'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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[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

"We also can't see where we're being taken and the former crew seems to be trying posthumously to kill us all."

The Major had just spent a small eternity having a digital mind-meld with a Geth, so she was a bit late to the gathering of the minds. Still, it didn't do the underestimate the aural acuity of her shell— it's not like she'd been particularly far.

"There's absolutely no information on what we're fighting either, presuming what we've been told is accurate," she finished dryly, "In other words, we're screwed."

[prettycoolguy]

"Not absolutely no," the Chief answers. "They're insectoid, and some of this crew fought a hybrid Ohm before anyone here woke up."

"We also have evidence of a nanite bomb. It's no help with direct tactics but I'm not throwing it out."

But this, as far as he's concerned, is just details. He's never been fond of declaring anything "screwed" and leaving it at that.

[fieldpromoted]

"Combat ships?" Trudy perked up at that, looking a lot more confident. "What kind of combat ships? One-man fighters?" Maybe it was a little too much to hope for - and Trudy had been trained primarily as an atmosphere pilot, so she'd have to unlearn all of those habits - but if she could fly, she'd be content.

She shook her head a little at the growing picture of the situation. "We're fighting universe-destroying bugs we know next to nothing about on a transport ship we can't steer," she said. "Fabulous. Well, it's not the first time I've been screwed before an operation even started." The grin on Trudy's face was maybe a little reckless and maybe a little sharp-edged - but she was in her element here. Hopeless battle, check. Enemy more advanced and powerful, check. Loose command structure, check.

Maybe this ship wouldn't be so bad.

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

Samus couldn't help but like Trudy's attitude. The hunter happened to make a living out of suicide missions. In a sense, the entire situation was just an extension of Samus' normal element, and like Shepard she knew that even though she had spent years fighting for a now destroyed galaxy, stopping and breaking down would be useless.

"It's not an ideal situation, but," A slight hesitation, "I am with Chief on this, Kusanagi. Besides, hopeless situations were never an excuse to stop in my line of work anyway." She may have stopped being smart at this point, but she still left a lingering feeling of 'I'm with you on this, but we still have our disagreements so don't expect this too often, Chief.' Maybe only he picked up on it, but it was there.

[blood-on-torfan.livejournal.com]

Shepard definitely picked up the feeling, though it wasn't for her. Her arms were folded around her chest once more while she took a moment to get an impression of these people. So far just from the new comer's perspective, everyone here seemed to be from a military from some form or another except maybe for the recent addition. It was already made obvious she was a pilot, though her bigger outbursts came out to Shepard as someone of lesser rank...not that Shepard was an example on high rank behavior. The two that were heavily armored seemed to have a whole lot more experience here, the green one in particular felt like more of a reluctant leader than a ready commander for this whole new war. Then again, it could be more of the fact that even as an XO, the 'cheif' had very little power over the ship.

The the red/yellow one...There was just something odd about her, almost familiar. Shepard certainly didn't recognize the suit though. Actually, Shepard didn't recognize neither suits. Both seemed extensively bulky to the point of being mechs in of themselves. Still, the woman(?) inside the red and yellow suit had more a freelance tone to her, probably a para-military or former merc.

She still had no idea what Kusanagi was, seeing as how the asian girl just appeared. Certainly was appealing to Shepard's eyes at least and would definitely draw more of a focus for the Commander if she was in the mood.

All in all, these people didn't sound like they were indoctrinated, showing no real fanatical tone at all. Which was both good and bad if you thought about it too hard.

"Yeah well, dealing with an unseen enemy has started to become a annoying habit with my life." Shepard admitted. "How much can we actually trust Stacy with. My own universe have had to deal with ships like these and they seemed more in the business of harvesting life from galaxies rather than helping them."

She couldn't be the only one who was thinking this.

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

"Par for the course," Kusanagi demurred in a way that invited no attack and made no apologies. Nanites? Since when had that come into play? She crossed her arms and shoved that note away for later recon.

Either way, that they were screwed was nothing other than the status quo. Since when had any of the combat situations she'd led Section Nine into been anything but impossible? Worthless intel was just an excuse for on-the-job curiosity, in her mind. At any rate, it made things interesting.

"The ship?" that was cute— Shepard still held a notion of privacy? "There's not much we can hide. So far as interfering, there are blind spots in the city, but we're hamstrung for resources without her help, so don't think killing the damn thing or setting up some kind of alternate command post will get you far."