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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-04-01 07:06 pm

'Meat' 'n Greet

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.]

[identity profile] doc-pompous.livejournal.com 2010-04-02 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Simon turns, nearly jumping at the touch before realizing that the person trying to get his attention is a young girl. His first thought is that Stacy apparently does not discriminate--it seems a little unfair at first to pull such young people into this mess, but he supposes it's much better than the alternative of dying with one's world.

If any of that is to be believed, anyway.

"I'm looking for my sister." He replies with a bit of hesitation. "Her name is River."

[identity profile] isee-snorkacks.livejournal.com 2010-04-03 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Luna doesn't look surprised at his flinch, merely smiles and blinks. He has very interesting posture, she thinks, something of a mix between paranoia and pride, edgy and elegant in a way she hadn't thought to see in anyone other than her father. Her smile deepens.

"I haven't heard her name, I'm afraid to say, but she might be here somewhere. Stacy will restore families to the best of her ability, after all."

[identity profile] doc-pompous.livejournal.com 2010-04-03 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Something about her reminds him vaguely of River--perhaps he's subconsciously picking upon anything familiar in a room full of strange people and creatures.

He relaxes slightly when he realizes this, glad at the very least that the residents of the ship seem more or less willing to go out of their way and help the new arrivals.

"That's what I hope." Simon sighs, trying to fight the anxiety in the pit of his stomach. "She and I we're...very close."