http://pantsr4pansies.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pantsr4pansies.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-07-22 04:25 am

Watching and Waiting [open]

Paranoia was a perfectly reasonable reaction to waking up in a strange place covered in slime, having a fight with tentacles that put some kind of throbbing...thing on him, and then being forced to run through mazes that shot fire, a cruel voice passive-aggressively taunting him the entire time.

Tarzan didn't know where he was, didn't know what was going on, and didn't know what happened to the people--and gorillas---he cared about most. His entire world had been turned upside down. He'd found himself in a strange place completely full of people, more people than he'd even imagined existed. It was full of lots of strange people, and some of them walked on two legs but didn't look human; others were clearly animals but they conversed with humans with apparently no difficulty.

They all were strange to him. Frightening, even to one that had faced Sabor. It was all so confusing. Even terrifying, all the more so because he couldn't find Jane or his mother anywhere, even when he searched during the times other slept.

So he'd hidden in Hydroponics, and taken to the trees, wary of every living being on the ship.

Anyone that entered Hydroponics and stayed there for long might find themselves having the unmistakable feeling that they were being watched.

But he was just as curious as he was frightened and cautious. As much as he was holding back from the people on the ship, he had a burning desire to speak to them, to figure out what they were all about.
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[personal profile] sunlightsister 2011-07-26 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"I hope you don't mind, but I think I'll follow you from above," Celestia said, laughing. "I'm afraid I'm not quite as adept as you in the trees."

And with that she stretched her wings and leaped up, rising above the tree tops to fly above Tarzan, keeping a close eye on him as she followed.
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[personal profile] sunlightsister 2011-07-30 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
With a flutter of her wings, Celestia descended down to land in the clearing. Perhaps if she were more familiar with humans she would have found Tarzan's eating of the grass odd - but Celestia was a pony. In Equestria, grass was a perfectly normal food source.

Of course, Celestia was nonetheless the princess. While she could simply graze, her subjects expected a higher level of manners from her. So instead of lowering her head to eat, her horn glowed as she used magic to teleport up a small clump of grass for her to nibble on.

"This is delicious!" she remarked after her bite. "You do have very good taste."
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[personal profile] sunlightsister 2011-07-31 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
Celestia was content now to simply spend her time eating; for now, she would simply stand and amicably eat a meal with her new friend.