trans_9 | Foodplot: Parte Uno [Closed]

After the 'bitching about Stacy' session finally reached a head, Sakura and Howard decided to actually do something about all the questions they had about their spacefaring fleshy home. Granted, they couldn't really find anything out about the Ohm on their own, and the Daligig were Right Out, so that left exploring the ship itself.

Time for them to find out what it is that they're putting in their bodies.

They drew on a few people they trust, or at least have figured out well enough to not distrust (more than they usually do), and now they're gathered at the mess hall at some awkward hour when no one is there to eat. They've brought Kanoe Zouichi (specialties: stuff going boom and wrangling Howard into being cooperative) and Ian Chesterton (specialties: hot cocoa, also science). And Ian's brought Barbara Wright (specialties: ??? and pissing Howard off).

Howard's tucking away at a tray of slop, figuring that if they're going to find anything that puts them off eating food forever, he might as well enjoy sweet, delicious ignorance now.

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Sakura tried to cut through the tentacles around her knees, but that sheilding (or something) was in place. Cursing, she was dragged toward the chute and thrown down it even as she had her kunai in hand and was attempting to use it to cut into the meat of Stacy's helper tentacles.

She couldn't stop herself from crying out as she shot down the chute and -- got stuck.

"Oh no," she said, "No way is this happening."

Her medic pouch had her securely jammed up against one wall of the chute. "Be careful coming down!"

Please don't dogpile on her and send her shooting out the far end. (Not that Stacy seemed inclined to listen to her plea!)

When the tentacle wrapped around his neck Ian took hold of it, trying to pull it away. He hadn't managed to move it at all by the time Barbara started hacking at it. All the time it was pulling him towards the chute. Since it wasn't that wide, Ian stretched himself out and found himself being slammed against the wall instead. "Ow," he said, although with the tentacle around his throat, it only came out as a whisper.

Zouichi took a moment to fire a gravity shell at the tentacle around Ian's neck, if only because it was in danger of choking him, what the hell ship, but didn't have much time to see if he'd hit his mark. He pulled off a tight roll, avoiding the tendrils aiming for his arms. He'd had quite enough of that on Galilee, thank you.

But still, message received. They weren't welcome here. He was all too happy to back right up to the chute the dead cow had fallen down into. It had hit the ground, so that was... reassuring, right?

...well, there was only one way to find out.

Howard's down the chute a second later, having finally lost a hold of his grip on a counter edge. The ship, at least, has the decency to toss his backpack down after him.

The chute leads down to the cafeteria. The rejected intruders will now find themselves on the mess hall floor, piled up on a tray with slop, the cow, and probably some people giving them some very weird stares.

Barbara lost her grip on Ian and the tentacle around his neck, causing her to slip over again. A batting from another wriggling tentacle sent her sprawling down the chute after Howard and onto the small pile forming on the floor.

She groaned. Somewhere in her mind, she was thankful that her head hadn't slapped against something this time but the dead cow took any and all feelings of comfort she might have had. Her stomach heaved but she kept it in. Just. She just needed to take some deep breaths and she would be fine.

Sakura didn't realise she'd been shunted into one of the smaller chutes leading to the same destination, cutting out of the main chute and coming back to it again before the exit.

She only realised when she heard the others shooting by, without seeing a single one of them. Worse, the chute she was in seemed to be constricting, and a sudden rush of air came just as she freed her medic pouch.

Except the air was rushing from her feet to her head, and...

... In a sudden burst of explosive energy, Sakura was sneezed out of the chutes on top of the rest down below, with accompanying extra goo flying around and splattering the area as a whole.

The tentacle let go all of a sudden and what with everyone else having gone down a chute and another tentacle approaching, Ian got up and jumped down it himself. He narrowly missed managing to land on anyone, but did end up stepping in the dead cow. "Great." He looked around and saw the other people and decided against saying anything about never eating again. sometimes ignorance was bliss.

Zouichi landed on the ground and tried not to step on anyone. Or the fetal cow, which by now was no doubt stinking up the mess hall.

"Right. So I think I'm just going to take a bath for a couple of hours."

Or days. Ugh.

"Showers are better," Howard says pretty much automatically, extricating himself from the pile of people and dragging his pack and the cow with him. You better not fight him for that cow, because you know you all want to.

"Did Stacy just sneeze you out? Oh god, she really is feeding us snot."

Splattered with extra goo, Barbara no longer felt anywhere near sanitary. Not that she felt close before. She had a grip on Ian's arm to help him around the dead cow, even though he probably didn't need the extra help.

Barbara took one look at Howard dragging away the dead cow and had to focus intently on the back wall before she lost control of the abdominal reflex she was dealing with so well.

"I um, I think a shower sounds like an excellent idea," and if she remembered correctly, the TARDIS had an excellent disinfectant shower on board. Somewhere.

It would be a long time before she ate voluntarily from Stacey again.

Sakura didn't even bother responding to any of that. She checked her medic pouch for contents, flicked some excess goo off her wrist, looked to the others in order to ensure no one was bleeding, sporting broken bones, or otherwise seriously injured, then was gone.

Just like that, at top speed, heading toward a familiar shower and a hot to cold run of water to make her feel human again.

"Let me know what you find out form that cow," Ian asked Howard, before following Sakura out of the mess hall, albeit at a more leisurely pace.

Zouichi shrugged, took off his helmet, and started on his way back to the inn. Although he did pause for a moment to see if Howard needed help with the horrible cow.

Nope. Howard's content to drag that moo-cow all the way home all by himself. He's practically whistling as he does so.

There is, apparently, no accounting for taste.

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/and end! Thanks for playing, everyone!