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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. 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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Oh right he had to tell other people about whether or not this was all true. Jr. hated when it had to be kids. Why did Stacy have to wake kids up? Even ones like he used to be?

Welp. Best to take in a deep breath and try to lay it on Atom lightly, while at the same time not crushing all of his hopes and dreams. Let's do this, Jr.

"Er..." he averted his gaze off to the side; easy to focus on one person or another on the Obs deck passing by. "I hate to tell you that it's not a dream, but..." he looked back into Atom's eyes. "It's not a dream. Or a TV show. A lot of people don't remember what happened before they came here."

He put a hand up before he could respond. "But! Don't worry too much about it. There are a ton of us here who are working on fixing everything and getting it back to normal."

Atom frowned, but didn't look particularly distressed. "Well, I'd definitely remember what happened, even if I didn't want to. I mean, if someone destroyed the Earth, there should have been news reports, a defense strike... you're telling me I don't remember any of that?"

"This ship-- ah, Stacy. The one who talked to you when you woke up. Sometimes she does that to people. Thinks that it might not be a very nice thing to remember." Jr. could somewhat see the logic in that. But learning that your universe was gone third-hand and knowing that something tampered with your memories was a lot more alarming to him.

He wondered if he should tell Atom that he could ask her to give him those memories back.

But in Atom's case, that would mean actually deleting his memories of what happened. Which, while not impossible, wouldn't exactly be easy to do. It would require knowledge of his memory systems, how to manipulate his AI to excise only what was desired without leaving a trace of the missing memories. And yet on the other hand, Atom had no idea how he had gotten here. He should, at least, have memories of that.

The idea was rather disturbing. Could Jr.'s story have some truth to it? But what was the more likely answer -- that his memories had simply been manipulated, or that giant alien bugs had actually destroyed the world?

He gave Jr. a considering look. "I'm still not sure I believe it, but let's say you're right. What do you mean, 'fixing everything'?"

"You know, bringing our worlds back. And everyone else's, too. It's possible that we can."

This is all stretching the credibility of the story pretty hard. "If all our worlds got blown up, how are we supposed to put them back together? You can't just create planets and galaxies out of nothing."

"You've gotta talk to the captain and the other higher-ups for the specific details." Or maybe even the Daligig ... but Jr. wasn't about to tell a kid to go talk to them after the trouble that had instantly cropped up upon their arrival. "But the Ohm-- the creatures that did what they did to us all, there's a lot we still don't know about them, but there's a chance they're a lot more advanced than a lot of people assume they are. And there's buzz about them having the means to return things back to how they were before they showed up."

And then he figured Atom might not be used to, well, things like that. "Ahh..." So he added, "There might be ... things that happen on this ship. Things that might not be a reality where you're from. So the stuff you're hearing might sound like some kind of crazy story for all you know."

Atom didn't have a great history with military people -- they tended to see him as either a curiosity or a weapon. Or both. But maybe he had no choice in this instance. At any rate, Jr. seemed to believe the story, and as far as his systems could tell, Jr. wasn't lying.

"What kind of things?" Atom asked. "...it does sound pretty weird."

"All different things! Different powers, abilities, technologies. For me, it's also a case of different kinds of people. There are dragons and elves - and they never existed where I come from."

"Dragons and elves?" Okay, that just sounded weird. But there were a bunch of strange people back in those pod chambers, and Atom couldn't deny that their readings seemed nonhuman.

"Me either, and definitely not dragons..." He looked at Jr. curiously. "Where did you come from?"

"Me? I came from a place called the Kukai Foundation, ally to the the Second Miltian government in Miltia space." He gave atom a sheepish grin. "But I'd venture to guess those places don't sound familiar at all to you. So to put it plainly, I come from a space colony allied with a planet in a part of the universe that a lot of people've here never seen or even heard of before."

He shook his head. "No, never heard of it. But, um... why were you so far away from Earth? Did you decide to leave?"

Atom was assuming Jr. was human and from Earth, because... well, because he read as human, and in Atom's world, humans were from Earth.

"What I just said about technologies? It applies to times, too. So compared to uh ... a lot of people, it seems, I come from a time where we've got a load of new technology. So we didn't exactly leave Earth," Jr. didn't add that that they also kind of lost Earth afterward. "But we made it out into space a long time ago."

He smiled. "Does that mean you're from Earth? What's your name?"

"Hmm..." Well, some pretty strange things had been known to happen on Earth. Atom supposed it was possible that some time in the future, people would be born out in space or on other planets. "So that means you're from the future?"

He wondered what robots were like in the future. Were they kind? Cruel? Had they gotten closer and closer to humanity?

"Yeah, that's me," Atom said, smiling a little back. "I'm Atom. Tetsuwan Atom."

"Sort of but not really. This ship doesn't really have a sense of time, so it picks up people from all different places. There might be some people with even more advanced technologies than I've got!" Though more often than not Jr. met people who were surprised and fascinated by the idea of space travel.

"Okay then, Atom. I'm Gaignun Jr. -- where on Earth are you from?"

Well, guess what, Jr., you were from the future compared to Atom. So you are now JR., BOY OF THE FUTURE okay no.

"Tokyo City, in Japan. It's a really nice place. But I don't think anyone I know is here. I mean, not awake, anyway. I haven't seen anyone."

Well, if they were being menaced by giant space bugs, maybe that was for the best.

That would actually be an awesome name.

"Japan, huh?" Jr.'d met a few people from there ... he wondered if Atom would wind up recognizing any of them. "Not everyone comes up here when new people wake up. You might see someone you know, yet."

He nodded. "Yeah, I guess so. But maybe it's best if they stay asleep anyway. I mean, it sounds like it's really dangerous out here. I wouldn't want them to get hurt or anything..."

"Hey, they'd probably think the same thing about you."

Atom gave Jr. a complicated smile. "Yeah, I'm sure you're right. My family worries about me a lot."

"Anyway, what about you?"

"Me? I guess I know what you mean. But all of my friends would probably think the same thing if they were here instead of me, and I know I wouldn't want them to do it all alone. But none of'em are awake here yet, either."

His gaze looked a little distant. "You have some good friends, huh? I hope you get to meet them again someday."

Then he seemed to recover, brightening a little. "So what do you do on the ship? It doesn't look like anyone's fighting right now."

"Hey, same for your family." Jr. was the big kid here - definitely less frightened than kids who actually were the age he looked. It did worry him a little that he just felt this numb feeling in the pit of his stomach every time he thought about it. They could all be dead right now. If he could save them ... on the other hand, if not, the idea of him living while his friends all died. It would be a sick irony repeating itself yet again.

"We're sort of on down time right now," he answered, not skipping a beat and keeping his expression steady. "But here? I'm part of Security. We've kind of got a while structure set up."

~~Yes, Jr., you are the big kid. D'aww.~~

Atom was not a stranger to losing close friends; many of his own had died over the years, but he was still expected to keep going. Even more so now, after the events that had occurred in Thracia's national park...

He gave Jr. a curious look. "Security? What's that?"

~~He prefers the term fun-sized adult. Okay not really.~~

"You know, like security guards! Or cops," he explained, patting one of his holsters that had a gun resting comfortably within it. "We just make sure nothing bad happens between the people on the ship while we're doing this."

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