cityship: (Stacy--Main AI)
cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-01-09 04:36 pm

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.

[identity profile] primal-eve.livejournal.com 2009-02-01 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
Craning her head to one side, she watched and listened to little Eve's directions. Her lips pursed together, forming a thin, contemplative line. She clicked her tongue once more and let out a soft 'hmm'. She kept her hand intertwined with the girl's own, squeezing it gently. The action was maternal as well as possessive, in a way.

"It might be best to go find the crew, then. Perhaps we can get better answers from them than the voice,..." Obviously she was referring to Stacy, but was refusing to use the name. She was still perturbed at the flood of human emotions the utterance had caused.

Squeezing her hand once more, she teetered off towards the hallway that supposedly lead to 'the crew'. Gait unsteady yet confident. She might've not been used to such a humanoid form...but she still had poise.

[identity profile] neomite.livejournal.com 2009-02-01 09:49 am (UTC)(link)
For a moment she almost obeyed. Almost. After taking a few hesitant steps forward, her own awkward steps a stark contrast to the almost regal grace of the elder Eve’s, the youngster squeezed the hand in hers and stopped. Standing her ground in dogged albeit childish determination, her eyes tried to plead with the older woman’s to another way, to avoid what ever these crew were.

“But what if…”

Now that she had the floor, the words tried to choke her. The burden of wanting to please and stay out of danger conflicting already convoluted emotions. She felt the knot of tension form instinctively in her stomach, as she tried to broach the topic logically, or at least through her own logic.

“What if they’re dangerous?”

[identity profile] primal-eve.livejournal.com 2009-02-01 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Eve continued on for a few more steps, stopping only when she couldn't go any further since little Eve still held her hand. She blinked once, then twice, and peeked over her shoulder at the youth. The corners of her mouth curled upwards, an amused expression sprawled across her pale features. She squeezed her hand gently and backtracked so she was standing next to the girl again.

Leaning downwards, she raised her hand and cusped little Eve's chin affectionately.

"If they are dangerous, I will take care of them. Don't you worry your lovely little head over it," She murmured with a smile, touching her cheek gently before rustling her hair. The thrum of power that surrounded her underscored the fact that she probably could handle whatever dangers might lurk down the hall.

[identity profile] neomite.livejournal.com 2009-02-02 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
‘She would?’ The younger Eve asked herself, eyes darting back and forth from wondrous green eyes and mysterious fleshy skin of the other pathway glinting with a vibrant shine. A sense of dread played at her, and she closed her eyes, mentally reaching forward to seek the answer through a psychic quagmire. When she opened them, the answer came, in the form of an outside awareness. The life surrounding her, the other Eve, the visions, on a cellular level it’s consciousness felt almost as vulnerable as it’s host. It was only in relative safety, that she could find other means of protecting herself.

A thin smile once again eased onto girls face as she took the woman’s comment to heart. Nodding her head genially in the affirmative the younger Eve took a singular step towards the area, awaiting the older woman to lead.

[identity profile] primal-eve.livejournal.com 2009-02-02 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Eve smiled down to her and lead her down the fleshy cavern.

(ooc: thread continues here (http://community.livejournal.com/trans_9/21404.html?thread=1916316#t1916316).)