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trans_92009-01-10 11:43 pm
Where's a good distraction when you need one?
They haven't been all getting locked away in experiments. Well maybe they had at times and somehow found the way to block it out.
It's a mystery.
But now there was a Nathan, a Xander, and a Kate all milling around the Living Area. Nathan was currently pacing around, while Kate was checking her bow on one of the fleshy seats. Xander was resisting the urge to poke the weird sculpture just from sheer boredom.
If there was ever a group that needed distractions, it would be them.
(ooc: Tossing the lot in since been ages that they're all had posts and threads. Newly popped pups, come on in. Old pups, definitely stop by. Especially any car keys one. My AIM's Whspr2ascrm13 if you need to ping. Tag any of them individually, just say you want in the thread. The post will be open forever for threads.)
It's a mystery.
But now there was a Nathan, a Xander, and a Kate all milling around the Living Area. Nathan was currently pacing around, while Kate was checking her bow on one of the fleshy seats. Xander was resisting the urge to poke the weird sculpture just from sheer boredom.
If there was ever a group that needed distractions, it would be them.
(ooc: Tossing the lot in since been ages that they're all had posts and threads. Newly popped pups, come on in. Old pups, definitely stop by. Especially any car keys one. My AIM's Whspr2ascrm13 if you need to ping. Tag any of them individually, just say you want in the thread. The post will be open forever for threads.)

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She continued walking alongside him though.
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Paco gestures her into the clock house. As suggested, all four walls were absolutely covered in clocks, all of them stopped just before three.
There was a platform in the center of the room, turning slowly and ticking away quietly.
"Guess where they keep the secret passage."
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The minute hand on the clock face bobbed back and forth, and he pushed it into the o'clock position. One by one, all of the other clocks in the shack clicked to three and the doors and windows shut tight.
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"I was so close, darn. So what's my consolation prize?"
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"Make-out session down by the pool?" he said, grinning and pointing at the hole in the wall that had just opened up inside the grandfather clock. "I think it's even Stacy-free down there."
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"Mmm... sounds like fun."
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An hour or so later (who could tell on this weird-ass ship anyway?), Paco and Kate exited the clock house, the former looking quite pleased with himself indeed.
"Hmmm," he said, tapping his finger against his chin. "Where to next..."
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"How about somewhere there's towels?"
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Everyone seemed to slip the first time they visited the pool. Maybe they needed 'Caution: Wet Floor' signs.
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"Ew, ok so even towels are wishful thinking, huh?"
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The two of them headed toward the edge of the City, the path taking them between buildings that looked more like warehouses than works of art. Paco paused at the sight of one of the smaller ones, frowning.
"Is it just me, or does that sign look like the ones you see on public toilets?"
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"It does. Think it really is one?" She started to approach it.
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Paco walked through the door and automatically reached for a light switch. To his surprise, he actually found one.
The lights flickered on, and it looked like he had just walked in to any public restroom on Earth. The stalls were sort of tan, and there was a row of sinks in front of the mirror with an air-blowing dryer nearby. The walls were even covered in graffiti -- the usual stuff, nothing weird or alien about that either. Paco looked back over his shoulder.
"Yep, it's a bathroom!"
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Kate strolled in, and glanced around. She made an immediate beeline for the hand dryer.
"As long as this works, I'm happy. And at least the toilets look normal in here."
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"What was that?" she yelled.
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"This building has toilet paper! Instead of creepy plants! It is the best building ever!"
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When possible, though likely not dealing with sucking plants in private areas would be great motivation to hold it.
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She stepped closer to peer at the graffiti.
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"Think anything's wrong with it?" he asked, nudging the stall doors open one by one. The bathroom was just too normal for him to believe it.
Or maybe the ship was just making him paranoid.
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