HQ: The 'Ready Lounge'

[Rybaer]

"Kid Dino."

The door slides open and a boy just on the brink of puberty tromps melodramatically into the room. He has a heavy backpack slung over one shoulder and is wearing an oversized hooded sweatshirt with the Resolutes logo embroidered on the front. The kid looks around the room, trying to figure out if there's anyone in here that he recognizes.

"Hey guys," he says. "Can you believe that they already hired a tutor for me...and I got homework on the first day!? I figured I'd get a pass for at least a couple months or so. So much for bureaocratic inefficiency."

He tosses his backpack on an empty table and fetches two cans of Pepsi and a bag of Cheetos from the kitchen. He gives a longing look toward the television and game system before reluctantly dredging a history textbook out of his bag.

 

[hafrogman]

Handsome raises one eyebrow at the age of the latest arrival. In the end he shrugs to himself, who is he to say who they hire? He waves a hand or six idly at the boy.

"Good to meetcha Kid. My commiserations on the forced educational labor."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Sierra Perseis," there is a voice from outside the door.

*The door opens, and an incredibly beautiful young woman with long black hair and an daringly cut red gown trimmed with silver sashays into the ready room nonchalantly, expecting the relative emptiness, she addresses the room in a melodic voice:*

"Well, I wonder if this place will more interesting than it was a few weeks ago. How about a party?"

*As she turns to gaze at the two other occupants of the room, her blue eyes meet each of theirs with an unwavering smile. She puts a finger to her full lips.*

"Well, perhaps not enough for a party yet, again, but it's a start, right? But how rude of me."

*She waves in greeting.*

"You may have heard of me. The name is Sierra. Sierra Perseis. A pleasure to meet you all."

 

[Bront]

"Gun Monkey," says the sidearmed simian. He strides through the doors.

"You know, they make these uniforms flame proof, acid resistant, impact resistant, and tear resistant, you think they'd make them shrink resistant. But no... a little water, and next thing you know, you're bouncing around on national TV with split pants."

Gun Monkey grabs some darts and sits on a stool a good thirty feet away and absentmindedly throws darts into patterns on the board.

"Or was I the only one who got the defective set? Wouldn't suprise me."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I wouldn't know--the one they gave me was fairly ugly, so I just don't wear it. Does yours still have a split? I can fix that...at least for now," Sierra replies, "Hmm...no offense intended, but are you normally a monkey? I only ask because there was someone here before who was transformed and I could help him."

 

[Bront]

"You're supposed to pick your colors you know," Gun Monkey says. "I ain't been nothing else as long as I've known. Got something against it?"


OOC: Check out the uniform in the approved stuff. You don't leave on a mission without it (baring specific circumstances).

 

[Salix]

Titan watches the newcomers arrive, a little more surprised with each new arrival.
Kid Dinosaur: Damn! I thought I was young.
Sierra: Nice! Its always good to have some scenery around.
Gun Monkey: Holy Whaa! What the hell is that, hey it talks.

"Hey everyone. John's my name. I go by Titan.", the big blond man says before grabbing another brew. Walking over to Chip he asks, "Watcha studying?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"You're supposed to pick your colors you know," Gun Monkey says. "I ain't been nothing else as long as I've known. Got something against it?"


OOC: Check out the uniform in the approved stuff. You don't leave on a mission without it (baring specific circumstances).

(OOC: Sierra can wear the uniform and Illusion it to not look like the hideous fashion faux pas that it is and/or not wear the uniform and illusion her normal dress into one so the high-ups won't complain )

 

[Rystil Arden]

"You're looking for scenery, John? Like what sort? How about an island luau?" Sierra teases, as she shrugs slightly and suddenly the ready room is replaced with a beautiful tropical island, and everyone is wearing traditional hawaiian luau outfits

(OOC: Yup, I know that it was a thought--she has Mind-Reading.

It looks, sounds, smells, feels, etc for all senses like it is real)

 

[Salix]

A big smile crosses John's face, "I could get used to this."