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

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[sonofthewarrior]

Nanaki was used to humans, used to the way many looked at him strangely. And there were tons more out here, outside of those pod-lined chambers.

He stayed quiet - a single, amber eye scanning the crowd. Maybe he was hoping to see a familiar face, but he was also trying to figure out just how many people were aboard this strange, living ship. He wondered who to speak to first ... were these the other 'chosen ones'?

At least he felt a little more comfortable, after finding some of his belongings on the way up. The gift his grandfather had given him before passing, returning to the planet, and a few orbs of Materia that would be more than helpful, he thought.

With a quick (maybe nervous) flick of his flamed tail, Nanaki began to move, looking up to the others, and trying to catch the eyes of anybody who seemed approachable.

[facepunching]

Soren took one step forward -- and almost dropped one of his spell tomes. A red... lion of some sort?

"Hold!" His voice was raised almost to a shout in order to rise above the din of the others. "You there. Who do you serve?"

If it was a Feral One, Soren would put it down here and now.

[sonofthewarrior]

Nanaki winced slightly at Soren's voice. Was there really a reason for him to be so rude and demanding? Though, he figured, he probably expected him to be some sort of wild animal about to attack the crew. He sighed inwardly, and shook his head.

"I do not serve anyone, mister," Nanaki spoke back, gazing up at him. "Why?"

[facepunching]

Soren snapped open his tome at the creature's response. Its response meant that it was not feral -- but then again, he'd never seen a laguz capable of speech in its animal form, either. And its answer was most unhelpful.

"You are a red lion," he said sharply. Beast-men, always needing that extra step just to answer a simple question. "Are you a subject of King Caineghis? A member of the Laguz Alliance?"

[facepunching]

Now at least clean and clothed, Soren made his way to the Obs Deck. Surely he couldn't be the only one here. There had to be someone else from the Mercenaries. Ike, Titania, Mist -- even that opportunistic jackal, Shinon, here to rob new and better corpses of their weapons, no doubt.

Someone. Anyone.

[quick_strike]

Mon-keigh. Mon-keigh everywhere. It was like being in a horror house full of humans and not one Eldar in sight. But this guy...this guy had red eyes. Hopefully it was natural but in her dealings with humans, Alendian never once saw a human with red eyes...unless they were overtaken by one of the Dark Gods. Filled with their power.

She didn't say a word but she definitely kept a wary eye on him, prepared to take a trip to dodgeville if something happened.

[facepunching]

Soren knew this feeling. He'd become well-accustomed to it, in his years before finding Ike. The feeling of being silently scrutinized, sorted into threat or nonentity.

He turned to see a dark-haired woman. Not human -- not beorc, though she had no beastial features that he could see. But the Dragon Tribe had no such prominent tells, did they?

"Yes?" he asked. His tone was cold, businesslike.

[quick_strike]

Alend clicked her tongue in reply. She didn't really feel the urge to talk or even converse with anyone considering the situation. But she wasn't an outcast anymore so she wouldn't have an excuse to fall back on. So reply she did. Her mouth twisted in difficulty, trying to pronounce the human words that her vocal cords weren't built to pronounce, making her voice vibrate and echo awkwardly.

"Nothing, mon-keigh. I can look where I wish."

[yuuki_no_derp]

"This place is way bigger than a Whamon," remarked Taichi, looking around. His hair was already standing up in its usual tangled mess, and he had recovered several important items including his Digivice which hung on a strap around his neck.

Agumon tugged at the plantsuit he was wearing. "Taichi, this thing itches."

"We'll get it off you later, Agumon. Right now we have to figure out where we're going to get information from here. And mingle. Mingling is good."

[misschocolover]

M'gann couldn't help herself. She'd seen a lot of creatures before but rarely was something so clawed and toothy so... CUTE!

She crouched down a little closer to Agumon when she spotted him, a cautious smile on her face.

"Hello there, who are you?"

A second too late she noticed the boy standing right next to him.

"Oh! Hello to you too!"

[yuuki_no_derp]

"Hi I'm Agumon!" Exclaimed Agumon, smiling up at the red haired and green skinned girl. "And this is my partner, Taichi!"

"Hi, I'm Taichi Yagami," said Taichi, raising a hand.

[misschocolover]

M'gann grinned, the first genuine smile she'd showed since waking.

"I'm M'gann, but I just go by Megan. What kind of place do you guys come from? I mean, I've been to space before but this ship is SO not like home."

[gi_ant_man]

Hank was taking some time to process all this new info. He was used to saving the the world, so saving the universe wasn't too big of a stretch.

What he was really concerned about right now was Janet. Hank's eyes scanned the crowd for any sign of the petite brunette.

[vision_ya]

...Was that...

Oh. Oh yes it was. Jonas groaned and became intangible so that he could fly over the crowd to catch up to the familiar scientist.

"[Hello Doctor Pym,]" he said once he was close enough. "[May I ask what the last thing you remember doing was?]"

He did not look quite like the Hank Pym that Jonas remembered, but better safe than sorry.

[gi_ant_man]

Hank blinks a few times, a little confused. "You know who I am?" He asks, pointing to himself. Hank takes a moment to think.

"The last thing I remember was having just saved Asgard and the rest of the Nine Realms from Loki."

[vision_ya]

"[Yes, I do,]" Jonas said, returning to tangibility and touching down as he quickly scanned the Avengers' files he had downloaded into his mind before his reality had been destroyed.

...Huh, if this Hank Pym was the one from Jonas' reality, he was from very early on in his career with the Avengers.

"[My name is Jonas,]" he said, extending a hand. "[I am not sure how closely our realities are related, but I am...deeply familiar with your work in robotics.]"

[clockworkrepeat]

Homura, now presentable, strides through the room. Some of the people here catch her off guard with their oddity-- they aren't witches, no matter how strange they might look, she can't feel anything from them like she would a witch. She's never seen anything like it before in her life, but she keeps her face controlled.

She hadn't had any items left to her in her cubbyhole, so she assumes they're in her shield. The ring is on her finger as it was when she fell asleep, so presumably she is still able to use her magic. That's good.

She scans the crowd, looking for anyone familiar.

[hisfathersstaff]

Negi's floating overhead when he feels a slight tingle of magic. Hmm... another magical person? Some of the magical presences had vanished over time but he was interested in anyone.

Locating Homura, he floated down towards her, waving. "Hello!"

[clockworkrepeat]

Floating? Another strange part of this strange place. She does not visibly react to his floating; her eyes just flick up to him momentarily. However, when he addresses her, she instantly puts on the mask she does for others outside of her group of magical girls: polite, pleasant, and avoidant.

"Good evening," is what she says.

[hisfathersstaff]

"Hi I'm Negi," he said, introducing himself. "I was wondering if you needed help with any questions you might have about this place?"