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Entry tags:
- !!stacy,
- !location: pod caverns,
- !plot: pod release,
- ben 10,
- biff,
- connor macmanus,
- cybil bennett,
- danny phantom,
- faith,
- flash,
- jono starsmore,
- kara starbuck thrace,
- kate bishop,
- kitty pryde,
- leela bricker,
- lucca ashtear,
- mr. wednesday,
- murphy macmanus,
- sam winchester,
- seamus harper,
- starfire,
- the doctor,
- tony stark,
- vincent amorason,
- will vandom,
- xander,
- zuko
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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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Or, actually, they just gently pick him up as they wrap around him, covering in a dark membranous material that was much more comfortable than it looked before setting him back down.
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"Well, Stacy, what's next, then? A tour? A long walk on the beach, two voices, talking of nothing as everything's classified?" Apparently he'd cheered up a tiny bit.
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Another lighted path led back out of the room and to another doorway along the side of the circular structure.
||This way.||
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The Doctor ran, at the promise of at least some of his possessions being at the end of the path.
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||Please enter. The Hub will take you there.||
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Another path lit up, one which would lead to a room which, quite simply, was full of stuff.
||This way to the Weapons and Possessions Lockers.||
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