[masterofweirdness]

The Brazen Sky. That was the name of the ship that you have been put aboard. Not much of a ship. Sure, it ran decently well, and it did have warp engines, but other than that, it wasn’t what one would call a luxury liner.
Your quarters are sparse and provide you with little, if any, privacy. At least none of you are female, that would indeed complicate things.
Most of you, however, were used to this sort of lack of privacy. Both Garrus “Bones” Blake and Garvel “Dakka” Drake were both use to the cramp conditions. It was part of their profession, both being military men.
The ones who weren’t doing as well were the other two. Calaestius Angelus, cleric of the God-Emperor was used to a certain amount of… space. Not only was the very ground he treaded worshipped by commoners, but his family history meant that he expected a certain amount of power to be his. Then, of course, there was Carcer. The man claimed to be a Hive Noble, but nobody believed him. Hive Nobles didn’t go around looking like they were about to knife you in the back, or try to pick your pockets “for fun.”
These four men were all so vastly different. None of them had anything in common except one thing: they had been forced to work together for the good of mankind.

OOC: Okay… post some intro stuff… talk to each other, etc.