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. They are also told they must read information about their current situation and a survival guide with their new omnicom. New crew-mates might see a tall dragonish guy with wings (but don't call him that) and purple 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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[punchedoutdestiny]

Once Simon had gotten settled into a plantsuit, along with Boota (Who was not happy with the thing, no sir), he'd recovered the things out of his locker - his Core Drill, his coat, and his goggles - all of which he was wearing as he strolled around the meet-and-greet area rather curiously while he reflected on what Miyako had told him in the pod chamber. "...save the galaxy, eh? Not too different from back home, I guess. Hope some of the other team guys are here..."

He couldn't help but worry about Nia, though.

[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

"DOMOOOOOOOOOOOON! RAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!"

Yes, Allenby had completely given up on subtlety. She'd always known that Domon and the Shuffle Alliance were there in the pods, but actually seeing Domon, fighting him, it had been--well it had been something concrete. And if Stacy had fixed his avia for one day then probably he had been almost ready anyway, right?

Right?

RIGHT! And she wasn't going to waste any time just hoping to find 'em, she would make sure they knew she was there! Such was her thought when she spotted the guy with the coat and the furry thing, muttering something about saving the galaxy. "Not that different? You serious?" she asked, momentarily distracted from her quest.

[punchedoutdestiny]

The blue-haired girl's yelling got his attention - he figured she was looking for someone, though that was a pretty easy conclusion to draw. He wasn't expecting the question, though, and he nodded. "Ah, yeah... Was going off with some friends and a whole crew to fight an army before they could get to Earth."

[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

Allenby's eyes widened. "No kiddin'! Man--that sucks. I dunno if there's any feeling worse than getting ready to save your home planet and finding out there wasn't any point..." She grimaced. "Or that we gotta do it all over again. But I won't let that be the end of it! And you won't either, right?"

[punchedoutdestiny]

While he had been calm, Allenby's words stirred something in him, putting a smirk on his face. "Hell no, I won't! It's just another roadblock, and if I'm good at anything, it's breaking down barriers that keep me from my goal! No matter how many stand in the way, they'll all burn to ash from Team Dai-Gurren's burning spirit!"

A pause, then he looked a little sheepish - and solemn. "...even if I'm the only member here."

[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

"Yeah!" Allenby raised her fists in sympathetic hotbloodedness at Simon's declaration. They'd show the Ohm and the Daligig and even Stacy--and they'd restore Earth! Whatever timelines or lies were going on, there was a way and they would find it.

She grinned encouragingly. "That's okay--I'm the only Gundam Fighter around right now, if there aren't any new here. If your friends have your kinda spirit, it's a sure bet they're in the pods too!"

[punchedoutdestiny]

That lifted his spirits a bit, and got a nod from him. "Hope so. Though without our ships and robots, we're kind of up a creek..." Boota popped out, making a rather discouraged noise at that. "I can hold my own well enough in a fistfight, but I'm more at home in my Gunman." He peered at Allenby after a moment. "What's a Gundam? Some variety of Gunman, or...?"

[morganknight]

"Damn," Morgan said, as his eyes wandered to that coat. He looked down at his own coat, which for all that it was oddly shiny, inexplicably heavy, and a luxurious black... was not that coat. "I think I just lost."

[punchedoutdestiny]

Simon and Boota both turned toward the voice, confused. "Lost what?"

[morganknight]

"The title of 'Wearer of the Most Awesome Coat On the Ship'," Morgan said, grinning. "I'll inform the Trophy Committee to work on re-engraving the plaque.

"Seriously, though, welcome aboard... such as it is."

[punchedoutdestiny]

There was a bit of blinking followed by a slightly nervous chuckle and grin. "Ah, yeah, it is a pretty nice coat..."

"Thanks - I'm Simon," he answered, holding out a hand to Morgan.

[morganknight]

"Morgan," he said, giving Simon's hand the sort of firm shake politicians and CEOs practiced to get. "Have you had a chance to get your omnicomm yet?"

[punchedoutdestiny]

"Ah, yeah-" Simon looked around, then hooked a thumb in Kang's general direction. "-the Councillor showed me how to use it."

[redheadcarrier.livejournal.com]

"You look new."

If the comment sounded unhelpful, it was probably because it was meant to be. Asuka tended to show up to podpops, ostensibly to laugh at the newbies. She definitely wasn't hoping to see a familiar face (although there was something oddly, distantly familiar about this guy's face).

"I guess you just got the slime treatment, huh?"

[punchedoutdestiny]

Simon paused in his glancing around the room, as did Boota, both turning their attention to the redhead.

"Ah, yeah... One hell of a wake up call you guys have here."

[redheadcarrier.livejournal.com]

"Tell me about it. One day you're minding your own business, nect thing you know, you're waking up covered in slime and something is trying to talk into your head!"

Asuka shuddered. The idea of having something trying to pick through her brain bothered her.

"Do you have any idea how disgusting my hair felt?"

[punchedoutdestiny]

The man blinked, then both Simon and Boota looked at each other, mildly confused. He reached up, running a hand through his hair. "Uhhh. Well, it's not the best situation - could definitely use a proper shower, but it's could be a lot worse, I think."

[redheadcarrier.livejournal.com]

"I'm not really sure how this whole, stupid situation could get worse. We're stuck in a living spaceship, fighting for our lives against giant alien bugs. Eating slop!"

Asuka huffed, "It's enough to drive a girl crazy!"

[punchedoutdestiny]

Okay, that grumpy tone was starting to grate on Simon a bit...

"At least we have our lives," he answered, his tone shifting to a more stern one.

[thebest-shot.livejournal.com]

Yoko had recovered everything she could from her locker, which she was almost disappointed to find out was only her skull hairclip, the chopsticks she stuck in her ponytail, and scarf. No guns. How was she expected to go about this without her rifle? It almost infuriated her, but with a sigh she chose to move forward. Obviously this place would have some weapons to offer, right? The conditions were similar; they were at war. Weapons were more than a requirement.

She allowed these thoughts to race through her mind until she spotted him. Or, at least she thought it was him. Her jaw went a little slack at the sight, but the core drill- - this guy… Her pace quickened to catch his arm.

“S-Simon…?” Hope he didn’t mind a wide-eyed, confused-as-hell Yoko staring up at him. Yes. Up. When did this even happen?

[punchedoutdestiny]

Simon hadn't been expecting someone to know his name here - save for the folks he'd introduced himself to so far. This voice didn't match those, but it was still familiar.

...and smaller than he recalled, and tugging on his arm.

"...Yoko?!" Congrats, Yoko, he's just as confused as you. And so is Boota. The plantsuit being more modest than anything they'd ever seen her in might be a partial cause of that.

[thebest-shot.livejournal.com]

“Simon!” Nothing made sense, but he was here. Big and grown up, but here. So she wasn’t alone and the others had to be here, too. She pulled him in for a hug. Woah, he was strong, too. She really just wanted to cry given everything that had happened, but she would hold it in.

From what she could remember, not all that long ago a shorter version of the guy in front of her was mourning a loss in the rain with her. A big loss. How long had she been in that pod? She pulled away with both hands on his arms, as if she would let go of him he would disappear.

Not a risk worth taking.

“What happened? Why are you…when did you grow up?” She was a little flustered, or more than that, so she could only hope he had answers. The suit wasn't an option, ok?

[punchedoutdestiny]

He reciprocated the hug, and in the process, Boota hopped over to Yoko's head. He was rather confused - just a day or so ago, she'd shown up out of nowhere and broken him and Viral out of jail... And now she was young again?

He made no move to knock her arms away - seeing Yoko unsettled like this was...odd, to say the least. "I... Well, it took time, but..." He looked around the room, as if he'd find an answer there. "I should be asking you how you got young again...!"

Boota slipped down to Yoko's shoulder, looking between the pair with a confused little 'bwoooooo'.

[thebest-shot.livejournal.com]

Boota was enough to make her smile. She looked to her side and lightly patted his head quietly before averting her attention to Simon. Who obviously didn’t have answers. Which confused her even more, worried her even.

“Again? Simon what are you talking about?” As her question closed, her smile faded. A little too grimly, she tried to explain. From the best of he memories, at least.

It was all she could provide.

“Just yesterday…or, at least it seemed like yesterday, we were fighting and Kamina…” And she let her sentence drop there. She didn’t want to say it, and she wasn’t sure how he would deal with it. Only, younger Simon would handle it badly. Older Simon? Did he remember this? Was he from a different universe? Ok, maybe she was thinking a little too extreme now. Her voice was tight, straining all the emotion out of it the best she could for him.

“…he died.”

[punchedoutdestiny]

Simon's shoulders slumped a bit as Yoko explained her point in time. "Oh man..." He reached up and scratched his head with a sigh. "That... For me, that was seven years ago... There's a lot that's happened since then. It's kinda crazy how much."

He did reach out, however, and put a comforting hand on the shoulder opposite Boota. "He didn't die in vain, however."