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Date & Time: Evening, 10th February 3312
Location: Transport Room
Characters: Open To All
Summary: Everyone is brought into the transport room at roughly the same time, in a great succession and flow of imported individuals. Everyone is being lead around in small bundles, or left to their own devices together inside the Initiative Hold.
Warnings: None.

Widespread and crowded, everyone is being transported into this unusually bright room with an efficiency that is almost horrifying. One after the other, new people are appearing -- being led, shown around and then ultimately abandoned with one final phrase; "Good luck."

The Initiative Hold is wide, like a small town in its depth and industry. You've received your weapon; you've got your keys, your netbook, and one of those robed strangers has shoved a small pouch full of what you can only assume is money into your open palm. You've been given an apartment, but where on earth -- are we on earth? -- is it? Your best opportunity right now is to mingle; at least, that's what everyone else appears to be doing. Those strangers in the robes have left. They're tending to the people who are arriving, one by one and in a quick procession. Energy bustles all around you, as you're strapped up with your sudden gifts and looking around.

Hey, maybe you'll even see some familiar faces.

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[The good thing about being psionic is that when people come bowling into you, you can do something about it. That something can even be a variety of things, depending on the speed of your thoughts (fast as hell more often than not, for him), and depending on the desired effect. In this case, when he hears Feferi's high squeal of a voice, he wants to catch her - but also not slam into the ground.]

[The result, as the flickering crackle of red and blue envelops them both, is an odd, floating hug off the ground, and much lost breath from his lungs.]

Oof--ow, wow, okay, hi.

[Wheeze. Breathe. And a hug back, because of all people, he is glad to see her safe and sound with him, especially after what he's heard from Equius by now. He carefully lowers the both of them, upright, to the floor.]

[ She's not at all surprised as psionics envelop them, pulling them up off the ground. It's part and parcel of the whole having a powerful psychic nerd for a boyfriend thing, and really rather neat besides.

As he hugs her back, she squeezes him a little more tightly than she probably should before he sets them back down onto the ground. The hold relaxes then, only so she can take a half step back and look him over to reassure herself that he's alright. ]

Hehehe, hi there! I'm so happy to see you're here, too!

[The psionics fade away with a fizzle-pop, and (post squeeze) Sollux starts to regain his breath. His hands linger at her waist as she steps back, retaining the reassurance of her presence while allowing the movement, too.]

I'm not tho glad to be here of all platheth, and I'm not thure why you are either. Theeing you ithn't bad at all, though. How'th--everything, I guethh? I mean hell we're in another univerthe and we're kind of part of their army now, tho ekthcuthe me for thounding thtupid when I don't really have any bathtith to go off for how to even deal with thith.

[ That bit of nonsense gets a rather firm poke in the chest in response. ]

Maybe we should look on the bright side of things this time. We're together and we're perchfectly alright, so water a few silly grubnappers going to do to us, right? It's not like they can actually make us do anything we don't want to, they're humans.

We should be excited when you think about it! Who knows what we'll run into here.

[He shifts a little, half from the poke, half from her words.]

Maybe. But they brought uth here in the firtht plathe tho I'm not jutht going to dithmithh everything that quick. Though I'll thure ath hell do what I want when I can get away with it.

[And a bit of a frown at the latter part.]

Thtill doethn't thound like the glubbing party you're making it out to be. They want uth to therve ath tholdierth.

I'm not saying it's a party, but it could be reely finteresting! I mean, cod, yeah, they want us to join their silly military force, but we can always talk it out with them. It's nothing a good glub back and forth can't cure.

[ Sorry, Sollux, she's not letting anyone talk her down this time. She's more or less alive and with her boyfriend, after all. Everything in her narrow scope of the world is absolutely fine. ]

When they yanked uth acrothh univertheth and didn't give uth a choithe in the firtht plathe? Yeah, I'm thure that it jutht taketh the right amount of ridiculouth fish noitheth in their thponge clotth to make them thee what they've done wrong.

[He's eyerolling back. Sorry too, Feferi, but he's stubborn and displeased with the situation, her presence excepted.]

It'll be okay. [ She steps until she's practically chest to chest with him. She is painfully patient with his grumbling, she can't really blame him too much for being such a pessimist. ]

We'll just watch out for each other. Nofin bad's going to happen as long as we do that.

[He sticks his tongue out, both points of it, in a gesture of distaste. He lets her step in as close as she wants, though.]

What about when they actually thtart putting uth to uthe? Tholdierth don't ekthitht for nothing, ethpethially if they're going to all thith trouble. It can't jutht be thome walk in the park. They even did that weird thing about weaponth; they're going to ekthpect uth to fight.

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