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Nick Fury, age 15 ([personal profile] tyndaridae) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowl2012-10-05 08:54 pm
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001 :: [video]

[Hey look! It's an empty MAC room. The comm appears to be floating as if someone's holding it, but there's just nothing interesting there. A bed, a desk with some scattered papers and a denim jacket hanging off a chair, a coffee mug that looks like it could probably use a good rinsing. Nothing super cool or seemingly worthy of the bandwidth involved in sending this video.

... It basically carries on like this until abruptly someone (or something, I guess) picks up another communicator and begins to punch out numbers on the key pad. They don't have any significance, but they're pressed and released in a very specific way. It's slow at first, but gradually the repetitions get more comfortable and quick. Yes, that's right. Someone's punching out Morse Code very awkwardly on a keypad.

After punching out SOS SOS (pause pause) about 10 times, whatever's holding the second comm apparently gets irritated and so away it goes, sailing through the air obviously propelled by something, only to land angrily against a wall.

And then, the feed goes black.]
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[personal profile] uzi 2012-10-06 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
( monica bites the bullet and turns on the video feed, trying to look as calm as possible. this she actually manages quite well. )

Your home isn't here. We're in an alternate universe.

Do you know what those are?
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[personal profile] uzi 2012-10-06 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
( monica pauses again, chewing on the inside of her cheek. she's not sure what the protocol is, here, but she can't just leave him by himself. )

It's... we're in another world. We're all from different places and times.

How old are you, Nick?
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[personal profile] uzi 2012-10-06 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
( she just nods, her face not registering any disbelief. )

This city we're in, sometimes it's strange. It does things to us and leaves us confused.

That's what's happened to you, now. But it'll be okay.

( she purses her lips for a moment, but her voice is even, calm--serene, even. the practiced voice of a mother. )
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[personal profile] uzi 2012-10-06 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
It is, and it isn't. We're in a different world, like I said. This is their version of New York.

( Just like you're a version of my husband, she thinks, but she has the good sense not the say as much. )

Some things are the same, but most things aren't.
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[personal profile] uzi 2012-10-07 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
( She considers bending the truth for a fraction of a second, but then doesn't. )

You can leave the city any time you want. But unless you've got practice dimension hopping, you won't be going home.
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[personal profile] uzi 2012-10-07 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
( At the ma'am her lips twitch into what might be a smile. )

Of course. You can tell me if you need anything else.