Night 59: Main Hallway 2-West

[fourstonewalls]

[from here]The upper hallway was empty, at least at this end, though Lana could hear something skittering around. She checked her pocket -- ran her fingertips along the grip of the gun in the breast pocket of her jacket, but she didn't take it out. It hadn't done them much good last night, had it

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[wantsyourzex]

Well, one of the humans didn't seem very happy with him. That ZEX was used to, from his brief communications with humans during the War, but even then he'd thought it somewhat unwarranted. He'd never wanted to hurt them! Things had just transpired so that he had no choice in the matter. Understandable, if unfortunate.

Even if the human was displeased with him, that didn't mean he couldn't let his eyes linger on him when he had the chance. There was no harm in looking, after all. An interesting form on that one... unique, although their species was so beautifully varied that wasn't so unusual. He wasn't sure he'd ever get tired of the infinite variations on the human form...

Oh, were they talking to him? ZEX forced himself to stop ogling his new companions for a moment. "Hmm, so then this isn't within normal human capabilities... I thought as much, but I learned during the War not to underestimate your species." He glanced at the surlier human, trying to smile in what he hoped was a welcoming way. "Were- are you human as well?" If not, perhaps ZEX had gotten lucky and the human had actually once been a Thraddash, or something sensible. "Oh, I'm Admiral ZEX, by the way. I don't believe I caught your names."

ZEX glanced around the hallway, although his poor vision did him no favors. The pink lighting only made things look unreal. "As for sensing something... I don't believe so, unless I'm misunderstanding the definition of the word." And with humans, who could know for sure? Despite the fact they were speaking in a VUX dialect, their word choices could still break the pattern in strange ways. "But I don't think it would take a lot of sense to realize that something is different tonight, although what that is..."

[meanandgreen]

Who the heck cared about names? There was bigger things going on here! Raph trotted in front of the group, stopping short and demanding attention.

"Whoa, whoa. Wait just one freakin' second, here!" He pointed at ZEX. "You're tellin' me you ain't human either?"

He had a feeling he wasn't the only one, but he had to play it safe. Never know who's gonna turn out to be an enemy. Not that it made this guy any more trustworthy. He's known plenty of mutants and aliens that were even bigger pains in the shell than humans could be.

He eyed both men critically, ready to spring into action if he had to. Human or no, now that he was getting the hang of this new body thing, he could take these guys with one hand tied behind his back.

[toxicspiderman]

"Sangamon Taylor," S.T. said, and then got out of the way. There were a lot of things he could have said, like pointing out that normal here was about as constant as the surface of the Charles in a thunderstorm.  Whitecaps and shit in equal measures, but only consitent in tis turbulence.

Nah, the sooner Zex and Raph could have their little green slime heart-analog-to-heart the better.  Waking up here was disorienting enough for anyone who hadn't been ripped out of a future gonzojournalism Timothy Leary/Hunter S. Thompson crossover porno mag, and even Spider had had a few moments of looking confused before he found where the transporter beams had dumped his smartass expression.

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