Welcome to Gaia! ::

“Hello Mimsy,” he began, swinging his legs forwad in his best attempt at standing out of the pod. But his knees were wobbly, and he reached a hand out, gripping onto the edge of the pod to steady himself. Shiloh nodded at Lucky and Quinn, grinning as though this were not an awkward first meeting at all. “Lucky, Quinn,” he continued.

At first he watched Mimsy’s pen scrawl across her clipboard, curious about what she might be jotting down. Her first question had made sense, and seemed like standard protocol, but the one that followed had been strange and the young man had no idea what it meant. Perhaps it was some island custom he didn’t know about yet. Either way, it didn’t seem particularly harmful, and eventually his attention strayed from the clipboard while he glanced around the pod room.

It was perhaps weirder than her question, and he looked over his shoulder at the pod he’d just moved from. Weird, he thought, giving a little shudder, glad to be out of it. He was definitely awake now, and the soft ‘tsk’ from Mimsy’s lips called his attention back, and he stared curiously at the trio in front of him.

Concerned? Emotional bias? He started to wonder, then stopped himself, trying his best to clear his head. Dwelling on the questions was exactly what wasn’t wanted here, and he nodded again.

“Okay, more questions, no answers, got it. Shoot.”

Chel leaned back on the controlling console, pressing buttons she most likely shouldn't have been. Across from her was a very pretty lady, to whom she was explaining something to. "Look, all I'm saying is that if you tied a spoon to the dog's-"

A red flashing caught her eye. "Is that supposed to do that?"

Chris squinted in surprise as a woman appeared in his vision, offering her hand, but she seemed at ease enough that he allowed a small smirk. "Mornin', Sunshine. You gonna fill me in on what's happening here?" He took her hand and climbed out of the pod as gracefully as it allowed. When he turned to see who else had been in the room with the woman he froze.

He brain did a magnificent impression of a short circuiting computer, because he couldn't get anything to process right. He refused to believe what his eyes were telling him.

"Chel?"

Nevada smiled at the newcomer, "Sure, Me and my girlfriend here would love too.." She trailed off as Chelsea came over...and then moved her away from the guy. They recognized each other though, and for one moment, she had a panic as if...ANOTHER EXBOYFRIEND TO COMPETE WITH ON THE ISLAND. Great, just what she needed.

The big X and the way Chelsea handled it eased the whole competing urge, and left Nevada just plain confused.

"Did I miss something here?" There was a very pointed one eyed stare into Chelsea's back from her girlfriend.

"There you go again ooh look at me I'm all grown up maybe now I can get out of my <******** diapers." Chel was exasperated within two seconds and it was quite apparent to see this conversation was going nowhere.

Then Nevada sputtered in, bringing Chel back to the labs for a moment. She squinted at the man who was now in a heap on the floor. "Oh excuse ********' me. This is Chris, the biggest shitstain on this planet. Chris, meet Nevada a girl who is five thousand times better than you could ever even dream of being." She didn't bother mentioning that the mess on the floor was her cousin, because she didn't want to be even remotely associated with him.

Chel then gently kicked his side with her boot (not enough to injure him in any way; even with her hatred Chel knew she'd get in major trouble for killing a trainee right out of the pod) and said, "Get up and say hi Mr. Adult. What, all that time in the military didn't do anything for 'ya?"

Chel very maturely crossed her arms and stuck out her tongue.

Oh cousin! Nevada felt intimately much better now.

"Oh you're family!" She put her arm around his waist and smiled, "I'd like to think I'm more of the lucky one. your cousin takes very good care of me." She would wink at you Chelsea but one eye made it hard.

"I suppose we'll go back to the official things. You're on a island in the Bermuda Triangle. Ever since you were little, I am sure, you could see the shadows move, things that weren't normal. You were recruited here to combat or study those entities." Nevada began, "Deus recriuits people from across the world and puts them through a trial, to see if they can handle what the job offers. When you pass, you are sent here until you awaken." She waved to all the pods, "After this, we take you down to the cove, where you will find a partner...a weapon of sorts. Look it's kind of easier if you just go and see for yourself you know."

She looked up at Chelsea.