Chocolate-flavored Dessert Cream on the House

[thespaceopera]

[The bunks are filling up, but the new faces just keep appearing!

Are you a travel-weary passenger having trouble keeping your crew roster straight? Perhaps you are a fresh new recruit, finding themselves dumped into a new (and much less shiny) home. Or, maybe you've been around for a little bit and just haven't bothered meeting the other weirdos on this ship yet--what is their problem, anyway?

Well, this is the place for you!

All new passengers from the last few Shuffles, especially those who haven't met their crews yet, are welcome to post starter-comments here to invite those living on and visiting your ship to come and interact. Newbies could be just arriving on the ship, busying around where others can find them, or you can offering multiple options for interaction--however you'd like to set up your thread is fine. Just make sure to include the name of your ship in the header, so your crewmates can easily find you!

Everyone else-- go meet those newbies! Whether they are new to your own crew, or on ships you frequently visit, now is a great time to bump into them.]

Comments

[astrobleme]

[If he weren't currently freaking out, Shinji would be reminded of Ayanami's distant demeanor. He wipes off his mouth with the back of a gloved hand--he's still wearing his plugsuit, with a scavenged jacket on top. He only succeeds in smearing festive glitter down his chin.]

Yeah, this is... m-my assignment, I guess. [Now he blinks up at B.] Who are you?

[brokencopy]

Please call me Ryuzaki. I'm one of the engineers on the ship.

[Again, entirely factual, without any of the customary pleasantries usually found in an introduction.]

Who are you?

[astrobleme]

[That sounds like Japanese. Actual Japanese. Oh, man. Thank goodness. Shinji was starting to wonder if he'd ever meet anyone remotely normal. He's seen more literal aliens than Asians.]

Ryuzaki-san... [A bit steadier, now. He doesn't need empty niceties, just someone to point him in the right direction.] I'm Ikari Shinji. Just Shinji works. I'm supposed to be a pilot for the Heron... That's what I was told, anyway.

[brokencopy]

[Shinji if B is what you think passes for normal here ... ]

We already have a pilot. Are you sure you were told the correct ship?

[Never mind that he himself is one of two engineers on board.]

[astrobleme]

[Well, Shinji is a mass murderer who used his mother as a weapon, so this right here is relatively mundane.]

Y-Yeah, I'm pretty sure. [Honestly, he doesn't have the presence of mind to pilot. This is fine. For now, this is more than fine...] Maybe I'm meant to be a backup or something.

[brokencopy]

[B's eyes narrow a fraction for a split second when he hears the word backup.]

Perhaps. I suppose you'll have to sort that out with Vima in due time.