Pax Terra

[exiles-extras.livejournal.com]

Another world, another dollar - the Exiles are enjoying a practical vacation one minute, and the next, they're being unceremoniously dumped in what appears to be Central Park. The New York skyline is visible all around, in the dim twilight - but it's taller, and shinier, than most would remember.

On a closer look, lines of hovercars flit in an orderly fashion around the building as workers return to their homes after a long day on the job.

The park, at least, is relatively untouched by the high-technology surroundings.

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[rogue-starsr.livejournal.com]

Sarah is hovering a couple feet off the ground, still dressed all nicely from her date, complete with green hair ribbon. She looks almost stunned at first, then lowers her head, closing her eyes. This new world, and what it might bring is the last thing on her mind right now.

[proteus-maximus.livejournal.com]

Morph takes a deep breath.

"This can't be New York. Too sanitary."

[house-of-mystiq.livejournal.com]

Raven blinks in surprise. Well. She hadn't expected it to be that easy. Become more flexible, indeed.

She lights a cigarette and looks around. The place looks clean. That's a good sign.

Sarah's ribbon catches her eye. Interesting. First, survey the surroundings. Then, it's time to find out if TJ isn't the only one of her granddaughter's getting lucky.

...surely someone has given the girls The Speech. Hmm...

"The air smells too clean," Raven agrees. "It should have more flavor."

[rogue-starsr.livejournal.com]

Sarah hasn't noticed the looks. She can hear her teammates, but she's still smelling Gretchen's perfume, which has a lot more immediate hold on the senses of the teenager than this new crisis, albeit intermingled with anger at getting just the one day. Still, she's not going to let anyone see her looking that frustrated and blurry eyed.
After a few moments, she steels herself as well as she can, and looks about, more for appearances than anything.

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

What even happened?

Miguel is suddenly not at the restaurant anymore, and his eyes immediately scan the skyline. The accelerated vision helps.

"Thank God, somewhere with modern conveniences," he says, noting the hovercars. "I was getting sick of living in the stone age."

Now to figure out what the shock TJ said to her grandmother in German...

His eyes dart around. No sign of her.

Uh-oh.

[wwii-hero.livejournal.com]

Patriot glances around.

"Where's TJ?"

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

A scowl.

And a steady knocking on the Tallus until it reveals something.

[rogue-starsr.livejournal.com]

A short, muffled sigh, and she finally looks towards Spider-Man. "Alright, so what is it this time?"

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

"Don't know yet."

His brow furrows.

"You all right, Sarah?"

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

"I thought it sounded insane myself, but the Heroic Age is full of insanity. Nordic Gods walked the earth speaking like Victorian Englishmen and a race of green monkeys tried to invade the Earth. All the stories from that time are about that crazy. After what I've seen, I'm not inclined to doubt them anymore."

[house-of-mystiq.livejournal.com]

"So...no to birds, yes to eating the Earth's molten core, and," She glares at Spider-Man, "Where the hell is Talia?"

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

The look she gets in return is a complete non-verbal how should I know, bitch?

Until he glances at the Tallus.

"I... think she's working solo now."

[house-of-mystiq.livejournal.com]

She pulls out her third cigarette since jumping. Slowly lit, slowly puffed into life. "Lie to me, arschlock. Tell me she's with her father, somewhere safe."

Her eyes close as she takes another slow drag. When they open, she looks him in the eye, waiting.

[rogue-starsr.livejournal.com]

Sarah sighs. "Yes to the Norse gods bit, since I have his hammer now. The green monkeys were probably the Skrulls... a race of shapeshifters, and at least if it says she's working solo now, she's alive somewhere, and maybe better off than we are. If Galactus is coming, we have a really big job ahead of us. Very, very little can even get his attention, let alone hurt him."

[spidey2099.livejournal.com]

Miguel just sighs.

"She's fine. She's safe. Let's get down to business and maybe we'll get out of here, too."

[uneasy-rider.livejournal.com]

Roxanne crosses her arms. She feels it too. Somehow in her gut something's missing and it's just not gonna be found. Maybe not ever.

She touches Spider guy's arm. "Yeah, we do that. We do whatever that jumpy thing is after we do whatever we gotta do here and Little Blue will show back up."

[agentof.livejournal.com]

Some of the hover-cars swarming in the distance come closer - with searchlights attached, and blue-suited agents riding within.

One agent speaks with a megaphone, addressing the Exiles.

"Attention, Extra-Dimensional Visitors. We have detected your arrival in our dimension. What are your intentions?"

The welcome could be warmer, but at least they ask questions first around here.

[rogue-starsr.livejournal.com]

"Extra-dimensional visitors...?" Sarah ponders a moment. "Well, seems they know their stuff around here." she adds, before moving towards them. "Friendly, in all likelihood. We're here to help. Who is in charge around here?"

[house-of-mystiq.livejournal.com]

Raven puts a possessive hand on her surviving granddaughter's shoulder.

"We have no ill intent." She shifts into her Red Guard uniform. "In my home dimension, I am an officer of the law. My companions and I did not choose this dimension of our own volition. We would like to begin our brief stay here by lawfully secureing food and lodging, if possible."

[agentof.livejournal.com]

"We can take you back to headquarters, and get you some food. We'll have to run some routine checks to make sure you're not carrying any exotic off-world diseases - standard operating procedure for contact with off-worlders. Then I'm sure President Richards will want to meet with you personally."

The hovercars descend to land near the Exiles, and the agents arrange themselves to make room for passengers.

[rogue-starsr.livejournal.com]

"Wait...president Richards... as in Reed Richards?"

[house-of-mystiq.livejournal.com]

Raven nods approval. Quarrentine first makes complete sense to her.

She's heard the others mention Reed Richards in glowing terms. If he's the local President, maybe he's done something to merit all the praise.

"Nice armor." She sits opposite one of their guards.

[wwii-hero.livejournal.com]

"We'll cooperate fully according to the law," Patriot nods. "We certainly don't want to infect this world with anything that could harm it."

[proteus-maximus.livejournal.com]

"If Reed's in charge, we'll have this thing licked in no time - he's the one who usually deals with Galactus back home!"

[agentof.livejournal.com]

The agent nods to Raven, acknowledging the compliment, and confirms Sarah's guess.

"President Richards heads up the Science Council. Don't worry, we have a nice briefing package for off-world visitors.. the Council came up with it after the fourth counterpart of our President came by for a visit while testing a dimensional bridge device. It should answer most of your questions."