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Noemi struggled to recall what put her in the technology pod, memories were a bit fuzzy, hazy at best. The only clear thing she could remember was death, and much of it. Death of her enemies...of others like her. Trials.

One hand managed to move, coming up to her head before curling around the edge of the pod and pushing herself up.

Unlike Jack, her focus wasn't on him, it was looking down at her body as she sat up, and how it hurt like she had worked the fields all day long. It would ease with a bath, she mused.

When her gaze did rise, brown eyes to green, they widened and her face slackened.

"¿Es usted un enemigo?" She stuttered out, speaking spanish first with a heavy accent then-"Are you an enemy..." She didn't know if in this state, she could fight again.

Face kissing the floor, the girl raised up her head and rubbed her nose which was a bit redder. "Hehehe......" She giggled, making useless effort to hide her embarrassment. Jerry was sharing his precious experience, when she was about to say something - AWHEEEEEEEEEEE - suddenly she was so much taller! She couldn't response but out of reaction randomly grabbed on the nearest thing that helped her keep the balance (which unfortunately was Robert's fur hair). Confirming her stability, she apologized to Jerry first. "Sorryyyyyy for making it so dirty, I-I will wash it!" She promised.

The next moment, when she was still looking at Jerry, she found that the megane guy seemed to have.....shrunk?! She tilted her head, still fluffy from the pod torpor. One minute, two minutes passed...she finally realized she was actually sitting on the Blonde Bear's back!!! "aklfjksdjfklsdjklfsj" She couldn't say anything but fascinated by a brand new perspective of things. Feeling safe, she rested her head on Robert's. Is that what the Big Bear see daily? She was always the one who being looked down upon. When she saw fathers carrying their child on street or in anime, she was longing for it one day, however.....she never get the chance.......

Recalling of past memory suggested that her mind was slowly restoring to normal and clear. "謝謝...." A thank you was murmured when she shoved her face into Robert's soft hair gently like a kitty snug. A wish was granted like a miracle. A few seconds later, she raised up again, with a cheerful face. "Let's go! Adventure and my weapon is waiting for me~!" She ordered her companion.

The dense girl didn't notice Robert's melancholy, her mind was imagining what was gonna wait for her.

The journey to the cover was quiet, so the girl started a topic. "So - what does your weapon look like?" She was curious of theirs and at the same time, a bit worried about Robert, too quiet and frozen, but still a very comfortable and warm mount.

"No reason...yet?" She tried to understand, really she did. "I....I'm sorry..." She started to sink BACK into the pod at his words. Kind of like a wounded animal that was getting kicked while it was down.

After he mentioned side effects, she cringed and decided the best course of action was to just...melt inside her pod. Yes.

"Bed wetting..." She squeaked, "I have not even done that as a Babe!" She muttered in her pod. It was very much incoherent spanish mixed with english...She just...

"Where...do I go again?" She didn't even bother making eye contact with him, eyes drawn start at his knee's...cause he was so damn tall.

"No!" She pushed up and waved her hand, "I will get out!" She narrowed her eyes at him and looked around nervously.

"What are the caves..." Her brow furrowed, "I would leave my pod if you were not a giant hovering over it and being rude to me. Sorry." She added immediately after.

"If you would step back, perhaps I could leave my....pod.." She waved her hand and folded her hands in her lap. There was a lot of 'oh I shouldn't say this, he'll get upset' and 'so rude' and it was all toppled with the fact that he was the biggest man...and only one she had seen from her farm.

Ever here that Momma knows best song from Tangled? Noemi's a good example, and your on her list for thug Jack. Giant...thug.

Riley blinked. Tablet. She was supposed to get a weapon... tablet. What in the living hell was she going to do with a tablet? She needed something heavier if she was going to be part of this, but she let it slide. Wasn't part of their job to baby her and walk her through all of this. "Right." She said, giving a curt nod towards the two uppers. "So how do I get to this room?" She asked, standing up, and walking towards the doors. "Can you show me?"

Pod duty was new. Peyton hadn't actually been assigned to the pod room before, so when she'd gotten the assignment she'd momentarily worn that deer-caught-in-headlight's look before it shifted into curiosity. She had not, actually, been down to the pod room since she'd awaken herself, and that was almost a year ago. It would be neat to return. Neater still to see things from the opposite side of the glass. So to speak.

She was also pretty excited to have Milo for her duty buddy. He was a fellow Sun, a fellow Power Ranger, and she'd not actually gotten much of a chance to get to know him. Now was as good a time as any.

It was dark when she arrived, and she wondered if it was always this dim. Thinking back, it was hard to recall details on her surroundings when she'd stumbled out of her pod. She remembered the people. Rep's abrasive welcome, Jerry's enthused singing, Tuck's helpfulness. All that stuck, but not her surroundings. Hands in her pockets, she moved slowly down the row of pods, staring at the faces inside, waiting for Milo to arrive.

The first thing she became aware of was the beep and humming of machinery around her. It lured her from the darkness, almost like a song. It made her more aware of the pain that ran threw her body. There was a click and a soft wooshing sound that followed and Gwen struggled to open her eyes and blink. The brunette regretted it instantly, the light stung and all she could see where shapes and blobs. She wanted to rub at her eyes but found her arms to be heavy and discombobulated.

How had she gotten there? Gwen only remembered bits and pieces.. There was a trial... And then something about armor? She couldn't be sure but she thought she remembered armor. Trying to open her eyes again, Gwen managed a squint.

...Now where was she?

Of course the fistbump was returned and muchly appreciated, not just on a Sun level but on a friendly one. (The thought to teach her the Fourze handshake of friendship did cross his mind, as it did everyone. Obviously). "Dude, it has, hasn't it." The brunet sighed as he scratched his cheek, "sucks. We need to hang out more, ya?"

"At least we can for a bit here," he smiled as he made to put his small collection of things down on a nearby desk. His eyes also began to wander about the little area, not only trying to locate some seats but to assess the area. Just in case he wanted to do stretches, a work out or ... something. "Haven't done it either," Milo informed her. He wouldn't mind relaxing, but as she had figured out it wasn't going to be that type of day.

At the sound of the little alarms and alerts, Milo found himself getting rather excited and spun instantly on his heels to their direction. As Peyton might have been taking a more cautious approach to the newcomer, maybe guided by her own experiences of waking up, Milo seemed to take the opposite. He bounded over and waved his hands, "Aloha ~ congratulations on being alive!" 'Cause that's what Szczeosny had greeted him with. Just a little less Aloha.

He then caught the look from Peyton and simply gave her a face eating grin.