The City at Large & Mission Alpha

[baedalites]

Who: OPEN to all residents.
What: The ant-situation is changing!
Where: Throughout the city.
When: NOW. This thread will likely cover a few days.
Warnings: To be updated.

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[Location: Various throughout the city]

[ironshodboots]

Nazca hadn't been involved in any direct theft of any size in a long, long time. Her father had made sure she had the fundamentals of course, but more useful skills came from the outings in which she'd demanded Locke take her along. Sometimes they went with Jean, but more often without, and despite the danger facing Baedal, a part of her is delighted to find her old skills aren't failing her.

The hardest part is finding the pearls to take. But she's better for having something to do.

And she is fiercely trying to ignore the dream she had and what it meant. That would do her no good, and a mission from the gods was the priority.

[ironshodboots]

"You're good at taking instruction, then?"

[im_apimp]

He shrugged. "I like to think a sign of a good operative is someone who can listen and learn, as well as make their own decisions. It doesn't hurt to listen to someone who has experience you don't."

[ironshodboots]

Nazca looks mildly delighted. "Very wise of you." Wiser than setting off the booby trap, at least.

[im_apimp]

He grins. "I try to be."

[ironshodboots]

"You're not Dean Winchester," she declared, after a moment, as if he needed to be informed. "I thought you were playing with me at first, but you're actually someone else."

[im_apimp]

It was bound to happen eventually. Alec was starting to hope that they ran in different circles, but eventually the dude who shared his face was going to be brought up. He sighed, heavily before nodding.

"Yeah. Sorry to disappoint." He turned to her and extended a hand. "Alec."

[ironshodboots]

It's more a clasp than a handshake, but she doesn't leave him hanging. "Nazca. I didn't think you were, but I wasn't certain."

[im_apimp]

He shrugged, before gesturing to his face. "It was an easy mistake to make. And ... a little weird to be quite honest."

[ironshodboots]

"I can only imagine. No relation at all, then?" That seemed unlikely, but considering their position, she wasn't in a position to claim anything was impossible.

[im_apimp]

"Nope. Far as I know, not even the same universe. Though if we do, that would be a really weird coincidence."

[ironshodboots]

"I suppose it would." Though having the same face as someone else is, in Nazca's opinion, coincidence enough. "I wonder if there's a finite number of universes, or if everything exists somewhere." She starts walking again, though - she still has work to do, as does he, presumably.

[im_apimp]

"Universe is ever expanding." Big giant brain that won't quit? Yeah, that would be Alec. "There an infinite number of options and choices. Who's to say there isn't one of everything?"

There's a beat as he considers that before smirking. "Hell, there's even a theory that alternate universes are created based on the idea of choice -- how if a person makes one choice in one universe, there's another universe alongside it where they make the opposite choice."

[ironshodboots]

Nazca considers this as they walk. "So the more different the universe, the farther back the different choice would be."

[im_apimp]

"In theory," he said with a nod, before shrugging. "But before I arrived here, I was pretty sure it was just that -- a theory. It hadn't been proven, and with the state of the world, it probably wasn't going to be. At least not in my lifetime."

[ironshodboots]

"Before I arrived here, I had never heard of anyone who thought there was more than one world," she replies, frankly. The lack of Eldgerglass in the city still unnerved her a little. "But no one seems to have been anywhere near mine."