Freedomtown IC

I went around today, trying to familiarize myself with the sports they have here on Galador. Figured I'd see if they had decent football (because really, it can't be TOO much worse than the CFL, right?) only to find out this planet literally doesn't even know what football is.

Seriously. Whoever runs this planet... what kinda uncivilized third-world planet doesn't have football? Even Canada has football!

Tony
Dude. You busy tonight? I feel booze and hilarious banter in our future. Wanna go with me to check out what will very soon be The End Zone?

Neely & Morgan
YOU GUYS. MOTHERFUCKING LUKE SKYWALKER IS HERE AND HE FUCKING TALKED TO ME. I THINK MY LITTLE FANGIRL HEART JUST EXPLODED.

Who: Neely Bale and Morgan Raleigh, OT just about anyone
Where: Freedomtown Park
When: Early Saturday Morning
What: Introducing Neely Bale and Morgan Raleigh
Rating:

Freedomtown Park had always been a hub when it came to new arrivals. One could speculate that it was due to the fact that an infinity stone was near at hand, but nevermind. In the wee hours of Saturday morning a new couple appeared. While most were conscious on their arrival, this pair arrived deep in sleep on a sofa. Their attired was rumpled and they both had dark circles under their eyes. Neely, the younger and shorter of the two, was curled up against Morgan, who was still sitting upright, as if ready to move at a moments notice. Neither stirred for some time until Morgan, a notorious early riser, noticed a shift in the air. "... why is the air conditioning on?" she muttered groggily as she started to rouse out of a deep sleep.

It took some time for Neely to respond. "...what are you even...?" she started to say before noticing it as well. It should be brought to the readers attention that Neely is also a werewolf and as she scented the air, her eyes immediately snapped open. They certainly weren't in their own home anymore, let alone LA. She sat upright and slapped Morgan's arm a few times to get her attention. "Morgan."

Morgan grasped Neely's hand to stop the slapping. "What the..."

"...Fuck," Neely finished, eyes wide. Where were they? And more importantly at that moment, where was Rachelle?