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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[igotjetdog]

After being molested by tentacles and handed a plantsuit and a soccer ball, Rock is still bewildered. The crowds of people don't really make him think Wily, he wasn't too big into mass kidnapping. Massive destruction was more along his lines.

He turns around and around, looking a little lost. "Why so many people?" Don't tell him that he was supposed to watch out for every one of them. Rock runs a hand through his hair and considers switching over to his Megaman armor, just for a moment. At least then he'd be able to handle any sudden threats.

But maybe it was best to play along for now?

[dis_courageous]

"Because we're fighting in a war!"

Komali's leg might be broken, but he can still get around well enough with the aid of a crutch. He's still working on those stealth-greetings though- hobbling isn't anything like so quiet as he usually is.

"Hello," He greets, without offering a handshake, "My name's Komali, what's yours?"

[igotjetdog]

"Another war?" There's a brief flicker of something like a depressed expression across Rock's face, but he shakes it aside, examining the bird-guy-thing in front of him.

So little! If he were human, he might be about the age Rock was supposed to be. But so weird! A bird-person! Who doesn't register as a robot with Rock's sensors.

He jerks a thumb to his chest and grins. "I'm Rock. Pleased to meet you, Komali." He waits a bit. "Will your leg be okay?"

[dis_courageous]

"Yeah it's okay," Komali assured him. Compound fracture? No big deal! It was only a little bone poking through the skin, right?

Komali hesitated, then confided his one and only bit of gossip in Rock, "Sherry pushed me off a building!"

[seraphicthunder]

Reimi was glad she found her standard issue SRF armor in there. It made her feel a little less nervous once she had been cleaned up by tentacles of all things. She had to clamp down on her usual "run and scream" reflex when it came to those. Outdated media or not, she disliked them a whole lot.

Moving through the crowd, she peeked over heads that were shorter than herself, searching for a familiar face but finding no one. There were a lot of interesting looking people though and of all ages. And hopefully someone would be there to explain what was going on.

She didn't survive this long in space to get captured and imprisoned in alien snot.

"Anyone got an idea of what's going on? Besides the obvious?"

[indigoblueberry]

Her question comes from a short, blue android. Who doesn't even bother to look irritated at her. "You have been kidnapped by a living ship in order to fight omnicidal alien insects that have been destroying universes." She cocks an eyebrow. "Do you have any more questions?"

Indigo is such a charmer.

[seraphicthunder]

"I get THAT," replied Reimi with a sigh. "But I'd like a little more information than that. Kidnapping is a big no in the SRF charter at least."

She was blue. Reimi had seen weirder.

"Any footage of the alien insects?" inquired Reimi, reminded of the giant bugs of the first world they visited.

[indigoblueberry]

Indigo blinks, then spreads her hands. A pink flicker appears above it, and then Indigo generates a life-sized, but vividly pink, picture of an Ohm grunt. Then a Grenadier. Then she switches to footage from Zokez II, and the combat between several members of the crew and the insects.

Closing her hands, the holograms stay, projected by beams of light from her eyes. She has hours of footage. "You do not have a choice in the kidnapping, unfortunately. Nor can you go home. Your universe, save for a small number of the population, has been destroyed." She is so tactful. Indigo should win awards for it.

[doc_venkman]

Peter was NOT having a good day. Wakes up naked which ok, happened on occasion. Usually there's a lovely lady in bed next to him though. No, naked and slimed. AGAIN. Then somebody who's been watching way too much Japanese porn was getting awfully friendly with the tentacles. This suit pulsing is freaking him out a little, especially since it's right up against little Pete, and old Venkman's not too sure about weird plant things getting too close to it. What if it chafes

[jedimacguyver]

Ah, now here was an emergency that Obi-Wan was adequately equipped to handle. He'd managed to pocket a little instant Jav off the planet, intending to save it for a rainy day...

...but he was weak, and so the pod-pop call caught him midway through a rather large mug of the stuff.

Quietly, he tapped Venkman's shoulder and offered him the all but untouched mug of Old Republic-style coffee, "You look like you need this, more than I."

[doc_venkman]

.......Something kind of familiar about the bearded guy. Huh.

But still coffee, bitter dark, wonderful COFFEE.

"Absolutely, thanks," he remarked, and accepted the gift of blessed caffiene. He drank about a third of it in one gulp. Hey, pretty good stuff too.

[jedimacguyver]

Master Kenobi had to raise an eyebrow at that, but the desperation got little more than a mild, "Quite," as he waited for Peter to finish his morning ablutions and make ready for more civilized conversation.

[joyous_justice]

Starfire accepted her strange new devices with far less enthusiasm than she would have on Earth. Her Earth, her adopted home, the place she loved more than any other...no longer existed. And the friends that had made her feel at home were not in sight.

For quite a few moments, she stood on the outskirts of the deck on the brink of tears. What vile, miserable, loathsome creatures could do such a thing to everyone?

She collected herself quietly, slowly converting that grief into fury. It would be best to find answers, and then, X'hal willing, she would act.

"Excuse me," she called to anyone who would listen. "I wish to be briefed on the nature of this threat and what I must do to stop it."

[joyous_justice]

"Yes?"

She turned automatically upon hearing the familiar nickname. The person in front of her was most certainly not Robin, Cyborg, or Beast Boy, but there was an odd familiarity to his facial features.

"That is the truncated version of my name, but I am afraid that I do not know yours."

She may not know him, but she senses that she has nothing to fear from him. Her face bears the best approximation of a friendly expression she can summon right now.

[forthewyn]

She doesn't look like much of an authority figure, but there's a white-blonde young woman standing near the door of the Obs Deck with a sign that says "I ANSWER QUESTIONS" in neat capital letters. Unlike the recent arrivals, she's wearing normal clothes (blue jeans and a black-and-white striped t-shirt) and looking decidedly not-confused about where she is and what's going on.

Go ahead, ask her a question.

[igotjetdog]

Wyn. Wyyyyyyn. Rock is tugging on your shirt, Wyn. "Excuse me." He looks up at her, all blue eyes and hopefuly looks. "Is Dr. Light around here?"

[forthewyn]

"I'm sorry, but I don't think there's anyone named Dr. Light on this ship." Wyn says, turning to face the kid tugging on her shirt. "He might have just podpopped, though, so I can't say for certain."

For what it's worth, she does actually sound sorry about her answer.

[igotjetdog]

"Oh." His face drops a little, but he shrugs and looks away before looking back. "Well. He's big." He mimes a bit of a gut, and holds a hand over his head. "And looks a bit like Santa Claus. If you see him, can you tell him I'm trying to find him?"

After all, Dr. Light has to be around here somewhere.