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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] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Ok, that was nice, and kind of creepy. You'd think he'd be used to it now with Willow using telepathy as a communication shorthand at times, but yeeeah, not completely.

"Whoa, hey, Stace, watch the tentacles there! I'm not into that... oh, clothes. Comfortable, and disturbing clothing that's pulsating in funny places..."

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure, there's no scary tentacles there too are there?"

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Ooh weapons and his stuff! Good!

"Definitely, Girl HAL"