Meet-n-Greet

[cityship]

The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers. After the revelation that their worlds are gone, many of them are even more eager to see people they knew from home

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[nightbeatcop]

Damn, it had been nice to see her jacket- that old thing had been through Hell, but somehow it had always come out the other end, just like...

Nevermind. Goliath would be fine- he'd survived centuries without her. The clan would be fine. Elisa stepped out into the obs deck with a will, frowning and tugging at her collar as if against a stiff New York winter.

She sure was living in interesting times.

[nightbeatcop]

Elisa's well used to strange creatures coming right up into her personal space. She draws back from Renne just enough to prove her desire for room, but doesn't flinch, allowing him his little...sniff-time.

"Uh...hello," she tries for friendly, just this side of easygoing. There's a trick to this, and Elisa's an old hat, "I'm Elisa, what's your name?"

[nightbeatcop]

"Oh...kay," She takes a carefuly, deliberately non-threatening step back. Easy does it, Maza, "That's very nice."

[nightbeatcop]

Guy-iff?

..liath?

Goliath!

"Goliath," she repeats carefully, "Did you just say 'Goliath'?"

[nightbeatcop]

"Goliath is here?!" Now you have her attention, Renne, "Where? Do you know where he is?"

[morphitudinous]

This woman looked like some information would settle her somewhat. It was hard news, yes, but knowing their true situation can help. Waking up like they did, it was easy to assume so much worse.

"Excuse me? Has anyone given you the information about our situation yet?"

[nightbeatcop]

"Actually, no," Elisa was a little grim, but seeing a proper human face in proper casual clothing, like a normal person, a civilian, put her a bit at ease. In her experience, the bad guys were universally fashion conscious and never failed to wear armor or exosuits or at least some kind of uniform.

Most of the time, anyways.

"Detective Elisa Maza," she stuck out her hand, "I'd really appreciate it if you could fill me in."

[morphitudinous]

"Definitely---wait, you're Detective Maza?"

His eyes light up, as if he's finally found something important. "I promised Goliath that I would look out for you. He should be here soon, but in the meantime I can fill you in---unless you'd rather hear it all from him?"

[nightbeatcop]

"Wait, you know Goliath?" Elisa grinned, hands instantly abandoned her pockets for a wordless, open-handed gesture of excitement, "That's great! Take me to him, you can fill me in on the way."

[morphitudinous]

"I do. He's explained his affection for you---not quite at length, but anyone can see that he really misses you."

That's the good news. The bad news?

"There's a virus circulating in our City on the fourth level, and it was quarantined off while Goliath still lived down there. He lives atop Castle Wyvern, and I drove your car to its courtyard a while ago. According to the Captain's note we're evacuating people from the City now, so he should be up here soon. But no one else is allowed down there in the meantime."

[nightbeatcop]

"I- wait, what?!"

His affection... and what had he been telling people?! And why was it any of their business in the first place? And why- no. No-no-no-no.

Priorities, Maza, keep it straight.

"No, wait. First thing's first, what virus?"

[morphitudinous]

Oh, he hadn't said all that much. Billy just knew Goliath was quiet, and when he did speak of Elisa, which was rarely, it was clear that there was something there. He'd read between the lines a little. Which he'd explain if he hadn't accidentally started a fight between them.

"Information about it is heavily restricted to Command and the people trying to cure it, but from what I've seen it makes people agitated, more aggressive. Goliath's messages said that he doesn't think the virus will reach that stage with him."

He taps his omnicom. "We send messages to each other through these. You can receive more updates through them and go over the archives."