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[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

Somewhere in the meaty halls of Stacy, a wall opened, ejecting a disgruntled woman onto the deck. She sprang to her feet and directed a stream of invective (mainly in Mandarin) at the wall, followed by an ineffective kick. She'd lost track of time in there (not unusual) and now was back aboard the strange spirit-ship. Not that she'd really left before. With a last muttered curse, she turned and stormed down the hallway. She needed to find out what happened while she was gone. Hopefully, not terribly much.

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[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

Well, holy shit. Tony thought she'd been repodded for good, considering it'd been months since he'd seen her. Well. He'd been podded too, so he couldn't really complain. He sped up to catch the Glass Walker.

"Hey! Mends-rhya!"

[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

"Plays-in-Traffic. So good to see a familiar face." Her tone was, well, brusque at best. Still, she bowed her head slightly in a gesture of respect, however small, to her erstwhile alpha.

"How long have I been gone and what's the situation?" Right to business with her. There'd be time for pleasantries later.

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

"Uh. Couldn't tell you the first part. A few months at least - time is wacky around here," Plays shrugged and ran a hand through his hair. "Situation? All fucked up, as normal. Got one or two new Garou on board. Bella's been repodded. Same old shit."

[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

"The usual bright and positive outlook, I see, Plays." Miriam smirked and motioned for him to walk with her as she continued down the corridor.

"What are the new Garou like?"

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

"Big. He's another Gnawer. Fourth rank Bone Gnawer called Chases-Parked-Cars," Tony slipped his hands into his pockets, shoulders slouched as he strolled along in her wake.

"Looks like a real warrior type."

[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

"An Ahroun. Just what we need." She's positively thrilled at this prospect. Thrilled.

"Can he do anything except make things dead, or is he just another warrior more muscle than brains?"

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Full-Moons are useful," Tony laughed, "Good for wrecking shit. 'Sides, he seems like a smart enough guy. Just because he's not all 'educated' like you doesn't mean he doesn't know a thing or two, yeah?"

[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

"Of course they're useful, they just seem to think they're useful for everything when they usually aren't. And you're educated, just not in the same way I am, even if you say you aren't." She grins at Tony as they move along.

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

"I think the stay in the pods improved your mood. If that's possible."

[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

"No. I'm just more pissed at that damn computer that had me running mazes than anyone else right now. Don't worry, I'll be being grumpy and mysterious again really soon."

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

"All Glass Walkers are grumpy. It's part of the whole 'stick up the ass', deal." He ducks.

[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

Miriam reaches over and slaps Tony upside the head. Lightly.

"And all Bone Gnawers are smelly, homeless, degenerates."

[playsin-traffic.livejournal.com]

"Whoa, whoa. I'll have you know I bath daily, miss 'I own a penthouse'." Tony held up a finger. "Two, I am technically not homeless."

[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

"First off, I don't own a penthouse, I live in Bel-Air in a Glasswalker neighborhood. And two, you could've fooled me." She grinned.

[coldhardfisting.livejournal.com]

Snow liked this girl, mainly because his initial reaction to many things that pissed him off enough included being physical (or attempting to, damn magic powers, sometimes). Of course, being unaware of just where she came from, he spoke as if she were brand new.

"Not that I don't approve of what you're doing, but too much of that'll get you a slap to the face by a tentacle."

[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I know the spirit in control of the ship hands out more abuse than it can stand itself," Miriam snapped in reply, fighting down the burning feeling of the Rage that was boiling inside of her. Not as much as she might expect normally, but this ship and the Bleed did strange things.

"Damned thing. I've been running mazes longer than I can care to remember."

[coldhardfisting.livejournal.com]

"Running mazes...?" he replied thoughtfully. That sounded familiar... "Oh! Is that that ... Gladius or whatever it's called that they mentioned in that information file we all got?"

[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

"Something like that," she replies dryly.

"You new? I don't think I saw you last time I was out and about." Which was quite a while ago, if she remembers correctly.

[coldhardfisting.livejournal.com]

"Yep," Snow clarified. "Fresh out of the pod."

But he had only heard this and that about GLaDOS, so her statement received a confused look in return. "What do you mean last time?"

[sometimes-lupus.livejournal.com]

"Welcome aboard, then. We have lots to do." She certainly seemed. . .underwhelmed by the prospect.

"And this GLaDOS thing snatches people from time to time, makes them run mazes. Something to do with the way we're outside of our own universes and how it effects us, I think."

[coldhardfisting.livejournal.com]

"Hah, lots to do, still little motivation to actually listen and do it on this end." He crossed his arms. "Can't say I'm really on to this whole idea yet until we find out just what this ship really is."

He remembered the part about the mazes from the file at least. "How it effects us? What, is this some kind of out of body experience sorta thing?"