Meet-n-Greet

[cityship]

After being released from stasis, having the slime removed from their bodies and clothed in the creepy, pulsing leaf-suit that everyone wore, and being taken to the Weapons & Possessions lockers to collect their belongings, the new arrivals would find themselves standing in the Observation Deck. Round windows lined the fleshy walls, revealing the

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[lil_hellion]

The fog in his head still hadn't cleared. It was like being somewhere between buzzed and drunk, but without actually feeling good. Whether it was something they gave him before shipping him off to 42, or something the collar was doing (which was more likely), he didn't know. He just wanted it to stop.

He had managed to get a platsuit on, and he was thankful he was still mostly foggy through that. He also managed to get his jacket from W&P. Not that he could wear it, what with the cuffs and chains in the way.

When he managed to get to everyone else, he noticed a few things... no guards around, and no one else had on any cuffs or collars. That at least gave him some slight bit of hope.

He finally settled for leaning against a wall, wanting to rest for a bit. The chains were fucking heavy.

"So," he asked no one in particular, "anyone know where and when I can get these damn things removed?"

God help him if he was going to have to anything for that...

[halfa_hero]

"Uh, I could do it?" said a white haired kid dressed in a hazmat suit. "Turning things intangible is kind of a specialty of mine."

[lil_hellion]

"Who the fuck are-- nevermind. You get me out of these things, you might be my new best friend."

Why look a gift horse in the mouth, right?

[halfa_hero]

"I'm Danny."

Danny grabs hold of the cuffs, and focuses. A split second later, Julian's hands are no longer bound.

"See? Easy."

Then Danny tries for the collar. Not so easy.

"Ow. Ow. Alright, note to self: Do not try that again."

[in_venting]

Sherry's red headband had been the only thing waiting for her in Weapons & Possessions. It was fine, as far as she was concerned. She was too young for guns (better left to people that could use them) and her school uniform had been dirty beyond belief. She didn't look up as she walked into the observation deck, and found herself a place to sit by the window, curled into the teeniest size she could get into.

This wasn't home, this was scary, and her clothing had a pulse. Behind her parents dying and her hometown being blown to smithereens, she listed it as The Worst Day Ever, and hicced into her hands, trying to be grown up, and doing her best to not cry.

[morewildcherry]

God, was that an upset-looking small child? Lois was a bit freaked, at that. It was bad enough when she was freaking out over being here as an adult, but a child? A little girl? In this place?

As far as Lois was concerned, Stacy-Whatever had already reached the lowest of the lows, and kept trying to dig deeper. What sort of great purpose did a little girl have?

"Hey," she said, sliding over to sit nearby. She sucked at talking to kids, but hey, what else was she supposed to do?

"I know this is probably the worst question ever, but are you okay, sweetie?"

[in_venting]

It really was the worst question ever, but Sherry tried to smile at the older woman. Her parents had made sure that she'd been raised with good manners. Besides, the lady had called her 'sweetie', and it made her think of Claire. She rubbed at her eyes. "I'm... I'm okay." Sort of.

Not really. Still, be polite, even if it killed you, she could almost hear her mother say.

[morewildcherry]

Lois didn't really buy that, but then again, who would? She was continuously surprised that the people here didn't all fall apart, and even this kid was keeping it together, more or less. Better than she did, what with the arguing with green people and...

She smiled back.

"You're pretty brave, then. What's your name?"

[theregularguy]

Sokka had, luckily, found several things of great usefulness in the pile of Stuff in Weapons & Possessions. The first, and most important was his space-sword, which was now strapped appropriately across his back. His belt and boomerang were there as well, along with his knife...so at least he was armed and ready to fight if he needed to.

He was pacing back and forth, occasionally glancing out of the Obs Deck windows uncertainly. Those were stars. But there was no way a ship could travel through the stars, right? That was just crazy. He was trying, unsuccessfully, not to think about the implications. He distracted himself by eying the other people already here. Who were they, and what did they want? At least Katara was here...he hovered protectively near his sister, using her presence to help distract himself from the rather disturbing questions that ran willy-nilly through his mind like a rampant mooselion.

[potentialmonkey]

Hey look. Naked mole rat. "Hi-hi." ...that talks.

[theregularguy]

Sokka stared at the creature for a moment. He leaned down, gently poking Rufus.

"What the...?"

[potentialmonkey]

"Hnk. Stop poking."

[craaazyisland]

Steve was slumped in a corner with his knees drawn up to his chest, trying to process everything. All things considered, there were worse things he could have found in his Weapons and Possessions locker. There were his submachine guns, just like he'd left them, so at least he was armed. There was the faded old photograph he kept in his pocket, folded up carefully and tucked into some pocket of this creepy suit for safekeeping.

There was also his collar from the prison, which he'd disgustedly left in the locker. Like he really wanted that.There were people here of all different shapes and sizes, including a few Steve was pretty sure weren't actually people but aliens of some type. Sure. Aliens. Zombies were real now, so why not aliens too? He approached the whole situation with the same incredulous disconnect that he had the incident on Rockfort, and in fact the last several months of his life. That was the only way to avoid going crazy at this point. Aliens were real, and space ships, and zombies and mutant viruses that

[restoresbalance]

It was, Luke decided, a little unhelpful to try and feel things out with the Force--there were so many emotions from the people around him clouding it that he could hardly tell where it was all coming from. Taking a deep breath, leaning against a locker, he calmed his mind and cast out in the Force, asking it to guide him and--

Bright blue eyes sprang open with a new sense of direction, and he wove his way through the beings gathering their things until he found the source of the despair--a man seated in the corner, his hand on his forehead, looking (and feeling) very, very lost.

"Hello," he said, squatting beside the other man, and quieted. He could have said Overwhelming, isn't it or What do you think this place is? but he was fairly sure without probing the other man's mind that those questions were already running through his head and he didn't need to hear them vocalized.

[craaazyisland]

Steve nearly flinched at the sound of someone else's voice, and he looked up at the new person in surprise. There were a few uneasy seconds where he seemed to be making sure that this guy was actually talking to him. But there was nobody else around, and kneeling down beside him was probably a good indicator.

"Uh..." he mumbled. "Hi. What do you want?"

[restoresbalance]

"Just to see how you were doing," Luke said gently. "You looked as lost as everyone else feels."

[isee_snorkacks]

Walking without paying much attention, Luna runs one hand over the odd material covering her midriff (and the rest of her), her other hand occupied with slipping the posts of her radish earrings into her lobes. They had been the only things in her Locker, wand and Spectrespecs aside. The long strip of wood is tucked safely behind her ear, and her fingers continue to prod and pinch the pulsing plantsuit.

"How odd," she murmurs, footsteps halting completely as she finds one of the veins and presses a thin finger to it. The pulse is exactly like her own as she has felt it since Hermione taught her how to feel it, and she blinks slowly for a moment, wondering if the suit has a heartbeat or something along those lines.

Her eyes lift eventually, and her head cants to the side, protuberant eyes scanning the room carefully. She still looks nothing more than intrigued, though she registers that everyone else seems rather put-out.

[kaya_waterwave]

Katara was more than a little put out, but that doesn't mean she won;t talk to people and act friendly. She figured somebody had to be here longer than today, and finding them would come soon. First off though, she wanted to know a little more about the similarities they all shared. After all, they were chosen. Why?

The first girl that caught her eye was one that look rather peculiar to her: strange kind of fruit was hanging off her ear, a piece of wood tucked behind her ear, and she was fooling around with the weird suit she had. The hair was what caught her eye though: it was yellow and to Katara, very pretty considering she didn't really see people with that kind of hair in her travels.

"Oh, hi," she said, looking a little sheepish. "So...I guess you just arrived too, huh? I'm Katara, of the Southern Water Tribe. Who are you?"

[isee_snorkacks]

Luna focuses on Katara, still looking little more than mildly interested with the whole situation. Truth be told, she's actually a little sad to be here. Stacy had interrupted the birthday party she had been holding for Harry. Of course, she had been the only one at the party, but it was the thought that counted. She spares a forlorn thought for the half-finished painting of Harry she had been doing when the world had lurched and she had woken up covered in that intriguing, rather unpleasant goo.

"Oh, hello. I'm Luna Lovegood. I'm a Ravenclaw. It's very nice to meet you," she says in her dreamy voice. "I suppose you could say that I just arrived," she adds after a moment, and it's unclear what she means by 'I suppose'; she did just arrive, and that's all there is to it.

[kaya_waterwave]

Katara had to admit, this girl had her mystified. Shed never seem a girl this calm since Tai Lee, although Tai Lee had nothing on this...Luna, was it? The girl seemed to dress and act in a fashion that wasn't quite in accordance with her surroundings, not that it was saying much considering the situation. She was weird but fascinating, and Katara had to admit despite herself that she wanted to learn a bit more. When was the next time she'd be abducted by aliens anyway?

"You have two names? That's interesting. Where I'm from we usually have one. It's nice to meet you too. So I guess you're as confused as I am."

She wanted to ask about her hair, but stopped, and instead asked another probing question. "What's a Ravenclaw?"