Meat 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.

Several people are set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings. New crew-mates might see a

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[kaya_waterwave]

That was putting it mildly

[changelingdude]

Speaking of friends...

Beastboy was making the rounds trying to be Mr. Social, meeting and greeting, seeking out young heroes who might like the Outsiders. He hadn't spotted her yet but he was drawing close. Time to get your story straight Kaya

[kaya_waterwave]

Story straight? That could wait. Without wasting a moment she makes a beeline for Beastboy and hugged him tightly.

"You're here, you're still here!" She exclaimed. "How long has it been?"

[changelingdude]

Beastboy yelped and his face went red, startled by he sudden embrace from the girl he didn't...

...but wait. There was...

He sniffed once, twice. Underneath the smell of goop and a fresh plant suit there were familiar scents.

"Katara?" He turned to face her eyes lighting up. "YOUR BACK!!!" He hugged her back just as tightly. "Dude! It's only been like...two weeks!!!"

[seasindorei]

Well. This was certainly a slightly revolting development. True, he was clean, had his weapons (and oh, there were a lot of weapons), and clothing of a sort, but now he was hanging about this strange 'ship' as it were, surrounded by all sorts. And that voice in his head had been blabbing about a 'purpose' of some sort, refused to answer any questions. Maybe someone here was in charge.

Worst of all he thought the walls might be breathing. He drifted through the crowd, keeping an eye out for even a vaguely familiar face.

[teethofneedles]

Ter'thelas found himself under a vicious, unexpected attack. He might have even heard the slight clank and clatter of armor and weapons before two plate-clad, decomposing arms wrapped around him in what could best be described as a bear-hug.

Karis hadn't been able to believe her eyes - of all the elves in all the world, Ter had shown up. Today was a good day.

"Ter! Shadow, is it good to see you!"

Ter now had a grinning zombie hanging off of him.

[seasindorei]

Oh God, it's the Scou--Oh no, it's just Karis. Ter'thelas laughed and did his best to return the embrace. He'd gotten used to zombies and such, but Karis hugging him was a bit new.

"Karis! What the hell are you doing here? And what the hell is this place, anyway?" He pulled back, clapping his friend on the shoulder.

"Apparently we've been chosen for a great purpose?"

[teethofneedles]

"That? Is one Hell of a story, Ter," She stepped back, still grinning widely. Ter was here. She ran a bony hand through the remains of her hair.

"...Azeroth is gone. Let's get that out of the way. Whole world - poof, atoms, space dust, mixing into the Twisting Nether. Dead."

[seesbosscrotch]

"I've seen bigger crowds at the Orgrimmar Auction House," Maridian said, surveying the gathering masses with a frown. Clearly there were other people from Azeroth here, though... and if all his time in Org, Dal, and Shat had taught him anything, it was that if you wanted to make yourself known... you /yelled.

So the paladin drew Quel'delar #37, held the (supposedly legendary but nevertheless carried by everyone and his brother) blade high, and inhaled.

"FOR QUEL'THALAS, AZEROTH, AND THE HORDE!"

[alastirra]

"You know, there are more of us here than just the Horde," a voice from behind said, dry in its accented tone.

For all of that, the Draenei didn't seem to be making any more threatening moves, but...

"We also consider Stacy a sanctuary, just so you know." That probably explained why she wasn't trying to mace him in the face. "I am Farseer Alastirra of Telaar. And you are?"

[seesbosscrotch]

"I'd wondered, but yelling 'for the Alliance' just goes against my principles," Mar said as he turned with a smile. "Maridian, Blood Knight. Well, at least a place with draenei girls on it can't be all bad!"

[alastirra]

She quirked a brow. "You are a strange little man, aren't you? So...do you have any questions? I suppose I can answer them for you."

Well, at least Alastirra wasn't outright hostile...

[eye_of_blundera]

Lion-O was getting used to his new plantsuit. it took a while to get comfortable with the way it felt against his fur, but otherwise it was a good fit.

"In all my adventures on Third Earth and New Thundera, I've never seen a place as odd as this. This whole place is alive. I'd say it was like a beehive, but it's ever stranger than that."

It was about now that Lion-O began to worry about where his Sword of Omens was. He hoped that it hadn't been stolen by some evil force.

[dhianeila]

"It takes a bit of practice to get used to," came a voice from nearby. In the crowd, moving about between the others was a blonde woman. Unlike the others, however, she didn't seem to be a solid entity.

"Hello," Dhianeila greeted with a bow of her head. "I'm sure you have many questions. Please allow me to offer any help that I can."

[eye_of_blundera]

"Oh, hello," Lion-O bows back and gives her a heart smile. "I'm Lion-O, Lord and leader of the ThunderCats. Are you a spirit, by chance?"

[dhianeila]

"A spirit? Oh, no. This is simply how I get around when I'm to be surrounded by others. It is a pleasure to meet you, Lion-O. I am Dhianeila Y Leisha Altoria Ol Yunos. I'm a member of this ship's council."

[goodenuff2kill]

Ok, Hilde was dressed and now she was on the hunt for one specific person. She frowned a bit as she looked around the large room. It was hard to tell what was going on here and it was a lot to take in. She'd talk to Duo about it later.

Speaking of Duo...she was yelling his name at the top of her lungs.

"DUO! DUOOO! DUO MAXWELL!" And she was loud. How else was she able to distract him from a scrapyard when they were on L2?

[zaftard]

Yzak was standing silently over at the sidelines, a place he thought best to stand to get a clearer view of those coming out of the chambers. Arms crossed over his chest, he tapped a foot impatiently, even though somehow in the pit of his stomach he knew that impatience wouldn't be relieved. He looked pretty pissed off (which might have been hard to decipher, considering Yzak's default expression wasn't exactly a smile), but somewhat disappointed as well. It was one thing when one friend went missing, potentially repodded unless they were running around inside of GLaDOS. But two

[goodenuff2kill]

She stopped yelling when she heard someone say hey. She glanced around, not recognizing the voice and unsure if she was the one being addressed. It took her a moment to find Yzak in the crowd, but then again, it was a rather large one. She didn't mind the ticked off look, she had dealt with it before.

Be thankful, Yzak, she may be loud, but she wasn't nearly as annoying as her braided friend. She was calmer than the other pilot and had no problem manhandling him if she had to. She had done it before.

"Yes?" she asked once he got close enough.

[zaftard]

"You can stop yelling," he noted. "That guy is probably somewhere around here-- you'll find him soon enough."