January 5th 2973 Earth Calendar -Commercial Stellar Orbit, Alpha Centauri

[jla_legion2]

"...Attention valued passengers. We have completed transition into Realspace and are now awaiting our gate window in the Alpha Centauri system. First and second class passengers may wish to gather in the observation deck for refreshments and a view of the stellar tide. Fourth class passengers must now return to their sleep closets.

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[jla_legion2]

A young woman with blonde hair makes her way along the edge of the crowd. She had intended to stay in her cabin, despite her second class passenger status, but then she had never seen a Stargate cycle up before and the Alpha Centauri one was supposed to be pretty spectacular.

Taking a breath, Imra conjures an image of crystal towers in her mind. The towers grow and heighten all around her, until she is secure in the crystalline canopy. The myriad voices of the minds around her die down to errant whispers at the edges of her consciousness.

Fortified against the 'noise' the young girl from Titan makes her way toward the large view ports, hoping to find an open place to watch the show from.

[jla_legion]

Incapable of NOT noticing the beautiful blonde, Rokk decides now is the time to mingle. He makes his way through the crowd, shaking hands and smiling politely, until he comes to the striking young woman, "Hey, there. Name's Rokk. What's yours?"

His smile is charming and his cool confidence is disarming.

[jla_legion2]

She smiles.
"Hi I'm Imra."

There is a slight blush. "Thank you." she replies, her hand touching her hair.
"I get it from my moth..." and then she freezes, her flattered blush changing to one of mortification.

"Oh. Oh I'm sorry. That was rude. You're mental foundation is just really strong. I uh.." she blushes more.

"Um...Imra. My name us Imra..... Please to meet you?"

[jla_legion]

Rokk looks at her with a charmingly inquisitive expression on his face, Did you just read my mind?

Then aloud, "It's a pleasure to meet you as well. What brings you to Alpha Centauri?"

[jla_legion2]

Pink touches her cheeks as she catches the thought. She blushes again as she nods.

"Sorry. It's a little tough to filter communication sometimes."

A waiter passing by offers a platter of fizzing fruit drinks. Imra takes up a cherry colored one that's practically bubbling over. It tickles her nose as she sips.

"I'm..." she pauses.
"I'm going home. To Titan."

The idea doesn't seem to sit well with her.

[jla_legion]

"You seem less than completely excited about that...it's been a really long time since I've been home. I sorta miss it but it's nothing great," She can sense all kinds of confusing emotions about that...longing...love...pride. His demeanor shows none of it.

He turns and taps the gentleman with drinks on the sleeve, "Sparkling water with a twist of lime, please."

Then quickly back to the young woman who's captured his attention, "Most of this stuff is gross." He chuckles, "I once almost drank a glass of flouric acid. No joke. who knew something so toxic could look so good? Since then I like to stick with the safe stuff," He smirks.

This is great...I don't think this girl has any idea who I am...crud...you just heard that didn't you? He doesn't blush...but Imra can guess it's probably about as close as he gets.

[jla_legion2]

Imra openly smiles.

Don't worry, I can feel your uncertaintly. It's common with mutes..oh gosh that's RUDE..I mean 'non-telepaths', when they're around us. I promise I'm not listening in though, whatever it was you're worried about me hearing.A little frown mars her otherwise sunny expression

[jla_legion]

Rokk's not sure what to say...suddenly his little problems seem like small-time by comparison, "I'm very lucky that the people of my homeworld aren't as insular and generally are pretty accepting...as much as any planet I suppose. That sounds really rough."

[clear_thinker]

Their conversation has attracted another listener - this one observing unobtrusively. Even without his power active, he has a talent for blending in.

Lyle's got a hunch from observing this pair, and he puts it to the test with a directed 'loud' thought at the blonde.

Excuse me, miss.

[jla_legion]

Rokks years as champion of magnoball have honed his ability to notice and react to the most subtle changes in the demeanor of others, so he cannot help but notice the momentary expression of distraction on the face of his newfound friend, "Is everything ok?"

[jla_legion2]

The thought hit Imra's awareness like a clear bell amid the dull thrum of the psychic background. It wasn't a telepath she was 'hearing' but the focus was sharp and well controlled.

Hello?. Her reply is accompanied by her gaze as it settles on Lyle from across the room.

To Rokk. "Sorry, someone just tried to get my attention..and they did it really well."

[jla_legion]

It's right then when a flame haired young man walks up. His body language speaks of brash confidence...even if the astute can see the nervousness in his eyes.
"Hi there..."
Garth freezes, realizing he hadn't come up with more than 'hi there' to break the ice.

Looking from Rokk to Imra.
"Ummm..."

[clear_thinker]

Sorry for the 'shout', miss. I guessed that you were Titanian, and wanted to test my theory. We may have a problem that requires your talents.

Lyle, too, moves to join the growing knot of young people.

[macchio_man]

Val approaches alongside Garth, extending a hand to Rokk.

"I'm Val, and this is Garth. When Garth spotted you, I knew we had to come and introduce ourselves. I've seen a lot of your games."

[jla_legion2]

Imra nods slightly, sensing the undercurrent of serious sincerity in Lyle's thoughts as he approaches. She splits her attention between him and the others around her as she maintains a casual manner about her.

So of course the sudden interruption by the redhead blindsides her...

[jla_legion]

"Ahh.. no disrespect or nothin, but.."

He steps up to the blonde and sticks out his hand.

"You're actually the one I wanted to meet.

Hi. I'm Garth."