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Tweak says, "I'll be here when you get back"

Samuel T. Anders (cbuck) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-25 21:21:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, !incomplete, andy gallagher, day 05, location: forest, luna lovegood, martha jones, open, sam anders

DAY 5: Early and Frakked
Who: Samuel T. Anders and OTA
What: Arrival
When: Day 5, pre-dawn
Where: Forest, to start
Rating: TBA
Status: Active

There was a musky smell in the air laced with a bit of something rotten as Samuel T. Anders was begrudgingly dragged from his sleep. Not a moment before, he had laid down in his rack on Galactica. There was distinctly more moisture in the air and the stench that was dissipating as he woke was reminiscent of the waste disposal ship he had just spent the past few weeks on. Also, it was significantly cooler, like being in a fridge kind of cooler. Most alarmingly of all, the familiar hum of the ship, any ship, was absent.

The scenery was alien to him as his eyes snapped open in alarm. There was no sign of his bunk or even another person. Instead, a murky forest stretched out in the dark. From nowhere an alarm began to sound obnoxiously. It sounded like a game buzzer or a warning siren. This whole thing looked like a bad nightmare, but felt all to real for Anders to let himself be consoled by that. Everything felt wrong.

He sat up to survey the surrounding wood, brushing off the leaves that stuck to his bare chest and face. It was freezing. That alarm seemed to be coming from everywhere. Without warning, it stopped and the world plunged back into silence. "Hello?" he called out, hoping there was someone, anyone nearby.

Ideas of who could be doing this raced through his mind. If it were the Cylons, somehow, he found solace in the fact that he could tell them the truth about himself. If it were the humans, and they somehow found out what he was, he would only find solace in death.

Too morbid, he thought. It was too early for that kind of thinking.

From the shadows of the forest, a shape emerged. "Hey!" Sam got up, feeling colder and colder as he became more and more awake. The figure simply meandered closer. "Look, I think I'm a little turned around-" Sam stopped mid-sentence. Whomever or whatever was approaching him seemed to amble forward like some sort of prowling animal, not like a person or a centurion. "-could you, uh..." A low, animal-like sound came from its direction.

Though he wasn't all the way awake just yet, he knew a bad situation when he saw one. He started to make out the shape of deep set eyes and a wide, low mouth. It may have looked human, from a distance, but whatever it was, it wasn't like any human he'd ever seen. Panic rose as he realized all of this.

Suddenly, the creature flicked its head to the side and made a raspy growling sound and all of Anders' worst suspicions were proven true.

"Frak." Then he was off and running.

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properdoctor
2009-04-26 02:22 am UTC (link)

Martha jerked awake, the sound of an alarm blaring, her first thought was that she fell asleep at UNIT again. She groaned, and clamped her hands over her ears, forcing her eyes to open a little wider. Martha, licked her lips, and dropped one hand to reach for her cell phone, which wasn’t in her pocket. She frowned and patted herself down. Nothing. That was worry-some, she never went anywhere with out her cell, or her keys. She was in the woods, of an unknown forest, with no idea how she got here.

All of this seemed strangely familiar, but she couldn’t place how. Moving to stand, a sharp pain shot up through her ankle. Sinking back down onto the ground she reached down and rolled up her pant leg, wondering why they were so long. Normally her jeans fit her just right.

“What the” She gingerly touched around the edge, looking for a break in the bone, frowning deeply at her leg. How had she sprained her ankle with no memory of it? Fear pumped through her, she rolled over onto one side, and using the nearest tree started to pull herself up. She froze, when she heard something. It sounded human, which was good. But friend or foe?

Looking at the ground, she scanned the area closest to her for a weapon, luckily there was a tree branch, it wasn’t terribly long, and when she picked it up it creaked. It would break easy too, oh well at least it should shock the attacker, or prove as a distraction. Gripping it tightly, she peeked around the corner, trying to spot what made the noise.

Her head was pounding as the last of the alarms rang only in her ears. She blinked again, and forced her eyes open wider, trying to pull her wits about her. It felt like she was waking up after a really long sleep. And who knows, maybe she was. She heard another sound, and this time most defiantly human.

"Hello?" She called out.

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