( you wake up, alone in the dark. )

[habitformed]

CHARACTERS: EVERYONE.
LOCATION: The Medbay, the Locker Room, the Passenger Quarters. Pick your poison.
WARNINGS: I didn't write this. The wonderful wonderment that are the mods did. I'm only borrowing so we can get this party started.
SUMMARY: You wake up. Now choose your own adventure. (Start a new thread, tag someone else's. Whatever, people.

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[umuh]

Suddenly Bella seriously didn't want to go through those doors. Meeting the people who did this? Yeah, it sounded great, and she'd personally love to unload some of how she was feeling on them, but even assuming they'd just let her (and Rarity) vent? She was angry enough that she knew she wouldn't be able to stop from tearing up in rage.

Bad enough that she wanted to cry for completely unrelated reasons, she didn't need anger provoking her into it right now.

"Yeah," she said, opting to sound more outwardly optimistic. No point in raining on Rarity's parade. It was special enough as it was. "We'll explain they have the wrong people, and they'll send us home with an apology and a gift basket. Then I can get back to getting to... Forks, and you can go back to..." she trailed off, realizing she had no idea where Rarity was from.

By that time they'd reached the door, or closer to it. Luckily Bella seemed to be managing locomotion all right, which was beneficial if Rarity was attempting to understand walking by following one of the clumsiest people onboard around. She stopped short, confused at the veritable locker room awaiting them. "Maybe we'll find people on the other side." She brightened, what she was looking at finally sinking in. "Lockers. There's got to be something around here we can borrow to clean up, or wear!" Morally gray area or not, it couldn't hurt to try.

Now, how to open these things without a combination. Or a lock.

T-threadjump time?!

[generarity]

AND THEN THREAD OVERLAP HAPPENED. And minor paradoxes but shh.