Kirk had done some poking around on his own initiative, after Cybil informed him about the precinct. He'd found it easily enough - it just took some looking around the city. He'd been a bit staggered by all of it. It simply confirmed how huge Stacy was and how little of it they'd really explored. All the more reason to get moving quickly. Cybil had ( Read more... )

Well Loren had to admit, this place was a lot freakier than any spaceship she'd been in before, and she'd been in a few. But that wasn't what was bothering her, it was the future ( Read more... )

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... )

Tobias is watching TV in the library area. And complaining a lot.

< Come on, couldn't they at least get my species right? I'm a red-tail, not a Harris's hawk. They didn't do too great with the Andalites or Hork-bajir either. What is that, a shag carpet or something? Nothing happened the way they're showing it. Ugh, I can't take it anymore.  If ( Read more... )

After setting up shop, so to speak, down in the Vatican--despite the anger and protests of the rest of the crew members, Sawyer had rarely ventured out of the city. Despite the warnings of potential dangers that may still lay down in the section of the ship that was apparently Stacy's blind spot, he felt no desire to be in any area of the ship ( Read more... )

Tobias is hanging around the hallways and the common areas, curious about who's been podpopped this time. He's stunned though when he sees a familiar face among them. He worries for a moment that it's Visser Three, but then he knows it's not. There's no mistaking the body, the face...he would never forget seeing that face that night in the ( Read more... )

After being de-slimed--for the most part--and wrapped in discomforting, dark green, plant-like body-suits--that not only left little to the imagination, but also seemed to be breathing--the newly pod-popped crew all happen to congregate in the Weapons and Possessions Lockers at the same time. This cavernous warehouse of a chamber has shelves and ( Read more... )

||Pod Release Protocols Initating|| Stacy's familiar voice sounded out to all the podmates.

In the Pod Caverns, there were the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.

There was condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in the pods, as the people inside slid out onto the floors, covered in slime.

Pop. Poppop.