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Entry tags:
- !!shipwide announcement,
- !!stacy,
- !location: obs deck,
- ax,
- christofel,
- connor macmanus,
- cybil bennett,
- jaime reyes,
- kara starbuck thrace,
- kate bishop,
- lacaille,
- leela bricker,
- leni ivens,
- lyta alexander,
- mr. wednesday,
- murphy macmanus,
- nathan petrelli,
- paco,
- pat and toxin,
- red,
- scorpius,
- speedy mia dearden,
- terry mcginnis,
- the doctor,
- the flash,
- vincent amorason,
- xander,
- zelgadis greywords
Mix-and-Mingle
After the most recent pod-pop had been completed, Stacy began encouraging the crew towards the Obs Deck. They would be most effective if they were familiar with each other, and as the Jaime Reyes Incident had proved, leaving them to meet whenever they happened to cross paths was not effective.
Anyone who stepped into the Hub would be transported to the Obs Deck, no matter where they had intended to go. Those who had been exploring the City were verbally herded towards the Hub, although the energy tentacles did not make an appearance.
||Please report to the Obs Deck for Crew Introductions.||
The Obs Deck hadn't changed very much since they'd last been there. The creepy sculpture was still present, as were the fleshy couches. However, the couches were arranged in a more obvious circle this time.
Come and meet the new -- and in some cases, weirder -- members of your crew.
Anyone who stepped into the Hub would be transported to the Obs Deck, no matter where they had intended to go. Those who had been exploring the City were verbally herded towards the Hub, although the energy tentacles did not make an appearance.
||Please report to the Obs Deck for Crew Introductions.||
The Obs Deck hadn't changed very much since they'd last been there. The creepy sculpture was still present, as were the fleshy couches. However, the couches were arranged in a more obvious circle this time.
Come and meet the new -- and in some cases, weirder -- members of your crew.
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She looked to Jaime again. "Sorry again about that."
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Another pause.
"I have a weird mentor."
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"Depends, does anything like mutants, Avengers, or X-Men sound familiar to you two?"
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Maybe they were still asleep somewhere in the pods.
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"JLU and the Titans are around were I'm from, too," he said casually. He noticed Jaime was in the group, and grinned, saying, "But I guess I'm not allowed to say anything, since I'm from the future."
He'd heard the rest of conversation, so he had to ask. "Just how many superheroes are around here? My brother's met Batman a few times, so I just want to know how much I beat him on the 'meeting heroes' score."
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He'd once had a healthy dose of fear for the Dark Knight. It had turned into a healthy, healthy dose of respect. (With still some fear).
"He's Batman. He's--" He tried to think of another argument for that, but all he could come up with was, "He's Batman."
Waving a hand, as if to say 'let me talk, let me talk, I have a story,' he said, "I've got a good Batman story." A pause. "That isn't Brother Eye. That was not exactly his finest hour there, no."
He tried to explain, gushing slightly, "One time, me and him wound up fighting the Fatal Five, trying to grab this like...probability weapon, the Haruspex, which, basically magically alters probability sheerly so the universe itself kills you real good, that's what it does. Anyway, a dude was trying to sell it to the highest bidder. Not good. He wound up coming to a magical crimelord, local person around me."
Wild, hand gestures. "Anyway, Batman got zapped in the fight and spliced with the evil cyborg-guy. A big, metally, evil cyborg, who was fighting him for control, and he overpowered it with sheer force of will and made the giant with the cloudy head that the cyborg controlled zap the other bad guys with lightning, and then before he lost control and killed me, took the Haruspex, and I'm standing there...pretty terrified, I have no idea what to do, I've tried everything to try to get the weapon to reverse it, but there's no 'undo' button. I ask him what he's doing, and he says: 'Saving you.'"
He went on, "And he shot himself in the chest. He and the Fatal Five disappeared, and until I found out he'd got zapped to the future, and then made it back, I thought I'd gotten him killed. But, you know, shooting yourself in the chest to save a guy. Very hardcore. Annnd if he hadn't, the cyborg guy would've taken over, it'd have been me alone against the Fatal Five, with the fifth one spliced with Batman. Toast. That's what I would've been."
He held a hand to his chest. "For all he knew he was killing himself. To save my life. He's spooky because yes, yes, flying mammal, undies on the wrong side--but Superman does that too--but under there, there's the kinda guy who'd do something like that for a newb hero in over his head. Plus...you have never seen the man work at night-time, have you. When we were looking for the Haruspex, I saw him shake down a guy, utterly terrifying him, and I think I peed a little. Batman's scary because when your around him, you know, in that tiny little part in the back of your brain, no matter what your skills are, no matter how amazing your powers are, he could still mess you up. If he wanted to. Which he doesn't. (Thank God)."
A flourish of that hand, as he sat on a puffy couch right there. "To cut the--well, I guess I have to admit that it's fanboying--short, that's what the big deal is. And I do not usually fanboy."
And that concludes Jaime's 'Why Batman is awesome' segment. Loooots of respect for the guy. Some terror. But mostly respect.
"OH, and he helped me expose the Reach as conquerors by sneaking tech up on a satellite."
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Her only comment at the end of Jaime's story was, "Part of him sounds a little like Cap. Captain America from my world. He's usually not scary, but he can get a scary temper at times."
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"And yeah, the ol' man shot himself in the chest. Well, I've been spliced with vampire bat DNA - he never did that. Besides, you should see the dregs of Gotham run from me. I scare them like Bruce never could."
Then, Terry realized that he should have thought before speaking. All the talk about Batman - the respect and fear and dislike from other heroes, heroes of his past - it had got him a bit worked up. He'd forgotten that he was just supposed to be normal Terry.
"...Oops."
Well, the ship already knew. It probably couldn't get much worse then that. And if it did... well, then he was just fragged.
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"Actually, I'm pretty sure his suit doesn't have flight capabilities. I know because my suit has pretty good scanners and it picks up on most of his tech. No strength enhancers, either."
He laughed. "I was wondering how there could still be Batman if you're from the future, since he'd be pretty old, but if someone else picked up the mantle... So, how exactly did your brother meet Batman?"
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He was a bit relieved that all his slip of the tongue got him was a hispanic kid smirking. He was a bit disappointed in himself, though. Three years and he'd been able to keep the secret from his family, his friends, even his girlfriend. But all it took was a group of superheroes to get him to spill.
"Matt... got caught up in some bad stuff." He said, his volume dropping a bit. "I messed up, and some people put it together who I am. He almost got killed because I was careless. I had to save him." Not exactly Batman's finest hour. Terry was thankful, though, that Matt wasn't smart enough to figure out that he was the dark knight.
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He went on. "Wow, Batman of the future. That makes me want to ask so many questions...that'd probably completely screw with the timestream, so I'm not gonna ask 'em."
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She tugged on Jaime's arm and whispered to him teasingly. "Stop being all cute and dorky if you're gonna go on about that Rule 7 stuff." She smirked and addressed the others.
"Yeah yeah, Batman's one of the big leaguers, no question. Only thing I was questioning was the whole spook-factor part. Like I said, flying mammal with his undies on the wrong side. I mean... heck, we're ALL a little crazy with the outfits we actually go out in public in, some of us just wear the crazy a little more prominently."
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Man, this was a lot easier when the JLU went forward in time, he thought, they didn't really care about this rule. Hell, Bruce even met himself.
"The whole flying mammal thing you'd have to take up with the old man. I didn't choose my symbol or anything, I just sort of... stole it. It was either Batman or Nightwing, and then Bat suit was better equipped. So, Bat it was."
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Keep doing it.Jaime facepalmed. "No, you're not supposed to talk about that. That is exactly what you're not supposed to talk about. He's my team-mate. Now I'm all gonna be worried something bad will happen to him and I gotta force myself not to get the details out of you, because if I did have the details, I might not be able to stop myself from warning him, and then there could be a whole butterfly effect..."
He turned to Kate.
"Time travel. Are people smart enough in your world to not give information to people in the past? Or hopefully smart enough not to DO it?"
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She then turned to Jaime, "Actually? A member of our team was from the future. We were supposed to help stop his older future self, who somehow turned evil. Only to find out that he had to become evil anyway because otherwise it would have screwed up the timeline to the point that some of my friends never would have been born, and many of the older Avengers would be dead. Time travel's kind of a headache for us?"
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That was meant to sound more poetic than potentially suicidal.
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"Either way there was a reason it had to go that way. It was more we were screwing things up by messing with it."
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"And if I hadn't become Batman, Gotham would be even worse."
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But the end part. The end part...
Jaime briefly looked at Speedy, then looked back at Terry and sort of just tilted his head at him a bit. There was a funny little look on his face.
"You sound just like Robin. Who's a very cool guy when he's not doing that grind-ey thing with his teeth. Actually, you sound like... you sound like a lot of people." He went on, "I gotta say, it's nice to know there's still gonna be people like us way off in the future. You'd fit right in with everybody."
Take that as a compliment, Terry.
A pause, and a grin. "Well, except for the really weird future slang. Where the heck did they get 'schway' from? I'm really wondering what perfectly innocent English words were going along and minding their own business before somebody came along and victimized them, mashing them together and mutilating them unrecognizably, with that one..."
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