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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] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-06-15 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Small arms? If that meant she still had her costume and weapons that would be great. Then she can find where her teammates are.

She brightened at the news, and smiled, "Please."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-06-15 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Walking or crawling? Hmmm. Just have to make do for now, and find her friends. She nodded and went to head into the tube.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-06-16 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Part of it wasn't that strange, but she could do without the tendrils. She was starting to hope this was a surreal dream, but it's looking less and less likely.

"Thank you, is anybody else here?" She then headed into the room, and went to find that familiar purple costume and gear.