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[Ami] Welcome to the Neighborhood

Jul 11, 2007 18:17

Who: Ami
Where: The Beach
When: Day 36, during/after Volleyball!
Invited: Anyone, especially the new characters
Status: Complete ( Read more... )

john.crichton, lindsey.mcdonald, daisy.adair, molly.green, daniel.jackson, aeryn.sun, susan.ivanova, bill.campbell, day 36, rodney.mckay, peyton.sawyer, marie.brown, george.lass, ami.jackson, stephen.franklin

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[John] magicalelf July 13 2007, 02:55:51 UTC

John watched the proceedings with a small frown. There were really more questions than there were answers, and he didn't like that. Not one bit. Any tension that had been eased with the start of their game was gone. His back and shoulders were tense again and a frown had formed on his sun-burned brow. The dark-haired woman with the Russian sounding name seemed to be wearing some kind of uniform. Or had been before the heat of this place got the better of her. And she seemed to have a rank too, probably even a serial number if he asked her.

"Babe ... I'll be right back," he said quietly to Aeryn. He wanted to have a chat with this woman, see what she knew, if anything. One officer to another, so to speak.

He made his way over to Ivanova. "Hi there," he said with a friendly smile, sticking his hand out, "John Crichton. Commander. Or .. I was anyway ... so, how did you say you got here?"

[Ivanova] lost_mckay July 13 2007, 09:58:38 UTC

Ivanova looked at the approaching man, hand outstretched, and laid her jacket in the sand for a moment. On the banded collar could be seen rank insignia of some sort, stylized patches on the shoulders. It'd seen better days, of course, and in the tropics, it wasn't the smartest thing to wear ( ... )

[Daniel] fikgirl July 13 2007, 16:14:28 UTC

Daniel noticed that the group was breaking into smaller groups, playing "Welcome the Newcomers," and he stood back to watch the disassembly. He was drifting around and near enough to hear the unidentified man tell Rodney to come with him. Fortunately, he also heard the woman who'd identified herself earlier as "Commander Ivanova" explain the man's behavior ( ... )

[Lindsey] born_again_boy July 13 2007, 20:12:33 UTC

Lindsey watched as more of the castaways joined the group, and tried to attach names to faces and commit them to memory. He still thought that tracking down the aforementioned savages was the most logical move for trying to get off the island, but he also knew that doing so on his own, knowing as little as he knew about the place was akin to suicide. And while Lindsey might tend towards confidence bordering on arrogance at times, his penchant for a death wish had somewhat wavered after being shot twice in the chest ( ... )

[George] Why can't I kill him, again? sinanju July 13 2007, 22:38:27 UTC

"Unless you like sleeping out under the stars or someone is willing to share," George said, approaching more of the strangers, "then yeah--you should build a shelter ( ... )

[McKay] lost_mckay July 13 2007, 22:57:25 UTC

Rodney paused and nodded at Daniel's encouragement, mollified, if only for the moment. "Stasis pod." He didn't really care about those- he'd seen them before, but anything to keep his mind the least bit active. Boredom didn't sit with him well. "I'll look at the rock, too, see if it has any qualities that might give us a clue-- and-and-and... yes. I want to talk to him."

A step was taken towards the direction Franklin took, catching the comment regarding George and Chloe, and stared at Sawyer, not quite understanding, or comprehending the intent, until, Captain Jack keeps going back for more-- The scientist looked... pained, and turned his back to make his way once more to follow the newly arrived doctor.

"Radio. Right."

[Peyton] lyingdrksoul July 14 2007, 02:04:29 UTC

When "Sawyer" was told to shut up, Peyton spun around wide-eyed because she hadn't said anything. "Heeh..." She watched the exchange between George and Sawyer briefly before she brought her attention back to Lindsey.

"I'm going to...Go look for stuff to build a shelter with." She motioned off towards the jungle again, and began to move that way. Of course, she had no intention of going far into the jungle at all, not after what they were told and certainly not by herself. Still, she felt the need to tell at least someone where she was going.

[Tara, Mayday] weirdweb July 14 2007, 03:00:21 UTC

((OOC: Marking where River pulls Tara out of the thread for consistency's sake.))

Tara opened her mouth to protest, but then River was there with Molly in tow, her expression determined.

River then moved to take Tara’s hand. “Circle of sisters. You are Reason. Need to deal with jumbled emotions.”"Reason? I -" but Tara didn't really fight as River pulled the two women away from the crowd ( ... )

[Lindsey] born_again_boy July 14 2007, 07:19:14 UTC

Sleeping under the stars didn't sound all that bad to Lindsey, but judging by the greenness of the jungle he didn't think that this island went too long without a good downpour. He watched the exchange between George and Sawyer and found that despite himself he was amused. He even smiled slightly at George's parting statement.

He turned to look at Ivanova. "Nope. Never was a boyscout. Guess we're all going to be learning today," he said in response to her question. The fact was that Lindsey had never so much as pitched a tent. When he was a kid there was never time or money for camping trips, and it just never ranked very high on his list of things to learn afterward.

"I guess we have to go find materials to build with," he added, turning to follow Peyton towards the jungle, just as yet another girl joined their group, this one nearly walking right into Peyton.

"Er, nine, I think?" he told her.

[Isabel] nohatmatt July 14 2007, 07:59:22 UTC

The game clearly abandoned for the time being, Isabel wandered over to the new arrivals, studying them carefully as she approached, the ball balanced on the tip of a finger. She stopped next to George, wondering whether to chuck the ball at Sawyer's head. Poking him with driftwood didn't seem to be making an impression, and she was pretty sure whacking him around the skull with it wouldn't go down well with Daniel.

It was a very tempting thought though.

"I see Sawyer's no less of an asshole than usual," she said by way of greeting. "Hi," she added for the benefit of the new people. "Isabel Evans. I was in a storm on a ship, got washed up on the beach." Distantly she felt the pain of remembering that she still didn't know if Jesse or the others had survived that. The impact had faded a bit, and she pushed it aside some more. There was no point dwelling on what she couldn't know. They had fixed the hull before she passed out, so there was a good chance the others had managed to stay on board and had, therefore, survived.

You're ( ... )

[Ivanova] Telepathy abounds! lost_mckay July 14 2007, 14:04:36 UTC

Ivanova looked to Lindsay at his response, or rather, his 'confession' at never being a boy scout, and pressed her lips together. This was going to be a little harder---

There was a definite telepathic murmuring going on which was quite usefully distracting...

The Commander stiffened, the easy smile melting off her face to be replaced with a cold, hard glare, blue eyes steeling. Turning towards the 'group' in general, her gaze flickering over some that she could identify before she paused at Ami. There was nothing to show that they were teeps... no gloves, no pin. Rogues, undoubtedly, or perhaps from their times, it was more accepted?

"Don't scan me."

The three words were soft, bearing no little anger, or rather warning, beneath them. "I don't care what you do.. but do not scan me, do not try to get into my head." She'd know.

She turned her back, deliberately, and looked to Peyton, Lindsey, and Isabel, all humour drained from her manner and mien. "I'll join you."

[Scott] Telepathy abounds! starborn_scribe July 14 2007, 14:29:03 UTC

"Don't scan me."

Although the woman's words were quiet, they cut through the conversation. Ami and Scott tensed as they faced the soldier. On instinct Scott had strengthened his mental shields, so all he felt was Ami's familiar presence in the back of his mind.

Without another word the woman walked off with Lindsey, Isabel, and Peyton. "What was that about?" Scott wondered aloud. Ami hadn't scanned anyone. She didn't violate people's minds like that.

[Ami] Let's Just Clear the Air, Shall We? fikgirl July 14 2007, 17:51:45 UTC

"That's … wow," Ami breathed. Of course portals to Wal-Mart weren't really so odd considering that portals to other worlds clearly opened up and regularly deposited people here. Still stuck on the idea of an alternate her, Ami continued, "Just so you're forewarned, things are apt to be a bit stranger around here. No portals to Wal-Mart, but what we do have ( ... )

[Ivanova] Definitions, please lost_mckay July 14 2007, 19:11:19 UTC

"Did I say you did? Believe me... if I thought that you had, it would have been a worse reaction. And if you thought that was a threat..." Ivanova held her ground, her shoulders stiff as she remained in place, though she shrugged tightly. "Now that you know that I don't want to be read, scanned passively or actively, we have an understanding."

She stared at Ami, her tones soft. "But, you tell me that you haven't looked at all of us... every single one of us in a little threat assessment. How else would you know that I'm blocking if you don't have your little passive feelers out?" Her brows rise in askance. "I know about that little technique.. listening in on surface thoughts. That's not scanning, is it?"

"Where I come from, telepaths consider themselves to be the homo superior, bloodlines bred oh-so-carefully to make the perfect human. We created the PsiCorps to protect ourselves from invasion of privacy; laws that govern every aspect of the relationship between mundane and telepath... and still, if there was a way for them to ( ... )

[Daniel] Ladies, please fikgirl July 14 2007, 21:17:47 UTC

"And where I come from, telepaths or anyone with the slightest bit of unusual ability or psychic talent hides in the shadows and pretends to be normal because the mundanes would lock us away in little laboratories. They would turn us into lab rats, or use us for their own purposes, or just have an old fashioned witch burning ( ... )

[NPC Jon Murphy] As Much As I'd Like a Good Catfight . . . fikgirl July 14 2007, 21:18:39 UTC

Things were getting out of hand, and the new group had been in the camp less than a half an hour. (Why am I not surprised?) As much as Jon wanted to stay out of it and on the sidelines - he very adamantly didn't advertise his telepathic abilities - this had to be stopped right now. He knew that more than a few of his fellow castaways put two and two together - he could teleport, he was telekinetic and so could Ami and Damon - he still liked the illusion of denial ( ... )

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