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...and Again

Across the ship, dumped in a completely different hallway--one just outside the city--stood Cale Tucker. Or, rather, there sat Cale Tucker...one his butt...in the middle of the hall...wearing nothing but what appeared to be his shredded uniform as a make-shift loin-cloth. Though, however, it looked more like a hand-towel that he had to hold onto to keep from exposing himself to anyone and everyone who just might come walking by.

"Oh, come on!" he hollered out angrily. He, too, had been nabbed by a certain bored AI with an affinity for messing with the members of the crew and treating them like her own personal playthings. "I did everything you asked me to! I even did it naked when you said I had to! You can't just dump me out here like this."

He paused, waiting for a response but got nothing in return.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" he continued, climbing to his feet and, balling up his fist, began to pound on Stacy's fleshy walls in an effort to get the attention of his tormentor.

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Indigo pauses at the sight and tilts her head curiously as she observes the naked human's plight. Stacy was kidnapping people and making them do things while naked? Fascinating. She'd have to be on guard for that kind of thing. Still, she can't just stand here silently forever, not while he's mooning her like that.

After a second's hesitation, she brings up a hand and fakes coughing, to catch his attention, then gives him a little wave. It's so hard not to smile a bit.

The coughing sound coming from behind him startled Cale at first, causing him to jump back and around--nearly dropping his 'loin-cloth' in the process--to face the person who had so kindly sneaked up on him. "Whoa!" he shouted, his eyes wide as he stared at the blue-skinned girl standing in front of him.

Of all the times to be naked, this was not one of the better of them. "Uh...hi," Cale said with an awkward smile, his skin turning a light shade of pink as he blushed.

"Hello." She raises an eyebrow, eying the wall he'd been pounding on critically. "I don't think that was a very effective way of catching their attention. Perhaps you should try asking nicely?"

She has her doubts it would work, of course, but Indigo figures that a joke or two might help him to relax. Her delivery, however, could use work. A lot of work. "What are you doing here, like this?"

At least she doesn't seem bothered by the nudity?

"Good question," Cale answered, looking back at the wall that he'd been pounding on, almost like he were talking to it as well. He gave the fleshy hallway an accusing look, then turned his eyes back to blue-girl, readjusting his not-entirely-there loin-cloth. "As soon I figure it out, you'll be the first to know. Well, after I get my cake, anyway."

"There is cake on board that I'm aware of." She pauses, considering the statement. "Then again, I have only been on board for a month. There may very well be a cake." But she thinks she would have heard about it if there were.

She watches him adjust the loincloth then raises an eyebrow. "There's a story behind that, I trust?"

"Uh, yeah. Ya know one of those long ones, not very interesting, wish you hadn't heard it once it's over," he answered, dodging her question for a moment. "So, uh, do you think you could, I don't know, turn around until I get this situated?" he asked, nodding down at the uncooperative leaf-cloth.

Indigo nods for a moment before pausing. "That doesn't seem to have have enough room, I believe." She looks up at Cale, crossing her arms. "Would you like a portion of mine, until Stacy can outfit you with a new suit?"

Cale considers it for a moment. But the image of Leela finding him walking the halls--next to naked--with a blue-chick whose uniform is torn too isn't the most enticing of things. Death is bad. Death by Leela is worse.

"Uh...no, thanks, I'll be fine if I just...," he paused as he tried to stretch the leaf-like material to cover up as much of him as he could. It was harder than it looked. He struggled for several moments before finally giving up and tying the thing so that he was being at least a little modest. His butt was almost entirely exposed but at least he front was covered...

"...I guess that'll have to do..."

Indigo tries not to smile a bit, but it's hard. She shakes her head, letting a slight giggle out, and crosses her arms. "If I were you, I'd try running towards the podpop areas." The tentacles could probably give him more clothes. Maybe. "Perhaps you'll get lucky and not run into anyone else. However, the pods have just popped, so your chances of succeeding are lower than before."

"The pods popped?" Cale echoed her, his brow furrowed in confusion. "How long have I been gone anyway?" he asked. He doubted she had any idea how long he'd been gone considering he didn't remember her from before he disappeared. Which meant she must have arrived after GLaDOS had snatched him and made him run 'exercises' in his birthday suit.

"I have no way of knowing." She shrugs, letting her arms dropped to the sides. "However, as I don't remember you, it has been at least a month. Perhaps more. Someone else who actually knows you would be a better choice to ask." She glances down and then back up at his face, clearly amused. "After you get a new suit."

"Yeaaah, that's probably not a bad idea," he nodded, scratching the back of his neck and shifting his weight awkwardly. He started to turn around to head down the corridor but paused and looked back at the blue-girl with an expectant look on his face. "Uh...do you, uh, mind?" he asked, motioning for her to walk in front if she was going to be escorting him down to the clothing room.

She pauses, wondering what he means, before realization dawns on her face. "Ah!" She smiles politely and nods. "Yes, I can do that." Without further ado, she takes a place about three feet in front of Cale and begins making her way to the pod containment area, keeping an eye out for anyone else.

After a few seconds of walking, she turns her head, speaking over her shoulder. "My name is Indigo, by the way."

"Cale. Tucker. I'm Cale Tucker," he said. Under normal circumstances he'd flirt or, at least, offer her his hand. But, given these were not normal circumstances he just nodded a greeting to her.

"So, uh, where is everybody?"

"Cale Tucker." She looks forward again, tucking his name away for future reference. A good thing about being an android, she didn't have to worry about forgetting someone's name.

She glances around, then up, as if looking. "The majority of the crew is probably either in the city, bickering over who's hogging the Sensoriums, or standing around wishing that they had something to do." She shrugs. "Or eating."

"That sounds about right," Cale noded as he followed her down he hall toward the clothing room. He was partially dreading going back there. As uncomfortable and awkward as walking around the ship naked was, being man-handled by those tentacles again was almost worse--almost.

"You haven't by any chance seen an angry black girl running around here, have you?" he asked, wondering if Leela was even all right since he hadn't seen her after the zombie fight at the Vatican. "Really mouthy, likes to beat up guys for fun."

"I'm afraid that I have not." She pauses, tilting her head as she walks. "Or is that a good thing?" She can't quite tell, but sometimes people get tricky about those sorts of relationships.

"To be honest, though, I haven't exactly been trying to get out and meet with everyone. I figure it's best that I take things slowly, give everyone time to get used to things." She grins. "Some people tend to act oddly when they meet an android after being denied cake."

"You're not exactly my first," Cale answered. He'd already worked with two Brainiac 5's--one of them an android--and seen a bunch of robots (the Transformers) running around the ship at various times. So, meeting a robotic girl wasn't exactly much of a shock. Meeting her whilst he was naked made it a little awkward, though.

"That's a good thing. It's always less awkward when you have experience with these things." She turns the corner and nods. "It looks like your path from here to the dressing room is clear." She waves her hand, signaling for him to follow. It should be just a short walk away from here, or so she believes.

"Ummm...yeah, thanks," Cale replied, turning his back to the wall and edging along it, keeping his bared butt away from her view as he shifted along the wall until his back was facing the wall. He then began to walk backwards down it and toward the tentacle-filled clothing room. "I, uh, ya know, owe you one...or something."

She watches him back away with an amused smile. Then she giggles, waves, and turns around to walk off. "I'll see you again some time, Cale Tucker. Have a good day. I hope your angry friend doesn't injure you when she sees you."

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