There was a newcomer on board the meatship. She'd been grabbed by GLaDOS right after she'd popped out of a pod, gotten dressed, and grabbed her belongings. Now that she'd been spat out, she was pissed off. Well, more pissed off than usual.
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Cut for bad language and behavior, warning her userinfo and in the OOC comm and oh guys I am so sorry for this. )
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Oh yeah, and he wasn't that bad looking. He didn't seem to be pure bred but, well, if he was carrying around stuff like that he was close enough. For now.
"I woke up covered in slime and had the ship talk to me, then I got grabbed by GLaDOS. I've no fucking idea what's going on, so yeah. I'm new. What the hell's going on?" She wasn't being combative directly at Nate, more toward the unknown forces playing whack-a-mole with her life.
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"You got grabbed straight after podpop?" Damn, that had to suck. Seriously. "You want the long version or the short version? You probably won't like it either way, but yeah there's that. Welcome to the Transmigration 9. Or Stacy as we call her. The food sucks. The showers suck. And if you aren't getting killed by aliens you're getting killed by your own crew members. I'm Nate." Yeah, can you tell the boy is slightly bitter about being on this ship, Zero?
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Instead of her pack's Alpha, though, she found an angry stranger.
"Who are you?" she asked, tilting her head a little in curiosity while her twitching nose confirmed that the scent was totally unfamiliar.
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"What the fuck are you? A mutie or just some other type of freak?"
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"I am Garou. Answer my question."
Bella had never liked strangers, and this one had not been present at the pod release. That meant she might be a threat.
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Seviilia had made a habit of hovering in corners of the hallways, watching others pass by her but, rather than wait for this woman to find her, she would step into the open to see what the commotion was.
She was in full dreadplate this time, having abandoned her more casual robes when Cowabunga had returned injured from disarming bombs. The undead elf was not about to take any chances.
"I rather doubt cake would have done anything to ease you."
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"Oh look, another freakazoid."
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He was doing so as a cat at the moment padding through the halls, proud and confident as any cat would be.
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Eyes went wide as he settled his gaze on the girl and began to back away slowly thinking to himself.
Err...that's OK Lady I think I'll pass...
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"Um, are you all right? You sound like you just met up with GLADOS, I heard the mention of 'cake.' I'm told she never gives it to anyone, but I've been lucky not to have to find out.
"I'm Katara, of the Southern Water Tribe. Who might you be?"
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It was a weakness.
"You know, I was just trying to help," Katara said. "If you have to be rude for no reason, then fine. I don't need to be sworn at."
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