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[andaway]

[Have a certain alien in a brightly-colored uniform in front of the mirror. Kal seems to be sitting front of the singing statues, the hymns marking the start of the message. It seems like he's been writing the hymns, trying to makes sense of them- they ring a bell, like he's heard them before but he can't quite place it.

Which is a new sensation for him. But considering most of his powers are gone he should get used to it.]

I know we're all settling in, so I will keep this short. I just figured we may as well use this... magic, or technology or whatever this happens to be.

I'd just like to know how long have all of you been here, if we all got here more or less at the same time. And...

[He wonders how to word what comes next. If this is someone's plot, if he's inside someone's... spell, or something by the sort he doesn't want to give them any clues about his weaknesses.]

Have you felt any... different since you woke up here?

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[therevanchist]

[Revan's leaning against a tree outside the temple, and the dappled sunlight falling through the leaves and onto her face makes her a little hard to read. It's not intentional--she's just comfortable and doesn't feel like moving.]

A group of us showed up together a few days back, and new people have been trickling in since.

[OOC: Fine to fourth-wall her, as long as you stay away from mentioning plot details.]

[andaway]

[Kal wasn't sure what to expect of this- he is speaking into a mirror after all. But at least the communication seems to be working both ways, and that was an actually very helpful answer.]

So nobody's been here for that long then. We don't know much about what's going on other than what we're told.

[therevanchist]

It almost felt like...whatever-it-is was troubleshooting in the beginning. Translation kept failing and we were being teleported around some abandoned city at random.

[It was super-fun, Kal.]

I don't know if the kinks have been worked out, but no one seems to be going poof mid-sentence anymore, so that's nice.

I'm Revan, by the way.

[Since he didn't introduce himself, hint hint.]

[the_hit_list]

[ Tim has thought about it, whether or not he's going to acknowledge that it's Superman. In the end, he's decided to act like he's incredibly excited to be a part of this conversation, but also thinks he's too cool to ask for an autograph.

If anyone calls him on it, he'll make a big pompous to-do about how he would never interrupt a superhero to fawn over them, because people do it to his dad and it's so awkward. ]

Not personally, no, but you should ask me again tomorrow morning.

[andaway]

[Oh hey, that's a familiar face. Kal wants to grin- of course Tim would go this route. For all he knows the... mirror, or whatever connection is going on through it is public. But smiling at him would probably ruin it, so he just simply in acknowledgement.]

Should I expect to feel different tomorrow?

[the_hit_list]

[ He does his best, sir.

Tim shakes his head with a shrug, and the reluctance to answer in his voice is real. He hates having to say the next three words. ]

I don't know. But I've heard people talking about how weird stuff keeps happening. Sometimes, it's more like it's weird that stuff isn't happening.

But I don't know how permanent anything about 'here' is, the way we all keep getting teleported around. I don't want to assume tomorrow will be the same.

[dirtyredneck]

[So some fanboy got sucked over here wearing his Superman costume. Great. That was gonna be awkward when they needed to stop ta take shits once this thing got going. And take way too long, too, with a onesie like that.

Daryl set the mirror to hover near him while he took apart a dead animal. Smaller than he liked, no good for long term eating, but could make a decent stew if they found some tubers or some shit to toss in with it. The skin was better used for short term leather. No real ability to tan nothing where they were at, but it'd last long enough to get them through a few weeks at least. Maybe make a nice shoulder stole or something like it to help keep them warm.]

Still think I mighta gotten bit and fallen into a fever dream. But seein' as how I ain't ever heard of no one else hallucinatin' like this after they got bit, it might have ta be real. Sure am hungry enough for it. Other'n'that...

Nope.

[andaway]

[Yeah, fanboy. Sure, let's go with that for now. It's not like he has the powers to back it up and prove who he is anyway, trying to prove it would probably end up a disaster.]

A dream was my first idea as well, but it just... doesn't quite feel like that. Were you ill before you ended up here?

[dirtyredneck]

Not that I remember. Just seems like it could be a thing that happened.

[Because it would explain things a lot more than just blindly accepting that magic of this sort was as full on real as it was and he couldn't get back to his family any time soon.]

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[greyerrant]

[ Loken squints back at Kal, and rumbles a single word in response. ]

Weaker

[andaway]

[As a writer, Kal can appreciate a succinct answer. He nods, grimacing a bit because if it's not just him it means it's going to be harder to get their powers and abilities.]

Not just me then. I was wondering if something in this place was affecting me in particular.

[loadme]

Could you maybe be a little more specific? Different how?

[andaway]

[Well, he doesn't want to be specific about his powers since he doesn't know who's listening, but...]

Mostly... weaker, I suppose.

[followingdawn]

[ Okay but what the heck is that brightly-colored uniform even. Sothe will be good and answer the questions first, though. ]

Few days. I was with that first big group. I don't feel any different.

[ And now, the really pressing question, though. ]

What's with your clothes?

[ Colors, okay, but what's with that big S? ]

[andaway]

[Could be worse. At least he's so used to people asking about his clothes that he only smiles at it.]

It's my people's uniform. It's what I was wearing when I feel down the rabbit hole, as it were.

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[konman]

[When Kon shows up on the mirror he's grinning from ear to ear.]

Like some other people have said there was one big group at first, but then more started trickling in. We've been camped out here for a while now.

[The grin fades a little, because the powers thing is a sore subject right now.]

And you're not the only one that feels different. Let's just say I'm missing all the stuff that usually comes from getting my daily dose of Sunny D.

[All of it.]

Some people have lost their powers and gotten magic or weird magic weapons instead. Probably given by whatever it was that was talking to us when we were first brought here.

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[andaway]

Kon?

[Sorry, boy- he will process the actually very useful information he's shared in a moment, he just never expected to see him here.]

Can we meet somewhere, face-to-face?

[suckitblue]

[ The man in the mirror looks pretty ordinary, aside from the dweeby grin and the dark red armor. Space armor? He's wearing something weird. ]

...Oh my god, you're Superman!

[ Simmons is extremely on topic today. And possibly having a nerd heart attack. ]

[andaway]

[Well.

He... didn't expect to meet a fan here so it takes him a second to react, but when he does he just smiles at him.]

Last time I checked, yes I am. And you would be...?

[googledox]

[The last time Superman saw Brainiac 5, it'd been after he'd helped the other two Brainiac 5's revive Superboy and Kid Flash. He'd been cast off into the multiverse with the rest of his Legion, doomed to wander, homeless. They'd hoped to go find other lost souls that'd lost their worlds and fallen through the cracks.]

[That was several years ago, by Brainy's reckoning. Aside from the magic of this place pulling people from different times, interdimensional travel takes a certain toll on the living. Time becomes warped, stretched out, strange. In some places they've visited, time as a concept hasn't existed at all and the Legion's existence as chronally locked beings has only been saved by their ship's dimensional shields.]

[Brainy's face makes him look like he's barely aged at all, but his eyes are a different story. They're sad. Sad and tired.]

[And yet seeing Superman seems to change that just a little.]

Superman.

[There's a subtle incline of his head in greeting, and maybe the tiniest trace of a smile at the corner of his lips.]

The facial inhibitors most likely give it away, but just for clarification -- since the prospect of being misidentified as my infantile counterpart from Earth Prime makes me want to toss myself out an airlock -- I'm the Brainiac 5 of Universe 247.

By the Legion's reckoning, it's been several years since we saw you last. I would give you a precise count but time has sometimes run strangely in some of the universes we've traveled through.

[andaway]

...Brainy?

[Kal replies rather softly, like he isn’t expecting to be heard, the nickname leaving his lips in surprise. He has… a complicated relationship with the legion, one that nobody who’s never been part of the legion would even understand so he never bothers to try to explain. And part of that is what they have all gone through, together… and how hard it is to keep track of it, chronologically.

Which is the problem, right now.]

No, it’s- [He shakes his head. Part of his memories of the league were, by necessity blurry and unclear but-] I recognize you, it’s fine.

Are any of the other legionaries here with you?

[mark_in_the_sands]

I can't fly or take a hit or even throw one the way I can back home, if that's what you're asking. And I don't have my lasso, either.

[It's annoying and uncomfortable - Cassie hasn't been this squishy since she was fourteen -- but with Superman here she's got something else on her mind.]

Did Diana come with you?

[andaway]

Cassandra. [So Kon, Tim and Cassie are here. That's good, actually, at least they are here together. Doesn't stop Kal from sighing when she asks the second question, though.]

I was about the ask you the same thing. So no, Diana didn't come with me.

Did you have the lasso with you when you were brought here? Could it simply have stayed behind in our world?

[wherenoonegoes]

We're pretty much as normal here.

[The comment comes from a young man in leather armor who is sitting by a large black dragon.]

As normal as a Viking and a dragon get, anyways.

[andaway]

[Since he's been told about time shenanigans the viking part only surprises him a little bit, but...]

Dragon? Did you just say dragon?