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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[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

"Last I remember I was about to be blown up by a pair of Hunters. Then I was here."

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"Okay, so maybe nearly being blown up is a requirement to show up here."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

"Maybe. We should probably ask the others about that."

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"A tally on who almost got blown up. That should be interesting."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

"You're the AI. I'm sure you can compile the data more effectively than I could. 'Specially if you have access to the ship's memory banks."

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, Stacy? She's not what you'd call real open with information. And I'm still getting the hang on this AI thing."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

"I haven't had direct contact with her myself. So I suppose that fact would be self-explanatory. Practice makes perfect they say."

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"They never got shoved into an AI complex without any warning."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

"Making the best of any situation is part of being a soldier."

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"I think that's a lot easier to say when you're still solid."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

She shrugs. "I suppose. But I doubt getting upset over a situation that is, for the moment at least, unchangeable will help matters either way."

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"Probably not. But it doesn't change that I'd really like to be able to punch things right about now."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure I could do that for you until you find a way to do so yourself." Kelly likes punching things. :D

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"That's just reminding me that I can't hit things. ...But if you do feel like punching somebody for me, punch Grif."

She pauses. "In the neck."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

"I heard Stacy has a way of hitting offenders. Maybe you could find a way into those systems." A pause. "Grif?"

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"Tentacles. That, I can tell you about." She pauses. "But I don't know if I could get at the systems. I can repair crap, but getting into systems? Never tried it."

Tex turns to gesture towards Grif. "Him. He'll probably get on your nerves fast anyway."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

There's a small smirk that flits across her face at that. "Maybe if you asked her very nicely..."

She cocks her head at the man, sizing him up. "You know him?"

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"I don't do asking nicely; I do business deals. How many punchings are we talking, and for what?"

Tex snorts to herself. "Unfortunately? Yes. He's one of the Reds."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

"As many as you want." She shrugs. "I get to hit things. I don't see what else I'd need."

"And you were hired to work on the side of the Blues?"

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

Tex pauses to stare at Kelly for a moment before moving on, nodding. "Caboose shot Church. So they called Blue Command for reenforcements, and I got hired on." She pauses.

"Then it got weird."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

There's a long pause. "Is killing teammates a staple around there?"

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"Only if you're Caboose."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

"Is he a traitor?"

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"No, he's an idiot."

[unsc-rabbit.livejournal.com]

She give a short laugh. "Is that the technical term?"