trans_9 | Meat n' Greet

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Meat n' Greet

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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"Because Age has more to do," he said with his usual surety, before adding with a laugh, "Besides, if Age didn't come back, Dhianeila would be sad."

Age already knew what this whole situation meant for him, but doubt never crossed his mind for a second.

It was just another step towards the future.

More to do ... he was right. Dhianeila still remembered their fated meeting with the members of the GIA, who spoke of the Ascended. Was Age here now because the Tribe of Gold were, in fact, involved in this grand endeavor in some way? She had always believed they were, and Age being there now proved that even more.

She nodded. "There is still much that we all must do. Before we are once again able to return home and continue our duties there."

With Age, she now had no doubt in her mind that they would get there.

"My dads said there would be more for Age to do when he woke up again," he replied. "They said that Age would have to protect Dhianeila and everyone else so they could find the right path."

So, just like old times. No pressure.

So they did know.

"I'm ... so glad to hear that. All but us are unfamiliar with the Tribe of Gold, and the powers that they possess. I was almost afraid that somewhere in the crossroads between the attacks and destructions of the universes, something ... might have happened."

She looked back into Age's eyes. "And I'm glad that when we find that path, I'll be able to return and keep my promise to you." That was one of the things she regretted being unable to do when she had awakened and learned of what had happened.

Age smiled warmly at that. There were very few things Age ever really wanted for himself, and the restoration of Olone was first among them.

"Age is looking forward to it," he replied. "Fuuto will be happy too."

Dhianeila blinked at that response, and then couldn't help but smile widely, fondly, afterward. After the door opened and then disappeared, she and the others had moved - to planets they had allied with, to their own home planets, starting to spread the word so more and more races could take actions to grow and obtain those powers. One of their last stops had been Olone, just before Dhianeila had ordered the beginnings of its restoration. They had wanted to see it again before that happened, and...

"Fuuto..." she began, covering a small laugh with her hand. "There were some ... 'little Fuutos' to be found, when we went to visit."

"Ha!" he laughed enthusiastically. "Baby Fuutos?"

He seemed amused to no end by this. After all, to him, this meant more friends to play with. Plus, y'know. The whole continuing-Fuuto's-race thing was a good thing too, especially on a planet as desolate as Olone.

"Many of them, yes. It was a pleasure to meet them all."

And then at her next sentence, she wondered. After this was all over, the universe that Age would be returning to ... would he return to where he had left them to go? But her voice was still sure, because as she had told the others. That door would one day open again. "I'm sure Fuuto has told them all about you. They'll probably be so excited to meet you!"

"Age would like that too!"

He smiled brightly at that thought. After all, who wouldn't want to play with tiny little land-squid thingies? But after a few moments, the smile weakened, his expression becoming slightly more solemn.

"It was Age's fault that happened to Olone," he said. "Age--I appreciate you keeping your promise."

It took him a bit of effort to talk like a normal person, but he thought it was more appropriate for expressing the sentiment.

"It is near nothing in comparison for what you have done for us -- and for me." It was true. Age had agreed to come with them, fought for them with no question and no hesitance. And despite the seemingly endless battles, battles where the outcomes seemed bleak, the stress and pain and anguish and strife, Age had just continued, asking for nothing in return but to see his planet restored.

"I hope to return soon, so continue doing so."

Age continued smiling warmly at that. He was about to respond, before a confused look came over his face, and his right eye began blinking uncontrollably. Eventually, he just decides to clamp it shut, putting his hand over it.

"Something's wrong with Bellcross," he eventually said, a slight sound of concern in his voice.

Dhianeila's expression changed, 'wrong' wasn't a good thing, when it came to the Nodos. She gave Age a confused, just as concerned look.

"Wrong? What do you mean?"

"They put something in there with him," he replied, his right eye still shut tight. "It's making him feel weaker. Bellcross doesn't like it."

Bellcross is, after all, a member of the Heroic Tribe. They didn't know what it felt like to be weak.

That answer simply boggled Dhianeila. Why would Bellcross be weakened? Was it some sort of anomaly, perhaps, from he and Age being there? Or did Bellcross's power worry Stacy? But why would a ship needing them to fight do something like that to a being so powerful?

"Weaker..." she muttered, hoping nothing worse would come of that. "But, he's still here, with you, isn't he?" She could still feel him there, but Age was probably a lot more in-tune with what was happening to the behemoth than she was.

"Yeah," he said. "But he's not very happy. He doesn't like feeling like this."

To say the least. But thankfully Bellcross' weaker state meant it was easier for Age to keep him from coming out on his own, regardless of how agitated the beast was.

At least Bellcross was still there, even if it was a little relief in the face of what they were dealing with otherwise.

Still, it was strange, and it made Dhianeila wonder. She looked up - better to at least ask, even if she didn't know the answer. "Stacy ... is there a reason why Bellcross has weakened?"

||The file seems to indicate that the Daligig believed the being Bellcross's power would be too dangerous to go unrestricted,|| Stacy replied. ||Several other crew members with particularly high levels of strength and ability have been similarly restricted in the past for similar reasons. In this case, it was believed that allowing Bellcross to face the Ohm unrestrained would likely cause it to fall into Frenzy, thus putting this ship's crew at risk.||

Age just gave a somewhat puzzled look as Stacy continued.

||As it stands, we would require a Daligig officer to give me the unlock codes for his limiter. However, given Programming's recent successes with unlocking more of my programming, I believe it is only a matter of time before I can gain access to those codes without relying on the presence of a Daligig officer.||

Bellcross certainly wasn't going to be fighting against other Nodos, but as it stood, the mere thought of it when Stacy said that ... she had remembered so vividly what happened when the member of the Tribe of Hero had fallen into madness. She had been able to save it, then, but it had been a near miracle.

"... I see," she responded eventually, still thoughtful, still wondering. "I hope we are able to gain that access as soon as possible. Thank you, Stacy."

She just hoped that Bellcross wasn't significantly weakened. She looked to Age, apologetic. "I'm sorry, Age, Bellcross. There is still much we have not yet unlocked on this ship - and much we do not know about those who created her. We are doing all that we can to remedy this, so my hope is that Bellcross will not have to feel that way for long."

Of course, her sympathy for the Nodos was dwarfed by the idea that once again, Age and Bellcross were expected to fight. After all they'd done, she was at least happy that the need to fight was no longer needed from them in their universe.

"It's okay!" he replied with a smile. "It just means Age and Bellcross have to fight harder to protect everyone."

And once again, such thoughts don't seem to phase Age in the slightest.

"I wish there was no need for you to have to fight again," she said. "You have already done so much."

"My dads said this would be really important," Age replied, smiling slightly at her concern. "Even more important than what Age did before. So Age will be okay."

"We-- there are many on this ship who are willing to help you. Especially so, if Bellcross has been weakened. It is their wish, too, to keep other universes safe from harm, and to return to their homes."

"Age knows," he replied with a nod, smiling widely. "This is everyone's fight."

It was certainly a change of pace from his normal outlook on letting others fight. Even Age knew in this case that he alone would be unable to do everything that was needed, regardless of whether he was at full strength or not.

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