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?"


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happy hour can be any hour of the day

[icebearforpresident]

[Coffee? Breakfast? These are all good things, but let's face it, socializing involves alcohol. It's the perfect device to incite conversation and help people to interact with one another.

But you, a denizen of the Nexus may ask: how can one have alcohol in the morning? Well, that's where the bear steps in. No more than a few feet away from Katsuya's buffet bonanza is a white polar bear who's got a mini-bar set up. All sorts of fluted wine and champagne glasses are set out, being filled with different alcoholic drinks: Bellini's and Mimosa's. Maybe if you're nice, he might actually take a special request for certain drinks. But, for the most part, Ice Bear is very approachable and will be more than chat it up with new and old friends alike.]

[brother_alone]

Did someone say alcohol and free food?

Because a certain hobo young man is all about free food made by Ice bear and alcohol to go with it. Josh has a hoodie pulled over his flannel today what with the dip in temperature. He gives an appreciateive glance up at the cafe behind the setup.

"Thanks for getting me a key to the place. I'm getting the haunted house set up for the big shindig at Halloween. it's coming along real well."

[icebearforpresident]

[Completely.

Dips in temperature do not bother Ice Bear as he puts the finishing touches on another drink. He gives Josh a small nod of the head, while putting aside an empty bottle of wine.]

"Not a problem. Hope Jack Frost has not been causing you trouble while getting settled in." [It's probably the latter, since Ice has stopped by once or twice to see stacks of dvd's left out. Better than the remnants of food.]

"Ice Bear is excited for it. And movie night. And candy. Ice Bear wants all the KitKats." [He points to the alcohol glasses in front of him.]"Drink?"

[barre_none]

Guess who else is up early and probably just as cheery?

Grace was passing by when she noticed the tables and smelled food and coffee, so she's just going to casually investigate, apple in hand.

[sumarusfinest]

"Good morning Miss, please feel free to help yourself."

There aren't too many folks here quite yet as it's still early, but ever the responsible host Katsuya gestures around to the few who are here and smiles.

"Feel free to mingle, and we'd be happy to answer any questions you might have."

[barre_none]

"Oh, thank you"

While she doesn't take any of the food, she does help herself to some coffee, holding the apple in her mouth while her hands are occupied. Once that's done, she gives Katsuya a smile.

"This is a good idea - I didn't know there were that many new people here now."

[bratan]

Adam tends to be more of a loner but if he has to return to the life of a cop getting out to in the public is important. But perhaps it is the lure of the sweet children's cereal and coffee that brought him here. But it is more of both. And there he sits by the window with his coat draped over a neighboring chair, his back is to the window and he has himself facing the people as they come in. His gold sunglasses still cover his eyes, and the light glistens off his sleek black metal arms.

It feels great to be out in the light for once. And all of this work is bringing back his fonder memories of being a regular beat cop back in Detroit long before his rise to SWAT, Sarif, and the path his life has taken.

He still has plenty of questions to ask about this place he is going to call home, and a place that he has now sworn himself to protect. With spoon in hand, he goes to dig into the sugar coated rainbow vomit in front of him, and he doesn't hesitate to dig into it. But the smell of bacon and eggs are really tempting.

Adam's stomach finally caves in to lure him to something better than his standard. He gets to his feet and he makes his way to the line where he helps himself to some bacon and eggs along with a side of potatoes to go with it. "I have more than my share of questions to ask about this place, but they are ones that might be best answered through experience."

[iwasforgiven]

"Nothing like a fresh cup of coffee and some pastries to go with it." Jack Harkness will never turn down a cup of coffee, and he is quite happy to meet some of the new arrivals. And he has been keeping himself busy with his new home after he and The Doctor opted to have some breathing space. And sitting in front of him is an application or two, but even he tends to get light in the feet and prefers to saunter off. And one of those applications just happens to be for The Nexus police.

He is sitting at a table, and he reaches a hand for the cup of coffee and he takes a drink before he goes to look at the people who have came in. "One thing that never was clear was exactly how we can visit other worlds. Is it at will or do we need permission from whoever the portal belongs to." A life of adventure on worlds Jack has never visited is far more interesting than playing copper.

And way more interesting than settling down again even if it might be nicer to grow some roots again.

By popular demand ...

[twelve_not_fourteen]

A breeze drifts through the plaza and with it, a certain traveler. He's not up early, so much as he just hasn't gone to bed yet. You can't tell he's tired by his walk. He swaggers along with his typical confidence, but his eyes betray him. There's a touch of redness in the white of them. A glassiness that usually isn't there.

It doesn't take the most alert version of Han Solo to notice that there are tables in front of the cafe that he knows Ice Bear works at. The smell of breakfast too, which, is ultimately what lures him over. His time in the Nexus has created a fondness in the spaceman for 'chicken eggs'.

Hrm.

Han cocks his head to the side and regards Katsuya for a moment. There are a couple of answers to his question that spring to mind that, to be honest, aren't all that friendly. Being up so many hours straight has made his patience a little thinner than usual, but he can see no reason that he should be overtly rude. Not when food that is apparently there for the taking is on the line.

"Yes." Han says simply, forcing a smile and offering a too friendly pat on the shoulder for someone he is literally just meeting for the first time. "And no."

Then his legs begin to move him forward, hitting the ground in a cadence that is typical for him. A plate is grabbed, eggs are portioned out upon it and Captain Solo helps himself to a place to sit. You'll find him at a table by himself, with his boots propped up on it. He's holding the plate in one hand and handling the fork with the other.

[fresh_to_deaf]

Where there's free food, Djem is likely not far away - even if it is early. With a plateful of several pastries too many, he's happy enough sitting at one of the tables, hood up against the breeze, sleepily scrolling through his phone.

While he's not against having company, you might need to tap him on the shoulder or try to pull his plate away to get his attention; he's pretty much in his own world.

[sumarusfinest]

"I trust you are not a morning person."

Han is a familiar face around the Nexus, though not one Katsuya has had the pleasure of speaking with one on one before. He will happily set a cup of coffee down on the table next to where Han has settled himself.

If he has anything to say about the pilot's posture or lack there of, he keeps it to himself. His eye twitches just slightly though.

[sumarusfinest]

"It's fairly straightforward. Unless a door is sealed anyone can walk in. I keep my own sealed and protected to prevent the dangers of my world from escaping here to the Nexus...."

He speaks as though he's seen something like that happen before. Though Katsuya does thank him for the appreciation showed toward the food.

[smartass_captain]

Jim is careful to wait until Djem isn't trying to swallow his food before he taps the kid on the shoulder and settles down across form him at the table, a cup of coffee and a plate of eggs and sausage in hand.

Got enough to eat there, pal?

[brother_alone]

"Definitely."

Josh does not turn away the offer of a drink. Just let him get a plate and some eggs, sausage, and a chocolate croissant and he will be right back for that Mimosa.

"The little guy isn't too much trouble once I got used to him. S'kinda cute."

[juststeverogers]

There are plenty of available seats, though the closest is next to a rather slim man nursing a cup of coffee with a half finished plate of eggs and a cherry danish on his plate.

"Still doesn't hurt to pop in for a meal and meet the locals." Steve is one of the more permanent faces here in the Nexus, and never misses a chance to do his part when these events come up.

[chiron_survivor]

Things on Adia's world haven't gotten so bad (yet) that she's starving, but it's been a long time since she's seen such a welcoming display of food. Her grumbling stomach overrides her cautious nature and she helps herself to a couple of pastries as well as some eggs. Her only question at the moment is how she's going to juggle a full plate with a cup of coffee and a handful of disposable cutlery.

[iwasforgiven]

The word dangers gets Jack's attention, and he can't exactly pinpoint what drew them here and if there is even a portal where the TARDIS landed. "Okay now that is a problem. And my own world isn't a stranger to danger, and last thing this place needs for anyone to find this place." And with a universe as vast as Jack's own that is just teaming with dangers.

He reaches out for his biscuit and he takes a bite. "So how does one close one of these portals?" Jack asks knowing there is always a risk to something like closing an interdimensional portal.

[bratan]

"No it doesn't. It gives you a chance to get to know and learn about the people here." Adam looks at the plate of food, and it has been a bit since he's had a decent meal so he doesn't hesitate to dig in.

And he does manage to stop for air, and he looks back to Steve with a fork in hand. "And it allows you to see the people as something more than just another face who you're protecting."

[drehnifusbahi]

The thing about long-term habits is that they're dann hard to break. Which is why Vanyel, a lifelong early riser, is generally up with the sun even when he doesn't truly need to be.

Such is the case this morning; what started as a simple walk ends with him drawn toward the cafe by the smell of cooking meat, and into it by the promise that all the food is free. (That's an offer he will probably never turn down, no matter how old he gets.)

"Gods yes," he replies to that first question, and makes a beeline for the sausage.

Narration said that he was an early riser; it never claimed he was a morning person.

[morbidmausoleum]

The guildsmen of the Mausoleum are free to spend the daylight hours however they please; for Dinah, that means visiting the Nexus now that she has a reliable route there and back.

The smell of coffee and pastries hits her nose the moment she enters the Plaza, and she wastes no time following it to its apparent point of origin. She may not need to eat or drink anymore, but that doesn't mean she can't, or that she doesn't like to when she gets a chance.

Upon entering the cafe, she makes an immediate beeline for the coffee. She'll get to the food (and the mingling) in just a minute.

[barre_none]

Noticing how much the young woman has to carry, Grace approaches her with a smile. She's only holding a cup of coffee, so she's happy to help.

"Need a hand?"

[fresh_to_deaf]

Looking up at the tap, he gives him a sleepy grin, which quickly becomes sheepish as he glances down at his own plate.

I didn't want to have to get up again if I was still hungry after the first one

Teenage laziness, fresh off the press ladies and gents.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

Coffee is a mixed blessing at this point. Yes, it will make him more awake. On the other hand, it's also going to stave off sleep for that much longer. Still, it's warm and it smells good and ... now it's right there. He has to have a damn good reason to turn down a drink - whatever the kind - when someone hands one to him.

"I'm a whatever I need to be kind of person."

The life of a smuggler isn't one of a fixed schedule. Sometimes, he needs to be somewhere early. Othertimes, the sound of a certain alarm that his ship is making will rouse him from whatever sleep he's trying to get. He just does what he needs to do to keep his ship flying.

Also, those boots sure aren't going to go anywhere if someone doesn't say something about it. It's a comfy pose for the scoundrel.

"Thanks for the food."

[pathfromdarknesstogrey]

((As I've got work this afternoon and tomorrow, replies might be slow))

Free food? She can work with that. Dia's not exactly new, but she can certainly answer a few questions, and likely still stands out a little, in her black, loose robes. Even with the hood down, and saber attached to her belt.

Calling it 'Coffee', though, was a little new to her. She knew the beverage as 'Caf'.

But hey, a caffeinated jolt is a caffeinated jolt in any reality or galaxy.

[chiron_survivor]

Adia turns, awkwardly holding the plate and utensils with one hand while she adds a bit of milk to her coffee. "Oh... thank you." She smiles gratefully at Grace, even if she also seems a bit chagrined, like she's been caught taking more than her fair share. "I just need to find a place to sit and put all of this down."