nexus_crossings | Time for a big ol' Nexus Block party

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!))

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Ah, damn." Rhys is at a loss for words, and moves to sit as indicated on autopilot.
He himself has changed a bit since they last saw each other, too. His prototype cybernetic parts are all finished and well integrated, his haircut is way less dorky, and those ridiculous half-and-half-patterned clothes he used to wear have been traded for a much sleeker black corporate suit.

"I like the hair." That's all he can think of to say. What? It's true.

"Thanks." Hunter runs his fingers through his hair. Still a weird sensation.

"You have cleaned up yourself, Rhys."

"Huh? Oh, right." Rhys clears his throat and looks down at himself as if he'd forgotten what he was wearing, and brushes some imaginary dust off his shoulder. "I figured if I was gonna be CEO of Atlas, I should look the part. I've been pretty busy getting it off the ground."

"CEO of Atlas? Wow you have been busy." Hunter smiles.

"Is that why you haven't been around for a while?"

"Yeah, pretty much. Once I got my replacement parts up and running, I started working on some other prototypes. Weapons and stuff. Sent out some feelers to old business contacts, trying to pick up where Hyperion left off. Figured I needed to get ahead of the power vacuum before it... sucked too much." Okay, he twisted the metaphor a bit there, but hey, Hunter will probably get what he means, right?

"And I've been trying to find my old buddies," he adds, a bitter smile on his lips at the thought. Sure, they were con artists and it wasn't like he didn't know, but leaving him to die on a crashing space station? Major dick move.

Hunter listens interested, as Rhys tells him about the many different things he has been busy with. It seems to him that there was a major change in Rhys since they last met. And that bitter smile has him a little worried.

"I am glad you had a chance to come back to the Nexus, for a little bit."

"Me too." He can see that look on Hunter's face though, and waves a hand as if to chase it away. "Don't worry, I'm not in it for revenge or anything. I just..." He sighs, not really sure what he's really after, what he hopes to accomplish. "I guess I just want to talk to them."

Hunter studies Rhys for a moment. And then nods. He still has faith in his friend.

"I get that. I wanted to talk to Kendra. Right now, I would like to talk to her sister."

"Her sister?" Rhys turns a slightly puzzled look on him, before gesturing vaguely with his artificial hand. "She the one who made you all... uh..." Don't say hot, Rhys. "Hairy?" Nailed it.

Hunter arches an eyebrow. He has no idea how that looks now that he has actual eyebrows. He gets an impression that Rhys meant to say something else.

"By accident. She took my magic. The magic that gave me the unique appearance."

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

Hunter shrugs. "Well, I am trying to figure out how to get my magic back."

But he is content with how he is, just in case it is impossible.

Rhys has a momentary absurd impulse to ask if there's anything he can do, though he knows damn well there won't be. Not practically, anyway. But hey, he can do moral support! "So aside from the... non-magic-ness... what've I missed?"

"Well, I have my own art studio now. The Foundation has grown and expanded, we have science and technology classes, art classes and an opportunity to expand to more communities, besides New York."

Hunter pauses for a moment. Then smiles. "And I have a boyfriend. Someone I met in the Nexus."

Rhys is nodding along, the news about the Foundation pretty well in line with what he'd expect from the other man. He stops abruptly at the last bit of news though, surprised. "Wow, no way. How long's that been going on?"

"Over a year." Hunter smiles. "It wasn't anything either of us were expecting to happen."

"He is a Starfleet captain. One of two that come around the Nexus." He chuckles. "And right now, is commanding the first year of a five-year exploration mission."

"Five years is a hell of a long time for a, uh, long-distance relationship." Even so, Hunter looks pretty happy, if Rhys is any judge. Good for him, honestly. He's a good dude who deserves more outta life. "Congrats though."

"We have faced bigger challenges during the first year." Hunter shrugs. He isn't worried. He knows his relationship with Jim can handle a five-year distance.

"Thanks."

Hunter is a hell of a lot calmer about it than Rhys probably would be. Even so, he's genuinely happy for his friend.

"I don't think I've been in a relationship for... wow, years now." Huh. He hadn't given it much thought, when he'd been busy brown-nosing his way into a promotion that he didn't get. And he didn't exactly have the luxury of thinking much about it after everything went to shit either, although... "There was this girl, a while back. One of the ones who left Helios without me. I thought maybe we were, y'know, bonding."

"Maybe you can meet Jim sometime, when you are both free." Hunter smirks.

"Should warn you, he is charismatic." IE he might flirt.

"Oh yeah?" Rhys' eyebrows go up a bit. "That, uh, needs a warning on it?"

"Hey... I guess if you don't mind. Then no." Hunter chuckles again.

Time for a big ol' Nexus Block party

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject