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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[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.