Exiles in Elseworlds

Spider-Man levels his unreadable glare at this guy.

"It told us to 'Protect the Killer.' The fact that we're still here probably means we've screwed something up."

Really doesn't wanna be stuck here.

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"Well, if you're lost... I'll have Reed or someone check out your story. If you're really from another dimension, you should have a dimensional resonance different from this world." He shrugs. "It's not much, but if your story checks out... we can put you up until you figure everything out."

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"Well, if your Thor still has his hammer, that ought to set off some alarm bells, anyway. Right now, though, I just need to lie down for a bit, then everyone can tell me what's going on... again."

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"Morph? Can you give her a cot or something, until we can find someone who can play doctor with her?"

Er.

"Really didn't mean it like it sounded."

Then, he looks to the flaming biker chick, then back to Barnes.

"Is that one of yours, then?"

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"I thought she was with you. Ghost Rider's a man around here."

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"Thanks Spider... but I'd rather fly than trust the plastic pervert to carry me around. Just... hope we can rest somewhere close."

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"I am not a pervert. Sheesh, you embarass ONE busfull of nuns.."

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Go team. Everybody hates everybody.

His eyes widen as his head jerks to the Tallus.

"Oh boy. Yes, I'd say we've screwed this one up."

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Sarah sits down next to Spider Man. She doesn't necessarily like his antagonism towards some of the rest of the team... not that she's a lot better where Morph is concerned, but she still doesn't trust him with teenage girls... herself included. But at least she trusts Spider-Man some... and Nocturne.

"Oh? We were supposed to save the Hulk? Great."

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He doesn't respond for a long moment. Listening to the thing repeat its mantra. Trying to discern what it means.

Finally, he repeats it.

"Stop the monster you've created."

He really doesn't like how that sounds.

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The rider comes up to Spiderman and Crusader. Her whole bearing one of "now what?"

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Speaking of monsters...

"So where the shock did you come from?"

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She looks around and then slowly shrugs.

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He squints. Her head is bright.

"Then who the shock are you? Buckeroo over there said... what was it? Ghost Rider?"

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Again, she only shrugs.

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His jaw tightens.

"Are you going to be any help whatsoever?"

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Sarah looks kind of dazed, her voice a little more distant, as adrenaline dies down. "She's the Ghost Rider. Mephisto's bounty hunter, or that was the idea. In my world, Johnny Blaze turned it on him, and used the ability to find and punish evil as a hero... no idea who this one is. Johnny... in my world... died fighting the Sentinels."

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She seems to perk up at the idea of the words Johnny Blaze. She picks up a stick and writes "Roxanne," and then points to herself.

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Sarah glances at her through blurry eyes. "I'm sorry. I should know you, but by the time I got to Earth, Johnny Blaze had been dead for fifteen years. But if you're allied with Johnny, then you're probably ok... I'm Sarah."

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She hears that news and sinks to her knees with grief in front of the other woman.

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Sarah reaches out for the Ghost Rider, trying to be comforting, even if she's seeing a couple of her at the moment. At least she's seemingly unworried about the flames.
"In my world, most of the heroes are dead. And the villains even... superhumans... killed by the sentinels. Just a few left." she shakes her head, trying to stay coherent and focused.

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She gets up and nods. then, she does a power arm shake with Crusader.

She has a new friend.

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There's a tilt of his head.

"Waaaait a minute," he starts, to the skullface. "Did the Timebroker send you here?"

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She looks to him and shrugs. She writes two more words.

"FIRST DAY"

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