Gray instinctively shifted his weight, groping the air in front of him to grab at his weapon -- it took him all of one second to realize it wasn't there. It took another for him to realize his armor wasn't either. Less than one more to realize something had gone very wrong. He was not where he had been before.

He stumbled over, looking around. He ran a hand over his body, trying to straighten out his feathers -- he briefly noted the state of his body, before looking out at the numerous pods. ... ...he quickly managed to conclude that the state he was in was because he'd just come out of one.

"Where...?" He quickly began running the structure he was in against memories of places he'd been before. He didn't come up with anything.