So, the votes were counted, and Leon had won. So what was supposed to be a temporary job just turned into a full-time gig.

Okay. Deep breath. Get to work.

But first, he was going to have to talk to Claire and Sherry. Both of whom, he figured, would be looking for him, and both of them would find him in his quarters at the moment.

Asuka grinned. She'd been waiting for a few minutes now - this guy (whoever he was) had better show up soon! She didn't have all day, as much as she wanted someone to get her beautiful Unit 02 working again. Sure, she'd had an X-Wing to pilot and the training and all of that, but she really wanted to be able to sit in Unit 02 again, to be able to take the fight to the enemy, to get up close and personal.

She'd been born for this, after all.

She let her legs dangle - she'd already called up a simulation of the Eva and she was perched on its shoulder, about forty meters off the ground. She didn't mind the height. She was used to it. Besides, her Eva was a safe zone for her. If she could get it to run without external power, well... she'd be unstoppable. She knew that much.

The Person: Aang, the Avatar, master of all four elements, truly an individual to be reckoned with.

The Place: The Lounge. Right now, he was in the kitchen practicing his Airbending via the highly deadly art of--

Making fruit pies. What? It took some very precise Airbending to get the fruit fluff all fluffy on top. Good practice.

And eating the fruits of his labor was, uh...exercise for his jaw, yeah. And stomach.

Okay, so he was just hankering for cake after all that time with GLaDoS. It was still good Airbending practice, though.

And he brought the rest out to be served to whoever had a hankering for confectioneries.

"Hey, do you want a piece of fruit pie?"

Come and let me bake you the pie of my people.

It had been awhile.

Beastboy had more or less figured out how to use the sensoiums (Once he thought of it as a giant video game it made things easier) so when he made his frequent visits to the rooms he would often muse up places he'd been or places he'd like to go.

But this was the one place he hadn't dared to return to.

A dark cave with a steady path leading up to the surface. Stained glass was melted into the walls their colors muted in the low light. A steady drip from somewhere indicated the ground water from above was still sinking through the earth.

And there in the middle of it all was a statue.

It was stupid of him to think of her like that. She was alive and free, her memories missing or...maybe not. But he needed to talk to someone from his world and she was always the easy one to talk to.
( "Hey Terra..." )