Meet N' Greet

[cityship]

||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))

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[pie-bitches.livejournal.com]

"Oh, jeeze, you're not the bitey kind, are you? Because it'd be hell trying to find silver bullets in this place."

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

"Bitey... kind?" Bella headtilts a little in incomprehension. "I fight with my teeth and my claws. I will fight you if you try to shoot me with silver bullets."

[pie-bitches.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, the bitey kind. I mean with the trying to turn other people," Dean explains with a sigh. "And you'd have to try to do that in order for me to shoot you with silver bullets, which I'd have to find in this hellhole before I could even do that in the first place."

A pause, and then, "Yeah, so you don't have to worry about that."

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

"...Turn?" Oh, hey, she knows this! Bella perks up some as she remembers being told about that myth. "Garou are born. Only way to make more Garou is pups."

Oh, so he's not going to break out silver bullets. That's reassuring. Bella relaxes. "Good. Then we have no reason to fight."

See Bella? Not flying into a rage at the tiniest provocation WORKS!

[pie-bitches.livejournal.com]

"Well, damn. That makes things so much easier." Dean replies, and it's almost tongue-in-cheek, the way he says it. It mostly comes out that way because hooray, a full day and a half of no sleep is always good for Dean's mood.

"Right. So long as you keep your pointy parts to yourself, I'll leave you be."