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A Slight Misunderstanding

When they blast down the door to the Medical Wing--and they'll have to, to get in--the group of newly podpopped crew-mates will bear witness to an interesting sight. Several individuals are strapped to med-beds, restrained by insect-looking legs pinning them down. One of those individuals has a cape and domino mask that may be familiar to one of the new crew-members--even if he's older than that crew member last remembers. Medical scans and monitors blip away. There are test tubes and other medical equipment around, including a flask with some sort of nasty gray slug curled at the bottom.

A few individuals are standing around, standing guard, including a girl with a bow and arrows. In the back of the Medical Wing is a woman with a scared-looking little girl.

Sitting on a stool, leaning over a shaggy-haired young man (who appears to have suffered a horrible head wound), is that green-skinned, blonde-haired individual shown by the AIs earlier. Some freaky looking goggles are over his eyes, and a strange and sinister-looking surgical glove, attached to an apparatus on the ceiling and full of rotating micro-lasers and mini-scalpels among other things, is on his hand.

It is, unfortunately, not an image that lends itself to easy interpretation.

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Shinichi can also feel frustration, and anger to a point, at not being able to figure out what's going on. There's yelling, fighting and general chaos at the moment. Migi stretches his eye stalk-slash-shin's finger to try and see over the crowd, but he doesn't learn much that's helpful.

"I keep hearing things about parasites. Can you feel anything?"

"No, nothing. They must not be my kind. Which really makes me hope we get out of this without a fight. If I'm going to be involved in something, I like to know as much about it as possible."

*Typical. But wise* "I agree with you. I just hope they are not inclined to eat humans like your kind."

"I can't argue with you there." It wouldn't be good to be a target inside a closed ship with no escape if they could not fight.

Bella wasn't expecting Ron to slam into her, and even with the unexpected but very welcome help of another Garou it's enough to knock her over. But only for a moment. The werewolf scrambles upright again, practically trembling with fury and confusion and what is honestly fear. She raises a short howl instinctively, a low and harsh note laced with a snarl, as she gets up. Stacy's translation renders it somewhat comprehensible, the others will be able to "hear" the raw aggression in the sound.

Her focus has been knocked off of Lyta for the moment, but Bella wants a new target. The question is, who's unfortunate enough to catch her attention in the chaos?

Bella's howl is enough to break One-Leaf-Ear out of her shock. Se shakes her head, then joins in with the howl. Her ears prick as she glances over to Bella-after seeing the other Garou charge in, already in crinos, she assumes she's more aware of what-or who-the threat of the moment is, and she's ready to follow her lead.

Roy isn't sure exactly what is going on at that moment. But in the mayhem he recognizes one thing: there are not-quite-human creatures that are looking particularly unfriendly. He reaches into his pocket and pulls on a glove, trying to make sense of the chaos.

With a peek in the direction of the two wolves, Chris has gone white... whiter, anyway, since he's very pale to begin with. He's already starting to scramble back, but it might be too late - if the two have sharp enough senses of smell, anyway.

Rufus will try to subdue Bella, by sinking his incisors into her ankle.

Meanwhile? Ron tries to bonk One-Leaf-Ear on the nose with Lotus Blade, now transformed into a bo staff."

"Didn't I tell you sit?"

Rika isn't any happier than anyone else to see the wolves, particularly since she really has nothing to combat with at the moment.

Bella wheels around, trying to dislodge Rufus. That HURTS! It's not enough to be serious, but it's enough to add fuel to her rage. It's as she's kicking her leg fiercely to try and get the molerat to let go when she notices a scent.

Bella's never seen an actual vampire before and cannot sense the Wyrm, but she has been taught the smell. Even in the middle of an all out brawl, it clicks into place in her mind immediately and her head whips around, questing for the source as the molerat's bite is temporarily forgotten.

Two flashing yellow eyes settle on Chris. Bella's lips curl back away from her teeth in a fresh snarl, a growl rattling low in her throat.

"LEECH!" she bellows, the English word simple enough for her Crinos mouth to pronounce. She SURGES toward him.

Brenda's stuck in the midst of the fray, just trying to stay UPRIGHT in all the chaos. She's VERY ready to take back her earlier statement about not wanting to know what it was like inside the Beetle suit. Right now she'd about KILL for a beetle suit. Or even a stick. A stick would be SO helpful.

Out of everyone the wolves seem to be the worst of it, and although she's terrified when Bella whirls toward one man in specific and charges at him... the killing intent is tangible and Brenda moves without thinking. She gets all the running start she can muster and heaves her whole body weight into Bella's side, trying to push her off target in nothing short of a flying hip-check.

It can understand her, it spoke before. (Oh god how messed up is her life that TALKING WOLVES don't even ping her 'this is f**ked up' radar anymore?)

"Knock it off! He didn't DO anything to you!"

One-Leaf-Ear yelps in surprise as the Lotus Blade smacks her nose, but before she can lash out at Ron, Bella's howl gets her attention. Ron is quickly forgotten as she joins the charge, dropping down to run on all fours. She figures Bella can handle the human attempting to attack her-right now, her focus is on getting to Chris.

Chris stumbles backwards, and then turns, running all-out—straight back into the Med Bay. If somebody doesn't stop him, he'll be leading both those werewolves right inside, and if somebody does stop him, they're almost certain to catch up... oh dear.

And suddenly, Bella is tackled by a football player-sized figure, which had flown at her with super-human speed and hit with super-human strength,

Between Brenda and Paco Puppet Danny, they have enough mass to knock her to one side. Bella's still not quite as used to fighting in Crinos form as she is either of the truly four-legged shapes. This gives them a precious split second as she's knocked to the floor again, landing on her side and then springing back up, shoving them off her with a growl.

"LEECH!" she snarls at Brenda, jerking her head with a certain viciousness after Chris. "Wyrmling must DIE!" That's about the best explanation you're going to get out of her, partly because Crinos form isn't built to speak much but mostly because she's barely checking the desire to slash Brenda across the face and keep moving.

"MOVE, HUMAN!" she roars at Danny and Brenda. She's starting to come around a little bit, and Brenda reminds her of her old pack's Ragabash. Claire. It's the red hair. That's what saves them from a slash of Crinos claws to the face.

Suddenly, the green glow in Paco's eyes switches to blue, and ice cold blasts of energy fire out of them, aimed at Bella's feet and hands.

Brenda scrambles to her feet as the wolf shakes her and her new compatriot off, not even registering who's beside her yet. All her focus in on the creature barking at her like it's about to eat her alive.

And yet, she still sort of wants to kick it in the face. (Although putting her foot that close to those teeth seems like a bad bad idea.)

She takes a heavy step toward Bella, planting her feet, hackles raised and absolutely shaking with anger. Kidnapped by aliens, covered in slime, she's just met a ton of people, barely knows all of their names and now everyone is fighting with everyone else, no clothes, no friends, no SANITY...

......... ice beams?

Brenda's head whips around and her jaw drops open.

"PACO?!"

One-Leaf-Ear continues barreling towards Chris, ignoring anything that isn't directly in her path. "LEECH!" she bays, snapping her teeth expectantly-as soon as she gets within in range, she plans to tear into him.

There's a red and gold blur that goes past Chris, tackling One-Leaf-Ear. Upon closer inspection. "If you want something raw and uncooked, I suggest sushi."

Kon's hanging by a thread, power-wise. Thanks to Will's light recharge, he's got maybe enough juice for a few minutes of superheroics, but he's certainly not invulnerable right now.

But with the one werewolf all freezy--wait, who did that?--and Kara tackling the other, he's using the most powerful weapon he's always had.

His big mouth.

He uses the last of his power to float up in the air. Wow, he does look remarkably like that other dark-haired super-guy doesn't he?

Are you paying attention?

"I know you're new guys, and it's hard to tell what's going on, but the people in the MedBay are infested with alien parasites that took over their brains. They attacked everybody. We can show you on the scans to prove it, and we need to scan all of you, just to be safe. And the ones who aren't infested, they're off destroying a machine thing that was gonna wreck the ship so bad we couldn't all go home."

It's loud enough so they can all hear it.

"Now, rule one of the ship is: No fighting! Even if you hate somebody, knoc it off. Rule two of the ship: Shut up until the people who know what's going on can stop putting out fires and explain everything. Can everybody stop fighting for five minutes or do we have to try to punch everybody out? Because we're a little short on patience today, what with our injured and alien-infested friends that need our help."

"Speaking of that..." Danny's says, his slightly squeaky voice coming out of Paco's mouth." Could you guys get something ready to strap Paco's body down? Don't want the slug using his body to try and kill everyone when I stop overshadowing it."

Bella, in the meantime, is busy throwing her weight ineffectually against the ice masses currently holding her limbs to the floor and growling fit to kill.

"BUT THERE IS A LEECH!" she yells back at Kon, still straining to go rip into Chris. That or get Kara off of Leaf, because Garou stick together like that.

"IT IS WYRM! IT IS ABOMINATION! IT MUST DIE!"

She's not so good at the rational right now, I'm afraid. They may have to make good on punching her out.

"You're a werewolf!" He holds up a fist. "This is my fist! In my world, my fist hits the werewolf! Except this isn't my world, so I'm giving you the benefit of a doubt. That's what we all have to do here, or everybody is going to wind up knocking everybody else around."

His voice is in the tone he uses when he's actually trying to make Krypto listen for once and not wreck the barn, loud enough to actually have some concussive force to it, and his eyes briefly glow red. "Knock it off!"

"But... Leech!" How can she make him understand? Wait a second... there's another word-! "Vampire!" Bella gives one last surge, but it really is no good. She stops, growling but no longer trying to break free. She really resents being yelled at, her ears are ringing right now. Bella flattens her ears in confusion, discomfort, and frustration. She can't argue in English in this shape, but she's very reluctant to shift to a weaker form. What if they attack again? Then again, she is glued down with ice. How much worse can it get?

Bella's body starts to grow smaller, fur withdrawing, grey-pelted behemoth giving way to a muscular, primeval woman. Not totally human, blonde-maned and with sharp, protruding canine teeth and her nails more like claws than anything. The change in size frees Bella's hands and feet, and she rises up slowly. Her head, however, is relatively ducked. She looks at Kon coolly.

"It is a vampire," she growls. "It feeds on your kind. Is this acceptable?" Forget the Veil, there's probably no way Bella could fix this even if she TRIED. Where was the Delirium when you needed it?!

"Y'know, that's exactly what I've been saying, but no one listens to me." Ron said, the blue glow of Mystical Monkey Power subsiding.

"And I don't know about you, but I've noticed a distinct lack of feeding on us since I got here. Just you guys snapping and trying to kill everyone who got in your way. Calm, orderly, communication beats out mass chaos any day of the week."

"You're a werewolf! In my world, you guys tend to be bad guys and try to eat people, but I'm not going to hurt you if I don't have to," Kon says, voice still loud, body language still aggressive, posture straight, shoulders held back.

"If he's a vampire, he's a vampire, but the food here is probably making it so he doesn't have to feed on people. If he does hurt somebody, we'll take care of it. But no one is allowed to hurt anyone unless they're doing it to stop someone from hurting someone--as in, after they've done it or right when they're trying to do it, not before they've done it. No one's getting punished unless they've done something wrong or are trying to do something wrong. Understand?"

Bella snorts through her nose, giving her head a little shake. What is this "benefit of the doubt?" you speak of.

"That is like welcoming one with frothmouth into your pack. And Garou do not eat of two-legs." Well, not usually, but she's not going to explain things she only vaguely understands herself right now. Bella relaxes a little, visibly. Two-legs. You can't explain these things to a two-legs. The werewolf adopts a more submissive stance, in the way of a pack member reluctantly yielding to another of equal rank. Kon's not the boss of her, but she's not going to start a hierarchy fight in the middle of all this.

"I will not kill your Leech. Just keep it away from me," she says finally, lip curling a little in disgust. At least she's calm now.

A Slight Misunderstanding

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