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Date: December 1st
Location: The Observatory.
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: New Transports arrive and are shuffled into the Observatory after their initial briefings.
Warnings: None.

Your arrival here has been very unceremonious. One second you were somewhere else, and now, very suddenly, your feet hit the glowing white of the Transporter pad, and you're here. You aren't alone, either. There's a crowd of others around you, each seeming just as bewildered, angry, or confused as you might feel. At the head of the group is a woman in purple robes, solemn and taciturn. She hurries over a quick overview of your intended purpose here, and gives direct answers when asked for them, but to most things she simply shows you how to access the tablet you've just been given, or tells you that the DITR's greeters will explain everything. On the tablet, you can find the history of this place and a record of what your new cohorts have experienced. Someone stands on hand to give you a weapon, and though the armory is now greatly reduced, you should be able to find something to suit you.

You're shepherded down a walkway tunnel and into the Observatory, where you will find screens mounted on three sides of the wide room; they show multiple variations of satellite images, focused on... somewhere snowy. It's difficult to say more than that, but those that record heat readings seem to suggest there are people there, where ever "there" is. It's night outside the great wide windows, and the lunar landscape isn't much to look at right now. But, hey, at least all the lights are on, right? No more creepy red emergency lighting upon arrival — not that you'd know anything about that.

You're free to explore the base, visit and use any of the VR rooms, or discover your new room and roommates, but try not to step out of any airlocks if oxygen is a requirement for your system.

Welcome to the moon base, and to the remains of Exsilium.

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[ She frowns, tilting her head slightly to study the boy. Other than that familiar shade of green there is nothing in his face that registers. ]

I do not recognize you.

[ And that's a little sad. She wishes rather desperately there was someone here she recognized. But at least this boy doesn't seem to be a threat, though his silence is puzzling. ] Do you speak?

[part of him's relieved, not being recognized. the rest of him is bracing for a repeat of a dozen and more uncomfortable conversations, all because, as far as he's concerned, he can't carry his own weight in it.

but let's not get ahead of ourselves, kiddo.

he shakes his head, while he lifts his tablet out of his belt. the blank text field is already waiting for him.]

I can write. Or sign, if you know sign language.

[he turns it and holds it out for her to read.]

[ She reads the note and shakes her head. ]

No, I don't know sign language, but I could learn it quickly, if it would help.

[ The fact that she does not actually reach out and touch him is more of a testament to the fact that she has been learning a thing or two about Earth customs. ]

[he shakes his head, certain quickly isn't an instant. face flush, he turns the tablet around so he can clear out the old and type the new, hesitating between words, deleting some...taking a minute or so to get it all down:]

You look kind of like someone I knew from my home...The same hair and eye and skin colors. Her name's Starfire. She was here for a little bit...

[ He takes so long that she almost reaches out and touches him, just to speed along the process. What a frustrating way to communicate with someone.

When he does turn the tablet around, however, she finds that she had no immediate answer to give. She reads it and then reads it again, blinking. ]

I don't understand. I am called Starfire as well. You're saying this person looked like me?

[he blinks in turn, eyebrows lifting, starting to mirror the look she's wearing.

cautiously, he nods, staring at her for a length, trying to better paint her features on the Starfire he's known. it's not an exact match, but the similarities are too obvious to gloss over.

typing again, quicker:]

She is shorter...her hair is shorter too. She's an alien from a planet far away, but I don't remember the name. She can shoot green energy out of her hands...and is very strong. She's one of the main Teen Titans, where I'm from.

[ Koriand'r stares at the screen for a minute before looking back at the boy. ]

Tamaran. The name of my planet is Tamaran. The Teen Titans are my friends.

[ She frowns. ]

This is very strange. I have never seen you before in my life.

[his mouth opens a little with surprise when she says it – Teen Titans. it's not something he's heard in...a while.

and it makes him a little sad, being unrecognized. irrationally so; it's not like he'd ever have imagined Starfire to look like this on his own!

his head shakes a little, agreeing with her on that even as he wonders about it. me either...]

It must be a different world then. Like how Robin's not the same Robin I know.

[he nods, fairly certain of that as he turns the tablet around for her to read the remark.]

[ She perks at the name she sees written on the screen. ]

Robin is here?

[ But then... What if it isn't her Robin? The doubt is unexpected and unlike her, yet studying the play of emotion across Jericho's face, she can't help but wonder. ]

What is he like? This Robin?

[his eyes roll up for a moment as he thinks about it, and one hand leaves the tablet and lifts, leveling out just shy of his own height, squinting as he tries to adjust from memory.

...yea high? he nods when he's sure, emphasizing the gesture.

but height isn't the only thing, right? words...]

His outfit is a little different from what I know...but he's still really nice and tries to do the right thing. It's been hard here though.
I think Robin is always a good person no matter what world.