Somewhere over the Atlantic, Thursday
The past few months had been spent in a haze for Johnny Storm. After the Ultimatum Wave hit and his father was killed... after Johnny was taken captive by Dormammu and used to power a demonic assault on Earth... after the Fantastic Four split apart because Reed chose to chase after Doom and Magneto instead of helping his friends...
After all of that, Johnny went to Paris, denied his fame every chance he got, and tried to drink away his troubles. Three months later, it was time for him to come back to the States.
He wasn't ready for New York, though. He wasn't ready to see Sue. He wasn't ready to see what Manhattan looked like now. What he was ready for was some kind of normalcy. He saw a pamphlet when he was in Paris for an American boarding school. One that was welcoming to people who might be a little different. Maybe he could figure out what "normal" meant at this Fandom High place. It was worth a shot, at least.
For now, though, he'd accept "normal" as trying to get even a couple hours of sleep on this plane. If only he had the flight range to cross an entire ocean on his own....
[OOC: Establishy!]
After all of that, Johnny went to Paris, denied his fame every chance he got, and tried to drink away his troubles. Three months later, it was time for him to come back to the States.
He wasn't ready for New York, though. He wasn't ready to see Sue. He wasn't ready to see what Manhattan looked like now. What he was ready for was some kind of normalcy. He saw a pamphlet when he was in Paris for an American boarding school. One that was welcoming to people who might be a little different. Maybe he could figure out what "normal" meant at this Fandom High place. It was worth a shot, at least.
For now, though, he'd accept "normal" as trying to get even a couple hours of sleep on this plane. If only he had the flight range to cross an entire ocean on his own....
[OOC: Establishy!]