs with it.

"You have sex with yer brother?" he said, pausing to glance at Jo. "Yer sick, dude."

There is one thing that one can never do to Dean and expect to get away with it, and that's make fun of Sam in some way or form. Dean has half a mind to grab Sawyer by the collar and shake him around a bit, but he restrains himself; no telling what would happen to him if he started a fight, and he still had to find Sam.

"You shut up," Dean growls, gripping at the gun in his holster. "Let's remember who's got the gun here."

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