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Megan Gwynn - known as Pixie to everyone on the ship - stared down at her platter, one of her purely black eyes twitching in disgust. Yeah, it was nutritional, but this...this slop kind of just proved that nutrition wasn't all it was cracked up to be. And here, if I could use my powers to make myself hallucinate and pretend that this way, oh, I don't know, a thick juicy steak, mashed potatoes, and lots of gravy, this would be a lot easier to, ah, digest. Shaking her head, Pixie stood up and, leaving the food where it was, lifted off into the air, her multi-colored butterfly wings flapping gently as she left the cafeteria and flew into the rest of the city.

For as long as Pixie had been here, she'd kept to herself for the most part, lost in her own world of dreams and daydreams. It wasn't that she didn't like being here or anything, or that she was a snob, she'd just kept to herself. It was something that she was working to change - just as she was working on getting used to these new powers that Magik had given her back in Limbo. A soul dagger that could cut through magic. This new...development...had also given Pixie an aptitude for magic. It all left her feeling very different from when she'd merely been a mutant who could cause hallucinations. I still haven't decided if all of this is a good thing or a bad thing, but this is as good a trial by fire as any to figure it all out, she thought to herself as she turned a corner.

Soon, lost in thought, she came across the library. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips when she remembered her discussion with Gambit. It was all too possible that they had Dazzler's stuff in there. Hoping this was true, she flew right in. Dazzler made everything better.

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Loren was pretty sure she'd just seen a girl with pink hair and wings go past her. This needed some investigation and shortly after Loren entered the room.

Well this was something new. "Hi I don't think we've met. I'm Loren."

What? It wasn't every day you saw someone with wings, even for Loren.

Pixie whirled around, a little bit of pixie dust floating off of her. None of it, thankfully, went to Loren. Which was a good thing. Because, you know, hello hallucination. "Hi!" Pixie smiled brightly at Loren and held out her hand. "I'm Pixie."

Pixie dust? Who was this, Tinkerbell?

"Fitting name." She said. "Mind if I ask a stupid question?"

Pfft. Please. Tinkerbell was so last century. "Yeah, I thought so too when I chose it," Pixie said. "It's my, uh, codename, actually. My real name's Megan. I just...like Pixie better." She nodded her head encouragingly. "There are no such things as stupid questions. At least that's what Dr. McCoy tells me. Ask away."

"Codename?" Oh this must have been one of the people from comic books- or rather that comics were inspired by? "Well, I was curious about your wings. Were you born with them?" Maybe she was bitten by a radioactive... Tinkerbell.

"Yeah. I'm from a team of mutant superheroes called the X-Men." It was clear that she was very, very proud of this fact, by the way that her pure black eyes sparkled. "Oh, these?" She whirled a little, showing them off. She couldn't help it. Pixie loved her wings. "No, they kicked in around the time I hit puberty. That's also when my eyes went black and my hair went pink." There were black streaks in the hair now, but Pixie wasn't about to explain the whole losing a piece of her soul bit. It was kind of weird, even for her. "Pretty cool, huh?"

Wow. Loren really needed to stop thinking that life couldn't get any weirder because it kept reminding her how very, very wrong she was.

"Yes. I've always wondered what it's like to fly. A spaceship is one thing but flying on your own? That's something else."

If she thought her life was weird up to this point, she really needed to spend more time on this ship. Life could get plenty weirder. Pixie tucked back a strand of her wayward pink hair. "It's really awesome," she admitted, still beaming. "Like, I was kind of scared at first, and I was really worried that my body would just, like, slip off the wings and stuff, because waking up with wings is crazy but no, it's...I wouldn't trade them for anything."

Oh Loren's life was definitely going to get weirder. "That makes you," She paused to think. "A mutant? There are only normal humans where I come from- and aliens." And later on humans who could morph and her son who was trapped as a hawk but that was complicated.

"Yep!" Pixie nodded her head. "With, you know, some magical abilities too. Which are kind of new. But yay." She grinned. "We have aliens too. And magicians, and people from alternate universes and dimensions." She lowers her voice. "There's even a walking, talking, swearing cartoon duck named Howard. I heard he's an alien, but I'm pretty sure there's not a Looney Disney planet out there."

Loren laughed out loud at that. "A duck? Now that would be a sight." She really shouldn't have said that. Now Howard the Duck might be in the next podpop.

That would be awesome! "What about you?" Pixie asked, studying Loren. "Are you, like, one of the aliens, like on Roswell, or is your story something else?" She studied the pretty blonde. "Inquiring Pixies wanna know."

No, that would be terrifying... and awesome, fine.

"No, I'm a human. I was abducted by aliens, which is how I met my boyfr-" Wait, should she make that future husband? This was confusing. "Which is how I met Elfangor. He was taking me back home when we were sidetracked by Yeerks." Long story short. "What I guess you could call my family is here but they're all from further in time than I am."

"Wow," Pixie said. "That's actually surprisingly normal." It says a lot about Pixie and her world that she can actually say that alien abduction is surprisingly normal. Either that, or it says a lot about Pixie's mindset. "I kind of understand that, though. One of my teachers from my school is here? But he's...not from the same time I'm from. He's from way before. It's very...weird."

Loren deliberately left out a lot of the weird parts. Of course those parts would probably be normal to Pixie anyway but there was such a thing as privacy.

"It's not easy. I thought I was going to have a normal life but according to them..." Loren shrugged. "And now I'm here."

"Oh." Pixie nodded. "And suddenly, it's looking a lot less normal from every angle possible," she said. "I kind of understand that. I'm sorry," she said earnestly. "But, you know, on the bright side...we're doing good. And we all get to go home when this is all said and done." Providing they survive, but Pixie's not about to point that out.

There's a pained look on Loren's face at that statement.

She missed her mom, she missed her friends but if they all went back home then Elfangor...

"Yes." She said simply.

"I said something wrong," Pixie said, immediately catching on. "Oh god, oh god. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I just...I do that thing where I sometimes speak before I think, it's a teenager thing, and yeah, I'm sorry, I so didn't mean to."

"No you didn't say anything wrong." Not anything she could have known about anyway. "Don't worry."

"So...uh...were you with the last podpop crew? You have that whole I'm-new-and-highly-uncomfortable look in your eye."

"Yes, I am. I hoped I wasn't that obvious, guess I'm wrong. How long have you been here?"

"Uh..." Pixie thought about this for a moment. "Awhile. I've kinda...lost track of how long I've been here for. I got here a few podpops ago, though." She smiled. "Don't worry, you'll be fine. Once the next podpop happens, you're no longer the new kid."

Didn't sound like she was going to leave anytime soon.

"Good to know."

Not a lot of people got out of here all that fast. Pixie smiled encouragingly. "You'll be fine. We've got a good group of people here. And hey! There's even some people that, you know, you know!"

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