trans_9 | To the Toilets! [open]

Pixie's face brightened and she perked up.

Non-creepy toilets?

She was so there. Her insectoid wings carrying her, she flew off after Paco, trying to make sure not to leave a trail of hallucinogenic pixie dust behind her.

"Wait for me!" Not that Paco would need to, really. Her wings carry her pretty well.

This John guy is already at the hub, once he showed Allison the conversation with Paco, namely the whole 'Punishment' part. "So, please, don't shoot anyone all right?"

Like this place wasn't weird enough already.

Allison has a look on her face like she just can't believe that this place could be creepier. "Fine. God."

Mia decided she'd play tour-guide along with Paco. The walk around would be a good cooldown after her training workout. She also hoped to get a few words with him if possible, on her own matters, and checking up on him post-Yeerk.

She arrived at the hub and gave Paco a wave hello. "Greetings, great warrior Beats-With-Sticks." She smirked and winked at him.

"Hey Speedy, long time no shoot arrows at my head," Paco said, waving back. He grinned at the guy he didn't recognize and--

...Oooh. Oh boy.

"Heeey, I'm guessing you're not River. Uh, you've got an alternate universe twin. Please don't shoot her, she's mostly harmless."

Pixie blinks and she looks between the girl and Paco. "Why..." she looks at the girl, "Do you like shooting people?"

That's not good, right? Granted, maybe Stacy would see that this not-River was going to shoot someone and go all tentacle-grabby on her ass.

Or something.

"Mmhm." John. That is not an answer of any variety. "No, this is Allison. Who is River?"

"...what?" And John? Gets a hell of a Look. "Stop telling people that. I'm not going to shoot her. Is she metal?"

"Nah, it was just some archery games. If I'd really wanted to hit him, he wouldn't be here now. Kidding. Mostly." Mia giggled and looked at the new girl. "Nice wings, nicer hair." She grins, giving her a thumbs-up, before turning back to Paco.

"How you doing since the slug stuff?" Her expression softens. "You definitely earned a reprieve from any more William Tell stuff." She looked off to the side, lowering her voice, but specifically not so low he couldn't hear her. "Even if you didn't go for the trick that Jaime did...." Her eyes turned back to him with a teasing look.

"River's a girl from five-hundred hears ahead of when I'm from and an alternate universe. A little kooky, but probably not going to attack you unless you attack her first. And not remotely metallic."

Mia's question got a far-too-casual shrug. "I'm dealing. But we're not here to talk about slugs, we're here to talk about Ceiling Stacy Not Watching Us Poop."

She's beaming at Mia and mouths a 'thanks!' before saying, "I keep on wanting to dust her when I go to the bathroom, but I don't want to get a violation when I need to go. But it's creepy. Are we sure that there's some place where she can't...you know...watch?"

"Okay, okay, I won't." That is to Allison, before John really...takes in Pixie's appearance with a breath and a nod. Wings. All righty.

"According to Paco there's one in the city?" Why doesn't this city have a name is what John wants to know. "We just got here, I don't know how any of this works."

Allison is pointedly ignoring the wings. Perhaps in an effort to prove to John she's not guncrazy. Maybe. Maybe.

"But apparently no real beds." Facemaking.

Mia rolled her eyes. "Try survival training on an uninhabited island, then cry about no real beds."

Back to Paco, discretely. "Need to talk to you a bit later." She then moved next to him and addressed the show. "Okay, nice to meet all you new blood here. I'm Mia Dearden, Speedy if you prefer. Figure you've had the basics explained by now. Captain Biceps here will now explain how to have your most personal of bodily functions made a little less personal with the ship's computer. Paco?" She grins at him.

"Pfft," Paco said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. 'Captain Biceps' indeed!

"Right, so, this is the Hub. You've all been here before, it's how you got up out of the Pod Caverns. Those are on level one, as far as we can tell; and we're on level five, which seems to be as high up as we can go. The City's on level four, and it's where Stacy keeps the building's she's kidnapped. Mostly churches and stuff. And it's big. The entire Vatican City's down there, and there are tons of other things just like it. I'm understating it when I say that Stacy is huge.

"Now," he continued, "Stacy's got things mostly organized so that we can wander around to our hearts' content. Except she's kind of broken, so she can't really watch the City the same way as she can watch us up here. If you take a swing at someone up here, Stacy will grab you and slam you into the wall and yell at you. In the City, she has trouble seeing you do that. This also means that she doesn't know what's down there. Since I've gotten here -- and I was in one of the first groups -- we've been attacked by six-foot, acid-spitting cockroaches, and slugs that crawl inside people's heads and take over their brains. So try not to go exploring alone. And now that that's done with--" he turned and stepped into the Hub. "We go to the Public Bathrooms!"

"..." Pixie flitted behind Paco. "I'm glad to have missed the roaches," she says, "giant bugs creep me out." This from the girl with insectoid wings on her back. She blinks and looks around at the ragtag group she's got there. And then she looks back at Paco. Really nice biceps. Blink blink. "So, what are the chances of there being toilet paper made out of paper and not leaves?"

"Try living nearly two decades literally underground, and then we'll talk about who is crying." Mia might mean well but a) John doesn't know her and b) the boy has a weirdly-possessive streak a mile wide so she just gets glared at.

Acid-spitting cockroaches and brain slugs get a slightly disgusted expression and not much else, from John. He's learning, which requires eyes and ears open, mouth closed.

Except, apparently, to Mia's comment.

The look that Allison gives Mia? Is far beyond angry and annoyed. But John already said something, so she doesn't plan to. Yet. Yet.

"Acid-spitting bugs. Great. Got it." Now? She's really glad to have a gun.

"Ah." Mia pauses at that reply. "Touche. My bad." She nods her head in apology, then turns as the group gets moving.

She catches the winged girl admiring Paco and smiles a catlike smirk. "I know; but sorry Tinkerbell, he's taken. As for the other stuff, toilet paper's not as bad a situation as you might expect.

Paco overheard Mia's "he's taken" and winced. Yeeeeeeeeah not so much anymore, but he doesn't want to talk about that either.

The Hub spat them out down on the level of the City. And, just like Paco said, the place is ridiculously huge. It's hard to say if Stacy's walls are even visible from where they're standing.

"Welcome to the City!" he announced in his Wrestling Commentator voice. "Bathrooms are this way. And yes, they do have toilet paper, and running water. We're not sure how it gets restocked or if Stacy just got the "infinite" toilet paper brand, but we've been using it for awhile now and the amount of toilet paper on the rolls has yet to shrink at all."

He began leading the group down the path, pointing out the important landmarks for locating the bathrooms.

Pixie raises an eyebrow at Mia as she flits around the group. "I was just looking, Alpha Dog. No harm, no foul." She grins at Mia and flits over to the other side of the small group, putting some distance between her and the blonde. All the better to control impulses of dusting people in the face. "This is...actually way cooler than the Sensoriums, in a way," she says. It's clear that, despite whatever's happened on the ship, Pixie hasn't really spent much time down here, if at all.

The Hub had to be one of the strangest ways to get around in John's opinion, but they were out of it and on their feet in a moment so he gets to follow the others and wish he had pockets to shove his hands in while he takes in this here city.

It is MASSIVE, which is the first thing that occurs to him; none of the inherent claustrophobia that comes on the level they'd 'popped' on. Granted with more space comes the lack of ability to keep track of everything, and that isn't lost on John at all.

"...Sensoriums?" He queried, now that Pixie was closer to him and Allison than Paco and Mia. "What are those?"

She had done her best to ignore the strangeness of it, was finding that doing that helped out a lot. If she ignored it, no one would bother her about her freaking out. Right? Sure.

Still. There were things she was curious about. The lack of claustrophobia on this level being one of them.

And she really wished they had beds. "Maybe it's like a movie theatre." Which she also hasn't seen since she was three.

Mia laughed. "Alpha dog? Are you kidding? Totally not me. And totally not taken by me either."

She turned to the others. "You ever hear of a holo-deck?" She grins from ear to ear.

"The Sensoriums are awesome," Paco said. "Also, here's a big hint: eat there, not in the Mess Hall. It's technically the same glop, but Stacy can make you think it's not."

The churches and other very important-looking buildings were becoming more sparse, and slowly being replaced by plain, boxy structures. They looked like really unimaginative warehouses.

"We're getting close!"

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