Arc 1, Thread 1: Forbidden Sanctuary (Jess)
"Well, of course. If I could at any rate. Secrets doesn't have any idea," He shrugs, "Hey man, don't we all? We're all too stuck in our own heads. We need to get out and relax."
A buzzer starts going off in the living room.
"Ah, hey, speak of the devil. Sounds like the rest of the crew's finally here. Sorry, I thought they'd already be here."
He introduces the four others. Two are a long-haired husband-and-wife team, Nick and Amy Indigo, an elderly couple that look like they should be running a granola farm. "We're the engineers," Amy tells her, "Specializing in jury-rigging!"
"Pleased to meet you," Nick shakes her hand.
The next is the co-pilot, Olorunyomi Ejimadu, a statuesquely beautiful Nigerian woman with hands covered in gold circuitry that Jess isn't quite sure is painted on or not. "Just call me Olo," She says with a brilliant white smile, "I'm honored to meet you." She doesn't try to shake hands.
The last is a scarred hunk of muscle and twitching reflexes. His left eye is a gaping hole, his right arm marked from fingertip past the elbow and beyond his sleeve with deep burn scars. He grunts at Jess. "Marco Polo," He introduces himself, "Earth Dragon, at your service."