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Exploration and Observation [Open]

Tony (or Plays, depending on who you ask) has decided to poke around the ship now that he knows it's relatively safe (and his excitement from meeting Chief has worn off). And, after all, he can turn into a furry, nine-foot tall creature that can toss small cars. He's reasonably confident in his ability to beat off anyone who attacks him. Hell, he thinks he's a decent brawler, regardless. Don't grow up in the bad part of town without learning a few tricks. His explorations have led him to the observation deck and for a moment, he just stared out at the stars drifting by, at the vast emptiness of space. Then, he plopped himself into one of the 'chairs', giving the sculpture an uneasy look before glancing upwards again. He felt like he was being watched. Still...

He knew that he had supposedly been chosen to fight the impending apocalypse. He was one of the few remaining warriors who stood between the world and total destruction. He had a destiny, a job, a purpose. And even so, simply looking out into the empty blackness of space makes him feel very, very small indeed and the implication - that he's stuck far from home, his family, has finally settled in. He scratched at the back of his head and sighed, muttering to himself in Spanish "...mom, you better not get into trouble while I'm gone."

And so he sat, watching and waiting.

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He grinned and sat all the way up, leaning forward, chin in hand. he either doesn't notice the staring or doesn't mind it (he is a bit scruffy-looking, but the slime-cleaning took a lot of the dirt with it), "Heh, yeah. I'm from good ol' Los Angeles, chica."

She didn't mind scruffy really. Girl's got a weakness for bad boys.

Kate smiled, "Yeah? Been out that way once with teammates. We were helping some kids about our age out."

Tony cocked his head curiously, "Huh, really? Like charity organization or somethin'?"

Not that he minded things like that. Anything that helped the people on the streets out was OK by him.

Larger smile at that, "Not exactly, but I've helped out at those for years. The shelters and soup kitchens back home. But this was more we saw this group of kids, most with powers getting targetted and attacked. So we headed out to help them. Worked together on a threat out that way. Still hear about them from time to time."

Oh, hey. Tony knows about powers. He offers her another smile and a curious look, "Powers? You mean like in comic books or something? Not really that surprised, considerin' I ran into Master Chief earlier."

"As in superheroes, mutants, villains. Yeah, home's like that. But don't need powers to be a superhero."

Tony laughs, "Yeah, I guess not. Least that's what they're always sayin' back home... Really, don't have powers an' stuff like that."

It's a total lie, of course, but he's always been good at that kind of thing.

"It's true. Can still kick butt like the rest of them. Sometimes even better," Kate firmly replied, her arms folded in front of her.

"True 'nuff. You don' need superpowers to help people out, you know what I mean? Just... yeah. I mean... Aw, Jesus, where are my damn manners? Mom would kill me..." He stands and offes a hand, "M' Antonio, friends call me Tony."

"It's ok. Nice to meet you, I'm Kate. Short for Katherine but only my parents called me that." She smiled and reached out to shake his hand.

Tony chuckles and gives her hand a firm shake, "Right on. Nice t'meet you, Kate. Sorry it has to be on a weird livin' spaceship, but there y'are, huh?"

He shrugs, "Like I was sayin'... I grew up on th' streets, so I always think it's good to see people helpin' out those less fortunate."

"Sort of weird, and sure. My mom always encouraged me to do that. She used to bring me along when she went out to help with the organizations. Saying those who so blessed with excess should help others who are in need."

Sort of saying she definitely didn't grow up on the streets. The Bishops are very wealthly.

"Glad to hear some people still have that attitude. Not many had it back home, y'know? So it was up to us t'help each other out... Sometimes it seems like the world was goin' to Hell," Almost quite literally, in fact.

He flops back into his weird, living chair and sighs, "Guess we're just gonna make th' best of it, huh? A lot different from school or just livin'."

Kate grew quieter, and admitted, "Was like that back home for us too at times. Wars, aliens invading."

She then said, thinking of recent events, "Trying to do that, but this place doesn't make it easy. You hear anything yet about the giant roaches or the Yeerks?" Briefest pause before she mentioned the latter.

"Sheesh. All we had was poverty, increasin' debt, and bad economic times. AN' the odd war. No alien invasions though," Although, there was the Apocalypse and the destructive forces behind all of the pollution and waste....

"Eh, heard something... Not mcuh, though. What happened?"

"Sounds like your world was quieter then," Kate ruefully replied.

She flopped down by him, and asked, "Well the giant roaches kidnapped some of us. One guy was torn apart, but we were able to rescue the rest, and get rid of them."

She then sighed, "The Yeerks... that's more complicated. Parasitic brain slugs that possess people for one."

"Quiet? I guess. But it was still bad to be on th' bottom."

He turns his head to follow her, "...damn. Sounds like shit out of a movie. Both of those things. Then again, this whole thing sounds like a bad comic book...."

"Actually? That's almost normal for my world too. I guess some might think it was weird?" Marvelverse is a whole other level of weirdness.

Kate nodded, "I know. At least trying to get more organized around here. Figure some way back."

"...what universe you from anyway? Like, normal earth? Or what?" He's half-teasing, but he's also curious.

"Yeah. We gotta get back somehow. My mom is probably freaking out... She'll think I'm dead or something."

"The one with heroes likes the X-Men and the Avengers. I'm with the Young Avengers myself."

Kate then came closer, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder if she could, "She'll be ok. We'll get home somehow."

"The X-Men? No shit. You ever meet Wolverine? He was always my favorite...." He flashes a grin and laughs softly. He turns his head at the physical contact, but doesn't shrug it off.

"Yeah, I know... I'm just all that she's got left right now and I worry 'bout her and makin' sure she lives right an' stuff. Hell... we got Master Chief. We'll be fine."

Kate laughed softly, "Logan? Yeah I've worked with him a few times now. He's ok when you get to know him better."

She added in a more serious tone, her hand finally lowered to her side again, "You'll get back to her."

She thinks her dad might miss her some, once he takes a break from expanding the publishing empire, and maybe her sister, even though she was busy spending her husband's money. Kate had always been close to her mom especially and she had been gone a few years prior.

"Guess so. He's still a certified badass, though."

He nods, "Yeah, yeah. Just worried s'all. It'll all come together. Eventually. Nothin' is impossible, right?" Besides, impossible is what werewolves do (or die trying, more often then not).

"Exactly. We got a team working on it. It'll be fine," She reassured him.

He nods firmly, "I believe ya. Jus' a matter of time, I guess."

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