cityship: (Stacy--Main AI)
cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-04-03 11:35 pm

Meet N' Greet

||All crew-mates. Please report to the Obs Deck to meet your new crew-mates.||

It's time for all the newbies to get a chance to have a formal meeting with the crew. Given the confusion of their arrival, that's probably a good thing.

Word gets out among the crew mates, spreading in a game of whisper down the meat-alley, that an informal crew meeting is what's happening, free from Stacy's prying ears, and sure enough, as soon as everyone's in the room, they're gestured to move in close, and a wall of blue energy goes up around them all.

((ooc note))

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll go," a hand shoots up from somewhere in the crowd. Oh great. It's Mr. Happy and Cooperative.

Sawyer glanced around the gathering for a moment then turned his attention directly on Cybil. "Who the hell put you in charge?"

[identity profile] ihatefire.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Cybil looks mildly amused, because she was expecting this any day now.

"The ship did. Everyone else went with it, because none of 'em wanted the job."

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Really? The 'ship' put you in charge. Of all of us?" He looked around at the group again. "The same 'ship' that kidnapped us, stripped us, and stashed us away in giant, goo-filled pods? Why the hell should we give a damn who this ship says is in charge? Ya ask me, that's the last damn person we oughtta be listenin' to."

[identity profile] twelvevoltman.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
A nearby crewmate snorts quietly. "Spoken like a true newb. Some decent critical thinking there, though, gotta commend you for that."

A damn Yank, by the sound of his Bronx accent.

[identity profile] ihasvision.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Shawn narrows his eyes at Sawyer. "Aren't you fron that show that's been taking too long to get to the damn point?"

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Sawyer scowled, obviously not catching onto the whole 'he's from a fictional show on Shawn's world' aspect of things.

"Ya callin' me slow, Metro-Man? 'Cause if ya want quick I'll be more than happy to show ya fast I can kick your ass up and down this muscle-bucket and out the first airlock I can find."

[identity profile] ihasvision.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
"No, I'm calling the TV show I recognize your from slow."

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Riiight," Sawyer eyes Shawn warily, then looks at Cybil again. "Lemme guess, Skipper--" He gestures at Shawn. "--this is Gilligan..."

[identity profile] ihatefire.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I've sort of pegged him as Mary Anne."

Cybil holds up her hand for a subject change.

"I don't know why Stacy assigned it--it was as much a surprise to me as everyone else and it might have even be random. I could have passed it off to someone else, but I didn't. People followed. They're still following. I'm not against someone stepping up as leader and if anyone else wants to volunteer, they're welcome to, but the questions those people have to ask themselves are 'Do I want to be responsible for the lives of every single living soul on board this ship, including the millions in podsleep?' 'Can I keep everybody alive so long as they listen to me?' and 'Would anyone actually listen to me?'"

She tilts her head. "So far, I'm three for three, cowboy. The only person we've lost was the poor bastard that ran off alone when I'd told him not to, before we knew the ship was secure--and I still kick myself for that every day, anyway--but if you think you have what it takes, feel free to volunteer and see how it goes down. You at least have the chutzpah."

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Three for three, eh?" Sawyer cocks an eyebrow at Cybil. "Well, I don't know about anyone else, but I recall havin' quite a few bunkmates down in that medbay who were lookin' worse for wear after followin' orders. Way I hear it, you guys have only been here a month and already ya got one guy dead, one shot in the head, and half dozen or so more had snails crawlin' around in their brains.


"Hell, when I woke up, you all were apparently shootin' at each other." He smirked, rather condescendingly, at Cybil. "Yeah, that sounds like ya been doin' a bang-up job, Tinker Bell."

[identity profile] halfa-hero.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
"SO you're saying you would have anticipated an alien species that, prior to this, only Ax knew about, one that was able to fool people who had known the host for years? Really?"

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
"No," Sawyer answered plainly. "But if I was in charge and one of you knew about somethin' dangerous on this ship and didn't tell anyone else about that somethin', and people almost got killed because of it? Well, let's just say I'd make sure that 'someone' earned himself a one-way trip out the nearest airlock."

[identity profile] halfa-hero.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Let's see. One, that's a stupid, stupid, stupid plan. Two, Ax didn't know who did or didn't have a Yeerk, and if he told the wrong person he'dve been killed and we would've never found out what was going on until it was too late. So, even if we were picking a new captain, it's not going to be you, since apparently you can't actually think."

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, sure, whatever you say, Casper," Sawyer countered. "How 'bout you ask him--" He motioned to Dean. "--how that little plan worked out. And, call me crazy, but I thought she--" He pointed at Cybil. "--was supposed to be in charge? So what the hell is this 'Ax' person doin' makin' the decisions?"

[identity profile] cabbage-butt.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Your interpretation of events is spurious," chimes up the green guy. "Considering that what the Yeerks were trying to do was cripple Stacy's navigational systems along with the rest of her brain, thus eradicating our chances of getting home, and trying to infest or kill those they couldn't infest--one head wound in a man whose Yeerk chose to commit suicide and take its host with him when he realized it had no chance of its plans coming to fruition is not unreasonable. The information I gleaned from the Yeerk that attempted to control me made it abundantly clear that its species has conquering and destroying others fine-tuned into a science. They ultimately left the encounter with all of their number dead, their machine destroyed, and their plan foiled, while we only had one non-fatal casualty--admittedly a rather unfortunate one, but also one saved by the fast action of his crewmates--caused by a Yeerk giving up when it realized it couldn't win."

He goes on. "Furthermore, Aximili didn't know the ship had Yeerks on board until he witnessed my infestation. Before then, he was being cautious and trying to determine what crew members he could be sure were free of infestation to warn, and then if it seemed there were no Yeerks aboard, he planned to reveal himself. I was one of the first and we immediately went into action to determine if such a threat was on board or if he was being paranoid--with such paranoia being the more likely option."

He goes on, "Cybil herself, like a large portion of the crew, was infested long before the conflict even started--though after the first conflict, apparently--and still managed to convey leadership skills and decisions to her parasite, which was one of the Resistance and thus would do everything she wanted to assist the crew BUT tell the crew she was infested. Now, if you want to blame her for her infestation, feel free to, However, I think you'll find that those that were infested do not appreciate the assumption that they're ignorant or incompetent because of what was done to them."

He takes a deep breath and puffs out his chest, not with pride, but to help him deal with the overwhelming burden of responsibility.

"However, if anyone is to blame for what happened to Sam, it is myself. I had developed a means of determining if there was a kandrona generator on board, and I--I detected that there might be one, and went to investigate without alerting anyone else in the crew--even Ax--that I was going. I thought because I had dealt with such situations before, as a Legionnaire, that I would be able to handle the situation. I was wrong."

Another deep breath. "I could have warned the crew, and developed the method I did to scan for Yeerks to make sure who I was warning could be trusted. I am fully responsible for the escalation of this conflict and the injuries it caused, and if any blame is to be cast, it should be on me."
Edited 2009-04-04 06:02 (UTC)

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, all that went right in one ear and out the other where Sawyer was concerned. "Don't you have a cheerleader you should be flirting with?" he replied.

[identity profile] cabbage-butt.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
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"Don't you have a bottle of alcohol you should be obliterating your only two brain cells with?"

He doesn't like you already, Sawyer.

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
"All right, Booger Brain, ya'll wanna know what I'd do different? How about this," Sawyer countered defensively.

"If I'm on a strange-@$$ alien ship with a rag-tag bunch of people and don't know why I'm there or what's waitin' for me on board, I, one, pick one spot, somethin' that's big, somethin' that's comfortable, somethin' that I can defend and make a base out of it.

"Two, I get it ready. I gather up as much food, as much water, as much medical supplies, and as many weapons as I can find and I ship it all there.

"And, three, once all that $h!t is in place, I start sendin' out teams to start mappin' this damn place out and tryin' to figure out what the hell is what. Meanwhile, people back at the base start gettin' some training on how to fight from those that know and learn how to defend the damn thing if for some reason we should, ya know, get attacked. Ya know, kinda like what apparently just happened to you guys, TWICE.

"But, either way, ain't no way I got a bunch people runnin' around this place like it's goddamn Disneyland, lettin' loose any other godforsaken thing that might be hidin' on this damn thing just waitin' for use to be stupid enough to let it go."

Sawyer paused, glaring at Brainy. He doesn't like you either.

"But, yeah, you're right, your way is workin' so much better. Ain't it?"

[identity profile] ihatefire.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
Before Brainy opens his mouth again, Cybil holds up her hand to silence him, looking Sawyer up and down.

"If I get through this meeting and the group hasn't voted someone else in charge, I want you on as an advisor. When we get to talking about defense, pay attention, and contribute anything else you think up once you hear what we've dealt with so far."

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
Whuuuuut? Nice job, Sawyer. Can't keep your mouth shut and look what happens, Tinker Bell gives you a job. Just what you weren't looking for.

Good thing for Cybil--and everyone else--that seems to catch the arrogant prick off-guard and shut him up.

[identity profile] waylostandfound.livejournal.com 2009-04-04 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Nathan added, "Some of us definitely think some organization is in orders. Departments, ranks?"