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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] lord-vetinari.livejournal.com 2008-06-18 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Hmm. Then I have three questions." He counts them off on his long spindly fingers as he walks. "First. What is this great deed that is to be accomplished? Second. Who exactly are YOU, my disembodied friend? And third. How much further to the clothing room?"

There is a whine from Wuffles.

"And fourth. Wuffles needs food. The premium type that comes in gravy. Not any of this jelly nonsense."

[identity profile] lord-vetinari.livejournal.com 2008-06-18 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Getting answers pleased him.

"I see... Stacy. You have been most helpful. Who are these others whom you have brought here? Are any of them wizards?"

[identity profile] lord-vetinari.livejournal.com 2008-06-18 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmmm. As you wish."

Vetinari picks up Wuffles again and moves to the centre as directed, then peers upwards curiously.

"Are you sure this isn't the University?"