Meet-n-Greet

[cityship]

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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[hit-girl-mindy.livejournal.com]

She shrugged. "There isn't a lot that scares me anymore, to be honest. I almost was killed, saw some pretty grisly stuff, done some of it. It was something that was expected when I took on the mantel. There aren't too many people that are crazy enough to choose the lifestyle, and even fewer who have the heart to do that."

Mindy held up a hand. "I'm not even sure if I want to do that again. I mean, the last time was what finished things back then, I was almost killed. As for the hero thing, there are people here who have actual superhero powers. Mine relies on artillery and long ranged weapons."

Then she stopped. "What's the big deal about accepting the label hero on this ship?"

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

A child sniper. Oh, Saito will love this.

"Contrary to popular thought, the ability to defy physics doesn't preclude intelligence or decent training," which was the nice way of saying that if she had to talk to Kon-El or either of the Takamichis one more time, one of them was going to get a kryptonite bullet in a body part not of their choosing.

"Or common sense," she amended, "You seem pretty eager to tell all of this to the first adult you meet. If you don't stop protesting so much that you're over and done with, I might think you were looking for a job."

She's joking really. The girl is ten.

[hit-girl-mindy.livejournal.com]

"Are you serious?" Mindy asked, narrowing her eyes. "That doesn't make any sense. If you don't have either of those things, you tend to get killed. I've seen it happen to people in my world. Somebody is too slow, or they get pulled into a trap, and then they're done. Super powers must really come in handy."

She gave Motoko a hard look. "I'm going to be looking for something to do. It should be pretty obvious why I'm talking to you about it: I DO want a job. It's not like I'm going to be comfortable coasting here when I know there's a crazy alien invasion that goes around killing planets. You look like you might know what someone like me can do."

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

Motoko stared back with unblinking red eyes, "So you're assuming that I'm high enough on the chain of command to place newcomers, and that I'm willing or capable of giving out jobs on the say-so of a little girl, to an unproven, unsubtle child."

With a butterfly knife.

"Is that correct?" she asked, folding her arms.

[hit-girl-mindy.livejournal.com]

"I'm saying you look like the type that could point me in the right direction, or believe me, I wouldn't have said anything to you. Trust me, I'm not going to go blabbing about things like this if I didn't think I had a fifty-fifty shot of getting somewhere."

That much was the truth.

"But if you're asking me to prove what I can do, I can definitely show you later. If you just believed me, you would be pretty naive."

And the more she talked to Motoko, the more she was convinced that there was something off about her. She was ignoring it for the time being, she'd figure it out eventually.

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

"Alright," And here Motoko stood apart from the wall and turned to leave. Why the hell not? Worst comes to worse, and she could fob off the girl on the Outsiders, or Grayson, "Meet me in the senoriums in two hours. We'll talk."

[hit-girl-mindy.livejournal.com]

"I'll do that," Mindy said, sounding just as flippant. She didn't have a whole lot of options as far as she could tell, no matter how Beastboy tried to make them seem viable. She knew as young as she was that the best thing to do was head for what she was good at.

Which was why it was inevitable that she head straight for Weapons and Possessions lockup. The butterfly knife wasn't going to cut it, not by herself. She'd just look like a crazy little girl with a knife too advanced for her. No, she knew there was no avoiding it.

It was time to suit up again.