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[codenamewiccan]

Characters: codenamewiccan and anyone
Time: Evening
Location: In front of the Millennium park bean.
Content: Put one new wizard in Chicago, add snark, and stir well.
Format: Starting with prose but not adverse to action
Warnings: Moonspeak, and geekery. Not much unless you attack him then watch out for chanting and your socks on fire.

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[becauseimboring]

[codenamewiccan]

"And embarrassing." Billy added helpfully after jumping in surprise at someone else being around. Of course other people were around, it was Chicago. He rubbed the back of his neck and glanced around one more time. "Yeah, just a few-" Wait. She said arrived as if he'd been expected. Or this wasn't the first time someone showed up. He paused, his hand staying where it was. "Wait, Wait. Back up. By arrive do you mean 'thank you for flying US airlines' or 'so you've popped into the city and don't have a ticket to the clue bus'?"

The smell of the take-out reminded him he hadn't eaten since he got to the Avenger tower...when was that? He could go for some pizza or something. He needed to find the others first. Or snag some take-out to go for the trip back to Russia.

[becauseimboring]

[codenamewiccan]

"You'd be surprised." Maybe not in public airlines unless you were a big shot. Billy rubbed his temples and thought about switching out of his usual gear. It was less conspicuous. He was on the run but he'd do it later. "For Chicago," He started as he stepped forward, and looked around. "It has a lot that feels off about it."

"Like something straight out of the Twilight Zone." Don't know how to leave, so it was affecting the whole city? Who or what caused it? Doctor Doom? "Any idea what happened to make the city like this?" He was more than curious how it was keeping his powers suppressed. Or blocked. He hadn't tried to pull a Thor and call down lightning. "...I'm Wiccan."