Meet N' Greet!

[cityship]

It's big meeting time! Word of mouth gets everyone gathered in the Obs Deck--everyone. New, old, the entire crew is there and that makes it clear that there's close to a hundred of them, if not more.

When they've all arrived, a blue bubble pops up around them, courtesy of Blue Beetle, to block them all from Stacy's sensors. Most of the new people were given the basic rundown by Cybil or Chief when they were first released. Some of them have already joined a discussion with a the Commanding Officers and department heads. Some have had a chance to explore a bit. Some were only just recently released.

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Comments

[wolf-that-grins.livejournal.com]

"Wags-Tail-a-Lot, Garou and Cliath of the Bone Gnawer Tribe. Aka the tribe that actually think before trying to attack someone. You can call me Wags."

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

Robbie blinks.

"Uh, what does all that mean, anyway?"

[wolf-that-grins.livejournal.com]

"Garou means I'm a werewolf, and Cliath's a rank. Means I got through my Rite Passage."

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

"I thought that Dean guy hunted werewolves and stuff that went bump in the night."

[wolf-that-grins.livejournal.com]

"Different worlds? In my world? We're the ones who hunt the things that go bump in the night."

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

"So, you're like, good werewolves? What about that wolfsbane and silver bullet junk?" This is way more interesting then those people arguing over there.

[wolf-that-grins.livejournal.com]

"Silver anything burns us and any injuries from it extremely difficult to heal except in the form we were born in. But a lot of other things are mostly just bullcrap. The moon doesn't force the change, Werewolf bites don't do anything except hurt a lot, etcetera."

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

Robert nods, rubbing a hand over his chin.

"This place sure is strange, I have to say."