Greet the (New) Meat! (no, don't eat them!)

[cityship]

By hook or by crook or by avoiding hook and crook, the crew assembled from the previous podpops eventually made it up to the Living Area to greet their new crew mates. The creepy sculpture was also there, though less to greet them than it was always there.

The strange, fleshy seating had multiplied. You really, really don't want to know how.

Comments

[cityship]

"Seven months, three weeks, fourteen days, seven hours, six minutes, five seconds."

[prettycoolguy]

"Then I've probably been in that... thing that long. Maybe."

This is far outside anything he was ever trained for, and he can think of more than a few reasons why that could be wrong. "All I know is my body's healed up, which is good."