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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[things_go_boom]

Pod drops were interesting. At the same time Lash always felt a tiny pang of emptiness every time no one she knew showed up...it's not that share cared for them (or so she told herself). Just a familiarity she almost desperately wanted. It hadn't happened so far, and even if her hope was slowly dwindling, it was still there.

Her train of thought was interrupted when she saw the bored man covered in what looked like to be a dirty cloth as an excuse for an undergarment he was probably full commando under that. That only made his goggles stand out more. For some reason Lash had always liked them, although she couldn't quite place why.

Welp, she was bored and this guy, if anything, seemed interesting.

"You know we have full body plant suits, right?"

[notmyfight]

He turned his head to look at the girl. Nice hair. Wilder than Kyra's had been, even. Why she was interested in what he was wearing, he wasn't sure, but hell. It wasn't really his problem.

"I'm not wearin' anything that has its own pulse."

He'll figure something else out later. For now, he infinitely prefers his blanket to the sticky, green, humid...thing it wanted him to wear. He's take Necro armor before he put on that s--t.

[things_go_boom]

"It's not so bad when you get used to it," she replied back, adjusting her own. "They keep you clean."

Wow, that voice was pretty deep. It almost had some sort of other-worldly sound to it, which granted everything on this ship was probably true. No jokes. No nonsense. Reminded her of someone else.

Lash wasn't too good with conversations that weren't about scientific explosions or death rays or lasers. But she'd try. She'd been here long enough, maybe she'd finally gotten better at the art of delightful afternoon meatship chat.

"So, what'd you do back in your old homeworld? did you go walking around in a loincloth too?"

...Nope, still just as a terrible.

[notmyfight]

He chuckled slightly, weight shifting to face her more. He wasn't opposed to a little conversation, sometimes. Mostly when it suited him, but hell, in a new place with some f--ked-up grand plan they were all supposed to be part of, might was well make a few acquaintances. Hell, at least he'd know who he was throwin' to the wolves, later.

"Escaped convict, actually." That usually puts an entertaining look on people's faces. If he was a sensible guyy, he'd keep his past on the down-low. But most people figured it out eventually; No skin off his nose.

[things_go_boom]

Normal people would have put the breaks right there and then, excused themselves, and left. Escaped convicts, especially those that refused to wear what the ship gave them, were probably not good for one's health. So her reaction, then wasn't the typical one you'd expect from a seventeen year old girl in that situation, but like many people here, Lash wasn't your typical teenager. She'd seen her fair share of death and destruction as a Commanding Officer, heck, she'd blown up Olaf's village because she had been bored. While the last world wars had calmed down her spirits somewhat, she still had that side which didn't really care about people's lives. Especially ones that were dead and long buried. And those wolves would find her very hard to catch. Besides, once you've worked with an alien bent on world domination and a guy who could kill soldiers just with his powers, you didn't tend to judge people much

[notmyfight]

"Really?" Riddick sounds even more amused than before. He has a surprisingly high amount of run-ins with kids who aren't that frightened of him. It's always girls, too. There's something just weird about that.

"Can't say I've heard that on, either." He smirks.

He was starting to wonder how far this 'picking people out of their worlds' thing stretched.

[things_go_boom]

"Probably cause we're from different worlds," she explained casually. "They picked us all up from different parts and universes. At least, from what I gathered. There's a lot of explanation you'll be brief on soon enough, I'm sure. Long story short, we've all been chosen to fight a war against giant ugly alien bugs called the Ohm. Pretty nasty guys too." She suddenly recalled the incident on that large vacation world.

[notmyfight]

Riddick doesn't even seem that phased. He crosses his arms and looks, well, bored. Possibly slightly irritated.

"It's always something." He was right before-- Same s--t, different day. He'd never be done with the save the universe -- or, apparently, multiverse -- from itself schtick. He hadn't even meant to get started. All Riddick had ever wanted was to be left alone, really. This sure as hell wasn't his problem.

"Not my problem." There was probably still places to hide, somewhere. But that likely wouldn't cut it. It never did.

"Never is. When the f--k do we start?"

[things_go_boom]

Man, stick a raincoat on him and put a mohawke and he could possibly pass off for Hawke. Possibly.. Men bored with situations, she had seen before. For someone like Lash, anything involving near certain doom and destruction was interesting. It was a nice constrast to most people she met.

"Uuuuh, whenever Stacy calls us on the bridge I guess," she shrugged. "First time I really saw 'em, they attacked when we were about to leave from vacation. Nasty little f-"

Woops, there went the language. Lash was really supseptable to speech patterns.