The Night of the Stone Chief

[ever_lovin]

The front door opens softly and Ben Grimm comes flying through. Due to Providence, or some other force, he hits neither patron nor bar furniture as he lands and slides to a stop mere inches from Bar herself. In fact the buckskins he is wearing even protect the bar's floor from being so much as scuffed

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[works_in_space]

"Davy Crockett?" Jim, already paying attention to the spectacle of Ben Grimm's entrance and clothes, puts down his datapad entirely. "What sort of help?"

In Jim's brain, that little warning bell about the Temporal Prime Directive is going off. But if he was able to help Robin Hood, the least he can do is hear this case out.

[ever_lovin]

Ben turns to the voice and can't help but smile. "Dinosaurs I think. I was just gonnin' ta get somethin' fer my gal and they started poppin' up. I swear I didn't go back that far and I saw Crockett's fort an' everythin'."

[works_in_space]

"I'll take it as a given that you have some sort of time machine available. Which doesn't explain how there are dinosaurs in the 19th century." Jim will ask more about the time machine later. He's more interested in the situation at hand.

And quite sure that fighting dinosaurs in the 19th century is not a violation of any rules.

[ever_lovin]

"Ya, the platform's still intact and boy is Reed gonna give me the riot act when I get back. The door should lead us straight back ta Davy, at least that's where I just came from."

[will_scarlett]

"Who's Davy Crockett an why are ye dressed like that?"

[ever_lovin]

Ben turns toward Wil aghast. "He's only one of the best frontiersmen that ever lived," he says to answer Wil's first question.

[will_scarlett]

"Ye mean like Doc then?"

[ever_lovin]

"Doc," Ben asks confused.

[nothawkingbird]

"Hey Ben, need a bow? Where's the party?"

[ever_lovin]

"That'd be great!" Ben replies with a big grin. "Got a few dinosaurs where they shouldn't be."

[nothawkingbird]

"Sounds like fun. I'll go change." She had her bow and quiver of arrows with her, but wanted to grab some period clothing clothing from the bar to blend in.

[ever_lovin]

"We'll be waitin'" Ben calls after her.

[ssertsimfocigam]

Zatanna was going to go home, but the rather spectacular entrance of the orange man in leather makes her pause a moment. 'Just ignore it and go home' is the thought that she desperately tries to enforce.

She takes a few more steps, stops, then hangs her head and sighs before turning to face him with a slightly blank look "..... How about making that short story a little longer?"

Zatanna can't help but think 'Damn it. Just hope it's not rampaging demons or something. Why can't it ever be a normal problem?' She seems to forget, things like that ARE normal for her.

[ever_lovin]

Ben stops short and looks down at Zatanna and here the narrator would like to note that he doesn't look farther than her face; Ben's spoken for and knows too many ladies who wear similar to what Zatanna's wearing who can, and have, given Ben a run for his money.

"Okay...umm...I had some sort problem wit' a time machine and now Davy Crockett and several of his friends are being attacked by an Allosaurus and her kids. Wanna help? I'm Ben by the way, Ben Grimm."

[[OOC-BTW, SQUEE ZATANNA!]]

[ssertsimfocigam]

Zatanna blinks "Dinosaurs?" then sighs and mutters more to herself than him "Better than demons I suppose."

"... Why not." She gives him a sort of crooked grin "I'm Zatanna Zatara." She gives him a rather theatrical bow. "Mistress of magic."

[[ooc: Not being to edit comments stinks huh?]]

[ever_lovin]

Ben can't decide if he should return the bow or not so instead he says, "It's a pleasure an' I suppose I'm the Master of Clobberin'!"

Ben likes to think he's funny.