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Sooo...Meet-y

The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their number. After the recent revelation, many of them were even more eager to see people they knew from home.

Brainiac 5 and Sensor were set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings.

There's a lot to tell the new people. It's going to be a lot to take in.

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Lois sees him from behind, first, and for a moment, she's unashamed to admit to herself she can recognize him by his butt... before realizing how incredibly weird that sounds and shoving the thought to the back of her mind.

More appropriately, she recognizes a really good friend when she sees him.

The alternate-universe thing... not so much.

"Ollie?" she says, heart leaping into her throat as she gives him a friendly punch to the shoulder to get his attention.

Needless to say, she is not expecting facial hair.

While talking to both Bruce and Hal, Ollie feels something hit his arm. Being a bit jumpy right now - he was just spawned out of a pod, he jumps and turns around to see an unfamiliar face staring at him. Oookay?

Ollie then blinks and he looks at Lois, lowers his gaze to take her in. Did he know her? She knew his name, so he must. Crap, who is she? Oh, god, please say she wasn't one of those women he slept with at one point and doesn't remember now.

"Uh, hi?" He questions lowly in response, his mind still a blur on where and how he could know this, young and attractive, woman from.

She's surprised, for a second, by how much older he is, and then put off by his reaction. Hi? That's it? That's all? But the disappointment is overshadowed by relief –– it's someone she knows that isn't Lex Luthor, apparently older or not. And he's probably just stunned to be here, right?

Not wanting things to be awkward, she barrels on.

"It is you," she says, with a grin. "About time I saw a familiar face I didn't want to punch! And you're older! Not sure how I feel about the beard, but hey. Welcome to the ship!"

She doesn't want to punch him? Dinah's not here, right? Actually, Ollie does a quick glance around - just to make sure of it. He doesn't seem to see the Pretty Bird anywhere in sight, so his focus returns to Lois and an eyebrow arches upwards.

"I've had this beard since I was able to fully grow facial hair," he admits, the confusion still evident within his voice. There's then a shake of his head before the man gathers himself and adds, "I get that you know me, and I dunno if its 'cause of the whole weird-creepy-shit that just happened, or if I had my memories played around with and what-not, but I have no idea who you are." Ollie actually frowns when he admits it. When someone approaches you and is friendly, but you can't remember who they are, its sort of hard not to drop the ball on the situation and play along.

"No offense, or anything." He's old, his memory must be fuzzy from it. "Offering a name could help, though."

And suddenly Lois is incredibly relieved that she didn't hug him.

"Oh. Wow, that's embarrassing."

Breathe, Lois, breathe.

"Must be an alternate universe thing, because if you actually forgot me, I'd have to kick your ass until it clicked."

She stepped back a bit, and stuck out her hand to shake. Personal bubbles had to be maintained now, after all.

"Lois Lane."

"Lois Lane? Like, Clark's Lois Lane?" Again, Ollie had to take a step back and look at her - in a non-lecherous manner, of course. "Wow, you look completely different," he notes, but then smiles, a bit relieved that it was just Lois, or rather a version of her, than something worse. So, of course, he moves to shake her hand.

"An alternate universe, huh?" He questions. The concept wasn't anything he never encountered before. "From the looks of it, I say you're right." A smirk then appears upon his face before Ollie notes, "Hope your Ollie's as charming and handsome as I am." Okay, he had to.

"Apparently. Clark and I are just friends in my universe, but I've been told I should be expecting a wedding ring. Kind of weird that you have to link me back to him, though, because in my corner of the universe, I was telling you stories about the annoying geek I knew long before you two were rubbing elbows."

She shakes his hand, firmly. It's bizarre to rib him about himself, but Lois rolls with the punches like that. She puts her hands on her hips, smile creeping back.

"Of course he is. I'd be a bit freaked out if Oliver Queen was anything but."

Lois without Superman. A concept he is not familiar with in his universe. "Okay, if that country bumpkin boy scout appears around here, if he ain't already," its hard to tell with so many people - so many strange ones in the mix too, "lets hope he's from your universe then." Otherwise, that might be weird. "So, you knew me before knowing Clark?"

He lets the question hang in the air a bit as a smile appears on his face and he nods. "Glad to see I'm at least consistent. So, uh, you work for the Daily Planet in your universe - or is there a whole lotta change that I should be ready to hear?"

"He's not here. Yet. For all I know he's still in the pods," she informs him. "We met around the same time a certain jolly green archer started making headlines, and while Oliver Queen and I dated, I chased Green Arrow all around the city to make a story out of him. I didn't know he was the same person until years later."

She's trying to figure out how it could be any other way. As far as she's concerned, her reality was the intended reality, period.

"Daily Planet, and shooting for the top. As for change... well, I'm a bit too far behind to tell for most things. We don't have a Justice League yet, and you're the only costumed hero I know personally."

Blink. "We dated in your universe?" Man, he is really glad that Superman, his Superman, wasn't around to hear that - Dinah too. A sly smirk and a nonchalant shoulder shrug are offered before he adds, "I won't argue that. Least I still have good taste."

Now is really not the time for that... Even Ollie can realize it. So, he changes the subject, and doesn't interject at her mention of him being the only hero she knows. "So, how long have you been here? Anyone else from your universe here?" The man then stops himself, realizing how he must sound. There's a bit of a sigh before he rubs the back of his neck with his palm and notes, "Sorry, you don't have to answer anything. Not trying to pry, or anythin'. This is all just - really weird."

"And we're moving on in practice. Or I am, anyway. And he is."

Or so she believes. And part of her wants to give him a zing about how she's just about the ONLY "good taste" he's shown so far, but this is a whole new Ollie and that might be a bit catty.

"I've been here for a while. The whole endless stretch of time thing does a number on your internal clock. So far, it looks like the only person from my universe is Lex Luthor. Lucky me, huh?"

The sarcasm is light, but definitely there.

Ollie may have Batman from his world, but that's still better than Lex. "Ouch," he sympathizes. "I'm sure more'll come, or appear... Or whatever-the-hell happens in this place." Still confused, but at least he's not as paranoid as before.

And, because this is Ollie we're talking about, he smirks and adds in a teasing fashion, "I'll trade you Lex for the Batman, any day. You know, if you even had or knew a Batman. I'm going to shut up now." Whatever Ollie says, its like he's sinking into a deeper whole in this conversation.

"They're either hooked up to a pod or dead, and as crazy as it sounds, I think I'd feel better if most of them stayed in pods. This place isn't always friendly, and I don't want to worry about my cousin or my friends getting mauled by zombies when they could be napping instead."

After all, they don't have her military training. She might not be taking them out by the dozens by some of the kids here, but she certainly stood a better chance than Chloe or Clark did.

"But as for Lex, done deal. I'll take someone who sounds like they take after flying rodents over guy taking 'eccentric rich kid' to one new extreme after the other."

She doesn't know or care that Batman's standing nearby.

"No backsies," Ollie mock scolds Lois. It ends quickly though. "Zombies? Are you effin' serious?" It comes out in one of those typically loud (for those that know this Ollie) and boisterous tones, as though he really did not just hear what he thought he did. What's so big about zombies? He's certainly killed demons in his past, so this should be an easier notch on the belt. He sighs and shakes his head. "This place just keeps gettin' better an' better by the sound of it."

She knows Ollie as boisterous when he has booze in him, which, come to think of it, she hasn't seen in a while.

"Zombies, and lots of them. And trust me, they were not pretty in the slightest. But you know, the Sensoriums make up for half the shit thrown at us at the end of the day."

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