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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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It turned out to be his wallet. Which still had cash and all his cards in it, but wasn't exactly what he was hoping for. Where's the rest of me stuff? He'd been wearing his jacket and uniform when he'd been released into Weapon X custody, after all.
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Non-functional clothing. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Apparently what it meant was that Jono's wallet was the only item of his left. Sighing, he pinched the bridge of his nose. Damn it. An' I really liked that jacket.