Time for a big ol' Nexus Block party

[sumarusfinest]

On a sleepy summer morning a wonderful smell begins to waft throughout the Nexus. For those familiar with this place there can only be one explanation but for those new faces to the nexus this may be a strange thing: seeing so many people flocking toward the sweet and savory scents perfuming the Nexus.

There are a few tables set out this morning in the Plaza in front of a small cafe loaded with several carafes of coffee, a myriad of 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. It's always satisfying to put one of these on and see the throngs of different people stuck in line together to get their food and find a place to sit among the tables and couches nearby.

"Right then, is anyone hungry? I've got more than enough here for everyone so please mingle among yourselves or feel free to ask me anything you'd like."


((OOC: This thread is ALL ABOUT threadjacking and hopping. I encourage folks to tag on each other's comments and mingle rather than to reply only to me. This is a huge opportunity to have your characters interact with people they wouldn't have talked to before. Branch out! Meet new people! Scheme new schemes! Steal the last chocolate croissant!))

Comments

[readvondaniken]

"Me?" Palmer shrugs - he isn't sure how to introduce himself. "I'm from, uh, California. On Earth. Or an Earth, I guess, 'cause I figure there's more than one now. I ain't a science guy, though I knew a few of 'em. I was doin' a job in Antarctica before I ended up here, and I don't really wanna go back."

He's happier here. At least at the Nexus nothing is trying to eat him, and it's warmer than Antarctica. He could stay a while - he figures the guys can take care of themselves.

He pours out a cup of coffee, taking a sip. "I'm James Palmer. Crack mechanic. Pleased to meet you."

[readvondaniken]

Palmer figures there's no harm in trying a kleicha. It isn't something he's had before, but he's an adventurous guy.

He grabs one and pops it into his mouth. "Hm. Gotta say, this is pretty good. Thanks for suggestin' it."

[shieldborne]

"I met them," he smiles. "They were concerned I was you with amnesia at first, I think. It's nice to see you've got friends here--I mean, everyone I met who knows you spoke well of you."

And I'm riding on your coattails, is what he does not say. Because he's certainly not trying to do so. It's just inevitable that the people who knew this Steve first will compare the two of them.

He purses his lips at the admission, understanding the reasoning, but a few steps ahead in time. "You're not wrong," he says slowly. "But...you know he hates it when we try and sacrifice on his behalf. You're gonna get told off sooner or later. Besides, he needs space to find himself, but he needs to be reassured he's not tainted, too. Don't leave him alone so long he thinks he's not good enough for you now."

Yeah, he's been over that. It wasn't a fun argument.

[mudblood_andproud]

"I have been immersing myself in a few more areas of study recently. Learning more about the Ministry of Magic itself." Hermione explains. "I am currently vying for the role of Minister of Magic right now."

"And there is a lot of different aspects that a Minister must know."

[sweetcandygirl]

Harley moves to gently place his head on her shoulder, where he can cry as much as he wants. She won't tell anyone.

"I am sure you didn't Josh." It sounds to her that he had been lied to in some way. "I am sure you didn't know …."

He is not like her. Who hurt people on purpose, to help Joker -- willingly.

"You can tell me about it. All of it."

[thewiselion]

Aslan had offered his paw to Cricket in the sense to comfort the young man. And so he nods when Cricket puts his own hand over the paw.

His paws are quite bigger than Cricket's hand. Aslan takes great pride in the softness of his fur.

"I am exploring. I do not get the chance to leave Narnia often."

[losthunter]

"I could get you some new fabrics, if you wanted." Hunter offers.

He is finishing some of the more precise details of his sketch now.

[juststeverogers]

"That's what the message Ghost sent me was about, then." It makes a lot more sense in retrospect that they had run into this Steve. He's glad too that they got along with him alright. They're a couple of real good allies and friends.

You're not wrong.

What a Tony thing to say. Especially when he's right. That digs a bit deeper than Steve would like, but this man has lived through the consequences of those choices already and--oh. Oh how the color drains slowly from Steve's face, only to be replaced by a cold shock.

"He couldn't--he's not." He could never be, even when he was at his most broken. Steve didn't give up on him then, he's sure as hell not about to start now. "He doesn't have to do a damn thing to be 'good enough' for either of us."

[smartass_captain]

"I think you're going to love it."

Jim is careful to return his empty mug and Viatorus' once he's finished with it to the bin for collecting any dishware that's not disposable. If V says Lyall will be fine then there's no reason to worry about otherwise. Especially if Isidor's insisting he will be too. Frankly, if he does get a bit woozy Jim's pretty sure he'll be more afraid of Isidor than his own unsteady feet.

"Yourktown's an artificial biome. Rather than terraforming a moon or a planet or showing any particular planet favoritism this far out where alliances are a bit more precarious and politics actively matter Starfleet built it's own colony. It's on the edge of a super dense nebula which they've been studying for years and because it's all man made it takes advantage of all the tech available to make the most out of a very limited space."

Something Viatorus will see when Jim takes them there.

[thecompanyman]

"Running with... I've never seen this bear before," he protests, although he has the distinct feeling the little terror isn't listening to him anyway.

Although... quick, while they're both occupied! Rhys snags another donut while Tina can't stop him, pretending he doesn't see that little wave of invitation. It's the tiny donut-stealer with explosives that he doesn't want to get close to, really. Can you blame him?

[thecompanyman]

It's mind boggling to think about how an accident like that can even happen. "That's nuts. Uh, no offense."

[jarheadclan]

"Fearless. I like it," Jake says with a fanged grin. Timid attitudes don't get you far in life, in his experience. Whether it's with the Marines or with the Na'vi.

[notalldead]

Oh wait. Waaaaait. It's clicking now. The wings really should have been a giveaway, but the rest of the changes, armour, no straps or chains, was dramatic enough that he didn't connect the dots. Jesse looks around for a place to put his muffin, eager to stand up and greet her properly, but upon finding none, just shoves it into his duster's pocket. Hands free now, Jesse hefts himself up onto his boots, dusting off his hands on the front of his shirt.

"Aw, heck, izzat you, Angel? I ain't seen y'all in a dog's age! Y'look great! The tin can look suits ya." He offers a hand for shaking! "And naw, naw, don't you worry none. I got mixed up in some stuff back on the yonder homestead and had to make a break fer it. Ain't no place for the heavenly host t'begin with."

[jarheadclan]

"Hmm? Oh, sure." He wasn't gonna ask, but since she's offered, he'll gladly take the help. "Thanks. There ain't any fruit this small on Pandora, not that you gotta peel anyway."

[jarheadclan]

Oh man, does he ever. Being clan leader keeps Jake plenty busy, but it's a good type of busy, not mandatory overtime kill-yourself-slowly-for-a-paycheck kind of busy. Even a clan leader can take breaks sometimes, and it can't be all business all the time.

Besides, he's only gotten to show off his new home to a couple people. He grins, and lightly slaps at Alec's upper arm, friendly-like. "Oh yeah, you betcha." His grin falters slightly though as it occurs to him that he doesn't know how well his leafy friend can handle Pandoran atmo. Easy to forget, when your body's fully adapted to breathing it, that not everyone has that luxury. "Pandoran air's got a ton of CO2, and some stuff that human lungs ain't too happy with. Heavy metals and shit. You okay with that, or... maybe we could rig you up a breathing mask?"

[big_bad_sheriff]

Bigby doesn't laugh, not exactly. It's not like it's funny, per se. But he does huff a tiny bit. "Nice to know it's not my reputation biting me in the ass this time."

'No longer habitable' sounds familiar, unfortunately. He has to wonder how many other Fables might've found their way to a place like this, some middle ground between the Homelands and some other world, unaware of Fabletown or the Farm, or unwilling to join them for whatever reason. They'd never know, would they. "Similar enough that I haven't gotten lost ever," he agrees after a moment's thought. "Usually smells the same, too."

[to_the_wolves]

"You're intimidating, but breaking the anti-violence field is the quickest way to get a target on your back." She can't help but smirk at his comment, secretly wondering what Bigby has done to get himself into trouble.

"I can agree with you on the first part, but honestly the scent wavers for me, dependent on the day...Coming here in a different form is something I try to actively avoid.Remind me to never pick a fight with you. I'd get demolished pretty quickly, based on size alone." There's a hint of admiration in her eyes, given Bigby has no real fear of showing his true self. "So, Bigby, what's your profession? Does it involve staying in your wolf form?"

[icebearforpresident]

Ice Bear can tell, but says nothing. He'll be sure to get Josh to go back to his place in the Nexus soon, after he's eaten and feels better. Thankfully Panda provides the grub: eggs, buttered toast, bacon. Anything that looks good is getting put on the plate.

Panda nods, explaining that he'll go out and help the customers while Ice Bear takes care of Josh, but neither of them should hesitate to reach out to him for anything. Ice Bear makes a mental note to talk to Katsuya later about the situation.

"No need to apologize to Ice Bear." The polar bear fetches a glass of water for Josh, taking a chair next to him. "Ice Bear is happy that Josh is safe. Josh should come stay with Ice Bear or brothers until Josh is feeling better."

[gorogorogoro_chan]

Gentleman, huh? Absolutely nothing about his current outfit was selected in the hopes of looking like a gentleman. Majima's brows furrow. He'll puzzle that one out later.

"Someone givin' ya trouble?" His earlier conversation with Adia and Caspar comes to mind -- Nexus stalkers -- and his irritation abates. It also helps that this woman is pretty damn easy on the eye. "Where they at? Want me to run 'em off?"

Majima cranes his neck around trying to get a bead on a target. It's not the most subtle of moves with only the one eye. "... Unless it's yer nana or somethin'. Last time I locked horns with an old lady it didn't end well for me."

[gorogorogoro_chan]

"You were readin' tomes that early?" He shakes his head, incredulous. "I dunno what I was doin' before age five. Prolly eatin' dirt."

He snickers and taps his toe around CJ, trying to present a more interesting target. "Guess that's why I ain't runnin' for president. Magic or otherwise."

[reine_ether_paradis]

"So it seems. The Nexus seems to thrive off of social interactions, whether they be over questions or a bite to eat. It's rare to see them get upset or sad over anything..."

She nods, then politely extends one hand to Moira. "Lusamine. It is a pleasure to meet you. I do hope you're not offended by my sudden desire for a conversation."

[big_bad_sheriff]

"Not usually, no. I spend a lotta time looking human these days. Too many mundies around, for one thing." Not something he was particular fond of, especially in the beginning, but he's gotten used to it over the centuries. That human face doesn't look quite so alien in the mirror anymore, even if it's not the real him at heart. "I'm the sheriff of Fabletown. It's my job to keep the peace between the Fables in New York."

[to_the_wolves]

"Is it frustrating to be more human than wolf?" The question literally comes out of nowhere and she feels foolish for asking it. "My apologies, that question seems out of place."

It's clearly something personal, getting to talk with another wolf is both a boon and a curse. "I never would've guessed you to be the law enforcement type, but it does make sense. Criminals can't hide their scent from you and chasing them seems easy enough...How is justice dealt in your world? Do the perpetrators go to jail or are you hunting them?"

[nanabooster]

Good. Maybe that means this wasn't part of some larger scheme?

"I could say the same: quite the surprise to round a corner and find myself here." Shifting her position with a rustle of fabric, she looks back out over the crowd.

She changes tack, keeping her tone conversational. Light. "The world where you come from ... what is it you do there?"

[rekindledtitan]

Her expression can't register her gratitude at not being pressed for details here and now. Maybe there's a subtle relaxation of her shoulders. She gives a nod. "I'd be willing to tell you what I know another time. If it-hmn. It might be useful."

She's not sure how much: there are differences in their situations, to say nothing of the fact that her kind don't remember anything about being changed. Aren't burdened by memories of their lives before. Blaze just happens to be a partial exception, thanks to the Nexus. But thanks to the Nexus she also knows of one or two things she should try to warn him about, even if they turn out not to apply.

All the broody thoughts have her distracted, so when the big green swamp thing turns the conversation around and cracks an honest-to-the-Traveler cheesy joke at her Blaze snorts in startled laughter. Blinks up at him for a second. Then breaks down chuckling outright, at the incongruity as much as the joke. "Nice turnaround, big guy. All right, if that's how it's gonna be: what do you call a sad robot?" Beat. "A sigh-borg."