Pod-Person

Jul. 15th, 2013 03:33 pm
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To say Nathaniel was surprised by the alert was... less than accurate. The person had apparently crashed through one of the thicker dimensional walls, something quite rare in and of itself. Stranger yet had been the device she'd done it in - a metal pod... not, so far as anyone could tell, at all designed for the journey it had taken. It had crashed straight through into the wasteland.

His soldiers had cleared the area quickly. They had escorted him out to it. Now they stood a respectful distance away as their leader frowned at the device. He gripped a pebble and casually tossed it forward toward the pod. With a small expenditure of power, he made the knock far louder than it should have been.

Date: 2013-07-15 10:52 pm (UTC)
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YOU HAVE LANDED. PLANET; UNKNOWN. PLANET CLASSIFICATION; UNKNOWN. WAIT FOR STARFLEET CONTACT. DO NOT LEAVE THE POD.

Gaila groaned at the irritating clinical voice that filled the escape pod that was waking her from her state of unconscious unawareness. Irritating bitch. "Fuck. Confirmed. Won't leave." She grumbled at it. Mostly to get it to shut up. There wasn't a hope that she wasn't getting out of this stupid thing. If they didn't know where the planet was, how were they supposed to find her?

Gaila rolled her eyes, sitting up in the pod and checking herself for injuries. Sore back from how she'd been flung into the pod by the Engineering Chief when she'd refused to evacuate. But nothing worse than a few scrapes and bruises. She had been exceedingly lucky. She lay back on the padded seat, closing her eyes for a second to try and muster the will of force to get herself out of the pod. That was when a pebble hit her pod and snapped her out of her reprieve.

Pebbles meant something with opposable thumbs. Opposable thumbs normally meant humanoids. Humanoids generally meant civilisation. It took her a grand total of a minute to rip out the appropriate wires that let her kick the top doors open, heeled boots first.

But it was best to be cautious, crouched and holding onto her phaser tightly she yelled out to whatever had thrown the pebble. "Hey. If you're planning on killing me, I've gotta tell you, that ain't gonna end well for you guys." She yelled in Terran Standard. If they understood that she was in with a fair chance of survival.

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