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[eostre_of_dawn]

A goddess walks into a bar.

Maybe 'bounces' is a more appropriate term, though perhaps a bit less dignified. Not that she cares. It is her time of year. Her season in the sun, so to speak, and it shows in her mood.

Come talk to her, she'll buy you a drink.

((OOC: Off for dinner, back shortly.))

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[symbiote_venom]

There's a man watching her from his seat at the bar. Blond buzzcut, blue eyes, tall and muscled. Nothing that stands out, really, which is a semi-welcome change from his normal appearance.

Having hung around the far-from-normal crowd for so long, even before Milliways, Eddie's got something of a sixth sense for people who are...well, different. Gods and goddesses fall into that category. So his attention is draw to her pretty quickly. But he's the cautious type, and he'll wait to figure out who or what she is before approaching.

[ooc: Couldn't help it. Had to tag. And I apologize in advance for the total lack of icons.]

[eostre_of_dawn]

Easter is generally one of those completely non-threatening in appearance. Unless you really tick her off, which doesn't happen very often. In addition to that, she's looking generally pleased with the world today. She's halfway through her first Tequila Sunrise.

((OOC: No worries, until recently, I had precisely one icon for her. *G*))

[symbiote_venom]

Anybody who drinks Tequila Sunrise can't be evil, right? It's perhaps one of the most un-evil drinks ever invented.

No, wait, scratch that. Eddie can recall one or two people he knew who would drink Tequila Sunrises and then go kill people. So...maybe it's not so safe. Ah well, he'll have to take his chances. He'd rather die by approaching her than die from boredom. He walks over to her, his eyes scanning the bar lazily before turning his gaze back to her.

"And you'd be?"

Ok, so Eddie's manners are really not the best.

[eostre_of_dawn]

Easter's seen worse, and today there's little that will bother her. She turns, and smiles up at him, pushing her hair back from her face. Her eyes are as green as new leaves, and sparkling with good humor.

"You can call me Easter if you like."

She eyes him up and down, and he might get the impression that he's being appraised. Though it is certainly with good humor that she's doing so.

[symbiote_venom]

He's gotten worse looks, so he just ignores it. It's the name that makes him curious.

"Easter? Your parents named you after a holiday?"

He really, really hopes that's the case. He's already met Snow White, and his sanity is somewhat taxed as it is.

[eostre_of_dawn]

"I like to think that the holiday was named after me."

Which, of course, it was.

"And what is it that I can call you?"

[symbiote_venom]

Every time Eddie gets asked that, he's tempted to say 'Bond, James Bond' just because he's curious how many people would get the reference. But alas, he decides not to.

"Eddie, Eddie Brock."

At least he's not talking to the living embodiment of chocolate bunnies and eggs that come from questionable sources.

[eostre_of_dawn]

Then she won't mention that part... *shfty*

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Eddie. Can I ask where you're from, or is that some deep, dark secret?"

[symbiote_venom]

"That's one of the few things that isn't." It might be a joke, it's hard to tell. "New York City, twenty-first century." He's learned to include the century when asked where he's from. Because it's usually followed by when.

[eostre_of_dawn]

She laughs a little at that, she'll take it at face value until she needs to do otherwise.

"San Fransisco, two thousand four."

She pushes her hair back from her face again, flashing the blue forget-me-nots tattooed around her wrist.

[symbiote_venom]

"I don't suppose we're from the same worlds, are we? Dimensions, I mean?" He very much doubts it. Out of all the dimensions, it seems very unlikely.

[eostre_of_dawn]

She shrugs eloquently.

"Stranger things have happened. I think that the very existance of this place is proof of that. Though i don't know how we'd prove such a thing unless we met there sometime."

[symbiote_venom]

"There's a pretty easy way to be sure. Do the names...oh, Captain America, Spider-man, the Hulk, Iron Man, Venom, Wolverine or Beast ring any bells? They're hard to miss in my dimension, among others."

[eostre_of_dawn]

Her eyes narrow a little, thinking.

"No, can't say that they do. I guess not then. I tend to loose count of how many there are, really."

[symbiote_venom]

Eddie frowns and cocks his head to the side, slightly confused. "How many what there are?"

[eostre_of_dawn]

"Worlds, dimensions, versions of Earth. Whatever. It's a little crazy sometimes."

She shrugs.

"Hard to keep track of."

((OOC: Sorry these are coming in slow, I'm not getting notices))