Pod-Pop

[cityship]

||Pod Release Protocols Initating|| Stacy's familiar voice sounded out to all the podmates.

In the Pod Caverns, there were the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.

There was condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in the pods, as the people inside slid out onto the floors, covered in slime.

Pop. Poppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiissss.

Comments

[cityship]

||You are in the pod-caverns.|| Oh, look, it's that voice again!

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

Luly's face... tenses, just a little, at the voice in their heads.

[notamission.livejournal.com]

Okay. So the voice had a sense of humor- sarcastic but it was there. Mal snorted a laugh, "Okay.. But where in th' Black are we? What planet are we near?" It would tell him how far they were away from Persephone or where to get off at the next stop to hitch a ride back to his own boat. To him it was a logical question to be asking.

[cityship]

||You are in the pod-caverns. All other information is classified.||

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

"That doesn't help at all!" She is, Mal can obviously tell, juuust a bit bothered by the situation.

[notamission.livejournal.com]

A small bit Mal would agree to yes. Classified information was a bad thing in his opinion- really bad, hands of blue, Alliance agents sort of bad. By the expression that was crossing his face it was clear that he himself was starting to be come rather annoyed at the current turn of events. "All right.. first we find cloths then more information about where we are. Get me to a radio an' I'm sure I can find my boat and get us the ruttin hell off this ship."