Knowhere IC

[Batfam]
I'm going to help as a medic planetside. Civilian clothing. Tim, I can't force you to stay, but I'd much rather you didn't engage so soon after leaving medbay. Same goes for you, Jay, but I know you won't listen.

[Barry]
Be careful out there. I'll be in the field patching people up.

Right... so... another new dimension. Dog in a space suit that does some weird mind meld crap. And a giant ass dead space head that people live on.

Sam, you better be here and you better not be Polish.

Not precisely how I intended to spend my vacation, but I suppose there are worse destinations. My name is Diana Prince. I understand that a number of the current guests have been in this place for some time now. Perhaps you might be kind enough to offer some guidance on how best to proceed?

Although it was not a game I was familiar with, I did enjoy it. As I put a few things on the table, I shall also offer them for a wider public. To those who wish it, I will offer training in either the martial styles I know, or the lightsaber forms. I can translate those to normal swords easily, although there is one I know that I will teach on a case by case basis. I have hesitations about that one.

I know I have promised language lessons, and for those I can be found within the Palace whenever it is convenient. I do not know how the lessons regarding the Force might translate, as I have never been a philosopher. I can teach meditation skills, and a way to keep one's mind closed off.

secure message to: Caitlin Snow, Cassie Sandsmark, Dick Grayson, Kara Danvers, Jason Todd, Tim Drake-Wayne
message from: Barry Allen
subject: meeting

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I'm glad that's all over with. The Troyjans and Ba-bani are back to hating each other again, as it should be. The next time they create world destroying weapons and want to blow each other up? I don't know. Maybe we don't get involved next time.

But on a more serious note I did want to take some time to say thank you to everyone here. It feels like our little space family just got a whole lot bigger. Not a single person came to me to tell us that we should turn ourselves over and you all fought and helped out when it came down to it. I'm grateful. I think we all are and it won't be forgotten.

[Gamora]
Admit it. You bet hard on those dance lessons.

[Meetra]
I'll take you up on those mind lessons. Why not? It's probably not too hard to get inside there and with all the telepaths running around here now... yeah, not a bad idea. It always creeps me out when Cosmo does it.

I haven't seen Cassie at work today.

Does anyone know if she's sick or do people go back to their own worlds at random here?

Okay, seriously, can somebody spring me from the hospital?

Anybody?

I'm not picky. As long as you're not a mad scientist or an axe murderer, I'm cool with a little back up.

Back from my impromptu visit to Ba-Banis. 0 out of 5 stars. Do not recommend.

Room service was atrocious, or rather, non-existent. Room itself was cramped and had no comforts at all. Company was great, though. And the floor show upon leaving - fantastic.

Characters: Tim Drake (DC Comics AU), Ororo Munroe (Marvel Comics AU)
When/Where: Holding cell on Ba-Banis somewhere
Rating/Warnings: Eventual character illness (??)

( hour fifty-six and still no sign of a rescue )

[Open Comms]

Fuck. Red, Bats, I think we might ... Shit.

[muffled whistle of air as Jason goes flying, then a thud and a crack as he hits a wall]

direct communication to:Medical personnel ( jean grey, mercy, bruce banner)
direct communication from: Flash

I've been informed you could use some help. My name's Flash, a recent arrival. I'll be bringing you the injured that I am able from the field.

direct communication to:Batdudes, Jason, Dick, and Tim
direct communication From:Flash
Holler if you need me.

Now that I've got myself settled in, I've come to realize I know literally nothing about the various worlds people seem to come from. As such I'm going to leave off writing stuff down in Uncle Deckard's book and pick up a few more journals I can add and re-add lore in as needed.

Working in Starlin's has given me some credits but I'm still so used to gold so I'd like to ask how much of these credits would it take to get say about ten journals and one of those things that makes these photographs. Those seem to be a lot easier then drawing everything and I can later sketch out what I might need. I don't know anything about this Earth either, so when I'm able to go down I'd be grateful for a guide. I'll get you a free drink at Starlin's for it.

Does anyone have some coffee to spare?

Good to know even in space there are still some constants. Pizza is still pizza.

[Francis]
Hey.

Hey, so, I gotta make a run to Earth for dog ... well, everything. Or Ace is going to turn my laundry into his very own army of playthings. Last thing I need is him carrying my unmentionables all over the apartment. So does anyone need anything? I'm not staying overnight, but I can grab a few things. Not sure when I'm going, yet. Have to put in for a passport. But definitely as soon as possible.

*bursts of static and electricity crackling, followed by bouts of incomprehensible screaming, and the sounds of banging and crashing*

[Robins]

Hey, Dick. I've got our dog.

[Cassies and Robins]

Don't mind the German Shepherd. He's all bark and no bite.

Okay, he's a lot of bite, but if he's barking, it means he's not going to bite you yet, so you've got a chance.

His name's Ace. Soon as he realizes you're our people, he'll decide you're his people, too.

No idea who Black Widow is but this mug is pretty neat. Mystery mug owner, make yourself known otherwise I will add your mug to my collection.

[Private to Tim Drake]

You left something on my bed.