cityship: (Stacy--Main AI)
cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-06-09 08:27 pm

Queries and Quibbles--mind your Q's

[ooc: Read this bit.]

Something happens outside the ship. There's a concussive noise like something docking, and then the doors to Obs open again, to reveal a mostly intact, but somewhat bedraggled away team. One of them is injured, and part of the group works to get her down to MedBay, some of the others look stoic and a touch upset with what they've learned.

Some look pissed off that their various morphers and power suits have been stolen away from them again by Stacy's tentacles or dampened.

Something happens INSIDE the ship. A handful of individuals are released from their pods after quite some time of running imaginary mazes.

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[identity profile] ihatefire.livejournal.com 2009-06-10 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"We had a blast, new guy," says Cybil. "Damn ship shot us down to the planet, made us recover some escape pods that we don't know how they got there, we got chased by acid monsters, got nearly drowned, and ran into exploding hallucinogenic plants, and otherwise had a grand ol' time, getting yanked around with no idea what the hell's really going on."
whyarewehere: (-No kiddin'?)

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-10 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"That sounds fun. You guys do this often?" Grif asks. He seems to be taking all this in stride, so either the folks on ship did a good job calming him down or he's just naturally calm in the face of danger and other raw bizarreness.

He doesn't seem too remarkable as far as podlings go, though he is carrying a rifle of some kind.

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[identity profile] ihatefire.livejournal.com 2009-06-10 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"First mission, not the first incident of craziness. We had brain slugs and giant acid-spewing bugs before this," she says, and then she holds out her hand.

"Cybil Bennett. One of the lt. Commanders, not that it means a ton when the ranking is so informal. You are?"
whyarewehere: (-looking over shoulder)

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-10 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
Grif takes the hand. "Dexter Grif," he says. Leaving out the military affiliation for now. He could drag all that Red Army baggage into this, but so far? He's only seen Tex. Nobody else knows who he is, so he's happy to take advantage of that.

"So we're fighting weird space things. Great. Just like home."

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[identity profile] ihatefire.livejournal.com 2009-06-10 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Better than zombies, at least," says Cybil.
whyarewehere: (-Thinkin')

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-10 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh jeeze, don't get me started on zombies." Grif sighs. This reminds him, he'll need to come up with a new zombie plan if he's gonna be here for a while. And there's no Alaska here... hmm...

He'll worry about that later though.

"So... we hang out here. In this weird place, and then sometimes have to go fight acid spitting space monsters?" That's what he's been getting from this.

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[identity profile] ihatefire.livejournal.com 2009-06-10 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Yep," says Cybil. "Only it's looking a bit more complicated than that. There's also the whole 'trying to leave this popsicle stand in the dust and get back home' part but we try not to...discuss things openly."

She eyes the ceiling suggestively, indicating that they try to discuss that where Stacy can't overhear.
whyarewehere: (-<_<)

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-10 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, good. Because for a second there I thought you were all okay with this." He looks up at the ceiling a little too.

"What, are the walls listening?

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[identity profile] ihatefire.livejournal.com 2009-06-10 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Literally. Ship's alive, as far as we can tell. Stacy IS the ship."
whyarewehere: (-Oh. Huh.)

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-10 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"So THAT'S why it feels like we're in someone's intestines." He wrinkles his nose. "Okay so you guys talk plans... when it can't hear you."

Plans. Grif hates plans. Plans mean doing stuff. Not only is he no good at it, but it usually doesn't work out. And it means effort. Grif hates effort.

Unfortunately, he also hates being stuck here. It's worse than Blood Gulch.

"Let me know when you do that."

Re: Newbies Meeting the Command Staff

[identity profile] ihatefire.livejournal.com 2009-06-10 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
"We will. There should be another meeting, soon. We need to take care of the injured and try to wrangle some answers out of Stacy, first."