Meat n' Greet

[cityship]

The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers. After the revelation that their worlds are gone, many of them are even more eager to see people they knew from home.

Several people are set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings. New crew-mates might see a tall man in green armor and snake girl among their number. There are also several authoritative-looking figures ready to introduce themselves.

There's a lot to tell the new people. It's going to be a lot to take in.

[ooc: Only new characters and Command Staff can start new threads for introductions, to limit the number of threads. Everyone else, just tag in and have your guys greet the newbies.]

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[8wings.livejournal.com]

The alien sounded upset. Did he think she had found out some secret of his?

"There are people here from many planets, many universes. There are multiple technologies available aboard the ship, including thought-to-speech translation devices for different species. I do not know your place of origin, but here you may speak freely, as you wish."

[ternaui.livejournal.com]

"...This is far too original to be a trick of the Galactics. You obviously truly believe this is safe. You may be wrong, but since the matter is being spoken of, I suppose speaking can do no harm."

Pause.

"What have they done with my daughters?"

[8wings.livejournal.com]

She looked up at him and felt sorrow. This was hard to share, but someone had shared it with her, and now the weight was on her shoulders to pass on.

"We have been told that we were rescued from certain death by a race called the Daligig, and that our families and friends have been rescued as well. If your daughters are here and awake, you can contact them with the omnicomm; if they are asleep down in the pods, they are at least safe. I do not believe that I have met any of your species on board this ship; however I have only been awake here myself for about one hundred days."

[ternaui.livejournal.com]

"I know there are none of my species on the ship. I would know. My daughters are humans. All dark-haired human females, with names like humans. When this happened, I was with Veronica. She has an Imperial Captain's uniform -- ah. But she would not." He looks down at his clothes, sighs, and extends his hand. "I am called the Chancellor. I have... never heard of the Daligig, but I am quite familiar with the concept of 'Advanced Races' saving other species from certain death in order to make use of them."

[8wings.livejournal.com]

"Some people have found their clothing in the storage area next to the pod caverns, called Weapons and Possessions. You might find some of your belongings there, or some of your families'; although it is a very large room."

She extended her own hand in turn, reaching up a bit to clasp his in the human gesture. "I am Anwei Ayles. Pleased to meet you, Chancellor. The crew have recorded their interactions with the Daligig. Apparently if we help them stop the Ohm, they will find some way of restoring our lost worlds. We hope. We all hope."

She looked curious. "You are familiar with the concept...was there news on your planet of other worlds or dimensions being destroyed?"

[ternaui.livejournal.com]

"Only by the Galactics themselves," the Chancellor says darkly. "But they claimed ownership for any they 'rescued.'"

[8wings.livejournal.com]

Her own eyes darkened for a moment.

"The Daligig have not claimed ownership of us as such - but they control this ship, and the pods that hold millions of sentients. Sentients that may be the last of their species. That knowledge definitely has a coercive effect on the crew. But until we have definite proof that the Daligig are lying, or we can find a way to free this ship from their influence, our paths are tied to their will." She shrugged, hands out. "I wish I could say otherwise."

[ternaui.livejournal.com]

He nods. "Of course. It is very good to meet you, Anwei Ayles."

[8wings.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad to help. Is there anything in particular you need to know now, or would like to discuss? The ship's Constitution and Command structure are in the omnicomm, along with files of what we know about the Daligig and the Ohm."

[ternaui.livejournal.com]

You'll have to excuse The Chancellor for Cultural differences, Anwei. He shudders at the very word 'Constitution'. "...Thank you for the information."

[8wings.livejournal.com]

It was an awful lot to absorb all at once - certainly she had been on the verge of panic for hours. Perhaps she should leave him to his thoughts. If he became distressed, there were other people here who could keep an eye on him.

"You're welcome, Chancellor."

[ternaui.livejournal.com]

And he nods politely again, and will try to adjust to the idea of it being safe to talk here.