She was taken aback, but she too smiled. The reason she didn't laugh?
2012. It wasn't 2012. And she'd been to almost every part of the world and never heard of anything like the helium wars. She imagined a bunch of hot air balloons with bright angry faces painted on them, popping each other in the sky. That might've made her laugh, if not for the reality that it she was imprisoned with people who weren't even from her dimension. Of course, it was possible. She'd stolen countless magical artifacts for people wanting to scan the pan-dimensional globe. But her she was, maybe the sole representative of her world.
His praise of her was strange to hear. She'd never heard anyone extol her little 'problem.' It was always something people didn't understand, or feared, or felt bad for her over. Gunn hadn't lured Gwen to his side because he thought she should appreciate her powers. He knew she wanted to be rid of them and would help her do it. No one ever showed enthusiasm over them.
"You put on a good sell, Party." He was rebellious, walking in his own shoes and yeah, that was something Gwen Raiden could appreciate. "Only have one question."
A pause. How in the world do you plan to bust out of here? Do you realize we have a 1 and 10 shot? Do you think you'll be able to recruit anyone other than a electro freak with a rebel complex and a real desire to get home and make sure her friends aren't dead? Why is your hair that color?
[location: the streets of Taxon]
2012. It wasn't 2012. And she'd been to almost every part of the world and never heard of anything like the helium wars. She imagined a bunch of hot air balloons with bright angry faces painted on them, popping each other in the sky. That might've made her laugh, if not for the reality that it she was imprisoned with people who weren't even from her dimension. Of course, it was possible. She'd stolen countless magical artifacts for people wanting to scan the pan-dimensional globe. But her she was, maybe the sole representative of her world.
His praise of her was strange to hear. She'd never heard anyone extol her little 'problem.' It was always something people didn't understand, or feared, or felt bad for her over. Gunn hadn't lured Gwen to his side because he thought she should appreciate her powers. He knew she wanted to be rid of them and would help her do it. No one ever showed enthusiasm over them.
"You put on a good sell, Party." He was rebellious, walking in his own shoes and yeah, that was something Gwen Raiden could appreciate. "Only have one question."
A pause. How in the world do you plan to bust out of here? Do you realize we have a 1 and 10 shot? Do you think you'll be able to recruit anyone other than a electro freak with a rebel complex and a real desire to get home and make sure her friends aren't dead? Why is your hair that color?
"What the hell is a killjoy?"