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INTROLOG 3

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orignal post

Clark Kent

[errantdetective]

From here!

[Because he's the last son of Krypton. She knows the tagline.]

Well, being out here feels even more lonely. No one I know is awake yet.

[apricitous]

[ Well, there's the fact that he's an alien, and then there's the fact that technically, the cells of his body hold the genetic imprint of the entire Kryptonian race. That's bound to be a doozy. ]

I've found a couple of people from my world. Though not who I would have expected.

[ He should have expected Bruce. He just hadn't wanted to at the time. ]

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[She tilts her head.] Who did you expect? Or hope for?

Jessica Jones

[errantdetective]

From here!

[Toby officially likes her. She gives a half smile.]

Anyone that thinks being appropriately skeptical is trust issues has clearly had a pretty easy life up until now.

[assholic]

Or different types of 'hard'. Like the difference between losing a family pet or losing a family.

[Ouch, Jess. Strike home a little harder.]

So, you get told where a bar was here? Pub? Something that dispenses liquid cause for regret in the morning?

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[Ha. Ha. Ow. That hits a little close to home. Toby's expression falls, then she gives a heavy nod.]

Yeah, right now that seems pretty necessary. This way.

Randel Oland

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From here!

I'd disagree. [In California, anyway, where most of the cities she's been to are.] Sure, it's the people that make the city, but they all have their own flavor.

[toten_sie]

[ He shrugs; his experiences have shown a lot of the same thing, but his experiences have also been very... distinct.]

I guess the cities where I'm from were all very similar. Most of them had a District Zero, and the ones that were too small had poor areas, rich areas, and some in between. Most of them were in need of war relief.

I guess war makes things more the same.

Peter Quill

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From here!

[She shrugs a shoulder.] I have a lot of party tricks. Most of them are blood-related.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Oh, cool, that's.

Even less reassuring.

Neat. ]

... That clarified exactly nothing.

[errantdetective]

[She gives him a smirk.] Then maybe you should tell me what you are and I'll explain.

Rocket

[errantdetective]

From here!

I'm okay with cheating if it gets results.

[She settles her hands on the controls, getting a feel for them.]

So, you've done a lot of flying?

[beatupgrass]

Lady, I'm the greatest pilot in the universe. I was made for this.

[And he promptly tries to prove it by taking control without really waiting for Toby to get a feel for the controls, figuring she can catch up to him. It doesn't go as well as he might have expected, resulting in a very jerky take-off that rattles the entire ship.

This is clearly her fault, so he shoots her a glare.] I thought you reasoned with it.

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Reasoned with it, yes. Reasoned with you? Not so much.

[Still not actually sure if that's possible. She tries to steady the ship on her end. Together they can probably get there. Eventually.]

Byerly Vorrutyer

[errantdetective]

From here!

[He reminds of of Tybalt in some ways, but not the man she's come to know, who's loyal and kind in his own way. The man who despite all odds, she's come to trust. This is more the Tybalt who'd taken pleasure in tormenting her at the most inconvenient times and making her life hell.

She tugs the side of her jacket lightly. She doesn't want to think about how much she misses that stupid cat.]

Women where I'm from have this little thing called self-respect. I know the concept might be confusing to you.

Isabela

[errantdetective]

From here!

They're pretty good at finding me when they're around. [She doesn't know how she acquired such a big family, but she misses them more than she can say.] But if you see my sister May... she looks a lot like me, except more... colorful.

[seagoing]

Doesn't that sound familiar. Mine have a way of doing the same. [Even when she's trying to lay low, though tending to have a preference of where to hang out doesn't help with that. She laughs just thinking about them all.]

I'll keep an eye out for you. In return, if you see a dwarf with glorious, luscious chest hair who loves to hear himself talk or a mage who has a bit of a mouth on her and is beautiful as she is witty let me know. Though it's more likely I'll run into the latter myself or more likely she'll find me, us girls have to stick together right? We are after all, new arrivals in a strange land. [With thieving plants. Don't think she's taken her eyes off of you trees.]

Do go on though, by colorful do you mean her language or perhaps her fashion choices?

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Her fashion choices, mostly. She's never met two clashing colors she wouldn't pair.

[She smiles a little. She misses May in all her terribly dressed glory.]

I'll keep an eye out for your, um, chest hair friend. What do dwarfs look like where you're from?

Lance Blue Lion

[errantdetective]

From here!

Call me Toby. [She takes his hand, glancing at his armor curiously.] Where'd you get that suit?

[competing]

Oh — this? [ eheheheh allow him to strike a pose ] It's my paladin armor.

[ WHAT IS A PALADIN, YOU ASK??? ]

Back home, I'm a Paladin of Voltron. No big deal or anything, we're just pilots that protect the whole universe. You know. Little stuff like that.

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Voltron. [She was in the Human world through the eighties and had a kid in the nineties. She definitely has heard of Voltron.] The robot lion thing?

Ned Stark

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From here!

I manage to get by. [Plans going wrong doesn't mean she never wins. She's very good at improvising.]

I take it magic's not a big thing where you're from?

[learned_to_die]

There were stories we'd heard growing up, the questionably sane elders, but we'd all thought them fantasy. We'd never have thought them to carry a modicum of truth. [He glances up at the swaying branches, how sinister they look.] It seems all of those years of doubt've come to haunt me.

[errantdetective]

Don't be so hard on yourself. [Toby gives him a half smile.] I don't know what it's like where you're from, but my crowd's always worked hard to keep humans from knowing about magic. It's better for everyone if they forget.