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[Well. She hadn't completely fallen over herself upon arrival, though she certainly hasn't made many attempts to reach out to her fellow shipmates. Mostly she seems-- scared, a little. She regards everyone with a wary suspicion, but she's always at least polite just... distantly so.

She's gotten her hands on something to write with--and in--at least, so maybe now she can start a list of the people she's met and her notes on them. starting with a list of everyone on her current crew, except...

Well. Everything's pretty blank following their names. She knows nothing about these people. Yuri hesitates-- does she even want to know about them? Closeness meant potentially reading their minds and that had never ended very well for her....

Yuri sits there for a few moments longer, contemplating, before getting up and seeking out the others.]

Excuse me...?

[TIME FOR OFFICIAL INTRODUCTIONS]

[Davesprite is practically lying in a chair on the bridge, his feet propped up on one of the consoles—does this count as a safety hazard? probably—as he draws shitty doodles in the margins of a shitty notebook. He'd look like a pretty normal teenager if he didn't have feathers or a chronic sunglasses-indoors problem.

He looks up when Yuri comes in.]

Oh, hey. What's up, comm officer number three.

[there's a lot going on here for her to take in at once. The disregard for safety, the 'comm officer number three' (okay she knew that part but still), the feathers...]

Um.

[Words, Yuri, use your words.] Are those wings real? [NAILED IT. Her face turns bright red and she clears her throat]

I, ah... That was rude... [But she's been dying to know okay??]

[He snorts a little at that, amused.]

No, I just walk around like this sometimes as a hobby.

[But he sits up, resettling his wings, and takes his feet off the task station.]

Yeah, they're real. Side effect of being the unfortunate biological collision of kid and crow. My parents had a hella complicated relationship. [He's so full of shit.]

[She looks absolutely baffled for a few seconds before her brow furrows in concern and uncertainty]

That's a joke, right? [Honestly, with everything else she's seen here, that probably wouldn't be on the list of "Craziest thing" so. She'd be more-or-less willing to believe it.

She kinda wants to touch them but that'd be A. Creepy and B. Rude so she clasps her hands behind her back and frowns at him, trying to figure him out.]

...Anyway, I'm new-- Obviously. I was just... trying to introduce myself to everyone, I guess. [A pause and she adds, belatedly] I'm Yuri.

Yeah, I'm just messing with you.

[He doesn't seem to mind she called him on it.]

But cool to officially meet you and all that. Inasmuch as it can be cool in the circumstances. Or maybe reality TV is your jam? I can never tell how chill people are gonna be about it.

[Wait, he's getting sidetracked.]

I'm, uh, Davesprite. [He shrugs a little, movement mimicked by his wings.] I guess I'm technically comm officer number two.

I'm screaming on the inside. [It's said rather deadpan but... She's not really lying. She's just figured it's best to pretend everything was fine and push her actual feelings back. Better to repress that shit rather than have an existential crisis every couple hours.]

Pleased to meet you, Davesprite-san. [What a mouthful. But she's gonna be polite, she's gonna be polite.] Who's comm officer number one...?

Awesome. Me, too.

[He matches her tone and gives her a quick thumbs up, like he didn't have a small meltdown over still being trapped with the Fleet a month ago.]

And just Davesprite's fine. Or Bird Dave. Or hey, asshole. "San" is just a little too anime for me. [Why is he allowed to talk.] But it's a guy named Daneel...Olivaw? Something like that. Just keep your eyes peeled for the only bonafide adult dude aboard.

['A little too anime' gets a baffled sort of look, and she wonders just what she's gotten into here. Especially at the admission that there's potentially only one actual adult here? Possibly??]

I... think I'm considered an adult... [Though maybe not, different countries have different ideas about that and she's not sure where 'space' falls under. She shakes her head though and moves on, deciding she doesn't actually want to be considered an adult in this place. SHe doesn't want the responsibilities she already has]

Are you American? [She can't help but ask, because honestly he's hitting every stereotype she's heard. He just needs a bigger nose and to wave a gun around.]

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[ Of all the possible welcoming committees on the ship, Isaac Lahey is perhaps one of the worst. He's just walking back from the kitchen, mouth full with a wheat substitute sandwich, a few bags of strange alien potato chips tucked under an arm, and a large glass of something orange.

He nearly runs into the newcomer, and blinks at her for a moment. He almost spills his drink on her, a few drops splattering on the floor. ] Uh, yeah? [ She doesn't look like one of their crew, and Isaac is out of the loop most of the time when they have new recruits. ] Sorry.

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[Yuri makes a short noise of surprise, hopping back to try and avoid the drink. A couple drops hit her shoes, but that's hardly the end of the world.]

Sorry, I wasn't paying attention... [Well she was and she'd probably argue it was totally his fault!! But that would require more care and effort than she's willing to put out.

Anyway.]

I'm Yuri, um... I'm new? [She shifts uncomfortably, wondering if there's any kind of announcement for the old crew or if it's just as much of a surprise for them as it is for her]

Oh.

[ Maybe he did hear the announcement. Atroma likes to make a big fuss of things, confetti and all. But it's been a weird month or two, what with them being on that moon longer than he expected. ]

Uh, hey. I'm Isaac. [ He actually looks down where he spilled the drink and frowns a little. ] Sorry about your shoe. I can show you around or something, if you want. Not sure how much you really know about this place or where you are, but. [ Eloquent as ever. So sorry, Yuri. ]

Pleased to meet you, Isaac-san. [No need to be impolite, right??

She looks down at her shoe too and gives it a little shake, shrugging.] It's fine. It's not like it ate through it or something. [Alien drinks could probably do that, right? She's sure something exists somewhere and there's probably an alien that loves that shit.

Sorry, her mind's still wrapping around the whole 'aliens' and 'actually in space' thing.] I have a...general idea? I don't really know my way around this ship though. [A pause and Yuri glances away, embarrassed.] I might be lost, actually so... It's a good thing you came along anyhow.

Uh, it's just Isaac.

[ He doesn't exactly understand the formalities, and thinks maybe she misheard his name somehow. Isaac shrugs it off either way. ]

It's easy to get lost. I still do sometimes. [ It's easy to get turned around when so many of the corridors look exactly the same. ] Let me put this stuff away. [ He moves to the door for his room -- they're hatches and lead down into the rooms and he kicks his own open. ] Don't fall in when you get to your room -- it's gonna happen, but you'll get used to it. [ Once he deposits his food and drink in his room, he climbs back out. ] So, yeah. Our rooms are weird, but yours is probably around here somewhere. Just gotta find which one they gave you. It's quiet around here, mostly, so.

[She frowns at that, looking a tad uncomfortable.] Isn't that what I...? [oh. the '-san.'] It's an honorific. You add it to everyone's names. I don't know how old you are, and you've been on this ship longer than me, so I guess technically you're still my superior...

[She could call him 'senpai' but. Nah.

Get used to falling into her room?? Great. She keeps her expression neutral, peering curiously into the hole as he descends] Quiet's good, right? [Though maybe a little boring, but after the weird twists and turns of her life lately--not even counting the whole alien kidnapping thing-- she'd be pretty okay with boring for a while.]

I'm eighteen, but I'm pretty sure there's no superior here except the captain, but even he's a bird dude who doesn't want to be it. It's not like anything really important happens here anyway.

[ He shrugs. ] But you can just call me Isaac. Not that... other stuff. [ A shrug, and he might even smile a tiny bit, because she looks lost. He'd felt like that, too. ] Yeah pretty good -- it can get really boring, though. We have some games and stuff we can play but you can only do that for so long. [ He guides her to the kitchen. ]

And ask around before you make any food -- there are some combinations that work, and some that seriously don't.

Ah, I'm nineteen. [This is just making her wonder how young most of the crews run. The other people she met all seemed to be older-- was Wonderduck just different, or...?]

Bird dude... [There's a lot of information here that she's once again not sure where to start] I don't know. I think boring can be nice; especially right now. With everything else going on, I'd welcome a long breather.

[Okay that's sort of a lie. She'd rather be home knee-deep in the ghost shit she was in before and getting that done with than here but. You know. Whatever.]

I really only know how to make coffee anyhow. But.. What do you mean? [She glances around the kitchen, suddenly skeptical and a little wary. Were the appliances going to malfunction for no reason other than whacky kitchen hijinks for the viewers at home??]

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[Jennifer was sitting in her infirmary and reading when she heard someone unfamiliar address her. Taking a moment to stretch before getting up, she peeked out into the corridor.]

Oh, hey- are you my new shipmate?

[Yuri straightens from where she'd been curiously examining things and nods lightly.]

Yes, I'm Yuri. I'm a...communications officer? For some reason... [Seriously WHY.] I was just trying to say hi to everyone, since I suppose we'll all be living together from now on.

[Jennifer smiled.]

Not your usual skillset, huh? I'm Jennifer- I'm the ship's doctor, so you'll find me in the medbay a lot.

I don't really talk to people much. [Which is sort of contradicted by her going around and trying to talk to people right now, but shhh.]

Were you a doctor before you were sent here, or...? [or was she just thrust into the role like Yuri with communications?]

[Jennifer nodded understandingly.]

Sometimes, Atroma'll give people augments that don't match their personality or skills very well. I guess they find it funny. I got lucky, because I was a doctor before coming here, yes- and my augment's lab support.

Find it funny... [She echoes Jennifer with a tone of disapproval] Yes, I suppose that would be why.

[Yuri hesitates, wanting to ask more, but not certain how much Jennifer might be willing to actually share.] Where are you from, originally? [That seems a safe start, and Yuri's curious]

Mmmhmm. There's not a whole lot to like about Atroma, honestly.

I'm from Earth- originally from Wisconsin, if either of those places mean anything to you.

[Yuri looks instantly a little relieved; while they might not be from the same time or same world, they at least have a similar planet in common now]

Yes, actually. It's in America, right? I'm from Japan. [She won't bother naming where exactly-- if it wasn't Tokyo, most Westerners probably wouldn't know it anyhow.] I've been meeting people from all sorts of different, er... planets or worlds, I was wondering if I'd ever meet other people from Earth.

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