Meet N' Greet

[cityship]

Part of the crew might be gone, but life on the ship goes on. In fact, new people have woken up and, eventually, they've been spat out into the mess hall.

Maybe it's better to introduce them to some of the worst aspects of ship life first, right?

Anyway, the word is out that there's new people, and someone should probably go say hello. Before the n00bs mistake the glop for crew.


[ooc: read before tagging, plz]

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[foursleeves.livejournal.com]

"Alright, alright," he makes a whoa there gesture with his hands, "Simmer down, Crouching Tiger. You're in a ship. That voice you heard back in the pod caverns? That's her. Her name's Stacy."

He shrugs, "And if you want a specific location I can't really help you. We're currently in orbit around some imitation Earth, but it seems like she can go just about anywhere in space and time. I'd show you, but some of our pals went sightseeing and took our observation deck with them."

[morewildcherry.livejournal.com]

"Simmer down? Don't tell me to simmer down!" Lois shoots back. "I am perfectly calm! Perfectly calm!"

To say she's agitated and worked up about the situation is a bit of an understatement.

"Pod caverns! Imitation Earths! Time travel! People vacationing on other planets!"

She throws her hands up in the air.

"This is unbelievable!"

[foursleeves.livejournal.com]

"Ehe," he taps his fingers together nervously, "When I said sightseeing I actually meant 'likely being eaten by the local fauna.'"

Yes, unfortunately this is your welcoming committee.

[morewildcherry.livejournal.com]

"Great! So I'm stuck on a ship that'll offer me up as a buffet option with all sorts of people and strange black man spider person... no offense."

That look is a bit apologetic. A bit.

"And we aren't piloting it back to good old Earth becaaaaaause?"

[foursleeves.livejournal.com]

"Puh-lease," he waves a hand, "It's Spider-Man. If you're good and stop threatening to drop some pugilistic knowledge I might just let you call me Spidey."

And then he looks a little... Stumped? The mask isn't exactly great at portraying certain facial expressions.

"We're not piloting it back to good old Earth because-- because we don't know how. Yeeeah. As far as we know the Ship is in control and she won't let us anywhere near her joysticks."

[morewildcherry.livejournal.com]

"Well, Spidey, I have NO idea who you are, so we'll leave it at that."

Lois isn't that easily deterred. She frowns, and folds her arms.

"Why are we all just sitting around, again? Surely someone here is a real tech whiz? They can override whatever bug's making her go all Hal on us, and everyone else can run around distracting those tentacle things while they do it. We should be trying to get out of here."

[stickyboots]

"We can't leave without the rest of our crew. And we are trying, but it's not that easy. Stacy's sensors work almost everywhere, there are more tentacles here than people and we don't even know how much of the ship is locked away from us."

"We have crew quarters, this mess hall, recreational facilities and a run down medbay. None of it actually gives us any control over the ship. We're the grunts, babe, not the officers."

[morewildcherry.livejournal.com]

"So she controls everything, is listening in on us right now, and no one here knows a thing about getting us out of here?"

[stickyboots]

"Not yet," he grins under his mask, thumbing in Jaime's direction, "You'll want to ask the kid in blue. He's in charge of Team Make Like a Banana. Somehow I don't think he'll mind shoving you down one of the vents."

[morewildcherry.livejournal.com]

"Good, because I was worried about dying alone on a rabid ship. Vents? All good. I'll just head his way then."

She turns on her heel, and then pauses. She should probably be polite, even to guys in silly costumes. Lois glances back.

"And I'm Lois, by the way. Thanks for the info."

[stickyboots]

"Any time, Crouching Tiger," he says, returning to his slop.

Man, was he hungry.