Tilting her head a bit to the side, Temperance leans a little closer to the skeleton that was on the examining table. Obviously she is in one of  the sensoriums which has kindly recreated her lab from the Jeffersonian. Sadly it hadn't bothered to give her a replica of Angela or Zack or Hodgins. Even though she likes to work alone, she has to admit ( Read more... )

 Initially, when he absented himself from the group who had been left behind, Sparhawk intended to use the time to explore Stacey, and to perhaps add weight to certain suspicions that were in his head. But instead, he found himself in the City ( 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.