Flights of Meh-ncy [Open]

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Pixie darted around the skyline of the city, quite honestly bored with herself. She supposed that she could have gone to the media library, but really wasn't something she was feeling all that moment, and one could only groove to so many Dazzler tunes in the Sensoriums before getting bored of that as well.

Exhausting all of her resources (and convincing herself that it would be improper to sell people her hallucinogenic pixie dust), Pixie had instead decided to play Tinkerbell. Sure, it was immature, but she had wings, and what better thing to do than circle around this castle or that, pretending to be the famous fairy that Walt Disney had made his mascot so many years ago?

A lot, actually, Megan, Pixie thought to herself as she circled around the Gotham Clocktower before coming down in the statuary.

She hadn't actually seen this place before either, now that she came to think of it. Hopefully, none of the statues here would show her things she would rather not know. She'd had enough of that upstairs.

She landed in front of Luke Skywalker and flipped a switch at its base. Nothing. She flipped it again. Still nothing. Pixie then backed away and sprinkled sparkly pixie dust on the statue. Still nothing, but at least it looked pretty?

Pixie sighed.

She needed something...adventurous.

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Jayne grunted, "Good, good." He blinked again no doubt to clear his blurry vision and then remarked offhandedly, "Shoulda known...too pretty to be a Reaver." If he was aware that he had said that out loud he didn't show it. "Mutants back home ain't exactly the friendly sort so...good for you, us...whatever."

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"Thank you," Pixie said, taking the compliment for what it was. "For us, it's the humans who aren't exactly the friendly sort. Well, no. The superheroes are. But the regular Joes and Janes...you know."

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"Wait what? I didn't do anything." He misunderstood her at first due to his state of mind.

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"I didn't...say you did?" Pixie looked around the area, looking for - ah, there it was.

A bench.

"Jayne? Do you maybe want to take a seat?"

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"S'fine." He sat down a little too hard and his mind began to collect itself again, "What'd the humans do to you?"

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"Well. They mostly hate us because some mutants believe that we represent the next step in evolution? And the humans...hate us because of that." It actually sounds kind of stupid when said out loud. "We were born this way - - it's not like we went looking for powers, you know?"

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Jayne's confused look persisted, "That's dumb as hell. You look mostly normal." He grumbled, "And the hell's evolution gotta do with it?"

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"I know, right?!" Pixie's wings fluttered excitedly at that. Finally! Someone who understood! "It's very messed up. They hate mutants and Spider-Man. They love the Avengers though, even though some of them tend to go super-crazy." Like the Scarlet Witch.

Who was also a mutant.

But still!

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"If you're gonna hate someone just hate em...don't try and make excuses." Jayne continued bluntly, "Hell most of the damn verse is full of dumbasses and rats, stab ya soon as they shake your hands."

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"..." Pixie blinked. "For a drunk, you've got a lot of wisdom, Jayne."

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Jayne snorted, "Of coarse I am! I'm a big damn hero!" He jerked a thumb at himself proudly, "Saved the whole damn verse already."

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This Pixie had to hear. "With a bottle of Jack?" she asked, point-blank.

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JAyne barked out laughing, "Hell no, there was this plot right? The government was trying to make people better, buncha monsters, the kind, reavers. I helped fight off the reavers while the captain got the message out." He smirked, "Killed a mess of Reavers that day."

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"That's....so cool," Pixie whispered. There really was something about Jayne that reminded her of Wolverine - but in a good way. "I mean, not the plot, but the kicking butt part. Because, you know, that's what the X-Men do, too."

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Jayne nodded proud of himself, There was just a handful of us, and by the end of things it was just me, everyone else had been wounded. Out of ammo, hope runnin' out. But I fought. I fought em all dead and even if we didn't knock the whole alliance out, we sure taught em a lesson about messin' with people." He grinned an impish grin, clearly proud of himself and his mildly embellished story.

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Not that Pixie would yet realize that it was, ah, mildly embellished. "And then you podpopped in here?" It would make sense. Stacy had gained a reputation for picking people up from when they were at the highest or lowest points, it had seemed to her.

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"Yeah, that's about the size of it." And then, because of his inebriation he decided to ask her something he'd been pondering for awhile.

"Hey, say like...you knew someone died, but then they show up on Stacy. Should I tell him?"

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"Erm..." Pixie blinked, and thought about this for a moment. Then, finally, she said, "Well. Where I come from, dying is like...going on vacation. You die...and like six months later, you're usually back." It was possible that Pixie had deluded herself into thinking that the same would happen with many of her dead classmates. "I don't know how it works on your world, but...I mean. Maybe they should know?"

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Jayne grunted and gave her a confused look, "How the hell does that work? Do you claw yourself outta the dirt or something?"

The concept of coming back to life after death for the moment distracted him from the rare moral issue he actually thought about.

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"If I had an answer for that, I'm pretty sure people would stop dying," Pixie said in all seriousness. "Is this person a really good friend of yours?"

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Jayne barked out a laugh, "Hell no! He's an annoying runt!"

An annoying runt who had saved his life a couple of times with his pilot skills. But still annoying.

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"Oh." Pixie frowned. "I would still tell him anyway? Maybe he'll be so disturbed he'll stop being annoying?"

Wow, where did that line of thinking come from? Pixie blanched. "Umm. That came out way more sinister than I meant it to."

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Jayne was still laughing.

"You ain't exactly the sinister lookin' type." He shot back. She had to admit it wasn't a terrible idea though.

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Pixie smiled in reply. She was warming up to Jayne. Sure, he was sort of gruff, but it wasn't in all that bad of a way. Up until now, anyway.

"I know I'd use it if I met any annoying people from home, and they happened to be dead. I'd probably feel guilty and dust them before flying away in a panicked frenzy, but still."

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That earned another laugh and a bemused smirk, "Dust em? Hell you don't look like you've ever killed before. Probably not even a flower." Then again even Jayne had to admit he had learned never to judge a woman by her looks. River looked like a harmless little space case, but she could rip people apart.