Meet-n-Greet

[cityship]

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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[madebymagic.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it's not something most people even pay attention too. So don't worry about it." He gave her a bright cheery smile. At least she didn't look at him like he was a complete dork or something.

[isee-snorkacks.livejournal.com]

"I see," she murmurs. "Well, in any case, it sounds interesting. You don't have any books on it with you, do you?" Ah, a true-born Ravenclaw; always with the books.

[madebymagic.livejournal.com]

"Not on me no. But I'm sure I can whip some up for you at some point."

[isee-snorkacks.livejournal.com]

"Ah, well, that's alright." She blinks at him. "Do you think there's a library here? That would be wonderful..."

[madebymagic.livejournal.com]

"I library here would probably be huge. We'll probably have to search for one."

[isee-snorkacks.livejournal.com]

"Hmm..." She falls silent, eyes fixed on the wall. When she looks back at him, she looks almost... sleepy, which could either be an abrupt decision to be bored until she finds a book or the fact that the situation was a bit more stressful than she was letting on. "Maybe I'll go look for one. A library would be very nice," she murmurs, turning her head the other way, eyes searching the various exits for a most probable direction to follow.

[madebymagic.livejournal.com]

"Well you could always ask one of the command staff if they know where the library is."

[isee-snorkacks.livejournal.com]

Luna looks around contemplatively, her eyes landing on someone who looks to know what they're doing. "I think I'll do that," she murmurs, staring at them for a long moment before smiling at Billy. "I think I'll do that," she repeats. "It was nice talking to you, Billy. I suppose I'll be seeing you." And, with nothing more for a farewell, she drifts off just as dreamily as she drifted in.