a fabulous team aperture adventure [open]

[fattynoparents]

They were very most definitely in space.

Chell hadn't wanted to believe it--as horrible as Aperture was, the Laboratories were at least familiar and...not space--but the overwhelming evidence was right in front of her, nearly everywhere she looked (and she'd made it her personal mission to look everywhere). Knowing all the ins and outs of a place made it that much easier to plot a getaway.

Escaping was what she planned to do, of course, right after she found where they were keeping her portal device, and where GLaDOS was hiding. She didn't want to fight an army of bug aliens. Stranded between dimensions or not, she wanted the same thing she always wanted--her freedom, and no psychotic computer (Stacy or otherwise) was going to keep it from her.

And speaking of psychotic computers...

Toting an overly excitable metal sphere without the portal device predictably impeded her progress when it came to combing the ship, to say nothing of her reasons for doing so. In true Wheatley fashion, the personality construct seemed to have little comprehension of their situation's gravity, and was probably just glad he wasn't off orbiting the Moon. The sooner she got him down to Engineering, the better, even if she was more than a little apprehensive at the idea of granting him any sort of independence (ultimately, however, her robot charge was heavy and her arms were starting to hurt).

One thing she could not deny was the overwhelming vastness and strangeness of the craft. Every inch of it begged to be explored, analyzed, committed to memory. Then, perhaps, she could plan her next move.

[OOC: Chell and Wheatley are anywhere you want/need them to be, poking around and being nosy. Just specify a location in the subject line and we will make the magic happen.]

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[icanhashat.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, you wouldn't know it from lookin' at her but she's been through hell and came out spittin' fire." Jayne sounded a little proud considering the ship wasn't his.

Catching Chell's look he grinned even more, "I could show ya around if ya like. Maybe if Wash is around we could take her out for a bit." People who had never been off world often looked like Chell did right now, curious, excited. They still held a romantic notion when it came to space flight.

[notamoron]

"Oh, it'd be nice to go into space on the inside of a space ship once," Wheatley commented. Ignoring the fact that Stacy was a space ship. And that he was inside her.

[fattynoparents]

She rolled her eyes at the super astute comment from the personality sphere. Best to tune him out as usual, in favor of running her hand along the cool metal as she walked the length of the ship.

It was difficult not to look excited at Jayne's offer, and what was a small grin broke into a full-on smile, indicating that yes, she was quite interested in the prospect. Could they really get off Stacy?

[icanhashat.livejournal.com]

Jayne grinned feeling smug and a door appeared, "Come on." He offered deciding the sooner they get down to the ship, the sooner her was (In theory) going to get her into his bunk.

Pretty full of himself eh?

[notamoron]

"Um, this may be a silly question, probably not worth asking at all, but... You're not planning to leave me here, are you?" Wheatley asked.

[fattynoparents]

Oh ye of little faith. Of course Chell wasn't going to leave him, no matter how tempting the prospect.

She offered Jayne an apologetic smile before retrieving her robot charge from his place on the pole. With that taken care of, she caught up with the other man, indicating that she was ready to go.

[icanhashat.livejournal.com]

Jayne rolled his eyes realizing he wasn't going to be separating them anytime soon, but something about this challenging girl was just bringing his stubborn nature out.

It wasn't a long walk back to the hanger where Serenity was docked, the ship was old and well worn even more then the image he had brought up in the Sensorium.

"S'got a couple of shuttles on the sides there." Jayne pointed, "That one belongs to Inarra, she's a classy whore." He explained in his own manner leading them into the cargo bay.

[notamoron]

"Not a word one should use in polite company," Wheatley interjected. "It would be far more polite to say 'Classy businesswoman'."

[fattynoparents]

Unfortunately for Jayne and his bunk, Chell and Wheatley were a bit of a two-for-one deal. She wasn't about to let the little robot out of her sight.

Tuning him out, however, was another story, and something she very easily did. She honestly wasn't paying much attention to Jayne, either, because HOLY COW A REAL LIVE SPACESHIP.

It didn't matter to her what Inara did for a living, only that the inside of her shuttle was REALLY COOL.