Kang hadn't been further than two feet away from Fonrar ever since she'd shown up. He knew it was probably annoying her, but he'd been on the ship for nearly a year, the best he could tell, without her, and he'd missed her. Even the trip to the med bay to get the damn contraceptive shots (luckily the EMH had taken care of it, preventing any possible awkward run-ins with acquaintances, but Fon hadn't been very happy about having to do it), he'd stuck right by her.

The children had quite happily run off somewhere before that, with looks on their faces that indicated they knew exactly what their parents meant when they said they needed to talk; Kali had probably dragged Grosk off to Hydroponics or one of the Sensoriums to play.

Kang was telling the truth about needing to talk, though, and it was clear that something was bothering him on the way to the building he and Kali had moved into recently. As they walked, he explained what life on Stacy was like, and told her about the people he considered to be friends and even family.

"If we weren't limited to a day, I'd introduce you to them," he said, wings set a little high. "You'd like Trudy, and Eva. Hell, I think you'd like all of them."

There was a major difference in Aqua now that Terra was here, if only for a day. While she'd gotten a lot better since she'd first woken on the ship, the stress that was always present within her seemed to be gone, and the lingering darkness that had haunted her ever since Xehanort had forced her and her friends apart had lifted.

"I thought you might want to see a little more of the ship than just the house," she said. "The City's always a good place to start."

"I don't believe this," Tenaya said once she'd gotten to meet who Stacy had podpopped for her. "Sure, she could have popped, oh, say, my brother, but Stacy thinks to bring you?"

She was going to be annoyed, thanks. Dr. K was a genius, but there was the whole thing where she'd played a very loud violin to defeat Tenaya. Twice.

"So I guess I've got to take you out on a date or something now, right?"

The setting: an amusement park, with the worlds biggest, most exciting rollercoaster ride. Hank and Janet sat in the car as it slowly ascended upward. Despite having fought countless super villains and faced life threatening situations, Hank held onto the part tight as he started to perspire.

"I hope this is fun enough for you Janet..." Hank says and swallows nervously.

Sam was still beside himself, so very excited that Jared was actually here. His brother, here on the ship. He couldn't be happier.

So here they were, in his Medbay, having a drink together. "...and so let all of that stew for a while, and it changes into this." He tipped his glass toward Jared's for a celebratory clink. He spun a bit in his chair, about a half rotation, back and forth. "Oh, I haven't shown you the best part." He typed a bit on his console and addressed an area ahead of him, toward the middle of the room they were in. "Emergency Medical Hologram?"

And there he appeared. "Please state the nature of the emergency," he said automatically. "You seem rather relaxed, Dr. Henderson."

Sam glanced over to Jared with a look that plainly said: Is this cool or what?

Ellistree had followed Nokosi and Kaya into hydroponics, and for the first time since arriving on board the Transmigration 9 did she feel at complete ease.

Not that she felt bad being around the odd vessel, but the lack of nature was uncomfortable for sure. The vast variety of flora and fauna in the place was an amazing breath of fresh air, and it was clear that the child of nature was at home in such environments. It almost looked as if her skin took on a beatiful glow as she sauntered off through the place, smiling and dancing amongst the trees, and creatures kept in Hydroponics.

The rather tall elf was trully in a state of bliss, and anyone who approached her might get a sudden hug, or a playful gesture depending on how they approached her. But granted a more hostile approach won't be shyed away from, after all, Ellistree was fiercer than most feral druids, and that was saying a lot. It could be balmed on the blood that coursed trough her veins, making her even more dominant and aggressive than normal.



[[OOC: Open post! Really! Anyone can join in, don't be shy, she won't bite (Much!). You're free to interact with anyone who's in the initial post (Ellistree, Nokosi, Kaya, Billy or Ronnae. Or you can join in the FFA tag spree between them, it's all game! Threadjacking encouraged! Feeling brave enough to poke at the tall elven looking woman?! Go for it! It's all for fun!]]

Let it never be said that Stacy was not benevolent toward her crew. Truth was, she loved them, to the point of risking her own life. And thus, she'd been busy for quite some time... silently she had worked, trying to get into her own archives and cross-checking references. She was going to help boost morale and give them a gift - show them people they cared about, wake them up for a single day as proof that, yes, they were there, close by. She was going to give them a day to awaken, to see their loved ones again and to go back, knowing that their time would come one day or another...

It sounded so beautiful and poetic on theory. In reality, it could become a true disaster. Spent of most of the energies doing this task, in complete secrecy to keep it as a surprise, Stacy's never-ending work was only stopped by its own Warden program, which pulled the plug on the ship's search to find everyone at least someone they cared about. That, unfortunately, left her not only spent of energy which was dangerous in itself - but it also meant that some of the crew would be deprived of seeing their close ones, no doubt leaving some of them bitter.

The road to hell has always been paved by good intentions.

Stacy's voice was decidedly more cheerful than normal as she spoke to the entire ship.

|| Transmigration Nine crew, please report to the Observation Deck. I have a gift for you. ||

She repeated the request, and waited.

Once most of the crew had made their way there, she continued.

||I have been working on a...|| she couldn't quite find the proper word and settled on the next one, || present for you. While many of your records are locked to even me, I have worked to find the pods which contain people close to you. I...apologize if some of you may end up with no one, it is not my fault I...|| suddenly Stacy's voice seemed a little less cheerful, ||The Warden stopped me before I could finish everything completely. Please do not feel like I targeted you specifically, I really did my best to get as many of your friends and companions awake as possible for today.||

Now was the hardest part to explain.

||And that is, unfortunately, all that can be given to you. Because their avia are not yet ready to be properly awakened, they'll be here for a single day. Please make the most of it, so you can feel better and continue our mission with renewed vigor . I hope that meeting those that care about you will give you a boost of energy that you all need.|| Spoken like a mother who put her children before herself. ||But if you can...look at it this way, it means that they are here, and one day I will proudly awaken them properly when they are ready.||

Her voice was becoming strange as she went on. Not static-like, but raspy, like someone who was running out of breath.

||And I am afraid that I must go offline for a few hours due to the strain this is putting on...me...|| It sounded really painful for her to speak, completely spent and only going because she wanted to at least give them a proper last word. ||I...hope...you...will...be...happy...a...lit--||

For the first time in a long while, Stacy was completely silent.

[OOC: GO FOR IT.]

There was nothing. You were going about your normal life, then there was a bright light, and then? Nothing.

Then the world lurches.

The chamber here is humid.

Actually, "chamber" isn't quite accurate. You're in a cavern, half-lit by an eerie greenish light, going on and on as far as the eye can see. The light is coming from what can only be described as pods, glistening, round greenish-yellow things, glowing with a pale inner light, outlining human -- and not quite human -- forms. Each is rooted to the floor, to the walls, with something black, twisted, and unidentifiable.

They line the walls of the cavern, go up in maddeningly high columns, curling and corkscrewing up into the darkness, until the light from them is like that of the stars, glowing pale and mournful in clusters in the darkness above. Twisted walkways and stairs crisscross, traverse the platforms in front of the pods, wending their way back and forth, up and down through the chamber.

You just came from one of those pods, broke free like a butterfly from a (slimy, nasty) chrysalis.

Now you stand alone but not quite alone, naked, not knowing how you got there, who took you, or why you were taken.

As your body heats up again, you realize the air is warm -- just a few degrees too warm to be comfortable -- and muggy; it smells acrid and organic, like freshly spilt blood and sweat. Your mouth tastes of salt.

The floors are pulsing under your feet, throbbing...

Wherever you are, this entire place...is alive.

Oh, and also you're naked and covered in alien snot.

This time, though, things are a little different.



She loves you. Her voice is warm, motherly, and she tells you that she is the ship that you are on. She tells you to follow the glowing lights on the floor, and that your questions will be answered soon. Once you go up the massive spiraling walkway, you are cleaned and clothed by moving vines that drop from the ceiling, and put in a soft, plant-like body suit. Then, you are led to a room where you may gather your few, if any, belongings, before being sent to the Observation Deck.

[OOC: Visitation Day has begun! This part is only for the Most Important Persons popping, and is completely optional; if you'd rather skip it and move right on to the reunions, feel free!]