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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[eld-vrangr.livejournal.com]

"Haven? I suppose. It was rather nice, though, when they still involved themselves with us common folk..." she mused dryly. Elves were fair judges, skilled fighters, and good with whatever trade they picked up. Craft - weapons especially - had degenerated since they retreated into Du Weldenvarden.

Spandex? Code names? Masterminds, oh my. "I...think I'll ask for more on that later." She was a bit dazed with such a different...everything. "Are they from your world, then?"

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"... maybe your elves, then. The ones from my world are, um... it's better for everyone if they stay out of our world and we out of theirs." The Sidhe are very powerful and very much inhuman.

"Um, if I'm going too fast or getting into something without enough explanation or whatever, just tell me, please? This is kind of a lot to absorb at once." Wyn says anxiously. She does want to help, she just might talk too much for any of what she says to be entirely useful.

"Not really, but I know a little about them. I always thought they were fictional, but somewhere out there in the multiverse superheroes are real, so here they are. Transuniversal spaceship, after all."

[eld-vrangr.livejournal.com]

She brushed her hair out of her face impatiently - slime and humidity had left it a frizzled mess. "Oh, it's a bit much. But what can you do? I'm sure everyone goes through this." Angela's usual face reappeared, looking content and a bit bemused. "I'm sure things will sort themselves out soon. You can only hold so many people in one place against their own will before trouble starts." Her eyes flicked towards the whispers about a resistance force for a second.

"Oh - transuniversal? That seems like a good one to know." Seems easier to explain than space, maybe.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Short, straight hair is a godsend, in Wyn's opinion.

Wyn shrugs, possibly a little too casually. "Trouble's already started, if you believe some people. Walls have ears, though, so be careful what you mention." The downsides of being in a living, sentient spaceship? There are literal ears on the walls, and there's no way to prove Stacy isn't listening to everything everyone says.

"Transuniversal..." Wyn sighs, trying to marshal her thoughts into something comprehensible. "We're getting to the part of the show where I don't entirely understand the concept, just because I'm not an astrophysicist or a sorceror who specializes in this sort of thing, but here's what I know about our friend Stacy. We're in a place between universes, if that makes sense, where all of the possible parallel universes meet in one location. That's what we're travelling through right now, and that's what's letting all these people that I thought were fictional be here with me and all these other people from different universes besides mine and the superhero ones." ... did that help? Maybe space would have been easier to explain after all.

[eld-vrangr.livejournal.com]

"Yes, of course." Angela nodded slightly, choosing not to go into more depth about the walls or resistance group.

"Dimensions, really. Overlapping lands. I knew someone that had a fascination with those sorts of things." She said happily. Not too bad at all. Sort of. Except for Stacy herself. That's a lot of universes.