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Billy Cranston ([personal profile] morphitudinous) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-06-07 05:29 pm

Empty Hallowed Halls [Open]

How could Billy have missed this heart-wrenchingly familiar structure on all his prior trips to the City?

On a test flight of the RADBUG's improved engine, he'd happened to turn his head just the right way and spot the unmistakable scroll-like tops of a building that had been his second home for so long. The second it was spotted in the distance, he changed course and brought the car into a descent. Moments later he parked just outside the ground-level entrance.

So the only confirmed remnants of my world are myself, my Zord, the RADBUG, and the Command Center. Perhaps Tenaya as well, but her world seems to be radically altered. I highly doubt that Zordon and Alpha are inside waiting for me, but I need to investigate.

It pained him to admit it, but he was afraid of what he would (or wouldn't) find. But a Ranger never backed away from a potentially tricky situation. Even if they had to call for backup, which Billy decided would be wise when entering an abandoned building. In seconds, a quick note was typed out on his omnicom and posted.

As Billy studied the exterior he hadn't seen in what he guessed must have been almost a year, he turned his Power Coin in his palm. It seemed to feel more charged than usual. Likely to be a low-key reaction to its location, he thought.

[identity profile] sonofether.livejournal.com 2010-06-07 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
By this point, Stephen was wishing he'd had a vehicle. At this point, he wasn't particular. At least he had coordinates. Not to mention the run would do him good. He'd kept himself in decent shape, all things considered, but he'd still been a smoker before his arrival here. Cold turkey was a rude awakening, but really, he was keeping that particular sourness compartmentalized and--damn it, he was proud of himself. He hadn't snapped yet.

Hopefully he wouldn't either.

His panting and wheezing was probably audible, though, as he approached the building, bent over, and put his head between his knees, just breathing in and out in an attempt to catch his breath.

[identity profile] sonofether.livejournal.com 2010-06-08 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
He waved a hand at Billy and straightened slowly, taking a deep breath. "I'll be fine. I'm just stubborn. My comm unit is in working condition, after all." Which meant he could have asked for a ride, but he'd wanted to run all the way there.

Just making sure the "mad" still preceded the Scientist, Stephen would say. Assuming he were asked.

"Well, I doubt I'm entirely prepared for an exploration of this caliber, but I'm as ready as I can be." He was more worried about Billy's reaction, if anything. "I expect you to let me know what I'm looking for, and looking at, if you don't mind?"

[identity profile] sonofether.livejournal.com 2010-06-08 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have a small one. I tend to load up the pockets of my lab coats. This one seems no different." True to the Scientist's words, the flashlight was small, but was an LED-driven one, so was pretty bright.

"You know, I should install a pen light in my goggles. That might work, too." He trailed off and let his brain chew on that for a few moments, before continuing.

"What do you want me to do?" Stephen's fully prepared to let Billy give him directions. While the technology itself might be easy for him to adapt to, this was Billy's home, and Stephen was well prepared to give both the building and the man as much respect as he could.

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[identity profile] neverwastenaya.livejournal.com 2010-06-08 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
While Tenaya usually tended to fail miserably at social interactions from her own , there were some things she could respect.

This was one of them. This building had been an important to Billy, and as much as it was nice to have it still standing, the emptiness and quietness was disturbing.

"So, this is it?" she asked.

[identity profile] neverwastenaya.livejournal.com 2010-06-08 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
It was strange hearing Billy talk about teleportation like it was so simple. The Rangers Tenaya had known only had access to teleportation through the Ranger Green powers, and between its unpredictability and his own ineptness with it, it was never that easy.

She looked around at the consoles, touching a few wires here and there. On some level, the technology appeared old and outdated, but in other places, it was more advanced than anything she'd ever seen. Not bad for a ten-thousand year old sage.

Finding a port she could access, she asked, "Do you mind if I plug in here? See what's in the programming?"
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[personal profile] silverduelist 2010-06-08 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Yzak was the type who would respond to a request for help, any bit of complaining or muttering about the degree of the situation aside. But seeing terms like teleportation system in a request was certainly something to raise an eyebrow at. It was intriguing to see what sort of technologies other people were accustomed to, especially since Yzak thought his own world was something to boast about.

Thankfully he was good at following directions, so he could be seen approaching the Command Center, eying it closely and with a barely noticeable tinge of wonder; this was still a new place to him, after all.
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[personal profile] silverduelist 2010-06-08 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Hello," he started, inspecting the RADBUG. For all the talk of things like teleportation, the outdated-looking vehicle was just strange. But he dismissed the thought for now.

"I'm here for the former. Although I admit that after hearing about it, I'm curious about what sort of things might be in there, as well."

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In Nomine Frater Sancti

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-06-08 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
He was almost afraid.

It was the kind of fear associated with entering a new section of this massive ship but this almost-fear turned swiftly into something else. Precisely when a paw met uncertainly with a vertical stone surface, Renne drew away as if burned by some holy flame.
This wasn't Wyvern -- he knew a castle's stone quite intimately and this was no castle stone.

He became afraid then, with the kind of fear one has upon entering sacred ground.

So Renne did the one thing he knew to do: He venerated the holy ground. He knelt, lifted his head and prayed.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-06-08 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
The scent is well known and well loved. It's a strong factor in figuring out what this may be. Scent and stone and Renne is not dim-witted in all aspects.

His hands move in slow, seemingly meaningless rings and spirals in the air. His voice quietly whispers the beginnings of a song. Fleetingly, Renne's mind reminds him that next time, if ever, he ought to wear the proper attire for coming this close. Next time, he'll cover his face and bring a blossom from the L'Langiniar chain.

Right here, right now, Renne's hands move as his voice moves, as his memory moves. From there, he offers the formation of a small gift. An offering at the foot of a sacred place.

[identity profile] lol-fireishot.livejournal.com 2010-06-08 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
It took Pyro a bit longer to find the place than he intended. He underestimated the size of the city portion of the ship by... quite a lot, but with the help of the map on this little computer doodad he did finally manage to stumble upon the building. He hefted his trusty fire axe over his shoulder as he sized the place up. Seemed a shame to have to scrap it, especially without getting to see it in action. He would have liked to check out the teleportation system, just to compare it with what he knew about Engineer's teleporters (which, granted, wasn't a whole lot, but hey).

Oh, well. Job's a job.

[identity profile] lol-fireishot.livejournal.com 2010-06-09 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Pyro nodded as Billy gave him the rundown. No idea what a Zord was, but it sounded pretty cool (and huge, if it fit in hangars). He was highly impressed with the pile o' Stuff, especially with what it implied: this was going to be a big, long job. No need for fire and explosives, unfortunately, but at least the axe was going to get a good workout.

He gave Billy an understanding thumbs up and chucked his fire axe in the cart nearest to the structure. Time to get to work.
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[personal profile] bonnypiperlad 2010-06-09 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
It's a good thing Jamie likes walking, because he's had to do rather a lot of it to find the base. Hopefully Billy hasn't gotten too bored waiting for him to finally get to where they're supposed to meet.

The Scot glances upwards at the curiously-shaped building, tilting his head to get a better look at the structure. It reminds him almost of a crown, albeit a slightly strange one.

Give him a few minutes and he might actually remember he's supposed to be trying to find Billy.
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[personal profile] bonnypiperlad 2010-06-09 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
He blinks as he's distracted by the tap on the shoulder, automatically looking to see who's interrupting. There's a brief smile when he sees it's Billy.

"Oh, there ye are. I was just...well, ye saw." It was pretty obvious what he was doing, Jamie figures. No need to go into detail. Especially not if he's actually found the correct place. Which, to be honest, he's not completely sure he has. He's not sure he's had the exterior described to him before - which is fair, since Jamie didn't mention what the outside of the TARDIS looked like.

"Is this your base, then?"

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