For the newbies, there are people waiting for them in the Obs Deck. A whole gaggle of people. Behind them is the nasty statue, and the beautiful sight through the windows of the stars streaming past and the swirling vortex of collars that was interdimensional travel ( Read more... )

In a way, it was almost good to be back. After all, the ship was free of giant insects (or so one would hope), he was no longer being toyed with like a rat in a maze, and.. okay, so where he really wanted to be was home. Kurt was just going to have to take the bright side of things, and run with it ( Read more... )

Spock stands on the observation deck ( Read more... )

In the past few days, Dean has: been manhandled by a bunch of animated vines, been called an incestuous homosexual, nearly gotten into a fight with Blondie, nearly gotten into a fight with a giant blue horse, watched his brother try to fix his brain, gotten beaten up by a girl, and had to listen to the same Blondie and a giant wolf argue. It has ( Read more... )

||All crew-mates. Please report to the Obs Deck to meet your new crew-mates ( Read more... )

There are three major things happening. One of them is that the crew is sweeping through the ship, scanning whoever they find, and shipping the restrained Controllers back to the MedBay with some crew members ( Read more... )

Ax had escaped the Controllers on board. Brainy had not been so lucky. Neither had Sam and Tim. And who knew how many others on board had Yeerks wrapped around their brains, controlling their every movement, pretending that everything was normal until the time came to strike.

Who do you trust, podlings?

Christofel is leaning back in one of the mess hall's uncomfortable chairs, staring at the... stuff... on his tray. It's crimson-red and thick, obviously different in color and a bit of texture from the "food" the machinery's given out to anyone else who's come by.

His face is only its usual paleness, but his expression is faintly queasy.

Now, this was just terrific. Kurt had just been awakened in a strange place, had barely gotten dressed, and was still trying to pick odd bits of dried gunk off any bit of visible skin. Luckily, the suit he'd been fashioned with was customized, and it was actually absurdly comfortable, if one could ignore that weird, living pulse ( Read more... )

After the most recent pod-pop had been completed, Stacy began encouraging the crew towards the Obs Deck. They would be most effective if they were familiar with each other, and as the Jaime Reyes Incident had proved, leaving them to meet whenever they happened to cross paths was not effective ( Read more... )