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- !!stacy,
- !location: pod caverns,
- !plot: pod release,
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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.
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.
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Not that there was a lot to hide. She was 13. But it was the principle of the thing.
"How did I get here, Stacy? Did you bring me?"
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Make sense of that, Will.
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Will's been to a lot of strange places, but she doesn't remember this one.
"I'm sorry, I don't remember." she pauses. "Why was I here before?"
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They were in familiar territory now.
"What have I been Chosen for?"
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The lights led her up a walkway, one that overlooked the whole caverns. They were massive and the gentle glow from the pods was a strange mix of comforting--like night lights or fireflies--and eerie--from the silhouettes of the bodies within.
||You are meant for great things.||
It was possible there was a touch of odd fondness in her telepathic "voice."
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Now, she smiles shyly, and looks down to conceal her slight blush.
"Thank you. I'll try to . . . um. I'll do my best to help you."
She looked around at the pods, to check for familiar silhouetts. "Are the other girls here, too? My teammates?"
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"Why?"
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Not "will not." Cannot. She wasn't able to.