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[tennohno]

Who: SS Windrose crew and visitors
Broadcast: Le nope
Action: SS Windrose
When: April

[For the usage to mingle on the best ship in the fleet. Get your mingle on ladies, gents, and others!]

Comments

[unbearablynaive]

[It does take him a moment to locate the origin of the new voice, but once he does he smiles in the direction of the glowing eyes.]

I find I prefer to be surrounded by living things, if given a choice in the matter. I assure you they all have useful properties, however.

[He tilts his head and smiles a little bit. Maybe this means he can recruit someone to help him water the top shelves sometimes.] I am the Vision, captain of the Windrose. May I assume you're one of the new transfers?

[ecclesiophobic]

Most people do. [The word choice is deliberate; though several aspects of the Vision's physical appearance and movements could be explained by a mutation, the combination strikes completely the wrong chord to be human. It's a little unnerving, and Kurt is doing his best to ignore it. Humanity is not a requirement for personhood.

So he nods, taking a step 'forward', down the wall. Some kind of threshold must have been passed, as in the span of a second the shadows around him go from dark enough to obscure almost his entire self to decidedly not.] I would be. Kurt Darkholme, also sometimes known as Nightcrawler.

[unbearablynaive]

[Similarly, it's difficult to believe Kurt's dramatic appearance is the result of a simple mutation--but there's little that's simple about Kitty's world, from what he's managed to learn so far.]

I'm glad to meet you, Kurt. You would be Communications?

[ecclesiophobic]

[In answer, Kurt inclines his head--and then proceeds to elaborate, because making the man shut up is a Herculean feat.] Kitty informed me you were lacking a Communications person, and my ship had a surplus. So, here I am.

[As though that's the only reason he followed his teammate here.] I'll admit she didn't tell me much more about my ship-mates.

[unbearablynaive]

We're glad to have you.

Wrath and myself have been here longest; she's the first mate and Security officer. Our two other transfers are her friends, Tenno and Ordis, though I've yet to meet them. I'm also the ship's engineer, and the lady Margaery Tyrell is our lab support. Richard Castle and Misty Day both have the maintenance droids you'll see in the hall; Castle has customized his and each has a name, though I'd be surprised if you can tell them apart without practice. Miss Otona-Tachibana Makie is our tactical officer.