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Dec. 1st, 2005


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i_imagine exploring [for connor] PART TWO

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i_imagine Exploring [For Connor]

Kyle was pretty sure that the 6 train went down to The Village. Not Gotham. Definately not Gotham. Because the 6 train was a New York subway and it didn't even leave the island, much less go to an entire other city. He'd gotten on uptown, by the Met where he'd spent the day sketching and fine tuning some techniques, and after a twenty minute ride, he'd gotten off at St. Marks... well what was supposed to be St. Marks.

He hadn't really noticed anything odd at first (Kyle counted the number of stops rather than listening to the speaker) but then he'd finally gotten up the steps and out into what was supposed to be St. Marks, but it wasn't. NYU was gone and after a bit of walking around he couldn't find known landmarks like Washington Square Park or the small things like The Peanut Butter Factor. He couldn't even find his apartment.

It was Gotham, or more to the point, part of Gotham. He saw Gotham State University (a building which moments later he couldn't find again) but at the same time parts of the building looked like NYU, which Kyle knew wasn't the case in reality. GSU was a stony gothic looking place, not like NYU at all. He kept walking through the streets getting lost more than once, as he didn't know the Gotham layout well at all.

The darkness of Gotham was lost in a few blocks time and Kyle found himself in New York again... though as Gotham had been, it was only partly so. He saw some familiar building in the landscape, but interspersed in between were buildings he'd never seen before in his life. It was confusing, especially from the ground.

He glanced down at his right hand and ran his thumb over the green ring on his finger. There was a better way to explore. And as the saying went, you were safer in the air than you were on the ground.

At least the allyways hadn't changed. They were still dark, dingy, disgusting... and extremely convienent changing areas. Kyle created a backpack for his sketchpad and suplies and then suited up, slinging the pack over his shoulder. Surrounded by a slight green glow, he took off, shooting quickly up into the sky before slowing down and coming to rest on the nearest roof.

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