D.N.A (High Dose of Alien Rape) IC

[Suraru]

"Well then, Call me Neko, I worked on engineering with other ships, but fixing ships isn't as far as it goes. If you broke a bone or something come to me, I know some cool tricks to keep you alive if you get hurt"
Neko says leaning against back of her tank.

[Gorbaz]

Rizz keeps her sweet smile on, as she listened to everyone as they woke up and started to wonder about their surroundings. She shifted slightly in her pod so that she could get a better look at everyone. "My given name is rather difficult for Humans to pronouce" she said with her silky voice. "You can call me by my first - Rizz. As you can tell, I'm not human. I was to partake in a species exchange program to learn Human engineering principles, and perhaps pass on some of what I know"

She leaned back slightly, taking an open posture. "I am, what you would call, gifted. I also have some 50 years' training in combat techniques"

[Suraru]

"Ya, well I'm not really human either, IMA FURRY!" She said in a strange way, throwing her arms in the air, then going back to covering herself.

(I assume were naked because wearing clothes during cryo would suck!!! a lot!!)

[RavenLord]

(You are clothed, in skin tight body gloves.)

[BlueLight]

Lina slowly wakes up from her chamber expecting some one to help her out of her pod. As no one did so she opened her eyes to look around wondering why normality was different.

[MelissaB]

Christine is startled by the servo arms at first before calming down as they dress her, after it's finished dressing her she steps out of the suiting chamber looking herself over giving a small nod as she does. "Well that's one thing sorted at least... now to fine out why I was in a tank." With that she goes over to some of the online but broken terminals and tries to repair them with her omnitool looking the thing over as she does for the sign of what broke it and what needs fixing.

[RavenLord]

Lina

As she wakes up, her pods starts to open and two green optical orbs meets Lina's gaze. ....Good morning..... Mistress.... Servant droid chimes.

Chrisitne

Chrstine cant manage to get any repairs. Damage is too severe and beyond basic knowledge. But she manages to salvage a data-log which states that systems have been on emergency mode for a two and a twhousand year.

[BlueLight]

Lina cringes at the noun mistress.
"Shouldn't fellow, Followers be here to greet me?" Lina asks the droid.

[MelissaB]

Christine blinks as she reads the data log. reading back through it just to make sure she read it right. With that new knowledge having left her in a mild state of panic and a sense of loss. Christine hesitantly leaves the room in search for more answer to where she is, but not before checking any of the other tanks if there are any for signs of occupants or lack of whatever the case may be. "This can't be happening... one thousands and two years? I've been here for that long? Need to try and get this place fixed and maybe get it back of course to where ever it was headed." Christine checks her pouches in case they had anything in them as she walks down the corridor leaving the tanks behind her.

[Zender_Solarheart]

Jon starts making a mental checklist of the group, while sorting out each person's "profile" in his neuro-synced databanks for future reference.

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NAME: Neko.
SPECIES: Feline Anthro-Morph (alias term).
NOTED SKILLS: Engineering; medical treatment.
WORK HISTORY: engineer service on-board various ships, details currently unknown.
CURRENT SUGGESTION FOR ASSIGNMENT(S): Technician, medic, bio-analyst.

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NAME: Rizz (nickname).
SPECIES: Bolorian.
NOTED SKILLS: 50 years of combat training; 'gifted' (true meaning TBD).
WORK HISTORY: Assigned to species-exchange program in human engineering facilities; previous work experience unknown.
CURRENT SUGGESTION FOR ASSIGNMENT(S): Personnel defense, tactical advisor, <REDACTED>romantic advisor<REDACTED>.

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END LOG RECORD

(I guess high neuro-sync rates have their ups and downs...) Jon feels annoyed, yet slightly amused by his neuro-log's little stunt. He then glances over towards Dax, waiting for his introduction.

[daxtinator396]

Dax opens up a bit with all the introductions adn says, "Well hi, I'm Dax, and if you need something fixed im your guy! Now who has a plan? We should get a plan of our surroundings or something? Isn't that what they do on the holo-vids?

[Zender_Solarheart]

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NAME: Dax.
SPECIES: Feline Anthro-Morph (similar features to Neko; possibly same species).
NOTED SKILLS: Repairs.
WORK HISTORY: TBD.
CURRENT SUGGESTION FOR ASSIGNMENT(S): Technician, possibly as co-techie with Neko.

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END LOG RECORD.

"Well, that seems to be everyone...seems like we have ourselves a well-balanced 'team' here." Jon stands up, rolling his shoulders a little bit to loosen up the joints. "So on the 'head-count,' we have..." Jon turns to Neko, "Neko, with her engineering and medical experience..." then to Dax, "Dax, with his repair skills..." and then to Rizz, "...and last but not least, Rizz, our, as she said, 'gifted' Bolorian friend, with 50 years of combat training under her belt." Jon leans a bit closer, and speaks to her in a not-so-obvious voice volume: "And yes, I know about your species. Turns out that I've done more than ship-based security, and some jobs demanded a...proficient bit of knowledge on xeno-cultural subjects." Jon only hopes that "xeno-cultural" means the same thing to her as it does to him; that is, "cultures of extra-terrestrial locales, not native to Earth."

Jon stands back up straight, re-clears his throat, and walks towards the nearest exit door (assuming one's accessible)."So, now that we have all that squared away, I think the next step's obvious: making our way through this facility, and finding some info on just what happened here." Something passes through Jon's mind as he says this, and he turns around to dispel any similar thoughts: "And in case any of you were wondering: no, I'm not going drill-sergeant on this. If we're going to work together, we can't have one guy lording over all the others, now can we?"

Jon smirks in a friendly manner, doing what he can to keep morale high...but to be fair, he's still a little scared, himself. Fear is natural, whether you know how to fight or not; the deciding factor between the brave and the cowardly, is what they do with that fear. Well, Jon's not the type who buckles under pressure easily, so he's not too worried about that; his primary concerns are on the safety of his new friends. Like he said, teamwork is key here, which means that no one's safety should be neglected...and for that, he must remain strong, and do all he can to ensure that safety.

[daxtinator396]

"Well first things first maybe we should get some clothes on. Maybe theres a footlocker around here with our belongings before they froze us? We should try and find that before we go off anywhere

[Zender_Solarheart]

"Ah, right...sorry, my brain must still be a little loopy from cryo-stasis...that, and I'm normally used to feeling light-weight...yeah, blame the weight-dampening armor I wore in my security job." Jon had almost forgotten that he was wearing no more than a skin-tight body suit, and he hopes there's a decent set of clothes around...maybe even some armor, if he's lucky. Either one is better than what he's wearing right now; heaven forbid his eyes wander too far, and people notice a sudden..."expansion" due to what he may see. While hunting for some more modest apparel, he still keeps one eye open for anything he can use as a weapon...even a simple knife or bludgeon will do, at least for now.

-OOC: I'm assuming our characters woke up with no weapons whatsoever, so we must hunt for those. Otherwise, I'd prefer Raven (or Shinox, if he's still doing co-GM work here) point out what we may have.-

[Suraru]

"Right then..."
Neko says getting up and stretching.

(Also, she is mostly fox/dog, minor cat, but mostly canine)

[daxtinator396]

"Hmm I just figured we could all go without the *distraction* and I really want my jeans back I think I left change in my pockets," Dax said to try and lighten the mood.

[Zender_Solarheart]

Jon turns to Dax, a bit perplexed by his question; did he really think the clothes he left where he went into stasis would magically end up here? "Umm, like I said before...we're not on the same ships we used to be on. So naturally, I'm afraid your jeans are-" He stops himself mid-sentence...it seems there are a set of dresser drawers right next to each of their cryo-pods, two drawers per dresser. "And yet I wonder..."

Opening the top drawer, Jon's suspicions are confirmed: in there, just as he left them, are his shirt and vest...and his tan denim jeans and ID card are in the bottom drawer. His lucky magnum, however, is still absent. (Can't say I expected to be that fortunate...) Jon gives a soft sigh of relief, then puts on his clothes, and stores his ID card in his right pants pocket...who knows? It might come in handy.

"Well, that's another item on the list checked...yet, something still bugs me..." Jon walks over to the offline computer terminals, and gives it a quick look-over...looks indicate that it suffered some pretty heavy damage. Still, if they can at least get it working well enough to get some info, that's better than nothing. Tilting his head to the right a little, but not so much that he'd see anyone changing, Jon calls out over his shoulder: "Hey Dax, you said you're good at fixing things, right? Anything you can do with these?"

OOC: Hope I'm not messing anything up by assuming our clothes came with us, Raven...to be frank, you weren't really posting much on the subject of our group, so I chose to get things rolling just a little bit faster, and hope you would reply back soon. If necessary, I can make adjustments.

[daxtinator396]

Dax puts on his favorite jeans and tool belt which has most of his basic tools still inside unfortunately nothing that can be weaponized ,"Hmm computers arent my specialty but I'll see what i can do." Dax opens the back panel on one of the terminals and quickly delves into the maze of tangled wires and sparks and with in a few moments he quickly spots the problem, a broken backup battery, he scrounges the other terminals in search of more. "Hey Neko mind giving me a hand with this?"

[Suraru]

Neko follows Jon's lead as she also opens the dresser to find her clothes. Loose cargo jeans, a tight shirt, and a jacket to go over it. After putting them on, she noticed the word "computers, and was already on her way to help before Dax called for her.

"Yaya, hold on" She takes a quick look at the terminal Dax just studied and said "The battery isn't the only thing messed up, I could fix that just by flipping the foil inside of it, but there are also some missing cords"

[daxtinator396]

"Then maybe I'm not the person suited for this job" ," though if theres anything else I can help with on the computer Ill gladly pitch in"