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Meet-n-Greet
After being released from stasis, having the slime removed from their bodies and clothed in the creepy, pulsing leaf-suit that everyone wore, and being taken to the Weapons & Possessions lockers to collect their belongings, the new arrivals would find themselves standing in the Observation Deck. Round windows lined the fleshy walls, revealing the bright display of lights that was inter-dimensional travel. They would also discover that there were people--members of the command staff and crew that had woken earlier--waiting for them.
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Short Wyn is short."Yeah, don't... don't touch it. The itching's probably just because it's-- hey, how long has this been on, anyway?""No stabbing is good, though. That means it's not got anything to do with your brain, which is definitely a plus. Getting rid of forcibly-inserted neural uplinks is a bitch and a half, not to mention the possible vegetative state of the one with the stabby bit in their spinal cord." Wyn says brightly. Optimism is the key, or at least optimism with a side of mad science is.
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"At least two days, plus however long I was soaking in a pod of snot." And there was really no telling how long that was.
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"So... yeah, that explains the itchiness. You just haven't been able to scratch it for however long you were in a Stacy-induced coma, plus two days."
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"Well, that's one mystery solved." He rolled his eyes a bit. "Now you just need to figure out a way to unlock this thing without setting off every failsafe this thing has. Think you can manage that/i>?"
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"That depends. Think you can manage to not be an absolute arse while I do it?" Wyn snaps, more Irish than usual bleeding into her voice. She's usually hard to anger, but Julian's getting under her skin a little.
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"How soon can you get started on this thing?"
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"Meet me in the Engineering Lab tomorrow. I'll see what I can do with some actual tools." she continues, shrugging. "There's not much I can do right this second."
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Name? What name? You don't get a name, Julian. (Of course, she doesn't know his, either.)