A cry for help

[thespaceopera]

[a distress call has been tracked across the void, finally leading back to the source. a hulking crippled ship, teeming with hostile alien life, now lies before you.

what do you do? do you dive in or hang back? are you here to learn, play, build, or observe?

however you choose to proceed, your audience is out there somewhere, watching.]


ooc: here is a good ol' themed mingle to get you all started! and don't feel limited by the prompts and what they describe--they're just there as idea-starters, so feel free to go anywhere and do anything.

have fun!

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[save_the_souls]

[Allen was standing off to the side- or rather, preparing to fend off this new creature, when Jr. rolls on in with his shooting. Wow. Looks like he actually did come. And more than that, it looks like he's the same as ever- which makes him laugh to himself as Jr finishes it off with that cheesy line.]

If I didn't know better, I'd say you timed that entrance.

[He'll approach. He's got some guns he grabbed from Hawke's armory attached to his belt, as well as a dagger and what looks to be a claymore at his back. Since hey, gotta test out all the way to kill these buggers. For science.]

Hello Jr.

[ino]

[ She's just laughing. Theatrical and cheesy and ever, Jr.! She kicks the bug she was assaulting one more time for good measure, sliding it across the ground, before making her way over ]

You made it!

[gunslinger]

[ It's not like he hasn't aimed for perfect timing before, so he looks a little sheepish at Allen's suggestion. The ease with which they approach him, even smiling through the gore, makes it difficult not to grin back. But then the grin falls short (hah!), and he reaches back to rub awkwardly behind his neck. All at once, the bravado dissipates into a boy scuffing his boot against the floor (and alien goop). ]

Uh— Well yeah! Clearly you made the right call.

[ Which Ino seemed to very much know when contacting him. Glancing between the both of them, he clears his throat and holds out his hand, first to Ino and then Allen. At least his tattoo is nothing new to them! He knows they've already met, but humor him you rude children! ]

Nice to...meet you...again...?

[save_the_souls]

[He watches the bravado disappear and...well, he could understand why this would be very strange for Jr. He had to keep reminding himself of that.]

[But since he's a gentlemen, he'll take that hand to shake when it's offered to him, giving a polite smile. He doesn't think twice about the tattoo because, well, still less weird than his hand (that's currently got a glove on it).]

Yes. It's nice to meet you again.

[He lets go of his hand, and pulls back.]

And thank you for coming. I know it's a little odd, but...well, I have to admit you're a better shot than I am.

[ino]

[ Have a firm handshake back ]

You, too.

[ She'll let go and jerk a thumb back towards the open mouth of the ship ]

I'm willing to bet there's a lot more of those things crawling around in there, so we can use the help.

[gunslinger]

[ Allen's appearance sure is special, but given to the teammates he's used to working with, Jr. is forced to come to his own conclusions regarding any of it. Allen had already mentioned his hair color changing, so Jr. naturally assumes he's a Vatican's mutant (birds of a feather!) or a cyborg. He doubts the latter simply because...Vatican...

Then again, what's up with Tim?

Resting his weight on one foot, Jr. tips to the side to peer beyond Ino and Allen and into the depths of the ship. Hmmmmmm... Should he stay out here and guard? Hell no, that's not why he was invited! He's moving to continue in before even responding. ]

What are these things, anyway? Gnosis aren't naturally tangible like this. Is there any kinda database?

[save_the_souls]

[Jr that is the rudest assumptions ever. If he knew, he'd be very torn about which one to be more offended about. But whatever, he's not going to bring it up right now.]

[Instead, he follows Jr. along as he talks. At least the rest of his party is crazy short. It'll be easy to see over them even if he's in back]

Not one of much value, right now. [Per usual.] The best we can figure is they're...giant space bugs. They started attacking when we came aboard.

[ino]

[ Shut up Allen we aren't tiny or anything okay.

Ino nods ]

Yeah, whatever they are, they're pretty clearly hostile. My communications people tried to contact them ahead of time and got nothing, sooo ...

[gunslinger]

[ If that's the case, he doubts his Ether will be much more use in analyzing them, but it's something he'll have to try. ...Before brutally killing them, of course. Therein lies the tricky part. ]

How often does this happen? Finding creepy ships with unknowns?

[save_the_souls]

[He considers the answer, how to say it]

For the fleet, this would be the first time.

For Ino and I...it's been a couple times, hasn't it?

[ino]

[ A little nod ]

Which is probably why it's best we check things out before too many people start heading this way.

[gunslinger]

[ He's happy to go! Well, not happy, but clearly willing. Look, he'll even run ahead a few feet so he can be proper security, look at him be a bro for you suspicious stalkers who know way too much about things. He's turning is back on you, isn't that trust?? Nothing at all to do with him just being eager to check out if anyone's inside. ]

I want to hear about one of the other times, though.

[ He can totally bug hunt while talking. It's the way of things! ]

[save_the_souls]

[That is totally trust sure!! Allen meanwhile will take not far behind Jr. Since hey, he's not exactly the best long range fighter here.]

[As they get deeper into the ship, they can probably hear the sounds of skittering patrols. Creepy]

Ah- well, I think the more relevant time was the first time? It was full of...space zombies, wasn't it? Necromorphs. And then there was that rock that made people crazy...?

[He glances at Ino- help him out here, his memory kind of sucks and he's had to kill so many things]