softly, with grace [open]

[thewildflower]

Who| Rebecca & OPEN
What| After adjusting to culture shock, Rebecca is released to the world at large! Surprise, she's still overwhelmed.
Where| Around the tower!
When| Her first day or thereabouts, sometime after TTHS!
Warnings/Notes| None!

[Crew Quarters, generally around]

It’s just her luck to finish fighting one dragon and end up in some bizarre otherworld before she’s even made it back to the ship home.

...Actually, it isn’t, she thinks to herself. Normally her luck is pretty good, and she can’t imagine what she’s done in her life to deserve waking up in a death void and then finding herself surrounded by steel magic. But she’s over it! She’s definitely over it. It's been enough time that she's accepted this, and how could she not? She has people to help...people who aren't even here, but even people who are here. Rebecca never thought her soldier life would bring her to this point, but...you don't need a reason to help people, not when she's in such a position to do so. Becoming a Legionnaire had been the right thing to do, she's sure of it.

She’s inside the ship (or miniature planet, whatever, adjusting), she has her room and everything. Crew quarters aren’t much different than a tent (, she lies to herself)...and Legionnaires aren’t much different than fellow soldiers, and...

No, no, it’s all completely different, but she's going to get used to it! Just because it's different doesn't mean it's bad. Well, it's not good, she'll just figure it out! She settles on leaving her bow and arrow in her room and heading out on a walk to familiarize herself with everything. If anyone so much at looks at her for more than a half-second, she’ll greet them with a slightly hesitant, but still smiley:

"Excuse me...if you’re free, might I have a moment of your time?"

[Mess Hall]

The first thing Rebecca does in this new place is load up her tray with vegetables that look familiar to the ones she knew from back home. Well, or the ones that looked mostly similar. She’s not about to take her chances on that melon(?) with polka dots or the fruit she’d assumed was an orange until someone cut into it and revealed it was blue inside. What a ...wonderful place.

She’s ready to make her way to a seat, admiring how quiet the mess hall seems to be at this hour, when she notices that the ground is coated in some sort of slimy gelatin paste that someone had spilled previously. Just from looking at it, she knows it’s going to make a gross mess if she slips in it...and it’s too late to stop walking, her eyes going wide as she realizes she’s about to walk right into mess she’ll have to clean off of herself. Eyes on the wall, she just thinks at the last millisecond that she needs to get away, and—just like that, she vanishes in a flash of flame that disappears as quickly as it came.

The new problem is that she finishes putting her foot down as soon as she reappears, and the only thing in front of her is a wall. She immediately walks into it, hitting her head, and stumbles back. To everyone else, it probably looks like she burst into flame and then walked into a wall, but there was a very unfortunate chain of events there, and she looks mortified. The tray of vegetables she'd been holding onto just drops onto the ground with a clatter, and she hurriedly scoops them back on. Rebecca miraculously manages to say a few words before taking the quickest exit—hopefully someone will come and say something before she walks out, everything is the worst.

"Oh...oh, you idiot!"

Either way, she still needs to eat, and later she can be found standing next to a vending machine and eating whatever’s available inside of it. She looks exhausted and in need of a proper meal, but she will persevere. She can't afford not to.

Comments

crew quarters!!

[sofresh]

Anyone who stopped Superboy to ask for help was more than likely to receive it. Sure, he might fuss a little at first, but he's pretty big on helping people, too, especially considering that's the whole reason that he exists and everything. But when the voice stopping him belongs to a cute girl, well...

"Oh, I got all the time in the world for you, babe," he said with a smirk. "What's up?"

Why is he like this... She should've just asked someone else!!

mess hall!

[headinjuries]

Sam winces when he sees the (new?) girl walk into a wall, because he's definitely had a lot of similarly smooth moves of his own in the school cafeteria and usually when someone (read: girls) is watching.

So before he really has time to think anything other than ooh, that's gotta hurt, he's pushing his own tray (shitty vegan pizza, he eats an awful lot of shitty vegan pizza) aside and getting to his feet to come help her with the mess.

"Uh. You okay?"

Quarters / Around

[deafleppard]

Gwen was, unsurprisingly, listening to some music via her earbuds. She didn't really pick up on what the girl had said. Just that she was looking at her and talking. So out came the buds, and their hearing was good, they could probably pick up the loud music that was coming out of them.

Loud enough to be heard while being close by.

"Sorry. Say that again?"

Crew Quarters

[unrecovered]

Wash is heading back to quarters after a stint in the training room. Eventually, he's going to figure out the holograms well enough to recreate some of the training sims FILSS ran on the Mother of Invention (or he'd just swallow his pride and ask for a tutorial); for now, the punching bag is a good substitute. He's got gym clothes on and a towel around his neck, casually reading faces as he goes, and- huh. She looks new.

And she's talking to him. Okay, then.

He stops and turns back to her. "Sure. What's up?"

Mess hall

[justicecoulduseanap]

Ana had seen the young girl and her incident in the mess hall, but wasn't quite able to catch up with her before she bolted out the door. It wasn't until a little bit later that she caught up with her again, seeing her next to the vending machine.

Much as Ana had expected, it looked like Rebecca hadn't had a decent meal in a while. Thankfully, she'd anticipated as much, and so there she was carrying two carry-out boxes from the mess hall.

"Falafel?" she asks, offering one of the boxes to the young girl. "It's not quite like the way they make it back home, but it's pretty decent."

Ana wasn't much of a vegan herself, but she adapts well.

Mess Hall!!

[bleventeen]

On this blessed day of meeting new people and making life-long friendships, Mabel just so happened to be in the mess hall, halfway through her meal (which consisted of a tray full of little ice cream filled cups, and one only slightly gross vegan pizza with extra sauce). And of course, from her seat she saw the whole thing. Rebecca's fire and subsequent wall slam. Did that girl disappear for a second or two?? Mabel's not sure.

But, the whole thing does bring up a pretty nostalgic feeling. The kind she used to get whenever Dipper would go fleeing from a room to sulk somewhere. For a moment, she just frowns down at her tray. Until she gets an idea, that is. She loads up as much ice cream as she can carry, and starts sprinting after the girl, grabbing another spoon along the way.

"HEY!!! Wait a second! You forgot something!"