Chiana had been bored all day. For as much fun as the party had been a week or so back, Taxon's fun factor had been ground to a halt lately. She'd thought about tracking down that funny man with the zipper on his head, but instead, she had started exploring the nooks and crannies of Taxon streets. She was currently somewhere in what the map called Central. She recognized it from her arrival. It was a nice enough place, but there wasn't any adventure. Maybe that was the problem. Chiana hadn't been on this rock since she arrived here. After all this time of flying on Moya, the poor little gray-skinned girl was getting homesick for space.
It was perfect timing that she heard the curse came blaring over her tablet. She recognized the voice first, and a quick glance to her wrist showed the hologram of someone very familiar.
"Aeryn?" Chiana's head quirked hard to one side. "Frell me! It is you!" She grinned so hard it felt like her face might crack.
[location: Central]graygirlpipNovember 14 2009, 04:38:11 UTC
Chiana led Aeryn towards the tram station, still not sure of how to phrase it. She peered at the map to make sure she knew which colored line to follow. That had been all she really needed to know to make getting around Taxon make a little more sense.
"It's pretty drad, Aeryn. I mean, as far as grounded transport pods go." The trams were incredibly timely, and as the clock ticked over, another one arrived just on time (like always). Chiana hopped on and waited for Aeryn to do the same. The line would take them towards Aeryn's little dot. She sat, fidgeting her hands and looking out the windows.
"You might want to sit. They can move kind of f-" Too late. The tram started moving them down the line at an alarming rate.
Re: [location: Central]0ne_woman_armyNovember 14 2009, 17:31:51 UTC
She followed Chiana warily through the streets to the station that she pointed out moments before, though instead of watching the little map like the Nabari was, her eyes were watching her surroundings, surveying the lay of the land, committing as much of it to memory as she could. If she was going to be stuck here, she wanted to make sure she knew everything about this place.
"Mmm," she replied to Chiana's excited comment about them. As far as she was concerned, grounded transport pods just seemed... useless. But before she could say another word, one came screeching to a halt in front of them. Aeryn stepped cautiously onto the tram and looked around. "And this will take us to th- frell!" The tram lurched forward and Aeryn threw her hand out to grasp one of the metal bars propped up in front of her.
[location: Central]graygirlpipNovember 14 2009, 17:39:00 UTC
Chiana instinctively reached for her when Aeryn went flying. Luckily, her friend found a metal bar and steadied herself. Laughing nervously, Chiana shrugged.
"I tried to warn you." She cocked her head to one side and looked at her own tablet. "Should only take a few microts before we get there." She leaned back in her little seat and noticed that there were a few extras on the tram. "Guess I should fill you in on these kinkoids." She gestured to the closest one, obviously not caring if she was heard. "It's like their all a bunch of fekkik. Nothing going on behind the eyes." She waved her hand, getting a basic reaction from the female across from her.
"Think it might be what happens here?" She looked back at Aeryn, "Like that's what we're headed for?"
[location: Central]0ne_woman_armyNovember 18 2009, 04:16:38 UTC
Aeryn watched the interior of the grounded pod with an intense curiosity that came with the soldier in her. Though her exposure to unclassified alien life forms what was landed her as "irrevocably contaminated" before, she had always had toe urge to know everything about an enemy. Whether these extras were enemies or not, it never hurt to be too prepared.
She looked from the Nabari to the woman across from them, noticing the blank, vague expression on her face. It made her uneasy and Aeryn watched the woman with distaste. "What the hezmana is with these people?" she said with a tiny shudder. The thought of becoming a mindless drone again was not something she was looking forward to.
"Fekkik is right. Compared to the people chatting me up on this thing," she waved the tablet in Chiana's face, "these ones are a bunch of gleebos. You think they're Sebaecean?" She looked at a man who was sitting a little ways down from them. "They could be human..."
[location: Central]graygirlpipNovember 18 2009, 13:21:17 UTC
"I'm not so sure what they are." She glanced around, noting how none of them cared that they were talking about them. "The whole thing is fahzbot, if you ask me. We've seen some dren in our day, but nothing this frellnik." She leaned her head back as they made it through the first few stops. There's would be the next, so Chiana jumped up and grabbed a railing. She let her body swing with the motion of the tram.
"But hey. You're here, Crichton's here. We're bound to get off, yeah?" She nodded, as if to convince herself more than Aeryn. "Yeah, that's right. We'll be home soon. Moya and Pilot and the crew. Hell, I'll even kiss Rygel, I'll be so happy to be home." Had it been that bad? Chiana had been having a decent time. She'd even made a friend of sorts (even if he was a bit of a gleebo himself). Homesickness was never something she had been expecting, but here it was.
It was perfect timing that she heard the curse came blaring over her tablet. She recognized the voice first, and a quick glance to her wrist showed the hologram of someone very familiar.
"Aeryn?" Chiana's head quirked hard to one side. "Frell me! It is you!" She grinned so hard it felt like her face might crack.
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"It's pretty drad, Aeryn. I mean, as far as grounded transport pods go." The trams were incredibly timely, and as the clock ticked over, another one arrived just on time (like always). Chiana hopped on and waited for Aeryn to do the same. The line would take them towards Aeryn's little dot. She sat, fidgeting her hands and looking out the windows.
"You might want to sit. They can move kind of f-" Too late. The tram started moving them down the line at an alarming rate.
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"Mmm," she replied to Chiana's excited comment about them. As far as she was concerned, grounded transport pods just seemed... useless. But before she could say another word, one came screeching to a halt in front of them. Aeryn stepped cautiously onto the tram and looked around. "And this will take us to th- frell!" The tram lurched forward and Aeryn threw her hand out to grasp one of the metal bars propped up in front of her.
She hated being this clueless and vulnerable.
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"I tried to warn you." She cocked her head to one side and looked at her own tablet. "Should only take a few microts before we get there." She leaned back in her little seat and noticed that there were a few extras on the tram. "Guess I should fill you in on these kinkoids." She gestured to the closest one, obviously not caring if she was heard. "It's like their all a bunch of fekkik. Nothing going on behind the eyes." She waved her hand, getting a basic reaction from the female across from her.
"Think it might be what happens here?" She looked back at Aeryn, "Like that's what we're headed for?"
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She looked from the Nabari to the woman across from them, noticing the blank, vague expression on her face. It made her uneasy and Aeryn watched the woman with distaste. "What the hezmana is with these people?" she said with a tiny shudder. The thought of becoming a mindless drone again was not something she was looking forward to.
"Fekkik is right. Compared to the people chatting me up on this thing," she waved the tablet in Chiana's face, "these ones are a bunch of gleebos. You think they're Sebaecean?" She looked at a man who was sitting a little ways down from them. "They could be human..."
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"But hey. You're here, Crichton's here. We're bound to get off, yeah?" She nodded, as if to convince herself more than Aeryn. "Yeah, that's right. We'll be home soon. Moya and Pilot and the crew. Hell, I'll even kiss Rygel, I'll be so happy to be home." Had it been that bad? Chiana had been having a decent time. She'd even made a friend of sorts (even if he was a bit of a gleebo himself). Homesickness was never something she had been expecting, but here it was.
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