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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[anoldtrickster.livejournal.com]

"Mr. Wednesday," the old man says pleasantly, offering Gauron a broad, firm, callused hand. "It's a day that's always been kind to me."

[venominsilicon.livejournal.com]

He's not going to ask about the handle - after all, Wednesday was polite enough not to ask about his. "Nice to meet you, then, Mr. Wednesday." He takes the old man's hand, clasping it firmly. "Mind if I ask how long you've been here?"

[anoldtrickster.livejournal.com]

"Oh, a good few months, at least." Wednesday gestures loosely. "Things are a little strange here. Time doesn't really like to keep to smooth perceptions."