"From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines" (Part 1 - Briefing)

[cityship]

A large group of crew members was gathered. In fact, given the mission briefing provided, it was curious that there'd be such a large number for a diplomatic mission.

Planet Designation: Galilee
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Extensive flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: Yes.
Sentient Life: Homo Sapiens. [Various translations of "human" appear here so everyone understands it]
Water: 69.5% of the planet's surface.
Climate: Earth-like [Click here for cultural equivalents for non-Earth cultures.]
Landscape: Varied.
Air: Normoxic concentration. Slightly elevated levels of carbon dioxide.
Air Pressure: 101.3 kPa (kilopascals) = 14.7 psi (pounds per square inch)
Sky: Blue. Often overcast.
Sun: A class G2V, yellow star.
Warnings: Wildlife and plant-life can be hazardous. Humans can be hazardous. A human cultural and legal database is available. [click here]
Mission: Successfully negotiate with the Galileeans in exchange for their advanced medical technology.

It was very little to work with, so the crew gathered there possibly had a lot of questions.

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Arrivals

[cityship]

People had a brief chance to talk before the briefing started.

[ooc: the usual mingling here, if you want.]

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[not-edd.livejournal.com]

Zedd was one of the first to arrive, still a little out of it from his beach party. Frankly, it would have went a lot better had he not been intercepted by that girl.

For now, he opted to wait, seeing as this ship had called him for something important.

[so-pregnable.livejournal.com]

"Stace, if this is a negotiation thing, why are you inviting Evils McNastythong along for the ride? Evil overlords can't negotiate their way out of a paper bag," Kon pointed out.

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[thewunderkind]

"Yeah seriously, why is butt-eyes coming with us?" Welcome to Lash's new name for you forever, Zedd.

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[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

Ruff was...to say the least excited.

She had geared up with all her favorite "toys", helmet, buckler, bits of armor, punching gloves, and a knapsack full of things she thought she might need.

Her first "real" mission!

And sure it was a boring sounding title, "Negotiation" bah! That was really more Hiccup or Zetta's thing. But Ruff would give it a shot. After all who was to say that a Viking style negotiation wouldn't involve some punching?

With all the people starting to show up though, Ruff wasn't really sure what to expect from this.

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[badassfreakingoverlord]

"...holy crap, you actually got invited on this thing?"

Sorry, Ruffnut, you just... kind of had a running gag about missing these, and in Zetta's universe, running gags were more immutable than physical laws.

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Ruff!"

Someone was there to see her off.

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[thewunderkind]

Lash looked happy to see her there, and held out her arm in a fist for the other girl to ram hers in. (A motion more commonly called in some circles as the legendary fistbump).

"Congrats," she told her.

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[hi_there_aliens]

Daniel found that by the next mission rolled around, he actually felt reasonably rested, to the point he was starting to get antsy. Exploring Stacy was fine, better than fine, it was interesting, but there wasn't anything quite like getting out there and seeing other planets. Anything to get the taste of what happened to the Oryans out of his mouth.

He checked the Omnicron's clock. It looked like they had a few minutes before the briefing. Plenty of time to get a feel for the rest of the people going down to the planet. Although maybe he should check his stuff again. Just to make sure he wasn't going to forget anything.

[so-pregnable.livejournal.com]

"You know, your stuff isn't going to disappear in between each time you check. Just sayin'."

The jibe was friendly, though.

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[iselldrugstothecommunity]

The fact that Daniel double-checks his things makes Howard curious. Even if Howard allegedly gave up his life of petty crime, a pickpocket still notices these things. He keeps Daniel within eyesight for several minutes before approaching. He acts like he's just noticed Daniel, which is, of course, entirely untrue.

"This is a way bigger crowd than the last two missions I went on. Something smell like fish to you?"

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[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Zouichi wasn't sure why it looked like so many undiplomatic types were being sent on an apparently diplomatic mission. Zetta? Zedd? Really? When in doubt, expect the worst.

...also, was it just him, or were there a lot of people whose name started with 'Z' aboard the ship?

He looked around for any familiar faces in the crowd.

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[futureisclear.livejournal.com]

Ildraniath had opted for armor for the mission, although her helmet was still tucked under one arm. Her usual sword and pistol were at her sides, but she had also brought along a rather impressive looking spear, that was almost twice as high as she was. She pored over the data they'd been presented with. Maybe more answers would be forthcoming.

Hopefully.

Going in blind had never struck her as a wise decision.

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[seasindorei.livejournal.com]

Ter'thelas had arrived, and chosen to go more 'low-key' for this mission than might otherwise be expected. He lacked his usual heavy leather armor, instead choosing to dress in some of the civilian clothes he'd picked up on the last planet. Neatly pleated slacks, waistcoat and a jacket, all in a slate-grey cloth. A collared shirt, pocket watch, and a burgundy-red tie topped it off, giving him the appearance of someone who'd just stepped out of a business meeting in the late nineteenth century. He'd decided to forgo obvious armament, at least for this case.

Unseen, he'd also tucked a few objects away. Lockpicks, hidden daggers, a small, compact pistol nicked from the armory. The little things that would make sure he could handle himself if things got messy.

[thunder-ace.livejournal.com]

Fate, unlike some, had opted for her casual clothes over her Barrier Jacket when she entered the Obs Deck. Oh sure, she was one of the ones that was curious over the size of the group and the presence of a decent amount of non-diplomatic types, but this was just the briefing. No need to get suited up for that, right?

So here she was, standing off to the side as more crewmates filed in, keeping an eye out for familiar faces.

[goddamnwingman]

Dick looked around, raising an eyebrow. There were a lot of people who had been called together. Which possibly didn't mean anything good.

He'd packed as best he could, even going so far as to pack his uniform boots and gauntlets. There was plenty in them that could be useful.

He'd also lost the mask for the moment. It was his identity on the ship, sure, but most cultures didn't react well to masked men in their midst. "Wonder what we're meant to be doing this time."

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[moms-temperment.livejournal.com]

It was obvious to see that Hana was pumped.

Sure, he was a little disappointed he'd had to leave his buddy and roommate, Sandy, back on the ship but Taro had stayed behind to look after her and now he could come back with stories to tell her.

Sure, 'negotiating' sounded pretty boring but this was still another planet that he'd never been on before. Besides, the 'advanced technology' part sounds pretty cool to him.

So, he double checks that he brought his weapon with him and looks around.

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

Jr.'s usual attire was his always-prepared attire. Twin pistols holstered snugly behind him, ether spells ready in his mind. The tiny little device to summon his E.S. -- he hoped this wouldn't end up being a mission to call a giant mech into, though.

He looked around at the others, giving kind, quick nods of greeting to the ones he hadn't met personally, yet.

[so-pregnable.livejournal.com]

Superboy floated there with his arms crossed, all geared up with his pack and ready to go. His Legion-ring-created gauntlet was on his wrist, just in case he got depowered.

"This is no diplomatic mission--or at least it isn't just a diplomatic mission--if Stacy's bringing in big guns like me," he muttered, though it was loud enough for others to hear.

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[theboywhowaits]

Rory hadn't been expecting the summons. Really, it wasn't exactly something he wanted to do, considering Molly and Amy and everything else that had been going on lately. He'd been looking forward to a tiny bit of down time. But the ship wasn't exactly one to take no for an answer.

And so here he was, bag she'd packed over his shoulder, comm system out to tell Amy he'd been kidnapped from medical for this mission. It never stopped, did it? He should be used to that by now. Though he couldn't imagine why she'd pick him for anything, diplomatic or not. That seemed like more of the Doctor's show, not his. He was support at best.

He'd seen a few familiar faces, at least. So he wouldn't be entirely out of his element. He just hoped Stacy had remembered some sort of medical supplies, better to be ready than desperate.

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[thewunderkind]

A diplomatic mission huh? Well Lash honestly couldn't care after the success of the beach party. If this planet required her just to hold a weapon and look threatening, she honestly couldn't care as the last few days had been incredibly kind to her. Nothing could go wrong.

Maybe she was asking for it.

She carried with her a bag filled with her usual inventions and guns, and her trusty morpher, ever ready if something went wrong.

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[starlightace]

Nanoha, unlike her normally cheery self, looked... well, positively grumpy.

They were going to have to delay the wedding again, weren't they?

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[iselldrugstothecommunity]

'Nervous and cranky' don't quite describe the mood missions summons tend to put Howard into. It's not enough that he just got back from that insane Rifftrax-worthy hamfest from the last mission. Not enough that he's still processing that disaster on Epicurea. No, now Stacy's going to send him on yet another 'diplomatic' mission that, if experience holds true, will turn into one more bizarre, terrifying adventure into cowering in the face of death.

Someday, he's going to write some hella ridiculous memoirs. Possibly even an entire series. Sell it to a television studio and get royalties.

He's brought his med kit (its broken strap held together by a rather ingenious combination of baggage stickers and paperclips), and other than that, just his sparkling personality.

Q & A

[cityship]

People also had a chance to ask Stacy questions.

[ooc: the usual mission Q&A here.]

Re: Q & A

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Odd how Earthlike this Galilee was described to be. Equally odd how many of the crew were apparently being dispatched on this mission. Zouichi tapped one finger idly against his temple, considering. "What exactly is this 'advanced medical technology'? And exactly how hazardous are these humans?"