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Stacy is a weird place... [Open]

The past few days have been a whirlwind for Cagalli. Her home, gone, her people, gone... a mysterious ship beyond her comprehension her only salvation. Others too, including many of her friends by some stroke of impossible luck (or was it?).

Having her brother, her best friend, and others she knew here for her kept her together long enough to get her bearings. She had to figure out what this place was like and how things worked, and then find a way to be as useful as she could be. Awe at what was happening and what this place was could only occupy her for so long - she needed to find a job to do before she started thinking too much again.

So far: The food sucked, the living quarters were boring, the hangar and hydroponics were awesome... and she still hadn't checked out anywhere near the whole ship. How anyone made an organic ship, and how they made it this big... she'd probably never know.

Deciding to try something new, she looked at the 'comm ring.' She'd heard the explanation, but had yet to try it out, as busy as she was. First, she sent it a general thought - 'Everyone'. Would that work? On top of that she thought of everyone she'd run into so far, the people she knew as well as the Koopa King and Allenby, hoping that it would prioritize the 'everyone' and then if that didn't work...

She was confusing herself. Time to think at it some more! "Hello? Am I using this right? Can anyone hear me? This is Cagalli Yula Atha, Chief Representative of Orb," she introduced herself. It felt appropriate for a message of this scale.

[OOC: Cagalli's testing out the comm rings from whatever random hallway she happened to get the idea in, though she'll be moving into and through the city as she talks because standing around in a hallway the whole time is boring. Feel free to run into her instead of ringing her!]

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Remus Lupin, having taken to walking the halls as a questionable form of solace in the face of this simply extraordinary turn of events, had dabbled only a little with this ring he had be given. In truth he had not worn it frequently, preferring to put it in a pocket of his suit until he felt comfortable with the notion.

Thus it was that he rounded a corner in the hallway without any forewarning of Cagalli's presence.

Cagalli hadn't expected an immediate response at any rate - even if she was using it right, trying to bother everyone at once might be kind of annoying. On the other hand, if someone got back to her to chew her out about bugging people, at least she was doing it right.

She was a bit caught up in her thoughts when she came to a corner, not expecting a collision with a sudden obstacle that happened to be a person. She stumbled back a few steps, shook her head, and looked up. "Sorry! That was my fault."

Truth be told, Lupin had no great strength of body -- a year of good food at Hogwarts had done wonders for putting flesh on his bones, but it couldn't entirely erase the effects of his particular problem, or the ramifications it had on him. So he in turn stumbled backwards as well'

Balanced regained after a moment, he lifted a hand to forestall her protests, quite sheepish. "Not at all, I really ought to have been looking where I was going. I am terribly sorry."

"But I wasn't paying attention, so-" she started to protest before thinking better of it. "How about we go with both of our faults?"

Compared to the man, her speech and bearing were forward and confident, so the man's slightness made her feel a little worse. Fortunately she hadn't actually knocked him down, so there wasn't any harm. Smiling, Cagalli offered him a handshake. "Cagalli Yula Atha."

"Remus Lupin," he said pleasantly, adding to it a warm handshake. "It's quite nice to meet you, Ms. Atha. Not that the circumstances recommend themselves," he added with a nod to the hallway they found themselves in, and the ship in general.

That prompted a sigh, and a shake of her head. "They really could be better, but at least we're alive and somewhere we can help." Maybe if she was lucky Kisaka or Andy would be alright as well, but the prospects were grim. "It's a pleasure though, Mr. Lupin."

"I can't help but think I'd rather my help wasn't needed," Lupin said, but with a measure of good cheer restored. "Are you newly awakened, then?"

"There's not much we can do about that, I suppose," she replied a little sullenly, "and yes, just a few days ago. I've been getting accustomed to the ship." Cagalli still didn't really feel comfortable referring to Stacy by its name when the whole idea of a living, thinking ship was so odd.

Forget the comm rings because, seriously, how many people did Dearka actually know here. Really, it would be hard to forget any member of the Archangel crew after leveling their beam weaponry at him. Especially the Chief Rep.

Guess there was no running away now. He raised a hand in the hallway, hoping to grab her attention. And hopefully before she tried to do anything rash, letting his own greeting drone off into the air.

"Yo...."

Cagalli had... never especially liked Dearka. He made light of serious situations, flirted too much, and it boggled her mind that Mir so much as spoke to him after what he said. Despite everyone else already here, she didn't expect to run into him just walking through the hallways - she hadn't heard about him being here (though Kira and Lacus had also failed to mention Yzak, which would probably kill his pride).

Of course, the unexpected seemed par for the course, and suddenly, here he is! Cagalli paused, blinking a few times. Yep. Definitely him. "Dearka Elsman?"

"I'm starting to wonder if I ever shall," Lupin said quite frankly. "The situation is bad enough, but this ship is so full of Mu-- of, of, devices. Machines. I'm not accustomed to them, though it seems so easy for so many people here."

He was going to say another word, but she shrugged it off. Probably terminology she's never heard, like a lot of things here. "I'm used to machines, but not... not ships made of actual living tissue." Cagalli didn't seem too pleased with the idea.

Whatever thoughts Cagalli had been thinking, hearing that voice instantly jolted her out of them. She knew he was here, from the others, but he hadn't been there when she woke up, and she hadn't run across him in the ship. It almost made her want to not turn around, the fact that he hadn't been there... all the things that had happened before she was suddenly here...

Instinct, of course, won out. Cagalli turned slowly, a smile growing and tears welling up. "A-Athrun..." she choked out, before she stepped towards him, her feet seeming to move on their own. "Athrun!"

He chuckled. "I try to forget that part. It's the only way I can think of to cope with it."

He looked down at his plantsuit with evident distaste. "Perhaps I'd feel more like myself again if I had some robes and a place to stay that felt homelike, but it seems even that is too much to ask for."

Robes? "These aren't the most comfortable thing I've ever worn, but at least they're practical," she muttered, "though I believe you can get clothing to put on over your... whatever this thing is called." Maybe she could get another vest of many pouches.

Anything rational or negative or anything of the sort could wait until after she spent as long as she could hugging him. Even now, she'd normally be a bit shy about this in a public place, but that, too, fell under the 'rational' things that she wasn't processing.

"Athrun... I'm so glad I found you," she whispered as she buried her head in his shoulder. The tears that built up came free now as she held Athrun and was held, relieved beyond belief that she'd finally run into the last of the four of them.

"Robes are what we wizards wear as a rule," Lupin explained. "It isn't that this is a terrible thing to wear, it just makes me feel very... out of place. I'm sure that must seem a terribly petty complaint," he added with a smile. "I certainly am not ungrateful for being saved."

He shrugged nonchalantly at the Natural, giving off that air of uncaring that he...always carried around him. If she knew his name, there was no mistake. Well, there was no doubt in the first place but this just solidified fact.

"That's my name, Chief Representative. I hope you don't plan on wearing it out."

Oh, there we go. On top of everything else - terrible cliches. Cagalli frowned at him, unamused with how thoroughly casual he was in almost any waking moment.

"I honestly have no intent of doing so, Mr. Elsman, though I am glad to see you here and in one piece," she admitted (as much of an admission as it was anyways.) "Have you been here longer than I have, or did you just wake up as well?

"I just woke up. If I was here for any longer than that, I'd start questioning my own sanity with this whole get up." Which was true. There was certainly no method of reality here, despite the fact that he could see and feel everything perfectly fine.

"And by the way, call me Dearka. Mr. Elsman makes me sound old."

A wizard. Well, she'd seen Bowser and his Koopas, so it wasn't a surprise. "Honestly, every little bit of out-of-placeness adds up here. I can understand the sentiment." Cagalli could only imagine what it must be like for someone who wasn't even accustomed to the of space travel being a real thing.

"If that's what you'd prefer, Dearka." She had no intent of making the same concession, though she wouldn't exactly slug him for using her first name. "It looks like we're in this for the long haul, unfortunately, so you may need to look into a therapist of some sort for the future." Perhaps she could use the same therapist once he found them.

Her using the same therapist was the first thought that popped into his mind, causing him to smirk and let out a small bark of laughter.

"Why? Are you scared to ask for one yourself? I suppose I'll do your dirty work."

She humphed at him, crossing her arms. Now he's psychic on top of everything else. "Tch, if I can't handle this place no one can," she bragged, pretty obviously just that. In fact she could think of people she knew who were better off here. "Anyways it's not like it's a big deal needing something like that."

"Well, would you allow me to walk with you a bit, and tell me of your world?" He had nowhere to be, and didn't believe this to be excessively forward. "It seems my own knowledge is not terribly useful, so I probably ought to see about getting more."

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