E.S. Berkhard---1st Mission. "Getting to know you, getting to know all about you...."

[proxy_explorers]

Each crewmate had woken up in a cabin assigned to them, with their name and role on the door outside. It was a pretty nice little cabin, private and with a private bathroom. Like a basic hotel room honestly, in shades of deep blue and rich brown wood and steel. Clean sheets on the bed, clean linens on the desk waiting for use, and a closet full of uniforms for their use. (Each consisting of dark blue BDU pants and jacket with rank and name, a black undershirt, and black boots. These uniforms are modified for non-humanoid wear as needed.)

A small note was on the desk, on top of the linens. "Welcome Explorer! For your first mission, you are to proceed to the Waystation's VR deck. There is a map accessible on your Omniband, which will also be used to lock and unlock your cabin. Each Omniband is individually designated. It is recommended Omnibands be worn at all times." Indeed, there is a small blue, silver, or grey band that looks like a circular smart-watch on the desk. The 'band' itself will expand to fit over any width, or can be unlocked and flipped to form an 'S' type shape with the screen, to act like a traditional phone.

Explorers can explore their ship if they want. Although they won't be able to undock or leave the Waystation. Heading out further into the Waystation, they're free to explore there as well. They will be prompted by their Omniband though, to gather in the VR Holodeck. The longer one takes to get to the VR Holodeck, the more insistent the prompts will get--starting with a beeping, that will only get worse the longer it takes. There is no way, short of hacking the Omniband, to disable this beeping. This is the first 'mission' after all!

Once there, the sliding doors will open to reveal what almost looks like any good 2010's employee conference room, although the table has been moved to the side and laid out with snacks and drinks. Stepping in will prompt a "My name is ____" badge to appear with the person's chosen name on their clothes in an appropriate place. Also on the table are various ideas for Ice-Breakers! A big banner spans the room and says "Welcome Explorers!"

It appears your first mission is for everyone to get to know each other!

OUT OF CHARACTER
This is for your chars to get to know each other, since you'll all be working as a crew. The MDSOBs have tried to make it welcoming and easy and encouraging. Below there will be a thread for some different Ice Breaker Activities. Please respond there for threads.

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Nathanial Intro

[hunter_marked_soul]

Nathanial wasn't entirely sure what he expected, on waking. It all looked very strange to him, although recognizable enough--just...strange. All far beyond and likely 'ahead' in time of what he knew. Some of that was to be expected though, from what he'd gathered since he'd be exploring in space. Imagine; it was like something from Jules Verne!

The clothes were recognizable, although the omniband might as well have been pure magic to him. He did figure out that he was supposed to wear it, but how it worked? Well, hopefully one of his new allies would be able to teach him. At least the room, while futuristic to him, was furnished in familiar enough and obvious enough functions. The clothing was easy to put on, though it felt odd to him. Though he supposed it was no odder than some of the Hunter gear he'd found. It was comfortable too.

Making his way through the ship would take some time, and through the waystation even more. Things weren't 'alien', but it was all far more advanced than he was used to and he couldn't help but wonder and stare as he went. Hopefully some of the things and areas that weren't obvious in their function or nature he could get another to point out to him.

Eventually, he found where he was supposed to go--and was still a little wide-eyed. It was easy to deduce this was meant to be some kind of gathering room for business. The name-badge appearing was a bit disconcerting--but it wasn't as if he wasn't used to stranger things happening. Food and drink were obvious, and presumably safe enough.

So far, he had also seen no signs of a Lamp...

Re: Nathanial Intro

[dulcet_cellist]

Finally!

Sebastian was starting to think no one else would show up -- which was stupid given that they were all suppose to be here willingly -- but despite his curiosity of the new and admittingly cool environment he had done exactly what he'd been told to do and arrived as soon as he figured out where to go.

So if he appeared a little relived and eager to not be standing around awkwardly alone he was trying not to let it show. Too much.

Re: Nathanial Intro

[hunter_marked_soul]

Nathanial was perceptive. Indeed he had to become so, in his line of work. Some might argue he 'saw' too much now, even. Grant us eyes, and all that. So it was rather impossible not to notice the relief that the other man showed.

Well, best to start with an introduction right? Nathanial was at least wearing the uniform (he hoped he was wearing it properly), and even had the little name thing that somehow stuck to his clothing. (Hello, my name is Nathanial). So approaching the other, he stopped a few paces away and gave a half-bow, left hand brought up partly over his chest. "Hello, I am Nathanial Brownhill, and it is a pleasure to meet you."

Re: Nathanial Intro

[dulcet_cellist]

Whatever Sebastian had been expecting this was not it. Half-bow, hand over chest, so very polite and proper. Handsome, too. He swallowed that thought immeiately and lightly cleared his throat.

"Sebastian." Don't sound like an idiot. "Sebastian Cart--Anderson. Supplies." Full name seemed like a bit too much when meeting someone new. He could almost hear Jack laughing over his hesitation.

[hunter_marked_soul]

Nathanial's expression was neutrally pleasant. Not a smile really, but polite. "As I said, a pleasure Sebastian." Supplies hmm? Presumably that meant the other was in an actual named role for this endeavor.

"You're in charge of Supplies?" He wanted to confirm. "Perhaps then, all of this is far more familiar to you than it is to me?"

[dulcet_cellist]

"Familiar?" Oh no. "Um...not really? But I'm good with-with certain things so it seemed like a job I could handle. To be useful."

For a moment all he could do was stare, a little lost in the color of Mr. Brownhill's eyes. Blinking and glancing away, Sebastian found his slightly polite smile and reminded himself he wasn't the same person he'd been in high school.

"I'm sorry. Um...What can I do to help? I..may be new here, but it isn't completely unfamiliar."

[hunter_marked_soul]

There was something odd about his eyes--certainly you didn't see a pale golden brown often in a red-head. But it wasn't something so easily accounted for as that. Just...something off.

"From what I gather, all of this is far more advanced than what I might be used to. 'Tis like a novel or two I recall snippets of, by one Jules Verne. About a highly advanced vehicle that could travel beneath the oceans, or about a trip to the moon." So all of this was clearly futuristic to Nathanial--that was the problem.

[dulcet_cellist]

"Jules Verne." Sebastian had read a few of Jules Verne's novels so he understood the reference. If Jules Verne was highly advanced he had to wonder from when Mr. Brownhill was from.

"It's very...advanced, even from my experience, but I can help with anything you need."

Mr. Brownhill was definitely intersting and different.

[hunter_marked_soul]

"It's a ship unlike what I expected to encounter, considering I'm more familiar with those that travel on the water. The clothes are strange too, though nothing so far has been so unfamiliar I can't grasp its use. Although I did not recognize much of the indoor plumbing, though I could grasp that it existed." It was almost said with something like relief, as Nathanial confessed all of that.

[fourglasswalls]

"Hello!" Glass waved furiously, though at no point did he actually stop raiding the food furiously. "Quick, display your nametag prominently so I know who you are!"

[hunter_marked_soul]

The abruptness had Nathanial subtly alert, as if there might be a threat around. A blink of pale-golden-brown eyes, and his head tilted as he regarded the other. For a moment, before Nathanial looked down at himself, at his uniform. Was his nametag not properly displayed? He'd had no option to affix it himself--it had simply appeared.

"Beg pardon?"

[fourglasswalls]

"Right, that's the way!" Glass said, as if the other guy had actually done anything. "Nathanial, huh? So whaddya go by? Nathan or Nate or Nat or Na? Or Big Na-Na The Niel? Nay-to-the-than-to-the-thiel-thiel-thiel? If you haven't thought of any of these and you like them, you can steal them, by the way. I'm the last person to get in the way of a guy and his hip-hop-slash-DJ name of choice."

[hunter_marked_soul]

"I'm sorry--are you by any chance mad, sir?" Nathanial's tone as he asked this question was quite serious. Both gentle and sympathetic if the other was, without any negative judgment. It was also quite ironic, coming from him.

Still, if he was dealing with a madman, he'd rather know so he could adjust accordingly.

[fourglasswalls]

"No way! I'm in a very good mood." Man, did this guy sense his Rage? That could be a problem in the future!

[hunter_marked_soul]

Perhaps he'd phrased his question wrong. "I mean, are you touched in the head slightly? I recognize you're speaking words, and they almost make sense. Yet some of them could be so much gibberish for the understanding of them to me."

[fourglasswalls]

"Oh! No, it's cool." Glass flashed the dude a thumbs-up. "We're from really different places, obviously, so it's just culture. We'll find an understanding eventually! Like, where I'm from, no one would say, 'for the understanding of them to me', but I got what you meant."

[hunter_marked_soul]

Nathanial blinked, head tilted slightly. "I suppose that's true. And I go by Nathanial, if I'm understanding your previous question correctly without all the excess words."

[fourglasswalls]

"Really, not shortened at all? That seems so formal. Plus bad in a crisis. Imagine if everything's on fire and the walls are collapsing and we have to alert you. By the time we got done with your name -- fwoosh!" Glass flicked his fingers to indicate Nathanial bursting into flames.

[callsignhornet]

"Take it easy..." Shepard said, dryly amused at the energetic display of hunger before her. "You might choke before you get to enjoy the food."

[fourglasswalls]

"Naw, I've made it this far, I'm good." This was nothing compared to eating a third of his body weight in one single meal! "Better get some if you want some!"

[callsignhornet]

Still entertained, Shepard scoffed and shook her head lightly. Clearing her throat, she straightened out her jacket, so the Shepard - Captain was highly visible.

“Look, all I’m saying is others should get their first before you get your seconds…”

She canted her head to make sure she got a good look at him.

“Glass.”

[fourglasswalls]

"Oh yeah, you're totally right! As soon as I stop having firsts!"

Not a clever joke or wordplay or misdirection. Glass really is just that sort of cheerfully innocent.

[callsignhornet]

Shepard took a deep breath, before lightly tapping Glass on the shoulder.

“Could you turn around? Didn’t catch what part of the crew you were with.”

[fourglasswalls]

"I'm Security!" said Glass, turning -- a full circle, with his arms at his side, and then another one with them over his head. She wanted to get a good look at him, right? That's what she'd meant, he was sure of it.

[callsignhornet]

Shepard barely managed to suppress the look of surprise that threatened to explode across her features. Instead, she gently put one hand out to stop him as he turned, ensuring they were facing one another.

"So, you mind telling me about yourself?"

Hopefully, his cheerful demeanor meant that talking was a good way to keep him from clearing the refreshments table singlehandedly.