To say that Madison didn't take her sudden jolt back into awake and awareness gracefully would be the understatement of the millennia. She staggered out, trying to get her sense of balance back before she reported to her brand new life as a Security Officer.
Yeah, yeah, laugh at the Hollywood starlet turned Security crew. She could still judo flip men twice her size, so they wouldn't be laughing for long.
Humming "These Boots Were Made for Walking" under her breath, she started to suit up, glancing long enough to catch someone else's eyes and loudly complain, "Can you believe this shit? Something's fucked up. Dunno what, but it is and when I find out what it is, we're going to have a nice, long talk. Preferably after I kick their ass, but I can settle for before. What about you?"
A BIT OF TURBULENCE
So the good news was that the nerds managed to get the engine working.
The bad was that they were suddenly in the middle of a motherfucking asteroid field and who the hell had time for that bullshit? Sure, the view was gorgeous, but Madison figured that having signed up to be useful, she actually had to try to be useful. So she staggered out between hits to try and grab onto someone who seemed to be having an even worse time than she was.
"Hey. Hey! Keep it steady and don't you dare barf on me, got it?"
FLOATING AWAY
Given the choice of a cutesy Disney meadow or the ocean for a refuge, Madison picked the ocean. No way was she going to frolic in the fields like some stupid damsel in distress, no, if she was gonna float it was going to be on at least somewhat her own terms.
So, ocean it was! She only regretted that she had to be in her security uniform instead of a nice bikini to show off her figure but, well, the uniform was skin tight. Maybe she could pretend it was a wetsuit for the time being?
She was humming again, only this time it was the theme to "2001: A Space Odyssey." An ancient old film she'd been forced to watch because the director she was banging at the time kept going on and on about how it was the most perfect film ever made.
Perfect, hah! Perfect for taking a nap during, maybe.
Madison was so lost in her own private little world, she completely t-boned another crew member. She scowled at them and snapped, "Watch it! You're not the only person in here, you know!"
Madison Montgomery | American Horror Story: Coven/Apocalypse (CW: language & general crudeness)
To say that Madison didn't take her sudden jolt back into awake and awareness gracefully would be the understatement of the millennia. She staggered out, trying to get her sense of balance back before she reported to her brand new life as a Security Officer.
Yeah, yeah, laugh at the Hollywood starlet turned Security crew. She could still judo flip men twice her size, so they wouldn't be laughing for long.
Humming "These Boots Were Made for Walking" under her breath, she started to suit up, glancing long enough to catch someone else's eyes and loudly complain, "Can you believe this shit? Something's fucked up. Dunno what, but it is and when I find out what it is, we're going to have a nice, long talk. Preferably after I kick their ass, but I can settle for before. What about you?"
A BIT OF TURBULENCE
So the good news was that the nerds managed to get the engine working.
The bad was that they were suddenly in the middle of a motherfucking asteroid field and who the hell had time for that bullshit? Sure, the view was gorgeous, but Madison figured that having signed up to be useful, she actually had to try to be useful. So she staggered out between hits to try and grab onto someone who seemed to be having an even worse time than she was.
"Hey. Hey! Keep it steady and don't you dare barf on me, got it?"
FLOATING AWAY
Given the choice of a cutesy Disney meadow or the ocean for a refuge, Madison picked the ocean. No way was she going to frolic in the fields like some stupid damsel in distress, no, if she was gonna float it was going to be on at least somewhat her own terms.
So, ocean it was! She only regretted that she had to be in her security uniform instead of a nice bikini to show off her figure but, well, the uniform was skin tight. Maybe she could pretend it was a wetsuit for the time being?
She was humming again, only this time it was the theme to "2001: A Space Odyssey." An ancient old film she'd been forced to watch because the director she was banging at the time kept going on and on about how it was the most perfect film ever made.
Perfect, hah! Perfect for taking a nap during, maybe.
Madison was so lost in her own private little world, she completely t-boned another crew member. She scowled at them and snapped, "Watch it! You're not the only person in here, you know!"