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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92008-06-15 11:39 am

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Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.

There was condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in oblong glowing things that were clustered along the floors and walls of the huge, ancient-looking caverns.

For now, the ones that were cracking were the closest to the floor, but perhaps later, the figures sliding out of the pods would be sliding out onto the slimy walkways and platforms above.

Pop. Poppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiissss.

There was light, and unconscious minds breaking through the top of the briny, harsh waters of consciousness, as their bodies did similarly and broke free from the pods, sliding to the floor, shivering in pools of slime.

Once the temporary blindness that some of them had passed, and once they were free of their sleepy stupors: somebody had some splainin' to do.

But there would be no explanations, as the only thing that could explain was only watching, silently, almost as a mother would look at their child right after it was born.

Pop. KASCHUNKhissss.

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Starbuck curled her lip in mild disgust at the "lights," but cautiously started following them to where they might lead.

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Kara shied away from the tentacles, watching them with barely-contained unease tinged with fear. "So who else is here is classified. Is what the frak this place IS classified? WHERE it is? How I got here?"

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Iiiii...don't see any clothing..." she said warily, watching the tentacles. With a yelp she jumped as one of them brushed against her shoulder, and she flailed at others slightly as they hung near her.

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
Kara cautiously edged to the center of the room, trying not to touch any of the tentacles as she did so. "I'm not sure I like the sound of that..."

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
Kara flailed and nearly screeched anyway, tugging against the tentacles and then blinking at her new outfit as she was set down. "What the FRAK is this?" She picked at it, trying to see if it would give or could be peeled away.

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Keep me..." Kara looked down at her body with moderate alarm. "Keep ALL of me clean? And what about if I have to use the head?"

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
Starbuck couldn't help a slight smirk. "No...no. I mean what if I have to use the restroom itself? How do I get this thing off? Unless it's gonna...ugh..." she scowled, looking down at the bodysuit. She could practically feel her skin crawling inside of it in reaction to being encased in something that seemed so...alive.

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
She laughed, in a bordering-on-a-nervous breakdown sort of way. "Well, that doesn't make me feel really great about possible emergencies..." She tugged nervously on the skintight cuff of the garment and looked around. "Now what? Does this special destiny thing get started right away? I sort of have things to get back to. I...will be getting back, won't I?"

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
She pushed her hands through her hair, scowling. She was used to dealing with classified materials, but it had always chafed at her. She weighed about a dozen more questions in her mind, and then decided to play her hand close for now. "...right. What now, then?"

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
"All right, sure, living area sounds great," she nodded, sarcasm edging her voice again.

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Kara regarded the transport tube squeamishly, shifting uncomfortably before she released a short, harsh sigh. "I've got to get back...the fleet needs me. The old man needs me...you've got no idea how much...." At the same time, as much as she tried to hold on to it she felt something she hadn't felt since New Caprica, the gradual release of the urgency of her obligations and duties, the weight of running and fighting steadily for years lifting from her shoulders just a touch. If she was kidnapped by a frakking crazy alien ship that wasn't her fault, right? The Gods only knew what was going on and if they were going to try and run awful experiments on her or hurt her. But if they were they'd have a fight coming, and in the meantime...

Her hands twitched just a bit, her thumb running over her fingers. "Hey...when I got taken, found, whatever the frak happened...did any of my things come along?"

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"All right then. Lead the way there," She said, edging towards the transport tube.

[identity profile] lieutenantkara.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Wide-eyed, she tried not to scream as she was eventually let go by the tube, looking around in alarm. "I...uh...no. No...I think I'm all right for, ah...now..."