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Meet-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 tall man in green armor 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.]

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For a moment everything that was happening now seemed a little less dire. Her brother was here. He was awake, and safe. She hugged him back fiercely, smiling despite herself.

"Ditto. I was starting to think I'd have to go find you in the pod caverns myself."

"You might have been in there looking for a while," he reminded her. Boy, was he glad to be out of that creepy place.

Then he held her at arm's length and had a look at her, switching back into Brother Mode. "Are you okay? Did you just get here too?"

Claire shook her head, keeping her hands on Chris's shoulders. She wasn't quite ready to let go of him, yet.

"No. I've been awake for over a year, now."

"What?"

He squeezed her shoulder as the relaxed expression on his face dropped. "What are you talking about, a year? I just saw you last month. We went to dinner, remember?" Was she not feeling well either?

"Yeaah," she grimaced, shrugging one shoulder. "For all we know, that could've been hundreds of years ago. You've been in like... stasis." She bit her lip, glancing away from him for a second before looking back.

"But I've been out for a year, and you've been sleeping. So... where it's only been a month since you saw me, it's been a year, for me."

Chris' face told her very clearly what he thought about all this.

"What the hell is going on here?" he muttered. "This is messed up."

"I take it you didn't get the whole rundown," Claire sighed, dropping one hand so she could scratch the side of her forehead.

"Short version? Our universe got destroyed by a bunch of #^&@ed up aliens, and this ship saved our lives, so that we could fight the aliens."

"No, I got that much," Chris assured her, and put a hand up to his own forehead. He was getting a headache. "It's just... a lot to take in so quickly."

He let out a heavy sigh, shaking his head and putting his hands on her shoulders again. "If our whole universe is gone, I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here." At the same time, he didn't like the idea of his little sister being drafted into an intergalactic war.

"Are you sure you're all right?"

"Technically speaking." Claire gave him a half smirk, before it faded, and the gravity of what was going on in the ship came back to her. Though... Chris was here. He could maybe help with containment, if nothing else.

"There's actually some stuff going on, right now. A virus got leaked, and some people were infected." she waved her hand before he could freak out clarifying. "It's been contained, and we're pretty sure there's a cure. People are just... trying to work on it, right now. That's actually kind of why I'm up here. A lot of our greeter staff is infected or otherwise detained."

Despite how much he hated to think of Claire in a freaky place like this for a whole year, it was nice to have someone he knew who could fill him in on things. That made the prospect of getting situated around here a lot easier to think about.

But apparently, that wasn't the priority at the moment. "All this and a viral outbreak, too." Chris shoved his hair back out of his face and smirked, vaguely. "That's what I get for trying to take a vacation, finally. Is it one of Umbrella's?"

Claire laughed, though it was mostly humorless, before shaking her head.

"No, been there, done that. It's something new, that the crew that was here before us probably developed. It's supposed to be to fight the Ohm, but apparently, it works on us, too." Which was pretty much the entire reason why using viruses to fight anything was stupid as hell.

"At least there's one thing that went down with our universe we don't have to worry about." Oh, how wrong he was.

Chris looked almost wistful as he sighed again. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Uh, I wouldn't say that, exactly..." She grimaced, averting her eyes for a moment, before sighing and nodding her head.

"Leon'll be happy for extra help with helping subdue people to get them into isolation, I'm sure. But first I should probably... catch you up. And get you some real pants, I know those plant suits aren't comfy." She smiled slightly at him, before her hand slid down to his, tugging gently. "We stopped off at a resort planet a few months back, and I made sure to pick some stuff up in your size. Just in case you showed up."

"Right. It'll be nice to know what all I've missed out on."

At the news there were regular clothes waiting for him, Chris was visibly relieved. "Oh, thank god. I don't really like the whole skintight look on me," he said, letting her tug him along behind her. "Good thing I have a very thoughtful little sister."

"More like hopeful," Claire replied, smiling a little. She probably could've spent the money on more clothes for herself, or for Sherry, but honestly... Part of her needed to hope he was coming along, soon. She glanced back over her shoulder, smiling warmly at her older brother.

"I've really missed you, Chris."

"I missed you too," he said, though it had been a substantially shorter time since he'd last seen her than it had for her. It was enough to make him feel guilty, though he already knew there was really no way he could have done anything about it. He stepped forward and put his arm over her shoulder.

"You didn't need to worry though. You know I'll always be around to look out for you. Even if it is in outer space."

"I know," she sighed, shifting to wrap her arm around his waist and tilt her head up to look at him. "But you know I start freaking out if I go longer than a month without knowing you're okay." To the point where she would run around zombie infested towns and infiltrate high security Umbrella bases.

"I know," he sighed. Oh, did he ever know. Since the Rockfort Island incident, he made it a point to give Claire a two-hour phone call once a month, no matter where in the world he was.

"I hope you didn't freak out too badly this time." He did have the mental image of her searching around those creepy pod caverns with a flashlight.

"I had other things to keep me busy, so I didn't... go camp out in the pod caverns, or anything, but the thought crossed my mind, a few times." She smiled a little at the thought. She knew though, that if she had done that, Leon would've come and dragged her ass out and talked some sense into her.

"Well, that's good," Chris sighed. "I hope it wasn't anything too dangerous."

"Um, most of the time, no?" Claire winced a little, before tilting her head. "Let's just get back to my room and I'll tell you everything."

Hope you missed your brother's lineface, Claire. "All right," he said.

"But pants first, if you don't mind."

Claire laughed, nodding her head.

"Pants first it is."

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