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Brigid ([info]metalbird) wrote in [info]spinningcompass,

"So you have children here? " Isabel had mentioned sons.

Isabel's smile turned a little sad. "My daughter is here but my boys aren't." She cleared her throat. "They stayed in the right year."

"I'm sorry." Kaya was horrified at the thought of Isabel's sons out on their own with their mother stuck in a different time. It felt a little too close to home to her own situation, not knowing for sure what had happened to her family.

"I know they're not alone. They have plenty of family. And I do have my Elly so it's not that bad." She pulled her phone out of her pocket and flipped through until she found pictures. The boys were roughly 13 and Elly was 11. "That's them." She smiled.

"They're adorable." She pulled a battered holo-locket from under her shirt and pressed the button. An image appeared in thin air of a much younger teenage Kaya with her parents and siblings. It had been luck that she'd had that stuffed in one compartment of the vest she'd worn the day of the attacks, otherwise she'd have nothing at all unless Arbie had some recordings he hadn't shared.

"This is my family."

"Thank you." Isabel nodded. She leaned in a little to get a close look at the holo. "Well, I can see where you get your good looks."

"Thanks." Kaya held out the locket for another moment then shut it down and put it back under her shirt.

"So what do I need to know about this place? " it was as good a subject change as any and she didn't want to trade stories about missing their families.

"Oh, there's a lot." Isabel nodded. "First, you don't need money. Everybody is pretty good about only taking what they need. And people pitch in around the island but it's not mandatory." She smiled a little. "Weird things happen quite a bit. Magic is an actual thing, as you've seen." She tapped her chin with her finger. "Um....what else?"

"No money?" If it weren't a kind of prison it sounded like it might be paradise. Kaya took a sip of her shake while she listened, having polished off the burger and eaten most of the fires.

"What sort of weird things?"

"No money. Everybody shares." She nodded. Isabel made a face at her next question.

"Aside from time travel, people have swapped bodies, changed genders...some forget who they are for a while, think they're someone else. That kind of thing."

"Swapped bodies, changed genders?" She outright stared at Isabel, milkshake forgotten. If someone could teleport or travel through time she supposed swapping bodies shouldn't surprise her, but it did. That was something she'd never heard a whisper of in all the tall tales about the Jedi and the Sith. "How often do things like that happen?"

"There isn't really a time frame. They happen off and on. Sometimes it's the whole island and sometimes it's just one or two specific people." She shrugged. "And there are different people here with the same face. Like, you look exactly like Elyssa. And Tony's daughter for that matter. TJ and Bucky look just alike. Hansel and Clint and Aaron all have the same face."


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