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[The woman who appears on the feed might be familiar to a few people. She's sitting at a table or a desk and facing the camera, composed, but a little worse for wear. She looks tired.]
You sure know how to make a girl feel at home. [Not that she's faced frost giants or dark elves before, but dropped into the middle of a fight she wasn't expecting and wasn't prepared for? One that probably should be left to gods and super soldiers? That is familiar. The last two days haven't been boring] Is that normal?
[Natasha taps the table in front of her twice, drawing a slow breath as she considers how she's going to play this. If putting her face on the network is a mistake, then she's already made it.]
I think I'm ready for the welcoming committee now.
You sure know how to make a girl feel at home. [Not that she's faced frost giants or dark elves before, but dropped into the middle of a fight she wasn't expecting and wasn't prepared for? One that probably should be left to gods and super soldiers? That is familiar. The last two days haven't been boring] Is that normal?
[Natasha taps the table in front of her twice, drawing a slow breath as she considers how she's going to play this. If putting her face on the network is a mistake, then she's already made it.]
I think I'm ready for the welcoming committee now.
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I have perfect attendance. Then again, I'm the only one who shows...
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[ shrug. whatcha gonna do? ]
So, I have a confession to make.
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[But she's not telling him not to make it.]
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[ raymond palmer that is not how you tell someone you met another them. ]
...That came out wrong.
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You knew me before.
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Sorry. We weren't close or anything! Just ... a couple of run ins last year, usually during events.
[ he thinks they were friends, but-- gosh it's hard to tell. ray considers the dormouse his friend. he could hold a conversation with a paper bag. ]
I'm Ray.
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You can bribe Dormouse with treacle. But he eats it too fast, so be careful.
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But it raises another question.]
Bribe it to do what?
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[ it wasn't too terrible, save for the time he blinded a girl while she was fighting one of the corrupt ones and nearly killed her... ]
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I know what all of those words mean individually, but when you put them in that order they don't make any sense.
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[ literally and behaviorally. then again treating ray coolly is just smart ok. ]
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So he told you about an event that was relevant to those aliens. Am I parsing that right?
[Is everything here so much of a headache?]
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Right, yes, sorry-- it was similar to the giants. A total world shift.
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Only this time alien "gems" grown in a kindergarten.
[Natasha hates her life just a little right now. She'll accept it. She can't really not accept it; Ray doesn't show any signs of lying. But she hates being somewhere she has to accept it when it's nonsense to her.]
So did having warning about it in advance help?
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[ he shrugs, unhappy about having bad news and half-answers. but it's just an unfortunate side-effect of a dimension that consumes its people. and this part is always difficult: either ray finds himself infodumping new people into shutting down, or comes off like he's dragging it on.
he's yet to find a good middleground. ]
But it's hard to take action when you can't know the manner in which Wonderland will manifest a memory.
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Natasha huffs, not quite a sigh, and lets her eyes slip nearly closed for a brief moment. If she stopped to think about it, really think about it, she would be very tired.
She pivots then.]
So just how well did you know me?
[Something else she should know, while she processes the rest.]
god i'm so sorry. lmk if you'd rather i retcon him to be less...... himself D:
Oh man, we were really good friends! When we met, you were version two-point-oh. Or at least two, anyway. You used to be an assassin and you're from Russia. You're crazy strong, and you were friends with my friends.
[ so, yknow. besties, obviously. ]
w/e it's all good. she needs this in her life
Natasha is intimately familiar with the difference.]
Gee. That does sound close. [The sarcasm is evident, but not cruel.] Did we work together? You and me, and your friends.
o7 there's a post on his journal to request to stop/rewind if you ever change your mind <3
If you want to think of it that way, sure. Freelance, though. You know-- the mansion turns upside and you team up with whoever's around.
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