Talk About Timing...

[cityship]

While chaos was going on in the city, a level below the Living Areas, the rest of the ship was functioning normally. Stacy, apparently oblivious to goings on in the city, likely do to her malfunctioning sensors there, carried on with ship business.

||Pod Release Protocols Initating,|| Stacy's familiar voice sounded out to the upper levels, though no one was there to hear her. They were all downstairs, fighting for their lives against giant cockroaches.

In the Pod Caverns, there were the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.

The usual condensation and mist sprayed out from cracks in the pods, they ripped open and the people inside slid out onto the floors, covered in slime. One of them, due to his mechanical nature, slid out covered in a sort of oil mixture, in a smaller body than he'd once had.

Pop. Poppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiissss.

There was no one already freed from the ship to greet them, only Stacy herself, and the empty silence of a ship caught in the middle of a crisis.

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[asluciferfell.livejournal.com]

Perhaps Baba Yaga had been moving with the times. In any case, Javert was naked, slimy, and unarmed in a severely strange place. This needed fixing.

"Who are you, and where is my clothing?"

[cityship]

||I am STA'C K'LTRRB'TXFT, though many refer to me as Stacy.||

Lights appeared in glowing pustules along the floor.

||Follow the lights.||

[asluciferfell.livejournal.com]

Javert stared at them distrustfully. "And where do they go?"

[cityship]

||To the Clothing Chamber.||

[asluciferfell.livejournal.com]

Javert was not in the habit of trusting, especially not trusting disembodied voices telling him to follow little shiny lights. However, he was regrettably unclothed and beginning to feel utterly disgusting.

He spared a moment to glance at the other chambers like that which he had fallen out of. There must be thousands, perhaps millions of people here, and he was supposed to trust this 'Stacy'.

Unfortunately, he had few other options, and was not at all hazy on the idea that...'Stacy' was fully capable of ensuring he cooperate. In that case, he followed the lights.