A little gamin in a big ship.

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

The ship was a big place for the little gamin, and even after being here for quite some time, he still hadn’t seen all of it. He finally decided to take it in parts, on corridor one day, another the next, find all the holes, nooks and crannies and then make sure he kept them in his mind. It might not have been Paris, but for now, it was his home.

He walked along, his hat pulled tight around his ears, humming a made-up tune about eggs and women (of less than proper profession). Eventually he would memorize the entire ship’s floor plan, even if that day wasn’t going to be today.

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[speedforbrains.livejournal.com]

On the other hand, Bart had memorized the floor plan by now. Having an eidetic memory and superspeed made that pretty easy. And he was feeling pretty cramped now. He was used to having the entire world as his playground. The ship might be pretty large for a space ship, but the parts he could get to weren't as big as the world.

So he was stuck making rounds of the city over and over again and oh hey, he was pretty sure he hadn't talked to that kid.

"Hi!" He said, skidding to a stop.

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

Gavroche's eyes widened at how fast the boy was, and how quickly he stopped in front of him. Drawing himself up as tall as he could (all well, 4'9" of himself) he smiled, "Hello!"

[speedforbrains.livejournal.com]

"I'm Impulse. Who're you?" Bart asked. He wasn't exactly moving anymore, but he really wasn't so much staying still exactly either.

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

Gavroche watched him, and fixed his hat before replying, wanting to look his very very best, "I'm Gavroche! Why are you Impulse?"

[speedforbrains.livejournal.com]

Bart shrugged. "Batman gave me the name as a warning or something. I guess I'm kinda impulsive."

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

Ah, such great time differences there is, had Bart said it was Napoleon or some great 'historical' figure, his face would have lit up. Instead he gets a very 'bwah?' of a facial expression for an answer.

"A man of bats? Really?"

[speedforbrains.livejournal.com]

Bart rolled his eyes. "No, Batman. You know, big guy with a cape? Manbat's someone entirely different."

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

"Then who is he?"

He wasn't a fan of this eye-rolling, as if the other boy knew more than he. "Tell me."

[speedforbrains.livejournal.com]

"He's Batman. Geeze, how do you not know him? Like, dark avenger of the night and all that stuff?" He held up his fingers in an approximation of Bat-ears. "I dunno. Ask Robin or someone."

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

"There aren't any birds here." He frowns, not sure what to make of the 'horn' making nonsense. "and they do not talk."

[speedforbrains.livejournal.com]

Bart shook his head. "No, Robin's a guy. He's one of my best friends. And Batman's sidekick."

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

"Why are they named after animals?" he starts to rake his brain for others who are called that, and none come to mind, not to the extent being a 'man-bat-bat-man' or bird.

[speedforbrains.livejournal.com]

Bart shrugged. "I dunno. Cause they dress like 'em?"

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

"they dress as animals?"

Oh, now you really are confusing him.

[speedforbrains.livejournal.com]

"Sort of. Umm. Hold on." He vanished to the Weapons and Possessions room and came back with a pen with a fluffy pink feather attached and a book that looked like someone's diary. He vibrated off the lock and opened it to the back. His pen moved so fast it blurred as he quickly sketched Batman and Robin. It was a pretty decent drawing.

[obscura-prodigy.livejournal.com]

Vega's on his way about the ship when he notices Gavroche. He's seen him in passing a couple times, maybe, but never had a chance to talk to him.

"Hi!" he says brightly. Vega likes meeting new people. They're interesting. "What are you humming?"

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

Gavroche turned and waved at the greeting before repeating the last line of his made-up ballad. "Eggs cost five franc and a whore cost three, what is a gamin to do?"

[lilyofthedrills.livejournal.com]

A girl a little older than Gavroche goes bumping by on the uneven floor, clackity clack on rollerblades. She catches him in the corner of her eye, tries to think of where she remembers meeting him.

In that interval she forgets to pay attention to where she's going, notices she's about to hit a wall at a sharp turn in the corridor. She overcompensates and her balance abandons her. Drill-tentacles emerge from the wings of her alien hat, bracing her against the floor to mitigate a little of the impact. Still, she takes an ungraceful pratfall. She sits up, rubbing her lower back.

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

That little scene causes a jaw-drop reaction from the little gamin and he just watches her and her... cap? Before running up to her side, trying to help her. Though, it's hardly normal for him to see a girl with tentacle hats or wheele'd feet.

"Miss?"

[lilyofthedrills.livejournal.com]

Yuri groans, as much from embarrassment as injury wobbles to her feet. "Oh! Ga...Gavuroche-kun!" The syllables are clumsy in her mouth.

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

He knows he should know the strange-hat girl. Mostly because she knows his name, and now he feels kind of bad he's forgotten her's.

"Hello!"

[lilyofthedrills.livejournal.com]

Yuri's smile is a little awkward. She was out of practice until recently. "H-hi. I'm Yuri Otani, remember?"

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

He finally grins, remembering how odd it was and how nice she was, "Yes! Yuri!" Though, when he says her name, it's more like "Yer-eee" But hey, he tries.

[lilyofthedrills.livejournal.com]

Yuri wonders if Gavroche has acclimated to the idea of other worlds, much less other dimensions yet. "What are you doing out here?"

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

"Learning the ship" He taps his forehead, "Putting it all in here."

It wasn't exactly Paris, but it was close, "looking for all the spots and holes. What are you doing here?"

[lilyofthedrills.livejournal.com]

"That sounds fun...as long as there's nothing too scary to be found that is. I just found my rollerblades." She bent her knee to raise the back end where she tapped the plastic casing. "Would you like to borrow them? I bet they'd make it go much faster."