[Open] Touring the ship on her own, waiting for the call to arms

[legallygreen]

Characters:  Jennifer Walters, and Open
Content:  Jennifer is slowly touring the ship, her nose in a book.  Who she happens to run into, literally, is only one more friend to be made or enemy to be wary of, perhaps.
Setting: The Serenity
Time:   The same day as the delivery.  While shit is hitting the fan, she is enjoying poetry.  
Warnings:  None, as

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[anthypants]

"I'm sorry, I should have been more careful," Anthy replied automatically, bending to pick up the woman's book and hand it to her.

She was nervous, she always was around new people, but at least the woman didn't seem hostile. She had moved in high society enough to notice what the woman's clothes indicated, and that made her even more wary. Many of the girls at her exclusive school hadn't been nice. Sharp, spoiled and entitled, to say they hadn't gotten along would be an understatement. Still, this woman seemed far more polite. Perhaps in her simple cook's clothing Anthy would be non-threatening and beneath her notice.

[legallygreen]

"My fault entirely."

Jennifer's polite face warmed into a geniuine smile as she laid eyes on the young woman that she had bumped into. Taking her book back with a politely muttered 'thank you', she held out a delicate, petite hand with an expression of near delight at meeting someone new on the ship.

"How do you do? I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting. I'm Ambassador Jennifer Walters, lately a passenger here on the Serenity."

[anthypants]

Anthy met Jennifer's hand with her own. Although she was shorter than the Ambassador, her hand was slightly larger, long fingers brown and slightly stronger looking than the ideal of a refined beauty. Yet Anthy moved her wiry frame so delicately and femininely one might not notice.

"How nice to meet you," Anthy responded in the same polite and well-breed tone. "My name is Anthy. I'm one of the cooks."

Her smile was as calm and passive as ever, but secretly, in the corner of her mind which dealt with such things, the word 'ambassador' was alarming. She tried to put it out of her thoughts. This Jennifer person was still unlikely to have known her brother, and she seemed safer and nicer than some of the other crew aboard Serenity.

[legallygreen]

Her smile remained bright and genuine, shaking the woman's hand firmly but gently before reclaiming it and holding her book with both hands. "I must offer an apology one more time, it truly was clumsey of me to just go bumping into someone. But perhaps serendipitous. Else I would not have gotten to meet you."

Jennifer reached up and pushed a strand of auburn hair back behind her ear with a graceful gesture. "A cook? What a wonderful skill. I will admit to being envious right now. I have absolutely no idea how to make anything but toast."

T-too late to join in? =3;;;

[birdsundveasels]

Oggie grumbled about being left behind while his brother and sister got to go on the delivery run. They'd probably see some fun while he was stuck on the ship for guard duty and back up. If they had people like Dimo and Jenka - and that Ichigo kid, not to mention a few others - they'd not need back up even if they did run into trouble.

And speaking of running into...

The Jaeger staggered only a half-step, more just startled than actually off-balance at all. On reflex, he caught her by an upper arm to help steady her just in case. "Oy! Hyu hokay, miss?" Letting her go, he gave her a bit, friendly-but-alarmingly-toothy grin and a dismissive wave. "Oh, no, eet'z hokay. Hy'z clumsy too. Hy'z Oggie," he added when he realized he didn't recognize the young woman, and he stuck out a claw-tipped hand.

Not at all, the more the merrier

[legallygreen]

Jenn stopped as someone caught her arm and she looked up into the face of another Jager on board. Dimo had said there were others like him, and it would only be a matter of time before she met the rest of them. As he grinned at her, she smiled back kindly.

"Nice to meet you Oggie." She replied, taking his claw tipped hand with her own slender hand, soft and delicate as it was. "I'm Ambassador Jennifer Walters, please call me Jennifer though."

She straightened her sleeve gently, and smiled at him again. "Thank you for the steadying hand. I'm afraid I was so engrossed in my book that I was not watching where I was walking. Dimo mentioned there were other Jagers aboard, I'm very pleased to meet you, Oggie."

\o/

[birdsundveasels]

Some might call even this goofy Jaeger's grin alarming, but it really was filled with sincere, almost innocent happiness. "Oh! Dimo'z my packmate und brudder! Und dere's also our seester, Jenka. Pleased to meet hyu too, Meez Jennifer!" He was careful not to hurt her as he gently closed his hand around hers and pumped it, keeping the motion to a small arc - which was a good thing, as he could have dislocated her shoulder without meaning to.

He stooped and snatched up her book, only putting small poked holes in a few pages from his claws as he handed it back to her. "Vhat hyu reading?"

[legallygreen]

For Oggie, it seemed that being careful was still a boisterous shake that rattled her form a bit. But Jenn just smiled and returned his shake firmly, though with far less strength. When he picked up her book and handed it back to her, she glanced at the small holes and smiled a bit, taking it with grace.

"Thank you. It's poetry. About a woman in a fantasy land who was cursed to never look at the world or she would die. She decides it is more important to know what is out there than to live a sheltered life, and turns away from her secluded tower, only to fall in love with a man she cannot have and die. It's very lovely, if not a little tragic and sentimental." Jennifer explained, marking her place in the book with a purple ribbon, holding it against her stomach with both hands.