When friends call

[futures_of_ash]

Rachel was sprawled on the ceiling, rested after an exciting day in the Bar. Her shift was over, the cells had several more visitors, and the scorch marks on the walls were slowly fading away as Rachel applied microteke.

All in all, it was working on being a quieter night than day, so it was just a super heroine in spandex, whiling away the night.

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[numbered_doctor]

Back in her own universe, Remy and he co-workers are having not such a great time. After the dozenth or so lesbian joke at her expense [because why else would she be in such a good mood?], the young doctor just groans, and lets her head fall into her arms.

For a long moment, there's a pause, then the sensation of being poked with House's cane.

["Dear god, someone get me out of here."]

[futures_of_ash]

Uh-oh...that didn't feel good. Rachel paused in her idle cleaning to glance at the door, emerald flashing in her eyes as she sifted through the yearning she felt from...Remy. Yes, Remy.

Well then.

The door couldn't take Rachel to that world, which meant doing things the hard way. She stood up in the rafters and breathed out, flame licking along her skin as she did so. Just a little less control of her power, a little more wildness and chaos in her veins as she reached and ripped a hole in the realities.

There were claws of flame first, peeking and peeling like a bird fighting free of a net. Those claws widened a hole in midair though, the edges of which swam and wavered in agony, not liking such a disruption of the natural order. Out of that hole stepped a super hero in full spandex from her toes to her neck.

Yes, she even had her boots on for this.

[numbered_doctor]

Rachel, once she's stepped though, is on the receiving end of four, very startled looks. House's cane hangs in mid-air as he gapes at the sight, unable to conceive what he's seeing, and the other two males in the room aren't faring much better.

On the other hand, Remy's shock only lasts a moment before she realizes who she's seeing, and she bounds to her feet, beaming as she moves to hug her friend in greeting.

"Rachel!"

[futures_of_ash]

Rachel glanced at each of the men in turn, a deep, burning look that should have scorched the air, but oddly it also felt like laughter.

It was hard not to be amused by those looks. Really.

"Hey, you needed a rescue." Rachel said simply, wrapping an arm over Remy's shoulders.