Exploration and Observation [Open]

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Tony (or Plays, depending on who you ask) has decided to poke around the ship now that he knows it's relatively safe (and his excitement from meeting Chief has worn off). And, after all, he can turn into a furry, nine-foot tall creature that can toss small cars. He's reasonably confident in his ability to beat off anyone who attacks him. Hell, he thinks he's a decent brawler, regardless. Don't grow up in the bad part of town without learning a few tricks. His explorations have led him to the observation deck and for a moment, he just stared out at the stars drifting by, at the vast emptiness of space. Then, he plopped himself into one of the 'chairs', giving the sculpture an uneasy look before glancing upwards again. He felt like he was being watched. Still...

He knew that he had supposedly been chosen to fight the impending apocalypse. He was one of the few remaining warriors who stood between the world and total destruction. He had a destiny, a job, a purpose. And even so, simply looking out into the empty blackness of space makes him feel very, very small indeed and the implication - that he's stuck far from home, his family, has finally settled in. He scratched at the back of his head and sighed, muttering to himself in Spanish "...mom, you better not get into trouble while I'm gone."

And so he sat, watching and waiting.

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Bella pads through the Obs Deck, carrying an axe in her mouth. It's not a big axe or particularly special, just one of the ones Sawyer had been using to bust up pews in the Vatican. As far as Bella's concerned, it's hers now. She still hasn't come up with a good place to keep it, though carrying it around like this is inconvenient. She catches Plays' scent and looks up, flicking an ear in recognition.

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Plays is splayed out, just watching the universe go by. He turns his head slightly and catches sight of Bella and gives her a puzzled look, "...what's with the axe?"

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Kate stopped in. A bit more relaxed now that she knew her friend was here. She stopped back up in the deck later for another look out at space.

She noticed someone else in, and commenting in passing. "It's a pretty nice view. You know...if you can somehow completely ignore the creepy decor." She missed the Spanish comments, but that briefly made her think of Paco. Still not sure of matters with him. This one looked like he was one of the latest to wake up.

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Bella sets the axe down gently, wagging once. "It is mine. I took it from this pack's Omega. It is a weapon, yes?" She seems very pleased with it. Bella's not much good with the axe yet, especially considering that she's not quite as good with her two-legged shapes as she is with her four-legged ones. But the point is that Sawyer had it, and he couldn't make her give it back.

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Tony looked up at the sound of Kate's voice and turned to get a decent look at her. A young woman. Maybe a bit older than himself, if he had to guess. Huh. At least it wasn't all old people and video-game characters. He offered her a languid wave and a laugh, speaking with a distinctly Hispanic accent, "Uh, yeah. I guess so... doing m'best to ignore it though."

He glanced at the wall and squinted suspiciously, "But yeah... I like the view. Never really saw anything like it back home. Too many lights, y'know?"

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"Mmm. I guess... an' humans don't operate in packs. Don't really follow the same concept a'omega an' alpha, yeah? They might not even think of him as th' omega," He shrugged,"Hell, even I find it a bit difficult to think like that, yeah?"

Still, it is an axe and it is a weapon, "Gonna have to find somethin' for myself, 'ventually. I mean, claws are nice, but I don't wanna broadcast 'werewolf' to everyone."

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"It is like a pack," Bella says, a little stubbornly. "They do not have words for "Omega", but that does not mean he is not one. There is also Alpha and Beta, the ones called "Cybil" and "Chief". But the others are confusing," she admits.

"That is why humans are strange. No teeth, no claws."

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"S'called th' chain of command and I'm damn glad they have one," he chuckles. Man, lupus are cute.

"Without it, probably be fuckin' chaos, yeah?"

He looks at his own fingernails in mock outrage, "No claws, eh? Whatta ya call these?"

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"Yes. Though if we were allowed to fight, perhaps my rank would be higher." She's serious, too. If it came to straight out Garou-style rank fights Bella thinks she'd make a good showing.

Bella has to snort at the fingernails comment, but she's clearly entertained. "Those nubs? What of them?"

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She was only about 17-18 so probably not by much. Kate glanced back to get a better view and um.... oh hello there. She was trying not to stare too much, but well definite hottie.

She smiled at that and remarked, "Know what you mean. Lived in a city too? I'm from New York."

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He grinned and sat all the way up, leaning forward, chin in hand. he either doesn't notice the staring or doesn't mind it (he is a bit scruffy-looking, but the slime-cleaning took a lot of the dirt with it), "Heh, yeah. I'm from good ol' Los Angeles, chica."

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"Man, you know what the Litany says - no challengin' of the Alpha durin' war-time. An' I think this damn well qualifies as war-time. So I'm tellin' you right now, that if you try to start shit because you wanna be higher in rank, I'm gonna come down on you like a ton a bricks. We clear?" he gives her a serious look before reverting back to his more playful nature.

"These? Man, I could hurt someone with these babies. An' I'm packin' heat too."

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She didn't mind scruffy really. Girl's got a weakness for bad boys.

Kate smiled, "Yeah? Been out that way once with teammates. We were helping some kids about our age out."

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Tony cocked his head curiously, "Huh, really? Like charity organization or somethin'?"

Not that he minded things like that. Anything that helped the people on the streets out was OK by him.

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Larger smile at that, "Not exactly, but I've helped out at those for years. The shelters and soup kitchens back home. But this was more we saw this group of kids, most with powers getting targetted and attacked. So we headed out to help them. Worked together on a threat out that way. Still hear about them from time to time."

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Oh, hey. Tony knows about powers. He offers her another smile and a curious look, "Powers? You mean like in comic books or something? Not really that surprised, considerin' I ran into Master Chief earlier."

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"As in superheroes, mutants, villains. Yeah, home's like that. But don't need powers to be a superhero."

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Tony laughs, "Yeah, I guess not. Least that's what they're always sayin' back home... Really, don't have powers an' stuff like that."

It's a total lie, of course, but he's always been good at that kind of thing.

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"It's true. Can still kick butt like the rest of them. Sometimes even better," Kate firmly replied, her arms folded in front of her.

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"True 'nuff. You don' need superpowers to help people out, you know what I mean? Just... yeah. I mean... Aw, Jesus, where are my damn manners? Mom would kill me..." He stands and offes a hand, "M' Antonio, friends call me Tony."

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"It's ok. Nice to meet you, I'm Kate. Short for Katherine but only my parents called me that." She smiled and reached out to shake his hand.

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Tony chuckles and gives her hand a firm shake, "Right on. Nice t'meet you, Kate. Sorry it has to be on a weird livin' spaceship, but there y'are, huh?"

He shrugs, "Like I was sayin'... I grew up on th' streets, so I always think it's good to see people helpin' out those less fortunate."

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"Sort of weird, and sure. My mom always encouraged me to do that. She used to bring me along when she went out to help with the organizations. Saying those who so blessed with excess should help others who are in need."

Sort of saying she definitely didn't grow up on the streets. The Bishops are very wealthly.

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"Glad to hear some people still have that attitude. Not many had it back home, y'know? So it was up to us t'help each other out... Sometimes it seems like the world was goin' to Hell," Almost quite literally, in fact.

He flops back into his weird, living chair and sighs, "Guess we're just gonna make th' best of it, huh? A lot different from school or just livin'."

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Kate grew quieter, and admitted, "Was like that back home for us too at times. Wars, aliens invading."

She then said, thinking of recent events, "Trying to do that, but this place doesn't make it easy. You hear anything yet about the giant roaches or the Yeerks?" Briefest pause before she mentioned the latter.