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[creator_raven]

It is not so much that Raven likes the desert. But there are not many people there who are planning to stay.

Trucks on the road, the occasional car, airplanes flying over. It is not so bad.

There is enough transience for things to be okay.

But he gets bored.

This is problematic.

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[nitro_is_ace]

It actually took Ace quite a few tries (she lost count after her first hundred) to find the right Earth. There's still many gaps and chasms between versions of universes in her range of time, and she's making full use of that

[creator_raven]

It is probably fortunate that the plane does not crash.

But every vehicle approaching the terminal begins to emit smoke from under the hood.

Only half of them burst into flame.

It only gets worse on the highway.

[nitro_is_ace]

Ace grumbles after the third exploded jeep that she's expecting Bruce Willis to land on the hood of her rented car any moment now.

Then the pavement buckles, causing the gasoline tanker traveling just ahead of her to jack-knife and crash, spilling slick fuel all over the interstate.

And then of her engine's alerts go off at once.

Ace sighs, and closes her eyes against the bright glare of the explosion.

[creator_raven]

It's not that Raven is silhouetted amongst the flames.

Not really.

But he's standing out on the hard-baked ground, heat haze rising from his shoulders like a second skin.

Or wings.

"Possibly it is better to leave the road, yes?"