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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[for-magic.livejournal.com]

"I see!" For all that his world was indeed quasimedieval, he understood her description quite well. "I gather this sort of thing is relatively familiar to you?"

[killsfengshui.livejournal.com]

She nods. "Oh, yeah. Back home, that kind of thing is commonplace." She pauses, thinking about the Matrix crash and Deus, and grimaces. "It's not always a good thing, having them around, but I'm used to it."

[for-magic.livejournal.com]

"Then I hope you will do me the favor of sharing your knowledge," Aibghalien said with a smile. That expression quickly became bemused. "And I'm being terribly rude.

"My name is Aibghalien," he said, with the sort of razor-sharp bow so practiced it was second nature. "It's a pleasure to meet you, and I thank you for the help you're giving me."

[killsfengshui.livejournal.com]

She holds up a hand, laughing. "Whoa, there. Don't need to thank me or anything. This is just making sure you don't get screwed with on-ship. One elf to another, y'know?"

She coughs, then nods back. "Well, anyway. Mei-Xing. Nice to meet you. And, nah, don't even worry about it. The last thing what we need to do on this ship is keeping knowledge to ourselves."

[for-magic.livejournal.com]

"You're doing me a favor," Aibghalien said, not exactly protesting but certainly bemused, "why wouldn't I thank you?"

There's absolutely no doubt, the way he grins -- a loose and casual thing utterly at odds with his thus-far formal presentation -- that he agreed with her sentiment about sharing knowledge wholeheartedly. "Interesting name, if I may say so. It doesn't bear a linguistic resemblance to any language from the known lands I come from." But he bowed again, his smile a little playful. "But it's a lovely name, as befits the person it belongs to."

[killsfengshui.livejournal.com]

"It's not much of a favor!" She objects, but not very strongly.

She's rapidly readjusting her first impression of him. Obviously a rich brat, someone raised in a formal family, but he's not as stiff as a lot of rich kids were. "A scholar, huh? Well, you'll find a few names here aren't what you're used to hearing." Well, she couldn't mock that. She'd gone through some college textbooks, and did some classes in the Matrix, for a few things. "You'll make me blush if you keep up this flattery."

[for-magic.livejournal.com]

"It may not be hard for you to grant, but it all helps me a great deal."

Aibghalien tended to use formality in high-tension or foreign contexts -- it was, after all, much harder to offend someone if you were overtly going out of your way to be polite and courteous to them. But the more he talked with Mei-Xing, the less strict he became. Even his posture has at last relaxed from a wary caution to greater relaxation. His grin came easier and easier as time passed, even if it was still playful. "I imagine that would be just as pretty, too."

More seriously, he continued, "So long as I can learn about the things I don't know, I can get by. Though it seems there's a lot I don't know." Half-amazed, half-excited, that.