Translocation - Salvation Lost : Sins of Salvation

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TOPIC: Translocation

Amazon Lukoi

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Date: Nov 22, 2008

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Llidya remembered looking out of the back of the Hercules one last time. The sky had been an angry shade of red-orange, an omen to what was to come. She gripped the safety bar so tight her knuckles had whitened. Then she glanced down to the ticket in her other hand...Barcelona. That's where Mags was taking her. There were a few layovers of course, one in Camp Pendleton, and another in Quantico. Then it was across the sea to their final destination. She felt the plane shift as Mags started to move the colossal piece of machinery to take off. "Come on MC. Gotta get you secure." Llidya turned to look at Diggy, and nodded. One last glance was given to her Impala before she moved towards the steel cage. It was little more than a box, really. She was terrified that if she shifted, a normal cage wouldn't hold. But she knew this titanium enforce casement would. Well, at least, that's what she hoped. Llidya sat back on her haunches, taking off her leather jacket. She handed it off to Keyes, not once taking her eyes from the bleakness of the space in front of her. "Don't open it until we get to Rome. After the full moon. I mean it." She told them, and then she moved within. They nodded, but said nothing. Diggy, with the help of Keyes, managed to slide the door closed and locked it. They moved back to the front of the plane as it began it's slow ascent into the sky. ~~~~~ She opened her eyes to pitch black, and was still, confused. For a split second, she didn't know where she was. And then she heard a loud bang as someone slammed a fist on the top of the cage. Llidya remembered then, leaving Hawaii, a place she didn't remember, a place she'd deemed as hell. She sat up, feeling very gross. She was covered in some kind of goo, and after a moment, she realized she was also naked. She closed her eyes a moment, and then opened them again as there was another bang. "MC, you alive in there?" Llidya scowled, and slammed her fist into the side in response to his third knock. "Yeah! Stop yelling!" "We're here. Wanna I should let you out?" Llidya wiped her hand at the side of her temple. "Yeah. Grab some fatigues...I fucked my shit up." The last words were more mumbled than anything. She felt the remnant shreds of her jeans and shirt she'd been wearing. She edged to the part of the box she thought the door was at, her fiery locks not so wild at the moment, clinging to her with the dampness of the strange stuff upon her. After about five minutes, the loud screeching from the opening of the door was heard, and light spilled into her darkness. "Here ya go." Llidya blinked a couple of times, and saw Mags holding out a set of fatigues, with Diggy and Keyes off to the side, looking very interested in something on the side of the cage, averting their gaze. "Thanks," Chapman told her. Mags nodded as she turned so Llidya could don the clothing in a bit of privacy. "Alright I'm decent." She affirmed, making her way carefully out of the cage. Keyes offered his hand and hoisted her up. Chapman did a sort of hop as she straightened. After a moment of hesitation, she turned to look at the box. She didn't want to, because it was more proof she was what she was. Sure enough, there were dents all over. She leaned over a second to get a better look inside now that she was standing without. Clawmarks decorated the inside like wallpaper. She heaved a sigh, and looked back to the three. "Welcome to Spain Master Chief." Diggy told her softly, almost sadly. Llidya nodded and walked over to the Impala. Her leather jacket was sitting in the driver's side. The door groaned in protest as she pulled it ajar, and she leaned over to toss it to the passenger's side. "Yeah. Thanks guys. You headin' to Tbilisi?" Mags nodded at her inquiry, already making her way past her. "Absolutely. You need anything, you give us a call, alright?" Llidya merely nodded, and slid into her car. She had her passport and papers in her glovebox. The door slammed shut as she turned the key, and the engine roared to life. Llidya shifted it into reverse and backed out of the plane. She watched the hatch start to lift with her Bahamas-clear water blues for a split second before she turned the car around, and started for a hotel. Boy did she need a shower. __________________

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