'Meat' 'n Greet

[cityship]

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. New crew-mates might see a green-skinned alien and snake girl among their number. There are also several authoritative-looking figures ready to introduce themselves.

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.]

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[bigbad]

Spike was in a pretty good mood for someone who'd just been whisked away from his world, spewed out of an alien snot plant, and been clothed in some really weird bodysuit. He had his duster back, along with his lighter and a few packs of cigarettes in the pockets.

He pulled one cigarette out and lit it. He was ready to save the world. Again.

Now, time to meet the rest of the crew.

[demon-alessa.livejournal.com]

And Spike would come face to face with a demon girl. Alessa didn't bother with the human guise, it was fairly pointless now. What attracted her, strangely enough, was the cigarette smoke: it wasn't common among the crew, nor was it necessarily something many would find favorable.

She liked it already.

"Those things will kill you," Alessa said, grinning. "But feel like you might know a thing or two about that already."

Alessa was observant: there were humans, zombies, demons....and then there were things that just were WEIRD. Spike was in that category.

[bigbad]

Spike smirked right back. "The dead don't die so easily, pet. And it's not like I need my lungs."

He took another drag and raised an eyebrow at the girl. "What sort of demon are you?"

[demon-alessa.livejournal.com]

Alessa shrugged. "I'm still trying to figure out what you are exactly. It's not the easiest thing in the world. I would say undead, but then there;s a lot of different changes in you too. It's pretty frustrating."

She thought a moment. "I suppose you could say 'vengeance for children' demon. I tend to unnerve people because of my appearance."

She sounded quite proud of that fact.

[wolf-that-grins.livejournal.com]

Wags looked around the Obs deck, and his eyes fell on Spike. Being a giant nerd of a werewolf, he automatically recognized the vampire. He had two options now. Werewolves were then enemies of vampires, and not only that, the Buffyverse vamps were demonic. On the other hand, Spike was one of the few actually decent vampires in the series.

The only option he really had was what he did now. Wags walked up, shifted to Crinos, pulled out his bat, and spoke, letting Stacy translate the Garou language instead of speaking his approximation of English.

"Okay, here's the deal. If you drink anybody's blood, I will beat the crap out of you with this, shove a stake in your heart, cut off your head, and then punt it out the airlock. Comprende?"

[bigbad]

Spike had a soul now. Spike no longer ate people.

But that didn't matter. It also didn't matter that once the stake went through Spike's heart, he'd be dust and the rest of the threat was pretty much meaningless. What mattered was that this dog thought he could threaten Spike. The Big Bad himself. Who did he think he was dealing with?

Spike just raised an eyebrow and took another drag of his cigarette.

"Sorry, Rover, I've got a better deal. You don't make threats you can't carry out, and I don't kill you."

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

"Whoa, whoa - Wags, what the Hell?"

Tony pushed his way through the crowd towards the other werewolf. Whenever someone goes to Crinos, he knew Something Bad was about to happen. He elbowed his way in between Wags and Spike, tossing an annoyed glare up at the other werewolf.

"The Hell is going on here, man?"

[needs-release.livejournal.com]

Sam has successfully gained his lab coat, his hospital ID badge, his cell phone, and those pink sneakers he'd earned. He couldn't keep the fond smirk off his face as he pushed his feet into them. He didn't think he'd ever forget the look on her face when he'd shown up to school in them the next day.

But he followed the throng into the Obs Deck, when he was suddenly assaulted by a familiar feeling and scent of age and power. He glanced around, but he found the source quickly. He had to be another vampire. He really tried not to stare, but he was drawn to him, an island of familiarity among all of this. He likely rather looked like a blushing violet at a school dance working up the courage to ask out that cool upperclassman, but he wasn't really mindful of that at the time.

The cigarette smoke turned his nose up, but he tried to ignore it for now. He now wracked his mind thinking of how best to introduce himself to someone like this.

[bigbad]

Eventually, Spike recognized the smell of vampire and turned around, making eye contact with the clearly younger vampire. He tilted his head and raised an eyebrow, wordlessly asking what the hell he thought he was staring at.

He didn't look like much more of a threat than Harmony, but that didn't mean Spike would hesitate to stake him if he threatened the people around here.

[needs-release.livejournal.com]

Crap, busted. It was either run away like a loser or finally speak up. He felt enough like a loser, he didn't want to make it worse. "Uh. Hi," he said sheepishly. "Looks like we have something in common." If there was one thing he thought he was good at, it was faking confidence.

[tweedywatcher.livejournal.com]

"Figures there'd be a way you'd still have that coat" Giles said. He'd already known Spike was there; they'd been going at it all the way through the pod caverns, mostly about seeing each other naked.

[bigbad]

"Guess the Powers-That-Be like me after all." Spike smirked. "Now if only I could find some proper trousers and a real shirt."

[tweedywatcher.livejournal.com]

"I never believed I'd ever say this, but I agree with you" the Watcher replied. He already hated the pod suit.

[bonnypiperlad]

The faint scent of tobacco drifts past the wall Jamie's currently leaning against, and he blinks. He knows what it is, of course, but there's something else about it - something that seems familiar. It takes him a little while, but eventually he tracks down just where the smell is coming from, and finds...someone completely unfamiliar.

"Oh. Sorry. I thought ye were...never mind." He turns to go, then considers something and stops. "Hey, ye havena seen a man about my height with dark hair and a coat a bit like yours, have ye? Maybe playing a wee recorder?"

[bigbad]

Spike rolls his eyes. "I've been here all of ten minutes. No, I haven't seen him. Why would I have?"

[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie hadn't really expected the other man to have seen the Doctor, but the eye rolling was unnecessary. He's not going to make an issue of it right now, though. "Aye, well. I figured ye were new, but it couldna hurt to check."

After all, Spike seems remarkably composed for being recently pod-popped, and could have noticed something.

"Anyone bother to fill ye in yet?"

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Already pleased enough that she'd found Simon, Kaylee couldn't help but search the rest of the crowd for other crew mates. Especially if there was any possibility of finding River or Mal somewhere in this insane jungle of people.

She bumped into someone, and turned promptly to apologize to the man and his...cigarette. "If you're new, you're probably one of the most relaxed people I've seen on this boat already."

[bigbad]

Spike blinked. "We're on a boat? I thought it was some sort of bizarre interdimensional spaceship." Which makes... about as much sense. But boats were generally smaller.

"Anyway, it's not like this'll be the first time someone wants me to save the world. What am I supposed to do, panic? Not bloody likely."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

"Ship, boat...different people, different terms." Kaylee didn't seem all too bothered by the difference herself. Boats were ships, ships were boats, as long as they had an engine for her to work on she was happy.

She'd heard plenty of Save the World stories from a good number of other crew members already, so his response didn't phase her either. (Really, it was getting harder and harder to surprise people on Stacy...) "Well, 'M glad of it. Saves the command staff some trouble. They've already got enough of it on their hands."

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

Xander stopped down, ready to do his welcoming duties, and then frowned at the familiar face among the newest to wake up.

"Oh no, no, Stacy just had to save your undead butt too?"

[bigbad]

Spike raised his eyebrow and smirked. "Takes more than sidekicks to save the universe. Guess she wanted a real Champion to take up the cause."

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

"We already got Buffy on board, and look, yeah great, you helped us in the end. But none of that matters now."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Nice hair." Wyn says cheerfully, her accent obviously very Irish. "You must be new." She'd remember someone with roughly the same color hair as her, even if his seemed to be bleached.

[bigbad]

"Thanks," Spike says, glancing at her. "Yours too. And yeah, just got here today."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Wyn grins. "Oh good, now I don't have to ask you where you were hiding the bleach. Do you have any questions or anything? I know it's a bit confusing at first."