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0001 shift . arrival. holo

Becky didn't know where she was. She didn't know where her teammates were. She didn't know where anything was! Her mind spun! Her heart raced! She hugged her tiny, petite body and bit her lower lip, starting to chew anxiously. She tried to gather herself together completely, taking long deep breaths, closing her eyes, and relaxing her grip on herself. It was okay. It was all right. She was a super-hero, and super-heroes handled situations like this with grace and determination. She just needed...a minute. That was all. Right? Right! None of this silly-billy doubt, Rebecca Ryan! Stiff upper lip!

She inhaled, exhaled, then opened her eyes, ready to assess the situation.

First thing first, she was standing atop a metal platform in a strange, empty, cold room. Above her, the ceiling was covered in varieties of complex machinery, not unlike what she'd seen covering the rooms at Stark Industries and The Order's camp powering rooms. It was almost very eerie in a way, and Becky had to look away and search for something else to focus on. And for Becky, the constant second article to check over...was herself. She checked her body, her hair, her clothes (still there?) to be sure that nothing had gone missing, morphed, or any other type of odd happenings that she found possible in super-heroics.

"Well..." she noted the silver bracelet about her wrist and narrowed her eyes, scrunching up her nose a little.

"Hmm."

She ran a finger over the metal, tugging it a bit, finding its texture similar to that of the bracelets she'd worn in the past, but, oddly? "What is..." She couldn't take it off! She morphed her hand into that of a claw and tried to snap the metal in two, but still, it refused to be removed.

After ten minutes of grunting, multiple morphing, Becky gave up and returned her hand to normal.

"Gosh darnit!"

She made a fist and swung at nothing but air. "Ooo!" She swung on her heel and looked over her surroundings.

"Is this a test? Henry? Pepper? This really isn't fair to set up an unscheduled training session!" She made a frustrated noise from within her throat, and gave another shot at appraising her surroundings.

It was then she finally saw the pedestal. How had she not noticed it? She mentally berated herself for such sloppy detective skills when she'd been trained better by The Order. If Henry were here, he'd probably say something praise-worthy and lengthy about being able-minded on the field. Goodness. Becky already missed her booming, strict leader!

"Okay, let's try this again.." she approached the pedestal, where, as she got closer, something like a tablet sat atop. "What the hell is goin on..."

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No reason not to gather up some good karma, even if it meant actually, you know, speaking to people. Still, he knew how to play nicely and could even actually do it on occasion, even if there were several people who would beg to differ.

Not the most interesting or original arrival he'd ever seen and it sure as hell didn't even make the top 50 list of strangeness that he'd wandered through in his life, but it was a fairly typical response, and even one that he could remember having once upon a time, only he'd thrown himself a nice little tantrum (if he were honest) and sat down to wait until something else happened.

He only paused for a fraction of a second before activating the video to answer the new girl's last question.

"That's the question of the century. I don't know if there's even an answer to 'what the hell is going on.'"

Becky arched a brow, then continued forward, hearing the source of the sound coming from the tablet. "Maybe the name of location would be helpful? Sir?"

"Corwin," he supplied, rather unhelpful as to which question that actually answered until he continued. "And the location is called Taxon last I heard, but I don't imagine that you've seen much like it."

"Well I wouldn't say that..." She looked about. It reminded her of Tony Stark's technology.

"Really? That's one I haven't heard before." It had been fairly universal that the new kids hadn't seen anything like it until now. Not the biggest wrench he'd had thrown into all of his clockwork, but a wrench nonetheless.

"It's kinda normal for me, actually." She shrugged her shoulders.

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Well, Elisa would never have expected the arrival of someone who might classify as freakier than her, but there she was. Not that she would ever voice such a thought.

"A good question," she said. "Wish I had more answers than I do."

"You sound like you've been here a while." She kept forward, not really making any visible expressions of notice to Elisa's appearance. Becky was quite used to the unusual by now. She even appeared to be...comfortable with it. She smiled politely. "Sorry, I guess you could call the new runt of the litter here."

"Longer than I like to think about," Elisa admits. "But not as long as some people either."

"Unfortunately, most of what I do know is bad news."

"Well, I'm a super-hero, so let's start with the bad news, please."

A super-hero? Well, that was a new one, even by Elisa's standards. Then again, in some circles, she supposed she could be considered one herself.

"Fair enough," she says. "The bad news is you've been abducted by aliens to this place, which is called Taxon. There's close to fifty or so people here, from all kinds of places and even times. And no way home, as far as we know."

"Abducted by aliens? Ooooh. Well now I'm feelin like I've stepped into an old sci-fi film!" She folded her arms. "All right. So no way out, and people have checked?"

"Not nearly as much fun as those make it out to be."

She nods. "I haven't seen it myself, but apparently, you can only get so far before a barrier stops you."

"Ah. So I guess it's been tested?"

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I'm sorry, but this isn't a test.

Sure 'bout that? Cause this is definitely something Henry would play for training.

I'd like to think a person wouldn't actively send someone to a place like this.

Yea, well...Henry's always makin sure that we're in top physical, fighting condition.

[ liz takes a deep breath and lets it out in the form of a sigh. she hates being the bearer of bad news, and given that she hasn't been here very long herself, she still doesn't feel entirely comfortable in sharing what she knows - especially since a lot of it is rooted in guesses and information that was all but gossiped to her. ]

As much sense as that would make, I don't think that's it. Your friend probably has no idea you're even gone. [ another breath. ] You've been abducted - by aliens, as crazy as it sounds.

...is that it?

Yeah, it is. Sorry, I know how insane that must sound. [ pause. ] I'm Liz.

Not as insane as you might think.

[her own pause.]

Becky. Nice to, uh, talk to you.

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[Visual] Too much homework o