We can rebuild, right? [Open to all interested parties]

[morphitudinous]

Several significant data reports were still trickling in, and already Billy's overworked mind knew one thing: this workload was going to be one of his least favorites. Overwhelming, exhausting, sometimes confusing, and with the pressure of time attached as well. Stacy could simply not be relied upon to give the crew a break, and thus they needed to be prepared for a battle like that again. As soon as possible. But how soon was that? Today's meeting's purpose was to make it as soon as possible.

On the board against one wall of the lab, he threw up a starting list of repairs that needed to be made. All the significant weapons and armor that had been turned in, important communications equipment, crew items requiring immediate attention for that person's full functionality, the most often used generic vehicles, and the specialty/personally owned vehicles. That group would be the easiest to select, he hoped.

How easy or difficult this would be would not be fully known until he saw a spread of who was assisting, and how many. Could they complete everything fast enough for the crew's satisfaction? That would be the main worry from here on out.

Billy was almost relieved when they started trickling in. As he waved, not quite as energetically as usual, they might notice one or two signs of the battle. His movements didn't look quite as easy as before, some trace of pain still behind them, and a long bandage now tied around his forehead. Some would look better, some would look worse. He sincerely wished to see more of the former than the latter.

They needed all the healthy help they could get.

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Meeting before the meeting [closed to Kaylee]

[morphitudinous]

Billy had instructed one particular crew member to arrive first. Kaylee needed a special update on all that had gone on, and he wanted to give her the privacy to absorb the information.

As soon as she appeared, he hurriedly waved her into the room. "Hey, there you are. There's a lot to cover and not much time."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Given the chance at this point in time, Kaylee would gladly climb into a mess and a half of wires to disconnect GLaDoS from the rest of the ship. Gorram AI had timing, didn't she? It wouldn't do any good, Kaylee knew, even if she somehow managed it, but the thought felt nice enough. It felt better than thinking about Serenity going out without her, or the rest of the crew being stuck in the middle of chaos that maybe, just maybe, she might have been able to help.

Kaylee did her best to shove back her irritation as she waved to Billy and followed him into the room. With the exception of a small, relieved hug at seeing him in one piece, she stayed mostly business, and would until the meeting was over.

"Start right in then, shall we?"

[morphitudinous]

"Kaylee." Billy wasn't happy about much lately, but seeing her was one of those things that could improve his mood. He held her as firmly as he could around the injuries, then gestured for them to settle down in two of the stools in the back of the room. "I'm glad someone's escaped and in good health, at least."

There was a distressing shortage of that in the area lately. He took a deep breath before beginning with the explanation.

"Well...it must've been a short while after you disappeared. We were called down to a planet called Lirath to help the GIA defend against an invading force of Ohm. It was a full scale assault---we had to fight them on the ground and in the air, and there were rogue groups complicating things too. At one point, they set off a cold bomb. I've heard that Kang was in the Med Bay for a while."

He gave her a second to make plans to see him if she hadn't known, then continued on. "The ship was being assaulted the entire time too. It's sustained extensive damage, and that's why the Daligig and their allies are on board. They're helping us rebuild before we leave. We were lucky, though---it could have been much worse."

How much worse? Well, that's for now. "In the end, the radiation level from the attacks was reaching critical levels. Everyone in the atmosphere would have died if we hadn't been saved---by Superman, who took on the last enemy himself. He succeeded in stopping the attacks, but he didn't make it. I don't believe there were any other crew member deaths, though."

Billy still regretted never getting to know him, but he was starting to see the cold reality of being grateful for those who survived. "Jamie and I were in combat with the Rangers. We fought on the ground and in our zords. Neither of us are too injured, but we're both aching."

Greeting before the meeting

[morphitudinous]

As they streamed into the room, everyone was free to mingle. Billy himself took up one end, but there were plenty of other stools and occupants for chatting up.

[mingle, go wild! Billy will be here too if he's needed.]

Re: Greeting before the meeting

[cow-abunga.livejournal.com]

"Hey." Cowabunga greeted with a small wave.

[morphitudinous]

Billy checked off one name on his list. Cowabunga, alive and accounted for. "Hey, it's good to see you. You're ready for all this?"

[battorch]

For Tim's part, he was there early enough to be around for the 'greeting' but he wasn't really doing much of it. He stood off to one side, right arm crossed awkwardly over his chest, while the other remained in his sling (he'd promised Rory he'd wear it, at least sometimes), his costume still battered. He was quiet, mostly waiting.

[morphitudinous]

There was Red Robin, present as promised. Billy smiled faintly, making his way over. It seemed they had another injured arm---if he paired off with someone else with the same problem, they'd have two arms between them. Maybe that could work?

"Hey," Billy greeted him, making his way over. "It looks like your costume could use some repair too. I know you can't just hand it off to someone, but is there anything we can get you?"

Re: Greeting before the meeting

[staturity]

"Hey, Billy." Cassie waved and approached him. "How are you?" Not that she expected him to answer it completely honestly, with that bandage around his head.

[morphitudinous]

"Cassie," Billy was all smiles, relieved to see her with them too. He pushed some hair over the bandage, contemplating just how to answer.

"Recovering. Hopefully recovered enough to pull a few more all-night shifts. What about you?"

[radiantcourage.livejournal.com]

"Heya!" Hoshi greeted, waving her hand. Like she said, she was definitely going to come, wrist be damned. She was looking to see if there was anyone she could talk with in the meantime.

[morphitudinous]

"Hoshi," Billy grinned, taking note of her state. That arm was damaged, but the rest of her appeared to be fine. Thank goodness for small favors.

"How is everything?"

Re: Greeting before the meeting

[makeherblue]

The Doctor wandered in and immediately made straight for Billy. He grabbed his hand in his, pumping it up and down.

"Hello! Wonderful to see you, you're looking very well!"

[morphitudinous]

"Doctor! It's great to see---"

Billy was very relieved to have your assistance, Doctor, and he was never going to turn a hand away. But it was rather difficult to remain concentrating when those vigorous movements jarred a few hidden injuries. Twisting his gasp into a smile, he settled for warmly squeezing the Doctor's hand for a moment or two.

"---you. I was worried for a little while back there, but it seems we're all in reasonably good shape."

[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie - still moving somewhat stiffly - makes his way in, forgoing sitting on one of the stools for the moment in favor of leaning up against the wall. Rubbing his hand against the back of his neck, he settles in to wait for the start of the meeting.

[morphitudinous]

"Jamie?" Billy asks, taking stock of his friend's appearance. Far healthier than the rest of them, fortunately, and...quiet.

"Am I interrupting any thoughts?"

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Billy has given Kaylee a lot to think about while they're doing repairs. While her urge to find GLaDoS' program and bash it to pieces with a wrench has subsided a little, it is slowly being replaced by concern for her crew mates.

She observes Jamie closely as he enters the room, watches his interaction with Billy. And when Billy has finally moved to welcome the other attendants of the meeting, Kaylee quietly slips across the room and leans up against the wall next to Jamie.

"Look like you should be sleepin' instead of here, bao bei..."

Re: Greeting before the meeting

[sonofether.livejournal.com]

Stephen jogged up in his lab coat, toolbox in hand. "Hey Billy. Told you I'd make it," he said with a grin.

"Getting everything organized?"

[for-magic.livejournal.com]

Was the elf lost? This was absolutely not where he belonged..

Still, he strode up to Billy confidently, with a polite nod.

"Recognizing I'm somewhat out of my element here and have no capacity whatsoever to directly repair any of these devices, I'd nevertheless like to offer the help and support of the Magic Department, in the form of myself. At the very least, I have some spells that might be of use to your team, I think."

Re: Greeting before the meeting

[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

Allenby felt distinctly awkward as she walked into the lab. She might be co-head of Weapons and Defense, but... she didn't really feel like someone in charge of a department. Or a sub-department. Hell, given what had happened with Starfighter Command, she wasn't sure she belonged in any kind of hierarchy.

But she was good at this stuff and she wanted to at least help her friends by making sure they fought in good, well-maintained equipment. So here she was. She gave Billy a little wave as she walked in, but she wasn't sure to do about interacting like she was in an official office or something.

The Actual Meeting

[morphitudinous]

"Well, here we are," Billy started. "I'm glad to see everyone made it here, and I hope you're all somewhat well rested. As you can see," he said, pointing at the board behind him, "we have a long list of work to do. We need work with guns, swords, armor, small vehicles, large vehicles, and anything else you can find in the damage reports. Which ones are your specialties, or where would you prefer? If you're new, you can choose a group you'd like to be trained in."

Billy waved a hand and opened the floor.

Repair Groups

[morphitudinous]

Small vehicles (cars, small tanks, motorcycles), guns, swords, sheets of armor, large vehicles (big tanks, mecha, bigger aircraft), small parts, and communications devices all needed fixing. Who wants to go where?

Suggestions/Complaints/Info

[morphitudinous]

"And is there anything else we need to be aware of or discuss?" he asked at some point, even if points had already been made well in advance. Billy was always sure he was missing something when he worked independently, it helped to hear their ideas.

Re: The Actual Meeting

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

Ronnae slipped by hopefully unnoticed, having arrived later than she had hoped. The girl seemed completely healed, which was quite a feat considering the extensive damage to her full body, except for an eyepatch she wore over her right eye. She did her best to cover it with the usual long, wine colored bang that was draped over it so you'd have to be closer to notice it.

She already knew her work was going to be extensive, being part of most of the departments in engineering and being an overachiever when it came to engineering. So she settled in the back, taking notes and looking thoughtful as she tried figuring out how to best tackle her workload efficiently.

[indeliblepast]

Sumeragi was... well, not quite late, but she had cut it close. And was currently hanging around the back - being the new person at a gathering where alcohol or tactical planning wasn't involved wasn't... exactly her forte. Particularly when she wasn't even sure if she could be of any help - but she'd damn well try, at least.

A lot of people in the room looked rather worse of for wear, and it struck her just how lucky her crew had been. No major injuries, and the worst she had was some bruises from being jostled around on the bridge. The Ptolemaios and the units were a different story - but she hoped they could be repaired.