A Disorienting Orientation

With the fall of the UWUC and the home world of Sigma, came the rise of Station 2. To some it may have seemed spontaneous, how it was simply gone one second then there the next. It would be outrageous that Lenina had planned all of this out... And it had gone perfectly. Of course it was a bit premature to be celebrating, there were so many other things too worry about now that the humans were 'free', but that wasn't important currently, securing the rules of Station 2 was. Lenina expected her rule to be questioned, no doubt some of the more rebellious humans would, so it was best too make sure that they understood the rules and punishments before they even thought of betraying her. A part of her was lusting for someone to try and defy her rule just to make them suffer, being a UWUC delegate she didn't get many chances to torture anyone.

The Empress herself was too give an audience to her people. The auditorium was still under construction, and so instead, The Empress herself had decided that the docking bay would be a much better choice. There was only a single spaceship there, a sleek cruiser that mimicked the shape of a crane, it's wings crooked at its side. Lenina had arranged for all forty-five humans too assemble in front of the machine, while she stood on top of the cockpit looking down upon them.

Etrius piloted the tiny transport shuttle and zipped right into the docking bay through the airlock, flying around almost too fast to follow and missing all of the stuff in the bay by bare inches. "This your stop man! Out the back way, ya ready?" "Ready!" Yelled Sam over the engines "Jump!". The shuttle proceeded to fly back out of the bay and through the airlock while Sam proceeded to free-fall for about 300 feet, using his flywheel power to drastically decrease his inertia all the way down. He hit the ground with a sickening smack and bounced into the air before coming back down and landing in a heap on the floor in front of the giant ship, getting up and teetering around a bit, he finally righted himself and snapped a salute to nobody in general in the direction of the ship until his vision came back. "Uh, Is anyone here yet?" He said began scanning around while dropping the salute.

Ten crept into the room through one of the manual service tunnels, staying down until the room filled up with enough people for him to slip into the crowd unnoticed. After almost pulling a dutchman at an uncompleted section of the ship, he was eager to get out of the tunnels, which were certainly a good way to sneak around unnoticed, but it was not a good idea while the station was still under construction. Making a fast break for the rear of the massive cruiser, he sat down and caught his breath while pulling out his little data pad with which he decided he would catch up on his reading.

OOC: Fail

Jairus stood nearly directly below Lenina, his head almost touching the bottom of the spaceship. For the few minutes it took for everyone to assemble, he had been quietly standing here, motionless. Most people probably hadn't even noticed him. His hands were folded behind his back, concealing a moderately large laser rifle.

When it seemed pretty much everyone was here, he brought his rifle to bear and slammed the butt of the rifle against the solid iron floor. "OFFICER ON DECK!" he barked loudly in his no-nonsense commander tone, one that immediately demanded respect and silence. He had plenty of practice using the monotone voice over the past months. Though he wasn't sure about it being correct for an empress. "Listen up!"

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Kenji twitched, paying little to no attention to his 'superiors' in front of him. Instead he looked around the room, at the mile of dull grey iron surrounding him. This beat the apartments any day.

He was still wearing a half-scorched standard-issue military uniform he had been given prior to the counterattack on Sigma. He'd change later... for now, the charcoal uniform just made him feel cooler.

Dori watched as Jairus yelled about something or other. She had just been looking at Lenina, standing over them all. Dori wondered if she'd fall. Fandoria Bastille hadn't met any of the other humans yet, but she wasn't exactly shy so she doubted it'd be much of a problem making friends. Unlike back on earth, she actually resembled a normal person here. Everyone else was so weird, she loved it. Her new empress was especially eccentric. So Dori waited for Lenina to make her announcement, looking at her fellow members of the human race while doing so.

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Chester stood among the remnants of his race, feeling like he belonged, but at the same time a little odd. With his Type B personality it was pretty easy to feel uncomfortable around so many new faces.

ooc: So I was gonna post with Lobo too... But... I don't want to in this post.

Ugh. Here we go. This looked like it would turn out to be some kind of official speech. He honestly expected someone that seemed... A little more important to tell them something, you know, in a form of an alien? He'd already been to one of these "orientations" that was given out when they've gone somewhere new to live and thrive and however and it seemed like every time something ended badly. Hmphf. Third time's the charm?

Cezar looked about the docking bay boredly, paying little attention to every person there. Xeda stood next to him, arms folded and looking none too happy, watching Lenina like a hawk to prey. She obviously wanted an explanation and for this show to get on the road, but they'd have to wait--and listen up! as the guard so delicately put it. Well, let's get the bad news runnin'.

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Suzie grinned widely, beaming with all delight as if she'd won a medal. Looking around this place she couldn't help but be happy! Rubble and beams and death. That's all Sigma seemed to bring. A horrible onslaught of suffering. Now it was over and Sigma was gone, and good riddance to it! It was a horrible place to live in comparison to this much better place. She watched Lenina above, eyes bright and waiting eagerly. It was no doubt that Suzie had high expectations for this and no part of her even hinted the possibility of failure. She did not know Lenina, just her name which she found out after asking around, but looking at her now she looked confident, smart, and a strong force to be challenge, radiating authority that demanded and deserved respect.

She, in whole, looked like a leader. Up so high and looking so important, wasn't she? Nothing could be done without a leader and watching her, Suzie was hoping that she was that and was glad knowing (assuming) she just was. A woman to bring about change for the best, a woman about to speak. Even as no one spoke aloud she could hear the speech already, promising only good things to come. Everything would get better, it would go. And with the beat of your heart and with every inhale of breath happiness and peace would spread and add to the greatness.

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Cosmas stood at attention, watching the crowd with the look of a well trained guard. Stone-faced and distant to all those other than the current commanding officer and the head of the show. He stood at the near the back next to the main exit, there to stop all those from exciting. He had clear view of Jairus where he stood as well as each human and that Lenina one at the top.

So this was how it would be then? He'd gone from guarding to becoming a soldier and then guarding again. They all seemed to come under hectic circumstances, but it didn't much matter to him so long as he still got his paycheck. It came as somewhat of a surprise to see Jairus after he was carried off by a mutated bird monster into the distance. It had made him wonder briefly how many of the other soldiers in the task force were still alive. He knew that the ones he had been left with were either dead or permanently missing. He knew for a fact Target's untimely death had been caused mostly from Cosmas' own doing as well as a few others from civilians. He doubted many of them would be coming back from the now obliterated planet and found it best that they were forgotten completely.

He focused his attention on the humans a small part on his other surroundings, watching for possible negative disruptions.

OOC: I meant to post with Ronny, but... XI I didn't feel like it anymore.

((*Supposes she should post here* e.e))

Todd stood near his friend, Suzie. Ever since that building had collapsed on them in Sigma, he'd been staying close to her side, like a lost puppy. His brown eyes gleamed with curiosity as he followed her gaze. Sometimes he heard the other humans talking about Lenina; they said she was crazy, more often than not! But, come to think.... Everything that had happened to them in their lives had been crazy, huh? Aliens... The Earth blowing up.... Sigma blowing up.... Ah. Very strange times indeed.
((... *Not sure what this is* XI *Is frightened*))

Yang growled slightly, fidgeting. Ever since Sigma.... He'd gotten there only to see Yin.... Like that. It was safe to say that around thirty Evoknights would never see/hear/move again from burn injuries. He'd also found a small chip. It looked like some kind of strange technology, so he'd give it to Game later to let the boy do with it as he wished. Wow. That was a disturbing thought....

Rai just sort of minglined. He'd been told to listen so he would. Some part of his memory would retain the information that would linger in the front lobe in his brain and never reaveal itself to him. The boy frowned slightly, his slate-gray eyes impatient. So far he hadn't seen Cpdy anywhere...

((SUPAHFAIL!))

"Bravo, Samuel O'Neil, bravo!" Lenina applauded, watching with mixed emotions as he went around showboating through the hangar. It was a vaguely impressive, but not something that concerned her at the moment. The growing crowd that was literally standing at her feet had- roughly -her complete focus. "Looks like everybody who is anybody is already here..." she muttered to herself, just before Jairus bellowed at the top of his lungs, the drill sergeant-esque voice reverberated through the halls. She could really get used to having a herald every where she went. "Thank you, Colonel Jairus." she said her voice a whimper compared to his. Clearing her throat, she took a deep breath and began her speech. "Most of you are lucky to be alive right now, and are probably wondering how you are to fare now that the UWUC has been obliterated, along with our former home planet. You may be wondering who we should turn to in this dark hour, who will provide for us, and keep us from drifting into the sun and becoming a faded blotch on the tapestry of the universe..." she paused, letting this sink in, knowing that the thought of becoming nothing after surviving this long would have a major impact on some of the humans.

"Money retrieved from the accounts of the UWUC has been... Laundered for our personal gain. This installation is called Station 2, it was going to be the second in a line of extravagant apartments placed around Sigma in the event of overpopulation. Of course, Station 1 was destroyed in the invasion. Station 2 as of yet is incomplete, but we of the human race are in luck to have the CEO of one of the Jexian Galaxies largest corporations on board with us. Samuel O' Neil." Lenina, of course had never talked about having O'Neil Armories fund the completion of Station 2, but she assumed that he would... Pick up the tab, since it was his race that was in jeopardy, and if he didn't she had other ideas. This was truly just a test in loyalty. "Now, that you understand a bit of where you are, let me tell you the rules of this installation, because without them, this will become a madhouse in a minute."

"You all will receive your designated rooms once you leave the hangar, and you may put your... luggage there, if you wish. A PDA will be waiting for you that will be your guide through Station 2. It will contain all you need to know about the Station. As for rules, there are only a few... You must never enter an off-limits area, should you do so, there will be severe punishments." She left the punishments to their imagination. Tampering with any of the equipment is forbidden, as well as starting fights with any of your fellow survivors. Contact of any kind with those abroad will not be tolerated. Any other rules you will find inside of your PDA. Thank you for your time. You are all dismissed."

OOC: Now, was that so difficult?