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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[spacecowboyjim.livejournal.com]

"That's a bit more direct then usual, far as I know. They want you dead, they'll just leave you to die."

Jim shakes his head, giving a short, bitter little chuckle. "Sounds like it. You ever been on anything like this before? Organic spaceships?"

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"They tried to be a little sure about it with O'Malley and I. It didn't work." It's said flatly.

Tex shakes her head as well, glancing around the cafeteria. "Nope. Last time I was having to deal with aliens, it was just the big one and Tucker's freak baby."

[spacecowboyjim.livejournal.com]

"Glad to hear it. You don't seem none the worse for wear. Makin' it through the fire alive is worth a fair few points in my book." Well, as alive as an AI gets, anyway. That part still confuses him, but he figures it ain't worth the trouble of asking.

He looks down at the fleshy growth that passes for a chair, grimacing. "Never known anything quite this size, but... I've had a few run-ins with somethin' like this before. Race of aliens called the Zerg - everything they build, it's all alive." Jim frowns. "Still, this ain't like any Zerg ship I've ever seen."