[ There's a shirtless teenager on your screen who looks remarkably like that kid from the Taylor Swift video, er... well... There's an upside-down shirtless teenager on your screen, looking at the datapad like it has somehow hideously offended him just by existing and having far too many knobs than what one would reasonably expect. At first, his
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It's open, isn't it? [ Which means no. No he is not. ]
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[ As in CIA? KGB? Someone else entirely? It's got to be one of them. ]
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I've heard. About the clothes. [ On it currently. ] Who do they belong to is what I mean.
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The clothes? No one, really. They're for newcomers. [Oh she knows what you mean, though, or thinks she does. Jeez, but there are a lot of paranoid kids coming through lately. Ashley scrubs a hand over her eyes.] Kid, no one is going to hurt you. Well-- it gets exciting around here sometimes, so maybe that isn't true, but whoever your personal demons are probably didn't follow you through. And if they did, believe me, there's more than one person around here that wouldn't stand for someone like you getting experimented on. Okay?
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No, I meant the- [ Cell like apartments and robots and weird technology. ] Nevermind.
[ For a long while he's just quiet after Ashley's speech. Were it Charles or Erik or Moira saying it he might take some comfort in it, but currently getting called out for what's unnerving him just makes him tense up. He appreciates it, really, but without the others here... He's not trusting anyone. Sorry. He'll just give a short nod to acknowledge it, but keep on with the investigatory questions. ]
Exciting?
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What? Speak up. [Because she is not a mind reader and wants to help, okay, but can't quite do that unless he spells out what's wrong. Although she can probably make an educated guess.] Yes. Exciting. Lucky you got here right at an important time. [Pause.] Has anyone begun to explain the crazy kidnapping plot to you, or do I get the honors?
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Who's running this place?
[ A slooooow eyebrow raise ] Nah, honor's all yours.
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...Great. ['scuse her while she transfers a huge load of files to you.] That ding you just got? That's the whole background story, in case you want some bedtime reading. Just tap the picture to open it. [And she leans back, getting comfortable.] The quick version is that a wannabe god named Revan has dragged you here from your universe and into this one. This is not anywhere near home and there's no way to get back, not yet. Good news is, you're not alone-- there's hundreds of us here, dragged over from every type of alternate universe imaginable, all trying to get by. [She raises her eyebrows.] Have I lost you yet?
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The datapad dings and he eyes it suspiciously for a moment, then cautiously taps it. C-Cool... He's starting to actually like this thing. Kind of. As she goes on at first he's only half paying attention, too busy checking out the datapad, but then 'no getting back', 'hundreds of us', 'alternate universes' ] ...Yeah.
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[S'ok, she'll wait. She smirks and shakes her head when he comes back.] It's a lot to absorb all at once. I can give you some time to look at that info, if you like.
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Nah, it's fine. [ He'll just... figure it out later. Or something. ] Keep going.
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Besides that... [And she'll give him the rough run-down, because I am lazy :|b]
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