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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-10-02 02:03 pm

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.]

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2010-10-03 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Bella's rage-fueled brain only dimly registered a sort of perverse satisfaction at the human blood on her claws, but most of her remaining ability to think was focused on the tentacles.

THEY WOULDN'T LET HER GO.

Bella thrashed and snarled at the ship's restraints, severing energy tentacles with her teeth that vanished and were instantly replaced with more.

||Bella. You have received 1 Violation for refusal to cooperate.||

Stacy gave the werewolf a solid slam against a wall. Bella just yelped and continued to fight.

||Bella. Your refusal to cease fighting has made it necessary to administer a sedative to ensure compliance.||

||Administering sedative.||

The wolf howled in frustration as a tentacle bearing a syringe came forth, found an opening, and stuck her. She continued to struggle for a moment, then collapsed. Her body shrank back down to the size of an ordinary wolf as consciousness left her, and she fell to the deck with a flump as the tentacles receded.

[identity profile] nightbeatcop.livejournal.com 2010-10-05 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Ow," Elisa agreed, on both counts. Great; surgery, rehab, and a viral infection to boot. Physical therapy was just her favorite thing.

Except, of course, it wasn't.

But for now, it was a bit late to do anything about it, except try to remember to breathe and try to hold her midsection in. The rest would be up to Kang.
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[personal profile] governorkang 2010-10-05 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
Leaving Bella's unconscious form in the hallway, Kang made his way to the medbay, trying not to jostle Elisa too much. He knew that she'd probably still be out by the time he could get someone to retrieve her; it was near impossible to carry another person and send a message on his omnicomm, or even his comm ring, at the same time, and Elisa needed to focus on stopping the bleeding the best she could.

His tail stung, but he ignored it; he'd dealt with far worse injuries before. "The virus comes with chills and a fever, and makes the infected very aggressive. That's why Bella attacked you back there. She's not normally like that." Briefly, he wondered how it would affect him if he'd contracted it, being cold-blooded.