Welcome Committee

[sumarusfinest]

There's been so many fresh faces to the Nexus recently, and more than a few of them have been children. Questions about finding a way home, about trying to decide if they want to go home. People wondering what to do now...

There are a few tables set out this morning in the Plaza in front of a small cafe loaded with several caraffes of coffee, breakfast pastries from more than a few different worlds and cultures, and a large pan of eggs and sausage kept warm over a chafing dish. On either end of the table are disposable plates, cups, and cutlery as well as a few welcome pamphlets in a small container. Along the front of the tables is a hand made banner.

"Meet and Greet"

Manning the tables is Katsuya Suou, red apron on and a cup of coffee in hand. He looks far too cheerful for how early in the morning it is.

"Right then, is anyone hungry? Have any questions about the nexus?"


((OOC: Feel free to mingle and threadjump in this thread. I'm trying to get people who have yet to meet to interact, so do not feel obligated to only reply to me!))

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[sumarusfinest]

"My cases? No, my work is much more ordinary. Though I do work in the violent crimes division. It is how I ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time and ended up getting roped into the extermination of demons as my predominant hobby, however."

He gives a slight sigh at that, but there isn't any real regret in his voice. Katsuya helped save his world, and made some very close friends out of the experience. Not to mention those skills have come in rather handy since.

"I have to admit, I do prefer this to ending lives, however." The baking thing.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

"I like them better up or easy, but yeah. These chicken eggs are good." Han says. He's even mostly finished chewing his food when he responds, too. Because he's classy like that. "Even scrambled."

Han takes in Red's description of the drink and it frankly sounds a little bit fancier than most of stuff he would ever consider having, but. Something about the fact the message is being delivered from Red makes it seem like he should try it.

As if it getting a recommendation from his scoundrel friend somehow made the idea of it more 'drinkable'.

"Well, if you say they're alright ..."

[icebearforpresident]

"Sure. Ice Bear will give it a shot."

[Josh has grown on the bear and it's almost like he's being treated like family at this point. As for things to do...]

"Ice Bear will need ingredients. Ice Bear has cookbooks at home. Find one for Mexican food, then go get stuff." [He pulls out his wallet from his chef apron and hands Josh a multicolored credit card. The Nexus has everything.]

"Buy what you need. Ice Bear trusts your judgment. Get snacks if you want as well."

[courtofmurk]

"Well said! Well said!" Of course the Knave is satisfied. This is going the way he expects now. He hops about so he can look around the room, eyeing one guest after another in little sharp motions. As luck would have it, there's a certain rogue in the room already...

Perfect! The captain can prove himself by doing the Court a real service! The Knave lets out a caw. "Yes! I have it!"

He takes off and flaps around to Han's shoulder - he's arrogant, but not so much as to put himself in the field of fire. Besides, all the better to perch alongside the mortal's line of sight and point out the young woman with his beak. "There! The thief! The cloaked pretender!"

[icebearforpresident]

"Of course. Let Ice Bear know if you want something else to drink. Or a refill."

[Ice Bear has been told not to ask for payment or tips, so the bear stays silent of payment types. Freddy is free to do whatever he wishes.]

"Ohio? Ice Bear has heard Ohio is not very exciting. Is this true?" [Then again, any state in the middle of the US is bound to be that way.] "Ice Bear is from San Francisco, but probably not the same world."

[icebearforpresident]

"Oh, Ice Bear is very happy that you like it."

[He may not show it, but his fur bristles upward at the praise, ears perked up and wiggling a little in place. He's definitely a strange stoic bear.]

"Ice Bear should reevaluate his goals then. Ice Bear wants what's best for brothers in the end. Money is never a bad thing." [The questioning continues.] "What is life like where Tyrion is from? Is it exciting? Enjoyable?"

[icebearforpresident]

"Even Red?"

[He means this in a serious way, but doesn't seem to be searching for a topic or weakness to hold over Red. The bear is just blunt and curious all at once, which can be disarming to the average person. As for those pastries, Ice is not going to stop Red from enjoying the treats. It's why he made so many, enough for the long walk home as well.]

"...Ice Bear is very grateful to have such a friend." [And that will be the end of mentioning that horrible run-in with the police, since the issue is buried as far as the two of them are concerned.]

[Red always seems to provide the thought provoking questions, and Ice Bear puts one paw where his chin would be.] "What do you think Ice Bear should try making next time? Any suggestions?"

[red_room]

"Which is why I'm here. Keeping an eye on things. Assessing threats."

Ready to escort anyone away at a moment's notice and if necessary take them to another world entirely where the anti-violence field does not apply. She's nothing if not an efficient security force.

[red_room]

"None of us are."

Avengers any more, she means. Natasha swirls whats left of her bellini in her glass and stares down into it for several long moments.

"Then again there is no S.H.I.E.L.D. anymore where and when I'm from, so. Natasha Romanov. You're less irritating than the Spider-Man I know."

[smartass_captain]

"Over a year now. Crazy when I think about how quick it's gone by."

That apple is going to be destroyed in short order. Jim loves his apples. He also loaded up on food though, so that will be targeted next. He may not get along with Officer Suou much, but damn can the man put out a spread.

"You liking it so far?"

Leave it to Han to turn this into a food fight. Open to all.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

It’s not an unusual for this scoundrel to play right into somebody’s hand when his pride is on the line. Never mind, that this ridiculous challenge came from a talking bird that is now perched upon his shoulder. When someone calls him out … Han Solo usually can’t help himself.
He has to answer.

When the Knave picks a person, he instantly rules out a lethal bolt. Chances are the anti-violence field would have protected the target from harm, but he doesn’t really want to put a smoking hole in someone if it turns out not to be the case. At this point, he’s thinking a quick draw of the DL-44 and a stun blast will be just about as impressive. No one would be severely harmed by his need to prove himself.

“Oh a thief, huh?” Han drawls. “Good, I don’t have to feel so bad for …”

His mouth stops moving when his eyes follow the direction that his beaked instigator is pointing to. The target is poor Amelia - just sitting at a table peacefully. Minding her own business and sipping on some hot tea. ‘Ugh.’ He thinks to himself. ‘Why did it have to be someone he knows …’

“Hey Amelia.”

Han yells. Loud enough to get her attention. Loud enough to disrupt most everybody’s breakfast. Loud enough to make it clear that Captain Solo is the one instigating this.

“I’m sorry about this.”

Han grabs a handful of his scrambled eggs from off his plate and makes a strong side arm throw at the rogue. His form is good; bringing his elbow forward, snapping his wrist and twisting his torso with the effort. Solo’s aim is good and for the most part, the eggs travel in the direction he means for them to go.

Curds of chicken egg splatter over the Amelia.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

[Continued here.]

[chiron_survivor]

"Hopefully I'll get to talk to him sometime," she says, after another sip of coffee. Unfortunately, this is already her final pass at the buffet, and she's not particularly interested in a drink for the road, but at least she won't hesitate to talk to him, should their paths cross.

"There was nothing like this when I first showed up. I mean, the people I spoke with were very helpful, but there weren't any pamphlets, or a welcoming meal. Just a bright neon sign telling you to ask a question." She frowns a little at the rest of her danish. "This really isn't the same Nexus I remember."

[fuego_de_valor]

Candela gives Miles a quick glance, as if completely caught off-guard that the teenager is sitting next to her. Not like it's a bad thing, since she probably wasn't paying attention at all and the extra company never hurt anyone.

"Didn't even hear you sit down." She's closing her book now, worried that it'll take up too much space on the table. She also fears losing her reading material to a spilled glass of orange juice or coffee, which might just happen.

"Having a pretty good morning so far? Are the baked goods worth checking out at all?"

[ikicklotsafaces]

There are Avengers where Miles is from. New Avengers. Old Avengers. A team full of female avengers. It seems like you can hardly meet a superhero where he's from that hasn't been an Avenger for at least a week or two.

But it does tell him that they're not from the same reality. Should he ... tell her what his name is? It seems like professional courtesy since she did give him her's. And how much trouble can it get him into if she's not even from the same version of earth as he is?

"I'm Miles." He says when he's finished chewing and swallowing. "I try not to be irritating when I can help it."

[ikicklotsafaces]

Surprise! He was hidden in plain sight. He's found it's ironically one of the best ways to be concealed. It's even more effective than his camouflage power, sometimes.

"Oh, I can't say it's been bad. Kinda cool to see everyone turn out." He says with a slight smile. For a moment, he almost blurts out about trying the pastelitos, but then he remembers he was in costume for that part.

"Ah. No. I had breakfast before I knew this was going on. Might grab a snack for the road, though. After I finish my drink." Then he thinks you ask, "are you new here, too?"

[zombots]

Vaclav didn't even see her when he went to ask Miles for a place to sit. With a plate with a huge helping of whatever he was able to fit on his plate, he places both his plate and a cup of coffee down at the empty place at the table.

"Thank you!" He sounds enthusiastic to find himself a place to sit so he can enjoy a hot meal.

He sits himself down and he lifts a hand up to move his hair from out of his eyes. "I guess this is what happens when I decided to come late, and I'm just happy that there was still plenty of food left." His eyes look at the scrambled eggs and sausage like a child looks at candy in a candy store. And it doesn't take him long to spear one of many sausages with his fork and bite into it.

"As for your question, yes, I just arrived here not too long ago." Vaclav looks between the two. "Name's Vaclav Koller."

[iwasforgiven]

"You're right, it would be in the best interests of the Nexus but I'm more than sure there are people here who would take advantage of the resources and technology that my world has." Jack is fine with non-humans, but he knows that a universe where time travel exists can be dangerous in anyone's hands.

And his lengthy experience in the field has shown him what those with ill motives are capable of. "So what does this place have in the way of making sure people don't abuse these portals?"

[lucifersvessel]

"I can see why, and so far, we haven't come across any dragons back home. And you know, I'm okay with that." Sam knows how much trouble they can have with the regulars, and having a giant dragon causing havoc is more than he wants to deal with. It might be cool, but it might be downright horrific."

And there is a nod of his head, and Sam finally starts to eat the rest of his food before it gets cold. "We've been doing it as far as both of us can remember." Even though Sam made an attempt to try to live a normal life. "Even if I took a break to further educate myself, and considered trying to do what normal people back home do."

[fuego_de_valor]

"Not a problem at all. I'm Candela and it's nice to meet you both."

She'd offer Vaclay a handshake, but completely understands the art of wanting to eat first. Instead, she just flashes a smile to both of them.

"Same. I hopped in a few weeks ago by accident, but I was able to get back home easier than most. Now the Nexus is a pretty great place to relax and take a break."

Her hands wrap around the warm mug of coffee, but she's not rushing to take a drink. It's rather fun talking with new people from new worlds. "What about you two? Is this your second home or a new place to start one?"

[ikicklotsafaces]

"Oh, I can't leave home I'd ..."

Yikes, there he goes almost blurting out something else he shouldn't have. What is it with him today? He should remind himself not to go back to the same place he's been hanging out as Spider-man all morning.

"... miss my family." He says and then, coughs a dry cough. "I found my door pretty quickly, so. I've been able to travel back and forth without much trouble."

[bratan]

"And if anything does happen, I have your back. As for assessing threats, I'm also looking to find allies as well."

As for the anti-violence field, Adam's sure he can find some way to get around it that doesn't resort into someone leaving with a busted nose or arm.

[zombots]

Vaclav listens with a mouthful of food, and he then looks up at the two kids with a little bit of envy. He's here due to his own world no longer being safe, and if the guy he works on wasn't working here, he would be either dead or living underground still.

He swallows his food, and he looks between both Candela and Miles. "I'm going to be living here." He admits. "Things back home aren't exactly going so great, and I figured this place beats living in a sewer and..." He isn't sure how to explain the rest, so he goes to stab another sausage and take a bite of it.

"But missing one's family is a good enough reason not to want to go back and forth. So what do you both intend to make of your time here other than taking a break?"

[fuego_de_valor]

"Nothing wrong with living here, especially if your own world isn't safe anymore." There's dangerous aspects of her world, but none that force Candela to live in a sewer. Darn these young teenagers who get to do as they please without worrying about bad things...sorta.

"I do a lot of research back home, so I might starting using the Nexus to help me out with that. Or as a new place to get exercise. Sometimes being a home can get a little hectic, so the peace and quiet helps." She finally takes a sip of coffee, enjoying the unique blend.

"Don't know what all I can do, but if you need help Vaclav, I can try to be of assistance. No sense in leaving someone who needs help stranded."

[bratan]

"Remind me not to step foot in your world."

Adam is walking back to his seat with a cup of coffee in his hand, and he looks between both Jack and Katsuya. "Both of you have a good point, and I also want to make sure that I can keep what's in my own world from finding this place." He reaches a hand for a chair and he pulls it out so he can take a seat.

"But he does raise a good question." As far as Adam is aware, the police here are to make sure people don't get kidnapped and keep the peace inside of the Nexus itself. But how does one deal with anyone who goes into another world with the wrong intentions is a big concern of Adam's as far as this world goes. And his as well. He can only imagine the chaos that might happen if The Illuminati were to find something that would end the world he knew.