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Unleash the Podlings!
||Pod Release Protocols Initiating,|| Stacy announced to the denizens of the upper levels. Down the the Pod Caverns, familiar sounds made themselves known:
Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.
Mist sprayed from the cracks in the pods before the new crew members were summarily ejected from warm, comfortable stasis to their new chilly, damp reality. They'd either meet each other in the Caverns or in the upper levels, where the previously popped crew would also be waiting for them, if Stacy had anything to say about it.
This time, there were two pods spitting mechanical beings out of a more oily mixture, and one podling who was significantly smaller than most of the others.
Pop. Poppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiissss.
Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.
Mist sprayed from the cracks in the pods before the new crew members were summarily ejected from warm, comfortable stasis to their new chilly, damp reality. They'd either meet each other in the Caverns or in the upper levels, where the previously popped crew would also be waiting for them, if Stacy had anything to say about it.
This time, there were two pods spitting mechanical beings out of a more oily mixture, and one podling who was significantly smaller than most of the others.
Pop. Poppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiissss.

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She was hesitant to follow the lights, but arguing and questions with Stacy had so far proved to be fruitless. There didn't appear to be an exit anywhere in the room, either, so it seemed her only choice was to walk down the now lit path.
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Stacy's voice comes again. ||Step into the middle of the room, please.||
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When she finally reached the empty room, she halted. The vines hanging from the ceiling probably weren't a good sign and neither was the single door, but Samus was confident in her abilities to take on anything that might pop out at her. Cooperation, however much Samus did not want to do right now, appeared to be necessary, and she reluctantly stepped into the middle of the room.
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Samus, your suspicion has been proved... correct. Those vines grab for her, wrapping, clinging, then forcing her into a green, veined jumpsuit that felt like rose petals. And like all jumpsuits, it had a pulse.
They didn't stop there, either, cleaning the slime from her face and hair as the jumpsuit did the same to everywhere else.
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She certainly would have preferred another way of being clothed. And other clothing, too. The fact that her clothing had a pulse was somewhat disturbing.
"What is this?"
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||This is your clothing.||
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"Why does it have a pulse?"
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Samus isn't even going to try and ask anymore because the more she does the more she gets irritated. She would just deal with the pulsating clothes for now and see if she can get answers from someone else later. Speaking of later, Samus wondered what was coming next.
"So what now?"
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There probably wouldn't be much for her there. With the exception of her suit and ship, which she knew would probably not be waiting for her in her locker, she had very few possessions. While her paralyzer was not her weapon of choice, it would be better than nothing and she figured there was a slim chance it might be there. Plus, it sounded like there would other weapons available that she might be interested in inspecting.
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||Please follow the lights.||
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||Please step inside. The Hub will take you where you want to go.||
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Whatever small things that Stacy had brought with Samus was probably in there.
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She looked around the piles, taking her time to look through each of the piles. If they had found a way to remove her suit, it wasn't there. After rummaging through the mound she eventually found her Paralyzer gun, while not lethal or very strong, was better than nothing.
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Samus wasn't too excited to go interact with the rest of the crew here and still had questions but she knew they wouldn't be answered by Stacy any time soon. She got up, still holding the gun, and made her way back over to the Hub to go up the the Living Area.