She was so there. Her insectoid wings carrying her, she flew off after Paco, trying to make sure not to leave a trail of hallucinogenic pixie dust behind her.
"Wait for me!" Not that Paco would need to, really. Her wings carry her pretty well.
"Try living nearly two decades literally underground, and then we'll talk about who is crying." Mia might mean well but a) John doesn't know her and b) the boy has a weirdly-possessive streak a mile wide so she just gets glared at.
Acid-spitting cockroaches and brain slugs get a slightly disgusted expression and not much else, from John. He's learning, which requires eyes and ears open, mouth closed.
"Ah." Mia pauses at that reply. "Touche. My bad." She nods her head in apology, then turns as the group gets moving.
She catches the winged girl admiring Paco and smiles a catlike smirk. "I know; but sorry Tinkerbell, he's taken. As for the other stuff, toilet paper's not as bad a situation as you might expect.
Paco overheard Mia's "he's taken" and winced. Yeeeeeeeeah not so much anymore, but he doesn't want to talk about that either.
The Hub spat them out down on the level of the City. And, just like Paco said, the place is ridiculously huge. It's hard to say if Stacy's walls are even visible from where they're standing.
"Welcome to the City!" he announced in his Wrestling Commentator voice. "Bathrooms are this way. And yes, they do have toilet paper, and running water. We're not sure how it gets restocked or if Stacy just got the "infinite" toilet paper brand, but we've been using it for awhile now and the amount of toilet paper on the rolls has yet to shrink at all."
He began leading the group down the path, pointing out the important landmarks for locating the bathrooms.
Pixie raises an eyebrow at Mia as she flits around the group. "I was just looking, Alpha Dog. No harm, no foul." She grins at Mia and flits over to the other side of the small group, putting some distance between her and the blonde. All the better to control impulses of dusting people in the face. "This is...actually way cooler than the Sensoriums, in a way," she says. It's clear that, despite whatever's happened on the ship, Pixie hasn't really spent much time down here, if at all.
The Hub had to be one of the strangest ways to get around in John's opinion, but they were out of it and on their feet in a moment so he gets to follow the others and wish he had pockets to shove his hands in while he takes in this here city.
It is MASSIVE, which is the first thing that occurs to him; none of the inherent claustrophobia that comes on the level they'd 'popped' on. Granted with more space comes the lack of ability to keep track of everything, and that isn't lost on John at all.
"...Sensoriums?" He queried, now that Pixie was closer to him and Allison than Paco and Mia. "What are those?"
She had done her best to ignore the strangeness of it, was finding that doing that helped out a lot. If she ignored it, no one would bother her about her freaking out. Right? Sure.
Still. There were things she was curious about. The lack of claustrophobia on this level being one of them.
And she really wished they had beds. "Maybe it's like a movie theatre." Which she also hasn't seen since she was three.
"The Sensoriums are awesome," Paco said. "Also, here's a big hint: eat there, not in the Mess Hall. It's technically the same glop, but Stacy can make you think it's not."
The churches and other very important-looking buildings were becoming more sparse, and slowly being replaced by plain, boxy structures. They looked like really unimaginative warehouses.
"Okay, clearly, I need to hang with you more," she says. "I didn't even know the Sensorium could do that! And I've been here for awhile!" She could have real food again! And she could use a real bathroom! Eeee! "What did Stacy do, kidnap a business complex?"
Unlike nearly everyone else in the group, John's not sure he's too keen on the description of the Sensoriums so far. "Yeah, I know what a holo-deck is," he says, glancing at Allison with an expression he hopes conveys that he'll explain, later.
As the son of a madwoman he is none too interested in having his brain messed with up to and including the point of a false reality. Better tasting food or no.
Allison? Has no idea what a holo-deck is, but she'll hold John to that explaining later. "I don't want people making me think something is something else. Does it have to do that?"
"Well... how much you do with it is totally up to you." Mia replies, shrugging. "If you just want a nice pretty place to sit, it can do that, but you can ask it not to simulate textures, or give you anything to eat. Way I see it, though? If we're here to save the universe, we may as well get some deserved creature comforts when possible."
"I am really, really looking forward to getting clothing that doesn't have a pulse," Paco said. "Also, showers."
He looked up at Megan and grinned. "Nahh, just a bathroom. Speaking of, here we are!"
This particular boxy structure had a door with a very familiar "unisex bathroom" symbol on it. Paco pushed the door open and flicked on the light switch.
Inside, it could have been any public bathroom ever. Sinks, mirrors, air dryers, toilets in their stalls -- the only exception was the graffiti scrawled on every surface (which wasn't that unusual), and the very last stall on the end being shut tight with a holographic bio-hazard sticker on the door.
"Welcome to the Public Bathrooms!" Paco announced grandly.
"Wait, you mean we'll be getting our normal clothes some time soon?" Pixie tugs on her plantsuit. "I mean, at least with the X-Men, we could design our own uniforms." She flits in, twirling around a couple of times, taking in the public bathroomy scent of it all. It's a gross scent, but goshdarnit, it takes her back home! She stops in front of the one with the bio-hazard sticker and stops. "Uh. Did the Man-Thing die in there or something?"
Non-creepy toilets?
She was so there. Her insectoid wings carrying her, she flew off after Paco, trying to make sure not to leave a trail of hallucinogenic pixie dust behind her.
"Wait for me!" Not that Paco would need to, really. Her wings carry her pretty well.
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Acid-spitting cockroaches and brain slugs get a slightly disgusted expression and not much else, from John. He's learning, which requires eyes and ears open, mouth closed.
Except, apparently, to Mia's comment.
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"Acid-spitting bugs. Great. Got it." Now? She's really glad to have a gun.
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She catches the winged girl admiring Paco and smiles a catlike smirk. "I know; but sorry Tinkerbell, he's taken. As for the other stuff, toilet paper's not as bad a situation as you might expect.
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The Hub spat them out down on the level of the City. And, just like Paco said, the place is ridiculously huge. It's hard to say if Stacy's walls are even visible from where they're standing.
"Welcome to the City!" he announced in his Wrestling Commentator voice. "Bathrooms are this way. And yes, they do have toilet paper, and running water. We're not sure how it gets restocked or if Stacy just got the "infinite" toilet paper brand, but we've been using it for awhile now and the amount of toilet paper on the rolls has yet to shrink at all."
He began leading the group down the path, pointing out the important landmarks for locating the bathrooms.
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It is MASSIVE, which is the first thing that occurs to him; none of the inherent claustrophobia that comes on the level they'd 'popped' on. Granted with more space comes the lack of ability to keep track of everything, and that isn't lost on John at all.
"...Sensoriums?" He queried, now that Pixie was closer to him and Allison than Paco and Mia. "What are those?"
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Still. There were things she was curious about. The lack of claustrophobia on this level being one of them.
And she really wished they had beds. "Maybe it's like a movie theatre." Which she also hasn't seen since she was three.
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She turned to the others. "You ever hear of a holo-deck?" She grins from ear to ear.
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The churches and other very important-looking buildings were becoming more sparse, and slowly being replaced by plain, boxy structures. They looked like really unimaginative warehouses.
"We're getting close!"
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As the son of a madwoman he is none too interested in having his brain messed with up to and including the point of a false reality. Better tasting food or no.
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He looked up at Megan and grinned. "Nahh, just a bathroom. Speaking of, here we are!"
This particular boxy structure had a door with a very familiar "unisex bathroom" symbol on it. Paco pushed the door open and flicked on the light switch.
Inside, it could have been any public bathroom ever. Sinks, mirrors, air dryers, toilets in their stalls -- the only exception was the graffiti scrawled on every surface (which wasn't that unusual), and the very last stall on the end being shut tight with a holographic bio-hazard sticker on the door.
"Welcome to the Public Bathrooms!" Paco announced grandly.
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