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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[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

"I'd rather have the fightin' than the paperwork anyday," said Allenby, making a brief face at the idea of forms and phone calls. She had a hard time imagining the pilot of that Gurren-Lagann being good with it, either.

"Oh hey! I never said my name! I'm Allenby." She grinned. "What's yours?"

[punchedoutdestiny]

"Yeah, me too. And trying to "maintain the image of a good Supreme Commander" is even worse when I got someone breathin' down my neck about me bailing to go do what needed to be done..."

Granted...he understood Rossiu's reasoning behind it somewhat. He still didn't agree with it or like it, though.