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Bela, now currently going by Mary Read paused, "Ohhh.... I really don't like the fact that is starting to remind of me of Jaws Music...." She was looking around, something seemed off. The lights of stars seemed to Occasionally flicker.

"Virgo, do you mind if I call you that?" She paused, "Anyways and far be it for me to sound like I'm rushing you... but do you think there's a uh....." She paused and moved closer to the captain, "Safer place?"

Her brows furrowed. She wasn't quite scared, but the fact that was noise was giving her goose bumps was an indication to her they needed to move. She was moving back and accidentally bumped into Roxy "Sorry." She said with a frown looking back to see who she'd bumped into.

Cathleen looked over at all the new arriveals. At least she was kinda able to gather some kind of details about where they are. She looked up just in time to see something in the air. She couldn't quite make out what it was but those noises started again but instead of being peaceful they are horrifying to listen to. She covered her eyes. "Make it stop." She screamed.

Mal had remained mum as everyone shared such dazzling stories of their evenings, partly because she didn't know what the hell a Soldier of the Zodiac was and partly because she couldn't come up with a convincing enough of a lie to cover for spending the night getting high and watching Doctor Who. Interesting, certainly, but convincing? She fixed her bare feet with a glare, as the lack of proper shoes made it difficult to believably tell people she had been charming everyone at a very important gala for very important people by saying very important things.

She would have been content to simply hang back and allow space's most ineffectual customer service rep attempt to sort out the crowd, if not for the first stuttered strains of a Ke$ha song piping up behind the good captain. Mal's eyes widened, and then narrowed.

Gingers.

Gingers who liked Ke$ha.

... in space.

She glared at Keren. The girl's feeble adolescent arms would not be nearly punishment enough for Gemini Alpha, who had apparently been born out of an attempt to thwart the efforts of the Scottish Anti-Defamation League. Mal was generally against violence, but hitting a Ke$ha fan was both a service to the community at large and the fan in question, on the off chance that some goddamn sense was knocked into them.

But even worse than "Tik Tok" was that incessant melody that had increased in both volume and spookiness. "Really, it's great to know you're all as useful as horoscopes make you out to be, but can't you at least do something about your world's alarm system?" Mal requested of Virgo rather unhelpfully. She could only assume that's what it was, alerting the "senshis" of the intruders they were already well aware of. "Or at least consider changing it to something a little less creepy?"

And now there was a talking cat. This just gets more and more weird.

He turned back to the guy next to him.

"Good to meetcha, Joshua," Fritz said grandly, shaking the other's hand before slipping both of his back into the pockets of his worn jeans, rocking back on his heels. "And I know how you feel; it's a little bit too...much right now.

He gave a mildly melodramatic sigh and shook his head, causing his dark red hair to fall across his palely freckled face in messy locks. "Unfortunately, man, I don't think this is a dream. Or if it is, it's not quite my style, y'know? I'm not sure I want to be walking across a My Little Pony bridge with no idea where exactly I am."

"Or maybe we're all just tripping on drugs we didn't know we took. I knew that taco from Taco Time last night tasted a bit funny..."

Unfortunately that explanation was not going to pan out, and Fritz knew that damn well. He gave a small, slightly sheepish laugh, which trailed off uneasily. Something had flickered in the distance - something too far to make out, and maybe he was hallucinating in this hallucination, but Fritz could have sworn that he had seen...well, something not normal.

This observation was only strengthened when it happened again - a sound, like a low, baritone that shivered across his skin, straight into his mind. It made the hairs on the back of his neck rise, and Fritz felt that tightening in his chest again, the kind that did not bode well. It was almost as if that music was penetrating into his head, and it felt...unpleasant.

"...what is that..?" he murmured apprehensively to Joshua.

“Woah… space whales are back.” Dannay said quietly, her eyes widening as she then started trying to imitate the tune under her breath. What a strange sound, what an odd…cadence. “Are the… was that normal?” She said waving her hand towards where the stars had briefly flickered. “I don’t think we covered that, but we heard that odd sound before back…that way?” She pointed from where they had come.

Regina protested being dragged away from the red head, willing to overlook his alien infestation if it meant getting closer to him. Heck, maybe it would give them something in common. Maybe it would give them a reason to talk. Maybe...

The noise made her shiver once more and she was almost willing to pull just a bit closer to Amy in return, and likely would have had it not been for the cat. The talking cat. Once more her eyes were as wide as saucers and she was pulling away from the teen (attempting to, at least), another tightly wound string in her brain just bursting.

"Jumping Jimini, it's a talking cat." Now she had seen everything.

"Cat's don't talk." She snapped. She was going to completely ignore that there was a talking cat standing right there. It couldn't -be- a real cat if it was talking. That wasn't a comforting thought either and she kept her grip on Regina firm.

"You aren't going over there. It might not be safe." She was responsible for the dumb girl now damn it. She couldn't let her just go wandering off to get eaten by one of her 'aliens'. She'd feel horrible even if the girl would deserve it for being stupid.

"Amy talk some sense into her."