Up where the air is clear~! [Open]

[tidesnpc]

Characters: Anyone on Serenity.
Content: Rikku made a huge mistake and now a potent gas is escaping through Serenity's below decks, unless you're in the cargo and kitchen
Setting: Serenity
Time: Anyitme
Warnings: Dude, Serenity's high. Who the hell knows? XD

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[legallygreen]

Oh, perfumes sounded delightful! Jennifer immediately responded to Rikku's annoucement, but was worried when she heard the young woman seemed to have an accident in her room, and then was silent. She had to tell someone perhaps, and left her room to find someone who might have been able to help the young lady. As she walked, she continued to try and get ahold of Rikku, but it seemed like it was going to be a moot point, seeing as she was not answering her at all

[putmeinstitches]

Low Key sniffed the air. He'd seen Rikku's voicepost, and it wasn't hard to guess what had caused the sudden loopiness. Staying away from the cabin area was probably a good idea -- in fact, just to be safe, he should go up on the deck where the air was clean.

But something stopped him. You see, high people were so fun to mess with. They often did and said hilarious things.

And Low Key didn't want to miss it.

Which was why he was still inside the ship, a kerchief tied over the lower half of his face (for all the good it would do; the gas would affect him, same as anyone else) and walking around the hallways.

He spotted little Miss Walters. Prim little Miss Walters, running around barefoot with her hair down and top undone, talking about a bird. "It flew that way," Low Key told her, pointing down the hallway that led to the trash-room.

[legallygreen]

Why look, it was Low Key! Low Key Lyesmith! He had been so lovely. Or had he been horrible? Oh, she could not remember, so Jennifer just stopped as he pointed her down the hallway to some empty hall. It? It went where? What was she looking for again? She could not remember that either, so she just laughed softly.

"What? What was I looking for?"

She leaned against the wall, smiling as she noticed that he was wearing a handkerchief over his face. Why did he have that? Jennifer reached up and pulled it down, and leaned up, wrapping her arms around his neck. He was so delightfully tall.

And thus, for no reason at all, she pressed her mouth against his.

[putmeinstitches]

...well, that was a pleasant surprise. Well, who was Low Key to turn down a lady? His fingers went to the back of her neck, winding in her hair as he took her up on her offer of a kiss with enthusiasm. Low Key's other hand went to the small of her back, pulling Jennifer to him.

"Me, I'd say," he whispered, breaking the kiss but leaving only a couple of inches between their lips. Low Key's skin would be unusually warm to the touch, feeling almost feverish, and he smelled like smoke from an open fire. He was no stranger whatsoever to women.

[electro_phoenix]

Reno could sort of tell that something was wrong without even hearing that blonde technophile's post. Generally, when the walls start looking like water, something ain't right.

After making sure he hadn't been drinking anything crazy-strong or anything, Reno left his room to find...anyone, really. Maybe this time he'd go to the infirmary on his own or something. Maybe.

[pharaohking]

Toward the end of the hallway, a familiar figure stumbled into the closest wall, looking rather disoriented. This was, in fact, one Shinji Hirako. And boy did he not know where he was going. The fuzziness had kicked in minutes ago, keeping him from not walking into everything that appeared in front of him. He was also not appreciating the fact that somewhere, on some part of the ship he couldn't pinpoint, there was the very constant, very annoying, drone of something barking.

"Will someone shut that damn dog up?!" the reedy little blonde shouted rather helplessly, his grip slipping from the wall. Motherfucker. Good thing it felt soft like a cushion. Soft...

[electro_phoenix]

Oh boy. Sounded like Hirako had gotten it badly.

Reno stumbled in the general direction of his voice. "Shinji? Where the hell are you?" he demanded, trying not to run into a melting wall. "Something ain't right, yo."

[pharaohking]

Had Shinji been a dog himself, his ears might have perked at the sound of the redhead's voice with recognition. He could see relatively clearly enough, at least so much that he could make out Reno's approaching figure. The closer the other came, the more he looked like a walking matchstick with that flaming red hair. Was he always that long and skinny?

"Tell me about it," he groaned aloud as he smoothed that hand further along what he perceived to be a cushion-y wall. "Why's... the world spinnin' so damn much?" The answer to that was: from moving too fast down the corridors, but Reno wouldn't have known that yet.

[tiny_tinker_toy]

After the blast and subsequent bombardment of pretty colors, Rikku hadn't moved from her spot on her cabin floor. Why would she, when she had this really awesome light show set to some random music (she guessed)?

Apparently, Paine was on her way. That was cool. She could see the show!

[instantrecoil]

Paine was most certainly on her way over to Rikku's cabin -- why wouldn't she be, after hearing the explosion? The blonde girl hadn't sounded injured, but there was a good chance she was dazed and confused. Though she didn't want to admit it herself, Rikku had become what one could have considered a friend -- and she used that term loosely. Blondie still got on her nerves from time to time; that would never change.

The closer she hurried down the corridor, the more her eyes seemed to water. Something obviously wasn't right, but she couldn't figure out what. Something definitely didn't feel right by the time Paine reached the threshold of her friend's doorway with bright lights invading her vision, like the path to heaven was just up ahead

[tiny_tinker_toy]

"Paineeeeeeeeeey!" Rikku giggled and slumped over her friend. "Lookit all the pretty lights! Aren't they awesome?"

If Paine was hoping for any intelligent conversation, she was out of luck.

[instantrecoil]

To everyone's shock, Paine didn't shove the girl off, even if in the back of her mind, the thought did briefly occur to her. Briefly. Somewhere, 'what the hell' hovered around to keep 'don't let her cling; she'll never let go' company inside of that fuzzy head of hers.

No, instead, she hooked one arm around Rikku's midsection so she wouldn't flop all over like a dead fish and hauled her up into a mostly upright position. Their faces should have been uncomfortably close together, but there wasn't much sense to care at that point.

"They're..." Pause. "Bright." And that was all she could contribute.

[reborn_wings]

Couldn't concentrate, couldn't focus. Every line, word, and figure escaped him every single time he looked away from it no matter how long he stared at the same section of paper- and he seemed to be doing a lot of that. Staring that is

[anonymousryuuki]

He had been working in the halls and, as such, missed the message on the network. The first indication he had that things were not right was the smell of cherries. In the moment before the world stopped spinning, he had one coherent thought, "But cherries don't smell like anything."

And then there were pandas. Pink pandas, little pandas, flying pandas, round pandas and square pandas. Lots and lots of panda.

Then he spotted a figure slumped against the wall. He crouched in front of him with his head cocked to the side and just stared.

[reborn_wings]

Neji heard the steps but refused to open his eyes, mildly hoping they'd walk past him and leave him in this daze that had him so disoriented. In a distant part of his mind, he hoped the ship wouldn't find itself off-course, because.... well it wouldn't be good. No. Navigators needed to focus.

Can't focus...

He grunted a protest that had been a little more eloquent in his head (maybe) as the footsteps stopped and he felt the person crouch in front of him. Annoying.

Neji raised his hand to his head again and silvery eyes slit open in a tentative attempt to gauge whether or not the world had finally stopped. It was hard to tell, since he was wondering if he wasn't the one spinning instead even as the wall behind him told him otherwise.

Long hair, an angled face, feminine-looking and staring at him. Neji drew his legs to himself- a little defensive as his personal space felt crowded- and his voice echoed the one groggy phrase that was running through his brain.

"Go away, please."

[anonymousryuuki]

White eyes. Did someone forget to colour them?

As if not hearing him at all, Ryuuki stretched out a hand and asked, "Are you a panda too?"

It didn't matter that the person didn't really look like a panda. After all, he had just been talking to a magenta panda not too long ago. If pandas could be magenta, why not human-shaped?

[maggotnesting]

That was...strange. He was wandering through the hall when...

...he smelled something. He turned to see if he could tell where it was coming from, and as he turned everything went fuzzy around the edges. He blinked a few times, and he could feel the floor underneath him go soft. He took a step, and everything swayed when he moved.

That wasn't right. He stopped, pressing himself against the wall (which had an amazing texture), and he let out a groan. Oh, he knew this feeling. He knew it well. You see, the problem with being a scientist on the run was that you never really had a proper lab- with test animals. No, you only had yourself. Which he had used, to varying degrees of success. Sometimes his experiments did nothing, but other times...

...he let out a chuckle, and then another one followed. Where was Yoruichi when you needed her? He stepped away from the wall, surprisingly steady on his sandals, but crooned down the hall.

"Here, kitty, kitty, kitty~~~~"

[flashstepfeline]

Yoruichi already had her face covered. It wasn't for nothing she often kept cloth wrapped close around her neck, it was for unexpected emergencies. Constant Vigilance! would have been a good motto for her, after all. True such emergencies were much less likely in civilian life, but see how it had been useful? Unfortunately, it wasn't filtering everything out, only delaying and lessening the effects

[maggotnesting]

"Ah, there you are, my dearest...deareast..." And he paused for a moment, the train of thought halting abruptly, and he let out something that was half-chuckle and half-giggle, a sound he hadn't made since he was a teenager, probably.

He took in a gasp. "I am...you're very pretty, you know that?" And he shook his head, trying to focus. "I seem to be under the influence. I didn't eat anything funny, and I wasn't doing things with mana crystals again, don't worry. I'm...I'm fine." And he blinked hard a few times. It was getting really hard to keep from babbling.

He looked at her again, blinking owlishly, and then took a few steps forward. She was really pretty today. Well, she was every day but today more so, and he smiled.

"Yoru~ You're so pretty. Like...so pretty, you know?"

And then the smile faded and he looked over at her, his face completely serious.

"Currents. With the batteries. If I could generate one that could recycle itself..."

He was having a stroke. Of genius.

[flashstepfeline]

"Of course I am," Yoruichi said. "But tell me tomorrow." She felt flattered by the compliment though, and wished he would keep paying attention to her instead of thinking about his experiments again.

But she had to stay focused! She was under the influence too, not as much as him it seemed, but clearly compromised. Try and figure out what the effects are, she told herself. Keep your mind clear even if your senses are starting to go. She could feel herself remembering just how attractive Urahara was and how much she wanted to drag him back to her quarters and have her way with him all night long but she managed to restrain herself.

You can do that later, she told herself. Right now, you have a task...what was it again?

"Right now, we have to get away. Away from Rikku's room and towards higher ground."