trans_9 | Look at you, soaring through the air. Like an eagle. Piloting a blimp. [OPEN]

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Look at you, soaring through the air. Like an eagle. Piloting a blimp. [OPEN]

To say Chell had been shaken up by Stacy's "gift" would be an understatement. First, Cave Johnson, in the flesh, then the mysterious Other Person, the one who'd led her to GLaDOS' chamber that first time, the one who scrawled cryptic messages in back rooms and painted all those murals of her. Knowing there had been another living person running through the bowels of Aperture the same time she was fighting for her life was a shock, to say nothing of actually meeting the man. It was only a day, but it was enough. She needed to get her mind elsewhere before it wandered to unsavory places. Well. More unsavory places than it had already been.

Generally, when she spent time in the Sensoriums, it was in an imagined outdoor landscape, a yellow wheat field with a brilliant blue sky and perfect white clouds--the opposite of the lab in which she'd been imprisoned, almost foreign. Now, however, Chell was looking for familiarity, and as much as she hated the test chambers, hated what they reminded her of, she had to admit they were the most familiar thing she knew. And on a place like Stacy, familiarity was comfort, especially in the wake of recent events.

And it was good to have a portal device again, even if it was only imaginary. She just plain felt safer with one, the weight of it in her hands and the knowledge that it could provide life-saving escape if the need arose.

Chell had always thought that GLaDOS' puzzles would be fun without the presence of a homicidal robot or two after her blood, and so she found an unoccupied Sensorium and started devising a few of her own, ones with lots of sheer drops and high-mounted panels and aerial faith plates, perfect for launching herself from ledge to ledge around the chamber. If she closed her eyes it was almost like flying.

[OOC: Bendytimed to after Visitation Day. LET US ALL THINK WITH PORTALS.]

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Zouichi entered the room and... what was this? There was someone flying around on the ledges above him and was that Chell? He'd never been in GLaDOS's testing chambers, so he didn't recognize the location, but he figured from their previous conversation that this might be the sort of place in which she'd spent her time before being picked up by the ship. Which just brought up the question of why she was here now.

Zouichi launched himself over the long gap to the next platform. A gap insurmountable for a human (well, without equipment, anyway), but perfectly surmountable for him.

...Yes, he was cheating.

She landed hard on one of the ledges just in time to see what looked like Zouichi display some decidedly superhuman ability. Though things like this weren't necessarily surprising to her after observing much of Stacy's crew, her cake-baking friend hadn't struck her as possessing any kind of supernatural power. So that was curious.

With her gun aimed at where he'd landed, she pulled the trigger of her gun, a blue oval opening on the wall next to him. The orange went right under her feet. VWOOP. Hello there!

And all of a sudden they were suddenly in the same place. Except they were definitely not just a second ago. Zouichi looked back at the portal, through which he could see the other side, and...

"What is that? Some sort of... gate mechanism?"

He'd never seen anything quite like it (and he'd seen quite a few unusual pieces of technology in his time).

Gate mechanism was a good way to put it. She raised an eyebrow at Zouichi with a small smile. She never got to show off the portal gun to others, and the prospect of "explaining" the device to him seemed like fun.

A blue portal on the closest white panel, an orange portal on the wall a few feet down.

Chell took a step back and raised a finger to indicate that he should play close attention. Then, slowly, she stuck her arm in the blue portal and waved at her company from the orange one.

SCIENCE.

How was that even possible? A stable portal from one location to another, no detrimental effects on living organisms?

He approached the blue portal slowly, then stuck his hand through. It came out of the orange one, but his arm felt no different. It was just... in a different part of the room. Somehow.

"So this is the kind of experiment you were talking about? I've heard about space-warping technology, but..."

Rarity found herself missing her boutique again and entered the sensoriums once more. If it was occupied, she would leave but what she saw was unbelievable.

From the corner of her eye, she saw a figure soaring through the air without any effort and without any wings. Now she was curious. However, the figure kept moving rapidly and Rarity could not find the right opportunity to speak.

Not wanting to waste any more time, the unicorn called out, "Excuse me, how are you flying without wings?"

With science, anything was possible.

Chell's face broke into wide grin at Zouichi's reaction and she ducked into the glowing blue oval, emerging instantly from its counterpart, gesturing for him to follow.

Even if the gun was developed by a morally reprehensible company with little to no ethics protocol, you had to admit it was cool.

Oh. Oh it was one of those tiny colorful talking horses. A different one, at least, not the one that seemed to have problems keeping quiet (not unlike someone else she knew).

Chell skidded to a stop on one of the ledges just in time to catch wind of the question. With two well-placed portals, one in the pit below her and another on the wall behind her, she leapt from the platform to the blue oval below and launched herself from the orange one above, landing hard on her boots right in front of Rarity.

Well... it was sort of hard not to catch some of that enthusiasm. And he was curious. He stepped through after her, and found himself immediately on the other side. The implications were sort of mind-boggling. Almost every aspect of human life was based on the the idea of linear movement; if you wanted to get from point A to point B, you had to walk, swim, or fly.

Plus, it wasn't based on magic (at least, not that he could tell), which didn't make any sense at all. It was based on SCIENCE.

...Just like psychics and zombie viruses!

"I didn't even know you had a device like that. I've never seen you carrying it around."

Rarity stepped back a bit, slightly intimidated but she got distracted by the lovely white boots she was wearing. "Ooo! That looks absolutely gorgeous! I've never seen anything like it."

Well, that was rather unexpected. Usually when she thought with portals around people unaccustomed to such marvelous SCIENCE, they were endlessly fascinated by the device.

She glanced down at her shoes in confusion, sticking a foot out and rolling on the ball of her foot. Granted, Chell didn't think a whole lot about fashion, and never thought of the Long-Fall Boots as anything but a necessary utility.

Raising her eyebrows, she graced Rarity with her best puzzled face, as if to say these?

"The shape is sleek and streamlined. The colour totally enhances its beauty! And it looks really good on your leg, I don't my hooves can fit into such fabulous-ness. What kind of boots are these?"

Rarity was saying everything rather quickly. Anything about fashion made her really excited.

Alas, this ASHPD was imaginary. Something about all the real ones being hidden away for GLaDOS' testing. Chell could see why such a thing was necessary, as one could easily hurt oneself if one didn't know what they were doing. Stacy's walls probably couldn't accept portals,anyway.

Still, it was frustrating, and the sentiment clearly showed on her face.

This time, in lieu of paper and pencil, she imagined up the words right above her head.

Can't find my real one.

"Ah. Well, I suppose I can see how it might be a little dangerous..." Or extremely dangerous; Zouichi could easily imagine someone hurting themselves or others with a device like this. Still, he'd gotten to keep all his weapons, so why not let Chell have her gate-creator-thing?

"Did you at least find some of your other possessions when you got here?"

She nodded. They'd given her the Long-Fall Boots, and she gestured down to them accordingly. Besides that, however, nothing, unless she counted Wheatley, and Chell didn't really want to do that. Her responsibility, sure, and since receiving it, she carried her shiny new manual override with at all times, but it wasn't like she owned him.

Just thinking about it made her huff, a dissatisfied expulsion of air that conveyed exactly what she thought about only having her boots, and not her portal device.

She could do nothing but blink exaggeratedly, trying to process what this colorful, excited unicorn was saying about her boots.

In lieu of answering the question, Chell plunked herself down and removed one of the shoes, offering it to Rarity for closer inspection. If talking ponies could actually hold things with their hooves, after all.

"Sorry to hear it." He looked at the boots curiously. "Those were the kind of boots you drew on Wheatley, aren't they? I'm guessing they help you run and jump?"

They didn't really look like they provided much protection, but some of the design looked similar to the prosthetic devices of his world. Besides, if you had to make a lot of long jumps...

Another nod as she considered the best way to demonstrate the abilities of her magical science boots.

Keeping one portal on the wall, she re-positioned the other above them and stepped through the first, falling from the ceiling and landing hard, but unharmed, on her feet.

TA-DAAH.

Today found Jamie with a tray of slop, on his way to the Sensoriums to imagine up something much more pleasant to eat. He headed into the first one he could find, planning on heading right back out if it was occupied.

Which, of course, it was. However, the location wasn't too dissimilar to a few places he'd been before he woke up on Stacy - just with more ledges and gaps and a figure high above him on one of those ledges.

At least, that's what it looked like. He peered upwards, trying to get a better glimpse to see if he was right. Yes, there was someone. That lassie with the wee robot from Engineering, actually, doing...what was she doing?

"Hey!" he called up to her. "What are ye doing?"

Rarity levitated the white boot with her magic and examined it closely. She was quite interested in the curvy heel pad extending behind the boot. "Looks rather springy." The unicorn remarked as she stretched out a hoof to touch it curiously.

"Oh and my name is Rarity. What's yours?" She looked up at the lady with a smile.

He looked genuinely intrigued by this (although he was startled by the cavalier way in which she fell from the ceiling). How interesting. "How far can you fall without being damaged? Or does it not matter?" If they were designed to account for terminal velocity, she could essentially survive any fall in an Earthlike environment.

In which case those were some pretty sweet boots.

This time she shrugged, indicating that she didn't really know. She could, however, offer her best guess.

Miles. Fell down an elevator shaft once.

Well. It wasn't so much a "fell down an elevator shaft" as it was a "punched down an elevator shaft by a giant angry robotic arm belonging to an equally giant, equally angry robot", but that was probably beside the point.

The point was that it was a very long elevator shaft.

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"In other words, you could fall from just about anywhere on Earth and be totally fine. That's some pretty good survivability."

He did a lot of falling, too, mostly because that was what happened when you lived in a world filled with superpowered zombies and explosions, but he didn't think he managed it with quite as much savoir faire. Usually.

"...but how'd you end up falling down an elevator shaft?"

Chell imagined that floaty magic-thing she was doing certainly came in handy when you didn't have...well. Hands.

The strange telekinesis interested her so much, in fact, that she almost didn't realize that name exchanges were happening. She hadn't quite realized yet that it was rude to stare.

By now, however, she'd at least realized what to do when someone introduced themselves. Still not terribly inclined to speak, she carefully imagined up the letters right above her head.

C H E L L.

Hello there, friendly funny-accent skirt-wearing man. She did, of course, recognize Jaime from their little session in engineering, and recognized him as one of the more level-headed, tactful people present that day. Chell could appreciate that, and offered him a wave before portaling down to meet him at the entrance.

It was difficult to know who'd been through GLaDOS' test chambers while aboard Stacy. Lash seemed to be familiar with her device, but not Zouichi.

She gestured outward with the device, figuring it was enough explanation, especially if he'd seen one before. You know. Just thinking with portals.

Edited 2011-09-30 21:00 (UTC)

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How would Chell react to a talking unicorn? XD

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NOT WELL

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Aw =(

NAH ponies just confuse her that's all.

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