[intro] | What's this?

[nosferatanking]

[Action - Marsiva]

[This isn't the first time that Morgan's woken up somewhere strange without any memory of how he got there, but it doesn't make it any less distressing.]

[Think, Morgan, think! What would Mother do in a situation like this? First would probably be taking inventory. He had his memories of his friends and family, so at least that wasn't a total loss. And then, he can't tell whether or not this is enemy territory, so...proceed with caution?]

[Anybody who is on the Marsiva at the same time as Morgan will see what is clearly a lost child, if they want to lend him a hand.]

[Action - S.S. Caprine]

Whoa!

[And then, he's whisked away somewhere else, only this time with confetti! This is only slightly less disorienting than before, and Morgan still has his guard up.]

[Which isn't to say he's not going to explore the ship, because he absolutely is. From the kitchen, to the engine room, to the private quarters, he's doing his best to familiarize himself with this ship. Even if he's not letting his guard down, there's another part of him that can't deny how cool this is.]

[S.S. Caprine, meet your new engineer, he's basically a kid in a candy store.]

[Broadcast]

Hello? Hello? Can anyone hear me?

[After hearing about the network, he can't stop himself from trying it out. It sounded pretty far-fetched, but considering he's already in space, he shouldn't be surprised when his broadcast actually goes through.]

This works? Awesome!

[Anybody tuning in will see a smiling, blue-haired boy waving from the other end.]

Hello everyone, my name is Morgan, and I'm new here! I thought it'd be a good idea to introduce myself.

I don't know much about space, but this place seems pretty cool! All of this technology is way more advanced than what we have back home. [Not that he's taking notes.]

I've still got a ton of questions about this place, too, but I'm probably not the only one. I'm looking forward to meeting everyone here!

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[Voice]

[brothersboots]

[Oh, look, another overly happy boy. Just wait until Sorey finds him.]

Of course you have questions. We all have questions. It doesn't mean you're getting answers.

[Voice]

[nosferatanking]

[That's...kind of what he was afraid of. Mysterious deities that kidnapped you didn't tend to give you too much information.]

[Oh well! This isn't the worse situation he's been in. He's surprisingly fine with this.]

That's why we have to explore, right? If there's enough of us that look, we're bound to find something.

[brothersboots]

[Edna doesn't believe the Atroma are gods. They're just jerks. And she really, really hopes that she gets the chance to put her fists in their faces before impaling them with crystals.

She rolls her eyes at his exuberance. Another one.]

You assume that the rest of us haven't been looking for the answers. And that we haven't been doing that since the first one of us was kidnapped over two years ago, if going back on these devices is any indication.

[nosferatanking]

[Not only another one, but the brightest ball of obnoxious sunshine. Sorry, Edna.]

Well, yeah, of course people here have been looking into it. But every problem benefits from a fresh pair of eyes.

[brothersboots]

[Eh, Sorey is pretty obnoxious when he gets started, but she's used to it. Mostly.]

Sure, and we get new pairs of eyes all the time. You're just the latest in a long line.

[nosferatanking]

That just means I get the experience of the people who came here before me! Besides, what good is a puzzle if it's easy to solve? I like the challenge.

[brothersboots]

You're one of those "look on the bright side of things" people, aren't you?

[She normally gets that with Sorey, but he can be mopey sometimes as well.]

If you want a challenge, find a way to make these devices have spiritual resonance.

action;

[dreamvour]

[she's wandering down the hall with the crew quarters when Morgan does, and she stops short and regards him curiously, head tilted. It must be that time again, hm? She almost, almost considers leaving him to explore first and catch up with him later, but she doesn't have much to do, either]

I hope you didn't forget your pudding.

action

[nosferatanking]

Pudding?

[Hey, look! It's another person. And they don't seem particularly threatening, that's cool.]

Please tell me there's more to eat here than that pudding from earlier.

[dreamvour]

[look at how tiny and nonthreatening she is, totally harmless]

There's more to eat than just pudding. Guess you haven't found the kitchen yet?

[nosferatanking]

[Oh, thank Naga. Morgan can tolerate a lot, but he's not sure if only eating pudding for the rest of his life is something that falls in that category.]

I haven't! I just appeared on this ship...about twenty minutes ago? My name's Morgan.

[dreamvour]

[to Baku's understanding pudding is supposed to be good, why would it be bad to eat that forever?]

Ah. Welcome to the Caprine, then. I'm Baku. [a pause, and her usual neutral face scrunches up just a little] The captain.

[nosferatanking]

It's nice to meet you, captain! [This is is first time as a crew member on a ship, so as far as he's concerned, it's pretty cool.]

I'm in...engineering, I think? Although I don't have any experience with spaceships, or ships at all, so I'm not really sure what that means.

Action

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Ulaz happened to be wandering down the hall after reconfirming what they had in inventory in the medical lab. They would definitely need more supplies than what they currently had at some point and he had attempted a list of supplies they would need.

But as he was walking through the hall to find Baku, he happened upon the new person who was exploring the ship. Sorry if you are looking for someone non-threatening. He's a very tall and clearly of an alien species]

Hello.

[nosferatanking]

[Morgan had seen a lot of things in his short life. Like world-ending dragons, and zombies! But he's never seen anybody that looks anything like Ulaz, and so he is very confused.]

[On the one hand, Ulaz looks kind of terrifying. But on the other, he looks too lifelike to be a Risen. So friendly? Maybe?]

Hello. You aren't uh, you aren't going to eat me, are you?

[But it never hurts to check.]

[scalpelofmarmora]

[He is aware his appearance can be seen as off-putting, but that's more because back home, there are some planets where just seeing a Galra would put the inhabitants up in arms. Here, he'd had a bit more luck, but he still carried that with him.

So he wasn't entirely surprised by the question, but it was a first]

That's not something I was planning on. My name is Ulaz. I'm the ship's medic.

[So completely the opposite]

[nosferatanking]

[Welp, now he feels like an idiot. He probably should have been more careful with his words there.]

Oh, sorry about that. I'm new here.

[That's not an excuse!]

It's nice to meet you, Ulaz. My name's Morgan.

[scalpelofmarmora]

You don't need to apologize. I doubt you've seen anything like me before.

[No offense taken]

It's nice to meet you as well. I take it you are new to this ship?

[nosferatanking]

I am! I just arrived here with my sister this week. I think she's on another ship, though.

[He takes another good look at Ulaz. Ulaz is definitely alive, if nothing else.]

If it's okay to ask, what are you?

[Action - Kitchen!]

[ultima_mortis]

[Have you ever seen a robed skeleton stirring a pot of soup? Death has been trying to remember how the cooking thing works, and he mostly has it. Recipes do not require creativity the way music does.]

OH. HELLO. DID YOU JUST ARRIVE? I HEARD THE MUSIC.

[nosferatanking]

[Morgan has never seen a skeleton cooking, no. But he has seen plenty of Risen who were more than happy to have him as a snack.]

[Needless to say, he is very surprised.]

Whoa! You can talk?

[ultima_mortis]

OF COURSE. I'M AN ANTHROPOLOGICAL PERSONIFICATION, NOT A MODEL IN AN IGOR'S LAB.

[He turns the spoon in the pot slowly, pulling it out with a sample of the soup.]

MY NAME IS DEATH. THIS IS MEANT TO BE MY ROLE ON THE CAPRINE.

[nosferatanking]

An Anthropological Personification? Does that mean you're the Death?

[Not that Morgan ever imagined death having a physical form, but if he did, he's not sure this is what he would picture.]

And if you're Death, why are you also the ship's cook?

I meant to type "anthropomorphic" omg! Death has such a long technical description. orz

[ultima_mortis]

OF THE DISC. EVERY WORLD HAS SOMETHING LIKE MYSELF TO ONE DEGREE OR ANOTHER, EVEN THE UNIVERSE ITSELF.

[Death is an old fashioned image of the concept, but he can understand the confusion with how many gods of death there are.]

THAT IS WHAT THIS FIDDLY THING- [He points to his head.] SEES FIT TO TELL ME. IN TRUTH, I HAVEN'T COOKED IN QUITE A WHILE, BUT I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN HOW.

THAT IS OKAY I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE

[nosferatanking]

You cooked before this?

[If he was the death, that was still a little odd. But to each their own?]

That's interesting. I thought these things were made to work with humans, but it looks like they can also affect skeletons, too. I wonder how they work.