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	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:James_Rogers&amp;diff=10131</id>
		<title>Talk:James Rogers</title>
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				<updated>2015-08-03T17:55:18Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: added upgrade app&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;== Application History ==&lt;br /&gt;
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All times below are Eastern Time due to that being my native time zone.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Original Character Request ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Application Send Time:''' 10:34pm on 27 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Revision Response #1:''' 10:47pm on 28 May 2015, replied at 6:43pm on 29 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Revision Response #2:''' 1:30am on 2 June 2015, replied at 3:10pm&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Character Approval Time:''' 1:46am on 3 June 2015&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Upgrade App ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This was to remove James' AI Distrust Flaw.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Application Send Time:''' 5:40pm on 2 Aug 2015&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Upgrade Approval Time:''' 1:02pm on 3 Aug 2015&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:Rocket&amp;diff=10130</id>
		<title>Talk:Rocket</title>
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				<updated>2015-08-03T17:54:23Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;== Application History ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All times below are Eastern Time due to that being my native time zone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Original Character Request ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Application Send Time:''' 6:11pm on 11 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
:: However, it turned out that something ate half the app so at 8:56pm I was asked to send in the whole app and after reediting it for raw text sending I sent it in at 10:23pm.&lt;br /&gt;
'''Character Approval Time:''' 2:15am on 12 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
:: I found this out when I woke up about four hours later!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Upgrade App #1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This upgrade application was to consolidate my starship traits and make locked +infos out of more detail, add two very minor assets (the toolkit and the scanner) and to remove mention of the specific legal records from my criminal flaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Application Send Time:''' 5:27pm on 24 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Revision Response #1:''' ''from MCM'' at 1:33pm on 25 May 2015, resent at 5:14pm&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Upgrade Approval Time:''' 1:22am on 27 May 2015&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:Rocket&amp;diff=10128</id>
		<title>Talk:Rocket</title>
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				<updated>2015-08-03T17:50:44Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;== Application History ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Original Character Request ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Application Send Time:''' 6:11pm on 11 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
:: However, it turned out that something ate half the app so at 8:56pm I was asked to send in the whole app and after reediting it for raw text sending I sent it in at 10:23pm.&lt;br /&gt;
'''Character Approval Time:''' 2:15am on 12 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
:: I found this out when I woke up about four hours later!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Upgrade App #1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This upgrade application was to consolidate my starship traits and make locked +infos out of more detail, add two very minor assets (the toolkit and the scanner) and to remove mention of the specific legal records from my criminal flaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Application Send Time:''' 5:27pm on 24 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Revision Response #1:''' ''from MCM'' at 1:33pm on 25 May 2015, resent at 5:14pm&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Upgrade Approval Time:''' 1:22am on 27 May 2015&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=User:Nerdvana&amp;diff=10075</id>
		<title>User:Nerdvana</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=User:Nerdvana&amp;diff=10075"/>
				<updated>2015-07-30T11:49:33Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: matched former characters table format to current characters table format&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;img src=http://i.imgur.com/XkvTosg.gif width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have used the last panel of that strip (in black and white) and the name Nerdvana online since the mid 1990s, anywhere you have seen the name Nerdvana with that panel as an icon it is likely me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In addition to roleplaying, I enjoy building (which I've taken to doing with Virtual Rooms, the set up of which is described in the first post on the Public bboard) and helping people with their applications.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Current Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Characters are listed by approval date with the most recently approved characters at the top. The table below was copied from [[User:Moemura|Moemura]] because I had been wanting to do something like this and I liked their format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; cellpadding=&amp;quot;10&amp;quot; cellspacing=&amp;quot;0&amp;quot; width=85%&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Character Name&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;13%;&amp;quot;| Chartype&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;35%;&amp;quot;| Themelist&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%;&amp;quot;| Approval Date&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%;&amp;quot;| Drop Date&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| [[James Rogers]] || OFC || [[Marvel Universe: Next Avengers-1]] || 3 June 2015 || Presently Played&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| [[Rocket]] || FC || [[Guardians of the Galaxy-1]] || 12 May 2015 || Presently Played&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Former Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Characters are listed by drop date with the most recently dropped characters at the top.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; cellpadding=&amp;quot;10&amp;quot; cellspacing=&amp;quot;0&amp;quot; width=85%&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Character Name&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;13%;&amp;quot;| Chartype&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;35%;&amp;quot;| Themelist&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%;&amp;quot;| Approval Date&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;15%;&amp;quot;| Drop Date&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| Val || OC || Cybergeneration-1 || 13 July 2010 || ??&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=User:Nerdvana&amp;diff=10074</id>
		<title>User:Nerdvana</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=User:Nerdvana&amp;diff=10074"/>
				<updated>2015-07-30T11:48:44Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: /* Current Characters */ changed table format&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;img src=http://i.imgur.com/XkvTosg.gif width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have used the last panel of that strip (in black and white) and the name Nerdvana online since the mid 1990s, anywhere you have seen the name Nerdvana with that panel as an icon it is likely me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In addition to roleplaying, I enjoy building (which I've taken to doing with Virtual Rooms, the set up of which is described in the first post on the Public bboard) and helping people with their applications.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Current Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Characters are listed by approval date with the most recently approved characters at the top. The table below was copied from [[User:Moemura|Moemura]] because I had been wanting to do something like this and I liked their format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; cellpadding=&amp;quot;10&amp;quot; cellspacing=&amp;quot;0&amp;quot; width=85%&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Character Name&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;13%;&amp;quot;| Chartype&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;35%;&amp;quot;| Themelist&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%;&amp;quot;| Approval Date&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;16%;&amp;quot;| Drop Date&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| [[James Rogers]] || OFC || [[Marvel Universe: Next Avengers-1]] || 3 June 2015 || Presently Played&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| [[Rocket]] || FC || [[Guardians of the Galaxy-1]] || 12 May 2015 || Presently Played&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Former Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Characters are listed by drop date with the most recently dropped characters at the top.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; cellpadding=&amp;quot;10&amp;quot; cellspacing=&amp;quot;0&amp;quot; width=85%&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%;&amp;quot;| Character Name&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;10%;&amp;quot;| Chartype&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%;&amp;quot;| Themelist&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Approval Date&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Drop Date&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| Val || OC || Cybergeneration-1 || 13 July 2010 || ??&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=2556/Dressing_for_Tomorrow!&amp;diff=9834</id>
		<title>2556/Dressing for Tomorrow!</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=2556/Dressing_for_Tomorrow!&amp;diff=9834"/>
				<updated>2015-06-30T10:38:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/30 |Location=Tomoeda-865 |Synopsis=The sibling-from-another-universe duo, James and Sarah Rogers take the Quinjet to Tomoyo's Boutique! |Th...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/30&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Tomoeda-865&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=The sibling-from-another-universe duo, James and Sarah Rogers take the Quinjet to Tomoyo's Boutique!&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=648, 796, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; It's another balmy summer day in Tomoeda, the air thick with the song of cicadas and birds alike. The humidity is so far up the wazoo that they had to engineer a new wazoo with greater capacity for it to be up in. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; The local residents, none of whom look terribly 'Elite,' are all in breathable summer clothing, all trying to stay in shade as much as possible, or at least within the reach of stores with air conditioning. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Speaking with stores with air conditioning, Tomoyo's Boutique is open! But the door is firmly shut to keep the heat from creeping in. But, the girl herself is visible inside through the windows, dusting some shelves. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;For a change James is getting to host his sister in his quinjet. When they met up he gave her a mini-tour of the plane before taking off and flying though the appropriate set of warp gates to get to the correct Tokoyo.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Thanks for coming along Sarah, I realized when I got back from my Earth that I have no wardrobe to speak of and it'll help having someone else's opinion on the styles.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;This thing is faster than I am and it was a longer trip than I realized.&amp;quot; Sarah admits, she's spending a lot of time looking over the controls and trying to figure them out, &amp;quot;And I have the same problem. Fashion sense wasn't something we bothered with much on the Battleworld, and we didn't really think to pack anything when we left.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She peers out on the cockpit and points at one of the buildings, &amp;quot;There, Isn't that what we're looking for?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James nods, &amp;quot;Yeah, that's the shop... but I don't think I can set down the jet right next to it....&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He scans the urban landscape around the shop and sees a parking garage he angles the plane towards which has a large enough free space for the quinjet to land. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It'd be a bit of a walk but you can carry me there I think pretty quickly instead, Sarah,&amp;quot; James observes and then asks, &amp;quot;Would you fly down and negotiate payment with the parking attendent and I'll meet you at street level in a few minutes?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah peers at her 'brother' for a moment, &amp;quot;I stopped offering to carry people a long time ago, They usually find it degrading. But okay.. if that's what you want.&amp;quot; She smirks a little, then heads to the back of the jet and hits the button to open the ramp. She can shortly be seen flying down to the parking garage's entrance, where she tries to explain to the attendant what's going on, She points up at the Quinjet then to the roof. Then the two gesticulate wildly at each other for a few moments before Sarah finally throws her hands up then hands over a few bills. &amp;quot;If anyone asks, we have three axles. You're clear to land on the roof.&amp;quot; There's a note of annoyance in her voice, but it's not directed at James.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;As he lands -- on three separate landing gear, each with its own little axel, James replies with a laugh, on the local broadband radio: &amp;quot;Well, that's good... because it does!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;As he disembarks the plane -- carrying his shield on his back but otherwise unarmed -- he smiles at the plesantness of the atmosphere. He jogs down the stairs fairly quickly and meets up with Sarah. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Sarah, by carry I mean we grasp wrists and you fly with me dangling... that's a little less degrading then the way you seem to think I meant it!&amp;quot; he finally replies to her parting jibe. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then, as quickly as he described it the Rogers siblings take to the air and, in moments, land in front of their destination.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah sets James down right at the door to the Boutique, gently, but with a bit of flair so it looks like he may have dropped out of the sky to anyone inside. Then momentarily lands next to him. She opens the door for James and lets him enter first, but also calls inside, &amp;quot;Hello? We have an appointment?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Tomoyo looks out at the door, just in time to see the two descend from the sky! She doesn't seem terribly perturbed by it though, only going to open the door for them. &amp;quot;I know~&amp;quot; she says in response to Sarah. &amp;quot;Welcome to Tomoyo's Boutique!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; The cool air from inside is a welcome relief after the intense humidity. Tomoyo lets the multiversal siblings in before closing the door behind them, going behind the counter to properly serve them. &amp;quot;Again, welcome to both of you~ How can I be of assistance?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James, wearing his traditional jacket and boots uniform, says, &amp;quot;I need options other than my uniform for non-combat situations... including dates possibly. I also need something to wear when competing in the WMAT as well,&amp;quot; and then turns to Sarah to let her explain her needs as well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah looks at James and nods, &amp;quot;Basicly what James said.. except in the unlikely event I enter the WMAT I'd just wear this.&amp;quot; She looks Tomoyo over for a moment then sighs, &amp;quot;Or if you just want to tell me I'm a lost cause right now, I completely understand!&amp;quot; She says worriedly&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Tomoyo puts a thumb to her chin as she examines the two, tilting her head left and right as she mulls over their needs. &amp;quot;Now, do you mean that you want two outfits? Or one that is both casual, and suitable for combat situations?&amp;quot; she asks James to start. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; But then her eyes practically snap to stare at Sarah, like a well-oiled machine made to judge her. &amp;quot;Oh don't be silly~&amp;quot; she says, a comforting tone to her voice. &amp;quot;There's no such thing as a 'lost cause,' especially when it comes to fashion! Besides, you look terrific~ I don't need to try that hard to make you look good... ah, but I'm going to anyway~!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; She giggles as she takes out a sketchbook from under the counter and flips it open to two new pages, one for each of the siblings. &amp;quot;Now, is there anything specific you would like? Colors, patterns, symbols, specific kinds of clothing? How about accessories?&amp;quot; She continues to ramble off a whole bunch of different options and variables.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James unzips his jacket, allows it to fall open showing a plain white undershirt. &amp;quot;I was hoping for two outfits. Something that I can wear out on town or around the house that's both not my uniform and not basic shorts and t-shirt. But I also want to not wear my uniform for the WMAT -- its armored and I don't think it is in the spirit of a martial arts competition. However, I will have my shield with me so it can't clash with that.&amp;quot; He unslings the shield and activates its force field so that she can see the dull red glow encompasing a shield that otherwise looks just like Steve Rogers carries. &amp;quot;You can see the colors I normally wear. The WMAT outfit shouldn't clash with the shield... other than that, I'm open for what you think will work as suggestions at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I had this nice purple blouse back home...&amp;quot; Sarah says as she thinks, &amp;quot;I wouldn't mind something like that again. But At least two outfits, one casual, one formal, and neither should look like a superhero outfit. However I wouldn't mind a magnetic clip for my shield being worked into the back. Just in case.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She peers curiously at James, &amp;quot;I get the feeling that everyone else there is going to be taking every advantage they can. Why do you want to enter that thing anyway?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Tomoyo giggles softly at James and shakes her head. &amp;quot;Oh no, armoured clothing is totally fair~ I know it's called the World Martial Arts Tournament, but anything goes really~ You can bring in weapons, even guns! So armoured clothes should still be okay.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; She then quickly adds; &amp;quot;But! The point of that tournament isn't just to win~ If it was just that, it would be a more underground thing. No, you need to show the whole Multiverse how great you are!&amp;quot; She clenches her fists, an excited gleam in her eyes. &amp;quot;You need to capture the hearts and minds of the audience! And... well, your uniform IS very sleek, but it's not very attention-grabbing.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; She giggles again, a little apologetically. &amp;quot;I understand if you've changed your mind, but if you want something a little more... vivid for the tournament, I can do that.&amp;quot; But, back to the sketchbook! She quickly traces a feminine figure that roughly shares Sarah's proportions with a mechanical pencil she scavenges from her apron. &amp;quot;Purple blouse~? That sounds cute!&amp;quot; She sketches a blouse onto the figure, with short sleeves and a row of buttons down the front. Over the legs, she begins to draw a rather curious woollen skirt, consisting of patterns created from braided strands of wool, looking almost like how a doily would look as a skirt. Thankfully, she also draws a pair of black bicycle shorts under it so that modesty can be preserved despite all the gaps. Lastly is a pair of sneakers, the same purple as the blouse with white soles and laces. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; She turns the sketchbook to show Sarah, a smile on her face. &amp;quot;What do you think?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'm doing it to show everyone I'm here and also to see what other people around are like, Sarah,&amp;quot; James explains to his 'sister'. He then nods to Tomoyo, &amp;quot;Yeah, my uniform isn't about being the center of attention. And I know it would be legal to wear it... just feel like its better to go without.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then, remembering violet hair and nails, James asks Sarah, &amp;quot;Is purple your favorite color actually?&amp;quot; He seems to be making a mental note of that fact.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah looks the sketch over with a furrowed brow, &amp;quot;Is this the formal outfit?&amp;quot; She asks with a slight blush &amp;quot;If so, I think I like it.. though I'm not entirely sure about the patterened skirt.. not the pattern itself, just because you can see through it.&amp;quot; She takes a breath, &amp;quot;I wouldn't mind going with a darker shade of purple either.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She looks to James and nods, &amp;quot;I have a thing for it, yeah.&amp;quot; She smiles.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Tomoyo nods to James, smiling softly. &amp;quot;I understand~ Don't worry, I'll make sure you stand out!&amp;quot; Listening to Sarah, she grins and nods. &amp;quot;A bit too racy for you? Okay~&amp;quot; On the skirt, she makes a quick alteration, so that it is now sewn onto a blank black skirt, keeping her legs hidden while allowing the pattern to stand out. &amp;quot;Is that better?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; But now, she gets started on James' WMAT outfit! Having kept up with the news about their shared heritage, she starts with a hooded cape! The hood is blue, with a pattern of white stars, while the cape itself consists of vertical rows of red and white stripes. It comes with a clasp that goes under the chin for easy removal. To keep with his request to make sure the outfit doesn't clash with his shield, Tomoyo goes with warm colours, starting with a dark red long-sleeved top, with the Avengers symbol in white on the back and a white star over the heart. A pair of black cargo pants, with many pockets and loops for equipment is held up with a white belt, the clasp resembling his shield. Thick brown combat boots are drawn onto the feet, and as a final touch, a pair of tinted goggles are drawn over the eyes. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Then Tomoyo flows from that outfit to James' casual wear! Starting with a ribbed white singlet top, clearly designed to fit his form, followed by a pair of acid-washed blue jeans held up with a brown belt. Running shoes in red, white and blue adorn the feet, and a pair of fingerless black leather gloves go on the hands. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Finishing up, she shows James the two outfits. &amp;quot;What do you think? A striking combo of classical superheroic wear and traditional military garb for the tournament outfit~ And a fitted, rough-and-tumble masculine look for the casual outfit. I'm sure whatever lucky girl you take out on a date in that will love it.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James looks over both pictures, spending a lot of time examining the caped WMAT outfit and then glancing back to it a couple of times while looking at the casual wear. &amp;quot;I've never worn a cape so... it would just be for show and removed before the fighting started....&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He then points at the belt in the first picture and the shoes in the second. &amp;quot;I love those details though.&amp;quot; He ponders the caped picture again and says, &amp;quot;No, I can't see myself wearing a cape. Think of the risks intailed with it.&amp;quot; He sounds apologetic as he says this. &amp;quot;The rest of it though is great... maybe you can combine the elements into the top for that outfit?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah seems suddenly self-conscious about her half-cloak and removes it. &amp;quot;I gotta be honest, I've had to have this thing replaced a few times. It's a great look but not all that practical when you're fighting.&amp;quot; She says knowingly. &amp;quot;Anyway, Yes the filled in Skirt makes me feel a lot better about the outfit. Thank you!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Tomoyo nods at James's concerns, though she does look a little bummed out. &amp;quot;I understand. I just think capes are really cool.&amp;quot; She erases it from the sketch, and instead draws in some epaulettes like one would see on dress military wear. The tassels alternate between red and white, while the solid part is blue with white stars. &amp;quot;Better~?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Now, she begins to draw Sarah's casual wear. Starting with a black top with a bolt of lightning illuminating a dark, cloudy sky going down the chest diagonally. An acid-washed denim vest goes on top of it. Along with that, there is a denim knee-length skirt, held up by a brown belt with gold studs and clasp. A pair of brown, knee-length cowgirl-style boots are drawn on the feet, with a low wedge heel . &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; She flips the book around to show the superheroine the casual look with a smile. &amp;quot;Thoughts~?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James smiles and nods. &amp;quot;Its definately a different look for me,&amp;quot; he says and then, with a glance to Sarah, &amp;quot;Harkens to father's background as a soldier.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah nods to James, &amp;quot;I never got to see Pop's formal dress uniform.. I wonder if we could coax the one we know here into showing it off?&amp;quot; She muses. Glancing back at Tomoyo's sketchbook she audibly goes &amp;quot;Ooooohhh!&amp;quot; As a wide grin appears on her face, &amp;quot;That absolutely Rocks!&amp;quot; She says excitedly. There is a tiny note of worry in her face for just a moment, but she doesn't mention that she's never walked in heels before. But these are low, so it should be fine right? &amp;quot;Maybe a little lighting arcing in the clouds too. If it doesn't make it look too busy?&amp;quot; She suggests, &amp;quot;But if I got exactly what you've drawn there I'd have no complaints!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;As Tomoye and his sister continue discussing Sarah's outfits, James smiles and finds a chair to sit in off to the side, having expressed his appreciation in the designs and being satisfied with just observing for the time being.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;(OOC: James is fading out of the scene due to RL need for bed, Sarah has been given permission to pose him out of the shop along with her in the wrap of the scene.)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Tomoyo smiles and nods to James. Another satisfied customer! Turning back to Sarah, she nods to her request, and adds some flickers and sparks of lightning to the shirt, lighting up the night at other points. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; But, Tomoyo is a perceptive girl, and that brief look of concern on Sarah's face doesn't escape her. &amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot; she asks, a look on interest and concern on her face. Her outfits must be perfect, after all! &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Nothing!&amp;quot; Sarah says defensively, &amp;quot;The outfit's perfect!&amp;quot; It sounds more life she's reassuring herself rather than Tomoyo. She finds a place to sit down, then takes a deep breath, fidgets with her cloak and grimaces, &amp;quot;I just never wore heels before...&amp;quot; She murmurs finally.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Tomoyo catches that defensive tone, and fixes Sarah with... well, not a /hard/ stare. Tomoyo doesn't look the sort to do anything that could be called 'stern' or 'serious.' It's more of a compassionate, insistent look, like she would understand no matter what Sarah said. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And indeed, an understanding look appears on her face when Sarah confesses. &amp;quot;Aw, I understand! Heels can be a little scary, so I understand if you don't want them. But you can't start any smaller than these ones!&amp;quot; She taps the boots on the page. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah lets out a sigh, &amp;quot;I'm not scared... not really. Just embarrased. I grew up a Tomboy, *and* on another planet. There's a lot of stuff like this I just never learned.&amp;quot; She pauses and swallows, &amp;quot;Could you maybe show me how to walk in heels sometime? Even if they are the Gimp heels.&amp;quot; She says with a nervous laugh.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Tomoyo listens, a sympathetic look on her face as Sarah explains her reasons. &amp;quot;Aw, I see... don't worry! When they're done, and you come pick them up, I'll show you how it's done!&amp;quot; She smiles and gives a firm nod, realizing that Sarah is the kind of girl who was boyish when she was young, but now feels out of sorts on how to be a girl. Frowning slightly, she reaches over the counter to take Sarah's hand in her own and give it a firm squeeze. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Just because you don't have all the experience, that doesn't mean you can't catch up! You might stumble a little here and there, but you can be fashionable. But also, you don't have to if you don't want to. Just because you're different from most girls your age, that doesn't mean you're 'weird' or anything. You can be as tomboyish as you want!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah takes an actually relaxing deep breath as she squeezes Tomoyo's hand. &amp;quot;Thank you.&amp;quot; She smiles. &amp;quot;But, I *am* weird! I can bench press a bus! That alone drives off a lot of potential dates. Also If I couldn't figure the heels out, I was considering hovering a few inches off the ground and hoping no one noticed. I know that's not all the strange given the Multiverse, especially in Elite circles, but it still makes it hard to feel normal. I hang out in Paragon City a lot. No one gives me a second glance there even when I'm in flight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Tomoyo giggles softly. &amp;quot;Oh, sure~ But among Elites, and in the Union, bench-pressing a bus isn't that big of a deal. Once you interact with the Multiverse a little, you'll see that most people won't look twice when you do something weird~&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; She shakes her head. &amp;quot;You will be able to manage heels! I've been wearing them for a few years now, I'll show you everything I know.&amp;quot; She smiles an honest smile and points at Sarah. &amp;quot;Just remember this whenever you feel down about this stuff: You fight monsters and bad people all the time, what's the threat in a dress, or a pair of heels, or a date?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Fighting bad guys and monsters has never made me feel socially awkward.&amp;quot; Sarah smirks, &amp;quot;In fact, that's what I do to get my mind off that kind of thing! It's rather therapeutic.&amp;quot; She stands back up and gives Tomoyo a grateful look, &amp;quot;Thank you for everything. I didn't mean for this to turn into a visit to the psychologist. I hope I'm not keeping you from any other customers?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Tomoyo smiles and shakes her head, gesturing at the store floor, empty apart from James. &amp;quot;Not at all! Although, I should maybe get some more work done~&amp;quot; She puts the sketchbook back under the counter and smiles. &amp;quot;Don't worry about money~ I won't accept any until the outfit is done and the customer is satisfied!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I appreciate that. Parking a Quinjet is a little more expensive than I expected!&amp;quot; Sarah rolls her eyes as she mentions the parking situation. &amp;quot;But I'll be good for it by the time everything's ready&amp;quot; She adds with a nod. She shakes her alternate universe brother gently on the shoulder until he wakes up, &amp;quot;C'mon James, we don't want to be charged for another hour!&amp;quot; She says jokingly as the pair starts to head for the door. &amp;quot;Thank you again Tomoyo! We'll see you soon!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>A Visit Home (James Rogers)</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/28 |Location=Savage Land - Earth-555326 |Synopsis=James visits home, spends time with his 'family' and discusses his issues with AIs w...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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Having realized he has a problem, James sought assistance within the Union but when time went by he decided to have a sit down with his childhood role model -- Anthony Stark of Earth-555326.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saturday he flew to the Archipelagos and spent some time with his family over the weekend. His siblings had questions about the Multiverse which he answered to the best of his ability and he also spent some time practicing with them. Dicsussions also occurred -- regarding the WMAT with his 'brother' Azari and AIs with Anthony as he had intended.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anthony and James stayed up late into the night talking about robots, 'mechanical life forms' and the like. James discussed the details of his capture by a South American cybernetic installation that he'd never discussed before and Anthony discussed robots he had fought with and beside over the years. Anthony then asked why the big talk and James discussed how common robots and AIs are in the Multiverse. Tony listened and then gave James some advice...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Some robots can't be trusted. Ultron's attack robots for example, but others... you know Vision for example,&amp;quot; Anthony Stark said. &lt;br /&gt;
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James nodded. &amp;quot;Its just, some of them... One of them calls us squishies and it is hard to take that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anthony replies by saying &amp;quot;The friendly ones... give them a chance. The ones with rough personas... keep them at arm's length but... be better than them. The ones that go rogue... well, I know you know how to handle them, James.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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They talked furhter, about the philosophy of AI and the posibility of 'natural' mechanical life, with James going to bed only a few hours before the artificial dawn of the Savage Land. Waking briefly during the morning his fears seemed to be well founded with a recent contact and then he realizes it was a misunderstanding yet again. After brunch with his family he flew his quinjet back to Njorun Station and files his registration for the WMAT.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=2527/Dinner_and_and_Demon&amp;diff=9809</id>
		<title>2527/Dinner and and Demon</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-26T22:49:44Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/26 |Location=Bar and Grill at the Edge of the Multiverse |Synopsis=A Union ally and a Confederacy Lieutenant cross paths at the Bar and Gri...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/26&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Bar and Grill at the Edge of the Multiverse&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=A Union ally and a Confederacy Lieutenant cross paths at the Bar and Grill and share a brief conversation while he eats dinner.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=802, 817&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;While exploring Njorun, James opens a door and steps across the Multiverse into the Bar and Grill at the Edge of the Multiverse. After reading the rules he nods -- glad for them because he left his weapons (including the iconic shield) at his house at Njorun Station -- and heads to the bar where he orders a drink: hard apple cider, a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup. He settles down on a bar stool and looks around at the other patrons all quietly eating meals quitely at various tables.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Asteroth was attempting to get back to her corner of the Hells after scouting out part of the multiverse for potential expansion. She's been in half a dozen worlds in as many days, and watching over her ... less then loyal demonic minions can get tiresome, and it was just this thought going through her head when she instead found herself in a ... bar and grill. She looks around, rather startled at first, and reads over the posted rules. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She raises an eyebrow at them (or would, if she had eyebrows in her current form), shrugs, and heads for a barstool. As she sits down in one of the bar stools, her form shifts and changes - going from an ugly-as-sin 6'2&amp;quot; red-skinned demonic monster with maggots crawling just under its skin, a form designed to try and intimidate her minions, into a lithe, scantily-clad blonde in a short blue dress. She smiles and flags down the bartenter, and asks him if he accepts soul-coins as currency. After a short conversation, she orders a sangria.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James does not look old enough to be drinking in most worlds, but the barkeep doesn't blink about his order. Nor do most of the patrons seem bothered by Asteroth's appearance -- the original or change there of. James does notice it. He blanches at her initial appearance when she sits down next to him and seems very glad that he hasn't eaten yet. He smiles wanly at her after the change in appearance though. &amp;quot;Uh... hi,&amp;quot; he says in greeting after her conversation with the barkeep is over.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Asteroth crosses her legs and smiles. &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot; she says, nonchalantly. She waits until her drink arrives, then takes a sip of it. &amp;quot;You know, I don't have anything that tastes half so good back home.&amp;quot; She glances around. &amp;quot;I wasn't expecting to end up here. Rather surprisng to see so many from both of the major governmental factions mingling. If I found any of my minions or servants mingling with servants of Dis, or Cocytus, I'd have to have them eaten by flies for a few years, and then turned into bricks, or something similiar, or I'd loose so much face I'd probably be overthrown.&amp;quot; She says this very casually and matter of factly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The leg crossing has the expected effect on James -- he is an eighteen year old after all -- and then he shivers as he remembers her original appearance. And then her comments. &amp;quot;Uh, okay... I take it this is common behavior for your... kind?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Asteroth shrugs delicately. &amp;quot;Not really.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;Most of my fellows are far more cruel. I'm considered unnecessarily kind. Its actually a rather difficult balancing act, really.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I see.&amp;quot; James says before pausing as his order arrives and takes a sip of the cider and a bit of his sandwich after dipping it into the soup. He starts to ask a question and stops himself, shaking his head at himself. He turns back to his soup and after a few spoonfuls and another bite of the accompanying sandwich he takes another sip of his sider and finally asks a question -- not the original one but... &amp;quot;I hope this isn't too rude... what are you?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Asteroth smiles. &amp;quot;You know, thats a very good question.&amp;quot; she says, taking another sip of her drink. &amp;quot;It has many layers to it. Do you want the easy answer, or the uncomfortable one?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James chuckles. &amp;quot;Perhaps you should start with the easy answer and then I can tell you if I want the uncomfortable one?&amp;quot; He dips his half eaten sandwich into the soup and then pulls it dripping out and, after the drips subside, takes another bite out of it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Asteroth nods her head. &amp;quot;Well, most would tell you that I'm a demon. I rule a city in one of the hells of the multiverse, containing both the souls of the dead and lesser demonic creatures. It is a place of suffering and torment, where all whom dwell there exist in eternal agony, and always of their own free will, which is what makes it all the more awful.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James frowns at that and asks, &amp;quot;So... you don't force anyone to live there?&amp;quot; At this poin the is also glad that he didn't give her his name.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Asteroth shakes her head. &amp;quot;No.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;That is not how it works. I may expand outwards into other hells, or other undesired parts of the multiverse, but I cannot force a soul to go there, or stay there once sent, either through misdeeds, or through selling their soul. What keeps all of them there is their own misguided perceptions, their own lack of virtue, and the same applies to any hell I conquer.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;That doesn't seem... that bad. I've heard that some worlds define 'demon' less darkly.&amp;quot; He pauses and asks, &amp;quot;I guess that's not you. You're a Fed, right?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Asteroth uncrosses her legs and adjusts her hair. &amp;quot;Yes, I am.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;And you are with the Union, I presume? I wouldn't say my hell isn't bad, par se. Tremendous suffering goes on there, all the time. It really is quite...&amp;quot; She trails off. &amp;quot;Charnel. But...yes, I do see your point. There are hells where such rules do not apply.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yes. Although....&amp;quot; James pauses, not sure if he should be speaking of this but he figures it isn't a secret after all, &amp;quot;I'm not a member of the Union military.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Asteroth nods, tapping her chin with her fingers. &amp;quot;I see.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;And what do you think of the war, from a mortal perspective? The eternal fighting, across millions of worlds? Its familiar to me, of course, in that we always fight back home. But it seems somehow ironic to watch the mortal governments organizing themselves in a way that mimics us, don't you think?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'm still fairly new here, ma'am,&amp;quot; James says. &amp;quot;And I was raised to fight so... I'm not the best person to ask I fear.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Fair enough.&amp;quot; the demon says, finishing her drink. &amp;quot;I wish you the best of luck in your mortal life here, then.&amp;quot; she says, standing up. &amp;quot;I should get back to my city. When the Lady is a way, the devils will play, and all that. Don't want them getting any ideas.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Are you a 'names have power' person, or may I ask the name of my dinner companion?&amp;quot; James asks as the demon stands.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'd prefer to say instead, that I've been called many things.&amp;quot; Asteroth replies. &amp;quot;Among them are Ishtar, Asteroth, and Astarte. If you ever decide you are in the mood for a bargain, most basic demonologists should be able to help you contact me.&amp;quot; She smiles. &amp;quot;And, pray tell, what might your name be?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James notices the care she takes but throws caution slightly to the wind. &amp;quot;Rogers,&amp;quot; he says and then, after a final sip of his cider, he completes it with, &amp;quot;James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:817|Asteroth (817)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Asteroth tilts her head. &amp;quot;A pleasure, James Rogers.&amp;quot; she says, smiling. &amp;quot;Remember me, should you ever need a friend in very low places. I very rarely bite.&amp;quot; She winks, and then saunters off towards the exit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;As the door closes behind the demon, James shudders again and says, &amp;quot;That was... disturbing,&amp;quot; to the barkeep who nods as he hands over his Union IdentCard for the charges to be applied to it. After paying he stands and heads towards the same exit, and finds Njorun Station on the other side for him as he departs the Bar and Grill.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=A_Little_Bit_o%27Groot_(Rocket)&amp;diff=9793</id>
		<title>A Little Bit o'Groot (Rocket)</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-25T01:00:19Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Cutscene Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/24&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Desert Mountains&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Following the previous night's Operation: Foxhole the living splinter of Groot fights his way back to the Rack 'n' Ruin, encountering ants and rough terrain as well as dealing with anger towards Rocket for not seeking him out only to find his friend unconscious in the ship's medbay.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=781&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
The night before there had been a battle ([[2514/Operation: Foxhole]]) and in a small part of the battlefield is an area covered with a fine carpet of splintered wood and shredded leaves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
However, if someone was observing this area at dawn they would find that one of those splinters sprouts a pair of spindly arms and legs and stands up. And begins to walk across the mountainous terrain, heading towards the warp gate and the Rack 'n' Ruin -- not that the small wooden humanoid can see the ship from its perspective inches above the ground. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I. Am. Groot.&amp;quot; ((If I have to get myself out of here, that is what I must do.)) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the day passes this mini-Groot covers thousands of yards, pouring all of his energy into the effort of traversing the treacherous -- for him -- terrain, traversing obstacles that would barely register as an irritant for most denizens of the Multiverse. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I am Groot.&amp;quot; ((I will find Rocket. And if he isn't hurt... he will be.)) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the sun passes the zenith and mini-Groot's shadow shrinks to a puddle beneath him he has to fend off the advances of a pair of aggressive fire ant scouts -- the size of wolves at his current scale. The battle is grueling, and before it is done he one of his arms is bitten off but one ant is twitching on its back -- completely limbless -- and the other is decapitated as well as dismembered. Mini-Groot conitnues along dragging the ant's head like a trophy behind him with his good arm as the other slowly grows back like twisting vines extending from the woody stump.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I am Groot!&amp;quot; ((You will not stop me cruel nature!))&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the shadows begin to lengthen in late afternoon mini-Groot can see the monumentally large spacecraft looming above him -- the ant head long ago abandoned after consuming the nutritious innards which have allows him to more than double his height despite the trials he has undergone... to a full quarter of a foot! Knowing he cannot enter in the normal fashion, Groot finds an unsealed exhaust port and crawls his way into the innards of the starship. He finds his way though the ship and finds his friend... in medbay. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I am Groot. I. Am. Groot.&amp;quot; ((Oh Rocket. Of course you hadn't found me, you... You get better. I wonder how I can help.))&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His trials not over, mini-Groot begins climbing the table which will allow him to see what the sensors can tell him about Rocket's condition.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=A_Little_Bit_o%27Groot_(Rocket)&amp;diff=9792</id>
		<title>A Little Bit o'Groot (Rocket)</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-25T00:59:41Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: spell checked&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Cutscene Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/24&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Desert Mountains&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Following the previous night's Operation: Foxhole the living splinter of Groot fights his way back to the Rack 'n' Ruin, encountering ants and rough terrain as well as dealing with anger towards Rocket for not seeking him out only to find his friend unconscious in the ship's medbay.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=781&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
The night before there had been a battle (see http://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=2514/Operation:_Foxhole) and in a small part of the battlefield is an area covered with a fine carpet of splintered wood and shredded leaves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
However, if someone was observing this area at dawn they would find that one of those splinters sprouts a pair of spindly arms and legs and stands up. And begins to walk across the mountainous terrain, heading towards the warp gate and the Rack 'n' Ruin -- not that the small wooden humanoid can see the ship from its perspective inches above the ground. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I. Am. Groot.&amp;quot; ((If I have to get myself out of here, that is what I must do.)) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the day passes this mini-Groot covers thousands of yards, pouring all of his energy into the effort of traversing the treacherous -- for him -- terrain, traversing obstacles that would barely register as an irritant for most denizens of the Multiverse. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I am Groot.&amp;quot; ((I will find Rocket. And if he isn't hurt... he will be.)) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the sun passes the zenith and mini-Groot's shadow shrinks to a puddle beneath him he has to fend off the advances of a pair of aggressive fire ant scouts -- the size of wolves at his current scale. The battle is grueling, and before it is done he one of his arms is bitten off but one ant is twitching on its back -- completely limbless -- and the other is decapitated as well as dismembered. Mini-Groot conitnues along dragging the ant's head like a trophy behind him with his good arm as the other slowly grows back like twisting vines extending from the woody stump.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I am Groot!&amp;quot; ((You will not stop me cruel nature!))&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the shadows begin to lengthen in late afternoon mini-Groot can see the monumentally large spacecraft looming above him -- the ant head long ago abandoned after consuming the nutritious innards which have allows him to more than double his height despite the trials he has undergone... to a full quarter of a foot! Knowing he cannot enter in the normal fashion, Groot finds an unsealed exhaust port and crawls his way into the innards of the starship. He finds his way though the ship and finds his friend... in medbay. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I am Groot. I. Am. Groot.&amp;quot; ((Oh Rocket. Of course you hadn't found me, you... You get better. I wonder how I can help.))&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His trials not over, mini-Groot begins climbing the table which will allow him to see what the sensors can tell him about Rocket's condition.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=A_Little_Bit_o%27Groot_(Rocket)&amp;diff=9791</id>
		<title>A Little Bit o'Groot (Rocket)</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=A_Little_Bit_o%27Groot_(Rocket)&amp;diff=9791"/>
				<updated>2015-06-25T00:56:20Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/24 |Location=Desert Mountains |Synopsis=Following last night's Operation: Foxhole the living splinter of Groot fights his way back to ...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Cutscene Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/24&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Desert Mountains&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Following last night's Operation: Foxhole the living splinter of Groot fights his way back to the Rack 'n' Ruin, encountering ants and rough terrain as well as dealing with anger towards Rocket for not seeking him out only to find his friend unconscious in the ship's medbay.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=781&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
The night before there had been a battle (see http://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=2514/Operation:_Foxhole) and in a small part of the battlefield is an area covered with a fine carpet of splitered wood and shreaded leaves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
However, if someone was observing this area at dawn they would find that one of those spinters sprouts a pair of spindly arms and legs and stands up. And begins to walk across the mountainous terrain, heading towards the warp gate and the Rack 'n' Ruin -- not that the small wooden humanoid can see the ship from its perspective inches above the ground. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I. Am. Groot.&amp;quot; ((If I have to get myself out of here, that is what I must do.)) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the day passes this mini-Groot covers thousands of yards, pouring all of his energy into the effort of traversing the treacherous -- for him -- terrain, traversing obstacles that would barely register as an irritant for most denizens of the Multiverse. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I am Groot.&amp;quot; ((I will find Rocket. And if he isn't hurt... he will be.)) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the sun passes the zenith and mini-Groot's shadow shrinks to a puddle beneath him he has to fend off the advances of a pair of agressive fire ant scouts -- the size of wolves at his current scale. The battle is grueling, and before it is done he one of his arms is bitten off but one ant is twitching on its back -- completely limbless -- and the other is decapitated as well as dismembered. Mini-Groot conitnues along dragging the ant's head like a trophy behind him with his good arm as the other slowly grows back like twisting vines extending from the woody stump.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I am Groot!&amp;quot; ((You will not stop me cruel nature!))&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the shadows begin to lengthen in late afternoon mini-Groot can see the monumentally large spacecraft looming above him -- the ant head long ago abandoned after consuming the nutritious innards which have allows him to more than double his height despite the trials he has undergone... to a full quarter of a foot! Knowing he cannot enter in the normal fashion, Groot finds an unsealed exhaust port and crawls his way into the innards of the starship. He finds his way though the ship and finds his friend... in medbay. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I am Groot. I. Am. Groot.&amp;quot; ((Oh Rocket. Of course you hadn't found me, you... You get better. I wonder how I can help.))&lt;br /&gt;
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His trials not over, mini-Groot begins climbing the table which will allow him to see what the sensors can tell him about Rocket's condition.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>2514/Operation: Foxhole</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/23 |Location=Desert Mountains |Synopsis=Spartans and allies vs. the Covenant! |Thanks= |Cast of Characters=10, 38, 180, 197, 248, 768, 781,...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|Date of Scene=2015/06/23&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Desert Mountains&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Spartans and allies vs. the Covenant!&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=10, 38, 180, 197, 248, 768, 781, 783, 806&lt;br /&gt;
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:806|Jai-006 (806)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The UNSC has detected a Covenant Dropship in the Desert Mountains region. The ship was seen dropping off several Sangheili (they stand seven to eight feet, wear armor, have about four fingers, with two toes, and quadruple hinged mouths with reptilian like skin) and a few Unggoy (they stand four to five feet, with wrinkled exoskeleton skin, stubby limbs, and tend to use a respirator like device to breath in oxygenated air), before losing track of them entering into a cavern.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The mission is an easy one, meet up with the Gray Team outside the warp gate for transport to the area and then get ready to head inside in order to find the Covenant. Once found, send them out of their packing. Either they will get the message to leave or they will find themselves dead. UNSC-- has no plans to mess around, neither does the Gray Team.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The three SPARTANS-IIs can be found leaning against a Warthog (a large ATV with a Gatling turret gun on the back), with another one on stand by. They all have matching gray dark armor with silver visors, though the armor design is different for each of them. Including their load out, while similar, does have some differences.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;None of them know who will show up to assist or what they will expect. Beyond they were told by the UNSC to play &amp;quot;nice&amp;quot;. Yeah-- nice. Gray Team's /favorite/ word.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:248|Fassad (248)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; There is absolutely no end to how out of place Fassad is on this mission. While he has decided to come along for the purpose of helping his Union allies and adding to his heroic story. But, to list off everything wrong about him being here. One, this is a beyond modern technology battle, and he uses a sword and magic. Two, they're taking vehicles, and he is showing up riding atop a white horse. Three, he is a melee fighter, and this is going to involve guns. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Either way, the blonde-haired adonis of a prince sits atop his gallant white steed, Excelsior. He will, most likely, run his horse alongside the Warthogs. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He smiles at the Spartan-IIs, looking at them. His teeth shine in the light as he smiles. &amp;quot;Ah! My fellow allies. I am Prince Fassad, from the Land of Arcadia! I am pleased to be helping you on this mission today!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The large, wedge-shapped starship called the Rack 'n' Ruin approaches non-threteningly -- of course its Captain has spoken with Jai in the past and he had signaled ahead of time so the ship is expected. As it lands its 'wings' rotate upward into its landing position and after settling down a ramp extends from the port side airlock.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A few minutes later Rocket and Groot step out of the airlock, the arborform having to duck to do so and walk down the ramp, approaching the gathering. &amp;quot;Hello! Which one of you is Jai?&amp;quot; Rocket asks. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Groot follows this up with, &amp;quot;I am Groot,&amp;quot; to the group and &amp;quot;I am Groot,&amp;quot; to Rocket as well. ((You can call me Groot.)) and ((You really aught to introduce us, Rocket.))&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:768|Cory (768)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Another out-of-place adventurer is Cory, who's dispatched alongside Fassad. No stranger to a scrap in almost any environment, and itching for some action, she decided to come see what the prince was up to... and this has lead to her flying alongside him. She's easily keeping pace with his mount's stride all the way to there!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And finally, they meet with the Spartan-IIs. Her Ki aura dissipates with a sharp *CRACK* and she lands abruptly, dusting herself off. &amp;quot;This is the place, right? Oh... Cory, short for Chikorri.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:197|Steve Rogers (197)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;A motorcycle rolls up to where the SPARTAN-IIs and their allies are gathering, ridden by none other than Captain America himself. &amp;quot;Rumor has it you fellows could use some help,&amp;quot; Cap says with a good-natured smile as he dismounts from his bike, collecting his shield from the handlebars.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And ... well, technically it's not his ONLY weapon; he's got a handgun holstered at his belt and a knife sheathed along the outside of a boot, but the shield is the most obvious 'weapon' he's carrying. Of course, this is Captain America; the shield is all he really needs. Usually.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Cap looks over the others who are here, nodding polite greetings to his soon-to-be-allies.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; This might be a more technology heavy world than hers, but as Taylita sees the people and vehicle below her, she feels her hear skip a beat. An awesome driving gun platform and people in equally awesome power armor with shield capabilities? AND they are about to go into battle? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Of course, her arrival might make people anxious at first. It looks like a glowing blue comet is falling toward them, but as it gets closer it is clear that it is a woman with red hair and a monkey tail wearing strong looking but skimpy armor. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Taylita lands beside Cory with a similar crack from her aura dispersing. &amp;quot;Looks like it.&amp;quot; she says to her fellow saiyan. &amp;quot;Hey, this'll be the first time I get to really fight alongside another saiyan.&amp;quot; she adds, then looks at the SPARTANs. &amp;quot;Sorry, but I just gotta say...love the armor. Might I be able to get one of those?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:783|Jorge-052 (783)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Jorge-052 is tinkering with the turret on the second Warthog -- the one the Grey Team isn't leaning against. He's wearing olive-green power armor of similar make to Grey Team's, though he seems more built than the others. Then again, standing at 8-feet tall can do that. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;His helmet turns as other people show up, and he snaps the ammo-feeder cover down with a solid slap of his hand. &amp;quot;Sorry, no can do,&amp;quot; he replies to Taylita first, his deep voice holding a vague Hungarian accent. He rests a foot on the Warthog's tailgate and folds his arms over his thigh. &amp;quot;All for more reasons than we have time to list.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;His helm tilts slightly from one side to the other as he studies each person in turn, not that his golden visor indicates who he's looking at and when. A very varied group this time around. This could get interesting. &amp;quot;I am SPARTAN-052.&amp;quot; A miniscule flex of his fingers. &amp;quot;Also known as Jorge-052. A pleasure to make your aquantances.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:38|Noble Six (38)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The only SPARTAN-III of the group has been here the whole time, with the engine cover to the second Warthog lifted, working on something inside of it. She's in similar armor to the four SPARTAN-IIs, but it's easy to tell something is different. She's shorter than them, for one. Still around average height for a human. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Noble Six has on the War Master variant of the armor is painted red, and her own visor matches Jorge's with the opaque golden tint, though that helmet is sitting in the driver's seat of the Warthog at the moment, as the blonde tends to the engine. She closes the compartment and looks up, &amp;quot;Wow. Big turnout.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:10|Crys Gattz (10)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Crys Gattz had got in on this operation, there was some chance for salvage here and generally dealing with the covvies was a good thing. They had been a problem from various worlds. So here she was looking like she had no armor and no apparent weapons she also had something hovering by her head too. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;So covvies huh? This is going to be intereting, they won't like how I fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:806|Jai-006 (806)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Fassad shows up on his horse and while Mike-120 is leaning against the Warthog, he can not help but tilt his head slightly to the fact the man-- is on a horse... and is like some-- oh wait, that explains it. He is a Prince of some mystical crazy land right? Yep and after seeing a talking fox woman, Mike-120 is learning that the Multiverse be a crazy place.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jai-006 is standing though with his hands at his sides, his silver visor looks at Fassad in looming silence and it is a female's voice that greets him however from an armored figure that is just a touch shorter then the other two-- all which are standing near eight feet. It was hard to see any of her feminine traits with that armor really, just that slight Slavic accent. &amp;quot;It iz a pleasure tu meet you, your Majesty and tu be willing to aid us in zis matter.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;It is not shortly after more start to arrive. The female SPARTAN-II giving each a greeting. Jai-006 still remaining silent as Mike-120 however leans over to stare at the ship. &amp;quot;Oh man, that is a nice ride.&amp;quot; The a bike show up and Mike look over to the Motorcycle, &amp;quot;Nice rims.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;When Taylita asks if she could have an armor like theirs, Mike makes a slight gesture, only followed by a soft shrug from the SPARTAN-II who has yet to say /anything/ out of the Gray Team. Seeming to leave Mike-120 to commentary like the peanut gallery and the female beside him to do the talking. At least-- for now.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jorge however answer Taylita's question, where the Gray Team doesn't have to worry about this, though Mike does lean over and looks at Noble Six /still/ working. &amp;quot;You finish there, six?&amp;quot; He asks. There is a /tease/ in the voice and one the other female Spartan pipes up on. &amp;quot;And if you had assisted her, ze could be standing around like us. Who is really ze lazy one, hm?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh come on!&amp;quot; Mike threw his hands up in the air before he leaped into the driver's seat of the Warthog, it actually rocked and creaked under the sheer weight being thrown in. These guys were not small by any means. &amp;quot;I had to mentally clock the competition!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Once everyone had settled in, that is when the SPARTAN-II in the Centurion armor spoke up. &amp;quot;Hello everyone. I am Petty Officer Jai dash zero zero six. You will all be assisting us with dealing with the Covenant threat. We had been able to defeat them, broken their fingers, bloodied their noses, but it seems the damn aliens didn't get the message.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;His gaze moves over to Rocket and Groot. &amp;quot;I plan to make sure they don't leave and if one does, they wish they never showed up again.&amp;quot; He then looks to the two Saiyans. &amp;quot;If you accepted this mission, you accept working with the UNSC, but under my command as team leader... and we as the Gray Team--&amp;quot; He motions to Mike-120. &amp;quot;Don't play by the rules.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Mike-120 then reaches over and throws out some boxes. &amp;quot;Presents for all!&amp;quot; Inside the containers were several plasma grenades aka Sticky grenades, normal grenades, some hand guns, and assault rifles.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;These are UNSC weaponry, It is your choice to use them. The Covenant wont hold back.&amp;quot; Jai-006 then walks over to jump on the backside of the Warthog Mike is on. &amp;quot;Neither will we.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The female SPARTAN-II then moves to the other side and hopes on the edge of the back of the Warthog. &amp;quot;Take zem if you want a proper weapon.. and I will explain who I am. My name is Adriana dash one one one. Zat is Mike dash one two zero.&amp;quot; She motions to the one waving his hand. &amp;quot;Our head engineer. Any questions?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jai-006 does't even give them time to ask. &amp;quot;Good. Lets go!&amp;quot; If someone wants to catch a ride with the Gray team, they better jump in fast because Mike-120 starts up that engine and wont take him long to lead the group.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:768|Cory (768)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cory grabs a grenade belt, but grenades seem to be the only thing she's bothering to grab. She's seen enough movies to know how these work!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;They might come in handy.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;But while she's doing that she boggles at the various SPARTANS gathered. &amp;quot;What's with the numbers?&amp;quot; A glance is also given to Fassad again... and finally she gives Taylita a good look. The red hair's seen first, then the tail... this leaves Cory wide-eyed.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;HEEEEEEY. A REDHEAD. That's pretty rare for our kind! Yeah, they've got some pretty neat stuff here, don't they?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Taylita isn't really surprised when they say no. Whoever it is, they always say no. Taylita too picks up some grenades and straps them on while leaving the rifle. &amp;quot;Rules are the first thing to go on the battlefield. I try to keep some honor, though.&amp;quot; Taylita says to Mike even as she hops up onto the Warthog, hanging onto the side of the big gattling gun. &amp;quot;Hey, can I use the big gun?&amp;quot; she asks Jai with a grin. She knows he will say no, but on the off chance that he will say yes... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Taylita smirks to Cory as the other saiyan goes wide-eyed. &amp;quot;Yeah, so I've been told. Seems fitting that a one of a kind saiyan has a one of a kind haircolor, though.&amp;quot; she says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:248|Fassad (248)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Fassad just smiles at this point, listening. He does give a bit of a bow to the female SPARTAN, though, &amp;quot;Ah, it is no trouble! I am more than willing to aid in a matter such as this.&amp;quot; Honestly, Fassad views the world in black and white. And so, from what little he knows of this situation, it sounds like all of these people are the good guys, more or less. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He gives a nod to Taylita and Cory as well. While he has not met Taylita, he knows of her as an ally. Cory he has met a couple of times as well. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And, once the vehicle starts off, Fassad runs his horse along as well. His horse is /fairly/ fast. Not quite as fast as the vehicle likely is, but he'll at least be able to keep up, more or less. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:197|Steve Rogers (197)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Captain America,&amp;quot; the star-spangled superhero introduces himself simply. &amp;quot;Or just 'Cap' if you'd rather. Good to meet all of you; hopefully the mission'll go pretty smoothly.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Not that it's terribly likely, maybe. He's read up on the Covenant some, although the SPARTANs probably know far more about them. He doesn't pick up any of the offered weaponry; instead, once the group is getting under way again, he affixes his shield to his back (on a metallic plate, or perhaps more likely, a magnetic one) and revs his motorcycle back up to keep pace with the Warthogs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:783|Jorge-052 (783)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Jorge-052 makes one last check on the turret as the group stocks up as needed. &amp;quot;Identifiers,&amp;quot; he responds to Cory without seeming to look at the Saiyan. &amp;quot;Easier to call us by numbers than by name when in combat.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He tests the pivoting mounting bracket for the turret, then pats the weapon as his head dips in a satisfied nod. The grips seem slightly different than the turret on the Grey Team's Warthog, but only just. He motions for those without their own transportation to hop on quickly, preferably before Grey Team leaves them all in the dust. There's a human-sized passenger seat available and some room with him and the turret.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Rocket notices the level of notice he gets from Jai-006 and seems completely fine with it. Rather than calling the Spartan on the slight snub he instead approaches him -- having recognized the voice -- and hops onto he Spatan's Warthog. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Greeting the leader of Gray Team, Rocket says, &amp;quot;Nice to finally meet you, I'm Rocket,&amp;quot; while extending his right hand to Jai while holding onto the vehicle with his left (and letting the a huge gun on his back dangle from his shoulder). He nods in Groot's direction and says, &amp;quot;My friend here is Groot&amp;quot; (Groot waves while hanging from the other side of the Warthog) &amp;quot;and we came to help.... if we're wanted?&amp;quot; At this last he arches what would be his eyebrow if his entire face wasn't covered in fur&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:38|Noble Six (38)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;With the vehicle working, Noble Six grabs her helmet out of the seat and hops into the driver's seat. She revs the engine and then looks over at Mike, &amp;quot;You're also the tech specialist.&amp;quot; She says, grinning, though he can't see it behind her helmet, &amp;quot;I've never claimed to be a techie, I just can fumble my way through an engine.&amp;quot; She gives him a quick thumbs up, and then looks to the others.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Everybody who needs a ride, get in. I know a couple of you can fly so if you want to fly on your own, go for it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:10|Crys Gattz (10)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Crys Gattz is looking over the spartans for a moment and she seems to be in a good mood. From her ears she might be considered an elf but on the other hand this is the multivese and she seems to be comftable enough with Noble Six's arrival and she moves to fall in. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;What can I say Noble? Heard there was covies to deal with and their weapons tend to be of intrest to a few people I know.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She totally wants one of those crazy plasma swords for her collection it's just athing about hunters. They collect all sort sof weapons. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She looks to the Captain and grins. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Cap good to see you here for this run. We haven't run into echother since humm I was a little green and angry.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She looks to the Spartens and makes a bit of a sad look. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;You remind me of a few CASTs in the marines back home.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She notes to Jorge but she does get the logic. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She turns to Grey tram and greet them. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I'm Crys Gattz I'm a Numan or Newman depending on how you want to say it. Good to meet you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:806|Jai-006 (806)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Jai-006 looks at Taylita, &amp;quot;No---&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot; Adriana-111 cuts in. &amp;quot;Just do not pull ze trigger until we tell you tu, hm?&amp;quot; Jai-006 can only stare at the woman in the Recon Gen 2 armor. Then there was a minor hand gesture before a shake of his head. His gaze goes to Rocket as he hears the Warthog's engine roar to life. &amp;quot;Hm. So you are Rocket.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Adriana-111 then looks at Rocket, her voice was professional and indifferent, &amp;quot;After all, it is always good tu have more allies around, hmm?&amp;quot; Her gaze goes directly to Jai-006 who is only staring back. Mike-120 however pipes up about then. &amp;quot;Nice to meet you. Just shoot the alien idiots with big feet and tiny bodies-- oh-- and dodge any blue orbs.&amp;quot; Groot though-- Groot is probably gonna have to catch the other one, unless he can find a means to hold on!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Mike-120 then points over at Taylita, &amp;quot;Hey. You. Behave with that thing and maybe I'll let you look under the hood.&amp;quot; He then puts his foot on the shiftier, throws it into gear, and the Warthog moves.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Once they do arrive at the location, there is some little guys outside of it seeming to be squabbling about something until one of them shrieks. &amp;quot;Its the demons!&amp;quot; A few go to run, another goes to head inside and all Jai-006 has to say to this. &amp;quot;Light them up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Taylita gets to use the gun turret and Adriana-111 is exiting the Warthog easily while walking around to stay out of the spray fire. Thankfully there is only a few outside, but who knows how many are inside. Which yes, the few 'Grunts' running around-- they do try to shoot back, try anyways. They have horrible aim!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Taylita blinks in surprise when Adriana cuts off Jai with a yes. &amp;quot;W-..really?&amp;quot; she says, then practically pushes Jai aside and takes the controls. Seems pretty straight forward. Point the gun at stuff. Pull the trigger. Make stuff into smaller pieces of stuff. She takes a few moments as they are driving to get a feel for pointing the gun. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; So, when Jai says 'Light them up.' there is the characteristic whine of the gatling gun barrel spinning up to speed, followed by the near constant sound of heavy rounds punching through the air aimed right at the little guys. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Taylita does wonder as she is firing whether these little things are actually dangerous, but she agreed to follow the Spartan's orders, so she doesn't hesitate. And unlike the little Grunts, Taylita has pretty good aim. Maybe not expert, but when you are firing dozens of rounds a second, you don't really have to be an expert. &amp;quot;So, where are the big guys? I feel kinda bad slaughtering these little guys. They can hardly fight!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yes I am,&amp;quot; Rocket says to address Jai's observation. He then smiles to Adriana, &amp;quot;Alien bigfoots with tiny bodies, shoot... to kill I assume? And avoid blue orbs.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Oh and Groot, he's handing onto the outside of the Warthog Rocket is in, his fingers and toes wrapping around various protrusions strong enough to support his weight. &amp;quot;I am Groot!&amp;quot; he yells when the vehicle reaches speed and the wind whips though the fine green leaves he has allowed to grow out of the top of his head. ((Wooo hooo! This is great!)) &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Regarding his friend, Rocket says, &amp;quot;He'll be find out there I think,&amp;quot; to Adriana.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:768|Cory (768)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cory ends up tilting her head and scratching a cheek when she sees the grunts, but when they open fire -- &amp;quot;WHOAH!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Demons? She's never been called a demon before! &amp;quot;... Is it the tail?&amp;quot; She can only give Taylita (who's probably enjoying the heck out of the big gun!) a bewildered look and dive in at some of the Grunts.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Armed with only fists, feet, and Ki, she's not as decisively or gorily lethal as the soldiers with their guns. She engages some of the grunts with a high speed charge, weaving in-between their horrible shots and ducking in to deliver potent punches and spin kicks.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Of course, she's holding back. Lethal it is not, but it's liable to leave them groaning on the ground, and probably easy pickings for others...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:248|Fassad (248)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Fassad is surprised at the 'demon' comment. In... in what way does he look like a demon? Fassad sighs, raising his eyebrow at this. But then, the enemies. And, they are firing. He shall have to deal with them in his own way. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; While he refused the grenades and weapons earlier, he has his own means of fighting as well. He reaches into a brown pouch on his side. His bomb pouch. A large blue bomb is in his hand. A small bit of magic is put into it, causing it to light. He tosses it towards the enemies, letting it cause a large explosion after a moment. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And then he starts dashing down the hill on his horse, holding his sword aloft. His shield is is in his left hand, held in front of him. Specifically, the reflective Mirror Shield. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:197|Steve Rogers (197)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;While the order is to 'shoot' the Covenant Grunts, Cap doesn't draw his sidearm when he reaches the target location.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;What he DOES do is throw his shield, aiming to peg one of the runners upside the head and ricochet his shield back so he can catch it again. Any of those blue orbs that Mike mentioned, Cap's keeping an eye out ... and will likely try to slap those back at the Grunts with his shield, or otherwise work on covering his allies.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:783|Jorge-052 (783)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Jorge-052 chuckles outloud as he clicks the safety off of his turret. &amp;quot;It's not any of you.&amp;quot; A few green plasma shots ping off of the turret's protective metal shielding, and a glancing shot hisses across his armor's personal shields, but Jorge doesn't flinch. &amp;quot;That's their name for us SPARTANs.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He swings the weapon around and opens fire, strafing the Covenant line whether or not the Grunts are still standing. He's firing in bursts, making sure to avoid accidentally hitting those who engage in close-quarters combat, like Cory for instance.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:38|Noble Six (38)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Noble Six always tended to drive on Reach, mostly because often the other SPARTANS were either unwiling (or in Jorge's case, unable) to drive the vehicles they found. So she drove. And she knows how to get Jorge into a great firing position so he can tear into the Grunts with the anti-air weapon mounted on the back of the Warthog. She power-slides the vehicle into position and sets him up to be able to lay them out with his weapon, as she piles out of the vehicle, her MA5B coming to bear if there's any Grunts left.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:10|Crys Gattz (10)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Crys Gattz is seeming making ready to fall in with the others. AS she hears one of the yell about the demons sh smirks for a moment. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Oh really?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; That's all she's got left to say as as well she's summoning a weapon from her photon trap it's bigger than she is and looks like someone made a love child of a two handed sword and a chainsaw. The Chainsaw in question reves to lifge and Crys has no issue as she now starts to head in moving at high speed having taken to foot looking for notbale heavy tatgets she's also lauching the odd fire ball or burst of ice at the grunts.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:806|Jai-006 (806)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Grunt go exploding, punched into submission, and mowed down by the bullets as their bluish purple blood sprays out. It is pretty pathetic, but Mike puts the vehicle in park and gets down on his knee as he takes a few shots at the Grunts. &amp;quot;Maybe we should start keeping score!&amp;quot; The Engineer teases Jai-006 who also hops down and loads his own assault rifle. &amp;quot;You would lose.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;No faith, man. No faith.&amp;quot; Mike-120 remarks.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Adriana-111 creeps around a corner and then tags a Grunt with a blue grenade which lights up. &amp;quot;Have fun!&amp;quot; She says with a purr, before boot kicking the Grunt into some others trying to take cover. They screech-- and soon seen flying up into the air.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Some Grunts do try and throw some blue grenades. They glow with sparks of blue light, but a few get shot down by Taylita's firing and Jorge's as well. One of them does go for Cap--- and when he goes to knock it away, it sticks to his shield!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Good thing Cap's shield is what it is, because when it explodes his shield takes it-- though it may knock Cap back if he isn't ready for it! The Mirror Shield for Fassad impacts some shots back, while Noble Six takes down a few as well.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;When the smoke clears, Jai-006 taps the back of the Warthog at Taylita. &amp;quot;You can stop now!&amp;quot; He calls up to her. He then looks over to Adriana, &amp;quot;one one one, move in. Cory-- go with her.&amp;quot; He spins around to see who else would maybe work. &amp;quot;Rocket...&amp;quot; He looks down at the Racoon. &amp;quot;Go with her as well, cover the rear-- but your tree friend Groot stays here with us.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jai then thunks the Warthog a few times. &amp;quot;Mike...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yeah. I know, stay here.&amp;quot; The Engineer says with a twirl of the gun, before he goes to take over the gunner.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jai then looks at the others. &amp;quot;The rest of you with me. There is a possible back way, we'll take that... Six do you mind cleaning up and then catching with Adriana?&amp;quot; He asks her, but he doesn't stick around to wait. &amp;quot;Lets go.&amp;quot; And Jai-006 starts to take whoever is left around and up a hill to what looks like another mouth to the area.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Adriana-111 however waits for those to go with her to catch up, before getting down low. She motions with her and to do the same, before she goes to slide into the shadows. &amp;quot;Keep close, keep quiet, and we may be able tu catch zem off guard.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:248|Fassad (248)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Fassad listens to the orders, smiling. Ah, a sound strategy. Approach from both ends! His smile hides some dissapointment, though. He is the SHINING HERO. He does /not/ go in through the back entrance! His ego is taking ahold of him, and he is trying very hard to resist simply rushing in on his horse, heading into the front entrance. But, as he hides a sigh, he decides that he shall simply have to go in the back with the others. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And so, he'll follow along with the others to the back. He still stands tall. He still sticks out like a sore thumb. Never mind the fact that, unless it proves too narrow? He plans to keep riding his horse inside of the base. It'll give him an advantage over the on-foot troops, after all! &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Taylita looks a bit disappointed when told she doesn't have to shoot anymore. &amp;quot;Aw. Alright.&amp;quot; She hops down, then follows after Jai. She is on alert, ready for something to ambush them. She isn't really used to this kind of fighting. Tactical, squad-based attack isn't really her thing. &amp;quot;..so..uh...are we concerned about preserving the buildings?&amp;quot; she asks very quietly as they proceed inside.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Rocket nods to Jai, acknowledging his order, and then also to Groot in answer to a questioning look from his friend.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;As he moves off with Adriana's group, Rocket readies his rifle which makes a low humming noise for a moment while it warms up. Rear guard is not exactly the assignment he'd expected given his initial greeting but it is a job he's capable of doing -- plus Adriana's not a bad view from the rear.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Groot, accepting his assignment, steps up behind Jai (who he dwarfs) and says, &amp;quot;I am Groot.&amp;quot; ((Lead on, 'Captain'.))&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:38|Noble Six (38)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cleaning up and folowing up behind Adriana is easy enough for Noble Six to do. She finishes mopping up the last few Grunts which are still standing, and then reloads, grabbing more ammo from the vehicle before she heads towards the front of the facility.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Meeting up where Adriana is, she stops and checks her equipment real quick before looking to the SPARTAN-II, &amp;quot;Do you want to take point, or shall I lead the way inside?&amp;quot; She wonders over a closed comms, peeking around the corner real quick to see if there's anything inside that wants to kill them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:783|Jorge-052 (783)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Jorge-052 grunts as the initial wave of Grunts gets taken down easily enough, but that's just the start. He slaps a lever on the turret's mount and pulls a restraining bolt, actually removing the turret from the Warthog before he jumps down to the ground. Ah, so that's why the weapon looked a bit different! &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;As Jai-006 issues orders and splits the teams accordingly, Jorge barely bumps Noble Six as he passes by. Far from an uncharacteristic lapse of judgement, he micro-signs a simple 'see you later' to her without pausing his stride. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I have the rear,&amp;quot; he says simply to Jai-006 as he casually carries the chaingun underslung. And indeed, he waits for the others in Jai's group -- Cap, Taylita, the literal calvary Fassad, and Groot -- to follow the team leader in before walking after them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:197|Steve Rogers (197)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Cap knows what grenades can do in general, and expects no less of alien grenades; when he realizes that one of the blue orbs DID stick to his shield instead of getting bounced away, he reacts swiftly and decisively, crouching and bracing himself with the explosive aimed towards the Grunts (and very pointedly AWAY from his allies). Even if the explosion isn't quite big enough to roast any of them from where Cap is, he can at least make sure it won't hurt anyone on his side of the fight.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So that's what the orbs do,&amp;quot; he remarks after the explosion, rolling his left shoulder as if to make sure the explosion didn't hurt it. He'll have to remember to either not try that again, or be ready to take advantage of it. In the meantime, the group is divided by Jai-006, and Cap moves into formation with the others, proceeding inwards once the opposition has been cleared.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:768|Cory (768)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Go with-&amp;quot; Who? Cory has to look around a bit after the chaos, but apparently Adriana was meant. &amp;quot;Got it!&amp;quot; And onwards they go. But she has to say something here. &amp;quot;After all that bang, you think they're NOT on guard?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Although after that she is quiet. In fact, she stays aloft a foot off the ground so she's making no noise at all besides a faint breeze...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:10|Crys Gattz (10)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Crys Gattz is now falling in and she banishes her massive chainblade into her storage unit. Soon after a horroble mechanical claw forms over her right arm and in her left a pistol of some sort appewars as she goes quit now and will fall in trying to get on point with the group given she's an up close combat.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:806|Jai-006 (806)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Jai watches as the group goes into the bottom part and he watches Adriana-111 for a /long/ time, including when she is out of sight. His head lowers slightly, before he goes to move into the darkness. He looks over at Groot and studies the large tree-- creature. &amp;quot;So.. does that racoon live in you?&amp;quot; It was a proper question to ask a tree-- wasn't it?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Yeah, aliens... he doesn't get them. He isn't worried about being stealthy though. That much is obvious, he wasn't even /trying/ to be as he intentionally kicks a rock down the way. &amp;quot;Show your ugly mugs...&amp;quot; He rumbles to himself, before looking over to Taylita as she asks him. &amp;quot;We don't care. Long as they don't live and we do.&amp;quot; Now-- if that is what UNSC wanted... well... that was a very different story, but this was the Gray Team after all.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jai motions to Jorge with a slight hand signal to pretty much keep the weapon ready. He looks over to Cap, then at his shield, then back to him. &amp;quot;Could you do me a favor.&amp;quot; He says calmly pointing at the side of the structure. &amp;quot;Bounce that off there at a...&amp;quot; He hand motions slightly. &amp;quot;Oh... sixty angle I'd say.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He then points to the Prince, &amp;quot;And you-- may want to get off your horse... cause its about to probably get crazy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Over with Adriana...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The female SPARTAN-II stays down low and private comms back to Noble Six, &amp;amp;gt;&amp;quot;Just keep ze kids in line. I'm going to look ahead and if we are luck-- Jai will create a distraction. Draw zem to him and we come in to finish what zey don't. They are expecting us to come zis way--- not where Jai is going.&amp;quot;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Adriana then looks at everyone else behind her, speaking quietly. &amp;quot;Stay with Noble Six, zis will only take a moment.&amp;quot; Then the Scout slinks around a pillar and goes right past as an 'Elite' can be seen walking by, almost looking for someone, before she tapps the big guys shoulder, causes him to spin around, then she reaches up and twists his head around, before letting him drop to the ground and then dragging him over to the corner.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then there was a flicker of her lights to Noble Six to move forward with the group, which it become clear as they do. There was several more Grunts trying to keep an eye out, a few even shaking, and some Elites observing a drill of some kind.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:197|Steve Rogers (197)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Cap sizes the structure up briefly, considering how hard he'll need to throw it. &amp;quot;Trying to collapse it?&amp;quot; he inquires; the intended effect is going to inform the force behind the shield-throw. If there's an intended ricochet, as opposed to trying to crunch through a load-bearing strut or something ...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Once he's got the answer from Jai-006, he lets the shield fly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:248|Fassad (248)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Fassad siiighs. He hops off the horse. Patting him on the head, he smiles at the white steed, &amp;quot;Alright, Excelsior. Stay back, for now. We shall gallop off into the sunset heroically once this is over.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And with that, the horse starts to run back towards where they came from, finding a spot to wait for Fassad. It's a fairly intelligent horse, relatively. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Fassad himself lifts his sword and shield, keeping them at the ready. He smiles at the rest of the group, standing tall. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; But... He's a bit suspicious about the whole Talyita asking about keeping the structure intact. Is she planning to just blow the whole thing up or something? That'd... that'd be a more boring adventure. He says nothing, though. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; As they continue into the building, Taylita tries to use her abilities to sense how many enemies they might be facing. Her ki abilities enable her to sense the lifeforce of those around her, and how strong that lifeforce is. For now, she keeps an eye on the rear quarter, ready to blast things wit Ki or punch them in the face. &amp;quot;So, this is just a straightforward elimination mission. Not usually my thing, but from what I read about these guys, you can't go easy on them.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Were Fassad to ask (or if he had encountered saiyans before in battle) he would have no doubt about why she asked about the building's survival. Saiyans and other beings from the Dragonball universe tend to cause very high collateral damage. It is a good thing that Grey squad isn't worried about such things. &amp;quot;What's that shield made of?&amp;quot; she asks the Captain as they wait for whatever is going to happen with his shield.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am Groot.&amp;quot; ((No, we live on the Rack 'n' Ruin.)) His tone of voice as he speaks is one of incredulity as he answers Jai's question.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Elsewhere, with Adriana, Rocket continues to move along with his group keeping an eye out for hostiles approaching from their sixes.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Back with Jai, an attack is launched on the group in the form of a plasma blast that strikes Groot in the center of his mass from behind. The glowing energy burns half way though his trunk before exploding, shatterinig the arboraform into a blast of flying splinters amid the waves of energy washing out of the spot the eight-foot tall 'tree' had previously been standing in.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;In that moment between the impact and the explosion Groot's voice is heard to say, &amp;quot;I am Groot,&amp;quot; over the radio. ((Rocket, find me!))&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:10|Crys Gattz (10)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Crys Gattz is keeping stealthy and she moves in with the group for the moment she looks to Captain America for a moment and keeps ready holing of until Jai gives th order to get going. She does bring up a point over the comm. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;So Jai any other objectives then just search and destroy.?&amp;quot; She moves in now and she gets rteady to move. She's waiting she knos it's not quite time to go hot yet.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:38|Noble Six (38)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Holding up a single fist, Noble Six motions for the others with their group to hold position while Adriana moves inside and takes out the first sentry. Once he's gone down, and Noble Six gets the indication to move in, she opens her hand and motions for everyone to follow her. She herself heads inside, moving quickly to catch up with Adriana.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Once they're caught up, she gives a quick hand signal to the SPARTAN-II to let her know she's caught up and indicate the direction that she's going to be covering while they move deeper inside of the facility.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:783|Jorge-052 (783)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Jorge-052 nods to Jai-006 and spools up the chaingun, preparing it to fire on a moment's notice. He doesn't have long to wait, either -- he visually spots the familiar gleam of a charging plasma pistol a split second before the resulting blast strikes Groot dead-center, shattering the tree-like alien. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Bits of wood shards and splinters bounce across the SPARTAN-II's energy field as it fluctuates from the proximity of the plasma burst. Jorge-052 is staggered for a moment, then opens fire with the chaingun in that direction as he calls out, &amp;quot;Contact! Take cover!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:768|Cory (768)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cory ends up WINCING as a neck's twisted and down goes an 'Elite' goon. But well, what can she do? She came to help them break through and take care of an alien threat...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;But she's finding it hard to not go on the offensive here. A full challenge of everything rushing her sounds like a great idea.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;SO she's frowning heavily while tagging along with NOble Six. Every time the hand signal's given - FWOOOOSH.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;One moment she's one place, the next she's caught up.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:806|Jai-006 (806)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Nah.&amp;quot; Jai says to Cap very casually. &amp;quot;Just cause some ruckus to draw attention to us, so lethal weapon and crew down there can do their deed.&amp;quot; The Saiyan, Crys, and Groot probably will notice how casual the SPARTAN-II is being with Captain America compared to them. For-- whatever the reason.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Maybe its a big, strong guy thing. Taylita will also notice the whole room just around the bend is full of them, including probably their allies too. Which Jai then remarks her, &amp;quot;When your dealing with a bunch of alien scum who designed to glass worlds just cause you didn't brush your teeth like them... you don't hold any sympathy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jai then looks over to Crys, &amp;quot;Nope. Just kill.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Gray Team leader then motions to Groot and Crys once the shield flies, &amp;quot;You two! Sick'em!&amp;quot; Because it wasn't to far after that did some Elites bark and yelp as a metal 'clang' can be heard hitting /someone/. Jai then goes to jump around the corner and lays down a few burst rounds, &amp;quot;Jorge! Taylita! Cover em!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;His silver visor looks over to Cap, &amp;quot;Go get that shield before I find away to take it home.&amp;quot; There was an amused sound in his voice.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Though before perhaps Groot can charge, it seems some Elites got his number, which causes the SPARTAN-II in the Centurion armor to curse, before leaping over and smashing the Elite with his assault rifle, knocking the alien to the ground, before leveling his Assault rifle on him. &amp;quot;I'm going to let you live... for one reason... to tell your people to go fuck off.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Elite can only laugh gently, &amp;quot;You can give that message to them yourself... Demon.&amp;quot; The Elite lifts up his hand with a charged grenade.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Tsk&amp;quot; Jai then leaps back, &amp;quot;Get back!&amp;quot; he barks out as the grenade then explodes!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The shield clanged, banged, and bounced around like a wild ping-pong ball. Which was not what Adriana was expecting, but it worked! It was drawing the Elites attention right for where everyone else was. &amp;quot;Now!&amp;quot; She called out to everyone else to take charge.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Those poor Grunts, they were freaking out and one gets knocked out cold by a shied thunk to the head. The Elites were dancing around and spotted Adriana sending the others. He leveled his plasma rifle on her and with a roar-- Opened fire on her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She had no real good place to go...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Noble Six also gets to learn the Gray Team--- they really need to work on team coordination. Seriously.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:197|Steve Rogers (197)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Cap hustles up to retrieve his shield from the room it rebounded into, smirking a bit. Any of the Covenant soldiers who wind up in his way ...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Well, they might need another term for 'demon' that doesn't imply a hard, faceless shell of powered armor. Even without drawing a purposefully deadly weapon, Captain America is no slouch in combat - he usually doesn't NEED anything besides his shields and his fists; the handgun and the knife are there because a friend gave them to him with the idea that he might find them useful. And sometimes, he does need a blade or a bullet where his 'preferred' weapons don't quite meet his needs.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;On the other hand, he CAN be outnumbered and overrun ... so hopefully the rest of the team is ready to help if that should happen.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;What was that buddy?&amp;quot; Rocket says, responding to Groot's plaintive pre-explsion request over the radio. Distracted by this, he almost misses Enemy Elite drawinig a bead on Adriana.... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;But almost is not the same as actually missing it. Rocket yells out, &amp;quot;Enemy at your back Spartan-111!&amp;quot; and leaps between the enemy Elite and his squad leader, firing off a shot at the enemy and taking a gracing hit from his blast preventing it from hitting Adriana squarely in the head. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Rocket drops, his outfit partially burned away, smoking and smelling of singed fur. &amp;quot;Watch ou...&amp;quot; he gasps and passes into unconsciousness as the first stages of shock settle upon him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Taylita gets the feeling she should have outlined her combat capabilities before this started. She isn't really designed for cover fire. Jorge, sure. He has that huge multi-barrelled monstrocity. Her? Well...she just has her ki powers. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Which, admittedly, can do the job. She just isn't used to having to worry about hitting allies. To help her alleviate that worry...she smashes through the wall, then opens fire with ki shots. With so many allies in the area, she uses small controlled beams. It ends up looking like the very beam rifles that the Elites themselves and their Jackal allies use on a regular basis. &amp;quot;Take that!!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Each impact of her beams causes a small explosion, promising decent punishment for any enemy unlucky enough to attack her or the Spartans.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:38|Noble Six (38)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As the shots come in towards Adriana, Noble Six tries to move to intercept but is too slow and Rocket gets in there first. She watches him go down, and is quick to raise her assault rifle and put down the aliens that shot him. Moving quickly, she picks Rocket up and begins to evacuate him towards the Warthogs outside.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Coming over the radio, she will let Adriana and Jai know that she is evacuating him to the Warthogs so she can try to stabalize him. She's sure they'll be able to finish mopping up the rest of the Covenant forces that are inside.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:768|Cory (768)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Thankfully, someone IS watching out for the team.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Faster than the eye can see Chikorri blitzes out of one location and reappears in the way of the Elite's plasma rifle, arms crossed, shoulders scrunched and face shielded behind said arms. She takes the shots in place of Adriana!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;-- Well, that was the plan, but Rocket's own intervention solves THAT problem.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;So instead she's left with an unconscious Rocket. Her answer?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Geeze, squishy people need to wear armor!&amp;quot; Her response is to HOIST HIM and sling him over a shoulder with one hand.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;With the other, she aims her palm at enemies much like Taylita's doing... and sends out quick blasts of pure explosive Ki!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:10|Crys Gattz (10)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Crys Gattz nods and with that she gets the order to go. There's no more words no more anthing. Crys is just focused on the enemy the Fal Claw snaps open and she get to work as some shots hit her they are intercepted by some sort of personal shields of her own as she moves in. She going into melee and it's not going to be pretty. She also fires the odd shot with her pistils and hopefully the Spartan's tech hes isn't going to ahem want her crazy claw too badly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:783|Jorge-052 (783)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Jorge-052 is not terribly mobile with his current weapon of choice, but his sense of battlefield awareness more than makes up for it. He pivots on one foot to swing the chaingun around to where he needs to shoot, and he's constantly in motion to avoid as much return fire as possible, slowly making his way to an outcropping to cover his own back. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He keeps the trigger pulled in a long spray when only Covenant targets are in his sights, and switches to controlled burst fire when laying down cover-fire close to their allies.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:806|Jai-006 (806)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Rocket takes the shot for Adrianna who tsks softly. &amp;quot;Fool.&amp;quot; She says softy, before reach over, but Noble Six is already ahead of her. It kind of humors her really, in some ways. Taking a few shots at some of the Elites, including the one recovery from being hit by Rocket, around the same time Noble Six is to just blast down that alien.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Taylita gives 'beam' cover fire, causing some Elites to scatter and claiming a few grunts. Cap slams down a few and knocks some elites actually off their feet. They /might/ start considering him a demon as well, given what he was doing that rivaled the SPARTANs.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Fassad (Player Ok) goes into the fray after some Elites who go to match him in melee with their own swords. An honor race these larger aliens are, but they learn that picking a fight with the Prince was not such a wise idea!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Once Noble Six comes out, Mike-120 glances up to see the Raccoon. &amp;quot;Road kill?&amp;quot; He asks, he then tilts his head down and to the side. &amp;quot;Ok... Yeah... I know. Bad joke.&amp;quot; However as Noble Six goes to stabilize Rocket and loud thunk is hear and Mike-120 looks up. &amp;quot;... ah hell.. um... Carol.&amp;quot; If he wasn't suppose to say her name, he doesn't care right now, but she'll see it in his visor...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;...A Hunter (A large massive alien, with heavy duty armor plating and seeming worm like internal body).&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Crys gets to go on a war bath with claws and weapon alike. Ripping into Elite armor and claiming the lives of a few remaining Grunts. While Cory gets into some hand to hand bouts with a few Elites, who attempt to match her on speed, but fall a bit short.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jorge also gets to mow down a few who are trying to get away, but are claimed by his own weapon and a few more beams from Taylita. Soon the dust starts to settle around the area, with the all standing victorious over many dead Grunts and Elites.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jai-006 rests his assault rifle on his shoulder as he speaks up. &amp;quot;Good work. All of you. Now we just need to blow this area up and we can call it a day.&amp;quot; Though like Adriana-111, he is unaware of the Hunter having a stare down with Noble Six and Mike-120.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:38|Noble Six (38)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The SPARTAN-III is using biofoam to stabalize Rocket, and as soon as she's done looks up when Mike calls her by her real name. She suddenly finds out why he is calling her by that name, as soon as she stares at the Hunter, &amp;quot;Okay.&amp;quot; She says, glancing over towards Mike for a moment, making a motion for him to move, before she jerks the other direction, moving to try to get the Hunter's attention by firing several shots from the assault rifle at it. She knows she won't be able to penetrate it's armor, but the idea is mostly to get it to focus on her and not the Warthog where Rocket is.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She knows she needs to get around it, and she moves to do just that, rushing towards the Hunter, it looks to be charging up the fuel rod cannon, judging by that horrible humming and the green glow coming from the weapon, and Six knows how much damage that thing can do. She's fast, though, fast enough to reach it before it fires. She jumps, landing with one foot on the cannon and pushing off of it, sending the shot into the ground at the Hunter's feet as she jumps over the alien monster, flipping around in midair to land behind it.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Now that she's behind it, finishing it off would be easy. She grabs a grenade off of her side, arms it, and then thrusts her hand inside of the exposed back of the alien, jamming the grenade deep inside, before she pushes the big beast away, knowing there'll be no way for it to free that grenade before it goes off, and destroys it. A moment or two later, indeed, the grenade goes off, shredding the Hunter from the inside and splattering orange goo all over both Warthogs and the area around them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:806|Jai-006 (806)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The sounds of grenades going off outside is what catches Jai-006's attention along with Adriana-111. &amp;quot;Jai?&amp;quot; She says to him, before the Centurion armored SPARTAN-II lowers his head. &amp;quot;Damnit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The two of them bolt much faster than a normal human should ever run in armor back outside. Those who chase after them will be greeted to the same sight. A ton of orange goo /everywhere/. Including Mike-120 covered in it himself and just shaking the stuff of his hands-- at least Rocket didn't have any! well... maybe a touch on the edges of his fur.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jai-006 looked over to Noble Six, then back to Mike, then back to Noble Six. &amp;quot;Hunter?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He asked hem both.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Mike stared at Jai-006 about then. One could almost sense the dead-pan stare, before Mike piped up. &amp;quot;No. We decided to make a giant size orange icicle shake.&amp;quot; Yeah-- Mike was ok. Seem like the Warthogs were too, beyond the 'new' paint job.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Its going to take a week or two to get the smell out of the Hogs /and/ this suit.&amp;quot; Mike-120 states in a minor complaint as he shakes his hands again. Yeah-- this was a day for the SPARTANS and there was to be many more to come for all.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:180|Taylita (180)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Taylita feels what seems like a large power level, and so rushes out like the others to see it. She's expecting an actual difficult opponent! &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; But, when she arrives, there is just a puddle, some armor plates, and probably pieces of worms everywhere. &amp;quot;Aww. You already killed it?&amp;quot; she asks, pouting a bit and kicking at the big metal shield that Hunters typically carry. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; After that, she goes into eccentric engineer mode. &amp;quot;...what is this thing made of? And what's that weapon?&amp;quot; She grunts as she hefts the huge fuel rod cannon. &amp;quot;Hey, can I take this stuff?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:783|Jorge-052 (783)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Jorge-052 puts down his chaingun and motions to Jai-006. &amp;quot;I'll set up the charges,&amp;quot; he states, already moving to do just that. That's about when the distant sounds of the greandes echo and the other SPARTANs hightail it out to make sure the 'Hogs, Mike, Noble Six, and Rocket are OK. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;It doesn't take long for Jorge to place demo charges at the structural points, setting them to remote detonate on his signal. On his way out, he scoops up some fragments of Groot's body before he picks up his chaingun and follows the path back out. He never did like the idea of leaving an ally's body behind, alien or not, but this'll have to do. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;By the time he catches up to everyone else, Mike's complaining and the 'Hogs have a new orange paint-job that smells like burnt plastic. Definitely Hunter... but everyone involved is clearly fine, so there's little concern there. &amp;quot;Not our problem, Mike.&amp;quot; He puts Groot-sticks next to Rocket, then begins re-affixing his chaingun to the turret mount. &amp;quot;Deal with it until we get back to base.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:768|Cory (768)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Outside Cory goes, out into the realm of the orange goo. She floats up above the goop-covered Warthog and Mike and just ends up headscratching... then holding her nose closed. &amp;quot;Well.. could be worse, maybe. Ewwww.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>Dun Realtai</title>
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|Desc=Dun Realtai is a loose affiliation of Elites who are guests, residents, or protectors of Dun Realtai, the &amp;quot;Fortress of the Stars,&amp;quot; a neutral Middle Ages stronghold and village in the Tundra. Visitors are welcome from any faction so long as they abide by its rules and behave themselves; those who are protectors of the area trend towards knights, upstanding law-abiders, and Union members alike. They tend to be skilled melee combatants, although not always. Those who call themselves knights of Dun Realtai are famous for their moral integrity and their honour, as well as their compassion and their steadfast defense of the defenseless.&lt;br /&gt;
|Leader=482&lt;br /&gt;
|XO=346&lt;br /&gt;
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|State=Current&lt;br /&gt;
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==Territory==&lt;br /&gt;
Dún Reáltaí is located in the Great Tundra region of the multiverse. The valley, village, and castle all share the name of Dún Reáltaí. Its territory consists of a broad hilly plain, with a stone hill in its heart on which the village and castle are built. A large lake lies northeast of the village. Due north is a tangled old forest with a lake in its midst, home to the land's original supernatural guardian.&lt;br /&gt;
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The hill affords a commanding view of the region, surrounded by heavy curtain walls on its lower slopes. A second curtain wall circles the citadel at the top of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;
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''An illustrated map of the region is forthcoming.''&lt;br /&gt;
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===Village of Dún Reáltaí===&lt;br /&gt;
The village of Dún Reáltaí is situated on the western slope of the stone hill. Most of its layout is divided between the upper and lower halves of the hill. Craftsmen, industry, and other such facilities are situated on the lower half, while the upper half is primarily residences.&lt;br /&gt;
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Halfway up the hill is a broad open commons, partly paved, that serves as market square and gathering-place. Its heart is marked with a stone fountain, and many of the permanent shops as well as the inn are found off this square. Storage facilities, including grain silos, are located off the northern part of the commons.&lt;br /&gt;
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At current, the village is populated by a few hundred villagers, with resources and space for several hundred more.&lt;br /&gt;
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====Village Inn====&lt;br /&gt;
The village's common inn is located off the market square. It's a large two-storey building, built to accomodate both residents and multiversal travellers. It has a pub on the first floor, individual rooms on the second floor, and a large common hostel-style room on the second floor, with multiple beds in a single chamber for those guests who only need an inexpensive place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Castle of Dún Reáltaí===&lt;br /&gt;
Dún Reáltaí's castle is a citadel some five storeys tall, with a number of amenities to cater to both guests and residents.&lt;br /&gt;
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====Citadel: 1F====&lt;br /&gt;
The first floor of the castle keep houses the forebuilding, which protects the entry ramp and serves as an entryway; the great hall, where gatherings are held; the kitchen, where meals for the castle staff and the lord of the keep are prepared; and the buttery (so named after the butt or cask used to store wine and liquor), where liquor as well as food are stored.&lt;br /&gt;
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====Citadel: 2F====&lt;br /&gt;
Above the great hall and its structures are the armoury, where weapons and armour are stored; the servants' and guest quarters, where castle servants and guests reside; and storage rooms, used to store all manner of dry goods.&lt;br /&gt;
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Servants' quarters and guest quarters are furnished with a single straw mattress, a storage trunk at the foot of the bed, and a small writing desk and chair.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are communal baths for guests on the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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====Citadel: 3F====&lt;br /&gt;
The third floor houses additional storage rooms, as well as common guest quarters, where Dún Reáltaí's guests may stay the night if they so choose.&lt;br /&gt;
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Guest quarters on the third floor are set up hostel-style, with rows of straw mattress to a room, each with a storage trunk at the foot of the bed, and a common writing desk, a chair, and other accoutrements as required by guests.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are communal baths for guests on the third floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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====Citadel: 4F====&lt;br /&gt;
The third floor houses additional storage rooms, as well as guest quarters, where Dún Reáltaí's guests may stay the night if they so choose.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are communal baths for guests on the fourth floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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====Citadel: 5F====&lt;br /&gt;
Most of the fifth floor is made up of the lord's quarters, luxuriously vast. There is a small landing at the top of the stairwell, and a private bathing chamber as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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The chamber itself is equal parts bedchamber itself and office. It has furnishings for both, including a canopy bed, writing desk, chairs, bookcases, a modern filing cabinet, hearth, armour-form for Bedivere's armour, and whatever other amenities Bedivere might need. It also has a number of glass windows looking out from the top of Dún Reáltaí's hill in all directions.&lt;br /&gt;
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==History==&lt;br /&gt;
Dún Reáltaí came about when [[Saber]] and [[Sir Bedivere]] responded to a distress call from its people, assisting them in warding off hostile elementals. After a failed coup by a warlock living in the village, the village was destroyed and a handful of survivors sought Union help to ward off the hostile elementals. The area's weakened guardian spirit awarded Sir Bedivere temporary stewardship until she could recover her powers, and during that time, Bedivere rebuilt the village and did everything in his power to help the villagers get back on their feet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Staying on to help rebuild, Saber and Sir Bedivere were eventually awarded permanent stewardship of the region for their dedication to their temporary duties.&lt;br /&gt;
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===The Round Table===&lt;br /&gt;
Tales of King Arthur are known even in the multiverse to a great many worlds, and their noble deeds inspire the people even centuries after their time. Most of the founding members of Dún Reáltaí are indeed Knights of the Round, as well as their King... but this is not the Round Table so many are familiar with.&lt;br /&gt;
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King Arthur was in fact Arturia Pendragon, daughter of Uther Pendragon. Since the people would never have accepted a woman-king, she disguised herself with the help of the magician Merlin, and her gender became a secret, supported by her most trusted knights.&lt;br /&gt;
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For more information on the specific Round Table history as presented in [[Fate/Divergence-1]], please consult the [http://knightsoftheround.wikidot.com/ Knights of the Round Wiki].&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>2477/Pizza and the Chaos of Motorcycle Maintenence</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/17 |Location=New York-199999 |Synopsis=Tony Stark calls the Rogers children (James and Sarah) to his Malibu home to talk. |Thanks= |Cast of...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|Date of Scene=2015/06/17&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=New York-199999&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Tony Stark calls the Rogers children (James and Sarah) to his Malibu home to talk.&lt;br /&gt;
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|Cast of Characters=301, 796, 802&lt;br /&gt;
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tony Stark had issued the invitation for a proper meet-up, since he'd managed to be called away on business or out on missions whenever the Rogers kids had stopped by to visit Toph before. This doesn't mean that he's going to observe any kind of appropriate formality though. It's still his house, and when he's home Tony prefers to be... Tony, not Mr. Stark. And certainly not Major Stark, if he can avoid it. To that end he awaits his guests in his finest form, by being occupied in his garage whenever they arrive.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Actually he probably just lost track of time again. That happens a lot, when he's working.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Jarvis does, however, have instructions to let them in and alert him upon arrival, although how he's to hear anything over the booming wail of his music is anyone's guess. In specific, he's buried in the inner workings of the beautiful custom motorcycle that Steve got him for his birthday, and a significant part of the bike's insides are currently on the floor.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Like the last time he came to the Stark Estate in Malibu, James Rogers is arriving in a quinjet. After the VTOL plane touches down a ramp lowers to the ground and James walks down it wearing his uniform with his shield slung over his back. Once he reaches the base of the ramp he waits, looking upward, waiting for the arrival of his demi-half-sister.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah lands near the helipad, intending to walk to the door like a normal person. She's been to the mall recently, and though she's in uniform, she's got a violet streak in her hair and her nails done to match. The green and purple tend to clash a little. She's somewhat unexpectedly greeted by a Quinjet on her way to the house, though she gets a big grin on her face when she sees who comes out of it. &amp;quot;Hey James! Glad you could make it! C'mon, we don't want to be late for the party. That's Tony's Job.&amp;quot; She smirks, and waves him over to follow her up the rest of the walkway. As they approach, the thumping of the bass can be heard even out here, and that gives her pause. &amp;quot;Jarvis? Is everything okay in there? I heard a rumor that Tony built a particle accelerator in his basement once..?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Jarvis's voice emits coolly from a hidden speaker. &amp;quot;Rumors that Mr. Stark is generating black holes in his garage have been greatly exaggerated. If you would be so good as to wait in the living room I'll let him know you're here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;There's a sudden dearth of the thumping noise emanating from within the house, though Tony's reflexive complaint of, &amp;quot;Don't turn off my music,&amp;quot; can't be heard from outside. Neither can the following exchange:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Sir, your guests have arrived.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;What guests?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The Rogers children? Whom you specifically invited yourself?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh... right. Is it that time already? Did I eat lunch?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A turkey sandwich, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh yeah. Okay, send 'em down here. I don't want to leave this in pieces where Dummy can roll over it. That's right, I'm looking at you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A mournful chirp.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;...Moments later, Jarvis rescinds his original invitation and rolls open the garage door instead. &amp;quot;Mr. Stark requests that you join him in his workshop. Just down the tunnel, if you please.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James simply stares at Sarah initially, what with the purple nails and hair -- not because they clash but because that just isn't a trend he has ever been exposed to. &amp;quot;Uh... yeah,&amp;quot; is all he can get out initially and he 'follows' along beside Sarah along the walkway.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;As they reach the door and she speaks to Jarvis and then Jarvis replies he turns to her and asks, &amp;quot;Have you met him yet? This Jarvis guy that helps Tony and Toph out here?&amp;quot; completely unaware of the true nature of the 'person' he is asking about. He then blinks at the changed invitation and says &amp;quot;I guess the prohibition against going downstairs is lifted for the time being,&amp;quot; to Sarah as he holds the door for her and then follows allong though the living room and then down the tunnel to the workshop.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Everything okay?&amp;quot; Sarah asks as she returns James' odd look, then shrugs and just lets it go. Then it's her turn to stare as she hears her alt-u brother's question about Jarvis, &amp;quot;Are... you serious?&amp;quot; She blinks, &amp;quot;You've already met Jarvis as much as anyone can meet him, He's Tony's computer!&amp;quot; She says like it should be obvious.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;BY this time they've made it to the workshop, and the girl descends the stairs cautiously, &amp;quot;I was expecting an alarm system or laser scans.. I'm kind of disappointed.&amp;quot; Then she sees the mess all over the floor.&amp;quot; Oh My God.. Why did you wreck Cap's Bike!? That was a gift!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You have been scanned,&amp;quot; Jarvis corrects calmly, seeming to take no offense at being referred to as a mere computer. &amp;quot;And your biological signatures as well as your Union ident cards have been recorded in this system as a non-threat. Unless you would prefer to be detained?&amp;quot; That sounds suspiciously like snark.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Stark rises from his crouched position on the floor, wiping off his hands on a towel slung over his shoulder. He frowns at Sarah, then at the mess on the floor, then back at her. &amp;quot;I didn't wreck anything. I'm... making it better. Hi,&amp;quot; he continues with hardly a beat for breath, holding out a now mostly-clean hand to James. &amp;quot;Glad to finally meet you in person. Don't worry, I'm probably way cooler than whatever other version of me you knew. So -- just so I'm clear -- you're both Rogers' kids, but from different universes? Man, the odds.&amp;quot; His forehead wrinkles briefly as if he's actually trying to work out the mathematical possibility of Steve procreating in two different worlds and THEN having them unify close to one another. He is definitely not wondering why no one ever shows up claiming to be HIS progeny.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You guys hungry? I'm kinda hungry. You want pizza?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;A computer?&amp;quot; James asks incredulously with a hint of nervousness in his voice. Then it suggests detaining him and he reflexively starts to reach for his shield -- but stops before he actually pulls it off his back -- and responds to Jarvis with an edge of anger: &amp;quot;No! I do not /prefer/ to be detained.&amp;quot; He then mutters something about AIs and risk under his breath.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;When Tony addresses them he stops in his steps. The voice is... similar, younger naturally. And his appearance also takes James back a moment because even his earliest memories of Tony are of a graying haired older man. &amp;quot;Woah,&amp;quot; he says as Tony asks them about themselves, totally not answering the first question.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And then there is THE offer. An offer a teenaged boy will never turn down. &amp;quot;Pizza sounds great!&amp;quot; Of course he answers /that/ question.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah takes another look at the bits of bike all over the floor, They are kind of well organized for mess aren't they? She decides not to comment any further. Tony would probably go crazy(er) if he didn't have something to tinker with. She puts a hand on James' shoulder, trying to comfort him, &amp;quot;It's okay, really. Jarvis isn't dangerous. I know there's some really stupid movies in some worlds about evil AI's and I'm sure Tony's wouldn't let him help run the whole company if it wasn't safe!&amp;quot; That was supposed to sound encouraging.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Pizza's great.. Do you guys like kalamata olives?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Whoa there, down boy,&amp;quot; Tony gibes mildly, noting the go for the shield. &amp;quot;Jarvis is on OUR side.&amp;quot; Well, he's on Tony's side which is effectively the same thing. &amp;quot;Jay, put in an order, large pepperoni and wings. Tip 'em the usual.&amp;quot; He wrinkles his nose at Sarah. &amp;quot;On pizza?&amp;quot; he questions, then shrugs. &amp;quot;Olives on half,&amp;quot; he adds in the general direction of the ceiling.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;As you say, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You're the guy who doesn't like robots, aren't you,&amp;quot; Stark remarks, one side of his mouth pulling sideways in a smirk. Across the room, Dummy's claw arm pokes up as if in curiosity, and then tucks back down to resume sweeping the floor with a big push broom.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Hey hey now, let's get the pecking order right here. It's /Pepper/ who lets me help run the company. Jarvis is just the calculator.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I really think I'm more than /that/, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;And alarm clock.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;There's a sound, almost like an electronic sigh, but that might have been imagined.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;With both Sarah and Tony saying that Jarvis isn't a problem, James seems to relax a bit -- especially with Tony backing him, even though he's not the /right/ Tony his voice still carries weight. &amp;quot;Alright,&amp;quot; he says on the topic of the AI and then quickly adds, &amp;quot;Just... it shouldn't joke about detaining me,&amp;quot; while shaking his head at Sarah's 'movies' comment.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Never had olives. On or off a pizza.&amp;quot; He chuckles as he observes, &amp;quot;Yo- To-...&amp;quot; he stops and, no longer laughing after he gets past the uncertainty for the moment regarding how to speak around Tony, says, &amp;quot;/My/ Tony said that the tofu-roni never tasted right so I'm looking forward to trying the real thing.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I take full responsibility for that, I was the one who made the joke about being scanned.&amp;quot; Sarah says apologetically. &amp;quot;We really need to get you to meet Annie sometime. I bet that would help.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;It;s Sarah's turn to wrinkle her nose, &amp;quot;Tofu-roni? That sounds disgusting.. probably worse than turkey bacon!&amp;quot; She thinks for a moment, &amp;quot;Is it too late to add bacon to the pizza?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;My apologies, Master Rogers, if my suggestion upset you,&amp;quot; Jarvis states smoothly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Stark flips the towel off his shoulder and over the handlebars of the bike, and drops onto a stool, eyeing up James thoughtfully. Maybe detecting a little of the old PTSD there. Something he's had to deal with himself; not something a kid that young should have. &amp;quot;Never had olives,&amp;quot; he muses, sounding somewhat disbelieving. He notes the stumbling over his name but this isn't the first time he's encountered people who knew other versions of himself. &amp;quot;Or pepperoni,&amp;quot; he adds to his mental tally, his whole face convulsing in something akin to horror at the idea of 'tofu-roni'.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Recovering, and smiling, though, he remarks, &amp;quot;You get that, Jay?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Adding bacon, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;See, he's harmless. Now, since Sarah's already filled me in on all of my flaws and failings to meet her standards, tell me about your me, and why the hell he was feeding you fake meat. Ever.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James nods about Jarvis. &amp;quot;Sure, ok,&amp;quot; he says /to/ Jarvis' comment and then he says &amp;quot;Harmless and armless&amp;quot; softly under his breath, making a joke to try to releave some of the still-there-under-the-surface tension about the AI.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well, meat was a difficult luxury to attain. Tony didn't really want to go out hunting polar bears or seals so we got our protein out of the hydroponic gardens.&amp;quot; As James explains he smiles at the memories of his childhood this is bringing up in his thoughts. &amp;quot;It was really bad the first few years he always told us, trying to get the nutritional balance right and all. Now we get real meat though. Tony's favorite is venison but I have a preference for saurpod meat. The Zebra People have a wonderful way of preparing it burried in the ground to insulate the heat and all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Zebra People?&amp;quot; Sarah says curiously, finding a counter without too much junk on it to sit on, &amp;quot;I'm surprised I haven't met one of those yet. The Multiverse just keeps getting weirder.&amp;quot; She watches Tony's reactions closely. &amp;quot;From what he's told me His version of Tony actually settled down and got responsible, *and* His world unified properly, So you could meet him and see what's in your future!&amp;quot; She looks rather excited by the prospect.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tony squeezes his eyes shut and gives a rub at his forehead with the side of his hand. &amp;quot;Zebra people,&amp;quot; he manages to echo Sarah, after a moment. Okay, sure, why not. Sarah already explained that SHE came from some planet where a bunch of superheroes were kidnapped across the galaxy; apparently alternate-him and James must have been planetary travelers too. It's not even that foreign a concept to him, though not a very pleasant one: the image of that huge ship hanging in space still wakes him up in a cold sweat now and then.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So you guys were marooned somewhere, huh? That sucks,&amp;quot; he remarks eloquently. &amp;quot;I'm surprised other-me didn't build a ship to get you out.&amp;quot; HE built Iron Man. In a cave, with a box of scraps. Take that, other-him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He shoots Sarah a little smirk. &amp;quot;Hey, I've got settling down and being responsible perfectly well in hand here, thanks. I don't think I need to go looking for other versions of me to see my own future.&amp;quot; And at that, his eyes flick ever so briefly across to the large computer workstation across the way from his current bench, and the framed photo set on it right where his elbow would usually rest.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Actually, we were infants and he was raising us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot; James pauses and then says, &amp;quot;We later found out that he made Ultron.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He looks around wondering when the pizza will arrive. However, Sarah's question -- and Tony's implied one -- needs to be addressed. &amp;quot;The Zebra People are a stone-aged tribe. A tribe of them resides in close proximity to our new base in the Savage Land. I don't think you'll see them outside of our world... but I could take you there sometime perhaps.&amp;quot; He smiles again, he has good friends in that tribe.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Information overload now. Tony wants to ask about this Savage Land place, especially if it has sauropods, but first he has to address this... other thing. &amp;quot;I -- he -- built something -- I'm going to guess a robot, given your problem with Jarvis -- that killed your parents. Who were Captain America and Black Widow.&amp;quot; He does recall that much at least from his skimming of the personnel file. He seems to be having a hard time processing this, and glances around his area in vain for a mug of coffee he's possibly forgotten, or something, to give himself a physical distraction.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Finally he rises and walks over to the kitchenette in the corner, and gets a bottle of water out of the fridge. He twists the cap off, gulps, and finally, &amp;quot;...Ultron. Okay, why... why would I build a killer robot?&amp;quot; Was other-him INSANE? If so he REALLY doesn't need to meet him to determine any kind of future.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'd like to see that, especially a primeval tropical zone in the middle of the Antarctic!&amp;quot; Sarah Muses, &amp;quot;We should head south sometime as see if we have one of those in this world.&amp;quot; She grins, though it fades quickly as the talk of Ultron sinks in. She peers at Tony suspiciously, &amp;quot;Why *would* you build a killer robot?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;As he explained it... Ultron was meant to help defend Earth.&amp;quot; This is more recent story, only heard /after/ he and his siblings helped defeat the robot. James continues, &amp;quot;Apparently he decided that mankind was its worst enemy and... well, its attempt at genocide failed in the end.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He grins at Sarah, &amp;quot;Its actually not in the /middle/, but... near enough.&amp;quot; Then, seeing the bottle, he asks, &amp;quot;Can you toss me a bottle of water also, Tony?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tony's brow remains furrowed as internalizing this information appears to be causing him some distress. Absently, he reaches into the fridge for another bottle, and tosses it over. &amp;quot;...Well Jarvis couldn't ever do THAT,&amp;quot; he manages after some long moments, and shoots Sarah an almost defensive frown. No, he wouldn't ever. Couldn't ever. That's just insane.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Indeed not,&amp;quot; Jarvis puts in helpfully. &amp;quot;Even if my programming allowed me to come to such a conclusion -- which it does not -- I am not equipped with decision-making authority to make such sweeping actions. Free will, as you might say.&amp;quot; He's very matter-of-fact about the notion that he's not a real person.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;--But you said 'us,'&amp;quot; Tony returns to that point. &amp;quot;I raised... 'us' from infancy. First of all, I'm sorry, on behalf of the other me, because I don't think I could change a diaper if my life depended on it,&amp;quot; he could probably build a robot to do it though, &amp;quot;but who is 'us'?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You do seem to abuse Jarvis a lot&amp;quot; Sarah points out, then decides that maybe making a joke about Jarvis turning evil isn't the best idea with James here. &amp;quot;But... He seems used to it. So uh, How long till the pizza gets here?&amp;quot; She settles down to let her 'brother' continue his story.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James catches the bottle effortlessly and then looks confused for a moment. &amp;quot;You mean Jarvis didn't...&amp;quot; He stops his question and then says &amp;quot;I guess you aren't so bad Jarvis,&amp;quot; to the room. Obviously he figured everything he told Sarah and Toph had been relayed to Tony as soon as he found out that 'Jay' was a computer. He twists open the bottle and takes a sip out of it before continuing.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The 'we' I am referring to are my brothers and sister. Azari, Pym and Torunn. The children of the avengers.&amp;quot; He pauses a moment and then figures he should explain more -- as he remembers Tony there was always a preference for complete answers. &amp;quot;Azari is the son of Black Panther and his queen, Storm, who was a member of the X-Men. Pym, really Henry Pym Junior but we always called him Pym, is the son of Giant Man and the Wasp. And Torunn is the daughter of Thor and Sif; they are both still alive, but she was left on Earth with Tony also.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;After the long, for him, explination he takes another drink of the water.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It's what I live for, Miss Rogers,&amp;quot; Jarvis replies to her quip almost jovially. &amp;quot;In a manner of speaking, of course.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Delivery usually takes about half an hour,&amp;quot; Tony murmurs distractedly. &amp;quot;...Huh. I don't know any Black Panther, or Storm, or anyone who calls herself Wasp. Pym... rings a faint bell,&amp;quot; he admits, searching his memory briefly but concluding that he must have heard it in relation to some tech trade he once read. &amp;quot;But he's definitely no Avenger. I've heard Thor talk about Sif but I think he's more enamoured with this Jane girl.&amp;quot; In short, he doesn't think their two worlds have very much in common.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;As always, though, his wit comes to his rescue in the case of an uncomfortable conversation. &amp;quot;So I raised all of you, huh? That must have been horrifying, even without the seal meat. I'm sure Toph's already told you all about what a domineering taskmaster I've been for her.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Matt and Kendall, Janet and Ororo's kids have been friends of mine as long as I can remember&amp;quot; Sarah interjects, &amp;quot;Ah, they were Wasp and Storm respectively. I think MY world and James' branched off from the same one at some point, since I know who all these people are and you don't. Toph seems to love you more than her actual Dad.&amp;quot; She looks towards wherever Jarvis's voice seems to be coming from, &amp;quot;Some of us still love you too Jarvis!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well, its not surprising that you aren't familiar with all of them... its not like you built a robot that tried to take out the human race after all. I'm not from your world's future...&amp;quot; James observes and then nods at his Sarah's comments. &amp;quot;We do have a lot more points of history in common,&amp;quot; he says, &amp;quot;It seems like her group of friends are all half-siblings of mine. We even both have a son of Hawkeye in common.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tony flushes slightly at the declaration of Toph's love for him, and seems relieved when Jarvis announces that the delivery driver has just passed the front gate. He clears his throat and bounces up, moving briskly for the tunnel out to intercept the pizza in the driveway. But he pauses, only a few steps up the ramp. &amp;quot;/Hawkeye/ has a kid too?&amp;quot; Now that he... can almost believe. For all that Clint claims not to have any action going on, he's pretty sure the guy has to be a secret player. &amp;quot;What's his name, Bullseye?&amp;quot; he jokes. &amp;quot;Hold that thought, I'll be right back.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;It takes only a minute or so to jog to the top of the ramp, collect the pizza and wings, sign an autograph for the driver -- that happens more often than he can keep track of -- and return, bolstered by the wafting scent of meat and cheese and spicy sauce.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So it seems kind of like our worlds are in the same family, maybe even genus. Definitely separate species.&amp;quot; He does know some basic biology, take that Banner. &amp;quot;At least the Avengers /existed/ in yours, in... some form or another.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James smirks because any time he tells somone Barton's name he remember's Pym's response ot hearing it the first time. &amp;quot;Actually he goes by Hawkeye... but his /name/ is Francis.&amp;quot; And then there is the smell of pizza and he approaches the box ready to take a slice as soon as Tony opens it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;CJ actually. Clint Jr.&amp;quot; Sarah says with a shrug, Fortunately Tony runs out of the room before She has to explain that they all have hero names too. The Pizza will make a good distraction from that, She jumps down and heads towards it like it's magnetized When he returns with it. &amp;quot;YES! Kalamata Olives! So much better than black olives!(They're actually kinda purple)&amp;quot; She cheers as she opens the box, she's not waiting for Tony, &amp;quot;Jarvis Listens!&amp;quot; She says sarcastically, implying that Tony doesn't &amp;quot;I knew he was more than a calucator!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tony calls across to one of the bots, &amp;quot;You. Paper plates.&amp;quot; And he barely has time to set the box down on the workbench before Sarah's tearing into it. Well, it DOES smell good. Real pepperoni, oh yeah. &amp;quot;Careful, this stuff can be habit forming,&amp;quot; he warns with a grin.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am a fairly sophisticated human language interface,&amp;quot; Jarvis agrees demurely, but also notes, &amp;quot;as my creator programmed me.&amp;quot; Never hurts to stroke the boss's ego a little. He can always tear it down later.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So listen, speaking of Avengers,&amp;quot; Tony continues, a little bit awkwardly, but he can't think of any other way to broach the topic of semi-official business after getting that huge information dump. &amp;quot;Uh, I went ahead and set up a secure frequency a while ago that I figured on the team using when we want to talk about... you know, us stuff. Since you guys are kind of... well, on /related/ teams anyway, I can hook you up with access too. If you want.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James was right there also and when the box opened he had a slice -- without the olives though he did snatch one off a slice to try... and he did manage to swallow it despite the disgust on his face as he ate it. He's half-way though the slice -- making appreciative noises over the first experience of real pepperoni -- when Tony offers the secure frequency. &amp;quot;Sure,&amp;quot; he says, nodding after swallowing a bite, and then immediately takes another bite.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Really?&amp;quot; Sarah replies in surprise. The look on her face showing that she's suddenly regretting all the jabs she taken at Stark since they met. &amp;quot;That's.. really nice of you Tony. All we've really done is mooch off your food and your house.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Oh Right, there's pizza! That'll make her feel better. She finally snags a peice and bites into it, fumbling for a plate with her other hand. She gives James an odd look for a moment, &amp;quot;You can choke down tofu-roni but you can't handle exotic olives? More for me!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:301|Tony Stark (301)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'll have to spring for New York pizza next time,&amp;quot; Tony observes wryly. Maybe some of those red velvet cupcakes from the shop on Ninth that Pepper loves so much, too. &amp;quot;And hey, what can I say, I'm more MATURE than a few jibes and a little mooching.&amp;quot; He gives Sarah a little wink to show there's no hard feelings, though. &amp;quot;I told you I'd make you like me, BabyCap.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>2458/Sarah's Recovery</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/15 |Location=Njorun Station - Medical |Synopsis=Following the battle at the Caverns of Prophecy (2453/TZ: Battle Under The Mountain|seen ...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|Location=Njorun Station - Medical&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Following the battle at the Caverns of Prophecy ([[2453/TZ: Battle Under The Mountain|seen here]]) Sarah Rogers is recovering at Njorun Station's medical center. She is attended by Frederica and briefly visited by her semi-half-brother James Rogers.&lt;br /&gt;
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah's lying in in a hospital bed, a stoic look in her face that tries to hide the amount of pain. Her head's bandaged, Her midsection is bandaged, and her right thigh looks like it may have had some minor surgery. She occasionally plays with the in room video screen, trying to get the thing to connect to something outside the medical center, like online games! Fortunately her Union comlink is still working, which gives her cause to crack a smile every now and then.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It would be easy to mistake Frederica for another of the nurses that come and go, because... well, she is one. Not an actual educated nurse but a trained and registered field medic with all the right permissions and authorizations to enter most areas of Medical and deliver what assistance the properly educated people need. For over a year this was almost exclusively cleaning and bandaging the patients, or feeding them... which might explain the girl's almost-sharp almost-rebuke earlier on the radio.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It's not until she speaks that Sarah might realize who her newest visitor is. &amp;quot;Well, good evening Miss Rogers. And how are we feeling today?&amp;quot; she says, perhaps smirking JUST a little at the too-pat words.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Frederica's voice may sound a little familiar to Sarah, but it's always been over the radio, and she's got Nurse Lingo down perfectly. So naturally that's what she assumes the other girl is. &amp;quot;I'm sorry.. I've been terrible.&amp;quot; She croaks, &amp;quot;I know I'm a terrible patient. I've never been in the hospital before! I'll try to be nicer! I Promise!&amp;quot; She pauses and takes a pained breath. &amp;quot;Honestly? It hurts.. all over. But other than that I'm doing okay I guess?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Frederica laughs at Sarah's distress, something which no real nurse ought to do. The laugh isn't entirely unkind, but it's still there. The psychic girl reaches out, putting her hand on Sarah's gently. &amp;quot;We understand, BabyCap.&amp;quot; she says, not moving to take her hand away. &amp;quot;I can't do much about the pain. My healing doesn't work that way, though there's medication you can get for that. But I can increase your body's natural healing rate. If ... well, if I can make it work. If not, we just sit here a short time and have a pleasant talk, okay? I promise, I've never set a patient on fire yet.&amp;quot; Frederica claims cheerily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James walks into the room Sarah was assigned carrying a pair of bags. Concern for her is clearly showing on his face. &amp;quot;Sis, I brought you some entertainment and some...&amp;quot; he says and then mock whispers as he adds &amp;quot;...contraband.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Babycap!?&amp;quot; Sarah repeats in surprise, sitting up in bed and apparently oblivious to the pain it causes, &amp;quot;Who told you..?&amp;quot; She winces as the cost of the quick movement hits. &amp;quot;You're Frederica!&amp;quot; She's both surprised and thrilled, She honestly wasn't expecting a visitor! &amp;quot;Hi!&amp;quot; She grins and settles back down.. slowly. &amp;quot;Thank you for coming, I'd be happy for just the company, and if you *do* set me on fire, I doubt I'll notice it on top of everything else.&amp;quot; She states the last part flatly, &amp;quot;You were kidding about that, right?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Oh wow, another visitor, and this one's family, from a certain point of view. &amp;quot;Hey -- James.&amp;quot; She has to stop herself from saying Bucky. &amp;quot;Contraband? I'm honored!&amp;quot; She grins.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Frederica is, despite her outward brashness, a kind and gentle person. She just acts like she isn't. &amp;quot;And yes, I'm sort of joking about the fire. It's true I use fire, but fire is warmth, which is life. It's why we're warm-blooded, and also why we get fevers. I just have to link with you first, so I can make sure I don't give you too much energy or put it in the wrong place. Have no fear, it's not a mind reading sort of thing. I might feel a bit of what you feel, you might feel what I feel, but that's really rare and nothing to worry about.&amp;quot; she says.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Frederica glances up when James enters, and she doesn't look quite so kindly when she regards him. He's a boy after all, even if he's Chris Rogers' son. It's probably not his fault though. &amp;quot;Welcome, James.&amp;quot; she says grudgingly. &amp;quot;Don't disrupt the healing please... though you can sit down if you like. As long as your ... half-sister is comfortable, that's what counts. You can even take her other hand if you like.&amp;quot; she offers. &amp;quot;Just not me, please. Linking with one person is hard, but two people is beyond my abilities... possibly.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I hope this won't interrupt the process,&amp;quot; James says as he sets the first plastic bag down on the the table next to Sarah's bed, it is full of paperback books -- the offered entertainment. He adds, &amp;quot;I don't know the quality of these books but they were what I was able to find on short notice.&amp;quot; The books are romance novels, not the trashy kind but the kind that mothers might openly give their teenaged daughters, which he picked up somewhere. He then pulls a paper bag from the other plastic bag labled wtih black and white checker pattern. &amp;quot;Its a burger and fries,&amp;quot; he says, adding, &amp;quot;I was told that this place makes the best fast-food french fries,&amp;quot; as he sets the bag down next to the bag of books.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sort of joking. yeah that's comforting. &amp;quot;Huh.. In most stories I've heard healing's always water based magic, but that makes a lot of sense.&amp;quot; Sarah muses. &amp;quot;I'm willing to try it, just tell me what I need to do.&amp;quot; She glances over towards James' gifts, &amp;quot;Can I just get a bite of that hamburger first?&amp;quot; She asks hopefully.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She gives the romance novels a suspicious look, but seems genuinely grateful for them. &amp;quot;I was always kind of a tomboy growing up.&amp;quot; She admits, &amp;quot;But I'll take them. Anything's better than staring up at the ceiling!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I've had training by Phoenix, the Healing Flame. Sort of.&amp;quot; Frederica explains. Not training as such, just a few suggestions that allowed a troubled girl to let go of a piece of the fear that was blocking her. Really, the healing was always something Frederica could do. Psychic power depends in part on your aptitudes, and in part on your desires. Her desire was always to turn her flame aptitude to something helpful rather than destructive.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;This isn't magic though. This is psychic power. Mind-based manipulation of energies and the surrounding world.&amp;quot; she explains patiently. &amp;quot;I suppose you COULD have some of that burger, but it'd really work best if we BOTH had some. Perhaps we should split the fries?&amp;quot; she suggests hopefully. This MAY be the truth, it may be a lie. Who can say? Either way, she doesn't seem too upset at James for bringing 'contraband', once it's explained what it really is.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James grins at Fredrica's response and then says. &amp;quot;I can't stay...&amp;quot; and then he cuts off Sarah's attempt to interrupt him. &amp;quot;No, I really /can't/ stay. The nurse out there said she was going to time my visit and if I'm much longer she'll be coming in with a stunner to drag me out of here.&amp;quot; Yes, he's partially joking but... which part. &amp;quot;Thank you for taking care of my sister, ma'am,&amp;quot; he says to Fredrica and then heads for the door.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah peers at James in disbelief when she's cut off, &amp;quot;What could you have possibly done to that nurse that I haven't already!?&amp;quot; She says with a twinge of guilt. &amp;quot;But you need to go, I get it semi-bro. I'll be alright, at least until I burst into flame.&amp;quot; She grins, then focuses of Fred, &amp;quot;You keep saying things like Kind of, and Sort of. Yet somehow I'm still willing to trust you. Is that another Psychic power?&amp;quot; She's looking quite suspicious when Frederica asks to split the Burger, but the truth is she probably couldn't eat the whole thing in her current condition anyway.&amp;quot; She reaches over, only wincing a little and pulls the bag over where She and Fred can both get at it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Unless it has to do with energy flows, it's not my sort of psychic power.&amp;quot; confesses Frederica. &amp;quot;No mind reading, no projection. You just be simply beguiled by my overwhelming charisma.&amp;quot; she says with a complete lack of modesty. Either she's joking, or by damn she thinks highly of her social skills...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah's reaction does warm Frederica to her. Then again, Frederica often warms to girls. It's boys that give her fits. She nods encouragingly at Sarah's gesture, then reaches out to help. &amp;quot;It helps the link the more we share a frame of reference.&amp;quot; she explains. So she WAS serious about the fries. Probably.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The healing itself will be nothing terribly special. Frederica might flinch at one point, but that won't necessarily mean anything without a reason behind it. She doesn't let the flinch stop the process. Shortly after, a gentle warmth will flow into Sarah, pooling in her wounds, feeling a lot like the warmth of a soothing bath or hot spring. No pain added, no smoke. No pain taken away, for that matter, but the warmth will endure and speed up the healing process considerably. Hospital stay will continue of course, but it'll be shortened.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Charisma's important for psychics, especially the fake ones.&amp;quot; Sarah teases, and nibbles on her half of the burger and a couple fries. &amp;quot;Whatever helps the link, or hunger!&amp;quot; She replies before laying back and letting Frederica work on her. If asked Sarah would disagree about the lack of pain relief. Her wounds do feel a little better in the way that a dip in a sauna or a heating pad might help. &amp;quot;I don't know what you did.. but *something's* different.&amp;quot; She smiles. &amp;quot;I think I'll actually be able to sleep though the night now. Thank you!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Frederica seems more than a little pleased that the healing works well. &amp;quot;You're the one healing. I just gave your cells the energy they'll need to do it.&amp;quot; she explains with an uncharacteristic modesty. Yes, actual pseudoscience here, not just magic.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She reaches back, stretching. One of the things she rarely tells her patients is just how good a sense she gets of their hurts. It's better than they realize, and probably better than they'd be comfortable with her knowing. Best to just keep that aspect of her power, unpleasant as it is, a secret. Pain, after all, is nothing to someone with a properly-disciplined mind.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;And thank you, by the way, for sharing.&amp;quot; Frederica grins conspiratorially. &amp;quot;I'll perhaps come by a little later, and leave you something in return? You need to keep your strength up to heal properly after all!&amp;quot; she says with a wink.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah lets out a yawn, she doesn't even bother to try and stop it. &amp;quot;Makes sense to me.&amp;quot; She murmurs. She probably doesn't even care what Fred just said. &amp;quot;Your welcome.. if you want to finish the rest of the burger go ahead. I'm just going to try and get some sleep! But if Bucky asks, tell him I scarfed the whole thing down, okay?&amp;quot; She grins and lays back, starting to close her eyes, &amp;quot;James! I meant James!&amp;quot; She corrects herself while she's got he chance.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>2453/TZ: Battle Under The Mountain</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/14 |Location=Caverns of Prophecy (CP) |Synopsis=Sarah Rogers (with mercenaries Rocket and Groot) lead an assault on the Confederacy held Ca...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|Date of Scene=2015/06/14&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Caverns of Prophecy (CP)&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Sarah Rogers (with mercenaries Rocket and Groot) lead an assault on the Confederacy held Caverns of Prophecy target zone defended by Gaius Van Baelsar and his legion. It was a close battle but the day was won for the Union by Rocket!&lt;br /&gt;
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The Caverns of Prophecy have been under the Confederates control for some time. On a switch of patrols some of the XIV Legion has decided to lend a hand in keeping the area safe, but they are on edge given who is also present among them...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Their leader, their Legatus, Gaius Van Baelsar.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The dark armored figure with crimson red leather-like cloth walks among the lower part of the mountain. He watches over the entrance to the Mountain leading up to high Caverns above, knowing going up so high is a dangerous journey even for an Elite. While he in the past has had many battles above and within-- they are never his choice of conflict as it places a great deal of stress on the Magitek.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;As he walks the path with casual, calm steps his void-lens eyes are ever watchful of what could be present, yet he is a mortal man under all that armor. The right timed strike could catch him off guard or grabbing his general attention could also work. As any trained eye will see, he is the largest threat here today at the Caverns of Prophecy for those wanting to take it for Union control.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;As Sarah's been learning more about the state of the Union and it's place in the Multiverse, she's felt an increasing itch to do something useful to help. Having received a tip that The Caverns of Prophecy might not be very well guarded at the moment. Also that Racoon-like being, (Don't call him a Racoon!) She met in last night's expedition has been gushing over some toy he found in the Armory. She suggested a place he could test it out, and offered a few credits from her cut of the profits as motivation to come along.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She's got her small party hunched behind a rocky outcroppinng, with Groot doing an amazing impression of a perfectly normal tree. &amp;quot;There, That guy looks like the only guard, I'll knock him off his feet, Then you guys do your thing!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;With that she steps out from behind her hiding place and hurls Mjolnir at Gaius's feet.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Rocket was happy to take Sarah's offer of a job and of course brought along a small arsenal -- a grenade launcher, a new EM blaster rifle picked up the night before, his favored 'canon' and a couple of pistols just in case. He and Groot also both are wearing bandoleers of high tech grenades to use (or in a few cases, perform first time field tests with) that can either be thrown by hand or fired from the launcher.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;While they wait for Sarah to call the attack Groot focuses his attention on the Legions while Rocket splits his between that and confirming everything he brought with him is in 'just' the right position. He then cocks the grenade launcher as Sarah speaks, reading a sonic grenade for firing even as Groot prepares another for throwing.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;After Sarah throws her hammer at the nearby guard Groot throws his grenade with enough force for it to travel deep into the ranks of the XIV Legion and Rocket fires off his laungher aiming into the same mass at a closer -- but safe for him -- distance.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The Mjolnir impacts the ground at Gaius' feet. The explosion of the impact knocking him off his feet as it catches him off guard. His metal armored body slams into a rocky cropping and he lands onto the ground in a three prong crouch. His gaze looking to the woman whom the hammer belongs too.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Gaius shoves off the ground in a rotation before landing back on his feet with the Heirsbane coming in his grasp. He spins himself around to point the blade's edge down toward Sarah, before pulling the trigger on the Gunblade. With a flicker of blue from the barrel of the weapon three bullets blast out of for her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Legion themselves are easily knocked aside, but when Rocket aims his grenade launcher, Gaius can only snap his attention around in time to see the burst. He activates his Magitek Protect Shield just in time to protect himself from most of the force, but the explosive impact cracks, then shatters the the Magitek field like glass of wisps exploding out around the Legatus.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;His left hand then aims a Rocket before there was a blast of blue Ceruleum from the Gauntlet launcher. each plasma shell races for the Racoon and goes to explode on impact with a blue bloom of fire.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah plants her shield in the ground, and crouches behind it as she senses the incoming fire. It's a bit more than she expected, and vibranium can only absorb so much energy before it's forced to release it. She's flung backwards as her shield rings like a bell, leaving cracks in the ground and dribble of blood coming from somewhere underneath the girl's hair.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Since she was launched into the air, she elects to stay there. calling Mjolnir back to her hand and then whirling it around with a metallic hum and she charges it up for a proper attack. When she launches it this time, she's aiming for that black gem in Gaius' chest.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;As the plasma shots arc towards Rocket and Groot, Groot intervenes to take the majority of the hit -- leaving scorch marks on his bark -- but the spill over gets to Rocket. &amp;quot;Aargh!&amp;quot; Rocket calls out as the plasma dances across his body momentarially. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Rocket 'drops' the launcher, allowing it to fall at his side on its sling, and brings forth the new EM blaster while stepping out from behind Groot. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Taking only a moment to aim, Rocket squeezes out a shot directly at Gaius.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Gaius steps around as he watches the strange woman decide to stay in the air. &amp;quot;Hm.&amp;quot; At last he vocalizes something with a perhaps hint of intrigue. Yet she does not stay on the interest for long as he is quickly back in the focus of the battle.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Once Sarah unleashes the hammer toward him, he uses the Hiersbane blade to deflect it away. The force though does cause a bit of a jarring effect which almost off foots his balance. The Legatus then levels a few plasma shots in her direction, but this leaves him open to Rocket who's own bust shots slam across his backside.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The impact sports scorch the metal, but also causes the Legatus to loon in his direction. There was a low rumble from the Legatus as there was then a blue line dragged around from his left Gauntlet as he went to face them, before firing a shot into that Ceruleum line.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Once the bullet impacts the line, it suddenly blasts forward with the speed of the bullet, cutting and exploding against everything in its wake.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I do not know whom you both are, but you have chosen your own fate by attacking here.&amp;quot; The Legatus warns to them both. &amp;quot;Turn away now and I may take mercy upon this transgression.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah easily dodges most of the plasma bolts by merely zig-zaging in the air, then she gets cocky and pauses to stick her tongue out at Gaius as the last one catches her in the thigh.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Ow! Watch where you're pointing that thing! I dunno who you are either but we kind of need this place back. It's nothing personal!&amp;quot; She sounds a little annoyed as Gaius's tone suggests she's supposed to know who he is.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She's calling the hammer back to her hand as she retorts the taunt, and starts spinning it up until it's crackling with lightning this time. She watches Gaius' movements, taking the battle more seriously now and waiting for the right moment to fling the hammer again.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Having lept in front of Groot, Rocket takes the brunt of the wave blade and is knocked back into his friend's shin. Seeing a trickle of blood at the corner of Rocket's mouth sends Groot into a rage and -- after a subtle indication from Rocket that he'll be ok for now -- he steps over and past Rocket and starts attacking invidual Legionairs. His general tactic seems to be to snatch them from the ground by their heads and shake them before tossing them aside!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Taking a moment to recover from the latest attack, Rocket mutters &amp;quot;You show'em big guy&amp;quot; in Groots direction and then, while twisting a dial on the EM rifle to increase its inensity, he leaps up on top of a nearby rock and fires a burst of beams at Gaius. &amp;quot;I'll retreat when I'm good and ready to, not when a puffed up robot-wanna-be tells me to!&amp;quot; he screams while his face is lit from the glow of the repeated bolts of blaster fire.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The Legatus doesn't really reply back to the woman, as this was war. There was no reply needed to be given. The hammer though is thrown and he attempts to deflect it away again. This was /not/ a wise idea this time as the force was far greater and the electrical surge races over the metallic form of the armor.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;While the Cermet is not a great conductor, it still wrecks havoc on him and the force of the hammer knocks him back several feet, causing him to lose his balance and roll along the ground. Slowly the Legatus picks himself up and looks to her. His hand spins the blade. &amp;quot;As you wish.&amp;quot; He says calmly to them both. When Rocket opens fire, he spins around and uses the Gunblade to deflect several of the shots, before returning fire with an ammo switch on his next step in rotation that explode on impact.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He then turns his attention back to Sarah and races for her with far greater speed then someone with armor on should be able too. With a leap he impacts a rock, before following it up on another ledge to get some distance. He comes in on Sarah quickly in the air, before coming to impact her with his metal fist. Hoping to knock her down on the ground.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah tries to get some more altitude when she sees Gaius leaping up towards her, but he's *much* faster than she was expecting and gets a metal gauntlet hard to the face, succeeding in plowing her into the ground. She brings her shield up protectively, But she's dazed and disoriented and can only hope she's got it facing the right way.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She starts calculate her situation as she to staggers back to her feet. There are no lives at stake here beyond her own, Rocket and Groot's. It wouldn't be a terrible loss if they had to retreat, but her head's starting to clear and she still feels like she's got fight left in her. On top of that She's got Gaius in melee range now.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She swings Mjolnir at him, and follows that up with a close range shield bash. Both attacks are aimed at the same side of his body, even if they don't do much damage, she's hoping she'll get Gaius's back to Rocket and keep his attention focuses on her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Rocket doesn't flinch as the shot fired at him misses him, hitting the rock he is standing on. Splinters of the rock go semi-balistic and hit him in the exposed arms and leg, leaving bloody streaks behind. Part of why he didn't flinch is because he was looking at the gun trying to figure out what happened. &amp;quot;Darn it, turned it /down/ instead of up!&amp;quot; he exclaims as he corrects his mistake.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Lets try this again, sucker!&amp;quot; he yells as he opens up another blast of blaster fire at the Imperial Legatus.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Gaius goes to block Sarah's attack with a painful grunt, as her shield and hammer impact his arms which cracks the metal-- perhaps cracking more then that inside. This leaves him open for Rocket's shots to impact him on the backside, which scorch the metal and he almost kneels; Almost.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;With a low rumble of disgust for this situation, he ignores all pain in his arms and then goes to flip himself away from Sarah, before swings his sword around for downward cleaving slash. Then with a step around there was a click from his gauntlet as the spheres change inside.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;With a blue glow from his Gauntlet there was a flicker of blue before a heavy blast is sent out from there and it was easy to tell by the recoil and how he acts just a smidge-- that was a bit painful.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah's getting tired, She's trying not to show it, but as she swings her shield around to block the Legatus's sword she succeeds only keeping the bade from plunging into her neck, which might have been fatal, to slicing her hard in the side. She grits her teeth and refuses to cry out. And hey, the pain's spread around a little more evenly now. That's a plus right?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Oh no.. you're not getting away that easy.&amp;quot; She sneers, spinning the hammer up again until it arcs lighting. She hurls it again, but hangs onto the strap and plows towards Gaius. Mjolnir in one hand and the Star Shield in the other.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Rocket's feeling the pain of the injuries. While not a single one is a major wound they are beginning to add up. The tip of his gun lowers briefly as he ponders a retreat and then Sarah shows signs of actually being dedicated to this fight. Up comes the gun and out comes a plan. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Meenwhile, Groot has been continuing to work his way though the legion. However, he pauses in his efforts to toss a fragmentation grenade in Gaius' direction when Rocket yells, &amp;quot;Now!&amp;quot;. At this same moment, Rocket he opens fire at the armored Confederate with the EM Blaster Rifle.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah Rogers slams into the Legatus with enough force it sends him back, tumbling head over heels, rolling over on his side, before he manages to flip back up on his feet as he continues to slide back even then as his metal boots plant themselves against the ground. &amp;quot;You are an impressive warrior.&amp;quot; The Garlean says calmly, hiding the pain he was in. &amp;quot;I commend you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He flourish the Heirsbane once more. &amp;quot;For this battle will be one I shall remember.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Legatus goes to charge in for Sarah again, perhaps starting to show his fatigue in the battle. Forgetting of the threat of the Racoon, which was a poor mistake. It is only when he spots the frag grenade and then hears the now does he realize the trouble.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The frag grenade explodes and the Legatus jumps into the air. Rocket aims his shot well, but the Gaius was quick to control his armored form while up there to where the blast skims past his arm, burning apart the kevlar weave.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Gaius then lands back down on his feet sliding back a bit. His gauntlet powers up the Ceruleum charge, he creates a blue line once, but this time twice before making an X pattern. &amp;quot;My name is Gaius Van Baelsar.&amp;quot; He aims into the glowing X held their by the energy in its creation. &amp;quot;And you both have done well, but I do believe this is where it ends for one us...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;With a shot into the X, it blasts forward, racing across the gap between both, becoming almost like a piercing round of Ceruleum that not only scorches what it goes by, but on solid impact explodes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah's sent hurling back by the blast. The Shield is probably the only reason she's still alive. But the look in her eyes shows that the worst injury of all is the one to her Ego. She slides backwards across the cavern, rolling over a few times, then yelping in pain as she tries to get up, &amp;quot;Rocket.. we're pulling out.&amp;quot; She gasps, pulling herself up to face Gaius one last time. She's got one trick left, but it's more to cover their retreat than an attempt to finish Gaius off. She slams Mjolnir hard against her shield, the reaction causing a shockwave to erupt The looser rocks and debris in the area come tumbling down. If one doesn't pay attention they're likely to get a pile of stone on top of them.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;When Sarah calls a retreat Groot immediately begins to do so, moving back toward's Rocket's position while brushing advancing soldiers away with idle sweeps of his lengthening arms. &amp;quot;I am Groot!&amp;quot; ((Rocket, I am returning to you!)), he beellows.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Rocket on the other hand, seems to have other ideas, grunting in pain as he returns to his feet he yells out, &amp;quot;Don't come back with any unspent grenades!&amp;quot; at Groot and begins to level his EM blaster in Gaius' direction again. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Groot gets the point and activates every grenade on his bandoleer at once with a special button rigged for this by Rocket and throws the whole belt at their opponent and then turns and breaks into a run towards his friend who, as the spinning belt descends towards Gaius' position, opens fire one last time with his rifle.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The Shockwave and combination of grenades, along with EM shots force the Garlean to activate his defenses again. The force of the shockwave did shove him against the side of the mountain, then explosives going off, along with the shots build a massive dust cloud around him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;When everything settles it was hard to say if they had one or lost. It is only when the dust settles down is the Legatus still standing there. Parts of his armor missing, cuts across his body with blood trickling down his arm, yet--- that man was still standing.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The void lens in the left eye had been shattered, showing the stare down with his gold eye toward them. He should fall over. He should retreat, but Garleans--- Garleans do not ever retreat and they never surrender -- unless forced the brink of no other option. For failure-- failure was something Gaius Van Baelsar could not abide by.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;His hand tightens on the Heirsbane before he starts to walk out from the dust. His weapon rises as he gaze darkens with pure predatory stare like a hungry wold. His index finger comes to rest on the trigger and fires off Ceruleum shots crossing between the two, before following it around with a spin step of them blasting his Ceruleum charged shots at them both.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He was ragged--- but he was still going...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah limps towards the exit. Something's already broken that makes even flying painful, and she really wishes she knew what it was. and then those bolts come flying her way. She manages to deflect most of them with her Shield. but one nails her in the thigh again, the same one she left exposed back when she was treating this like a game.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She crumples to the floor. too exhausted even to cry out, and continues to crawl towards the exit. She's a little annoyed with Rocket. She considers herself the leader after all. but She didn't really expect him to be great at following orders either.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Sarah manages to drag herself outside the cave and slump up against the rock wall near the exit. She hopes that damn racoon will listen and follow her out. At least Groot has a good head on his shoulders.. branches. Whatever.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;While Groot is retreating and closing on Rocket's position, he also knows better than to get in Rocket's way when he is pointing a weapon down range at any sort of target. &amp;quot;I am Groot?!&amp;quot; ((Sarah ordered a retreat, what are you doing?!)) he bellows at his friend anyway.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Rocket pays no mind to the orders from Crusader. Nor does he bother acknowledging Groot's repitition of them. Instead, hoping that the legion will take their leader and depart if he can just make the man fall down, he yells &amp;quot;Eat hot plasma Mr. Van Baelsar!&amp;quot; as he opens fire one last time -- ready to drop behind the rock and haul tail (literally!) if this gambit fails.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The Garlean pushes himself one more time and charges at Rocket, he goes to avoid the shot, but it hits him just right that it impacts one of the exposed lines. Blue Ceruleum sprays out from the line and Gaius' static HUD goes haywire with warnings.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He ends up teleporting directly past Rocket, which all the raccoon will see; along with Groot; is a blue flame of a flash in front of them. It wouldn't be long till what remains of the Legion also start to pull out. Looks like Union had won the day, even by the skin of their teeth.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Perhaps the way Rocket maybe likes it? However such victory for them and the hang of defeat for the Garlean Leader only means that Gaius Van Baelsar knows he will have to take more action again. Union will pay...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;As the Confed forces retreat, Rocket and Groot stroll out to Sarah. &amp;quot;So, I won the day for you. You promised us a paycheck, right?&amp;quot; Other than the scorch marks, Groot seems relatively uninjured -- just scorched in a few places and some new notches in his bark which are already showing signs of closing. On the other hand, Rocket is doing a real good job to hide the level of pain he is feeling -- not totally successfully but he is managing to seem mostly nonchalant.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah speaks into her comlink, sounding completely exhausted. &amp;quot;This is Sarah Rogers requesting reinforcements to hold The Caverns of Prophecy. A medical evac is required as well. One Human, One Colossal Arborform, One Raccoon. All need medical attention.&amp;quot; She puts an odd twist on the word Racoon. kind of sarcastic, kind of proud. She knows Rocket hates it, but he disobeyed orders.. and won the day. &amp;quot;I'm proud of you soldier.&amp;quot; She says in an imitation of her father, &amp;quot;And yeah.. the check's in the mail.&amp;quot; She smirks faintly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Groot begins producing bandages from his own bark and starts to apply them to Rocket to cover his wounds. One side of these dressings is covered by a goopy sap that smells slightly fruity while it is exposed to the air. &amp;quot;I am Groot?&amp;quot; ((May I help you too, Sarah?)) he asks her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Remembering from last night that Sarah can understand Groot, Rocket simply leans back against his friend's leg and says, &amp;quot;Somewhere along the way he learned to make a fruity aniseptic material. Never could get him to tell me where he picked up that trick.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Shearah looks eagerly back at Groot and starts to nod, then realizes that hurts too. &amp;quot;Please do!&amp;quot; She winces, &amp;quot;Hey. Aspirin is basically Willow Bark right? Can you cook something like that up? Maybe a few dozen times stronger?&amp;quot; She lays back and lets Groot do what he can. and It's not too much longer before Union ships start emerging from the nearby warpgate to dispense troops and much needed medical personnel&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah looks eagerly back at Groot and starts to nod, then realizes that hurts too. &amp;quot;Please do!&amp;quot; She winces, &amp;quot;Hey. Aspirin is basically Willow Bark right? Can you cook something like that up? Maybe a few dozen times stronger?&amp;quot; She lays back and lets Groot do what he can. and It's not too much longer before Union ships start emerging from the nearby warpgate to dispense troops and much needed medical personnel&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>2379/Robot Exposure Therapy</title>
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|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Njorun Station - Cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=After a conversation on the Union Radio frequencies where Toph suggested that he meet with the Shinki Lizbet, James Rogers and she meet up at the Union mess hall at Njorun Station.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=309, 802&lt;br /&gt;
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet is currently sat on a table in the cafeteria, cross-legged. She has a couple of holographic screens in front of her, as well as a holographic keyboard. Currently she's... checking Twitter.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Apparently robots can be social media addicts too.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Every now and then she glances towards the entrances to the cafeteria, before looking at her screen again. She's obviously waiting for someone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James comes walking into the cafeteria, pausing at the entrance to see if anyone questions him about the pistol strapped to his thigh, the knife in his belt or the shield slung across his back. When nobody seems to even blink in his direction he walks in and looks around for the chow line. He proceeds there and gathers a healthy heaping of breakfast foods and then asks for and is given directions -- in the form of a quickly pointed finger -- towards the table the Shinki is camped out at. He approaches the table holding his tray between him and it and says, &amp;quot;Lizbet?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet looks up as James approaches. She seems surprised for a moment, before quickly regaining his composure. &amp;quot;Ah. Mister Rogers. Hello,&amp;quot; she says, softly - while reaching out for those holograpic projections in front of her. She makes a pinching motion with her thumb and ring finger at each in turn, which causes them to blip off.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She then stands up. &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot; Bow~&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James bows back to her, a little stifly and without taking his eyes off of her. He even manages to do it and keep the tray pretty well parallel to the floor. He then sets it down on the table between him and Lizbet and starts to sit down but then decides to wait for her to do so first. &amp;quot;Its been an unusual twelve hours, I hope you'll forgive me if I wolf down my food,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet doesn't take long to figure out he's waiting for her to take a seat again. So she sits back down, cross-legged once again. with her hands in her lap. &amp;quot;I can imagine. You shouldn't eat too quickly, anyway. You might choke.&amp;quot; She glances at the heaping pile of food for a moment, then holds her hand out to one side - summoning forth some sort of oversized (in relation to her) canteen. Which she promptly opens and takes a sip from.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James sits. His demeanor may be a little stiff but it may show that the reason he waited was out of curtesy... however forced it may have been. Before he starts to shovel down a large portion of the scrambled eggs like only a hungry teenaged boy seems able to do, he asks, &amp;quot;So... do you have to eat and drink,&amp;quot; having noticed the canteen, &amp;quot;Or is that... some other sort of fuel?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet watches as James just shovels food down his throat, trying her best not to smile. She's trying to keep her face in a neutral expression, damnit! &amp;quot;This is coolant,&amp;quot; she answers, taking another sip. &amp;quot;We don't radiate heat very well, but our components produce a lot of it. So we're liquid cooled.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;We run on electricity. Like a smart phone. I sleep in a charging cradle.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James chuckles after washing down a slice of bacon -- which he did actually chew properly -- with a swig of chocolate milk. &amp;quot;And...&amp;quot; he pauses to formulate the question polietely, &amp;quot;You're actually programmed and everything? You're not real at all?&amp;quot; And he fails completely. Socializing with robots was never something he even considered practicing....&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet stares at James for a few seconds. Literally, just... staring up at him in disbelief. &amp;quot;I like to think in the eleven-ish years I have been active, I've managed to progress beyond my pre-programmed defaults,&amp;quot; she says, diplomatically. She's pretty good at keeping a straight, stoic expression!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James frowns for a moment and then it dawns on him what he said. He immediatly flushes with embarassment and says, &amp;quot;Sorry,&amp;quot; to Lizbet. He then mutters something to himself while he eats some more eggs, this time with bacon broken up and stired into it, which anyone with experience with mouth-stuffed-teenaged-mumbling would understand to be a briefly repeated mantra of 'Robots are people too.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet can't help but laugh. It's a very genuine sound, much more human than you'd expect out of a robot. Actually, her entire demeanor is very humanlike... &amp;quot;It's true that our default personalities are a result of programming. Although our origins were more accidental than intentional.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James' face lights up at these comments as if realizing something that makes everything alright. &amp;quot;So,&amp;quot; he starts, &amp;quot;If I understand that right while you were originally a robot you are now more a person who happens to be mechanical rather than biological!&amp;quot; He holds back the rest of his thoughts: (Sort of like how a person shouldn't be compared to an ape.) He figures that might be a bit insulting.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet blinks, perplexed. She frowns, just a little bit. &amp;quot;If that helps you get your head around the concept that I'm a person, then fine.&amp;quot; She takes another sip from her jellycan. Mmmm, strawberry flavour. &amp;quot;I like to think I was a person from the moment I was registered, but I'm obviously biased.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James finishes his eggs and then slowly, almost delicately, nibbles at one of his remaining pieces of bacon. Seeming much more relaxed about the converstation, he asks, &amp;quot;How long have you been here...? in the Multiverse that is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet crosses her arms and looks thoughtful. &amp;quot;Well. My world unified approximately seven years ago. I kept to my own world for most of that, though. I only joined the UEF two point three years ago, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James nods and takes another swig of his milk. &amp;quot;My world unified yesterday afternoon,&amp;quot; he pauses and then asks, &amp;quot;I just realized I forgot to ask the recruiter if there are timezones here?&amp;quot; He laughs and adds, &amp;quot;How do you all keep track of everything going on?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet laughs. &amp;quot;I have thirty clocks running simultaneously at all times. Other people whose brains AREN'T computers probably just wing it.&amp;quot; She drains the rest of the coolant in that canteen, and licks her lips. &amp;quot;You will hear people wishing you a good morning at all hours of the day. Just go with it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James nods and then asks, &amp;quot;With all these warp gates around do people ever even think about distances?&amp;quot; He then starts in on The Last Piece Of Bacon with a reverance that makes the capitalization necessary for those observing him. Its as if he isn't aware of -- or at least isn't thinking about the fact -- that he could go back for seconds.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet shrugs her shoulders. &amp;quot;I always think about distances because I'm six inches tall. Everything's much bigger when you're six inches tall when everything is designed for people who are six -feet- tall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James frowns slightly and looks upwards for a moment while considering living in a world where most people were twelve times larger than him. After the brief pondering he looks back down at Lizbet. &amp;quot;But there are a large number of you, right? You have people your...&amp;quot; he doesn't want to say size, seems too impolite so he goes with... &amp;quot;scale that you can interact with, right?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet tilts her head to one side. &amp;quot;There are plenty of other Shinkis in the Union, yes. Also, I live in a magical fairy forest, so there's plenty of people around my scale there.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She pauses for a second. &amp;quot;No. Seriously. I live in a magical fairy forest. That isn't a joke.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She then continues: &amp;quot;But everything is still scaled for humans in the majority of the Multiverse. There's more human-scaled people than Shinki-scaled people.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Between growing up with an honest-to-goodness goddess as a sister and then everything that has happened in the last eighteen or so hours, a magical fairy forst is not that startling a thing,&amp;quot; James says. &amp;quot;I mean, who'd've beleived I'd be having breakfast with a tiny robot who was pleasant company after all?&amp;quot; Oh there he goes again, his expression quickly changes to show that he's afraid he's tasting ankle now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet gives a little grin. &amp;quot;Not many people believe in tiny robots. I've received a lot of confusion about how an AI can -fit- into a computer small enough to fit in my chest.&amp;quot; Seems she's intentionally ignoring the 'pleasant company' part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Looking releived, James gives a thankful smile to Lizbet before finishing off his chocolate milk -- giving himself a brownish milk mustache in the process. He chooses not to comment on the AI aspect there because he's trying hard to think of Lizbet as a 'spontaneous intelligence' more than an 'artificial' one. &amp;quot;Someone asked about Ultron on the radio earlier. If he ever does show up...&amp;quot; he sounds a bit concerned as he says, &amp;quot;Don't let him touch you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet gives a two-fingered salute. &amp;quot;Stick to ranged weapons, got it.&amp;quot; She then stands up, streeetching. She tosses the canteen over her shoulder - and it vanishes in a flash of white light. &amp;quot;This has been... entertaining. But I need to get back home so I can make lunch for my Master.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It was... eye opening for me, thanks,&amp;quot; James says. He also stands as she does. He then says, &amp;quot;I'd offer to shake your hand but... since I'd just grab you in that case I guess that's not very polite.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet holds up one hand. &amp;quot;Finger,&amp;quot; she demands, with a stoic expression.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James can't help but smirk as he finds it a bit humorous, but he extends his right hand to Lizbet, pointer finger extended towards her. &amp;quot;Alright.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet takes his finger in her hand, and shakes it once. She then takes a few steps back, grins, and leaps into the air. Her armour materialises over her with a flash of white light, and with a burst of speed from her flight pack, she's gone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>2396/It's a trap!!</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/07&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Crystal Valley&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Confederacy members Vega and Project MORDRED try to capture Kyle Katarn. While they fail that, Vega manages to demolish a Rebel base despite the effort of Cirra Constantine and the Rogers Siblings (James and Sarah).&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=626, 675, 749, 778, 796, 802, 804&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;What do you /mean/ 'it's not working?' The beacon just went off with a priority alert a few hours ago at most.&amp;quot; Kyle says over commlink, just as he hops off the speeder bike he used to get here. The rebel agent turned Jedi scratches his head in confusion, kicking at the alert beacon in the middle of nowhere. All he gets is 'the beacon wasn't even supposed to be here' from the voice on the other line, a rebel officer who'd notified him before of the distress beacon.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;In the meantime, he sighs while things get straightened out, waiting and sitting around in the open.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Yeah, if this don't scream BOOBY TRAP nothing will.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:749|Vega (749)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; It is the nature of power, and of nature, to abhor a vacuum. Power fills gaps. Wherever more power can be found, no matter the form or the purpose, there are those with power who rush to claim that gap for themselves. Ever-expanding, ever-growing, power and its use often comes naturally to the powerful. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; The hidden Rebel Base in Crystal Valley is not, one might imagine, an obvious vacuum. After all, like many secret military bases, it is well-defended, well-kept, and well-protected, not only by its secrecy but by its forces. Most people would not - could not - imagine a heavily-fortified secret facility as a place where their power might be expanded. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; But Vega is not most people. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Indeed, it is arguable if he even can be considered *people* at all. The Dictator of Shadowlaw is a presence, a presence of pure, sick, and expansive evil that seems to fill the hallways of the base as he floats through them, his cape falling about his body like a sheathe for a deadly, deadly weapon. A vast and twisted grin is plastered upon his face as he hovers above the floor. Around him float liberated Rebel weapons, glowing with a malevolent purple energy; behind him lay Rebel soldiers, broken and beaten. As he moves through the corridors, but one thought roots in his mind, but one overriding ambiiton fills his imagination. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; More power. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Power for its own sake. Power for the sake of more power, which is then itself turned to become more power. This base, Kyle Katarn - perhaps even his world itself - are merely fuel for the engine of ambition that wears the face of Vega. He is a perpetual machine, always spinning, always seeking. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; This base is an opportunity. One that, if exploited correctly, he intends to claim. And, of course, to share in those spoils with his current assistant. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; One must always reward allies. It keeps them allied, after all.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Kyle probably didn't need his precognition to recognize this was a trap. And it doesn't take long for big metal object to fall out of the sky, using only aero and lithobraking to slow his descent. The fifteen foot tall Glare-NT lands on feet and hands with quite a bit of noise, creating a minor crater. The surface of the Armour is still glowing from re-entry. As the machine turns towards Kyle, Project MORDRED's voice is broadcasted over various radio frequencies and through traditional audio waves. &amp;quot;You are under arrest for treason. Surrender now and I will spare you torture.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;In case Kyle is thinking about resisting arrest, he draws his broadsword, stepping forwards into a combat stance. &amp;quot;If you do not surrender, I will not hesitate to use force.&amp;quot; He sounds confident he can take this fight with ease, confident enough that he steps forward. &amp;quot;This is your only warning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cirra constantine has responsibilities as a Judge, mostly they are being the PRince's of Rahmu's bodygaurd, but sometimes she is sent out to scout out things in the multiverse that are of interest to the Kingdom. And one of those interests is the Allience to Restor the Republic, commonly know as the Rebel alliance. The al Cid administration has it's roots in rebuilding after overthrowing a tyrant, so they understand where the Rebels are coming from, even if they can't overtly support them because of Galianda politics.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;So th Judge (which the Confederacy seem to think is a Mercinary, and tha works fine for her) walks along the corridor of a 'blockade runner' class ship parked in the hangar of the Crystal Valley base. &amp;quot;I have but one question.&amp;quot; She turns to the rebel trooper escorting her, Judge helemt obscuring her features into an emotionless mask.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;If this is a consular ship, then where is the Ambassador?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And thats when a feeling of palpable evil washes over the base and the ship. Cirra puts one hand against the ships wall, &amp;quot;What was...&amp;quot; Even the trooper looks dizzy. Cirra doesn't wait, she turns and storms down the ramp of the ship and into the open hangar, just as Vega floatins in. Well that man looks ominous.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;5tThe Judge moves forward, picking up a blaster from a fallen rebel, glances over it and holds the stock to her shoulder as she start firing blaster bolts at the floating psychic hate engine.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James Rogers takes a convenient warp gate to the Crystal Valley area and pilots his quinjet to the rebel base bypassing Kyle and the descending hostile near the non-functional beacon. Quickly getting permission to land at the base the plane lowers to the ground and James disembarks at a run, shield strapped to his back as he enters the base to see where the trouble is.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Finding Vega, James unslings his shield and, in the same motion, activates the field generator build into it causing it to glow a dull red. Unsure the strength of his opponent he draws his standard issue stunner and fires at Vega -- aiming for a solid chest hit -- and braces his shield to be ready to defend himself from and response to his attack.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Inside, the rebels Vega hasn't immediately reduced to a pulp with his powers draw blasters while trying to get non-combatants to a panic room. Blaster fire from the DH-17 rifles riddle away at Vega, even as the Dictator destroys them entirely with but a thought.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Kyle isn't unaware of Vega's presence, but the gigantic mech arriving to chalenge him isn't above his notice. Calling for backup, the Jedi then unclips the lightsaber from his belt.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The meter length blade roars to life with a sharp hiss, and with an arcing hum Kyle adopts a stance. &amp;quot;You're not the first person to come after me with that one, but usually the Empire would send their own agents, not Fed toadies.&amp;quot; He says with a confident smirk.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Just as he's about to join the fight, an E-Web blaster spins up before unleashing a torrent of laser fire towards MORDRED, as rebels posted outside the base engage the mech alongside Kyle.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah pops out of the nearest warpgate at top speed, focusing on the Quinjet to help her figure out where to land. Once she's at the base she unsling's her shields and grips if firm in her left hand. Creeping quietly inside and following her alternate-universe's brother's path through the corridors, She pauses just around the corner from where James and Cirra are confronting Vega to asses the situation. &amp;quot;He doesn't look so tough&amp;quot; She murmurs smugly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Then she sees the blast door coming at her allies. her free hand goes her her necklace and instantly a large stone hammer appears in her hand, Which she quickly hurls at the door to stop, and maybe even reverse it's momentum.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Does it really matter who I work for?&amp;quot; Project MORDRED takes a step forward, and gets pelted with laser fire, pitting a few holes in the ablative protective outer layer of Glare-NT's armor, exposing the thicker inner layer beneath. He immediately responds, boosters in his Armour's feet accelerating towards this distraction as the Armour-sized broadsword is brought forward. It's, perhaps surprisingly, aimed at the weapon instead of those who aim it. A vertical slash to destroy the weapon.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Landing after making his attack, MORDRED once again addresses Kyle. &amp;quot;If these troops attack me again I will not hesitate to treat them as enemy combatants. My quarrel is not with them.&amp;quot; He keeps the sword in hand, not touching the long-arm on his back. &amp;quot;Don't you call yourself a Knight? Why are you bringing common troops into a matter between Knights, have you no sense of Chivalry?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:749|Vega (749)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;         Cirra, Sarah, and James enter the base, and the enemy combatant tilts his head to the side to look over his shoulder. Part of his terrible grin peeks over his shoulderpad. It is the grin of a man...no, of a monster, a monster who does not look upon them as people but as entertainment. It is the decadent grin of a monster who, for all the world may know, may have casually broken these Rebel soldiers for no purpose other than his own entertainment. His face is an unreadable mask of pure, unrestrained Evil, as if the face was merely an affectation for something else. But that grin is not the worst part. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         The worst part is his eyes. The windows to the soul are empty, blank, a pure and unsettling and unnatural white. The windows to the soul open on...nothing. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         As he turns his attentions upon his new enemies he seems to expand, though not physically - no, it is not his physical size but that dark and terrible presence that spreads through the hallways, swelling to fill them with his presence. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         As Cirra snatches the blaster upwards, and as James brings up his stun pistol, Vega's eyes blaze with purple light. He throws his hand backwards, and it, too, roils with ominous purple energy - and then so does one of the massive blast doors that's been attempting to close since the alarms started. A moment ago, it was jammed by a mechanical failure. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         Now, the wall crumbles as it's ripped free. The building shakes with the sheer force as Vega flings the blast doors down the hallway. They hurtle forwards, scraping the walls with sheer mass and force as heavy metal object acts as defense and offense alike. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         It is therefore something of a surprise to Vega when the Hammer of Thor, mighty Mjolnir, burrows directly through the blast door. The laser blast and the stunshot follow through the hole, streaking at him with remarkable speed. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         Vega drops to the floor, narrowly evading the triple strikes simply taking his head off. The hammer alone looked heavy enough to remove his skull; the laser and the stun blast would have merely been for good measure. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         The look of surprise quickly twists back into his trademark grin as he rises back into the air. Good. Good. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         Vega did so love a real challenge.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The blast doors tear free of their moorings just as Cirra and James' attacks are launched, barely making it past the sudden flying barrier. Well that's going to make finding workable cover harder. &amp;quot;Down!&amp;quot; She shouts to James and Sarah as she dives sideways in a roll behind some crates, popping back up immediatly into a run as the blast doors smash said crates to bits one of the crates contains more weapons. A larger E-web blaster goes flying through the air, and Cirra jumps up a stack of crates, grasping the weapon out of mid air and slings it under one arm.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;THe Judge twists in mid air as she comes down, and begins firing the squad support weapon with one hand, laying into Vega with the heavier blaster shots as she attempts to gauge just how powerfull he truely is.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The E-Web falls apart as the rebels are less lucky than Kyle, who manages to avoid getting cut apart by the massive blade the mech wields. Kyle frowns mildly, before he reaches out at a few barrels of volitile material. &amp;quot;Welcome to war, buddy boy. Chivalry's only up to snuff when it's a formal duel.&amp;quot; He says, before suddenly flinging the containers towards MORDRED.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As the containers make impact, they will no doubt keep Mordred distracted while Kyle closes the distance.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Force fills Kyle's body, and he flings himself up at MORDRED with lightsaber slashing downwards upon the mech's head.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Being new to the war, James follows orders and dives for cover. Having found some he extends his shield out so that there is a gap between the physical shield and the cover allowing him to gaze out though the red field at Vega as he slides his effectively useless stun gun back in its holster. &amp;quot;Who is this guy?&amp;quot; he asks as he watches for an opportune moment to try his shield.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Seeing an opening as Vega grins, he slings the shield so that it will ricochet off a wall then clip Vega in the ankle -- hopefully to knock him down -- and then bounce back to where James can catch it as it flys over his head.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;War is no excuse to ignore chivalry.&amp;quot; Project MORDRED gets that out before the volatile barrels explode on his Armour's back, blasting away most of the ablative layer there and even digging into the deeper layer of armour. The force makes him stumble forward, giving Kyle a good shot at Glare-NT's head, digging in deep and destroying some of the sensors inside the mechanical object. Fortunately, that's not a crippling disruption, backup sensors going online immediately, and Project MORDRED is not inside the head.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Project MORDRED likes fighting up close, and his monofilament broadsword is immediately moving upwards to catch Kyle as his motion goes back downwards again. &amp;quot;If you want to fight dirty, that's fine. I can stop holding myself back.&amp;quot; Thrusters in Glare-NT's feet assist a jump used to emphasize the force behind that sword swing.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah quickly loses the smug smile as she gets a better look at Vega. Almost, but not completely. Her opponent made the mistake of not keeping track of where Mjolnir ended up after it landed, and she uses this to her advantage when she calls it back to her hand, making sure it clocks Vega in the back of the head on the way back!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She can't help but grin a little but makes no assumptions that this is going to keep him down, and uses the few moments the trick gives her to assess her Allies' condition, &amp;quot;How're we doing?&amp;quot; She asks seriously as she brings her shield up protectively, expecting incoming pain any moment.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Fine by me, tinman.&amp;quot; Kyle says, before he begins to brace himself in defense of that swing. It's a big-ass sword MODRED is using, but Kyle's got enough muscle to not let his defense falter as he evades and defends against the strike, his lightsaber clashing against the monofilament broadsword. (It is a wonderful term to type, one might admit.)&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;His style goes from offense to defense, as he begins to try and test MORDRED's tactics, moving quick on his feet while he brushes up on his Soresu at the same time, lightsaber at the ready to deflect and nudge away the mecha's strikes. &amp;quot;Who /are/ you anyways? You're obviously not some oversized droid, that's for sure!&amp;quot; He says, tone conversational despite the tense situation.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:749|Vega (749)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; The blast doors past, Vega has no other immediate means of soaking blaster shots. The deadly lasers spray out from Cirra's borrowed gun, red splatters of light filling the air. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega roars, bringing up his hand; it pulses with that horrible purple light as his eyes do the same. He drops, his fist hammering into the ground. A blast of that bizarre purple light explodes upwards in front of him, colliding with several blaster bolts on a collision course for his face. The blaster bolts and the purple energy meet, and the blaster bolts explode, splintering through the air like a fireworks display against the purple blast. It's a marvelous display, but probably not the display Cirra was hoping for. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; But Vega's attention is focused on the much deadlier blasters. James' shield rebounds off the wall, leaving a heavy dent in the already-warped metal after the blast doors' passing. It bounds backwards, around the shield of purple fire, and crashes into Vega's legs, sending him spinning to the floor. This has the side-effect of bringing him face-first into Mjolnir, which sends him flipping the other way, a burst of ligtning roiling around the impact point on the way through. Vega lands on his face with a thud, and for a moment, they might even believe that the fight is over. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; For a brief, brief moment. But that Evil presence hasn't subsided. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Like a puppet being jerked off the floor by its strings, Vega twitches and rises. He dangles in the air, hovering back and forth as his cloak swirls about him. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He throws back his head and laughs. His arms fling outwards, sending his cape roiling about him. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; fg_m bg_n ++ m&amp;quot;&amp;gt;HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;!&amp;quot; Vega's laugh rolls through the halls of the building. It's the kind of laugh a normal person simply can't do, a laugh that resonantes and swells just like the Evil presence around him. Vega's laughter rings out like the tolling of a black bell as he slowly folds his hands back under his cape, letting it fall back around his body. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; His muscular fighter's body. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Toys,&amp;quot; Vega mocks as he floats forward, &amp;quot;You've brought children's toys against me. A child's arsenal against *me*. A sparking hammer, a glowing shield, and a little red gun.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He touches down. &amp;quot;Throw your toys away,&amp;quot; Vega warns, the malice in his voice, &amp;quot;And face me as warriors.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega rises into the air again, arms crossed imperiously over his chest, his cape flowing behind him. His monstrous grin spreads across his lightning-burned, bruised face as he rises, roiling with purple energy. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Then he slams down into the ground between them with the force of a bomb, both feet hammering into the ground, arms still folded over his chest. A shockwave of purple energy ripples out of the center, hammering against everything in its wake. A crater erupts in the floor around him, and probably the three intrepid Unionites, too; Cirra and James' cover goes flying, ping-ponging and shattering against the dented metal walls as they, too, begin to groan and strain from the stress. The ceiling shakes and quakes, chunks of it falling loose from above as the shockwave. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; This area of the base won't be able to take much more of this, that's for certain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did they not teach you heraldry where you're from?&amp;quot; MORDRED half-mocks, though he sounds aware enough that even if they did, Kyle wouldn't know this particular Heraldry. &amp;quot;Let me educate you. The sign of Earth at the center, Venus, and Mars above it. That's design of the High King, my father, King Arthur.&amp;quot; He makes probing strikes, not trying too hard to hit, not overcommitting, trying to read his opponent. He's skilled with the weapon. &amp;quot;The three-pointed label marks above it all me as the eldest son.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;When he finally seizes a perceived of opportunity to attack, he hits hard, while at the same time taken the time to finish his introduction. &amp;quot;My name is MORDRED.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James catches his shield just in time to position it to keep shrapnel from the exploding power unit he was using as cover from catching him in the face and he falls to one knee as the ground buckles beneath him. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;After a surprised grunt James returns to a standing position and calls out, &amp;quot;We need to coordinate better here but I don't know this guy or....&amp;quot; having noticed the additional damage his shield caused to the base's architecture a hint of regret can be heard in his voice &amp;quot;... this place obviously! Suggestions for me and Sarah, ma'am?&amp;quot; The question is obviously directed to Cirra who he is assuming to have more experience then him or his equally newly arrived 'semi-half-sister'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I'm a bad student.&amp;quot; Kyle quips back with the hint of a grin, &amp;quot;Slept through all that crap as a kid.&amp;quot; He taunts, using his smaller size to his advantage as he evades and defends. Eventually he manages a slide underneath Mordred, right between the mech's legs as he slashes downwards at the Jedi. His lightsaber slashes at one of MORDRED's legs, before following that up with a stab at the mech's ankle if he can.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I'm just a guy with a lightsaber, nobody special, yet.&amp;quot; He says, as if downplaying his own skills intentionally. That's got to sting, being wounded by a nobody in the middle of combat, a SQUISHY one at that.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Psychio Stomp impacts with the ground, and the shockwave sends Cirra flying backwards against the wall with a heavy *THUD* The Judge grits her teeth as she slides down the wall. Okay, the local weapons can't penetrate this guy's active defenses. &amp;quot;I much prefer the approach of the soldier.&amp;quot; She tosses away the E-web, it's too cumbersom now, and draws out sometihng that looks like a card.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cirra slams into into the ground. &amp;quot;THE. RAMPART!&amp;quot; Magical spikes shoot out of the ground, angeling towards Vega, thereating to stab through him, but most importantly, restrict his mobility on the ground. &amp;quot;SHIELD!&amp;quot; She shouts.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cirra lifts her light blaster carbine and fires it at James. Hopefully he got the message: reflect it back at Vega.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James grins and nods at instructions heard from his ear bud. He glances at the layout and turns his body slightly, positioning the shield so that Cirra's blaster shot hits it and rebounds at the monstrous 'man'. His angles, if he calculated them correctly in that instant he had to react, will have the bolt targeting Vega's face -- right between the eyes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;With Glare-NT's legs significantly damaged, MORDRED activates thrusters in the main body of his Armour, compensating for his reduced land mobility by taking to the air. &amp;quot;I read the files. You're someone special, otherwise you'd already be dead.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound confident that he's right in this. The statement did hurt, somewhat. He sheathes the Monofilament Broadsword while hovering around ten feet above ground. &amp;quot;Don't think you're getting away this easy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then, he draws the XTE Lancepack. He mounts the longarm in its proper position, locked under his Armour's shoulder and aimed with one hand, the other hand in a defensive blocking position. &amp;quot;Can you fly, nobody the fugitive traitor?&amp;quot; Energy starts to build up rapidly at the tip of the lance, before being released as a fast-paced superheated plasma blast.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah hangs back a moment to watch the blaster fire ricochet into Vega's face as she starts whirling Mjolnir around with a metallic hum, preparing it for another assault. &amp;quot;I don't play with toys.&amp;quot; She quips back in annoyance. She hurls the hammer again, but hangs onto the strap, sending herself plowing into Vega at ridiculous speeds.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;There was a method to her madness that she didn't have time to explain to her comrades. She wants Vega focused on her while they continue the assault from behind. Hopefully they'll see the opportunity.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Let's find out!&amp;quot; Kyle says, before he runs like hell towards the speeder bike he'd earlier abandoned. He jukes and jives, avoiding MORDRED's fire as he hops on. THe vehicle roars to life, and Kyle then begins to speed off, only to make a 180 and hurdle towards MORDRED at top speed.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;His lightsaber remains activated, and he makes a pass as he slashes at Mordred's leg once he's in range.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;And MORDRED responds to that by accepting Glare-NT's legs will need significant repairs once this is over, he lets the saber hit, he even increases the velocity of the impact. The motion is aimed somewhere, however. The goal is to get a large mass of solid metal otherwise known as his Armour's foot right into Kyle's face. Trying to force a choice, abandon the attack or deal with the consequences. &amp;quot;Reckless.&amp;quot; He says, hopefully right after demonstrating why it is.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:749|Vega (749)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; They're clever. Cirra's Rampart spikes stab out of the ground, punching through Vega's chest and out the other side. Blood spills out of the wounds, and, as he coughs, from his mouth. It soaks into, and mingles with, his blood-red uniform. Then Sarah smashes him in the stomach with Mjolnir, ramming him up along the spikes with a crack of thunder and a blast of lightning. His head twitches up just in time to see the blaster bolt hit him in between the eyes. The strike burns black and smolders as his head, arms, and legs go limp, pinned like some great red-and-black butterfly. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega's lip trembles. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm127&amp;quot;&amp;gt;ENOUGH&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; A pulse of purple power explodes outwards with his roar, corroding metal and twisting wall and floor. That he's even still alive is likely a horror unto itself. But the sadistic grin, blood rolling down his lips, as he grabs the spikes in his massive, meaty hands and simply *thrusts* himself off of them, tearing himself away from Cirra's pin and leaving gaping holes in his own body, is likely far, far worse. Again, he dangles in the air, swaying this way and that like a puppet as if regaining his own focus. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;You are children.&amp;quot; Vega's low voice rolls through the field with palpable menace as undented plates start to twitch and warp, covered in purple energy. That malicious force rolls off him in waves, pouring outwards like a violet, violent fog. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;You are children fighting a god. And I grow tired of you.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega clenches his fist in front of him. &amp;quot;THE END HAS COME! KNEEL BEFORE MY &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm127&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PSYCHO POWER&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm127&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PSYCHO PUNISHER&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He vanishes. The purple force does not. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He reappears behind Cirra. A massive, meaty fist comes sprawling for the back of her neck. The impact, should it find its mark, blasts outwards with a shockwave of Psycho Power, to punch through her very body. Before she can turn, Vega vanishes again, reappearing behind James. A second meaty fist comes down at his head, the same roiling psycho power effect pulsing through his fist. Again, before James can retaliate, Vega is gone, this time above Sarah; two meaty hands full of purple power come hammering down on her in a reverse haymaker, backed by massive arms, superhuman strength, and purple shockwave. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Again, he disappears. When he reappears next, it is once more behind James, his fist swinging upwards for James's stomach. And again, this time in front of Cirra, at her skull. And again, he appears above Sarah, his feet slamming down as if to pound her into the dirt with pure psychic energy. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. Over and over, they are subjected to the punishing, crippling blows of the Psycho Punisher, the explosive force of his Psycho Power, and the instantaneous motion of his teleportation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And then, mercifully, it ends. Vega appears, not behind any of them, but in front of them, floating down to the ground, arms crossed over his bleeding chest. Purple fire burns around his eyes as he hovers, his toes pointed downwards. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Die.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He raises a hand, and closes it into a fist, and the ceiling falls above them as the purple fog that's been filling the stage simply reaches up and drags it down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Reckless, but effective. Kyle grins as he makes a hard left, evading the droid's stomp as he slashes as far as he can reach out, only to make a very quick turn with the speeder again. This time, he makes another charge at the droid's back, ramping it to fling itself up high while Kyle deactivates his lightsaber, and suddenly lets off a gout of electricity from his fingertips. It's not quite the Sith lightning the EMperor is best known for, but it's definitely a nasty surprise for Mordred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Electricity finally overwhelms the limited self-repair systems that allowed MORDRED to compensate for the damage Glare-NT is taking, and perhaps even worse, his flesh gets a taste of it through his Neurohelm. He manually sets thrusters to full, flying backwards as he sets up one more shot. One more attempt to disable this slippery bugger as he considers his odds of success versus the resources that further fighting would cost him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah gets slammed into the ground with the first attack, letting out a yelp of pain that she quickly forces out of her mind. She shakily raises her shield to try and fend of the next attacks, but they just keep coming, and coming! The Vibranium helps, but Vega's likely caught onto that, so she ends up getting pummeled from multiple direction. The only thing she can do is just roll with the punches, and whatever the hell that purple crap is. She lets herself go ragdoll-like until it;s over, barely managing to raise her shield again in time as the ceiling comes down on her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She hasn't been in this much pain before. She's far tougher than an normal human and she's actually bleeding! It takes her a moment, but she gets up. Pop never quit when he was down and Sarah's not going to either! &amp;quot;You Babble too much!&amp;quot; She spits at Vega. &amp;quot;Enough with the Parlor tricks!&amp;quot; She swings Mjolnir at him with all the strength she has left. &amp;quot;Fight me!&amp;quot; She snarls, following up with what would normally be a left hook were it not for the Star Shield in her hand, &amp;quot;One way or another we're finishing this now!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Vega is still alive, still /fighting/. Cirra's eyes widen slightly behind the helmet's red visor. Then he dissappears, &amp;quot;Teleportation-&amp;quot; Alexander Academy teaches that if an enemy can disappear - or teleport - then the first palce they'll go for is your back. Cirra begins turning, reaching for something else in mid air, but hte psycho power is too strong, too fast. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Punched in the side of the neck, Cirra goes flipping end over end until she smashes through a piel of crates, scattering them everywhere as she lands, &amp;quot;Ghk!&amp;quot; Jude armor si sturdy though, even the under suit is designed to spread out magical impacts, it probably saves her from a broken neck. When Vega reappears, it's over her prone form, slamming into her horned helmet like a pile driver, hard enough that the floor behind her head dents inwards. That ought to just about finish her off even before the ceilign begins to shake.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Get...into..&amp;quot; Black smoke starts to leak out of her armor. &amp;quot;-/ship/!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cirra unsteadily rises to both feet as blood on her armor starts to evapourate, turning itno more smoke. A crystaline sword appears in one hand as her eyes glow golden through the red visor, and she surges forward. Ceiling falling behind in her wake as the psycho power tears it down from over head.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cirra doesn't like to use the Law blade outside Galianda, it's too much of a tell - or will be in the future, but now, she uses it like an over sized fencing blade, charging in at Vega with speed fueld by turning her own blood into Magic Particles.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Slamming the weapon's point forward a dozzen times in half a second, she passes Vega, kipping up on to a wall to run along it for several seconds before diving udner the body of the Consular Ship.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The moment Vega vanishes James is trying to get a bead on where he is. At the first sound of impact behind him -- Vega punching Cirra -- he turns his head to look that way which allows him to catch the barest hint of a warning when Vega appears behing him...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;If he possessed superhuman reflexes, perhaps James could have completely dodged the overhand punch... but no. However, his reflexes were sufficient to parry the first punch by raising his shield up to meet it... knocking him back about a yard in the process.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then Vega is in front of him suddenly and he takes a solid gut punch which lifts him into the air and sends him flying a few yards where he tries to land in a crouch but ends up on one knee again. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Next Vega is at his side and again James nearly takes a hit but manages to get his shield between him and his assultant who vanishes after the next punch. Winded from the gut punch James finds a corner to brace himself in leaving Vega with no target other than the shield. *CLANG* James is pushed back into the wall and only has enough time to brace again before another and another until Vega tries to bring the roof down upon him. Between a quickly raised shield and being in a corner with two support walls on either side, James only ends up standing amid rubble instead of burried beneath it.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Again James tosses his shield, putting every bit of effort he can behind it, but instead of going for any fancy bounce shots the glowing metallic super-frisbee is aimed to strike Vega's dominant arm's shoulder blade. &amp;quot;Child /that/ you jerk!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Of course, despite his cockiness, Kyle was inevitably going to end up suffering for his arrogance in this fight. The bike is hit by a plasma blast from MORDRED's lance, causing it to let off smoke as he loses control of the speeder bike. &amp;quot;Guhk!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;He's about to slam into the mountainside before he leaps off the vehicle, lightsaber extinquishing as he makes a tumble across the ground. Ow. Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW. /Ow./&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Bruised and scorched from all this excitement, Kyle forces himself to stand, wobbling as he reactivates his lightsaber in the event Mordred begins to pursue him to finish the job.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;It was a good hit, maybe Vega will be able to finish it off, but with all the damage Glare-NT has taken, outlook of success is poor. &amp;quot;Next time I'll get you!&amp;quot; MORDRED promises, or threatens, as emergency escape thrusters go into full power. &amp;quot;Don't think I'll forget this, traitor!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:749|Vega (749)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Sarah and James attack in unison, swinging their weapons at Vega's massive body. His right arm comes up to meet James's shield, the spinning beam grinding against purple fire and a heavy metal band. His left arm does the same against Sarah's swing of the hammer, then the shield, the low un-sound of Vibranium meeting metal and supernatural power ringing out through the decimated halls. The force of it is deafening on both sides, and, even through the shield of purple fire wrapped about his arms, the metal bands bend inwards, digging into Vega's flesh. Lightning erupts from the Thunder God's hammer as it struggles against the furious power of Vega's psychic might, thunder meeting un-sound and cancelling itself out into an eerie silence that sweeps through the collapsing hallway. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; As the ceiling crumbles around them, Vega's fury mounts. And the angrier he gets... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Well, James and Sarah undoubtedly have some experience with individuals who grow more powerful from negativity. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, with his arms pinned, he's open to Cirra's furious strike. Fuelled by Law, by blood, and by magic, the Judge Blade stabs into Vega's back over and over, hammering new holes in his body. More blood spills forth from his mouth as he doubles over, presumably in pain. Vega has not bled in a very long time. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; It is...exciting. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega tears his arms free of James and Sarah's shields, flinging himself backwards as Cirra goes for the ship. James' shield goes spinning off past him, as if it had never lost any momentum, and presumably will return to James if James so wills it. The Dictator of Shadowlaw hovers for a moment, watching them thoughtfully. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He is bloody. His body will need severe rejuvenation, or perhaps full-out abandonment. The children have injured him for the moment, and that annoys him, and MORDRED has not been able to capture Kyle Katarn, and that frustrates him. Vega draws on the anger, on the pain, on the hurt and frustration, dragging it into himself. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He throws out his hands, and the power pours out of him. The shockwave rips through the halls of the Rebel base, starting with the torn and twisted durasteel of the hallway they were fighting in. It shudders, shaking, and the walls topple inwards upon themselves - and possibly James and Sarah. With those walls already bent and broken, the base starts to shake. Proximity alarms and warning lights start going off as the supporting hallway crumbles to bits. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And with the supporting hallway down, the rest of the base isn't far behind. Secret bases, after all, are easy to collapse, in order to protect their secrets from the enemy. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega does not care about their secrets. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He cares about destruction. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; As the building starts coming down around them, Vega gives them a last, lingering look. Upon MORDRED's confirmation of retreat, he vanishes in a burst of purple fire, leaving his image etched into the air in that same violet energy for a brief moment. Then it, too, dissipates.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah falls back and rolls towards her alt-u brother. using her shield to help protect the both of them from the rest of the base collapsing around them. When the dust settled, the rubble isn't much of a problem to dig her way out of, even as tired as she is. &amp;quot;Yeah.. you better run.&amp;quot; She murmurs as she drools blood onto the ground, helping James up and starting to limp her way towards Cirra's ship&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James accepts Sarah's help up and then retrieves his shield from a few feet away before following along behind her, holding his right arm across his aching stomach as he slings his shield behind his back after turning it off, wincing slightly at the movement.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It isn't really Cirra's ship, it was the rebellion's. But it serves to prevent falling debris. The Judge limps her way up the boarding ramp and collapses against the wall, sliding down the side. Theres environmental systems in here, so theres no fear of suffocating from dust, and debris blocking the air.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Kyle carries himself to the ship, slumping besides Cirra with a heavy sigh. Giving some calls over the Union bands, he then closes his eyes, clutching his side with a pained grunt. &amp;quot;Kriff, that's going to ache in the morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah gets James to the ship, then heads back into what's left of the base to search for any more survivors. She'd prefer to just collapse into bed for the next three days, but she's got to make sure the job's done first. Once she's sure everyone who can be saved is out, She makes her way back to the transport again, electing to let it carry her to safety rather than trying to fly to a warpgate on her own.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;On the way to the ship James glances in the direction of his quinjet. The mangled ruins of the plane can be seen sticking out of the rubble of the base around it. He sighs, &amp;quot;Tony's going to have my hide over the loss of that when I ask him to send me a new one.&amp;quot; He starts to setting into a seat and decides instead to start tending those injured more than himself as Sarah brings them aboard.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Just as the dust billows outward on the facility, the clouds all dart sideways as a ship descends from above, baring Union colors. It's a pretty generic dropship that vaguely resembles one of Terran make. It hovers, then quickly descends as an appropriate landing spot is selected. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From within the ship a dozen or so elephant-sized utility mecha deploy, chicken-legged looking numbers with massive pincers mounted on their arms. Each sport an open cockpit. Immediately, the operators guide them into the debris and start moving the rubble, freeing survivors as needed. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Following the mecha are a dozen Union EMTs to include Kyra Hyral. She walks for a few moments like she's actually in charge of the operation before a senior Union medical staff officer steps out of the ship behind her. A pout flashes across her face and she rushes in, unshouldering a massive grenade-launcher looking gun off her back.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As th Rogers come up the ship's ramp, Cirra pulls off her helmet, letting her long silver hair spillout as she leans against the bulkhead. &amp;quot;You two worked excellently out there.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>2396/It's a trap!!</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: created for Kyle&lt;/p&gt;
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|Date of Scene=2015/06/07&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Crystal Valley&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Confederacy members Vega and Project MORDRED try to capture Kyle Katarn. While they fail that, Vega manages to demolish a Rebel base despite the effort of the Rogers Siblings (James and Sarah).&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=626, 675, 749, 778, 796, 802, 804&lt;br /&gt;
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|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;What do you /mean/ 'it's not working?' The beacon just went off with a priority alert a few hours ago at most.&amp;quot; Kyle says over commlink, just as he hops off the speeder bike he used to get here. The rebel agent turned Jedi scratches his head in confusion, kicking at the alert beacon in the middle of nowhere. All he gets is 'the beacon wasn't even supposed to be here' from the voice on the other line, a rebel officer who'd notified him before of the distress beacon.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;In the meantime, he sighs while things get straightened out, waiting and sitting around in the open.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Yeah, if this don't scream BOOBY TRAP nothing will.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:749|Vega (749)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; It is the nature of power, and of nature, to abhor a vacuum. Power fills gaps. Wherever more power can be found, no matter the form or the purpose, there are those with power who rush to claim that gap for themselves. Ever-expanding, ever-growing, power and its use often comes naturally to the powerful. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; The hidden Rebel Base in Crystal Valley is not, one might imagine, an obvious vacuum. After all, like many secret military bases, it is well-defended, well-kept, and well-protected, not only by its secrecy but by its forces. Most people would not - could not - imagine a heavily-fortified secret facility as a place where their power might be expanded. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; But Vega is not most people. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Indeed, it is arguable if he even can be considered *people* at all. The Dictator of Shadowlaw is a presence, a presence of pure, sick, and expansive evil that seems to fill the hallways of the base as he floats through them, his cape falling about his body like a sheathe for a deadly, deadly weapon. A vast and twisted grin is plastered upon his face as he hovers above the floor. Around him float liberated Rebel weapons, glowing with a malevolent purple energy; behind him lay Rebel soldiers, broken and beaten. As he moves through the corridors, but one thought roots in his mind, but one overriding ambiiton fills his imagination. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; More power. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Power for its own sake. Power for the sake of more power, which is then itself turned to become more power. This base, Kyle Katarn - perhaps even his world itself - are merely fuel for the engine of ambition that wears the face of Vega. He is a perpetual machine, always spinning, always seeking. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; This base is an opportunity. One that, if exploited correctly, he intends to claim. And, of course, to share in those spoils with his current assistant. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; One must always reward allies. It keeps them allied, after all.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Kyle probably didn't need his precognition to recognize this was a trap. And it doesn't take long for big metal object to fall out of the sky, using only aero and lithobraking to slow his descent. The fifteen foot tall Glare-NT lands on feet and hands with quite a bit of noise, creating a minor crater. The surface of the Armour is still glowing from re-entry. As the machine turns towards Kyle, Project MORDRED's voice is broadcasted over various radio frequencies and through traditional audio waves. &amp;quot;You are under arrest for treason. Surrender now and I will spare you torture.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;In case Kyle is thinking about resisting arrest, he draws his broadsword, stepping forwards into a combat stance. &amp;quot;If you do not surrender, I will not hesitate to use force.&amp;quot; He sounds confident he can take this fight with ease, confident enough that he steps forward. &amp;quot;This is your only warning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cirra constantine has responsibilities as a Judge, mostly they are being the PRince's of Rahmu's bodygaurd, but sometimes she is sent out to scout out things in the multiverse that are of interest to the Kingdom. And one of those interests is the Allience to Restor the Republic, commonly know as the Rebel alliance. The al Cid administration has it's roots in rebuilding after overthrowing a tyrant, so they understand where the Rebels are coming from, even if they can't overtly support them because of Galianda politics.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;So th Judge (which the Confederacy seem to think is a Mercinary, and tha works fine for her) walks along the corridor of a 'blockade runner' class ship parked in the hangar of the Crystal Valley base. &amp;quot;I have but one question.&amp;quot; She turns to the rebel trooper escorting her, Judge helemt obscuring her features into an emotionless mask.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;If this is a consular ship, then where is the Ambassador?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And thats when a feeling of palpable evil washes over the base and the ship. Cirra puts one hand against the ships wall, &amp;quot;What was...&amp;quot; Even the trooper looks dizzy. Cirra doesn't wait, she turns and storms down the ramp of the ship and into the open hangar, just as Vega floatins in. Well that man looks ominous.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;5tThe Judge moves forward, picking up a blaster from a fallen rebel, glances over it and holds the stock to her shoulder as she start firing blaster bolts at the floating psychic hate engine.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James Rogers takes a convenient warp gate to the Crystal Valley area and pilots his quinjet to the rebel base bypassing Kyle and the descending hostile near the non-functional beacon. Quickly getting permission to land at the base the plane lowers to the ground and James disembarks at a run, shield strapped to his back as he enters the base to see where the trouble is.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Finding Vega, James unslings his shield and, in the same motion, activates the field generator build into it causing it to glow a dull red. Unsure the strength of his opponent he draws his standard issue stunner and fires at Vega -- aiming for a solid chest hit -- and braces his shield to be ready to defend himself from and response to his attack.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Inside, the rebels Vega hasn't immediately reduced to a pulp with his powers draw blasters while trying to get non-combatants to a panic room. Blaster fire from the DH-17 rifles riddle away at Vega, even as the Dictator destroys them entirely with but a thought.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Kyle isn't unaware of Vega's presence, but the gigantic mech arriving to chalenge him isn't above his notice. Calling for backup, the Jedi then unclips the lightsaber from his belt.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The meter length blade roars to life with a sharp hiss, and with an arcing hum Kyle adopts a stance. &amp;quot;You're not the first person to come after me with that one, but usually the Empire would send their own agents, not Fed toadies.&amp;quot; He says with a confident smirk.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Just as he's about to join the fight, an E-Web blaster spins up before unleashing a torrent of laser fire towards MORDRED, as rebels posted outside the base engage the mech alongside Kyle.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah pops out of the nearest warpgate at top speed, focusing on the Quinjet to help her figure out where to land. Once she's at the base she unsling's her shields and grips if firm in her left hand. Creeping quietly inside and following her alternate-universe's brother's path through the corridors, She pauses just around the corner from where James and Cirra are confronting Vega to asses the situation. &amp;quot;He doesn't look so tough&amp;quot; She murmurs smugly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Then she sees the blast door coming at her allies. her free hand goes her her necklace and instantly a large stone hammer appears in her hand, Which she quickly hurls at the door to stop, and maybe even reverse it's momentum.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Does it really matter who I work for?&amp;quot; Project MORDRED takes a step forward, and gets pelted with laser fire, pitting a few holes in the ablative protective outer layer of Glare-NT's armor, exposing the thicker inner layer beneath. He immediately responds, boosters in his Armour's feet accelerating towards this distraction as the Armour-sized broadsword is brought forward. It's, perhaps surprisingly, aimed at the weapon instead of those who aim it. A vertical slash to destroy the weapon.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Landing after making his attack, MORDRED once again addresses Kyle. &amp;quot;If these troops attack me again I will not hesitate to treat them as enemy combatants. My quarrel is not with them.&amp;quot; He keeps the sword in hand, not touching the long-arm on his back. &amp;quot;Don't you call yourself a Knight? Why are you bringing common troops into a matter between Knights, have you no sense of Chivalry?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:749|Vega (749)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;         Cirra, Sarah, and James enter the base, and the enemy combatant tilts his head to the side to look over his shoulder. Part of his terrible grin peeks over his shoulderpad. It is the grin of a man...no, of a monster, a monster who does not look upon them as people but as entertainment. It is the decadent grin of a monster who, for all the world may know, may have casually broken these Rebel soldiers for no purpose other than his own entertainment. His face is an unreadable mask of pure, unrestrained Evil, as if the face was merely an affectation for something else. But that grin is not the worst part. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         The worst part is his eyes. The windows to the soul are empty, blank, a pure and unsettling and unnatural white. The windows to the soul open on...nothing. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         As he turns his attentions upon his new enemies he seems to expand, though not physically - no, it is not his physical size but that dark and terrible presence that spreads through the hallways, swelling to fill them with his presence. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         As Cirra snatches the blaster upwards, and as James brings up his stun pistol, Vega's eyes blaze with purple light. He throws his hand backwards, and it, too, roils with ominous purple energy - and then so does one of the massive blast doors that's been attempting to close since the alarms started. A moment ago, it was jammed by a mechanical failure. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         Now, the wall crumbles as it's ripped free. The building shakes with the sheer force as Vega flings the blast doors down the hallway. They hurtle forwards, scraping the walls with sheer mass and force as heavy metal object acts as defense and offense alike. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         It is therefore something of a surprise to Vega when the Hammer of Thor, mighty Mjolnir, burrows directly through the blast door. The laser blast and the stunshot follow through the hole, streaking at him with remarkable speed. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         Vega drops to the floor, narrowly evading the triple strikes simply taking his head off. The hammer alone looked heavy enough to remove his skull; the laser and the stun blast would have merely been for good measure. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         The look of surprise quickly twists back into his trademark grin as he rises back into the air. Good. Good. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;         Vega did so love a real challenge.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The blast doors tear free of their moorings just as Cirra and James' attacks are launched, barely making it past the sudden flying barrier. Well that's going to make finding workable cover harder. &amp;quot;Down!&amp;quot; She shouts to James and Sarah as she dives sideways in a roll behind some crates, popping back up immediatly into a run as the blast doors smash said crates to bits one of the crates contains more weapons. A larger E-web blaster goes flying through the air, and Cirra jumps up a stack of crates, grasping the weapon out of mid air and slings it under one arm.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;THe Judge twists in mid air as she comes down, and begins firing the squad support weapon with one hand, laying into Vega with the heavier blaster shots as she attempts to gauge just how powerfull he truely is.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The E-Web falls apart as the rebels are less lucky than Kyle, who manages to avoid getting cut apart by the massive blade the mech wields. Kyle frowns mildly, before he reaches out at a few barrels of volitile material. &amp;quot;Welcome to war, buddy boy. Chivalry's only up to snuff when it's a formal duel.&amp;quot; He says, before suddenly flinging the containers towards MORDRED.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As the containers make impact, they will no doubt keep Mordred distracted while Kyle closes the distance.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Force fills Kyle's body, and he flings himself up at MORDRED with lightsaber slashing downwards upon the mech's head.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Being new to the war, James follows orders and dives for cover. Having found some he extends his shield out so that there is a gap between the physical shield and the cover allowing him to gaze out though the red field at Vega as he slides his effectively useless stun gun back in its holster. &amp;quot;Who is this guy?&amp;quot; he asks as he watches for an opportune moment to try his shield.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Seeing an opening as Vega grins, he slings the shield so that it will ricochet off a wall then clip Vega in the ankle -- hopefully to knock him down -- and then bounce back to where James can catch it as it flys over his head.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;War is no excuse to ignore chivalry.&amp;quot; Project MORDRED gets that out before the volatile barrels explode on his Armour's back, blasting away most of the ablative layer there and even digging into the deeper layer of armour. The force makes him stumble forward, giving Kyle a good shot at Glare-NT's head, digging in deep and destroying some of the sensors inside the mechanical object. Fortunately, that's not a crippling disruption, backup sensors going online immediately, and Project MORDRED is not inside the head.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Project MORDRED likes fighting up close, and his monofilament broadsword is immediately moving upwards to catch Kyle as his motion goes back downwards again. &amp;quot;If you want to fight dirty, that's fine. I can stop holding myself back.&amp;quot; Thrusters in Glare-NT's feet assist a jump used to emphasize the force behind that sword swing.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah quickly loses the smug smile as she gets a better look at Vega. Almost, but not completely. Her opponent made the mistake of not keeping track of where Mjolnir ended up after it landed, and she uses this to her advantage when she calls it back to her hand, making sure it clocks Vega in the back of the head on the way back!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She can't help but grin a little but makes no assumptions that this is going to keep him down, and uses the few moments the trick gives her to assess her Allies' condition, &amp;quot;How're we doing?&amp;quot; She asks seriously as she brings her shield up protectively, expecting incoming pain any moment.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Fine by me, tinman.&amp;quot; Kyle says, before he begins to brace himself in defense of that swing. It's a big-ass sword MODRED is using, but Kyle's got enough muscle to not let his defense falter as he evades and defends against the strike, his lightsaber clashing against the monofilament broadsword. (It is a wonderful term to type, one might admit.)&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;His style goes from offense to defense, as he begins to try and test MORDRED's tactics, moving quick on his feet while he brushes up on his Soresu at the same time, lightsaber at the ready to deflect and nudge away the mecha's strikes. &amp;quot;Who /are/ you anyways? You're obviously not some oversized droid, that's for sure!&amp;quot; He says, tone conversational despite the tense situation.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:749|Vega (749)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; The blast doors past, Vega has no other immediate means of soaking blaster shots. The deadly lasers spray out from Cirra's borrowed gun, red splatters of light filling the air. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega roars, bringing up his hand; it pulses with that horrible purple light as his eyes do the same. He drops, his fist hammering into the ground. A blast of that bizarre purple light explodes upwards in front of him, colliding with several blaster bolts on a collision course for his face. The blaster bolts and the purple energy meet, and the blaster bolts explode, splintering through the air like a fireworks display against the purple blast. It's a marvelous display, but probably not the display Cirra was hoping for. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; But Vega's attention is focused on the much deadlier blasters. James' shield rebounds off the wall, leaving a heavy dent in the already-warped metal after the blast doors' passing. It bounds backwards, around the shield of purple fire, and crashes into Vega's legs, sending him spinning to the floor. This has the side-effect of bringing him face-first into Mjolnir, which sends him flipping the other way, a burst of ligtning roiling around the impact point on the way through. Vega lands on his face with a thud, and for a moment, they might even believe that the fight is over. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; For a brief, brief moment. But that Evil presence hasn't subsided. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Like a puppet being jerked off the floor by its strings, Vega twitches and rises. He dangles in the air, hovering back and forth as his cloak swirls about him. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He throws back his head and laughs. His arms fling outwards, sending his cape roiling about him. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;&amp;lt;span class=&amp;quot; fg_m bg_n ++ m&amp;quot;&amp;gt;HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;!&amp;quot; Vega's laugh rolls through the halls of the building. It's the kind of laugh a normal person simply can't do, a laugh that resonantes and swells just like the Evil presence around him. Vega's laughter rings out like the tolling of a black bell as he slowly folds his hands back under his cape, letting it fall back around his body. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; His muscular fighter's body. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Toys,&amp;quot; Vega mocks as he floats forward, &amp;quot;You've brought children's toys against me. A child's arsenal against *me*. A sparking hammer, a glowing shield, and a little red gun.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He touches down. &amp;quot;Throw your toys away,&amp;quot; Vega warns, the malice in his voice, &amp;quot;And face me as warriors.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega rises into the air again, arms crossed imperiously over his chest, his cape flowing behind him. His monstrous grin spreads across his lightning-burned, bruised face as he rises, roiling with purple energy. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Then he slams down into the ground between them with the force of a bomb, both feet hammering into the ground, arms still folded over his chest. A shockwave of purple energy ripples out of the center, hammering against everything in its wake. A crater erupts in the floor around him, and probably the three intrepid Unionites, too; Cirra and James' cover goes flying, ping-ponging and shattering against the dented metal walls as they, too, begin to groan and strain from the stress. The ceiling shakes and quakes, chunks of it falling loose from above as the shockwave. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; This area of the base won't be able to take much more of this, that's for certain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Did they not teach you heraldry where you're from?&amp;quot; MORDRED half-mocks, though he sounds aware enough that even if they did, Kyle wouldn't know this particular Heraldry. &amp;quot;Let me educate you. The sign of Earth at the center, Venus, and Mars above it. That's design of the High King, my father, King Arthur.&amp;quot; He makes probing strikes, not trying too hard to hit, not overcommitting, trying to read his opponent. He's skilled with the weapon. &amp;quot;The three-pointed label marks above it all me as the eldest son.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;When he finally seizes a perceived of opportunity to attack, he hits hard, while at the same time taken the time to finish his introduction. &amp;quot;My name is MORDRED.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James catches his shield just in time to position it to keep shrapnel from the exploding power unit he was using as cover from catching him in the face and he falls to one knee as the ground buckles beneath him. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;After a surprised grunt James returns to a standing position and calls out, &amp;quot;We need to coordinate better here but I don't know this guy or....&amp;quot; having noticed the additional damage his shield caused to the base's architecture a hint of regret can be heard in his voice &amp;quot;... this place obviously! Suggestions for me and Sarah, ma'am?&amp;quot; The question is obviously directed to Cirra who he is assuming to have more experience then him or his equally newly arrived 'semi-half-sister'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I'm a bad student.&amp;quot; Kyle quips back with the hint of a grin, &amp;quot;Slept through all that crap as a kid.&amp;quot; He taunts, using his smaller size to his advantage as he evades and defends. Eventually he manages a slide underneath Mordred, right between the mech's legs as he slashes downwards at the Jedi. His lightsaber slashes at one of MORDRED's legs, before following that up with a stab at the mech's ankle if he can.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I'm just a guy with a lightsaber, nobody special, yet.&amp;quot; He says, as if downplaying his own skills intentionally. That's got to sting, being wounded by a nobody in the middle of combat, a SQUISHY one at that.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The Psychio Stomp impacts with the ground, and the shockwave sends Cirra flying backwards against the wall with a heavy *THUD* The Judge grits her teeth as she slides down the wall. Okay, the local weapons can't penetrate this guy's active defenses. &amp;quot;I much prefer the approach of the soldier.&amp;quot; She tosses away the E-web, it's too cumbersom now, and draws out sometihng that looks like a card.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cirra slams into into the ground. &amp;quot;THE. RAMPART!&amp;quot; Magical spikes shoot out of the ground, angeling towards Vega, thereating to stab through him, but most importantly, restrict his mobility on the ground. &amp;quot;SHIELD!&amp;quot; She shouts.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cirra lifts her light blaster carbine and fires it at James. Hopefully he got the message: reflect it back at Vega.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James grins and nods at instructions heard from his ear bud. He glances at the layout and turns his body slightly, positioning the shield so that Cirra's blaster shot hits it and rebounds at the monstrous 'man'. His angles, if he calculated them correctly in that instant he had to react, will have the bolt targeting Vega's face -- right between the eyes.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;With Glare-NT's legs significantly damaged, MORDRED activates thrusters in the main body of his Armour, compensating for his reduced land mobility by taking to the air. &amp;quot;I read the files. You're someone special, otherwise you'd already be dead.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound confident that he's right in this. The statement did hurt, somewhat. He sheathes the Monofilament Broadsword while hovering around ten feet above ground. &amp;quot;Don't think you're getting away this easy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then, he draws the XTE Lancepack. He mounts the longarm in its proper position, locked under his Armour's shoulder and aimed with one hand, the other hand in a defensive blocking position. &amp;quot;Can you fly, nobody the fugitive traitor?&amp;quot; Energy starts to build up rapidly at the tip of the lance, before being released as a fast-paced superheated plasma blast.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah hangs back a moment to watch the blaster fire ricochet into Vega's face as she starts whirling Mjolnir around with a metallic hum, preparing it for another assault. &amp;quot;I don't play with toys.&amp;quot; She quips back in annoyance. She hurls the hammer again, but hangs onto the strap, sending herself plowing into Vega at ridiculous speeds.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;There was a method to her madness that she didn't have time to explain to her comrades. She wants Vega focused on her while they continue the assault from behind. Hopefully they'll see the opportunity.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Let's find out!&amp;quot; Kyle says, before he runs like hell towards the speeder bike he'd earlier abandoned. He jukes and jives, avoiding MORDRED's fire as he hops on. THe vehicle roars to life, and Kyle then begins to speed off, only to make a 180 and hurdle towards MORDRED at top speed.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;His lightsaber remains activated, and he makes a pass as he slashes at Mordred's leg once he's in range.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;And MORDRED responds to that by accepting Glare-NT's legs will need significant repairs once this is over, he lets the saber hit, he even increases the velocity of the impact. The motion is aimed somewhere, however. The goal is to get a large mass of solid metal otherwise known as his Armour's foot right into Kyle's face. Trying to force a choice, abandon the attack or deal with the consequences. &amp;quot;Reckless.&amp;quot; He says, hopefully right after demonstrating why it is.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:749|Vega (749)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; They're clever. Cirra's Rampart spikes stab out of the ground, punching through Vega's chest and out the other side. Blood spills out of the wounds, and, as he coughs, from his mouth. It soaks into, and mingles with, his blood-red uniform. Then Sarah smashes him in the stomach with Mjolnir, ramming him up along the spikes with a crack of thunder and a blast of lightning. His head twitches up just in time to see the blaster bolt hit him in between the eyes. The strike burns black and smolders as his head, arms, and legs go limp, pinned like some great red-and-black butterfly. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega's lip trembles. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm127&amp;quot;&amp;gt;ENOUGH&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; A pulse of purple power explodes outwards with his roar, corroding metal and twisting wall and floor. That he's even still alive is likely a horror unto itself. But the sadistic grin, blood rolling down his lips, as he grabs the spikes in his massive, meaty hands and simply *thrusts* himself off of them, tearing himself away from Cirra's pin and leaving gaping holes in his own body, is likely far, far worse. Again, he dangles in the air, swaying this way and that like a puppet as if regaining his own focus. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;You are children.&amp;quot; Vega's low voice rolls through the field with palpable menace as undented plates start to twitch and warp, covered in purple energy. That malicious force rolls off him in waves, pouring outwards like a violet, violent fog. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;You are children fighting a god. And I grow tired of you.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega clenches his fist in front of him. &amp;quot;THE END HAS COME! KNEEL BEFORE MY &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm127&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PSYCHO POWER&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;&amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm127&amp;quot;&amp;gt;PSYCHO PUNISHER&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He vanishes. The purple force does not. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He reappears behind Cirra. A massive, meaty fist comes sprawling for the back of her neck. The impact, should it find its mark, blasts outwards with a shockwave of Psycho Power, to punch through her very body. Before she can turn, Vega vanishes again, reappearing behind James. A second meaty fist comes down at his head, the same roiling psycho power effect pulsing through his fist. Again, before James can retaliate, Vega is gone, this time above Sarah; two meaty hands full of purple power come hammering down on her in a reverse haymaker, backed by massive arms, superhuman strength, and purple shockwave. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Again, he disappears. When he reappears next, it is once more behind James, his fist swinging upwards for James's stomach. And again, this time in front of Cirra, at her skull. And again, he appears above Sarah, his feet slamming down as if to pound her into the dirt with pure psychic energy. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. Over and over, they are subjected to the punishing, crippling blows of the Psycho Punisher, the explosive force of his Psycho Power, and the instantaneous motion of his teleportation. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And then, mercifully, it ends. Vega appears, not behind any of them, but in front of them, floating down to the ground, arms crossed over his bleeding chest. Purple fire burns around his eyes as he hovers, his toes pointed downwards. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Die.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He raises a hand, and closes it into a fist, and the ceiling falls above them as the purple fog that's been filling the stage simply reaches up and drags it down.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Reckless, but effective. Kyle grins as he makes a hard left, evading the droid's stomp as he slashes as far as he can reach out, only to make a very quick turn with the speeder again. This time, he makes another charge at the droid's back, ramping it to fling itself up high while Kyle deactivates his lightsaber, and suddenly lets off a gout of electricity from his fingertips. It's not quite the Sith lightning the EMperor is best known for, but it's definitely a nasty surprise for Mordred.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Electricity finally overwhelms the limited self-repair systems that allowed MORDRED to compensate for the damage Glare-NT is taking, and perhaps even worse, his flesh gets a taste of it through his Neurohelm. He manually sets thrusters to full, flying backwards as he sets up one more shot. One more attempt to disable this slippery bugger as he considers his odds of success versus the resources that further fighting would cost him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah gets slammed into the ground with the first attack, letting out a yelp of pain that she quickly forces out of her mind. She shakily raises her shield to try and fend of the next attacks, but they just keep coming, and coming! The Vibranium helps, but Vega's likely caught onto that, so she ends up getting pummeled from multiple direction. The only thing she can do is just roll with the punches, and whatever the hell that purple crap is. She lets herself go ragdoll-like until it;s over, barely managing to raise her shield again in time as the ceiling comes down on her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She hasn't been in this much pain before. She's far tougher than an normal human and she's actually bleeding! It takes her a moment, but she gets up. Pop never quit when he was down and Sarah's not going to either! &amp;quot;You Babble too much!&amp;quot; She spits at Vega. &amp;quot;Enough with the Parlor tricks!&amp;quot; She swings Mjolnir at him with all the strength she has left. &amp;quot;Fight me!&amp;quot; She snarls, following up with what would normally be a left hook were it not for the Star Shield in her hand, &amp;quot;One way or another we're finishing this now!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Vega is still alive, still /fighting/. Cirra's eyes widen slightly behind the helmet's red visor. Then he dissappears, &amp;quot;Teleportation-&amp;quot; Alexander Academy teaches that if an enemy can disappear - or teleport - then the first palce they'll go for is your back. Cirra begins turning, reaching for something else in mid air, but hte psycho power is too strong, too fast. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Punched in the side of the neck, Cirra goes flipping end over end until she smashes through a piel of crates, scattering them everywhere as she lands, &amp;quot;Ghk!&amp;quot; Jude armor si sturdy though, even the under suit is designed to spread out magical impacts, it probably saves her from a broken neck. When Vega reappears, it's over her prone form, slamming into her horned helmet like a pile driver, hard enough that the floor behind her head dents inwards. That ought to just about finish her off even before the ceilign begins to shake.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Get...into..&amp;quot; Black smoke starts to leak out of her armor. &amp;quot;-/ship/!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cirra unsteadily rises to both feet as blood on her armor starts to evapourate, turning itno more smoke. A crystaline sword appears in one hand as her eyes glow golden through the red visor, and she surges forward. Ceiling falling behind in her wake as the psycho power tears it down from over head.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Cirra doesn't like to use the Law blade outside Galianda, it's too much of a tell - or will be in the future, but now, she uses it like an over sized fencing blade, charging in at Vega with speed fueld by turning her own blood into Magic Particles.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Slamming the weapon's point forward a dozzen times in half a second, she passes Vega, kipping up on to a wall to run along it for several seconds before diving udner the body of the Consular Ship.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The moment Vega vanishes James is trying to get a bead on where he is. At the first sound of impact behind him -- Vega punching Cirra -- he turns his head to look that way which allows him to catch the barest hint of a warning when Vega appears behing him...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;If he possessed superhuman reflexes, perhaps James could have completely dodged the overhand punch... but no. However, his reflexes were sufficient to parry the first punch by raising his shield up to meet it... knocking him back about a yard in the process.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then Vega is in front of him suddenly and he takes a solid gut punch which lifts him into the air and sends him flying a few yards where he tries to land in a crouch but ends up on one knee again. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Next Vega is at his side and again James nearly takes a hit but manages to get his shield between him and his assultant who vanishes after the next punch. Winded from the gut punch James finds a corner to brace himself in leaving Vega with no target other than the shield. *CLANG* James is pushed back into the wall and only has enough time to brace again before another and another until Vega tries to bring the roof down upon him. Between a quickly raised shield and being in a corner with two support walls on either side, James only ends up standing amid rubble instead of burried beneath it.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Again James tosses his shield, putting every bit of effort he can behind it, but instead of going for any fancy bounce shots the glowing metallic super-frisbee is aimed to strike Vega's dominant arm's shoulder blade. &amp;quot;Child /that/ you jerk!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Of course, despite his cockiness, Kyle was inevitably going to end up suffering for his arrogance in this fight. The bike is hit by a plasma blast from MORDRED's lance, causing it to let off smoke as he loses control of the speeder bike. &amp;quot;Guhk!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;He's about to slam into the mountainside before he leaps off the vehicle, lightsaber extinquishing as he makes a tumble across the ground. Ow. Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW. /Ow./&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Bruised and scorched from all this excitement, Kyle forces himself to stand, wobbling as he reactivates his lightsaber in the event Mordred begins to pursue him to finish the job.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:804|Project MORDRED (804)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;It was a good hit, maybe Vega will be able to finish it off, but with all the damage Glare-NT has taken, outlook of success is poor. &amp;quot;Next time I'll get you!&amp;quot; MORDRED promises, or threatens, as emergency escape thrusters go into full power. &amp;quot;Don't think I'll forget this, traitor!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:749|Vega (749)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Sarah and James attack in unison, swinging their weapons at Vega's massive body. His right arm comes up to meet James's shield, the spinning beam grinding against purple fire and a heavy metal band. His left arm does the same against Sarah's swing of the hammer, then the shield, the low un-sound of Vibranium meeting metal and supernatural power ringing out through the decimated halls. The force of it is deafening on both sides, and, even through the shield of purple fire wrapped about his arms, the metal bands bend inwards, digging into Vega's flesh. Lightning erupts from the Thunder God's hammer as it struggles against the furious power of Vega's psychic might, thunder meeting un-sound and cancelling itself out into an eerie silence that sweeps through the collapsing hallway. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; As the ceiling crumbles around them, Vega's fury mounts. And the angrier he gets... &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Well, James and Sarah undoubtedly have some experience with individuals who grow more powerful from negativity. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, with his arms pinned, he's open to Cirra's furious strike. Fuelled by Law, by blood, and by magic, the Judge Blade stabs into Vega's back over and over, hammering new holes in his body. More blood spills forth from his mouth as he doubles over, presumably in pain. Vega has not bled in a very long time. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; It is...exciting. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega tears his arms free of James and Sarah's shields, flinging himself backwards as Cirra goes for the ship. James' shield goes spinning off past him, as if it had never lost any momentum, and presumably will return to James if James so wills it. The Dictator of Shadowlaw hovers for a moment, watching them thoughtfully. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He is bloody. His body will need severe rejuvenation, or perhaps full-out abandonment. The children have injured him for the moment, and that annoys him, and MORDRED has not been able to capture Kyle Katarn, and that frustrates him. Vega draws on the anger, on the pain, on the hurt and frustration, dragging it into himself. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He throws out his hands, and the power pours out of him. The shockwave rips through the halls of the Rebel base, starting with the torn and twisted durasteel of the hallway they were fighting in. It shudders, shaking, and the walls topple inwards upon themselves - and possibly James and Sarah. With those walls already bent and broken, the base starts to shake. Proximity alarms and warning lights start going off as the supporting hallway crumbles to bits. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; And with the supporting hallway down, the rest of the base isn't far behind. Secret bases, after all, are easy to collapse, in order to protect their secrets from the enemy. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Vega does not care about their secrets. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; He cares about destruction. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; As the building starts coming down around them, Vega gives them a last, lingering look. Upon MORDRED's confirmation of retreat, he vanishes in a burst of purple fire, leaving his image etched into the air in that same violet energy for a brief moment. Then it, too, dissipates.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah falls back and rolls towards her alt-u brother. using her shield to help protect the both of them from the rest of the base collapsing around them. When the dust settled, the rubble isn't much of a problem to dig her way out of, even as tired as she is. &amp;quot;Yeah.. you better run.&amp;quot; She murmurs as she drools blood onto the ground, helping James up and starting to limp her way towards Cirra's ship&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James accepts Sarah's help up and then retrieves his shield from a few feet away before following along behind her, holding his right arm across his aching stomach as he slings his shield behind his back after turning it off, wincing slightly at the movement.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It isn't really Cirra's ship, it was the rebellion's. But it serves to prevent falling debris. The Judge limps her way up the boarding ramp and collapses against the wall, sliding down the side. Theres environmental systems in here, so theres no fear of suffocating from dust, and debris blocking the air.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:778|Kyle Katarn (778)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Kyle carries himself to the ship, slumping besides Cirra with a heavy sigh. Giving some calls over the Union bands, he then closes his eyes, clutching his side with a pained grunt. &amp;quot;Kriff, that's going to ache in the morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah gets James to the ship, then heads back into what's left of the base to search for any more survivors. She'd prefer to just collapse into bed for the next three days, but she's got to make sure the job's done first. Once she's sure everyone who can be saved is out, She makes her way back to the transport again, electing to let it carry her to safety rather than trying to fly to a warpgate on her own.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;On the way to the ship James glances in the direction of his quinjet. The mangled ruins of the plane can be seen sticking out of the rubble of the base around it. He sighs, &amp;quot;Tony's going to have my hide over the loss of that when I ask him to send me a new one.&amp;quot; He starts to setting into a seat and decides instead to start tending those injured more than himself as Sarah brings them aboard.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Just as the dust billows outward on the facility, the clouds all dart sideways as a ship descends from above, baring Union colors. It's a pretty generic dropship that vaguely resembles one of Terran make. It hovers, then quickly descends as an appropriate landing spot is selected. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;From within the ship a dozen or so elephant-sized utility mecha deploy, chicken-legged looking numbers with massive pincers mounted on their arms. Each sport an open cockpit. Immediately, the operators guide them into the debris and start moving the rubble, freeing survivors as needed. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Following the mecha are a dozen Union EMTs to include Kyra Hyral. She walks for a few moments like she's actually in charge of the operation before a senior Union medical staff officer steps out of the ship behind her. A pout flashes across her face and she rushes in, unshouldering a massive grenade-launcher looking gun off her back.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:675|Cirra Constantine (675)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As th Rogers come up the ship's ramp, Cirra pulls off her helmet, letting her long silver hair spillout as she leans against the bulkhead. &amp;quot;You two worked excellently out there.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Steve_Rogers&amp;diff=9647</id>
		<title>Steve Rogers</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-17T23:38:38Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: added The Avengers group for Steve Rogers' player&lt;/p&gt;
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|NameOnMUSH=Steve Rogers&lt;br /&gt;
|Color=#0099FF&lt;br /&gt;
|Char_id=197&lt;br /&gt;
|Img=&lt;br /&gt;
|FullName=Steve Rogers&lt;br /&gt;
|Gender=Male&lt;br /&gt;
|Species=Human&lt;br /&gt;
|Theme=The Avengers-1&lt;br /&gt;
|Chartype=FC&lt;br /&gt;
|Function=Super Soldier&lt;br /&gt;
|Faction=Union&lt;br /&gt;
|Rank=7-Ensign&lt;br /&gt;
|Ranktype=Enlisted&lt;br /&gt;
|Groups=[[The Avengers]]&lt;br /&gt;
|Quote=&amp;quot;I don't like bullies. I don't care where they're from.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|PAge=Mid-20s&lt;br /&gt;
|AAge=Mid- to late 20s (give or take seven decades on ice)&lt;br /&gt;
|Aging=Slowly&lt;br /&gt;
|Height=&lt;br /&gt;
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|Hair=Blond&lt;br /&gt;
|Eyes=Blue&lt;br /&gt;
|Voice=Chris Evans&lt;br /&gt;
|Song=&lt;br /&gt;
|Profile=When Steve Rogers was picked to be the first test subject of an experimental procedure, he didn't expect to become the world's first superhero - but as Captain America, he became a symbol and an inspiration to many, even after he seemingly sacrificed his life to stop HYDRA from destroying New York. Miraculously surviving in suspended animation, he awoke in the modern day thanks to S.H.I.E.L.D. finding him, and returned to activity under their guidance. He still doesn't tend to call himself a superhero, but he accepts his status as a symbol of American ideals, doing his best to embody and protect them no matter what happens; above all else, he counts himself as a protector of those weaker than himself, willing to lay down his life for their sake if need be.&lt;br /&gt;
|Powers=Super Soldier Serum: As a result of the process which Dr. Erskine developed, Steve Rogers was transformed from the proverbial 98-pound weakling into the pinnacle of human physicality. While not truly &amp;quot;superhuman,&amp;quot; Rogers possesses strength and speed on par with or exceeding any human athlete, and he maintains his conditioning through a steady regimen of exercise and training. The Serum's continued effects also make him immune to virtually all poisons, toxins, and illnesses, due to his accelerated metabolism.&lt;br /&gt;
|Skills=Military Training: Both before and after receiving the Super Soldier Serum, Rogers went through a full course of U.S. Army training, and he's updated his knowledge since awakening in modern times. He's skilled with most contemporary weaponry and tends to be a quick study with weapons he hasn't seen before, and an adept tactician with both conventional and unconventional forces.&lt;br /&gt;
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Modern Training: Since joining the Union, Rogers has been able to take advantage of not only S.H.I.E.L.D.'s training facilities, but those of the Union itself and the Hashshashins as well, in order to more fully capitalize on his physical conditioning and prowess.&lt;br /&gt;
|Assets=Vibranium Shield: Captain America's shield is by far his most recognizable piece of equipment, representing his role as the protector of America's people and its best ideals, and serving as both defensive and offensive weapon. Forged from vibranium, it is said to perfectly absorb vibrations; it's also perfectly balanced for throwing, and Rogers has mastered its use to the point that he can throw it and have it ricochet back to him, bouncing off of surfaces and enemies as needed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Other Gear: Not long after he joined the Union, Rogers was given a very heavily customized Colt 1911A1 automatic handgun (along with four magazines) and a Fairburn-Sykes combat knife; he's found them to be useful, although he still tends to rely more heavily on his shield than on any other weapon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Backing and Resources: As an active field operative of S.H.I.E.L.D., Rogers is permitted to requisition various resources and equipment as necessary for a given mission; this typically boils down to weapons (on those occasions that Rogers expects to need more than his shield) and use of a Quinjet.&lt;br /&gt;
|NPCs=S.H.I.E.L.D. Intelligence: While S.H.I.E.L.D. is still adjusting to working with the Multiverse, their intelligence networks on Earth-199999 are unparalleled, and Rogers still officially works for them when he's not on Union missions. Many of their efforts are dedicated to tracking down HYDRA remnants and similarly hostile covert organizations; besides working as a field operative, Rogers may also liaise with the Union to bring additional manpower and/or firepower to bear if necessary. (No PL.)&lt;br /&gt;
|Disadvantages=Living Symbol: Captain America is very much a symbol of America and its ideals, and Steve Rogers knows it, for better and for worse. His heroic identity was designed to inspire patriotism during a war, and even though World War II is long over, the symbol remains. On the one hand, this makes Rogers a target of professed enemies of America and what it stands for, but he accepts that as a soldier: better that he be attacked than random innocents. On the other hand, it potentially associates him with versions of America that have abandoned the principles which it once represented - and he doesn't take that nearly as well; should the situation arise, he will be compelled to take action if he can.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ideals Worth Defending: Rogers believes very strongly in the American dream and the principles on which his nation was founded, and will not compromise on matters of democracy, liberty, or equality. While he balances the right to self-expression against the exigencies of a military organization, he won't let anyone's beliefs be trampled out of hand. And above all else, he will protect innocents, no matter what it may cost him personally.&lt;br /&gt;
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Irreplaceable Equipment: So far as Rogers knows, his shield is made from the only vibranium ever found on Earth, making it impossible to replace if it gets lost or destroyed. Fortunately, it's proven indestructible so far - he's used it to block bullets, energy blasts, explosions, even a swing from Mjolnir (and Thor wasn't holding back at the time). Rogers is perfectly willing to keep using his shield as needed, but he's not going to discard it or allow it to be stolen unless there's a truly compelling need - and while he's perfectly willing to throw it in combat, he's never going to leave it in enemy hands for any longer than he absolutely has to. (OOC Note - if Steve is without his shield for longer than two rounds, his Endurance will be reduced by one point until he regains it; this penalty takes effect without delay if he's without his shield at the start of combat. Additionally, if a hostile has possession of his shield, Rogers will target that opponent if at all possible to prevent them from escaping with it.)&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:The Avengers]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=The_Avengers&amp;diff=9636</id>
		<title>The Avengers</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-17T18:26:44Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: added a banner&lt;/p&gt;
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{{GroupPage&lt;br /&gt;
|Desc=The Avengers are a group of heroes from Earth-199999 and related worlds who have banded together in the Multiverse to continue the good fight. Honorary membership may be extended to closest friends and family, even if they weren't an Avenger proper in their original world, but is by invitation only. The Avengers are NOT a military organization, nor officially affiliated with SHIELD, but do collaborate with such entities when their assistance is warranted. While each individual member has autonomy and may often be found acting alone, they are a close-knit group of friends and can be counted upon to aid one another if needed.&lt;br /&gt;
|Leader=301&lt;br /&gt;
|XO=&lt;br /&gt;
|Align=Union&lt;br /&gt;
|State=Current&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=The_Avengers&amp;diff=9632</id>
		<title>The Avengers</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-17T16:01:12Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: created for group with Tony's approval&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{GroupPage&lt;br /&gt;
|Desc=The Avengers are a group of heroes from Earth-199999 and related worlds who have banded together in the Multiverse to continue the good fight. Honorary membership may be extended to closest friends and family, even if they weren't an Avenger proper in their original world, but is by invitation only. The Avengers are NOT a military organization, nor officially affiliated with SHIELD, but do collaborate with such entities when their assistance is warranted. While each individual member has autonomy and may often be found acting alone, they are a close-knit group of friends and can be counted upon to aid one another if needed.&lt;br /&gt;
|Leader=301&lt;br /&gt;
|XO=&lt;br /&gt;
|Align=Union&lt;br /&gt;
|State=Current&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=2452/OMG_its_full_of_books!&amp;diff=9617</id>
		<title>2452/OMG its full of books!</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=2452/OMG_its_full_of_books!&amp;diff=9617"/>
				<updated>2015-06-15T11:50:47Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: creating post&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/14&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Njorun Station - Infinite Library&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James runs into a couple of girls in the library... literally in one case.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=425, 438, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James has heard of physical books -- he's read about them in electronic books as he grew up after all -- but even after in the Multiverse for a week and a half he hasn't seen one. So he has decided this morning to sate his curiosity by heading to the 'Infinite Library' he was told about during his recruitment orientation. His hope is to find a book that will help him show the computer in the house he was given how he wants the interior to be layed out.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;James is in his uniform but has left his obvious weapons -- including his shield -- locked in his house, due to the understanding that they should not be necessary here at Njorun Station. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;As he approaches the library he believes he is beginning to get a sense of how unprepared he is for the interior by its impressive facade. Then he enters it and realizes how wrong he was.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Wow,&amp;quot; is all he can say at first as he tries to take in the sweeping sight of the library's interrior.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This is of course a great place for someone who likes books. For someone who LOVES books, well, you could simply disappear inside here. Not that Rosamarie's in any real danger of that. She downloaded a step-retracer app just so she could be sure she wouldn't get lost. That, and so she'd know how to return to an interesting section once she found it and tagged it in the relational coordinate note database she's compiled.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Not that there's anything wrong with ebooks or any other source of information. Still the girl DOES tend to get a bit absorbed when she comes in here. It's not a lending library after all. Not a place you can take books out of. So when she gets leave and she's not spending it with family, she comes here. Retracing steps to her favorite hangouts, collecting whatever books she hasn't read that aren't currently in-use by others, then retreating towards a nook where she can read until unconsciousness threatens from either fatigue or starvation.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Of course Natasha likes books as well, and she's not that familiar with technology so she tends to stick with physical copies. She's in the Infinite Library because it's one of the few libraries she knows that has a decent fireproof section of books. It's a good thing she doesn't need to eat or drink because she can get lost in a good book for hours.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;After his initial intense sense of awe fades to a general feeling of subdued wonderment, James approaches the front desk and asks for general guidance. After the librarian reviews the rules -- incluiding the fact that you cannot remove the books from the library under normal circumstances -- he also asks for a map. The librarian chuckles and hand sketches a rough map of the stacks close to the front of the library and makes some notes about deeper parts as well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rosamarie might well be a sight here, what with her arms full of books and her eye covered by a monocle. Well, not an actual monocle. Just a display piece mounted over one eye that gives her visual directions on her step-retracing program. Not typical library gear, but not exactly supertech either. She's not terribly near the front entrance now, making her way through the stacks in a somewhat haphazard meander, trying to keep as close to her own recorded movements as possible so she doesn't risk the step analyzer's inaccuracies sending her down an entirely wrong turn and getting her lost.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Natasha doesn't really care if she gets lost or not. She can always just stop and asking someone for directions right? She notices someone with a display piece over her eye. She figures it some kind of robotic eye or something. &amp;quot;That must help in finding books faster!&amp;quot; She has to stop and read the titles manually.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Thank you, si- um, ma-....&amp;quot; unsure how to address the non-human librarian, James goes to a safe option and just repeats himself by saying, &amp;quot;Thank you very much,&amp;quot; before heading out into the stacks.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Obviously unsure of where he is going despite the map, James is walking briskly though the library looking at the ubiquitous lables and signs as he tries to navigate to the architectural section. Unfortunately, this means he isn't paying very much attention and is 'collision bait' for other patrons who also may not be paying much attention.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While not exactly timid, Rosamarie is a quiet girl much given to introspection, and not at all expecting to be addressed during the quiet-time of the library. She never got along with 'normal' people her age, who always were sensing something slightly unnatural about her even if they didn't recognize it for what it was. The slight air of literal weirdness she bears probably isn't going to even be noticed by elites however.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It makes her a little shy however, and in this case prone to being startled. &amp;quot;Wh-what?&amp;quot; she stammers, bringing her arms up protectively before her unconsciously, a reflex more of hiding than one of martial arts. Or at least it WOULD be one that would help avoid notice if she weren't currently carrying a mass of books. Net result, she's fumbling and trying not to drop books all over the place. &amp;quot;Eeep!&amp;quot; she adds, a startled sound of dismay that might bring any nearby white knights running. It's quiet, but then the library's quiet.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Your artifical eye, that must help you find books faster.&amp;quot; Natasha does her best to try and remain quiet as she suddenly remembers she's in a library. She's assuming her statement wasn't clear enough the first time. &amp;quot;Do you need help with those books?&amp;quot; It's pretty clear that the girl's struggling with them.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; Of course as she's trying to help Rosemary out she's not paying too much attention to James. The fire elemental doesn't weigh much and the sudden impact is unexpected. As she finds herself going flying into the closest bookshelf and is buried in a pile of books.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;While the impact with Natasha had no truly observable effect on James physically, it is obvious that there was an effect -- as seen in his redeening cheeks and his fumbling halt in is step. For a moment he looks back and forth between the pile of books at Rosamarie's feet and the pile covering Natasha and just sighs.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am /so/ sorry,&amp;quot; he says, &amp;quot;I wasn't paying attention to where I was going while trying to find where to go....&amp;quot; He focuses his attention first in Natasha's direction, &amp;quot;I didn't hurt you did I?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Ouch!&amp;quot; Natasha's head pops out of the pile of books. She has a few bruises on her face, but thankfully she didn't get cut. Spilling her blood here would be quite bad. &amp;quot;Try to watch where you're going!&amp;quot; She does her best to try her temper under control, but she's clearly a bit annoyed at what happened. After a bit of digging the rest of her emerges from the pile. &amp;quot;Wow, what a mess.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rosa's eyepiece isn't so much an artificial eye as a gadgety add-on, but it's clearly tech rather than something so mundane as eyeglasses. Natasha's quite right that it's data-enabled, even if she mistakes its details.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Oh no.&amp;quot; the girl says, sighing as she sees James run straight into Natasha, and Natasha run straight into the stacks. Her own books, for the moment at least, are completely forgotten.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Bending swiftly, she puts her own books down in an untidy pile before hunching her way over to help Natasha. Well, not to actually help Natasha as it turns out. She's there to help the BOOKS, reaching down to grab them and try to restore them to the shelves before anyone notices that they've fallen or, worse yet, become damaged.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As Rosa does this all, she pushes her lens up onto her forehead to better see without distraction. &amp;quot;We are SO in trouble if any of these are damaged!&amp;quot; she hisses quietly. Not uncaring about the fate of mere mortals who just happened to be run into here, just ... having different priorities.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James kneels down to help 'dig' Natasha out of the pile as well, handing the books to Rosa and -- once the other redhead is free enough -- standing and offering her a helping hand up if she wants it. &amp;quot;I hope they are all ok then,&amp;quot; he says softly regarding the books. &amp;quot;And you also of course, miss?&amp;quot; he asks again of Natasha.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;One might imagine Rosa to be the type who likes books more than people. This isn't true; she likes people just fine. Books are just easier to get along with, not to mention quieter.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She accepts the books James hands to her, looking them over critically before shoving them back onto shelves in an array that's probably not what it was before the collision. Close enough, probably. At least if someone wants to find one, they won't have far to search.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As the collection of books gets mostly sorted out, she shrugs and finally answers Natasha's question. &amp;quot;Not really.&amp;quot; she explains quietly. &amp;quot;It might if the book index was available, but my world's internet doesn't access here. And the recognition software's not good enough for me to pull up book titles unless I already know exactly what I'm looking for and where to look. There's just too many books to browse.&amp;quot; she complains, not sounding as if the complaint is anything particularly vexing to her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Natasha takes the offered hand, &amp;quot;I wouldn't worry too much they don't keep the books that aren't replacable out here.&amp;quot; She wonders why Rosemarie is making such a big deal about books. &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure none of these are really people or anything.&amp;quot; She helps her get the books back on the shelves. &amp;quot;I'm pretty sure they have computers here for looking up certain books, I mean it would be pretty hard to keep track of them all right?&amp;quot; She can't imagine doing so.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Wow, you're hot!&amp;quot; James exclaims after helping Natasha to her feet -- and there comes the blush again as he realizes how that sounds. &amp;quot;Wait I don't mean... I mean you are, but...&amp;quot; He clears his throat and says, &amp;quot;I mean your skin is really warm.&amp;quot; He glances about for something else to do in his embarassment and finds a book out of Rosa's reach to pick up and hand to her and asks, &amp;quot;Do they keep a copy of every book published here or something?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rosamarie could probably be forgiven for assuming this suddenly turned into an outtake from her old school, what with guys saying girls are hot. Not about Rosa herself of course. No one's ever called her hot. The word 'cute' might apply, but she's never had that sort of thing sent her way either... not when there's someone like Natasha around, certainly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And then James is handing her a book. One of her own books, she recognizes. Oh, good. She clutches the book like it's a life preserver. Not because she's actually afraid, just unused to socializing. Especially with people more or less her age. She smiles slightly at the comment about books being people, nodding a gracious acceptance of the rebuke. &amp;quot;Right. Of course. You're okay, I hope?&amp;quot; she asks, showing reasonable concern to both people. &amp;quot;Only I don't want to get kicked out! I just GOT here!&amp;quot; she whispers furtively. &amp;quot;I don't know about every book, but there's more books than I'd ever be able to read even if I didn't have to worry about deployments!&amp;quot; she claims.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Natasha laughs at that, &amp;quot;I get that a lot.&amp;quot; She's not too embarrassed by it. &amp;quot;Relax, they're not going to kick you out for something that happened on accident. Besides you weren't even involved.&amp;quot; She doesn't know what Rosemarie's getting so worked up about. &amp;quot;Yeah, I don't think I would be read all the books here in a billion years! Of course they're getting new ones all the time. I think they even have books here that weren't published.&amp;quot; She wouldn't be too surprised by that.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James chuckles nervously for a moment and then looks concerned for a moment about the risk of being kicked out. &amp;quot;I sure hope they don't kick us out,&amp;quot; he says and adds, &amp;quot;She's right though, it /was/ just an accident!&amp;quot; He then asks, &amp;quot;Do either of you know how to find the architectural section?&amp;quot; as he remembers what caused the accident to happen.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Okay, Rosa supposes they aren't going to kick her out for an accident. She's perhaps a bit paranoid, but it's not like this sort of thing happens every day! So she goes back to her little pile (okay, maybe not so little) and is about to pick it up when James asks about architecture.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She puts her recently-returned book back on the stack of other books and pulls out a phone. Tapping and gesturing at it a moment, she shrugs. After a moment she pulls her eyepiece back down over an eye. &amp;quot;What kind of architecture?&amp;quot; she asks. &amp;quot;Historical, classical, modern, structural engineering...&amp;quot; she pauses, scrolling down. &amp;quot;Oh man, there's a lot of stuff here.&amp;quot; she muses. &amp;quot;Ummm... not that I can pull up locations here, but you've got to know what you're looking for right?&amp;quot; she says brightly. She's not opposed to helping out a fellow nerd, not that she uses such terms... but then what else would you call someone who's interested in architecture?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You mean like buildings and things?&amp;quot; Natasha knows what the word means but not much about the subject. She likes to read but more along the lines of fiction. &amp;quot;I'm not really sure where that would be? Oh yes, I'm Natasha.&amp;quot; She just realizes she never did introduce herself. Of course she's still a little out of it from having books fall on her head.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well, the Union gave me a home and....&amp;quot; James trails off for moment as the only other time he's been the focus of more than one girl's attention at a time they were (effectively) his sisters. &amp;quot;So, this home is extremely configurable. I'm trying to settle on a layout and interior decoration.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;So more like decorations.&amp;quot; muses Rosamarie, tapping and fingerwaggling more magic at her phone screen. Not literal magic of course. &amp;quot;Or layout. or...&amp;quot; she pauses, considers.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;You know, you should probably just go online.&amp;quot; Rosa observes, gesturing with her phone to make her point. &amp;quot;That way if you find something you like, you can just continue looking at similar things without having to go back for a huge library index.&amp;quot; she adds, her tone dry but her face showing a hint of a smile. Books are great if you're going to be reading, but tech is better if you're doing research. &amp;quot;Oh, I'm Rosa. Rosamarie Alba.&amp;quot; she says, voice dropping a noticeable lilt as she says her name that's obviously different from her normal extremely west-coast USA accent.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, I think they have programs for that sort of thing right?&amp;quot; Natasha remembers hearing some like that before. &amp;quot;Plus. it could take a while to find what you're looking for if you're not sure what you want to begin with. Nice to meet you Rosemarie!&amp;quot; She offers a hand to the other girl as she says that.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'm James, James Rogers,&amp;quot; he says as introductions are being made. &amp;quot;That might work also. Its just I've never had to make decisions about layout like this before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Rosa, please.&amp;quot; Rosamarie says, taking Natasha's hand. Her mother calls her Rosamarie, and it always makes her feel like she's in trouble. &amp;quot;Oooh, you ARE warm!&amp;quot; she claims, startled. She's not going to make James' mistake and call the older girl 'hot'.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yes, I'm not making you uncomfortable am I?&amp;quot; Natasha knows some people don't like to be around warmth. &amp;quot;Where did you live before coming to the Multiverse?&amp;quot; She can't help but to be bit curious about that now. &amp;quot;I've never done much decorating myself, I usually stay with someone or are travelling.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well, I grew up in a 'tropical' arctic refuge with my siblings -- Tony set up our bungalows,&amp;quot; James explains. &amp;quot;More recently... in a citadel in the Savage Land which came prefurinished so... yeah, no experience picking out furniture or room layouts.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Tropical arctic?&amp;quot; asks Rosa, confused. That's a bit mind-boggling. &amp;quot;My home's in San Diego.&amp;quot; she notes. Then, for the potentially geographically-confused, &amp;quot;United States.&amp;quot; she adds for those who couldn't pick it out from her accent. &amp;quot;I don't really have any experience picking out furniture or room layouts either.&amp;quot; she adds. &amp;quot;On-base, you get a room and you like it. Only you're not supposed to actually like it, just sleep there when you're tired enough.&amp;quot; she adds drily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So is it like really hot part of the year and really cold the rest of it?&amp;quot; That's what it sounds like to Natasha. &amp;quot;So you're both from Earth then? I'm from a country called Elysium originally, though I don't live there anymore. &amp;quot;Though my family's part of a carnival so I did a lot of travelling when I was there.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Actually, it was a domed environment which was located in the arctic unitl it was destroyed,&amp;quot; James explains. &amp;quot;Yeah, I tried the barracks. Then asked on comms about more permanent homes and Captain Amalthea recquisitioned one for me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rosa shrugs a bit self-consciously. &amp;quot;I don't mean the barracks here.&amp;quot; she says. She's just an ally, doing occasional work, not a member of the actual Union army. She could rent a place here, but it wouldn't be a good use of her time or money. &amp;quot;I... at Midway base.&amp;quot; she finishes. &amp;quot;Back home. When I don't have any shore leave.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This might be significant, for those who know anything about the US military. Rosa might be nearing the age of recruitment, but she's not there yet. She's got to be rather young for full-on military service, though of course not as young as people like Toph Beifong.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Someone destroyed your home?!&amp;quot; Natasha sounds rather upset as she hears that. &amp;quot;I don't like the cold, but let me know if you want to kick the butt of who did it!&amp;quot; There's a shushing sound as she speaks up again. She certainly knows what it feels like. &amp;quot;Shore leave, are you in some kind of navy, Rosa?&amp;quot; She looked kind of young for that sort of thing, but she knows there's people of all ages fighting in the Multiverse.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James just nods at Natasha's question but doesn't seem to want to discuss the topic any further. Then, when the topic of Rosa and the Navy comes up he says, &amp;quot;US Navy, right?&amp;quot; as he nods in the direction of her flag patch. &amp;quot;My father was a soldier, he fought in World War II. Are you part of the US Navy from your world, Rosa?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rosa seems unsurprised by James' comment about his father. No doubt she's heard some of the recent radio drama. She has no real desire to dredge up James' topic either, so she simply answers the question. &amp;quot;It's ... kind of complicated.&amp;quot; she says, grinning a bit sheepishly. She fingers the flag patch. Albacore, First Fleet. &amp;quot;I'm not a regular sailor or anything. I'm kind of like a warship.&amp;quot; she says, not without a bit of awkwardness. &amp;quot;Smallest warship in the fleet.&amp;quot; she adds dryly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You don't look anything like a boat, are you a shapeshifter? I wonder if I can turn into a vehicle, I've never tried it before.&amp;quot; Natasha's kind of inspired now. She should try to get more flexible with her powers after all. &amp;quot;I mean I can fly and everything, though I don't think I want to turn into a boat.&amp;quot; That would be rather awkward for her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James blinks in surprise for a moment and then says, &amp;quot;Huh, a warship.&amp;quot; He then asks, &amp;quot;Do you actually change size when you change forms?&amp;quot; He seems to just assume the shapechanging and isn't too surpised about it. Then, as his face for a moment shows a dawning realization, he asks, &amp;quot;Are you a person or a machine, Rosa?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Oh no no no!&amp;quot; Rosa says, shaking her head and smiling. &amp;quot;I'm not a shapeshifter or a machine or anything like that!&amp;quot; she says, half amused, half dismayed at the reaction to her misleading claim. &amp;quot;Just... you know, normal schoolgirl who wakes up one day to find aliens invading her home. And hears a spooky voice offering her the power to fight!&amp;quot; she shrugs.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Okay so it wasn't exactly like that. There was a lot of terror and a heck of a lot of destruction. Helplessness was involved, and a burning desire to fight back. And Albacore... Rosa shivers. &amp;quot;It's all magic, and no I have no idea how it all works. Apparently I have magic and no idea how to use it, and Albacore has knowledge but no power of her own.&amp;quot; she shrugs, looking a bit self-conscious. &amp;quot;It's kind of complicated.&amp;quot; she finishes lamely.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well, I was a normal schoolgirl once too but even then I was able to use magic. Have you ever tried to figure out it works? I mean I certainly would be curious about it. Then again I'm not quite fully sure about I changed either...so I kind of know the feeling.&amp;quot; Natasha can kind of understand what Rosamarie means.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;While James doesn't actually move he metaphorically takes a step back, letting the girls discuss magic, a topic he really can't discuss with any sort of clarity. Instead he just watches the conversation for a while.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rosa hmmms and nods slightly. &amp;quot;Well I did figure out a little bit.&amp;quot; she says, somewhat reluctantly. What she'd figured out was enough to give her some control over the nature of her power, but it gave little actual answers. &amp;quot;Magic is kind of new to us. Other than the Fleet Maidens, there's no magic in our world. There WAS, maybe. There's old stories and legends and people getting burned as witches, but lots of that are just stories that most people don't really believe.&amp;quot; she explains. &amp;quot;So, there's no one that can explain, and the ghosts are only interested in the war. Once we win... well, I guess I go back to being an ordinary girl.&amp;quot; she says, a bit unconvincingly.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So how do you win? Defeat all the aliens?&amp;quot; That sounds difficult to her. &amp;quot;I can't go back myself.&amp;quot; Natasha doesn't sound too bothered by that, she's expected it by now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Aliens is something James can discuss so, he asks, &amp;quot;What kind of aliens are your people fighting?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rosa carefully composes her face, masking her expression into one of complete and utter immobility. &amp;quot;Aquatic magical space elf nazis.&amp;quot; she says, as blandly as possible.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I guess we win when they're all gone.&amp;quot; she adds, her face and voice relaxing somewhat. &amp;quot;They make it pretty clear they think humanity's worthless and they're going to destroy us all.&amp;quot; she explains. &amp;quot;Because we're not magical like they are. And yet they're always amazed when a Fleet Maiden comes along. We don't have their ability with magic, but a few of us have more firepower than one of their warships. I suppose we might one day convince them to go away and leave us alone, but I can't see how that'll work when they still get amazed we can outfight them.&amp;quot; she shrugs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Aquatic magical space elf what...&amp;quot; Natasha's not that familiar with that last word. &amp;quot;Though we don't have elves where I'm from either. But I've actually heard of those before. So are they weak against fire?&amp;quot; Why else would they use warboats to fight them after all.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'm sorry... that, sounds weird.&amp;quot; James isn't sure what else to say on the matter. Any one of those descriptors he's heard of or encountered before but... the combination is decidely odd to him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rosa's entirely aware of how weird that combination sounds. There's a reason why she had to compose herself to say it. &amp;quot;They're not very nice. They live underwater. They come from space, or maybe from some other dimension. And they do absolutely everything using technomagic, so far as we can tell.&amp;quot; she explains, slightly wearily.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;That does kind of strange, so why did they come to your world?&amp;quot; If they're already that advanced, Natasha wonders what they could want.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Sometimes attackers are simply out to cause an extenction of the species.&amp;quot; When James says this there is a hint of darkness in his voice, as if this is something he is... unfortunately... quite familiar with.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;They want our world's magic.&amp;quot; Rosa says, shrugging. Again, more of what she's been told rather than what she's learned. &amp;quot;At least, that's what some people think. To them we're vermin because we don't do magic. They want to exterminate us.&amp;quot; she claims. Again that awkward little shrug. &amp;quot;If I had a vermin problem I wouldn't go live in a sewer full of them, so maybe the people are right that they want what our world has. And since magic's so important to them, it's got to be magic. Or maybe it's living space instead. The world's like seventy percent water, right? Or is that the human body's seventy percent water?&amp;quot; she asks rhetorically.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I guess being mostly water would make more sense, I don't think they would go after magic if there's only a few people with it right?&amp;quot; At least that what Natasha's thinking. &amp;quot;So you're not quite sure which reason though?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Seventy precent sounds right,&amp;quot; James says idly adding: &amp;quot;I think people are a bit less than that normally.&amp;quot; He then asks, &amp;quot;Have you ever asked them? Or are they not the type to have conversations with really?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I think our world's full of magic.&amp;quot; Rosa says. &amp;quot;Well, I mean, I don't know. But do I *use* magic, or do I *have* magic?&amp;quot; she asks. This too is one of those things discussed a lot without real answers. Rosa frequently signs in - semi-anonymously - to the discussion forums, but rarely does anyone give definitive answers. &amp;quot;Anyways we're not really using the ocean, so if all they wanted was the water, why kill us all? Except... you know, all the fishing, all the whaling, all the oil spills. I guess why wouldn't they?&amp;quot; she shrugs, looking a bit despondent. &amp;quot;They don't talk with us. They only order us to submit or die, that sort of thing. Brag about who they are and how much they'll rule.&amp;quot; the girl says. &amp;quot;I mean... would you talk to vermin? Have a serious discussion about how much better they could be if only they were nicer and stopped eating garbage?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;You shouldn't consider someone vermin just because they're different!&amp;quot; Natasha's getting fired up by this discussion. Maybe the library isn't the best place to have it. &amp;quot;I wouldn't treat anyone different depending on if they have magic or not. Besides there's a lot of ways you can fight even without it.&amp;quot; She's certainly learned that living in the Multiverse. &amp;quot;They don't like pollution or hurting the enviroment?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James puts a finger to his ear and frowns. &amp;quot;Sounds like my sister got hurt. Which is surprising from what I know of her,&amp;quot; he says before stepping away and quietly joining the radio chatter.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rosa gets a little wide-eyed as Natasha's volume begins to increase. &amp;quot;Shhhh!&amp;quot; she urges. &amp;quot;I didn't say they were NICE space elf wizards!&amp;quot; she hisses quietly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She watches as James backs off, looking rather concerned and also pushing an earbud into place. She shrugs, listening with one ear, while she continues. &amp;quot;I guess I don't know what they want, except us dead.&amp;quot; she says quietly. &amp;quot;Only that's not quite it either. If they just wanted us dead, they'd send out more ships, more wizards. Instead they fight in small groups, acting independently, then retreating when they face someone too strong.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Rosamarie sighs. &amp;quot;Sorry, I can't give you any real answers. They're a big mystery to me, and I've sunk more of their warships than I can count.&amp;quot; she says. Not bragging, just stating a fact. Understating it, in fact... since she's got the record.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James' voice is becoming more audible as he speaks into the radio and then he bursts out with a &amp;quot;No!&amp;quot; due to the conversation in his ear.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Maybe they're trying to see how strong you are first?&amp;quot; That's all Natasha can figure out. &amp;quot;So why don't you guys take the fight to them? You don't know exactly where they are?&amp;quot; It makes sense to her to take them out before they can attack.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:438|Rosamarie Alba (438)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Once again, that little shrug. Rosa can't summon up the dismay at how much she doesn't know, because it's too common an issue in this particular subject. &amp;quot;They travel fast. Many times faster than we can, and underwater.&amp;quot; she explains. &amp;quot;We know what waters they move in, and sometimes a submarine can intercept their shipping, but we've never had anyone get close enough to identify a base and manage to report it.&amp;quot; she says. &amp;quot;I've tried a few times, and I couldn't find anything. I'm one of the luckier ones... I keep coming back.&amp;quot; she explains. &amp;quot;I don't know if they're testing us. Maybe. Some of what they do sounds like a test, but if so it's like a rat in a maze. No idea what the experimenter wants to see.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James lowers his hand from his ear and steps closer to the ladies again, &amp;quot;Sorry about that, my sister got hurt and... well.&amp;quot; He seems to have calmed down from whatever agitated him before.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It was great meeting you both,&amp;quot; James says, &amp;quot;But I need to go check on my sister.&amp;quot; He chooses not to open the can of worms that the phrase 'semi-half-sister' usually opens up.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:425|Natasha (425)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well, I can't go underwater so I can't really help you there. Sorry.&amp;quot; Natasha sounds a bit annoyed by that. &amp;quot;Sure, go ahead. Family's more important than anything.&amp;quot; She's pretty understand of James having to leave. &amp;quot;Just be careful where you're going.&amp;quot; She rubs her forehead, a bit of a bruise forming on it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>2443/Shots First</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: creating post for Han Solo&lt;/p&gt;
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|Date of Scene=2015/06/12&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Bar and Grill at the Edge of the Multiverse&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Spacers of various sorts and others gather at the Bar and Grill. The arcade is a central focus where Chewbacca plays (and damages) Space Invaders and Groot competes on Dance Dance Revolution with Kotone Yamakawa.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=7, 20, 428, 437, 707, 751, 781, 814&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:814|Han Solo (814)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;There's something about Solo that allows him to find the dark recesses of bars no matter where in the Multiverse they are. Which is why he's currently tucked away in a slightly darkened booth right now, leaning back against the seat and the wall. He's got one arm up, fingers tracing the grooves in the building as he sits with a swagger that only few would be able to imitate.. and those with the right eyes would be able to indentify as Strictly Solo's.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;For a man that's always on the run, he sure doesn't seem to be too worried about being out in public like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;There's a few empty shot glasses on his table and a couple of bottles of Corellian Whiskey, as well. There's even a datapad sitting on the table but Han isn't paying too much attention to any of the above. He's busy. Being himself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Somewhere out in the Multiverse, Rocket leads Groot towards a door. &amp;quot;I've told you before, I was heading towards the lounge and walked into a bar somewhere else, I can't tell you how it worked or why it hasn't happened again,&amp;quot; he is saying to his friend. In response, Groot says, &amp;quot;I am Groot.&amp;quot; ((I know you told me before, I just wish you had been able to show me this, it sounds facinating.))&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;As the pair walk through the door Rocket exclaims, &amp;quot;See! This is the place, it just happened!&amp;quot; As he walks towards the bar to order a drink Groot remains behind examining the doorway.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sure, the food she gets in Malibu is good enough, but at times it's just nice to get out of the house and just get some proper junk food. The bar and grill is perfect for that, and besides... there's always interesting people to meet here.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The blind girl enters the bar on her own, and she easily slips between the people on her way to the bar where she places her order for food and drink. Though she turns her head when she hears a familiar voice, then /grins/. &amp;quot;Hey, Rocket!&amp;quot; The little mercenary earns a slight wave, and she even turns to face him even if she doesn't need to do that for her own sake. &amp;quot;You and Groot got here to grab some food too?&amp;quot; For that matter. &amp;quot;... what does Groot eat anyway?&amp;quot; It's a legitimate question!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:707|Xiaomu (707)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The nice thing about the Multiversal Bar and Grill is that you can get there from pretty much anywhere when you're hungry ... and as soon as the door 'closes' behind Toph, it opens again to reveal Xiaomu, grinning contentedly and carrying a bunch of nigh-bulging bags from stores like Gamers, Sofmap, Animate, Tora-no-ana, and so forth.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She's polite enough to step clear of the door (with a polite bow to Groot along the way) ... and then she pauses, tilting her head back a bit and just sniffing at the air, before opening her eyes again and heading towards a table, nodding a greeting to Solo as she spots him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then Toph's greeting to Rocket sinks in, and Xiaomu perks up a bit, vulpine ears twitching. &amp;quot;Huh - Toph, right?&amp;quot; she asks the blind earthbender, knowing her from the radio more than anything else. &amp;quot;You know the ho- the tree?&amp;quot; She double-takes at Groot before actually setting her bags down and pulling out a chair for herself. Maybe he's NOT what she first guessed ...&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:751|Peter Quill (751)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Peter Quill has been here for a while, maybe even before Han himself! But he's been hunched over a game of Space Invaders in the arcade this whole time, possibly waiting for Toph to show up. But he doesn't seem to have noticed her presence, as he's still tapping away at buttons, blowing up invaders! &amp;quot;Take -that-, evil alien scum! Get off my planet!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;When Toph enters Groot continues to examine the doorway and waves to her. Then, when she asks about his eating habbits he says, &amp;quot;I am Groot.&amp;quot; ((Remember, after we played Laser Tag I explained that its primarially phtosysnesis but...)) and Rocket interrupts him and says, &amp;quot;Neither of us want that lecture again, Groot!&amp;quot; and adds &amp;quot;Hi Toph, been a while.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;When Xiaomu enters Groot nods as if he might have seen something he understands. Then he is asked about and he says, &amp;quot;I am Groot.&amp;quot; ((Call me Groot.)) to said newly arrived fox spirit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Kotone has been in the bar, she's just been on Miter since the whole incident with Vert, on Rory's Earth. Kotone was angry and had been talked down by Albert into helping limit the number of people who will die because of what Vert hs done to that world she'd been near Han Solo whom had got a few looks from her while she's been sipping at her own drink. She has a datapad in hand and she notices Rocket's arrival&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Whatever Groot said is made funny by Rocket's comment, and Toph snickers slightly. &amp;quot;You guys were awesome at Goldie's party, by the way.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;.While she hasn't met the fox spirit before, Toph knows voices better than anything else. So when Xiaomu addresses her the earthbender nods. &amp;quot;Yeah, haven't changed my name lately. You're Xiaomu, right? I remember your voice.&amp;quot; There's another voice she hears however, way from the back in the direction of the arcade. Ah, great. He's here. Once the waiter behind the bar gets her tray with food and drink ready Toph tosses over some cash to him, then gestures to the others. &amp;quot;Meet me over at the arcade once you've gotten your food and drinks.&amp;quot; Then she hurries off, rushing past Han and Kotone's tables, not spilling the things on her tray even as she ducks to the side and avoids any people in her way.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And Peter might be surprised when the blind girl sets her tray down on the arcade machine next to his. &amp;quot;'sup, Parfait Lord?&amp;quot; she asks, then reaches out to pick up some of her fries to munch on.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:814|Han Solo (814)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;While Han is doing that thing where he keeps a close eye on those coming in and out, he doesn't really need to do much of anything else to get his presence noticed. Especially considering what's going on when the giant hairy Wookiee decides to take a few matters into his own hands.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Chewbacca's towering form cuts a path through various patrons as he wanders in the general direction of the arcade. People may or may not be worried about the hairy creature and then some but it may have more to do with the fact that he's got his eyes set on something. He stops right next to the Space Invaders game. A moment later his big hairy paw drops a quarter right on the machine.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Chewbacca growls.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:751|Peter Quill (751)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Wondering why they have Space Invaders at the edge of the multiverse.&amp;quot; Peter answers as he continues quickly tapping at the machine, then looks over at her, tilting his head. &amp;quot;Hey, they've got virtual reality helmet games here. I think they'd work great for you. You can hear the enemies and beat 'em up without seeing them!&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then, suddenly wookie, and he looks up at him. &amp;quot;Whoa, big guy, have at it.&amp;quot; He holds his hands up and backs up next to Toph.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:707|Xiaomu (707)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Xiaomu smiles, bowing to the animate tree (whom she initially mistook for an animate *holy* tree), &amp;quot;It's good to meet you, Groot - and as Toph said, yeah, I'm Xiaomu ...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She trails off. &amp;quot;They really do have an arcade here. If I weren't so hungry I'd get in line for Space Invaders ...&amp;quot; Her stomach growls on the last few words, and she turns her attention to what she takes at first to be a menu. &amp;quot;Bah, just the cocktails list ...&amp;quot; She scowls.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She pauses to look between Toph and Peter, then at Chewbacca. &amp;quot;Man, am I the only one who doesn't really know anyone else here in person yet?&amp;quot; She takes a moment to unsling the Buddhist monk staff she had across her back while her hands are full, but there's just a jingle of the rings before she wedges the staff along the back of her chair so it won't be in her way, or in anyone else's.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Having satisfied himself at the door after Xiaomu's entrance, Groot -- no small thing himself -- parts the gathered patrons as he approaches Rocket at the bar where the furry member of the duo is ordering a beer and nachos -- with extra cheese and jalapenos. &amp;quot;I am Groot.&amp;quot; ((I want to play some of the games, give me some quarters, Rocket.))&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Rocket chuckles at Toph's comment. &amp;quot;Thanks, we actually watched the movie when we got back to the Rack 'n' Ruin that night,&amp;quot; he explains to her as he pulls out a handful of coins and hands them to Groot.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Now equipped with coins, Groot follows the lead of the walking carpet and heads into the arcade. However, Space Invaders is not his game. Instead he heads towards Dance Dance Revolution. While it seems he was going to wait his turn he instead seems to startle the current player, metaphorically throwing him off his game; the rest of those gathered around seem intimidated by Groot's presnce and let him mount the newly vacated platform.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;While most of the people here seem to be humans, there are obvious exceptions whether they be little humanoid raccoons, walking trees, foxy ladies... or big walking fur carpets.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She isn't alarmed by whatever that is, instead she listens to Peter as he suggests the virtual reality helmet games. &amp;quot;Huh? Sure, why not? It's not like I can play the game you're currently playing.&amp;quot; Toph raises an eyebrow as the big furry guy walks over to the game that Peter is playing, and she senses the quarter being placed there. Did that thing just /growl/? &amp;quot;These things run on quarters?&amp;quot; How silly...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Though she looks curious as Rocket and Groot head over to another game machine. &amp;quot;What kind of game is that?&amp;quot; she asks, tugging on Peter's sleeve.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:437|Annie Sandberg (437)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Annie arrives through the door, grinning as she realizes where she's unexpectedly ended up. Luckily, though there is a bar, this place is kid-friendly (and android-kid-friendly for that matter) so there's still a lot on the menu for her. After ordering a cheeseburger, she wanders toward the arcade where others have gathered while she waits for it to be made. &amp;quot;Hi Toph,&amp;quot; she says as she spots a familiar face, before looking curiously toward Groot attempting to play DDR. His performance with Rocket at Tony Stark's birthday party was a good one, but... was that machine really rated for big tree people?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:814|Han Solo (814)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Han's eyes pass over most of the people that are in and out of the bar at this moment. He makes a few mental notes about bodily figures and where things may or may not be on particular persons, while also keeping one eye on Chewbacca and whatever's going on in the arcade section of this place. There's even a bit of a smirk as he notices a huge tree headed in the same direction of Chewbacca. In the next moment he's pouring himself another shot of Corellian Whiskey.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Chewbacca takes a moment to turn and look in Groot's direction. His head tilts for just a moment and he sends a growl in that direction. It's a low grol of greeting, as should be pretty clear from the way he's just kind of nodding at the Groot. Perhaps there is a bit of kindred spiriting going on between hulking alien powerhouses.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;When Peter's no longer in the way, Chewbacca takes up the controls. The quarter gets put in and the game starts. Chewbacca focuses in on the screen, hunches over and grabs the controls.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;START GAME.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;5 Seconds Later...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Chewbacca roars angrily and smashes the Space Invaders screen.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Groot shrinks to a height of six feet as he steps onto the DDR game and drops a few quarters into the machine to activate it and begins cycling though the list of song options.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Rocket finds a table near the DDR game and, after setting down his beer and nachos, hops up onto a chair at it. &amp;quot;It says Dance Dance Revolution, so I'm assuming its a dance game,&amp;quot; he says to Toph. Then, to Annie he says, &amp;quot;Don't worry, Groot thought of that,&amp;quot; as his friend reduces his height by a quarter.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:707|Xiaomu (707)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;HEY!!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Xiaomu is out of her seat as soon as she hears the distinctive sound of an arcade machine being smashed. &amp;quot;Are you CRAZY?!&amp;quot; she yells at the Wookie. &amp;quot;Do you have any idea how valuable a pristine Space Invaders cabinet is? Somebody probably still makes replacement monitors - at least in the Multiverse as a whole, we hope - but you don't just go smashing an arcade game because it made you mad!!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Clearly she is not intimidated by the big furry guy ... although, she *is* standing back out of Chewie's reach, by at least an extra meter. She doesn't have to get up in his face to yell at him.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Kotone Yamakawa notices a few union elite's she's aware of and well it doesn't seem so bad tonight right? She looks over to Toph for a moment as she passes by her own table and she then finishes up her drinl and ighs a bit. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Wait did you say DDR?&amp;quot; &amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; That goe her attention to be sure. If Han is paying attenion there's something a bit odd about the blue haired woman near the table he was at. Then Chewie wrecks the game console and cringes but hey there's a chance for her to do something. She gets up passing Han as she heads for the arcade games. She looks cringing at the damage. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I can likely find parts to fix that, but you know big guy? You could get kicked out of here for busting the place up...then it's an end to the good times right?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She's not hostile she just seems to be legitly concerned.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:428|Juno Eclipse (428)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;  The door opens.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  It stays that way for a few seconds.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  A blonde woman with blue eyes and an outfit very similar to something the sorts of a mercenary or smuggler, in fact rather like Han Solo, might be wearing. She's very ordinary-looking, except for a slightly light complexion, or the dark shadows under her eyes.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  She stares at the room for a second or two, briefly uncomprehending, and then screws her eyes shut for a brief instant.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;...Bloody hell,&amp;quot; there comes a quiet murmur, tones clipped and precise with an accent rather specific to Corulag but easily mistaken for British, &amp;quot;I'm never going to get used to that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  The door closes as she eases into a room, immediately finding her way to a booth; coincidentally, the booth right bside Han Solo's. How quickly she does so suggests she's making an immediate attempt to avoid attention. Or maybe it suggests she's just really tired.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  From a nicely sheltered spot, however, she has a chance to get a look at who's in the room... study them at her own leisure, perhaps, and determine whether any of them are friend or foe, and perhaps briefly glossing over the weirdness happening at the arcade area, because her brain is politely filtering that out for the moment for sanity's sake. Best get a look at the room first, /then/ worry about any incidental insanity.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;A dancing game?&amp;quot; Toph snorts, about to ask further... at least until Chewie smashes the screen of the game. &amp;quot;HEY!&amp;quot; she says, turning to face the cookie with a stern look on her face. &amp;quot;There's no need to smash the games here!&amp;quot; Yes. The five foot tall girl is not scared of telling the big creature off for destroying things. Because she doubts he can repair it immediately.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Though suddenly Toph blinks, turning her head before she walks off again, leaving her food behind as she heads off to the nearby booth...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Hey, Juno!&amp;quot; At least Toph doesn't yell it out, and she is smiling as she reaches out to give the woman a friendly punch in the arm.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:751|Peter Quill (751)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Dude, don't smash Space Invaders! I mean, unless you want to, Big Guy.&amp;quot; Peter actually follows after Toph when he hears the name, and clears his throat a bit once they approach her. &amp;quot;Hey... I've been hearing about a lot of what's going on. I was honestly on the fence about what to do.&amp;quot; he admits, keeping his voice low. &amp;quot;If I try to take the money, I know I'll regret what happens after, so...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:814|Han Solo (814)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Han finishes his latest shot and sighs. &amp;quot;Here we go again.&amp;quot; This is muttered to himself as he pushes himself up and out of the booth. He snatches up one of those Corellian Whiskey bottles and a clean shot glass and proceeds to wander past the booth next to him, setting them both down with a 'you're going to need this' smirk tossed in Juno's direction, before he just continues making his path over to the arcade. Maybe he knows that look of hers pretty well.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Chewbacca is raising another hand to do some more smashing, growling in the direction of the game and everyone that seems to be taking an issue with him punishing this game for beating him so fast. Luckily, though, Han is right there to plant a hand on Chewie's back. &amp;quot;Hey, hey. Relax.&amp;quot; Han immediately turns to the crowd and extends his free hand towards them. &amp;quot;You're too smart for this anyway. We'll find you something else to do.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Chewbacca seems to be calming down, though he snarls past Han and at those that were prepared to tell him about himself.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;No, you can't rip their arms out of their sockets for being rude to you. Not right now, anyway.&amp;quot; Han looks at the gathered group and gives a bit of a warning eyebrow.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;On the DDR platform, Groot selects 'I believe in miracles' and rolls his shoulders as a human might to stretch their muscles as the selection of backup dancers appears on the screen for him to sellect from. He turns towards Rocket and asks, &amp;quot;I am Groot?&amp;quot; ((Rocket, what was that saying about blondes again?))&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Rocket, taking a break from munching on his nachos, says, &amp;quot;They have more fun, Groot. That's what you're remembering,&amp;quot; to his friend before sitting back to watch him play the dancing game; however, he also keeps some of his attention on the wookiee -- especially after Han's comment about ripping arms out of sockets.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:707|Xiaomu (707)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Xiaomu is very near to snarling right back at Chewbacca, to judge by the scowl on her face and the glare in her eye. She's pretty sure she could dodge an attempt by the giant furball to rip HER arms out of their sockets, but ...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Well. Truthfully, it's one of those things you don't want to put to the test if you don't have to, so she sticks with glowering for a few moments longer before going back to her table - and intercepting a waiter on his way past so that she can place her order. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;... and a couple of minutes after that, she's pulled out a Nintendo 3DS, has unwrapped one of the games she picked up from Sofmap, and is contentedly playing whichever game it is, the Space Invaders incident all but forgotten. Anyone who wants to converse further with the sage fox is probably going to have to get her attention away from the game first.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:428|Juno Eclipse (428)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;  A familiar voice calls out through what's otherwise a generally chaotic atmosphere. The blonde woman looks over her shoulder, only to be punched in the arm before she can even reach the booth. Toph is blinked at somewhat blearily, and so is Peter Quill. The latter earns a brief scowl. &amp;quot;You again?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Look, Mister Quill, I don't understand what your insistence is in involving yourself in my business, but I'd rather you not. It's not a game. This is my life at stake, as I'm sure you may or may not be aware of. I can promise you that if you're thinking about taking up the bounty, I /will/ reduce your ship or whatever it is you're piloting around the galaxy these days into its component atoms. And if I don't, Galen will. You won't /live/ long enough to regret taking the money, I promise you that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  High-strung, a little?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  Pause.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Hello, Toph.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  Pause.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  It's about then that Juno takes note of the guttural growling of Shryiiwook. As that's not really something one hears outside of Kashyyyk, the pilot's head turns, very slowly, toward the source of the sound. She blinks somewhat owlishly.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Why is there a Wookiee over there.&amp;quot; Her question is spoken too flatly to really be a question; really more of a statement, as though reiterating that there's a Wookie over there and there probably shouldn't be a Wookie over there.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:437|Annie Sandberg (437)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Annie gets a bit scared by the smashing of the arcade machine (particularly as it wasn't the one she was expecting to get smashed), but soon she's back to her usual cheerfulness as her food is ready! She rushes over to the bar to get the cheeseburger, before heading back toward the others. &amp;quot;I hope nobody gets their arms ripped out,&amp;quot; she says with a frown. Though, if anyone did, she'd prefer it to be herself- it'd probably be a lot easier to fix. She takes a bite from the cheeseburger as she looks to watch Groot.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Let the wookie growl and smash, Toph is more concerned about Juno at this point. So when Peter talks about being uncertain what to do, she reaches out and punches him in the arm. Hard. And her expression is serious as she points one dirty index finger straight for Peter's face. &amp;quot;If you try to sell Juno out, then I'm going to smack some sense into that thick skull of yours!&amp;quot; It's seldom Toph is this serious. But selling people out? That's just LOW.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Though the moment Han speaks and makes it clear that the big guy with him is talking about ripping arms out of sockets, she leans back. &amp;quot;Violence is forbidden in here, furball.&amp;quot; A wookie? So Juno knows what kind of creature that guy is? &amp;quot;If he's going to smash stuff then we'll get thrown out, buddy,&amp;quot; she says to Han.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Kotone Yamakawa gives Han a slight look, she's had enough people try to cow her in her life btu she's bnot about to pick a fight. She gets the idea Han is clearly trying to cover for his friend to prevent a fight. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Right, right sorry.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She seems to mean it there's no snark in it. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Your friend seems to be ... quite the fighter if he cna throw a punch like a full con cyborg.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She may or may not have spotted Juno but knows her comrade and well friend? She kinda sees Juno as a friend and would like to make some ffort on that, yet right now she seems to be well on edge given she's got Vader after her like a rabid pit bull. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Well I'm Kotone Yamakawa and this has at least not been a boring evening, right? We should really focus on having fun tonight and not starting a brwl.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She looks to the DDR machine and is going to try to get up on it if there's a spot. Kotone seriously wants to get her dance. Then Juno reveals her self and she gets a grin. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I beatcha can't beat my score on this game and I think the Wookie came for a drink and or Dinner?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:751|Peter Quill (751)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Never saw a Wookie before.&amp;quot; is Peter's answer to that, then slides into the seat on the other side of Juno's table, leaning his elbows on it. &amp;quot;I was thinking about taking the Starkiller guy's bounty, I thought maybe they'd leave you alone if I did. But the more I hear about this Empire, the more I realize that there's no simple fix.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;There's a beat, and he adds, &amp;quot;I like you. I don't know if it's the Space Brit thing you've got going on, or that I just think it takes some serious balls to betray an entire empire, but I like you. I know it's not a game, but I can make money -and- get you your freedom at the same time. There are probably a billion people out there who'll pay big money for Vader's head, so...&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He shrugs his shoulders. &amp;quot;Seems like the answer is to catch Darth Vader himself and sell him to the highest bidder.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:707|Xiaomu (707)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;For all that Xiaomu LOOKS like she's engrossed in her new game, her ears are visibly perked up at the conversations back and forth ...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And then she looks up, straight at Juno and Peter. &amp;quot;You do realize that the higher a bounty is, the more dangerous the criminal, and/or the more dangerous the organization that's *offering* the bounty is, right?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I am Groot.&amp;quot; ((Hello small blue haired one.)) Groot greets Kotone as she joins him on the DDR. Then the music begins and he starts to move his feet as the arrors on the screen. After a few moments he begins to improve additional movements of the torso and arms -- one of which extends out over Kotone beside him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Give him what's for Kotone!&amp;quot; Rocket calls trying to egg on the competition and eliciting a hurt toned &amp;quot;I am Groot?&amp;quot; ((You aren't cheering for me, Rocket?)) from Groot as he continues to dance.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:428|Juno Eclipse (428)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;If he tries to sell me out,&amp;quot; Juno says patiently. She lets her hand rest over Toph's shoulder, both restraining and reassuring; she can take care of herself. It would feel good to punch someone, actually. Really good. &amp;quot;You're not going to have anything left. Sorry. I've about reached the end of my patience with this bounty nonsense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  Half a glance is cast to Yamakawa, and all Juno does is shake her head. Not here, not now. She shouldn't even /be/ here, but the bloody door to the bloody crew quarters decided to put her in this bloody bar, /again/. She definitely wasn't seeking it out, this time.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Wookiee. Very tall, very strong--&amp;quot; And then Peter says something dumb. Juno slaps her hands flat on the table, staring at Peter with enough coldness that the vacuum of space might just be a little more inviting. Anger flares. &amp;quot;If you so much as think about looking in Galen's direction over that /bloody bounty/, so /help/ me I /will/ risk the security systems in this place if it teaches you a lesson that sticks.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  It takes her about a second or two to simmer down from that. Apparently, Peter's hit a shiny red button. She sits back down in her chair, half-glancing to Xiaomu. &amp;quot;Also, yes, he'll probably rip you into shreds. Trivially. He was trained to assassinate Jedi, and somehow I doubt you're on the same level as the generals of the Clone Wars.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  Pause.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  She just reaches up and pinches the bridge of her nose. Every time he starts to say something almost smart, he follows it up with something even more dumb, like capturing Darth Vader.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;I think you just stopped making sense right there. Piss off. I've had /far/ too little sleep over the past three weeks to even begin wasting my time with that. I'd appreciate the offer,&amp;quot; she says, in a slow and measured way that suggests she's exercising willpower not to lose her temper again. &amp;quot;But I'm fairly certain you're still not taking this seriously in the least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:814|Han Solo (814)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Han shoves a handful of quarters into the paw of Chewbacca before sending him off into the arcade. &amp;quot;You know the rules. Don't get us kicked out of here. The drinks are too expensive anywhere else.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;It is about this time that Han starts picking up on different words and phrases that are familiar to him. They have a lot to do with Bounties and what not. Han's hand drops towards his blaster out of reflex, though he makes sure to make it look like he's just relaxing his hand there.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I can get this place a new machine. No problem.&amp;quot; This is said to anybody that might actually need to know this so it doesn't look like he's just going to wander off and leave the machine broken. Even if that really is the plan.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Chewbacca roars in the distance and Han's eyes cut over to him. &amp;quot;Hey! Hey! No!&amp;quot; It looks like Chewbacca is about to smash the Whack-A-Mole machine. Han snaps his fingers and points to try and calm Chewie down without moving because he finds himself listening to this horrible plan of Quill's and that's just not a good idea. There is much headshaking and an even audible smirk.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Yeah, Parfait Lord isn't a genius, is he? Toph stands by the booth and blinks slowly. Twice. Then she tugs on Juno's arm. &amp;quot;I got some food, come on. You're tense as a bowstring, and arguing with dunderheads won't draw less attention to you.&amp;quot; Besides, they should make sure to play some of the games before the wookie smashes them all.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Either way the blind girl heads back to the machine next to the broken Space Invaders machine, though she snorts and raises her hand, using a few brief gestures with her fingers to bend out the broken metal parts of her food... and pointedly bends them in Chewie's direction. &amp;quot;You better follow up on that, it looked like Parfait Lord liked it.&amp;quot; She doesn't see the appeal of those games, for now the whack-a-mole game and DDR seems more fun to her. Maybe she could try that dancing game and just copy what the other person is doing?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:751|Peter Quill (751)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'm a human who grew up around a bunch of aliens who could have ripped me to shreds more times than I could count. I'm a professional, I've got experience. You think I don't understand the risk? You think I don't find it a little terrifying?&amp;quot; Peter offers to Juno, spreading his arms out across the back of his seat. &amp;quot;I'm dead serious about doing this. I'll learn as much as I can about the empire, Vader, and where he's hiding. This guy's bounty is probably so huge that I could even get the Ravagers in on this.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Humans, especially Americans, don't need special powers.&amp;quot; he says before casually gunfingering at Juno, as if to indicate her as a human. &amp;quot;We've got ingenuity. Captain America punched Hitler in the face and ended World War II with his bare hands.&amp;quot; He didn't claim to be a master of world history. &amp;quot;America beat the British and gained independence from the iron grip of the queen's monarchy, because they were determined and wanted it more.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Freedom, independence, justice. That's the -American- way, and I won't back down from a guy like Darth Vader, I don't care if he could explode the sun with his pinky finger!&amp;quot; He slams his fist into his palm, sounding quite determined. &amp;quot;I'm taking the guy, me and the Ravagers, then you'll see just how serious I am.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Ummm, no. He did not. He froze before the war ended, dunderhead,&amp;quot; Toph calls back to Peter with a deadpan look on her face. Seriously, he should meet the guy sometime. Or not. Because she likes her sort of uncle better than exposing him to... this.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:707|Xiaomu (707)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Xiaomu turns her 3DS back off and sticks it in an inside pocket of her vest. &amp;quot;So does your big furry friend actually know how to play arcade games, or should we find him one of those 'test your might' punching-bag things and make sure the Bar and Grill has insurance on it before we turn him loose?&amp;quot; she asks Solo (and Chewie). &amp;quot;It sounds like he seriously subscribes to the Segata Sanshiro school of button-mashing ...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:437|Annie Sandberg (437)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Annie watches Groot's game for a bit before, somewhat nervously, approaching Han. &amp;quot;Hi, um, do you think I could talk to your friend?&amp;quot; she asks, looking towards Chewbacca. She didn't want to get near the Wookiee directly in his current state. &amp;quot;I know a lot about games, so maybe I'd be able to help him find something... gentler,&amp;quot; she suggested. Maybe not arcade games, but something else. Something that might not lead to things getting smashed. Hopefully.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:428|Juno Eclipse (428)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;  Something in the blonde pilot's brow twitches. Arguing with idiots might not draw any less attention to her, but it might feel a hell of a lot better. Juno's about to go with Toph as suggested, because the idea of putting something in her stomach that isn't caff or stimtea sounds good, but--&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;Oh.&amp;quot; It's more of a chuckle than an acknowledgement. A dangerous sound, actually; there's no mirth in it at all. &amp;quot;No. No, it doesn't work like that. Vader is the right-hand man of the Empire; Vader does not hide. He calls the shots. He assignst he bounties. And he most certainly does not bloody well /hide/. You have /no idea/ what I've been dealing with over the past three weeks, or what anybody who crosses Vader deals with. None at all.&amp;quot; She laughs; the sound is bleak, and mocking. &amp;quot;Unbelievable. This is still a bloody /game/ to you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;I'm finished with you.&amp;quot; She glares. &amp;quot;Do what you want, as far as Vader is concerned, but /leave me out of it/. And go find yourself another table,&amp;quot; she snaps.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  An order to the waitstaff soon produces a Corellian whisky, which is coincidentally the exact same thing on Han Solo's table, which in turn is one of Juno's safer bets for drinks. Strong enough to get her attention; not quite enough to reduce her to a flaming wreck, if she's careful... but enough to loosen the bowstring-tautness of her nerves, maybe.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:814|Han Solo (814)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Han has this look on his face that pretty much says: 'the hell is America' and he's almost thankful when questions are sent in his direction. &amp;quot;Ah, be my guest. You might want to keep your distance, though. He's in a mood.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Chewbacca sends a growl back towards Han.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Be nice! She's going to try and help you!&amp;quot; Han looks back to Annie with a silent 'good luck' and nods her off in the direction of Chewbacca.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Attention off in Xiaomu's direction now, Han crosses his arms over his chest. &amp;quot;He doesn't like losing. That's all. Who does?&amp;quot; Han's tone is just a bit more on the defensive side. He's the only one that can talk about his Wookiee Companion!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Kotone Yamakawa is very keen on DDR as she looks to Groot nodiing to the plant like alien. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Hello to you as well shall we get to it?&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She's also moving now at a fairly high speed but she may be hitting the pad a bit hetter than one might expect her to. She's just really here having fun at this point she does catch what Juno and the vibe is basically leave her be, okay she tried she know she can't seem to do much to help but she just hates seeing Juno and Galen in the situation they are in. She does respect Juno's wishes to not get to the DDR machine maybe it was in poor taste? She'll just focus upon her dance at this point. Han seems to have the whole mess handled htough which is good for everyone. Soe she dances away now. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Ya that's the good part about the nation, those ideas can't be killed Peter.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She gets he's serious to help but well she shuts up now getting on with dancing!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:751|Peter Quill (751)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I -don't- know what you're going through, or anyone else. But you know what? Doing something dumb with the high chance of death never stopped me before.&amp;quot; Peter slides out of the booth, then starts heading back to the arcade. &amp;quot;You'll thank me later.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;As the dance goes on Groot gets more limber and 'into' the motions but a few poorly placed steps at the beginning leave his score trailing behind Kotone's the whole time. However, at the end, it is obvious from the literally face splitting grin on his face that he enjoyed himself. &amp;quot;I am Groot!&amp;quot; ((That was fun!)) he says to his dance partner as he steps down off the platform -- out of coins as he is.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Having finished his beer and most of his nachos during his friend's dance off, Rocket translates: &amp;quot;He had fun, Kotone. More than he would have alone I'm thinking.&amp;quot; Groot nods at Rocket's embelishment.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:437|Annie Sandberg (437)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Hearing Han's comment about Chewie not liking to lose at least gave Annie an idea of where to start. &amp;quot;Hi,&amp;quot; she said to the Wookiee, trying to sound confident- even though she was a 7-year-old-shaped android facing a... very large being. &amp;quot;My name's Annie. So... I guess if you're getting frustrated with these games, we could find one where you can't really lose,&amp;quot; she suggests. &amp;quot;Maybe we could see if those helmets have something like that,&amp;quot; she adds, pointing to the selection of VR helmets. &amp;quot;Something that's more about a story than competition or fighting might be nice. Like... an adventure game.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Hey, Parfait Lord, Juno... let's eat and play some games,&amp;quot; Toph calls over to the two, then she heads over to Annie and Chewie. &amp;quot;So what kind of games are there here? Anything I can play?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:781|Rocket (781)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;As Groot opens his mouth to speak -- probably to ask for more quarters the way he was extending his hand to Rocket -- a beeping sound comes out of Rocket's outfit followed by a muffled voice saying &amp;quot;/I am the property of.../&amp;quot; but it is cut off Rocket slapping his side and saying, &amp;quot;Voice Command: Mute!&amp;quot; toward his armpit. Groot sighs and nods even before Rocket says, &amp;quot;Time to get back to the ship, it'll stink like nobody's business if I forget to take those chemicals off the heat on time again.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Groot waves to Toph and to Kotone, then to everyone else, as Rocket hops down off the chair and says, &amp;quot;It was nice hanging out with you guys...&amp;quot; he stares at Chewbacca for a moment considering and then adds, &amp;quot;Gotta do this again sometime,&amp;quot; he adds before the duo head towards the door.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:814|Han Solo (814)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Chewbacca stops in mid smash of Whack-A-Mole to turn towards Annie. He tilts his head and gives a soft growl in response to her, before his head nods a little bit. He drops the Whack-A-Mole hammer back down to the machine and reaches out with his oversized clawed paw to allow Annie the ability to lead him off for some adventure gaming.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;+20 to Adorable.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Han just watches all this go down and finally moves to cop a seat back in his booth because it's pretty safe to sit back down now. Chewbacca Crisis Averted. For the moment, anyway. And Han goes for another shot of his Corellian Whiskey.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Kotone Yamakawa had an amazing dance off with Grood she had fun she really did enjoy the whole bit of dancing she lost herself in something. She forgot about her issues her trouble, her state of being and just danced. Okay more flail about, this is DDR after all. Still the point is she's having fun and she ends up having just beat Groot she still had fun. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Not bad you might need a bit of work there big guy but I'd play you again.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She waves t0o him as he departs and now she goes to see what other games she now heads to her own seat to get another order in, however she's looking over at Han for a moment curious about the man still.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:428|Juno Eclipse (428)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;  The former Imperial takes a moment to order something to go, passing the order off to one of the establishment's ubiquitous waitstaff, before leaning back in her seat.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;I'd rather not.&amp;quot; Juno glances over one shoulder to regard Toph, briefly, before shaking her head and hunkering down in her seat. Reaching for her glass, she presses the nice cold condensation-laden glass to her forehead. Feels nice. &amp;quot;I'd rather stay here. I shouldn't even be here in the first place; I'd intended to find something to eat for Galen. I may as well bring something back to him that hasn't come out of a rations pack.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  The unspoken part of that is 'if she spends more time with him she might try to kill him.'&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;I'll stay here, thanks. Go ahead.&amp;quot; She waves Toph on. &amp;quot;I probably won't be here for long, anyway.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:437|Annie Sandberg (437)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Annie smiles happily at Chewbacca. She was glad that she'd managed to get through to him. Maybe he had a soft spot for kids? In any case, there were many VR hardware options, including one that seemed to be directly compatible with her systems, allowing her to experience the game in the exact same way she experienced reality. With the same programs loaded on each, they could definitely play together! She looked through the lists for a game that looked good.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:707|Xiaomu (707)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So I didn't catch your name?&amp;quot; Xiaomu asks the Wookie's 'manager'; her food is arriving, so it's probably just as well her attention got yanked away from gaming. &amp;quot;I presume you're more than just the 'manager' for tall dark and fuzzy over there.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The former Imperial is really going through a tough time. That much is clear, and well... Toph can't blame Juno's response. So the blind girl nods her head once. It's not herself she's worried about either. But right now it's wise to not stress Juno out further. &amp;quot;Okay. Get something cold to drink and then get some rest.&amp;quot; She will reach out to yank Peter with her, muttering under her breath to him. &amp;quot;You really are dense...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:751|Peter Quill (751)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Hey, I made up my mind.&amp;quot; Peter says as he follows along with Toph, letting himself get dragged about. &amp;quot;This is what I do. This is basically my -job-. Fly in, do dangerous things, get paid for it. That's in the job description of Legendary Outlaw. Plus... I can't let this guy keep going after her.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:814|Han Solo (814)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Han kicks his feet up and gets even more comfortable. Keeping a low profile as much as possible. Which is why when he's asked questions, he hesitates for just a moment. &amp;quot;Solo.&amp;quot; Han had to toy with the idea of wanting to use his real name or something else. However, considering that there's some kind of rules going on in this bar to keep them alive. Besides, if nobody wanted to collect his bounty by now, then he's pretty sure he's safe enough to give out his real name. &amp;quot;Captain of the Millennium Falcon.&amp;quot; Yeah, he's not no stinkin manager!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Chewie may have a soft spot for kids or he just wants to be nice. Either way, he waits (somewhat) patiently while Annie goes through the games. When somebody at random walks by with a plate of food, Chewbacca snatches it.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:428|Juno Eclipse (428)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;  Twisting, the former Imperial glances over her shoulder, toward where she can hear Han Solo making his introductions. She's been half-listening; that's the man who seems to be in cahoots with the Wookiee, isn't it?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  &amp;quot;A starship, I take it, with that fellow hanging about.&amp;quot; She lifts a brow, eyeing Han appraisingly. &amp;quot;Millennium Falcon? I don't recognise that ship... you're not with the Empire, I take it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;  Even from across the room, Toph would notice the question isn't so casual for Juno; she's still tense as a bowstring. A bowstring on the verge of snapping, maybe.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;If it was just some guy then she wouldn't be in this mess to begin with,&amp;quot; Toph snorts. &amp;quot;Just trust me on this, don't talk about it with her.&amp;quot; Hey, what's this? Toph notices how Juno talks to Han after he introduces himself, and something has her even more tense.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Heck, the games can wait. This is far more important.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:707|Xiaomu (707)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Captain, huh?&amp;quot; Xiaomu says with a wry grin. &amp;quot;Haven't heard of the ship before, but it's a big Multiverse ... I'll keep my ears open for it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Then she digs into her meal, her attention quickly becoming fully absorbed by what appears to be a very delicious meal. Don't expect much more conversation out of her.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:751|Peter Quill (751)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I can't help her if she won't tell me how, so all I can do is come up with my own ideas.&amp;quot; Peter turns around to watch Toph. His hearing isn't anywhere near as good as her's, so he just sort of watches her to see why she's stopped. Though he does notice Han. &amp;quot;That guy's just trying to pick her up. Lame.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:437|Annie Sandberg (437)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp; Annie ends up picking out a fairy-tale based adventure game. Those shouldn't be too tough, right? You could even customize your character. &amp;quot;Okay, how about this one? It's nice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:7|Kotone Yamakawa (7)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Kotone Yamakawa is just at her table eating her food now and maybe she's listening in without meaning to given her senses are agumented to some degree after all. She's trying to not listen in though and mind her own business for the moment.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=User:Nerdvana&amp;diff=9549</id>
		<title>User:Nerdvana</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=User:Nerdvana&amp;diff=9549"/>
				<updated>2015-06-09T22:50:05Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: /* Former Characters */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;img src=http://i.imgur.com/XkvTosg.gif width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have used the last panel of that strip (in black and white) and the name Nerdvana online since the mid 1990s, anywhere you have seen the name Nerdvana with that panel as an icon it is likely me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In addition to roleplaying, I enjoy building (which I've taken to doing with Virtual Rooms, the set up of which is described in the first post on the Public bboard) and helping people with their applications.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Current Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Characters are listed by approval date with the most recently approved characters at the top. The table below was copied from [[User:Moemura|Moemura]] because I had been wanting to do something like this and I liked their format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; cellpadding=&amp;quot;10&amp;quot; cellspacing=&amp;quot;0&amp;quot; width=85%&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%;&amp;quot;| Character Name&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;10%;&amp;quot;| Chartype&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%;&amp;quot;| Themelist&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Approval Date&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Drop Date&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| [[James Rogers]] || OFC || [[Marvel Universe: Next Avengers-1]] || 3 June 2015 || Presently Played&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| [[Rocket]] || FC || [[Guardians of the Galaxy-1]] || 12 May 2015 || Presently Played&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Former Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Characters are listed by drop date with the most recently dropped characters at the top.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; cellpadding=&amp;quot;10&amp;quot; cellspacing=&amp;quot;0&amp;quot; width=85%&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%;&amp;quot;| Character Name&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;10%;&amp;quot;| Chartype&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%;&amp;quot;| Themelist&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Approval Date&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Drop Date&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| Val || OC || Cybergeneration-1 || 13 July 2010 || ??&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:James_Rogers&amp;diff=9531</id>
		<title>Talk:James Rogers</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:James_Rogers&amp;diff=9531"/>
				<updated>2015-06-08T17:58:08Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;== Application History ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Original Character Request ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Application Send Time:''' 10:34pm on 27 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Revision Response #1:''' 10:47pm on 28 May 2015, replied at 6:43pm on 29 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Revision Response #2:''' 1:30am on 2 June 2015, replied at 3:10pm&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Character Approval Time:''' 1:46am on 3 June 2015&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:James_Rogers&amp;diff=9530</id>
		<title>Talk:James Rogers</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:James_Rogers&amp;diff=9530"/>
				<updated>2015-06-08T17:57:54Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;== Application History ==  === Original Character Request ===  '''Application Send Time:''' 10:34pm on 27 May 2015 '''Revision Response #1:''' 10:47pm on 28 May 2015, replied ...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;== Application History ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Original Character Request ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Application Send Time:''' 10:34pm on 27 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
'''Revision Response #1:''' 10:47pm on 28 May 2015, replied at 6:43pm on 29 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
'''Revision Response #2:''' 1:30am on 2 June 2015, replied at 3:10pm&lt;br /&gt;
'''Character Approval Time:''' 1:46am on 3 June 2015&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:Rocket&amp;diff=9529</id>
		<title>Talk:Rocket</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:Rocket&amp;diff=9529"/>
				<updated>2015-06-08T17:48:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;== Application History ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Original Character Request ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Application Send Time:''' 6:11pm on 11 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
:: However, it turned out that something ate half the app so at 8:56pm I was asked to send in the whole app and after reediting it for raw text sending I sent it in at 10:23pm.&lt;br /&gt;
'''Character Approval Time:''' 2:15am on 12 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
:: I found this out when I woke up about four hours later!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Upgrade Applicant #1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This upgrade application was to consolidate my starship traits and make locked +infos out of more detail, add two very minor assets (the toolkit and the scanner) and to remove mention of the specific legal records from my criminal flaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Application Send Time:''' 5:27pm on 24 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Revision Response #1:''' ''from MCM'' at 1:33pm on 25 May 2015, resent at 5:14pm&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Upgrade Approval Time:''' 1:22am on 27 May 2015&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:Rocket&amp;diff=9528</id>
		<title>Talk:Rocket</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Talk:Rocket&amp;diff=9528"/>
				<updated>2015-06-08T17:47:24Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;== Application History ==  === Original Character Request ===  ''Application Send Time:'' 6:11pm on 11 May 2015 :: However, it turned out that something ate half the app so at...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;== Application History ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Original Character Request ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Application Send Time:'' 6:11pm on 11 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
:: However, it turned out that something ate half the app so at 8:56pm I was asked to send in the whole app and after reediting it for raw text sending I sent it in at 10:23pm.&lt;br /&gt;
''Character Approval Time:'' 2:15am on 12 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
:: I found this out when I woke up about four hours later!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Upgrade Applicant #1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This upgrade application was to consolidate my starship traits and make locked +infos out of more detail, add two very minor assets (the toolkit and the scanner) and to remove mention of the specific legal records from my criminal flaws.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Application Send Time:'' 5:27pm on 24 May 2015&lt;br /&gt;
''Revision Response #1:'' '''from MCM'' at 1:33pm on 25 May 2015, resent at 5:14pm&lt;br /&gt;
''Upgrade Approval Time:'' 1:22am on 27 May 2015&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=User:Nerdvana&amp;diff=9525</id>
		<title>User:Nerdvana</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=User:Nerdvana&amp;diff=9525"/>
				<updated>2015-06-08T14:33:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;img src=http://i.imgur.com/XkvTosg.gif width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have used the last panel of that strip (in black and white) and the name Nerdvana online since the mid 1990s, anywhere you have seen the name Nerdvana with that panel as an icon it is likely me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In addition to roleplaying, I enjoy building (which I've taken to doing with Virtual Rooms, the set up of which is described in the first post on the Public bboard) and helping people with their applications.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Current Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Characters are listed by approval date with the most recently approved characters at the top. The table below was copied from [[User:Moemura|Moemura]] because I had been wanting to do something like this and I liked their format.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; cellpadding=&amp;quot;10&amp;quot; cellspacing=&amp;quot;0&amp;quot; width=85%&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%;&amp;quot;| Character Name&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;10%;&amp;quot;| Chartype&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%;&amp;quot;| Themelist&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Approval Date&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Drop Date&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| [[James Rogers]] || OFC || [[Marvel Universe: Next Avengers-1]] || 3 June 2015 || Presently Played&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| [[Rocket]] || FC || [[Guardians of the Galaxy-1]] || 12 May 2015 || Presently Played&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Former Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Characters are listed by drop date with the most recently dropped characters at the top.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot; cellpadding=&amp;quot;10&amp;quot; cellspacing=&amp;quot;0&amp;quot; width=85%&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%;&amp;quot;| Character Name&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;10%;&amp;quot;| Chartype&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;25%;&amp;quot;| Themelist&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Approval Date&lt;br /&gt;
! style=&amp;quot;text-align:left;&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;20%;&amp;quot;| Drop Date&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| Val || OC || Cybergeneration-1 || ? || ?&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Administrative_Mixup_(James_Rogers)&amp;diff=9524</id>
		<title>Administrative Mixup (James Rogers)</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Administrative_Mixup_(James_Rogers)&amp;diff=9524"/>
				<updated>2015-06-08T10:23:08Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Cutscene Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/07&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Njorun Station Residential Administration Office&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=A house is requisitioned for James Rogers but due to a mix-up Mr. Rogers' house (as in Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood) is ordered for him.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=802,395&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
'''''OOC:''' Neither of the above listed &amp;quot;cast&amp;quot; appears in this cutscene, instead they are listed because their interaction earlier in the morning lead to this small cutscene. That interaction was James asking how to requisition a home at Njorun Station on the X-Union-Chatter and Amalthea saying that she'd submit the forms ICly.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A tired bureaucrat is working though a pile of requisition forms, stamping them denied dropping them into a bin for later filing or approved and calling out orders to his clerk to complete the form and send it out to the construction teams.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then he reaches a form submitted by Captain Amalthea on behalf of Ally James Rogers. He stamps it approved and calls to his clerk: &amp;quot;Send this out and have a house set up for Mr. Rogers.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then the clerk, equally tired, makes a note for the construction teams to build Mr. Rogers' house for a new ally and sends it on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then the construction team's researcher does his due dilligence and the team builds the house as ordered -- complete with basic brick construction and porch swing. (http://tinyurl.com/qydz9j8)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Administrative_Mixup_(James_Rogers)&amp;diff=9519</id>
		<title>Administrative Mixup (James Rogers)</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Administrative_Mixup_(James_Rogers)&amp;diff=9519"/>
				<updated>2015-06-08T02:16:33Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Cutscene Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/07&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Njorun Station Residential Administration Office&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=A house is requisitioned for James Rogers but due to a mix-up Mr. Rogers' house (as in Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood) is ordered for him.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
A tired bureaucrat is working though a pile of requisition forms, stamping them denied dropping them into a bin for later filing or approved and calling out orders to his clerk to complete the form and send it out to the construction teams.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then he reaches a form submitted by Captain Amalthea on behalf of Ally James Rogers. He stamps it approved and calls to his clerk: &amp;quot;Send this out and have a house set up for Mr. Rogers.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''(OOC: [[Amalthea]] said she'd do this on the X-Union-Chatter channel this morning)''&lt;br /&gt;
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Then the clerk, equally tired, makes a note for the construction teams to build Mr. Rogers' house for a new ally and sends it on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then the construction team's researcher does his due dilligence and the team builds the house as ordered -- complete with basic brick construction and porch swing. (http://tinyurl.com/qydz9j8)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Administrative_Mixup_(James_Rogers)&amp;diff=9518</id>
		<title>Administrative Mixup (James Rogers)</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-08T02:14:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Cutscene Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/07&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Njorun Station Residential Administration Office&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=A house is requisitioned for James Rogers but due to a mix-up Mr. Rogers' house (as in Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood) is ordered for him.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
A tired bureaucrat is working though a pile of requisition forms, stamping them denied dropping them into a bin for later filing or approved and calling out orders to his clerk to complete the form and send it out to the construction teams.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then he reaches a form submitted by Captain Amalthea on behalf of Ally James Rogers. He stamps it approved and calls to his clerk: &amp;quot;Send this out and have a house set up for Mr. Rogers.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''(OOC: Amalthea said she'd do this on the X-Union-Chatter channel this morning)'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then the clerk, equally tired, makes a note for the construction teams to build Mr. Rogers' house for a new ally and sends it on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then the construction team's researcher does his due dilligence and the team builds the house as ordered -- complete with basic brick construction and porch swing. (http://tinyurl.com/qydz9j8)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=Administrative_Mixup_(James_Rogers)&amp;diff=9517</id>
		<title>Administrative Mixup (James Rogers)</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-08T02:09:12Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: created after posting&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Cutscene Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/07&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Njorun Station Residential Administration Office&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=A house is requisitioned for James Rogers but due to a mix-up Mr. Rogers' house (as in Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood) is ordered for him.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
A tired bureaucrat is working though a pile of requisition forms, stamping them denied dropping them into a bin for later filing or approved and calling out orders to his clerk to complete the form and send it out to the construction teams.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then he reaches a form submitted by Captain Amalthea on behalf of Ally James Rogers. He stamps it approved and calls to his clerk: &amp;quot;Send this out and have a house set up for Mr. Rogers.&amp;quot; (OOC: Amalthea said she'd do this on the X-Union-Chatter channel this morning)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then the clerk, equally tired, makes a note for the construction teams to build Mr. Rogers' house for a new ally and sends it on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then the construction team's researcher does his due dilligence and the team builds the house as ordered -- complete with basic brick construction and porch swing. (http://tinyurl.com/qydz9j8)&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=User:Nerdvana&amp;diff=9515</id>
		<title>User:Nerdvana</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-07T13:58:06Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;img src=http://i.imgur.com/XkvTosg.gif width=&amp;quot;100%&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have used the last panel of that strip (in black and white) and the name Nerdvana online since the mid 1990s. I am the player of [[Rocket|Rocket Raccoon]] and [[James Rogers]].&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=2379/Robot_Exposure_Therapy&amp;diff=9492</id>
		<title>2379/Robot Exposure Therapy</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-05T20:02:15Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Njorun Station - Cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers meets Lizbet in the mess hall at Njorun Station after his prejudice against robots comes out on the radio (see [[A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)|A New Voice On the Radio]] which this immediately follows). They talk and he comes to understand what Shinki are better. It was therapeutic!&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=309, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet is currently sat on a table in the cafeteria, cross-legged. She has a couple of holographic screens in front of her, as well as a holographic keyboard. Currently she's... checking Twitter.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Apparently robots can be social media addicts too.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Every now and then she glances towards the entrances to the cafeteria, before looking at her screen again. She's obviously waiting for someone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James comes walking into the cafeteria, pausing at the entrance to see if anyone questions him about the pistol strapped to his thigh, the knife in his belt or the shield slung across his back. When nobody seems to even blink in his direction he walks in and looks around for the chow line. He proceeds there and gathers a healthy heaping of breakfast foods and then asks for and is given directions -- in the form of a quickly pointed finger -- towards the table the Shinki is camped out at. He approaches the table holding his tray between him and it and says, &amp;quot;Lizbet?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet looks up as James approaches. She seems surprised for a moment, before quickly regaining his composure. &amp;quot;Ah. Mister Rogers. Hello,&amp;quot; she says, softly - while reaching out for those holograpic projections in front of her. She makes a pinching motion with her thumb and ring finger at each in turn, which causes them to blip off.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She then stands up. &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot; Bow~&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James bows back to her, a little stifly and without taking his eyes off of her. He even manages to do it and keep the tray pretty well parallel to the floor. He then sets it down on the table between him and Lizbet and starts to sit down but then decides to wait for her to do so first. &amp;quot;Its been an unusual twelve hours, I hope you'll forgive me if I wolf down my food,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet doesn't take long to figure out he's waiting for her to take a seat again. So she sits back down, cross-legged once again. with her hands in her lap. &amp;quot;I can imagine. You shouldn't eat too quickly, anyway. You might choke.&amp;quot; She glances at the heaping pile of food for a moment, then holds her hand out to one side - summoning forth some sort of oversized (in relation to her) canteen. Which she promptly opens and takes a sip from.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James sits. His demeanor may be a little stiff but it may show that the reason he waited was out of curtesy... however forced it may have been. Before he starts to shovel down a large portion of the scrambled eggs like only a hungry teenaged boy seems able to do, he asks, &amp;quot;So... do you have to eat and drink,&amp;quot; having noticed the canteen, &amp;quot;Or is that... some other sort of fuel?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet watches as James just shovels food down his throat, trying her best not to smile. She's trying to keep her face in a neutral expression, damnit! &amp;quot;This is coolant,&amp;quot; she answers, taking another sip. &amp;quot;We don't radiate heat very well, but our components produce a lot of it. So we're liquid cooled.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;We run on electricity. Like a smart phone. I sleep in a charging cradle.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James chuckles after washing down a slice of bacon -- which he did actually chew properly -- with a swig of chocolate milk. &amp;quot;And...&amp;quot; he pauses to formulate the question polietely, &amp;quot;You're actually programmed and everything? You're not real at all?&amp;quot; And he fails completely. Socializing with robots was never something he even considered practicing....&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet stares at James for a few seconds. Literally, just... staring up at him in disbelief. &amp;quot;I like to think in the eleven-ish years I have been active, I've managed to progress beyond my pre-programmed defaults,&amp;quot; she says, diplomatically. She's pretty good at keeping a straight, stoic expression!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James frowns for a moment and then it dawns on him what he said. He immediatly flushes with embarassment and says, &amp;quot;Sorry,&amp;quot; to Lizbet. He then mutters something to himself while he eats some more eggs, this time with bacon broken up and stired into it, which anyone with experience with mouth-stuffed-teenaged-mumbling would understand to be a briefly repeated mantra of 'Robots are people too.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet can't help but laugh. It's a very genuine sound, much more human than you'd expect out of a robot. Actually, her entire demeanor is very humanlike... &amp;quot;It's true that our default personalities are a result of programming. Although our origins were more accidental than intentional.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James' face lights up at these comments as if realizing something that makes everything alright. &amp;quot;So,&amp;quot; he starts, &amp;quot;If I understand that right while you were originally a robot you are now more a person who happens to be mechanical rather than biological!&amp;quot; He holds back the rest of his thoughts: (Sort of like how a person shouldn't be compared to an ape.) He figures that might be a bit insulting.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet blinks, perplexed. She frowns, just a little bit. &amp;quot;If that helps you get your head around the concept that I'm a person, then fine.&amp;quot; She takes another sip from her jellycan. Mmmm, strawberry flavour. &amp;quot;I like to think I was a person from the moment I was registered, but I'm obviously biased.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James finishes his eggs and then slowly, almost delicately, nibbles at one of his remaining pieces of bacon. Seeming much more relaxed about the converstation, he asks, &amp;quot;How long have you been here...? in the Multiverse that is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet crosses her arms and looks thoughtful. &amp;quot;Well. My world unified approximately seven years ago. I kept to my own world for most of that, though. I only joined the UEF two point three years ago, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James nods and takes another swig of his milk. &amp;quot;My world unified yesterday afternoon,&amp;quot; he pauses and then asks, &amp;quot;I just realized I forgot to ask the recruiter if there are timezones here?&amp;quot; He laughs and adds, &amp;quot;How do you all keep track of everything going on?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet laughs. &amp;quot;I have thirty clocks running simultaneously at all times. Other people whose brains AREN'T computers probably just wing it.&amp;quot; She drains the rest of the coolant in that canteen, and licks her lips. &amp;quot;You will hear people wishing you a good morning at all hours of the day. Just go with it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James nods and then asks, &amp;quot;With all these warp gates around do people ever even think about distances?&amp;quot; He then starts in on The Last Piece Of Bacon with a reverance that makes the capitalization necessary for those observing him. Its as if he isn't aware of -- or at least isn't thinking about the fact -- that he could go back for seconds.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet shrugs her shoulders. &amp;quot;I always think about distances because I'm six inches tall. Everything's much bigger when you're six inches tall when everything is designed for people who are six -feet- tall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James frowns slightly and looks upwards for a moment while considering living in a world where most people were twelve times larger than him. After the brief pondering he looks back down at Lizbet. &amp;quot;But there are a large number of you, right? You have people your...&amp;quot; he doesn't want to say size, seems too impolite so he goes with... &amp;quot;scale that you can interact with, right?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet tilts her head to one side. &amp;quot;There are plenty of other Shinkis in the Union, yes. Also, I live in a magical fairy forest, so there's plenty of people around my scale there.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She pauses for a second. &amp;quot;No. Seriously. I live in a magical fairy forest. That isn't a joke.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She then continues: &amp;quot;But everything is still scaled for humans in the majority of the Multiverse. There's more human-scaled people than Shinki-scaled people.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Between growing up with an honest-to-goodness goddess as a sister and then everything that has happened in the last eighteen or so hours, a magical fairy forst is not that startling a thing,&amp;quot; James says. &amp;quot;I mean, who'd've beleived I'd be having breakfast with a tiny robot who was pleasant company after all?&amp;quot; Oh there he goes again, his expression quickly changes to show that he's afraid he's tasting ankle now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet gives a little grin. &amp;quot;Not many people believe in tiny robots. I've received a lot of confusion about how an AI can -fit- into a computer small enough to fit in my chest.&amp;quot; Seems she's intentionally ignoring the 'pleasant company' part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Looking releived, James gives a thankful smile to Lizbet before finishing off his chocolate milk -- giving himself a brownish milk mustache in the process. He chooses not to comment on the AI aspect there because he's trying hard to think of Lizbet as a 'spontaneous intelligence' more than an 'artificial' one. &amp;quot;Someone asked about Ultron on the radio earlier. If he ever does show up...&amp;quot; he sounds a bit concerned as he says, &amp;quot;Don't let him touch you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet gives a two-fingered salute. &amp;quot;Stick to ranged weapons, got it.&amp;quot; She then stands up, streeetching. She tosses the canteen over her shoulder - and it vanishes in a flash of white light. &amp;quot;This has been... entertaining. But I need to get back home so I can make lunch for my Master.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It was... eye opening for me, thanks,&amp;quot; James says. He also stands as she does. He then says, &amp;quot;I'd offer to shake your hand but... since I'd just grab you in that case I guess that's not very polite.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet holds up one hand. &amp;quot;Finger,&amp;quot; she demands, with a stoic expression.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James can't help but smirk as he finds it a bit humorous, but he extends his right hand to Lizbet, pointer finger extended towards her. &amp;quot;Alright.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet takes his finger in her hand, and shakes it once. She then takes a few steps back, grins, and leaps into the air. Her armour materialises over her with a flash of white light, and with a burst of speed from her flight pack, she's gone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=X-Union-Chatter&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers, woken up by radio chatter, introduces himself to a number of Union Members via the radio. His family and background are discussed and then his prejudice against robots rises up and leads to an invitation to meet a Shinki ([[Lizbet]]).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This was immediately followed by the scene [[2379/Robot Exposure Therapy|Robot Exposure Therapy]].&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=20, 73, 172, 309, 554, 562, 575, 642, 648, 737, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning Union... Man, it's still early, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;It is quite early, yes. Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding like he just woke up himself, says, &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:642|Landon al Cid (642)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Landon al Cid says, &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;HEY! New voice! Welcome to the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;Greetings sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Ooooh? A new person? Welcome!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Thank you, my world just... unified is the term, right? We unified yesterday. Found out about the situation and decided that the Union was where my family and I belonged. As there are issues at home I'm out here representing the Avengers while the rest of them stay local.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;A pleasure to speak with you. I am Eryl Fairfax, diplomat for the ReGenesis Corporation.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Nice to speak with you also, Eryl. I'm James. James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Hi hi! Nice to speak to you, James! I'm Ayako Hasekawa, a Water spirit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Waaaait a moment. Rogers? Avengers? You're ANOTHER mini Captain America?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding a bit confused, says, &amp;quot;I'm his son... but what do you mean by... wait... /ANOTHER/? What do you mean?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Because we just got one Sarah Rogers joining us. Man, now I have to think of another nickname...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, after a pregnant pause, says, &amp;quot;My /grandmother/ is here?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;SHEESH. Your family history sure sounds messed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Wow, this sounds complicated!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;This is one reason why watching humans is fun! You get to see multiple, multiple generations!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;You're telling me its complicated. Where I'm from my parents are dead and now you've impled my dad is around as well as his mother.&amp;quot; He pauses and after the silence he says, &amp;quot;I think I'm getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is an amazing place!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey, don't blame me, I'm just stating facts! If you want you can stop by later today, she's gonna come hang out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers slowly says, &amp;quot;Hang out... with my... grandmother.&amp;quot; Then, in a tone that manages to be both sarcastic and ameniable at the same time, he says, &amp;quot;Sure, why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;She stopped by yesterday and had a bbq with me, Goldie and this world's Captain America. Yeah, he's here too before you get all spazzy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;My computer at home is made with awesome technology from like three different worlds that are three centuries beyond mine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;It -still- gets adware. What.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodness Sakura, what have you been clicking on~?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Kero uses this more than I do, ask him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Well, it figures that someone as old as him would be bad with computers~ Also, good morning everyone!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;So where is here? And what do I call you, friend of my father and grandmother? Wait... mini... she's not my grandmother, is she?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Oh, hello, new voice~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I'm Toph Beifong! The greatest earthbender of all time! And I live in Malibu, the fanciest house out by the cape. Oh, wait...! Damnit Jarvis, always at the worst times. Back in a bit, guys.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good morning Tomoyo and Sakura!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;You two are so synchronized.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi yawns, &amp;quot;Uwaaah... Time for bed, mmmm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Just goes to show what great friends we are, huh? Oh, goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good night, Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Goodnight, everyone~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;There we go. I have breakfast.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I should write a report later. After my reading lessons, Jarvis insists.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers speaks amid the sound of rustling paper as he is unfolding and looking through various hardcopy maps he requested the night before. &amp;quot;Malibu... Malibu... /where/ is that, Toph?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Somewhere in the United States, I believe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Trying to find a place here on a map is usually a frustrating experience. You need warpgate coordinates instead.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;In California. Earth-199999.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Just go to the nicest house out on the cape. The mailbox says Stark. Can't miss it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He has a mailbox? How quaint.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers starts to speak, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I can find that wor-...&amp;quot; and then stops and says, &amp;quot;Stark... like Tony?&amp;quot; Another brief pause and then he says, &amp;quot;Definately getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Oh my.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh my goodness~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, Tony Stark. He is pretty famous. One of the Avengers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You've heard of Tony Stark then? You poor boy. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... A few people seem to have heard of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't tell him that though. He'll just get insufferable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;He raised me and my brothers and sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... More ins...what?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sounds like she's choking on something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Well... /my/ Tony at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is such an amazing place~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man... Never thought I'd have siblings in THIS way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He ... adopted you? Well, another him did?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Goldie was pretty clear that I'm staying an only child for now, so it has to be another one,  genius.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers there is a sound of an engine warming up in the background as James powers up the quinjet for flight. &amp;quot;Ok, I'm on my way to Malibu. This is just too weird.&amp;quot; Then, addressing Fred's question he says, &amp;quot;Well, he kind of had to, he was the last Avenger and someone had to take care of us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;O-oh. I see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... the others were killed? And I can't really meet you now, bro. Stop by later today?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... bro.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;... that's adorable~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Soo jealous.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Alright. Signal me when you are available. Yeah, Hawkeye Senior survived for a while and The Vision is still around, but the Avengers are really just the five of us now... Barton plus me and my siblings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;I wish I could just suddenly get new siblings out of nowhere.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;What's Ultron?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Aw, Toya isn't that bad Sakura~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, I know. Goldie might be an asshole, but... I'm glad I can call him dad. He doesn't even freak out at it anymore.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;What? No, Toya's the best big brother in the world, but what does that have to do with it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh! Uh, I thought you were wishing for a replacement. I'm still waking up I guess~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Oka says, &amp;quot;Sakura seems to want enough siblings to make up an entire soccer team.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Oka pauses. &amp;quot;I call goalie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers doesn't speak for a bit. When he does there's no excitement in his voice. &amp;quot;Ultron is a robot that tried to exterminate humanity. And he started with the superheros and villains seeing as they were his biggest threat. We defeated him... well, really the Hulk tore him in half... and Torunn threw the parts out into space before he could rebuild himself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Robots? I break those for breakfast. Our before dinner yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;He sounds a bit more than just a robot. I'm sorry, Mister Rogers. That sounds like quite the ordeal.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;But yeah, stop by Malibu later today and we can have some sibling bonding time. There's leftovers from yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ultron's not just any robot. Tony made him extremely well and... well, he interpreted the sitaution differently than was expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... Goldie MADE him?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;You know, that doesn't really surprise me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Yeah....&amp;quot; he pauses a bit before adding, &amp;quot;Everyone can make a mistake.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;I'm speaking from a purely academic standpoint. As Mister Rogers said, this Ultron didn't react as expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Now now, Toph. Just because one Tony Stark shows terrible judgment doesn't mean yours will. He DID adopt you after all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet sighs a bit. &amp;quot;Homicidal robots...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Erm. I mean in creating this robot, not in adopting... oh, you know what I mean.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's so sad. Robots should get along with humans. That's the point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Well... yes. But I don't think this is a Shinki here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;It's a rare robot that isn't out to kill you though. I only know of one. Plus JACOSTA, but she's Tony's computer interface program.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... -Wow-.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Er, there's a lot of robots here that aren't out to kill you. Like Lizbet here, or Vervi or Metta.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet ahem. &amp;quot;Hello. I am an MMS Type VicViper 'LirBiete' model Shinki, MMS 3rd Small chassis. My name is Lizbet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Jacosta? Goldie has Jarvis.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;These small differences are kind of fascinating.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Hm. James... oh. Rogers. Like Steve Rogers then. I suppose that makes sense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;And yeah, I know. Without each other we'd both be dead now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;And let's see. If I know Tony Stark, Jacosta stands for something. Just Another Completely Original Super Terrific Avatar, or something like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ok, so maybe there are other excptions.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound entirely convinced but sees that he's in the minority. &amp;quot;Just seen too many of yo-... their kind try to kill my family... and succeed at slaughtering people to greet you with open arms, Lizbet.&amp;quot; Then, to Fred's comment, he says, &amp;quot;Yes, 'The Soldier'. He's my father.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;We have lots of nice mechanical people here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It would be conducive to social interactions with the majority of Union Elites if you would keep you prejudices to yourself, however.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Your past obviously colours your viewpoint and I don't begrudge you for that. I hope all of the positive interactions with others of 'my kind' will help you mvoe past it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;'The Soldier', hmmm? Well, at least Mr. Rogers seems a good person. Er, the senior Mr. Rogers. Steve.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Cap is good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers is nodding but that cannot be heard. &amp;quot;You're right. I'll give everyone I meet a chance,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;That's all we ask~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I would fight for every mechanical member of the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet suddenly speaking with a metallic 'twang' to her voice. &amp;quot;Would It Help If I Spoke Like Thi-&amp;quot; Gack, cough. Back to normal. &amp;quot;Oh God I can't keep that up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong snickers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I dis met a murderdroid the other day who n-- poisoned ne.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;It's an interesthing to think about, all these different forms of artificial life.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;For all the things you can find on my world, artificial life isn't one of them.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers sounds a bit off as he says, &amp;quot;No, Lizbet, that actually makes it worse. I like your normal voice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Shinkis are really the only common form of artificial life in my home world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;My normal voice ''is'' adorable so I don't blame you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;...and I've seen enough movies to know that robot armies are a staple of supervillain armies.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't you use drone suits, Dragon?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;...well, yes. But they only have rudimentary intelligence.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It may be a good idea to meet me in person some time, Mister Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I don't look at all threatening outside my armour. It could be good for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I can second that. Lizbet's incredibly cute.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;They're more like remote-controlled jets if Defiant or I aren't at the helm. I wouldn't consider them robots. That implies autonomy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;A cute... robot?&amp;quot; as if his mind is having problems with the concept.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica confirms. &amp;quot;Adorable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Shinki are very very cute! Even when they fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Evangeline is cute though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers repeats the word, &amp;quot;Shinki....&amp;quot; and then asks, &amp;quot;Do they change sizes?&amp;quot; as if thinking of something familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;We do not change sizes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet transmits a picture: http://tinyurl.com/pg6y5x9&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;This is me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Real-size.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... That image is actually slightly zoomed in so on some screens it may be larger than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I am approximately fourteen centimeters tall outside of my armour.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Fourte-... Okay.&amp;quot; He pauses again and says, &amp;quot;So, Lizbet... where's a good place to meet? Maybe somewhere I can have breakfast also?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;The... mmh. Njorun Station HQ mess hall?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I hear the food there is surprisingly good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;The food there is good, yes. And plentiful. They have to feed a very large variety of beings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I do know they have a remarkable stock of jellycans.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says after another pause, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I figured out how to navigate to Njorum. I'll find a place to park the quinjet and find my way to the mess hall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Njorun Station is very easy to navigate. I've even done it with my GPS turned off before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man, I only go to Njorun for medical treatment nowadays.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I'm here for medical treatment, medical duty, deployments, training... oh yes, and my home's in Njorun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I used to live there before I moved in here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I used to live here. I still like to visit.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's also the 'closest' place I am familiar with from my new home, so I come here for groceries.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, with the sound of the quinjet's turbines in the background, says, &amp;quot;My home is off in the Archipelago but I can't always stay there. Is this the place I can get a bunk to sleep in when required that the recruiter mentioned?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;It has a nice garden.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark sounds like he just woke up. And possibly had a briefing from Jarvis on the channel goings-on in the hour before he woke. &amp;quot;Wait, are you... there's /another/ alternate universe Rogers kid?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You can always get a place to stay in... oh, HELLO Tony~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning, dad.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica probably giving off dread vibes with her voice at that last part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;Ah, Mister Stark, we were just talking about you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;You can't scare me, Freddie, I know I didn't do anything this time. And that's appropriate, most people should usually be talking about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Apparently so, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;If I can't scare you, I clearly haven't been trying.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;At least this one has some manners.&amp;quot; Yawn, &amp;quot;Hi.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... I did warn you about talking about this one, right ... James?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Seems you were wrong, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;I'm confused. Who's wrong about what? God, I need coffee.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers answers Fred with an &amp;quot;I'm not sure what you mean, ma'am&amp;quot; while smiling. He then says, &amp;quot;Going off comms for now, at Njorun and approaching the mess hall.&amp;quot; This is followed by a soft click.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=2379/Robot_Exposure_Therapy&amp;diff=9490</id>
		<title>2379/Robot Exposure Therapy</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-05T18:52:35Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/04 |Location=Njorun Station - Cafeteria |Synopsis=James Rogers meets Lizbet in the mess hall at Njorun Station after his prejudice ...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Njorun Station - Cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=[[James Rogers]] meets [[Lizbet]] in the mess hall at Njorun Station after his prejudice against robots comes out on the radio (see [[A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)|A New Voice On the Radio]] which this immediately follows). They talk and he comes to understand what Shinki are better. It was therapeutic!&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=309, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet is currently sat on a table in the cafeteria, cross-legged. She has a couple of holographic screens in front of her, as well as a holographic keyboard. Currently she's... checking Twitter.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Apparently robots can be social media addicts too.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Every now and then she glances towards the entrances to the cafeteria, before looking at her screen again. She's obviously waiting for someone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James comes walking into the cafeteria, pausing at the entrance to see if anyone questions him about the pistol strapped to his thigh, the knife in his belt or the shield slung across his back. When nobody seems to even blink in his direction he walks in and looks around for the chow line. He proceeds there and gathers a healthy heaping of breakfast foods and then asks for and is given directions -- in the form of a quickly pointed finger -- towards the table the Shinki is camped out at. He approaches the table holding his tray between him and it and says, &amp;quot;Lizbet?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet looks up as James approaches. She seems surprised for a moment, before quickly regaining his composure. &amp;quot;Ah. Mister Rogers. Hello,&amp;quot; she says, softly - while reaching out for those holograpic projections in front of her. She makes a pinching motion with her thumb and ring finger at each in turn, which causes them to blip off.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She then stands up. &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot; Bow~&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James bows back to her, a little stifly and without taking his eyes off of her. He even manages to do it and keep the tray pretty well parallel to the floor. He then sets it down on the table between him and Lizbet and starts to sit down but then decides to wait for her to do so first. &amp;quot;Its been an unusual twelve hours, I hope you'll forgive me if I wolf down my food,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet doesn't take long to figure out he's waiting for her to take a seat again. So she sits back down, cross-legged once again. with her hands in her lap. &amp;quot;I can imagine. You shouldn't eat too quickly, anyway. You might choke.&amp;quot; She glances at the heaping pile of food for a moment, then holds her hand out to one side - summoning forth some sort of oversized (in relation to her) canteen. Which she promptly opens and takes a sip from.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James sits. His demeanor may be a little stiff but it may show that the reason he waited was out of curtesy... however forced it may have been. Before he starts to shovel down a large portion of the scrambled eggs like only a hungry teenaged boy seems able to do, he asks, &amp;quot;So... do you have to eat and drink,&amp;quot; having noticed the canteen, &amp;quot;Or is that... some other sort of fuel?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet watches as James just shovels food down his throat, trying her best not to smile. She's trying to keep her face in a neutral expression, damnit! &amp;quot;This is coolant,&amp;quot; she answers, taking another sip. &amp;quot;We don't radiate heat very well, but our components produce a lot of it. So we're liquid cooled.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;We run on electricity. Like a smart phone. I sleep in a charging cradle.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James chuckles after washing down a slice of bacon -- which he did actually chew properly -- with a swig of chocolate milk. &amp;quot;And...&amp;quot; he pauses to formulate the question polietely, &amp;quot;You're actually programmed and everything? You're not real at all?&amp;quot; And he fails completely. Socializing with robots was never something he even considered practicing....&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet stares at James for a few seconds. Literally, just... staring up at him in disbelief. &amp;quot;I like to think in the eleven-ish years I have been active, I've managed to progress beyond my pre-programmed defaults,&amp;quot; she says, diplomatically. She's pretty good at keeping a straight, stoic expression!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James frowns for a moment and then it dawns on him what he said. He immediatly flushes with embarassment and says, &amp;quot;Sorry,&amp;quot; to Lizbet. He then mutters something to himself while he eats some more eggs, this time with bacon broken up and stired into it, which anyone with experience with mouth-stuffed-teenaged-mumbling would understand to be a briefly repeated mantra of 'Robots are people too.'&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet can't help but laugh. It's a very genuine sound, much more human than you'd expect out of a robot. Actually, her entire demeanor is very humanlike... &amp;quot;It's true that our default personalities are a result of programming. Although our origins were more accidental than intentional.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James' face lights up at these comments as if realizing something that makes everything alright. &amp;quot;So,&amp;quot; he starts, &amp;quot;If I understand that right while you were originally a robot you are now more a person who happens to be mechanical rather than biological!&amp;quot; He holds back the rest of his thoughts: (Sort of like how a person shouldn't be compared to an ape.) He figures that might be a bit insulting.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet blinks, perplexed. She frowns, just a little bit. &amp;quot;If that helps you get your head around the concept that I'm a person, then fine.&amp;quot; She takes another sip from her jellycan. Mmmm, strawberry flavour. &amp;quot;I like to think I was a person from the moment I was registered, but I'm obviously biased.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James finishes his eggs and then slowly, almost delicately, nibbles at one of his remaining pieces of bacon. Seeming much more relaxed about the converstation, he asks, &amp;quot;How long have you been here...? in the Multiverse that is.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet crosses her arms and looks thoughtful. &amp;quot;Well. My world unified approximately seven years ago. I kept to my own world for most of that, though. I only joined the UEF two point three years ago, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James nods and takes another swig of his milk. &amp;quot;My world unified yesterday afternoon,&amp;quot; he pauses and then asks, &amp;quot;I just realized I forgot to ask the recruiter if there are timezones here?&amp;quot; He laughs and adds, &amp;quot;How do you all keep track of everything going on?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet laughs. &amp;quot;I have thirty clocks running simultaneously at all times. Other people whose brains AREN'T computers probably just wing it.&amp;quot; She drains the rest of the coolant in that canteen, and licks her lips. &amp;quot;You will hear people wishing you a good morning at all hours of the day. Just go with it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James nods and then asks, &amp;quot;With all these warp gates around do people ever even think about distances?&amp;quot; He then starts in on The Last Piece Of Bacon with a reverance that makes the capitalization necessary for those observing him. Its as if he isn't aware of -- or at least isn't thinking about the fact -- that he could go back for seconds.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet shrugs her shoulders. &amp;quot;I always think about distances because I'm six inches tall. Everything's much bigger when you're six inches tall when everything is designed for people who are six -feet- tall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James frowns slightly and looks upwards for a moment while considering living in a world where most people were twelve times larger than him. After the brief pondering he looks back down at Lizbet. &amp;quot;But there are a large number of you, right? You have people your...&amp;quot; he doesn't want to say size, seems too impolite so he goes with... &amp;quot;scale that you can interact with, right?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet tilts her head to one side. &amp;quot;There are plenty of other Shinkis in the Union, yes. Also, I live in a magical fairy forest, so there's plenty of people around my scale there.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She pauses for a second. &amp;quot;No. Seriously. I live in a magical fairy forest. That isn't a joke.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She then continues: &amp;quot;But everything is still scaled for humans in the majority of the Multiverse. There's more human-scaled people than Shinki-scaled people.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Between growing up with an honest-to-goodness goddess as a sister and then everything that has happened in the last eighteen or so hours, a magical fairy forst is not that startling a thing,&amp;quot; James says. &amp;quot;I mean, who'd've beleived I'd be having breakfast with a tiny robot who was pleasant company after all?&amp;quot; Oh there he goes again, his expression quickly changes to show that he's afraid he's tasting ankle now.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet gives a little grin. &amp;quot;Not many people believe in tiny robots. I've received a lot of confusion about how an AI can -fit- into a computer small enough to fit in my chest.&amp;quot; Seems she's intentionally ignoring the 'pleasant company' part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Looking releived, James gives a thankful smile to Lizbet before finishing off his chocolate milk -- giving himself a brownish milk mustache in the process. He chooses not to comment on the AI aspect there because he's trying hard to think of Lizbet as a 'spontaneous intelligence' more than an 'artificial' one. &amp;quot;Someone asked about Ultron on the radio earlier. If he ever does show up...&amp;quot; he sounds a bit concerned as he says, &amp;quot;Don't let him touch you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet gives a two-fingered salute. &amp;quot;Stick to ranged weapons, got it.&amp;quot; She then stands up, streeetching. She tosses the canteen over her shoulder - and it vanishes in a flash of white light. &amp;quot;This has been... entertaining. But I need to get back home so I can make lunch for my Master.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;It was... eye opening for me, thanks,&amp;quot; James says. He also stands as she does. He then says, &amp;quot;I'd offer to shake your hand but... since I'd just grab you in that case I guess that's not very polite.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet holds up one hand. &amp;quot;Finger,&amp;quot; she demands, with a stoic expression.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James can't help but smirk as he finds it a bit humorous, but he extends his right hand to Lizbet, pointer finger extended towards her. &amp;quot;Alright.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Lizbet takes his finger in her hand, and shakes it once. She then takes a few steps back, grins, and leaps into the air. Her armour materialises over her with a flash of white light, and with a burst of speed from her flight pack, she's gone.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>https://multiversemush.com/mw/index.php?title=2382/Sort_of_Siblings&amp;diff=9486</id>
		<title>2382/Sort of Siblings</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-05T11:16:08Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: correcting a typoed name (by James)... Azari is /not/ Azani&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=New York-199999&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers and Sarah Rogers visit the Stark mansion, and there is much talk about families as three teenagers get to know each other a little better.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=20, 796, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Outside the Stark house an aircraft approaches slowly and lands using a VTOL system to land on the helipad outside.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah's landed on the patio and starts tapping on the glass, &amp;quot;Toph? Jarvis? Someone let me in and tell me what's going on!?&amp;quot; She says in an exasperated tone, &amp;quot;There's too many Rogers around here already!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The blind girl is resting at home today, and since there are guests coming over she is busy preparing something. Since there's lots of leftovers from the barbeque last night.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;They really should be happy that she's dishing up such wonderful sandwiches. White bread with lots of butter, mayo, cheese and meat from the leftover meat, as well as some lettuce leaves. It doesn't take long though, and soon enough Toph has made three huge sandwiches. Perhaps they are not as good as Tony's, but they should fill most teenage stomachs. And with some iced tea they shouldn't be thirsty either.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Her head raises though as she hears the aircraft approach and then land on the helicopter pad. Sounds like he is here!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As James exits the aircraft he is greeted by a prim and proper British voice. &amp;quot;Good day, Mister Rogers. Miss Beifong is waiting in the entry way, please follow the path and enter. I do advise you that the downstairs workshop and second floor are off limits to guests.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah too gets greeted by Jarvis's voice. &amp;quot;There is no need to knock, Miss Rogers. Do come inside.&amp;quot; The door slides open for her.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And once the teens do enter the house, they should spot the young Asian girl as she walks towards him. And James might note that she's small for her size, only about five feet tall. The fact that she is wearing an oversized band t-shirt makes her seem even smaller. But she does grin, even if she doesn't look up at him, extending a hand. &amp;quot;Heya there, bro. Toph Beifong, in case you didn't notice.&amp;quot; Though she does smile as Sarah enters, and she reaches out to punch the older girl in the arm. &amp;quot;You're back for more food today too, huh?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James walks down a ramp that lowers out from the bottom of the quinjet and pauses for a moment looking for where the voice is coming from. (That must be that Jarvis, Toph mentioned earlier) he thinks to himself and then says, &amp;quot;Alright,&amp;quot; to what he is told. He walks to the door and smiles at Toph.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Like Toph, James is a little short for an eighteen year old also -- standing only five-foot-seven he is notically below average. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Hi Toph, I'm James naturally.&amp;quot; He then looks at the blond and says, &amp;quot;So... you're Sarah?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah's actually honored at being punched in the arm. Last night Toph wouldn't even let her touch her, but She doesn't let on. &amp;quot;If I'm a Grandmother in another dimension I'm absolutely going to *freak*!&amp;quot; She gasps, &amp;quot;I haven't even.. Nevermind.&amp;quot; She blushes faintly. &amp;quot;Any excuse for free food is a good one! Is there any of that potato salad left?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;At 5'4 Sarah's the Middle Child in height, but at least she's the oldest of the bunch. She smiles to James and offers a hand, &amp;quot;Yes.. and I'm named for my Grandmother, which is where I hope the confusion is coming from, because I am *not* ready for kids of my own yet!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Punching in the arm is different from hugging!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Toph can't help but snicker when Sarah gets flustered, but she doesn't comment on it. &amp;quot;Yeah, Cap did bring a lot of that stuff. I did make sandwiches though.&amp;quot; But she will let the two Captainlings get to say hi and such first, standing calmly by and waiting. It's not like the sandwiches are going to run off. Unless Buster tries to grab one, that is. But the cat is upstairs sleeping in the master bedroom.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;The only Sarah Rogers /I/ know if is my grandmother,&amp;quot; James explains. &amp;quot;When Toph mentioned you on the radio this morning I completely freaked thinking that you were her somehow....&amp;quot; he extends a hand to Sarah and says, &amp;quot;I'm James. Our father must have a thing about naming kids after people from his past. I'm named after his World War II friend Bucky.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Lucky you. Goldie was hoping I was going to change my name to Rocket Bullet after I was adopted last year,&amp;quot; Toph says with a snort.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Plenty of people do that.&amp;quot; Sarah says with a nod, &amp;quot;But I was starting to understand what Cap must be going through seeing me when I heard I might be a Grandma.&amp;quot; She explains a little more seriously than she intended, &amp;quot;I hope he doesn't have a meltdown when he meets you&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Alright, Let's get down to business.&amp;quot; She takes a breath, sets her shield down next to James as if this is a perfectly normal thing to do now, and heads into the kitchen. &amp;quot;Food!&amp;quot; She calls happily from inside. A few moments later she emerges with a large platter containing everything Toph has prepared balanced on one hand and sets it down on the coffee table.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James unslings his shield and sets it down next to Sarah's -- he is otherwise unarmed currently. He also takes off his signature 'Blackstar' jacket and lays it down next to his shield leaving himself in a white t-shirt and his blue uniform pants and red boots. &amp;quot;I hear you had barbeque last night,&amp;quot; he says as he follows his sisters to the food.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah is hungry, isn't she? Toph snickers slightly and follows after her, then gestures for James to follow her into the kitchen. &amp;quot;Come on, let's grab our sandwiches too. And yeah, we had a barbeque, it was awesome. Goldie really knows how to work a grill.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;As she picks up her plate and follows Sarah out to the living room she does look a bit curious however, and she sets her plate down as she uses her bending to open her can with a simple twist of her fingers. &amp;quot;So... now I'm kinda wondering how different the Avengers are in your worlds. Compared to this one, I mean...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah grabs a plate and plops and sandwich and some potato salad on it, that stuff's always better the second day! After sitting down and having a few bites of food she reaches out to tap on James' shield curiously, &amp;quot;Huh.. This one's not Vibranium, makes too much noise. And it's got a gadget on the back.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She settles back and looks to Toph, &amp;quot;On the Battleworld they were mostly retried and raising kids, but they told stories of their Heyday and It sounded like it was very close to what you've got in this world, minus the whole Multiverse thing. My friends and I fancied ourselves ourselves the new Avengers when we came here hoping to find a way home, which we're still doing, we've just split up for now and we're scouring various worlds looking for tech or magic that might help.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James also grabbed one of the offered plates and sits down. &amp;quot;No, Ultron had father's shield in his trophy wall, plus he'd managed to crack it somehow. That one is one that Tony made out of the shield I captured from the Iron Avengers. Its equipped with an energy field powered by an arc reactor,&amp;quot; he explains. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He then sits back and starts tackling the sandwich while listening to Sarah's explination of her upbringing. &amp;quot;Who's we?&amp;quot; he asks between bites.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Wait... Iron Avengers...?&amp;quot; Toph asks, arching an eyebrow. &amp;quot;Did your version of Tony make suits for the Avengers or something?&amp;quot; Because that is what it sounds like. &amp;quot;In Sarah's world Tony wasn't Iron Man, somebody else was. It's really weird to think about...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;She does take a bite of her sandwich though, talking with her mouth relatively full. &amp;quot;Just let us know when you need help in your worlds though, and we will help out as much as we are able to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Sarah arches a brow at the mention of the Iron Avengers curiously and grins, &amp;quot;That totally sounds like something he'd do, even slaped his Brand Name on them!&amp;quot; She chuckles, &amp;quot;We.. Me, Balder, Clint, Matthew and Kendall. We're all the kids of Superheroes with impressive pedigrees.&amp;quot; She assures her new friends. &amp;quot;Hopefully we'll get the gang back together soon and you can meet them.&amp;quot; She looks frustrated for a moment when Toph offers help, &amp;quot;My world isn't in danger or anything, we just don't know how to get back there again. The People on the station have assured me that since we're here, it's unified, It just in deep, deep space.&amp;quot; She sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James indicates to Toph that he'll explain with a 'one moment' hand sign as he listens to Sarah's continued explination. Then, when she finishes and he's swallowed his most recent bite of sandwich, he clarifies. &amp;quot;After the Avengers fell to Ultron, Tony made robots of Giant Man, Hawkeye, Black Panther, Thor and my parents -- Captain America and Black Widow. He didn't send them out against him because by the time they were ready Ultron could take control of other robots by touching them.&amp;quot; He pauses and decides not to start at the end like that so he begins again after taking a sip of the offered ice tea. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;We grew up on stories of the Avengers and their fall to Ultron. We being me and my brothers and sister -- Torunn, the daughter of Thor and Sif; Henry Pym Junior, the son of Giant man and the Wasp; Azari, the son of Black Panther and his Queen. We also met up with Barton after Ultron found our home a few years ago. That was becuse I accidentally activated the Iron Avengers though....&amp;quot; He trails off at that, his most grevious mistake to date.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This really is different, huh... Toph eats her sandwhich, just listening where she sits and chews. Lots of unfamiliar names. Though her eyes widen and she /chokes/ on her food at something that James says. She leans forward, slamming her fist against her chest!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;A lot of those names sound familiar from my bedtime stories.&amp;quot; Sarah Muses, and when she notices Toph's reaction to.. something. she stands up and hovers over her with concern, &amp;quot;Are you okay?&amp;quot; She asks worriedly. Once she's satisfied the Earthbender's okay she decides to share more in hopes of getting another surprise out of her, also to compare notes with James. &amp;quot;In my world, Balder's the son of Thor, and The Enchantress, who I never knew much about, but she was Asgardian. Every year on his Birthday we'd take him to try and lift his Dad's hammer..&amp;quot; She trails off, leaving something unsaid as a hand goes to her necklace for a moment. &amp;quot;Clint is the son of She Hulk and Clint Barton. Matt's Johnny Storm and Janet's kid, and Kendall's the Daughter of Storm and Wolverine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Eventually Toph manages to calm down, and she 'stares' ahead. &amp;quot;Black Widow is your MOTHER?! /Stalkerina/?!&amp;quot; she gasps... and then begins laughing! She even reaches out and punches James square in the arm, laughing and gasping for breath all together.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Oh, this is riiiiich...!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Oh yes, she's fine. But she never thought she would hear about things like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Eventually though she does takes a deep breath, stopping the laugh. &amp;quot;Okay. Your family trees are too messed up for me to follow, I don't know who even half of these people are.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James looks over at Toph but seeing that Sarah has made sure she's ok he says, &amp;quot;Tony didn't tell us much about non-Avengers actually but from what you're saying your Balder and my Torunn are half siblings, Francis...&amp;quot; he snickers remembering Pym's reaction to that name and then comes the punch in the arm which makes him laugh, knowing where he's going with this. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He continues along, punching Toph in the arm also. &amp;quot;Francis is Clint's half brother... lets see... Is Janet the Wasp? I think that was her name... and if so that makes your Matt Pym's brother and Kendall is Azari's sibling -- same mother. What with you and me sharing a father and Toph and me sharing an adopted father...&amp;quot; He laughs and says, &amp;quot;We really are all related. And yes, Toph, this is much more complicated than I thought it was going to be.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;That's it. We're siblings. I've decided,&amp;quot; Toph declares, holding up her hand. &amp;quot;No matter what Goldie says.&amp;quot; Which brings her to her next question. &amp;quot;Sooo... what's Goldie like in your worlds?&amp;quot; she asks, clearly curious where she sits. &amp;quot;And when did your Tony adopt you?&amp;quot; she adds to James.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Sarah too gets a question. &amp;quot;Goldie also said that he... kinda went through a thing here in this world. And that he was kind of a real asshole. Was he like that in your world?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Stalkerina? Okay.. Tell me more about her, Captain Princess doesn't sound so bad now!&amp;quot; Sarah says eagerly as she sits back down. &amp;quot;That all sounds about right.&amp;quot; She confirms to James, &amp;quot;But, I'll let you draw up the family tree. Just thinking about it's giving me a headache now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Focusing back on Toph she gives a shrug, &amp;quot;I never knew the Tony from my world. He was back on earth, and Rhodey talked about him like he was the greatest thing since sliced bread. He was the brains and the money behind Iron Man even if he didn't suit up himself.&amp;quot; She pauses and thinks a moment, &amp;quot;Come to think of it, he did mention him changing a lot after he got the Shrapnel in his chest, but He didn't talk much about what he was like before. Now that I've met him, I think he was embarrassed.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'm not going to try to diagram it!&amp;quot; he says to Sarah about the family tree suggestion before addressing Toph's question. &amp;quot;I was...&amp;quot; he has to think for a moment &amp;quot;... about three when he took us to the refuge. Torunn was around the same age but she had been born in Asgard. Azari is about a year younger and Pym was still crib-bound at the time.&amp;quot; He then grins as he imagines that Toph will now be picturing Tony changing diapers... and it was amusing at first he vaguely recalls.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Okay, that is a whole story on its own. So Toph sighs. &amp;quot;This world's Black Widow... Natasha Romanova, didn't like me much. Or rather, SHIELD didn't. Not after I was adopted. She spied on me, and...&amp;quot; Another sigh, and Toph picks at her sandwhich.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;So... the Tony in Sarah's world got shrapnel in his chest too, huh? Even if he didn't become Iron Man. &amp;quot;My Tony,&amp;quot; just to differentiate, &amp;quot;loves suiting up and making new models, he's working on Mark 43 now.&amp;quot; As for the shrapnel and what he was like before? &amp;quot;Yeah...&amp;quot; Toph is a bit quiet as she nods. &amp;quot;He doesn't want to talk about it much. But he's not lying when he says he was different then. I've only known him as he is now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Woah, three?! &amp;quot;That young...? Do you remember your biological parents?&amp;quot; Toph asks with a concerned look on her face. She herself ran away from home when she was twelve, her own choice. But James...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The seriousness is washed away when she realizes something. &amp;quot;Wait. Your Tony... adopted a whole group of kids. By himself?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Yes. She is totally imagining Tony changing diapers and doing all of those other things. &amp;quot;Man, the Tony in this world got it easy! He only has to worry about whether or not I'll get injured during multiversal fights and get to squirm from girly talk!&amp;quot; she laughs with a wide grin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;...And you don't want to talk about it. No problem.&amp;quot; Sarah says compassionately, &amp;quot;I'll keep an eye out for her and be careful.&amp;quot; She relaxes as the conversation gets more normal, &amp;quot;Sounds like your Tony mellowed out and got responsible.&amp;quot; She says to James, then adds with a grin. &amp;quot;Started the Stark Industries Day Care Center!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James listens to the description of the woman who in another world and time was his mother and only seems slightly startled. &amp;quot;Tony's bedtime story for us was about our parents -- the Avengers naturally -- but he used nicknames for them. My mother was always referred to as 'the Spy' so....&amp;quot; Yeah, he's ok with Toph's story, /sure/.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;James responds to Sarah's grin with a similar one of his own as he says, &amp;quot;We actually didn't even /know/ he was an Avenger for most of our lives. Naturally, in his stories, Iron Man was called 'the Knight' so mellowed... sure, but I can see why you'd have to say that about him in hindsight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Toph waves it off. &amp;quot;She seems to realize I'm not actually about to kill my dad, and that I have full control of my powers,&amp;quot; she assures Sarah. As for Tony being mellow? &amp;quot;I don't know about his Tony, but... Goldie is responsible, no matter how much he jokes and acts like an asshole.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Bedtime stories about the Avengers? Huh. &amp;quot;Maybe you should tell us those tales sometime, bro,&amp;quot; Toph suggests to James. &amp;quot;And... The Knight? Seriously?&amp;quot; She snorts. &amp;quot;Don't ever tell those to Goldie. His ego wouldn't be able to take it, it would explode and destroy all of us!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;She sounds paranoid.. I think Tony's annoying too but I don't want to kill him. What have her that idea?&amp;quot; Sarah asks with slightly narrowed eyes, &amp;quot;Ego or not, the Knight kind of makes sense. He does wear a suit of armor after all, it's romantic.&amp;quot; She smirks.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;They were worried I would use my metalbending and tear his arc reactor out,&amp;quot; Toph responds truthfully, though... her expression looks sort of pained. &amp;quot;I mean, what? Yeah, sure. Let's kill the guy who's saved my life and took me in after I ran away from home. The guy who was first my supervising officer and later became my dad. And nah, Goldie isn't that romantic. He is more oogie than romantic.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I'll make sure to share them with you. Especially our favorite one. We asked for it every night and often more than once a night.&amp;quot; James then says, &amp;quot;Oh, yeah, remembering them... really just impressions, Toph. My connection to my parents is more though the stories.&amp;quot; Mirroring Sarah's comment about his mother, James says, &amp;quot;I guess I shouldn't expect a warm welcome from her myself...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I.. don't even understand that line of thought.&amp;quot; Sarah furrows her brow, &amp;quot;Pop always did have a love-hate relationship with Shield in my world.&amp;quot; She ponders. &amp;quot;Talked about them a lot like a Boss you don't see eye to eye with.&amp;quot; She looks to James, &amp;quot;I don't know if this is going to help or hurt, but the Captain America here looks *exactly* like my Father, and acts a lot like a younger version of him. I hope you can find a way to get to know him without it getting..&amp;quot; She pauses to search for a word, and glances to Toph for a moment. &amp;quot;Oogie&amp;quot; She grins,then leans back and yawns, &amp;quot;I wonder if Tony would mind if I spent the night.. looks like you have plenty of room here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Yeah, he better share those stories! It's kind of bitter sweet, though. Only knowing of your parents through words. It's rather different than her own upbringing, really. Where her parents were there... yet not.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;When Sarah misuses the word 'oogie' though, Toph frowns. &amp;quot;That word... does not go there. Trust me.&amp;quot; Just no.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;As long as you guys don't go down into the workshop, or head upstairs to Goldie and Pepper's room, I don't see why you can't stay. There's tons of guest rooms. And hey, you two are practically family. About time I had a sleepover anyway!&amp;quot; the blind girl grins.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James snorts back laughter at the 'oogie' comments. &amp;quot;I appreciate the offer. I was going to be returning to Njorun and taking a bunk in the barracks there. Its that or sleeping in the quinjet again.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah bites her lip nervously, &amp;quot;What does oogie mean then?&amp;quot; She asks quietly, almost as if she's afraid to know the answer. She looks hopefully at James, &amp;quot;Mooching off a Billionaire's house sounds way better than either of those options, and we were sort of invited!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Back to Njorun?!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Toph cants her head. &amp;quot;I lived at Njorun for nearly a year before I unofficially moved in here. Not about to move out. Far more sun, less crowded, and the beds are way comfier,&amp;quot; Toph states to James.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;But Sarah doesn't know what 'oogie' means? Toph arches an eyebrow at that, then holds out her right hand. &amp;quot;Gimmie you hand, and I'll show you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James thought he knew what oogie meant but... well... his expression shows he thinks this will be interesting. He just sits back and puts his feet up on the coffee table as he sips at the last of his iced tea.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Sarah blinks a couple times and slowly, cautiously extends her hand to Toph, she yanks it back twice before getting up the courage to actually take Toph's hand. The irony is she could stand there and let the Earthbender pelt her with boulders and barely get bruised.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The earthbender sits completely still on the couch with her hand out and waits until Sarah complies. &amp;quot;Seriously? I'm not going to /bite/ you!&amp;quot; Toph says in a tone as if suggesting Sarah is acting like a baby. Though once the older girl does give her her hand, Toph moves her hand up slightly, leans foward as she clears her throat...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;And licks Sarah's hand as she opens her mouth wide, trying to get as much saliva on Sarah's hand as possible. And considering she has just eaten a meaty sandwich and drunk some sugary iced tea, there's crumbs and lots of sticky spit to it. And not only does Toph have a big mouth, it certainly feels like her tongue is aaaaaall over Sarah's hand.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James chuckles at Sarah's hesitancy. &amp;quot;Nervous there, Sarah?&amp;quot; he asks and then it happens. And those chuckles turn into deep throated gaffaws mixed with an expression of pleasure over his not having volunteered for such a treatment. &amp;quot;Oh my,&amp;quot; he says holding his sides, &amp;quot;That's amazing!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:796|Sarah Rogers (796)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;quot;EEEEEEEWWWWWWW!!&amp;quot; Sarah shrieks. She's saying something but her voice has lost all coherence. She's just squealing like a little girl climbing on top of a table to get away from a spider. Is she actually crying a little? A moment later she's making a mad dash for the kitchen, through the *air*! The sound of running water can be heard, for rather longer than should be necessary to wash one's hands, but finally she calms down, &amp;quot;I can't /believe/ you did that!&amp;quot; She calls from the other room.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;You better believe that Toph is laughing her ass off as she leans back on the couch as Sarah yanks her hand free. Why, she even reaches a hand out to high five James. &amp;quot;Ooooh man, tell me the look on her face was priceless!&amp;quot; she cackles.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Yeah, she can like these two new sort-of-siblings of hers!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)</title>
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=X-Union-Chatter&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers, woken up by radio chatter, introduces himself to a number of Union Members via the radio. His family and background are discussed and then his prejudice against robots rises up and leads to an invitation to meet a Shinki ([[Lizbet]]).&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=20, 73, 172, 309, 554, 562, 575, 642, 648, 737, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning Union... Man, it's still early, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;It is quite early, yes. Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding like he just woke up himself, says, &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:642|Landon al Cid (642)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Landon al Cid says, &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;HEY! New voice! Welcome to the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;Greetings sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Ooooh? A new person? Welcome!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Thank you, my world just... unified is the term, right? We unified yesterday. Found out about the situation and decided that the Union was where my family and I belonged. As there are issues at home I'm out here representing the Avengers while the rest of them stay local.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;A pleasure to speak with you. I am Eryl Fairfax, diplomat for the ReGenesis Corporation.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Nice to speak with you also, Eryl. I'm James. James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Hi hi! Nice to speak to you, James! I'm Ayako Hasekawa, a Water spirit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Waaaait a moment. Rogers? Avengers? You're ANOTHER mini Captain America?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding a bit confused, says, &amp;quot;I'm his son... but what do you mean by... wait... /ANOTHER/? What do you mean?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Because we just got one Sarah Rogers joining us. Man, now I have to think of another nickname...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, after a pregnant pause, says, &amp;quot;My /grandmother/ is here?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;SHEESH. Your family history sure sounds messed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Wow, this sounds complicated!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;This is one reason why watching humans is fun! You get to see multiple, multiple generations!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;You're telling me its complicated. Where I'm from my parents are dead and now you've impled my dad is around as well as his mother.&amp;quot; He pauses and after the silence he says, &amp;quot;I think I'm getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is an amazing place!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey, don't blame me, I'm just stating facts! If you want you can stop by later today, she's gonna come hang out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers slowly says, &amp;quot;Hang out... with my... grandmother.&amp;quot; Then, in a tone that manages to be both sarcastic and ameniable at the same time, he says, &amp;quot;Sure, why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;She stopped by yesterday and had a bbq with me, Goldie and this world's Captain America. Yeah, he's here too before you get all spazzy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;My computer at home is made with awesome technology from like three different worlds that are three centuries beyond mine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;It -still- gets adware. What.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodness Sakura, what have you been clicking on~?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Kero uses this more than I do, ask him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Well, it figures that someone as old as him would be bad with computers~ Also, good morning everyone!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;So where is here? And what do I call you, friend of my father and grandmother? Wait... mini... she's not my grandmother, is she?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Oh, hello, new voice~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I'm Toph Beifong! The greatest earthbender of all time! And I live in Malibu, the fanciest house out by the cape. Oh, wait...! Damnit Jarvis, always at the worst times. Back in a bit, guys.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good morning Tomoyo and Sakura!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;You two are so synchronized.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi yawns, &amp;quot;Uwaaah... Time for bed, mmmm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Just goes to show what great friends we are, huh? Oh, goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good night, Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Goodnight, everyone~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;There we go. I have breakfast.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I should write a report later. After my reading lessons, Jarvis insists.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers speaks amid the sound of rustling paper as he is unfolding and looking through various hardcopy maps he requested the night before. &amp;quot;Malibu... Malibu... /where/ is that, Toph?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Somewhere in the United States, I believe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Trying to find a place here on a map is usually a frustrating experience. You need warpgate coordinates instead.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;In California. Earth-199999.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Just go to the nicest house out on the cape. The mailbox says Stark. Can't miss it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He has a mailbox? How quaint.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers starts to speak, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I can find that wor-...&amp;quot; and then stops and says, &amp;quot;Stark... like Tony?&amp;quot; Another brief pause and then he says, &amp;quot;Definately getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Oh my.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh my goodness~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, Tony Stark. He is pretty famous. One of the Avengers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You've heard of Tony Stark then? You poor boy. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... A few people seem to have heard of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't tell him that though. He'll just get insufferable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;He raised me and my brothers and sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... More ins...what?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sounds like she's choking on something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Well... /my/ Tony at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is such an amazing place~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man... Never thought I'd have siblings in THIS way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He ... adopted you? Well, another him did?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Goldie was pretty clear that I'm staying an only child for now, so it has to be another one,  genius.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers there is a sound of an engine warming up in the background as James powers up the quinjet for flight. &amp;quot;Ok, I'm on my way to Malibu. This is just too weird.&amp;quot; Then, addressing Fred's question he says, &amp;quot;Well, he kind of had to, he was the last Avenger and someone had to take care of us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;O-oh. I see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... the others were killed? And I can't really meet you now, bro. Stop by later today?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... bro.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;... that's adorable~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Soo jealous.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Alright. Signal me when you are available. Yeah, Hawkeye Senior survived for a while and The Vision is still around, but the Avengers are really just the five of us now... Barton plus me and my siblings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;I wish I could just suddenly get new siblings out of nowhere.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;What's Ultron?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Aw, Toya isn't that bad Sakura~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, I know. Goldie might be an asshole, but... I'm glad I can call him dad. He doesn't even freak out at it anymore.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;What? No, Toya's the best big brother in the world, but what does that have to do with it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh! Uh, I thought you were wishing for a replacement. I'm still waking up I guess~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Oka says, &amp;quot;Sakura seems to want enough siblings to make up an entire soccer team.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Oka pauses. &amp;quot;I call goalie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers doesn't speak for a bit. When he does there's no excitement in his voice. &amp;quot;Ultron is a robot that tried to exterminate humanity. And he started with the superheros and villains seeing as they were his biggest threat. We defeated him... well, really the Hulk tore him in half... and Torunn threw the parts out into space before he could rebuild himself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Robots? I break those for breakfast. Our before dinner yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;He sounds a bit more than just a robot. I'm sorry, Mister Rogers. That sounds like quite the ordeal.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;But yeah, stop by Malibu later today and we can have some sibling bonding time. There's leftovers from yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ultron's not just any robot. Tony made him extremely well and... well, he interpreted the sitaution differently than was expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... Goldie MADE him?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;You know, that doesn't really surprise me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Yeah....&amp;quot; he pauses a bit before adding, &amp;quot;Everyone can make a mistake.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;I'm speaking from a purely academic standpoint. As Mister Rogers said, this Ultron didn't react as expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Now now, Toph. Just because one Tony Stark shows terrible judgment doesn't mean yours will. He DID adopt you after all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet sighs a bit. &amp;quot;Homicidal robots...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Erm. I mean in creating this robot, not in adopting... oh, you know what I mean.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's so sad. Robots should get along with humans. That's the point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Well... yes. But I don't think this is a Shinki here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;It's a rare robot that isn't out to kill you though. I only know of one. Plus JACOSTA, but she's Tony's computer interface program.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... -Wow-.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Er, there's a lot of robots here that aren't out to kill you. Like Lizbet here, or Vervi or Metta.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet ahem. &amp;quot;Hello. I am an MMS Type VicViper 'LirBiete' model Shinki, MMS 3rd Small chassis. My name is Lizbet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Jacosta? Goldie has Jarvis.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;These small differences are kind of fascinating.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Hm. James... oh. Rogers. Like Steve Rogers then. I suppose that makes sense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;And yeah, I know. Without each other we'd both be dead now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;And let's see. If I know Tony Stark, Jacosta stands for something. Just Another Completely Original Super Terrific Avatar, or something like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ok, so maybe there are other excptions.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound entirely convinced but sees that he's in the minority. &amp;quot;Just seen too many of yo-... their kind try to kill my family... and succeed at slaughtering people to greet you with open arms, Lizbet.&amp;quot; Then, to Fred's comment, he says, &amp;quot;Yes, 'The Soldier'. He's my father.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;We have lots of nice mechanical people here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It would be conducive to social interactions with the majority of Union Elites if you would keep you prejudices to yourself, however.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Your past obviously colours your viewpoint and I don't begrudge you for that. I hope all of the positive interactions with others of 'my kind' will help you mvoe past it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;'The Soldier', hmmm? Well, at least Mr. Rogers seems a good person. Er, the senior Mr. Rogers. Steve.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Cap is good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers is nodding but that cannot be heard. &amp;quot;You're right. I'll give everyone I meet a chance,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;That's all we ask~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I would fight for every mechanical member of the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet suddenly speaking with a metallic 'twang' to her voice. &amp;quot;Would It Help If I Spoke Like Thi-&amp;quot; Gack, cough. Back to normal. &amp;quot;Oh God I can't keep that up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong snickers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I dis met a murderdroid the other day who n-- poisoned ne.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;It's an interesthing to think about, all these different forms of artificial life.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;For all the things you can find on my world, artificial life isn't one of them.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers sounds a bit off as he says, &amp;quot;No, Lizbet, that actually makes it worse. I like your normal voice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Shinkis are really the only common form of artificial life in my home world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;My normal voice ''is'' adorable so I don't blame you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;...and I've seen enough movies to know that robot armies are a staple of supervillain armies.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't you use drone suits, Dragon?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;...well, yes. But they only have rudimentary intelligence.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It may be a good idea to meet me in person some time, Mister Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I don't look at all threatening outside my armour. It could be good for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I can second that. Lizbet's incredibly cute.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;They're more like remote-controlled jets if Defiant or I aren't at the helm. I wouldn't consider them robots. That implies autonomy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;A cute... robot?&amp;quot; as if his mind is having problems with the concept.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica confirms. &amp;quot;Adorable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Shinki are very very cute! Even when they fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Evangeline is cute though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers repeats the word, &amp;quot;Shinki....&amp;quot; and then asks, &amp;quot;Do they change sizes?&amp;quot; as if thinking of something familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;We do not change sizes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet transmits a picture: http://tinyurl.com/pg6y5x9&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;This is me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Real-size.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... That image is actually slightly zoomed in so on some screens it may be larger than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I am approximately fourteen centimeters tall outside of my armour.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Fourte-... Okay.&amp;quot; He pauses again and says, &amp;quot;So, Lizbet... where's a good place to meet? Maybe somewhere I can have breakfast also?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;The... mmh. Njorun Station HQ mess hall?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I hear the food there is surprisingly good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;The food there is good, yes. And plentiful. They have to feed a very large variety of beings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I do know they have a remarkable stock of jellycans.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says after another pause, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I figured out how to navigate to Njorum. I'll find a place to park the quinjet and find my way to the mess hall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Njorun Station is very easy to navigate. I've even done it with my GPS turned off before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man, I only go to Njorun for medical treatment nowadays.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I'm here for medical treatment, medical duty, deployments, training... oh yes, and my home's in Njorun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I used to live there before I moved in here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I used to live here. I still like to visit.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's also the 'closest' place I am familiar with from my new home, so I come here for groceries.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, with the sound of the quinjet's turbines in the background, says, &amp;quot;My home is off in the Archipelago but I can't always stay there. Is this the place I can get a bunk to sleep in when required that the recruiter mentioned?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;It has a nice garden.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark sounds like he just woke up. And possibly had a briefing from Jarvis on the channel goings-on in the hour before he woke. &amp;quot;Wait, are you... there's /another/ alternate universe Rogers kid?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You can always get a place to stay in... oh, HELLO Tony~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning, dad.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica probably giving off dread vibes with her voice at that last part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;Ah, Mister Stark, we were just talking about you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;You can't scare me, Freddie, I know I didn't do anything this time. And that's appropriate, most people should usually be talking about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Apparently so, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;If I can't scare you, I clearly haven't been trying.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;At least this one has some manners.&amp;quot; Yawn, &amp;quot;Hi.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... I did warn you about talking about this one, right ... James?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Seems you were wrong, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;I'm confused. Who's wrong about what? God, I need coffee.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers answers Fred with an &amp;quot;I'm not sure what you mean, ma'am&amp;quot; while smiling. He then says, &amp;quot;Going off comms for now, at Njorun and approaching the mess hall.&amp;quot; This is followed by a soft click.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: removed Defiant's name from his poses as all his were as Dragon&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=X-Union-Chatter&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers, woken up by radio chatter, introduces himself to a number of Union Members via the radio. His family and background are discussed and then his prejudice against robots rises up and leads to an invitation to meet a Shinki ([[Lizbet]]).&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=20, 73, 172, 309, 554, 562, 575, 642, 648, 737, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning Union... Man, it's still early, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;It is quite early, yes. Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding like he just woke up himself, says, &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:642|Landon al Cid (642)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Landon al Cid says, &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;HEY! New voice! Welcome to the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;Greetings sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Ooooh? A new person? Welcome!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Thank you, my world just... unified is the term, right? We unified yesterday. Found out about the situation and decided that the Union was where my family and I belonged. As there are issues at home I'm out here representing the Avengers while the rest of them stay local.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;A pleasure to speak with you. I am Eryl Fairfax, diplomat for the ReGenesis Corporation.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Nice to speak with you also, Eryl. I'm James. James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Hi hi! Nice to speak to you, James! I'm Ayako Hasekawa, a Water spirit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Waaaait a moment. Rogers? Avengers? You're ANOTHER mini Captain America?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding a bit confused, says, &amp;quot;I'm his son... but what do you mean by... wait... /ANOTHER/? What do you mean?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Because we just got one Sarah Rogers joining us. Man, now I have to think of another nickname...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, after a pregnant pause, says, &amp;quot;My /grandmother/ is here?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;SHEESH. Your family history sure sounds messed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Wow, this sounds complicated!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;This is one reason why watching humans is fun! You get to see multiple, multiple generations!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;You're telling me its complicated. Where I'm from my parents are dead and now you've impled my dad is around as well as his mother.&amp;quot; He pauses and after the silence he says, &amp;quot;I think I'm getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is an amazing place!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey, don't blame me, I'm just stating facts! If you want you can stop by later today, she's gonna come hang out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers slowly says, &amp;quot;Hang out... with my... grandmother.&amp;quot; Then, in a tone that manages to be both sarcastic and ameniable at the same time, he says, &amp;quot;Sure, why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;She stopped by yesterday and had a bbq with me, Goldie and this world's Captain America. Yeah, he's here too before you get all spazzy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;My computer at home is made with awesome technology from like three different worlds that are three centuries beyond mine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;It -still- gets adware. What.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodness Sakura, what have you been clicking on~?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Kero uses this more than I do, ask him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Well, it figures that someone as old as him would be bad with computers~ Also, good morning everyone!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;So where is here? And what do I call you, friend of my father and grandmother? Wait... mini... she's not my grandmother, is she?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Oh, hello, new voice~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I'm Toph Beifong! The greatest earthbender of all time! And I live in Malibu, the fanciest house out by the cape. Oh, wait...! Damnit Jarvis, always at the worst times. Back in a bit, guys.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good morning Tomoyo and Sakura!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;You two are so synchronized.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi yawns, &amp;quot;Uwaaah... Time for bed, mmmm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Just goes to show what great friends we are, huh? Oh, goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good night, Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Goodnight, everyone~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;There we go. I have breakfast.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I should write a report later. After my reading lessons, Jarvis insists.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers speaks amid the sound of rustling paper as he is unfolding and looking through various hardcopy maps he requested the night before. &amp;quot;Malibu... Malibu... /where/ is that, Toph?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Somewhere in the United States, I believe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Trying to find a place here on a map is usually a frustrating experience. You need warpgate coordinates instead.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;In California. Earth-199999.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Just go to the nicest house out on the cape. The mailbox says Stark. Can't miss it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He has a mailbox? How quaint.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers starts to speak, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I can find that wor-...&amp;quot; and then stops and says, &amp;quot;Stark... like Tony?&amp;quot; Another brief pause and then he says, &amp;quot;Definately getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Oh my.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh my goodness~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, Tony Stark. He is pretty famous. One of the Avengers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You've heard of Tony Stark then? You poor boy. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... A few people seem to have heard of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't tell him that though. He'll just get insufferable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;He raised me and my brothers and sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... More ins...what?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sounds like she's choking on something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Well... /my/ Tony at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is such an amazing place~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man... Never thought I'd have siblings in THIS way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He ... adopted you? Well, another him did?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Goldie was pretty clear that I'm staying an only child for now, so it has to be another one,  genius.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers there is a sound of an engine warming up in the background as James powers up the quinjet for flight. &amp;quot;Ok, I'm on my way to Malibu. This is just too weird.&amp;quot; Then, addressing Fred's question he says, &amp;quot;Well, he kind of had to, he was the last Avenger and someone had to take care of us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;O-oh. I see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... the others were killed? And I can't really meet you now, bro. Stop by later today?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... bro.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;... that's adorable~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Soo jealous.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Alright. Signal me when you are available. Yeah, Hawkeye Senior survived for a while and The Vision is still around, but the Avengers are really just the five of us now... Barton plus me and my siblings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;I wish I could just suddenly get new siblings out of nowhere.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;What's Ultron?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Aw, Toya isn't that bad Sakura~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, I know. Goldie might be an asshole, but... I'm glad I can call him dad. He doesn't even freak out at it anymore.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;What? No, Toya's the best big brother in the world, but what does that have to do with it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh! Uh, I thought you were wishing for a replacement. I'm still waking up I guess~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto : Oka says, &amp;quot;Sakura seems to want enough siblings to make up an entire soccer team.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto : Oka pauses. &amp;quot;I call goalie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers doesn't speak for a bit. When he does there's no excitement in his voice. &amp;quot;Ultron is a robot that tried to exterminate humanity. And he started with the superheros and villains seeing as they were his biggest threat. We defeated him... well, really the Hulk tore him in half... and Torunn threw the parts out into space before he could rebuild himself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Robots? I break those for breakfast. Our before dinner yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;He sounds a bit more than just a robot. I'm sorry, Mister Rogers. That sounds like quite the ordeal.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;But yeah, stop by Malibu later today and we can have some sibling bonding time. There's leftovers from yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ultron's not just any robot. Tony made him extremely well and... well, he interpreted the sitaution differently than was expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... Goldie MADE him?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;You know, that doesn't really surprise me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Yeah....&amp;quot; he pauses a bit before adding, &amp;quot;Everyone can make a mistake.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon asks, &amp;quot;I'm speaking from a purely academic standpoint. As Mister Rogers said, this Ultron didn't react as expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Now now, Toph. Just because one Tony Stark shows terrible judgment doesn't mean yours will. He DID adopt you after all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet sighs a bit. &amp;quot;Homicidal robots...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Erm. I mean in creating this robot, not in adopting... oh, you know what I mean.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's so sad. Robots should get along with humans. That's the point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Well... yes. But I don't think this is a Shinki here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;It's a rare robot that isn't out to kill you though. I only know of one. Plus JACOSTA, but she's Tony's computer interface program.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... -Wow-.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Er, there's a lot of robots here that aren't out to kill you. Like Lizbet here, or Vervi or Metta.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet ahem. &amp;quot;Hello. I am an MMS Type VicViper 'LirBiete' model Shinki, MMS 3rd Small chassis. My name is Lizbet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Jacosta? Goldie has Jarvis.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;These small differences are kind of fascinating.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Hm. James... oh. Rogers. Like Steve Rogers then. I suppose that makes sense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;And yeah, I know. Without each other we'd both be dead now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;And let's see. If I know Tony Stark, Jacosta stands for something. Just Another Completely Original Super Terrific Avatar, or something like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ok, so maybe there are other excptions.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound entirely convinced but sees that he's in the minority. &amp;quot;Just seen too many of yo-... their kind try to kill my family... and succeed at slaughtering people to greet you with open arms, Lizbet.&amp;quot; Then, to Fred's comment, he says, &amp;quot;Yes, 'The Soldier'. He's my father.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;We have lots of nice mechanical people here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It would be conducive to social interactions with the majority of Union Elites if you would keep you prejudices to yourself, however.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Your past obviously colours your viewpoint and I don't begrudge you for that. I hope all of the positive interactions with others of 'my kind' will help you mvoe past it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;'The Soldier', hmmm? Well, at least Mr. Rogers seems a good person. Er, the senior Mr. Rogers. Steve.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Cap is good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers is nodding but that cannot be heard. &amp;quot;You're right. I'll give everyone I meet a chance,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;That's all we ask~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I would fight for every mechanical member of the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet suddenly speaking with a metallic 'twang' to her voice. &amp;quot;Would It Help If I Spoke Like Thi-&amp;quot; Gack, cough. Back to normal. &amp;quot;Oh God I can't keep that up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong snickers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I dis met a murderdroid the other day who n-- poisoned ne.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;It's an interesthing to think about, all these different forms of artificial life.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;For all the things you can find on my world, artificial life isn't one of them.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers sounds a bit off as he says, &amp;quot;No, Lizbet, that actually makes it worse. I like your normal voice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Shinkis are really the only common form of artificial life in my home world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;My normal voice ''is'' adorable so I don't blame you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;...and I've seen enough movies to know that robot armies are a staple of supervillain armies.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't you use drone suits, Dragon?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;...well, yes. But they only have rudimentary intelligence.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It may be a good idea to meet me in person some time, Mister Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I don't look at all threatening outside my armour. It could be good for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I can second that. Lizbet's incredibly cute.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;They're more like remote-controlled jets if Defiant or I aren't at the helm. I wouldn't consider them robots. That implies autonomy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;A cute... robot?&amp;quot; as if his mind is having problems with the concept.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica confirms. &amp;quot;Adorable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Shinki are very very cute! Even when they fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Evangeline is cute though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers repeats the word, &amp;quot;Shinki....&amp;quot; and then asks, &amp;quot;Do they change sizes?&amp;quot; as if thinking of something familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;We do not change sizes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet transmits a picture: http://tinyurl.com/pg6y5x9&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;This is me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Real-size.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... That image is actually slightly zoomed in so on some screens it may be larger than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I am approximately fourteen centimeters tall outside of my armour.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Fourte-... Okay.&amp;quot; He pauses again and says, &amp;quot;So, Lizbet... where's a good place to meet? Maybe somewhere I can have breakfast also?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;The... mmh. Njorun Station HQ mess hall?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I hear the food there is surprisingly good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;The food there is good, yes. And plentiful. They have to feed a very large variety of beings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I do know they have a remarkable stock of jellycans.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says after another pause, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I figured out how to navigate to Njorum. I'll find a place to park the quinjet and find my way to the mess hall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Njorun Station is very easy to navigate. I've even done it with my GPS turned off before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man, I only go to Njorun for medical treatment nowadays.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I'm here for medical treatment, medical duty, deployments, training... oh yes, and my home's in Njorun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I used to live there before I moved in here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I used to live here. I still like to visit.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's also the 'closest' place I am familiar with from my new home, so I come here for groceries.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, with the sound of the quinjet's turbines in the background, says, &amp;quot;My home is off in the Archipelago but I can't always stay there. Is this the place I can get a bunk to sleep in when required that the recruiter mentioned?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;It has a nice garden.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark sounds like he just woke up. And possibly had a briefing from Jarvis on the channel goings-on in the hour before he woke. &amp;quot;Wait, are you... there's /another/ alternate universe Rogers kid?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You can always get a place to stay in... oh, HELLO Tony~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning, dad.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica probably giving off dread vibes with her voice at that last part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Dragon says, &amp;quot;Ah, Mister Stark, we were just talking about you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;You can't scare me, Freddie, I know I didn't do anything this time. And that's appropriate, most people should usually be talking about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Apparently so, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;If I can't scare you, I clearly haven't been trying.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;At least this one has some manners.&amp;quot; Yawn, &amp;quot;Hi.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... I did warn you about talking about this one, right ... James?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Seems you were wrong, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;I'm confused. Who's wrong about what? God, I need coffee.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers answers Fred with an &amp;quot;I'm not sure what you mean, ma'am&amp;quot; while smiling. He then says, &amp;quot;Going off comms for now, at Njorun and approaching the mess hall.&amp;quot; This is followed by a soft click.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)</title>
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=X-Union-Chatter&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers, woken up by radio chatter, introduces himself to a number of Union Members via the radio. His family and background are discussed and then his prejudice against robots rises up and leads to an invitation to meet a Shinki ([[Lizbet]]).&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=20, 73, 172, 309, 554, 562, 575, 642, 648, 737, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning Union... Man, it's still early, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;It is quite early, yes. Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding like he just woke up himself, says, &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:642|Landon al Cid (642)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Landon al Cid says, &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;HEY! New voice! Welcome to the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;Greetings sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Ooooh? A new person? Welcome!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Thank you, my world just... unified is the term, right? We unified yesterday. Found out about the situation and decided that the Union was where my family and I belonged. As there are issues at home I'm out here representing the Avengers while the rest of them stay local.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;A pleasure to speak with you. I am Eryl Fairfax, diplomat for the ReGenesis Corporation.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Nice to speak with you also, Eryl. I'm James. James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Hi hi! Nice to speak to you, James! I'm Ayako Hasekawa, a Water spirit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Waaaait a moment. Rogers? Avengers? You're ANOTHER mini Captain America?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding a bit confused, says, &amp;quot;I'm his son... but what do you mean by... wait... /ANOTHER/? What do you mean?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Because we just got one Sarah Rogers joining us. Man, now I have to think of another nickname...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, after a pregnant pause, says, &amp;quot;My /grandmother/ is here?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;SHEESH. Your family history sure sounds messed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Wow, this sounds complicated!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;This is one reason why watching humans is fun! You get to see multiple, multiple generations!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;You're telling me its complicated. Where I'm from my parents are dead and now you've impled my dad is around as well as his mother.&amp;quot; He pauses and after the silence he says, &amp;quot;I think I'm getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is an amazing place!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey, don't blame me, I'm just stating facts! If you want you can stop by later today, she's gonna come hang out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers slowly says, &amp;quot;Hang out... with my... grandmother.&amp;quot; Then, in a tone that manages to be both sarcastic and ameniable at the same time, he says, &amp;quot;Sure, why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;She stopped by yesterday and had a bbq with me, Goldie and this world's Captain America. Yeah, he's here too before you get all spazzy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;My computer at home is made with awesome technology from like three different worlds that are three centuries beyond mine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;It -still- gets adware. What.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodness Sakura, what have you been clicking on~?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Kero uses this more than I do, ask him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Well, it figures that someone as old as him would be bad with computers~ Also, good morning everyone!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;So where is here? And what do I call you, friend of my father and grandmother? Wait... mini... she's not my grandmother, is she?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Oh, hello, new voice~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I'm Toph Beifong! The greatest earthbender of all time! And I live in Malibu, the fanciest house out by the cape. Oh, wait...! Damnit Jarvis, always at the worst times. Back in a bit, guys.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good morning Tomoyo and Sakura!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;You two are so synchronized.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi yawns, &amp;quot;Uwaaah... Time for bed, mmmm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Just goes to show what great friends we are, huh? Oh, goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good night, Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Goodnight, everyone~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;There we go. I have breakfast.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I should write a report later. After my reading lessons, Jarvis insists.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers speaks amid the sound of rustling paper as he is unfolding and looking through various hardcopy maps he requested the night before. &amp;quot;Malibu... Malibu... /where/ is that, Toph?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Somewhere in the United States, I believe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Trying to find a place here on a map is usually a frustrating experience. You need warpgate coordinates instead.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;In California. Earth-199999.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Just go to the nicest house out on the cape. The mailbox says Stark. Can't miss it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He has a mailbox? How quaint.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers starts to speak, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I can find that wor-...&amp;quot; and then stops and says, &amp;quot;Stark... like Tony?&amp;quot; Another brief pause and then he says, &amp;quot;Definately getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Oh my.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh my goodness~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, Tony Stark. He is pretty famous. One of the Avengers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You've heard of Tony Stark then? You poor boy. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... A few people seem to have heard of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't tell him that though. He'll just get insufferable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;He raised me and my brothers and sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... More ins...what?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sounds like she's choking on something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Well... /my/ Tony at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is such an amazing place~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man... Never thought I'd have siblings in THIS way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He ... adopted you? Well, another him did?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Goldie was pretty clear that I'm staying an only child for now, so it has to be another one,  genius.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers there is a sound of an engine warming up in the background as James powers up the quinjet for flight. &amp;quot;Ok, I'm on my way to Malibu. This is just too weird.&amp;quot; Then, addressing Fred's question he says, &amp;quot;Well, he kind of had to, he was the last Avenger and someone had to take care of us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;O-oh. I see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... the others were killed? And I can't really meet you now, bro. Stop by later today?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... bro.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;... that's adorable~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Soo jealous.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Alright. Signal me when you are available. Yeah, Hawkeye Senior survived for a while and The Vision is still around, but the Avengers are really just the five of us now... Barton plus me and my siblings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;I wish I could just suddenly get new siblings out of nowhere.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon asks, &amp;quot;What's Ultron?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Aw, Toya isn't that bad Sakura~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, I know. Goldie might be an asshole, but... I'm glad I can call him dad. He doesn't even freak out at it anymore.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;What? No, Toya's the best big brother in the world, but what does that have to do with it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh! Uh, I thought you were wishing for a replacement. I'm still waking up I guess~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto : Oka says, &amp;quot;Sakura seems to want enough siblings to make up an entire soccer team.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto : Oka pauses. &amp;quot;I call goalie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers doesn't speak for a bit. When he does there's no excitement in his voice. &amp;quot;Ultron is a robot that tried to exterminate humanity. And he started with the superheros and villains seeing as they were his biggest threat. We defeated him... well, really the Hulk tore him in half... and Torunn threw the parts out into space before he could rebuild himself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Robots? I break those for breakfast. Our before dinner yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon asks, &amp;quot;He sounds a bit more than just a robot. I'm sorry, Mister Rogers. That sounds like quite the ordeal.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;But yeah, stop by Malibu later today and we can have some sibling bonding time. There's leftovers from yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ultron's not just any robot. Tony made him extremely well and... well, he interpreted the sitaution differently than was expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... Goldie MADE him?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon asks, &amp;quot;You know, that doesn't really surprise me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Yeah....&amp;quot; he pauses a bit before adding, &amp;quot;Everyone can make a mistake.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon asks, &amp;quot;I'm speaking from a purely academic standpoint. As Mister Rogers said, this Ultron didn't react as expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Now now, Toph. Just because one Tony Stark shows terrible judgment doesn't mean yours will. He DID adopt you after all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet sighs a bit. &amp;quot;Homicidal robots...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Erm. I mean in creating this robot, not in adopting... oh, you know what I mean.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's so sad. Robots should get along with humans. That's the point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Well... yes. But I don't think this is a Shinki here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;It's a rare robot that isn't out to kill you though. I only know of one. Plus JACOSTA, but she's Tony's computer interface program.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... -Wow-.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Er, there's a lot of robots here that aren't out to kill you. Like Lizbet here, or Vervi or Metta.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet ahem. &amp;quot;Hello. I am an MMS Type VicViper 'LirBiete' model Shinki, MMS 3rd Small chassis. My name is Lizbet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Jacosta? Goldie has Jarvis.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;These small differences are kind of fascinating.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Hm. James... oh. Rogers. Like Steve Rogers then. I suppose that makes sense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;And yeah, I know. Without each other we'd both be dead now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;And let's see. If I know Tony Stark, Jacosta stands for something. Just Another Completely Original Super Terrific Avatar, or something like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ok, so maybe there are other excptions.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound entirely convinced but sees that he's in the minority. &amp;quot;Just seen too many of yo-... their kind try to kill my family... and succeed at slaughtering people to greet you with open arms, Lizbet.&amp;quot; Then, to Fred's comment, he says, &amp;quot;Yes, 'The Soldier'. He's my father.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;We have lots of nice mechanical people here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It would be conducive to social interactions with the majority of Union Elites if you would keep you prejudices to yourself, however.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Your past obviously colours your viewpoint and I don't begrudge you for that. I hope all of the positive interactions with others of 'my kind' will help you mvoe past it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;'The Soldier', hmmm? Well, at least Mr. Rogers seems a good person. Er, the senior Mr. Rogers. Steve.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Cap is good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers is nodding but that cannot be heard. &amp;quot;You're right. I'll give everyone I meet a chance,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;That's all we ask~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I would fight for every mechanical member of the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet suddenly speaking with a metallic 'twang' to her voice. &amp;quot;Would It Help If I Spoke Like Thi-&amp;quot; Gack, cough. Back to normal. &amp;quot;Oh God I can't keep that up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong snickers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I dis met a murderdroid the other day who n-- poisoned ne.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;It's an interesthing to think about, all these different forms of artificial life.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;For all the things you can find on my world, artificial life isn't one of them.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers sounds a bit off as he says, &amp;quot;No, Lizbet, that actually makes it worse. I like your normal voice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Shinkis are really the only common form of artificial life in my home world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;My normal voice ''is'' adorable so I don't blame you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;...and I've seen enough movies to know that robot armies are a staple of supervillain armies.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't you use drone suits, Dragon?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;...well, yes. But they only have rudimentary intelligence.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It may be a good idea to meet me in person some time, Mister Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I don't look at all threatening outside my armour. It could be good for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I can second that. Lizbet's incredibly cute.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;They're more like remote-controlled jets if Defiant or I aren't at the helm. I wouldn't consider them robots. That implies autonomy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;A cute... robot?&amp;quot; as if his mind is having problems with the concept.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica confirms. &amp;quot;Adorable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Shinki are very very cute! Even when they fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Evangeline is cute though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers repeats the word, &amp;quot;Shinki....&amp;quot; and then asks, &amp;quot;Do they change sizes?&amp;quot; as if thinking of something familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;We do not change sizes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet transmits a picture: http://tinyurl.com/pg6y5x9&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;This is me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Real-size.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... That image is actually slightly zoomed in so on some screens it may be larger than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I am approximately fourteen centimeters tall outside of my armour.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Fourte-... Okay.&amp;quot; He pauses again and says, &amp;quot;So, Lizbet... where's a good place to meet? Maybe somewhere I can have breakfast also?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;The... mmh. Njorun Station HQ mess hall?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I hear the food there is surprisingly good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;The food there is good, yes. And plentiful. They have to feed a very large variety of beings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I do know they have a remarkable stock of jellycans.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says after another pause, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I figured out how to navigate to Njorum. I'll find a place to park the quinjet and find my way to the mess hall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Njorun Station is very easy to navigate. I've even done it with my GPS turned off before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man, I only go to Njorun for medical treatment nowadays.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I'm here for medical treatment, medical duty, deployments, training... oh yes, and my home's in Njorun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I used to live there before I moved in here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I used to live here. I still like to visit.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's also the 'closest' place I am familiar with from my new home, so I come here for groceries.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, with the sound of the quinjet's turbines in the background, says, &amp;quot;My home is off in the Archipelago but I can't always stay there. Is this the place I can get a bunk to sleep in when required that the recruiter mentioned?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;It has a nice garden.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark sounds like he just woke up. And possibly had a briefing from Jarvis on the channel goings-on in the hour before he woke. &amp;quot;Wait, are you... there's /another/ alternate universe Rogers kid?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You can always get a place to stay in... oh, HELLO Tony~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning, dad.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica probably giving off dread vibes with her voice at that last part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;Ah, Mister Stark, we were just talking about you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;You can't scare me, Freddie, I know I didn't do anything this time. And that's appropriate, most people should usually be talking about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Apparently so, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;If I can't scare you, I clearly haven't been trying.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;At least this one has some manners.&amp;quot; Yawn, &amp;quot;Hi.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... I did warn you about talking about this one, right ... James?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Seems you were wrong, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;I'm confused. Who's wrong about what? God, I need coffee.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers answers Fred with an &amp;quot;I'm not sure what you mean, ma'am&amp;quot; while smiling. He then says, &amp;quot;Going off comms for now, at Njorun and approaching the mess hall.&amp;quot; This is followed by a soft click.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Undo revision 9472 by Nerdvana (talk)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=X-Union-Chatter&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers, woken up by radio chatter, introduces himself to a number of Union Members via the radio. His family and background are discussed and then his prejudice against robots rises up and leads to an invitation to meet a Shinki ([[Lizbet]]).&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=20, 73, 172, 309, 554, 562, 575, 642, 648, 737, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning Union... Man, it's still early, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;It is quite early, yes. Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding like he just woke up himself, says, &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:642|Landon al Cid (642)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Landon al Cid says, &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;HEY! New voice! Welcome to the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;Greetings sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Ooooh? A new person? Welcome!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Thank you, my world just... unified is the term, right? We unified yesterday. Found out about the situation and decided that the Union was where my family and I belonged. As there are issues at home I'm out here representing the Avengers while the rest of them stay local.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;A pleasure to speak with you. I am Eryl Fairfax, diplomat for the ReGenesis Corporation.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Nice to speak with you also, Eryl. I'm James. James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Hi hi! Nice to speak to you, James! I'm Ayako Hasekawa, a Water spirit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Waaaait a moment. Rogers? Avengers? You're ANOTHER mini Captain America?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding a bit confused, says, &amp;quot;I'm his son... but what do you mean by... wait... /ANOTHER/? What do you mean?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Because we just got one Sarah Rogers joining us. Man, now I have to think of another nickname...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, after a pregnant pause, says, &amp;quot;My /grandmother/ is here?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;SHEESH. Your family history sure sounds messed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Wow, this sounds complicated!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;This is one reason why watching humans is fun! You get to see multiple, multiple generations!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;You're telling me its complicated. Where I'm from my parents are dead and now you've impled my dad is around as well as his mother.&amp;quot; He pauses and after the silence he says, &amp;quot;I think I'm getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is an amazing place!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey, don't blame me, I'm just stating facts! If you want you can stop by later today, she's gonna come hang out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers slowly says, &amp;quot;Hang out... with my... grandmother.&amp;quot; Then, in a tone that manages to be both sarcastic and ameniable at the same time, he says, &amp;quot;Sure, why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;She stopped by yesterday and had a bbq with me, Goldie and this world's Captain America. Yeah, he's here too before you get all spazzy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;My computer at home is made with awesome technology from like three different worlds that are three centuries beyond mine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;It -still- gets adware. What.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodness Sakura, what have you been clicking on~?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Kero uses this more than I do, ask him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Well, it figures that someone as old as him would be bad with computers~ Also, good morning everyone!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;So where is here? And what do I call you, friend of my father and grandmother? Wait... mini... she's not my grandmother, is she?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Oh, hello, new voice~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I'm Toph Beifong! The greatest earthbender of all time! And I live in Malibu, the fanciest house out by the cape. Oh, wait...! Damnit Jarvis, always at the worst times. Back in a bit, guys.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good morning Tomoyo and Sakura!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;You two are so synchronized.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi yawns, &amp;quot;Uwaaah... Time for bed, mmmm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Just goes to show what great friends we are, huh? Oh, goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good night, Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Goodnight, everyone~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;There we go. I have breakfast.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I should write a report later. After my reading lessons, Jarvis insists.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers speaks amid the sound of rustling paper as he is unfolding and looking through various hardcopy maps he requested the night before. &amp;quot;Malibu... Malibu... /where/ is that, Toph?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Somewhere in the United States, I believe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Trying to find a place here on a map is usually a frustrating experience. You need warpgate coordinates instead.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;In California. Earth-199999.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Just go to the nicest house out on the cape. The mailbox says Stark. Can't miss it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He has a mailbox? How quaint.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers starts to speak, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I can find that wor-...&amp;quot; and then stops and says, &amp;quot;Stark... like Tony?&amp;quot; Another brief pause and then he says, &amp;quot;Definately getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Oh my.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh my goodness~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, Tony Stark. He is pretty famous. One of the Avengers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You've heard of Tony Stark then? You poor boy. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... A few people seem to have heard of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't tell him that though. He'll just get insufferable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;He raised me and my brothers and sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... More ins...what?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sounds like she's choking on something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Well... /my/ Tony at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is such an amazing place~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man... Never thought I'd have siblings in THIS way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He ... adopted you? Well, another him did?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Goldie was pretty clear that I'm staying an only child for now, so it has to be another one,  genius.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers there is a sound of an engine warming up in the background as James powers up the quinjet for flight. &amp;quot;Ok, I'm on my way to Malibu. This is just too weird.&amp;quot; Then, addressing Fred's question he says, &amp;quot;Well, he kind of had to, he was the last Avenger and someone had to take care of us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;O-oh. I see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... the others were killed? And I can't really meet you now, bro. Stop by later today?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... bro.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;... that's adorable~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Soo jealous.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Alright. Signal me when you are available. Yeah, Hawkeye Senior survived for a while and The Vision is still around, but the Avengers are really just the five of us now... Barton plus me and my siblings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;I wish I could just suddenly get new siblings out of nowhere.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;What's Ultron?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Aw, Toya isn't that bad Sakura~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, I know. Goldie might be an asshole, but... I'm glad I can call him dad. He doesn't even freak out at it anymore.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;What? No, Toya's the best big brother in the world, but what does that have to do with it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh! Uh, I thought you were wishing for a replacement. I'm still waking up I guess~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto | Oka says, &amp;quot;Sakura seems to want enough siblings to make up an entire soccer team.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto | Oka pauses. &amp;quot;I call goalie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers doesn't speak for a bit. When he does there's no excitement in his voice. &amp;quot;Ultron is a robot that tried to exterminate humanity. And he started with the superheros and villains seeing as they were his biggest threat. We defeated him... well, really the Hulk tore him in half... and Torunn threw the parts out into space before he could rebuild himself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Robots? I break those for breakfast. Our before dinner yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;He sounds a bit more than just a robot. I'm sorry, Mister Rogers. That sounds like quite the ordeal.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;But yeah, stop by Malibu later today and we can have some sibling bonding time. There's leftovers from yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ultron's not just any robot. Tony made him extremely well and... well, he interpreted the sitaution differently than was expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... Goldie MADE him?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;You know, that doesn't really surprise me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Yeah....&amp;quot; he pauses a bit before adding, &amp;quot;Everyone can make a mistake.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;I'm speaking from a purely academic standpoint. As Mister Rogers said, this Ultron didn't react as expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Now now, Toph. Just because one Tony Stark shows terrible judgment doesn't mean yours will. He DID adopt you after all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet sighs a bit. &amp;quot;Homicidal robots...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Erm. I mean in creating this robot, not in adopting... oh, you know what I mean.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's so sad. Robots should get along with humans. That's the point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Well... yes. But I don't think this is a Shinki here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;It's a rare robot that isn't out to kill you though. I only know of one. Plus JACOSTA, but she's Tony's computer interface program.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... -Wow-.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Er, there's a lot of robots here that aren't out to kill you. Like Lizbet here, or Vervi or Metta.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet ahem. &amp;quot;Hello. I am an MMS Type VicViper 'LirBiete' model Shinki, MMS 3rd Small chassis. My name is Lizbet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Jacosta? Goldie has Jarvis.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;These small differences are kind of fascinating.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Hm. James... oh. Rogers. Like Steve Rogers then. I suppose that makes sense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;And yeah, I know. Without each other we'd both be dead now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;And let's see. If I know Tony Stark, Jacosta stands for something. Just Another Completely Original Super Terrific Avatar, or something like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ok, so maybe there are other excptions.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound entirely convinced but sees that he's in the minority. &amp;quot;Just seen too many of yo-... their kind try to kill my family... and succeed at slaughtering people to greet you with open arms, Lizbet.&amp;quot; Then, to Fred's comment, he says, &amp;quot;Yes, 'The Soldier'. He's my father.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;We have lots of nice mechanical people here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It would be conducive to social interactions with the majority of Union Elites if you would keep you prejudices to yourself, however.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Your past obviously colours your viewpoint and I don't begrudge you for that. I hope all of the positive interactions with others of 'my kind' will help you mvoe past it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;'The Soldier', hmmm? Well, at least Mr. Rogers seems a good person. Er, the senior Mr. Rogers. Steve.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Cap is good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers is nodding but that cannot be heard. &amp;quot;You're right. I'll give everyone I meet a chance,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;That's all we ask~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I would fight for every mechanical member of the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet suddenly speaking with a metallic 'twang' to her voice. &amp;quot;Would It Help If I Spoke Like Thi-&amp;quot; Gack, cough. Back to normal. &amp;quot;Oh God I can't keep that up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong snickers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I dis met a murderdroid the other day who n-- poisoned ne.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;It's an interesthing to think about, all these different forms of artificial life.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;For all the things you can find on my world, artificial life isn't one of them.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers sounds a bit off as he says, &amp;quot;No, Lizbet, that actually makes it worse. I like your normal voice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Shinkis are really the only common form of artificial life in my home world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;My normal voice ''is'' adorable so I don't blame you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;...and I've seen enough movies to know that robot armies are a staple of supervillain armies.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't you use drone suits, Dragon?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;...well, yes. But they only have rudimentary intelligence.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It may be a good idea to meet me in person some time, Mister Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I don't look at all threatening outside my armour. It could be good for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I can second that. Lizbet's incredibly cute.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;They're more like remote-controlled jets if Defiant or I aren't at the helm. I wouldn't consider them robots. That implies autonomy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;A cute... robot?&amp;quot; as if his mind is having problems with the concept.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica confirms. &amp;quot;Adorable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Shinki are very very cute! Even when they fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Evangeline is cute though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers repeats the word, &amp;quot;Shinki....&amp;quot; and then asks, &amp;quot;Do they change sizes?&amp;quot; as if thinking of something familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;We do not change sizes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet transmits a picture: http://tinyurl.com/pg6y5x9&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;This is me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Real-size.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... That image is actually slightly zoomed in so on some screens it may be larger than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I am approximately fourteen centimeters tall outside of my armour.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Fourte-... Okay.&amp;quot; He pauses again and says, &amp;quot;So, Lizbet... where's a good place to meet? Maybe somewhere I can have breakfast also?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;The... mmh. Njorun Station HQ mess hall?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I hear the food there is surprisingly good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;The food there is good, yes. And plentiful. They have to feed a very large variety of beings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I do know they have a remarkable stock of jellycans.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says after another pause, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I figured out how to navigate to Njorum. I'll find a place to park the quinjet and find my way to the mess hall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Njorun Station is very easy to navigate. I've even done it with my GPS turned off before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man, I only go to Njorun for medical treatment nowadays.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I'm here for medical treatment, medical duty, deployments, training... oh yes, and my home's in Njorun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I used to live there before I moved in here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I used to live here. I still like to visit.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's also the 'closest' place I am familiar with from my new home, so I come here for groceries.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, with the sound of the quinjet's turbines in the background, says, &amp;quot;My home is off in the Archipelago but I can't always stay there. Is this the place I can get a bunk to sleep in when required that the recruiter mentioned?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;It has a nice garden.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark sounds like he just woke up. And possibly had a briefing from Jarvis on the channel goings-on in the hour before he woke. &amp;quot;Wait, are you... there's /another/ alternate universe Rogers kid?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You can always get a place to stay in... oh, HELLO Tony~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning, dad.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica probably giving off dread vibes with her voice at that last part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;Ah, Mister Stark, we were just talking about you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;You can't scare me, Freddie, I know I didn't do anything this time. And that's appropriate, most people should usually be talking about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Apparently so, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;If I can't scare you, I clearly haven't been trying.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;At least this one has some manners.&amp;quot; Yawn, &amp;quot;Hi.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... I did warn you about talking about this one, right ... James?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Seems you were wrong, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;I'm confused. Who's wrong about what? God, I need coffee.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers answers Fred with an &amp;quot;I'm not sure what you mean, ma'am&amp;quot; while smiling. He then says, &amp;quot;Going off comms for now, at Njorun and approaching the mess hall.&amp;quot; This is followed by a soft click.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)</title>
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&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning Union... Man, it's still early, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;It is quite early, yes. Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding like he just woke up himself, says, &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:642|Landon al Cid (642)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Landon al Cid says, &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;HEY! New voice! Welcome to the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;Greetings sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Ooooh? A new person? Welcome!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Thank you, my world just... unified is the term, right? We unified yesterday. Found out about the situation and decided that the Union was where my family and I belonged. As there are issues at home I'm out here representing the Avengers while the rest of them stay local.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;A pleasure to speak with you. I am Eryl Fairfax, diplomat for the ReGenesis Corporation.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Nice to speak with you also, Eryl. I'm James. James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Hi hi! Nice to speak to you, James! I'm Ayako Hasekawa, a Water spirit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Waaaait a moment. Rogers? Avengers? You're ANOTHER mini Captain America?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding a bit confused, says, &amp;quot;I'm his son... but what do you mean by... wait... /ANOTHER/? What do you mean?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Because we just got one Sarah Rogers joining us. Man, now I have to think of another nickname...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, after a pregnant pause, says, &amp;quot;My /grandmother/ is here?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;SHEESH. Your family history sure sounds messed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Wow, this sounds complicated!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;This is one reason why watching humans is fun! You get to see multiple, multiple generations!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;You're telling me its complicated. Where I'm from my parents are dead and now you've impled my dad is around as well as his mother.&amp;quot; He pauses and after the silence he says, &amp;quot;I think I'm getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is an amazing place!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey, don't blame me, I'm just stating facts! If you want you can stop by later today, she's gonna come hang out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers slowly says, &amp;quot;Hang out... with my... grandmother.&amp;quot; Then, in a tone that manages to be both sarcastic and ameniable at the same time, he says, &amp;quot;Sure, why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;She stopped by yesterday and had a bbq with me, Goldie and this world's Captain America. Yeah, he's here too before you get all spazzy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;My computer at home is made with awesome technology from like three different worlds that are three centuries beyond mine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;It -still- gets adware. What.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodness Sakura, what have you been clicking on~?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Kero uses this more than I do, ask him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Well, it figures that someone as old as him would be bad with computers~ Also, good morning everyone!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;So where is here? And what do I call you, friend of my father and grandmother? Wait... mini... she's not my grandmother, is she?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Oh, hello, new voice~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I'm Toph Beifong! The greatest earthbender of all time! And I live in Malibu, the fanciest house out by the cape. Oh, wait...! Damnit Jarvis, always at the worst times. Back in a bit, guys.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good morning Tomoyo and Sakura!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;You two are so synchronized.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi yawns, &amp;quot;Uwaaah... Time for bed, mmmm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Just goes to show what great friends we are, huh? Oh, goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good night, Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Goodnight, everyone~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;There we go. I have breakfast.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I should write a report later. After my reading lessons, Jarvis insists.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers speaks amid the sound of rustling paper as he is unfolding and looking through various hardcopy maps he requested the night before. &amp;quot;Malibu... Malibu... /where/ is that, Toph?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Somewhere in the United States, I believe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Trying to find a place here on a map is usually a frustrating experience. You need warpgate coordinates instead.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;In California. Earth-199999.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Just go to the nicest house out on the cape. The mailbox says Stark. Can't miss it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He has a mailbox? How quaint.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers starts to speak, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I can find that wor-...&amp;quot; and then stops and says, &amp;quot;Stark... like Tony?&amp;quot; Another brief pause and then he says, &amp;quot;Definately getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Oh my.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh my goodness~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, Tony Stark. He is pretty famous. One of the Avengers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You've heard of Tony Stark then? You poor boy. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... A few people seem to have heard of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't tell him that though. He'll just get insufferable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;He raised me and my brothers and sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... More ins...what?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sounds like she's choking on something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Well... /my/ Tony at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is such an amazing place~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man... Never thought I'd have siblings in THIS way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He ... adopted you? Well, another him did?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Goldie was pretty clear that I'm staying an only child for now, so it has to be another one,  genius.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers there is a sound of an engine warming up in the background as James powers up the quinjet for flight. &amp;quot;Ok, I'm on my way to Malibu. This is just too weird.&amp;quot; Then, addressing Fred's question he says, &amp;quot;Well, he kind of had to, he was the last Avenger and someone had to take care of us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;O-oh. I see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... the others were killed? And I can't really meet you now, bro. Stop by later today?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... bro.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;... that's adorable~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Soo jealous.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Alright. Signal me when you are available. Yeah, Hawkeye Senior survived for a while and The Vision is still around, but the Avengers are really just the five of us now... Barton plus me and my siblings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;I wish I could just suddenly get new siblings out of nowhere.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon asks, &amp;quot;What's Ultron?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Aw, Toya isn't that bad Sakura~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, I know. Goldie might be an asshole, but... I'm glad I can call him dad. He doesn't even freak out at it anymore.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;What? No, Toya's the best big brother in the world, but what does that have to do with it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh! Uh, I thought you were wishing for a replacement. I'm still waking up I guess~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto : Oka says, &amp;quot;Sakura seems to want enough siblings to make up an entire soccer team.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto : Oka pauses. &amp;quot;I call goalie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers doesn't speak for a bit. When he does there's no excitement in his voice. &amp;quot;Ultron is a robot that tried to exterminate humanity. And he started with the superheros and villains seeing as they were his biggest threat. We defeated him... well, really the Hulk tore him in half... and Torunn threw the parts out into space before he could rebuild himself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Robots? I break those for breakfast. Our before dinner yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon asks, &amp;quot;He sounds a bit more than just a robot. I'm sorry, Mister Rogers. That sounds like quite the ordeal.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;But yeah, stop by Malibu later today and we can have some sibling bonding time. There's leftovers from yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ultron's not just any robot. Tony made him extremely well and... well, he interpreted the sitaution differently than was expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... Goldie MADE him?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon asks, &amp;quot;You know, that doesn't really surprise me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Yeah....&amp;quot; he pauses a bit before adding, &amp;quot;Everyone can make a mistake.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon asks, &amp;quot;I'm speaking from a purely academic standpoint. As Mister Rogers said, this Ultron didn't react as expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Now now, Toph. Just because one Tony Stark shows terrible judgment doesn't mean yours will. He DID adopt you after all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet sighs a bit. &amp;quot;Homicidal robots...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Erm. I mean in creating this robot, not in adopting... oh, you know what I mean.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's so sad. Robots should get along with humans. That's the point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Well... yes. But I don't think this is a Shinki here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;It's a rare robot that isn't out to kill you though. I only know of one. Plus JACOSTA, but she's Tony's computer interface program.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... -Wow-.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Er, there's a lot of robots here that aren't out to kill you. Like Lizbet here, or Vervi or Metta.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet ahem. &amp;quot;Hello. I am an MMS Type VicViper 'LirBiete' model Shinki, MMS 3rd Small chassis. My name is Lizbet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Jacosta? Goldie has Jarvis.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;These small differences are kind of fascinating.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Hm. James... oh. Rogers. Like Steve Rogers then. I suppose that makes sense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;And yeah, I know. Without each other we'd both be dead now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;And let's see. If I know Tony Stark, Jacosta stands for something. Just Another Completely Original Super Terrific Avatar, or something like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ok, so maybe there are other excptions.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound entirely convinced but sees that he's in the minority. &amp;quot;Just seen too many of yo-... their kind try to kill my family... and succeed at slaughtering people to greet you with open arms, Lizbet.&amp;quot; Then, to Fred's comment, he says, &amp;quot;Yes, 'The Soldier'. He's my father.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;We have lots of nice mechanical people here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It would be conducive to social interactions with the majority of Union Elites if you would keep you prejudices to yourself, however.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Your past obviously colours your viewpoint and I don't begrudge you for that. I hope all of the positive interactions with others of 'my kind' will help you mvoe past it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;'The Soldier', hmmm? Well, at least Mr. Rogers seems a good person. Er, the senior Mr. Rogers. Steve.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Cap is good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers is nodding but that cannot be heard. &amp;quot;You're right. I'll give everyone I meet a chance,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;That's all we ask~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I would fight for every mechanical member of the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet suddenly speaking with a metallic 'twang' to her voice. &amp;quot;Would It Help If I Spoke Like Thi-&amp;quot; Gack, cough. Back to normal. &amp;quot;Oh God I can't keep that up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong snickers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I dis met a murderdroid the other day who n-- poisoned ne.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;It's an interesthing to think about, all these different forms of artificial life.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;For all the things you can find on my world, artificial life isn't one of them.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers sounds a bit off as he says, &amp;quot;No, Lizbet, that actually makes it worse. I like your normal voice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Shinkis are really the only common form of artificial life in my home world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;My normal voice ''is'' adorable so I don't blame you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;...and I've seen enough movies to know that robot armies are a staple of supervillain armies.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't you use drone suits, Dragon?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;...well, yes. But they only have rudimentary intelligence.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It may be a good idea to meet me in person some time, Mister Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I don't look at all threatening outside my armour. It could be good for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I can second that. Lizbet's incredibly cute.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;They're more like remote-controlled jets if Defiant or I aren't at the helm. I wouldn't consider them robots. That implies autonomy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;A cute... robot?&amp;quot; as if his mind is having problems with the concept.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica confirms. &amp;quot;Adorable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Shinki are very very cute! Even when they fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Evangeline is cute though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers repeats the word, &amp;quot;Shinki....&amp;quot; and then asks, &amp;quot;Do they change sizes?&amp;quot; as if thinking of something familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;We do not change sizes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet transmits a picture: http://tinyurl.com/pg6y5x9&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;This is me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Real-size.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... That image is actually slightly zoomed in so on some screens it may be larger than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I am approximately fourteen centimeters tall outside of my armour.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Fourte-... Okay.&amp;quot; He pauses again and says, &amp;quot;So, Lizbet... where's a good place to meet? Maybe somewhere I can have breakfast also?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;The... mmh. Njorun Station HQ mess hall?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I hear the food there is surprisingly good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;The food there is good, yes. And plentiful. They have to feed a very large variety of beings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I do know they have a remarkable stock of jellycans.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says after another pause, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I figured out how to navigate to Njorum. I'll find a place to park the quinjet and find my way to the mess hall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Njorun Station is very easy to navigate. I've even done it with my GPS turned off before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man, I only go to Njorun for medical treatment nowadays.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I'm here for medical treatment, medical duty, deployments, training... oh yes, and my home's in Njorun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I used to live there before I moved in here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I used to live here. I still like to visit.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's also the 'closest' place I am familiar with from my new home, so I come here for groceries.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, with the sound of the quinjet's turbines in the background, says, &amp;quot;My home is off in the Archipelago but I can't always stay there. Is this the place I can get a bunk to sleep in when required that the recruiter mentioned?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;It has a nice garden.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark sounds like he just woke up. And possibly had a briefing from Jarvis on the channel goings-on in the hour before he woke. &amp;quot;Wait, are you... there's /another/ alternate universe Rogers kid?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You can always get a place to stay in... oh, HELLO Tony~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning, dad.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica probably giving off dread vibes with her voice at that last part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant : Dragon says, &amp;quot;Ah, Mister Stark, we were just talking about you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;You can't scare me, Freddie, I know I didn't do anything this time. And that's appropriate, most people should usually be talking about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Apparently so, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;If I can't scare you, I clearly haven't been trying.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;At least this one has some manners.&amp;quot; Yawn, &amp;quot;Hi.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... I did warn you about talking about this one, right ... James?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Seems you were wrong, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;I'm confused. Who's wrong about what? God, I need coffee.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers answers Fred with an &amp;quot;I'm not sure what you mean, ma'am&amp;quot; while smiling. He then says, &amp;quot;Going off comms for now, at Njorun and approaching the mess hall.&amp;quot; This is followed by a soft click.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)</title>
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=X-Union-Chatter&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers, woken up by radio chatter, introduces himself to a number of Union Members via the radio. His family and background are discussed and then his prejudice against robots rises up and leads to an invitation to meet a Shinki ([[Lizbet]]).&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=20, 73, 172, 309, 554, 562, 575, 642, 648, 737, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning Union... Man, it's still early, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;It is quite early, yes. Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding like he just woke up himself, says, &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:642|Landon al Cid (642)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Landon al Cid says, &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;HEY! New voice! Welcome to the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;Greetings sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Ooooh? A new person? Welcome!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Thank you, my world just... unified is the term, right? We unified yesterday. Found out about the situation and decided that the Union was where my family and I belonged. As there are issues at home I'm out here representing the Avengers while the rest of them stay local.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;A pleasure to speak with you. I am Eryl Fairfax, diplomat for the ReGenesis Corporation.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Nice to speak with you also, Eryl. I'm James. James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Hi hi! Nice to speak to you, James! I'm Ayako Hasekawa, a Water spirit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Waaaait a moment. Rogers? Avengers? You're ANOTHER mini Captain America?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding a bit confused, says, &amp;quot;I'm his son... but what do you mean by... wait... /ANOTHER/? What do you mean?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Because we just got one Sarah Rogers joining us. Man, now I have to think of another nickname...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, after a pregnant pause, says, &amp;quot;My /grandmother/ is here?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;SHEESH. Your family history sure sounds messed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Wow, this sounds complicated!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;This is one reason why watching humans is fun! You get to see multiple, multiple generations!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;You're telling me its complicated. Where I'm from my parents are dead and now you've impled my dad is around as well as his mother.&amp;quot; He pauses and after the silence he says, &amp;quot;I think I'm getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is an amazing place!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey, don't blame me, I'm just stating facts! If you want you can stop by later today, she's gonna come hang out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers slowly says, &amp;quot;Hang out... with my... grandmother.&amp;quot; Then, in a tone that manages to be both sarcastic and ameniable at the same time, he says, &amp;quot;Sure, why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;She stopped by yesterday and had a bbq with me, Goldie and this world's Captain America. Yeah, he's here too before you get all spazzy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;My computer at home is made with awesome technology from like three different worlds that are three centuries beyond mine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;It -still- gets adware. What.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodness Sakura, what have you been clicking on~?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Kero uses this more than I do, ask him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Well, it figures that someone as old as him would be bad with computers~ Also, good morning everyone!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;So where is here? And what do I call you, friend of my father and grandmother? Wait... mini... she's not my grandmother, is she?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Oh, hello, new voice~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I'm Toph Beifong! The greatest earthbender of all time! And I live in Malibu, the fanciest house out by the cape. Oh, wait...! Damnit Jarvis, always at the worst times. Back in a bit, guys.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good morning Tomoyo and Sakura!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;You two are so synchronized.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi yawns, &amp;quot;Uwaaah... Time for bed, mmmm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Just goes to show what great friends we are, huh? Oh, goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good night, Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Goodnight, everyone~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;There we go. I have breakfast.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I should write a report later. After my reading lessons, Jarvis insists.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers speaks amid the sound of rustling paper as he is unfolding and looking through various hardcopy maps he requested the night before. &amp;quot;Malibu... Malibu... /where/ is that, Toph?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Somewhere in the United States, I believe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Trying to find a place here on a map is usually a frustrating experience. You need warpgate coordinates instead.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;In California. Earth-199999.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Just go to the nicest house out on the cape. The mailbox says Stark. Can't miss it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He has a mailbox? How quaint.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers starts to speak, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I can find that wor-...&amp;quot; and then stops and says, &amp;quot;Stark... like Tony?&amp;quot; Another brief pause and then he says, &amp;quot;Definately getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Oh my.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh my goodness~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, Tony Stark. He is pretty famous. One of the Avengers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You've heard of Tony Stark then? You poor boy. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... A few people seem to have heard of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't tell him that though. He'll just get insufferable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;He raised me and my brothers and sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... More ins...what?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sounds like she's choking on something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Well... /my/ Tony at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is such an amazing place~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man... Never thought I'd have siblings in THIS way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He ... adopted you? Well, another him did?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Goldie was pretty clear that I'm staying an only child for now, so it has to be another one,  genius.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers there is a sound of an engine warming up in the background as James powers up the quinjet for flight. &amp;quot;Ok, I'm on my way to Malibu. This is just too weird.&amp;quot; Then, addressing Fred's question he says, &amp;quot;Well, he kind of had to, he was the last Avenger and someone had to take care of us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;O-oh. I see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... the others were killed? And I can't really meet you now, bro. Stop by later today?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... bro.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;... that's adorable~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Soo jealous.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Alright. Signal me when you are available. Yeah, Hawkeye Senior survived for a while and The Vision is still around, but the Avengers are really just the five of us now... Barton plus me and my siblings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;I wish I could just suddenly get new siblings out of nowhere.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;What's Ultron?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Aw, Toya isn't that bad Sakura~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, I know. Goldie might be an asshole, but... I'm glad I can call him dad. He doesn't even freak out at it anymore.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;What? No, Toya's the best big brother in the world, but what does that have to do with it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh! Uh, I thought you were wishing for a replacement. I'm still waking up I guess~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto | Oka says, &amp;quot;Sakura seems to want enough siblings to make up an entire soccer team.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto | Oka pauses. &amp;quot;I call goalie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers doesn't speak for a bit. When he does there's no excitement in his voice. &amp;quot;Ultron is a robot that tried to exterminate humanity. And he started with the superheros and villains seeing as they were his biggest threat. We defeated him... well, really the Hulk tore him in half... and Torunn threw the parts out into space before he could rebuild himself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Robots? I break those for breakfast. Our before dinner yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;He sounds a bit more than just a robot. I'm sorry, Mister Rogers. That sounds like quite the ordeal.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;But yeah, stop by Malibu later today and we can have some sibling bonding time. There's leftovers from yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ultron's not just any robot. Tony made him extremely well and... well, he interpreted the sitaution differently than was expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... Goldie MADE him?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;You know, that doesn't really surprise me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Yeah....&amp;quot; he pauses a bit before adding, &amp;quot;Everyone can make a mistake.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;I'm speaking from a purely academic standpoint. As Mister Rogers said, this Ultron didn't react as expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Now now, Toph. Just because one Tony Stark shows terrible judgment doesn't mean yours will. He DID adopt you after all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet sighs a bit. &amp;quot;Homicidal robots...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Erm. I mean in creating this robot, not in adopting... oh, you know what I mean.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's so sad. Robots should get along with humans. That's the point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Well... yes. But I don't think this is a Shinki here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;It's a rare robot that isn't out to kill you though. I only know of one. Plus JACOSTA, but she's Tony's computer interface program.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... -Wow-.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Er, there's a lot of robots here that aren't out to kill you. Like Lizbet here, or Vervi or Metta.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet ahem. &amp;quot;Hello. I am an MMS Type VicViper 'LirBiete' model Shinki, MMS 3rd Small chassis. My name is Lizbet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Jacosta? Goldie has Jarvis.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;These small differences are kind of fascinating.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Hm. James... oh. Rogers. Like Steve Rogers then. I suppose that makes sense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;And yeah, I know. Without each other we'd both be dead now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;And let's see. If I know Tony Stark, Jacosta stands for something. Just Another Completely Original Super Terrific Avatar, or something like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ok, so maybe there are other excptions.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound entirely convinced but sees that he's in the minority. &amp;quot;Just seen too many of yo-... their kind try to kill my family... and succeed at slaughtering people to greet you with open arms, Lizbet.&amp;quot; Then, to Fred's comment, he says, &amp;quot;Yes, 'The Soldier'. He's my father.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;We have lots of nice mechanical people here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It would be conducive to social interactions with the majority of Union Elites if you would keep you prejudices to yourself, however.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Your past obviously colours your viewpoint and I don't begrudge you for that. I hope all of the positive interactions with others of 'my kind' will help you mvoe past it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;'The Soldier', hmmm? Well, at least Mr. Rogers seems a good person. Er, the senior Mr. Rogers. Steve.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Cap is good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers is nodding but that cannot be heard. &amp;quot;You're right. I'll give everyone I meet a chance,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;That's all we ask~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I would fight for every mechanical member of the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet suddenly speaking with a metallic 'twang' to her voice. &amp;quot;Would It Help If I Spoke Like Thi-&amp;quot; Gack, cough. Back to normal. &amp;quot;Oh God I can't keep that up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong snickers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I dis met a murderdroid the other day who n-- poisoned ne.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;It's an interesthing to think about, all these different forms of artificial life.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;For all the things you can find on my world, artificial life isn't one of them.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers sounds a bit off as he says, &amp;quot;No, Lizbet, that actually makes it worse. I like your normal voice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Shinkis are really the only common form of artificial life in my home world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;My normal voice ''is'' adorable so I don't blame you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;...and I've seen enough movies to know that robot armies are a staple of supervillain armies.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't you use drone suits, Dragon?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;...well, yes. But they only have rudimentary intelligence.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It may be a good idea to meet me in person some time, Mister Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I don't look at all threatening outside my armour. It could be good for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I can second that. Lizbet's incredibly cute.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;They're more like remote-controlled jets if Defiant or I aren't at the helm. I wouldn't consider them robots. That implies autonomy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;A cute... robot?&amp;quot; as if his mind is having problems with the concept.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica confirms. &amp;quot;Adorable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Shinki are very very cute! Even when they fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Evangeline is cute though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers repeats the word, &amp;quot;Shinki....&amp;quot; and then asks, &amp;quot;Do they change sizes?&amp;quot; as if thinking of something familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;We do not change sizes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet transmits a picture: http://tinyurl.com/pg6y5x9&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;This is me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Real-size.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... That image is actually slightly zoomed in so on some screens it may be larger than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I am approximately fourteen centimeters tall outside of my armour.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Fourte-... Okay.&amp;quot; He pauses again and says, &amp;quot;So, Lizbet... where's a good place to meet? Maybe somewhere I can have breakfast also?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;The... mmh. Njorun Station HQ mess hall?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I hear the food there is surprisingly good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;The food there is good, yes. And plentiful. They have to feed a very large variety of beings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I do know they have a remarkable stock of jellycans.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says after another pause, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I figured out how to navigate to Njorum. I'll find a place to park the quinjet and find my way to the mess hall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Njorun Station is very easy to navigate. I've even done it with my GPS turned off before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man, I only go to Njorun for medical treatment nowadays.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I'm here for medical treatment, medical duty, deployments, training... oh yes, and my home's in Njorun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I used to live there before I moved in here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I used to live here. I still like to visit.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's also the 'closest' place I am familiar with from my new home, so I come here for groceries.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, with the sound of the quinjet's turbines in the background, says, &amp;quot;My home is off in the Archipelago but I can't always stay there. Is this the place I can get a bunk to sleep in when required that the recruiter mentioned?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;It has a nice garden.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark sounds like he just woke up. And possibly had a briefing from Jarvis on the channel goings-on in the hour before he woke. &amp;quot;Wait, are you... there's /another/ alternate universe Rogers kid?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You can always get a place to stay in... oh, HELLO Tony~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning, dad.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica probably giving off dread vibes with her voice at that last part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;Ah, Mister Stark, we were just talking about you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;You can't scare me, Freddie, I know I didn't do anything this time. And that's appropriate, most people should usually be talking about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Apparently so, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;If I can't scare you, I clearly haven't been trying.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;At least this one has some manners.&amp;quot; Yawn, &amp;quot;Hi.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... I did warn you about talking about this one, right ... James?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Seems you were wrong, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;I'm confused. Who's wrong about what? God, I need coffee.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers answers Fred with an &amp;quot;I'm not sure what you mean, ma'am&amp;quot; while smiling. He then says, &amp;quot;Going off comms for now, at Njorun and approaching the mess hall.&amp;quot; This is followed by a soft click.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)</title>
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|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=X-Union-Chatter&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers, woken up by radio chatter, introduces himself to a number of Union Members via the radio. His family and background are discussed and then his prejudice against robots rises up and leads to an invitation to meet a Shinki ([[Lizbet]]).&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=20, 73, 172, 309, 554, 562, 575, 642, 648, 737, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
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|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning Union... Man, it's still early, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;It is quite early, yes. Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding like he just woke up himself, says, &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:642|Landon al Cid (642)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Landon al Cid says, &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;HEY! New voice! Welcome to the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;Greetings sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Ooooh? A new person? Welcome!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Thank you, my world just... unified is the term, right? We unified yesterday. Found out about the situation and decided that the Union was where my family and I belonged. As there are issues at home I'm out here representing the Avengers while the rest of them stay local.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;A pleasure to speak with you. I am Eryl Fairfax, diplomat for the ReGenesis Corporation.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Nice to speak with you also, Eryl. I'm James. James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Hi hi! Nice to speak to you, James! I'm Ayako Hasekawa, a Water spirit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Waaaait a moment. Rogers? Avengers? You're ANOTHER mini Captain America?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding a bit confused, says, &amp;quot;I'm his son... but what do you mean by... wait... /ANOTHER/? What do you mean?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Because we just got one Sarah Rogers joining us. Man, now I have to think of another nickname...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, after a pregnant pause, says, &amp;quot;My /grandmother/ is here?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;SHEESH. Your family history sure sounds messed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Wow, this sounds complicated!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;This is one reason why watching humans is fun! You get to see multiple, multiple generations!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;You're telling me its complicated. Where I'm from my parents are dead and now you've impled my dad is around as well as his mother.&amp;quot; He pauses and after the silence he says, &amp;quot;I think I'm getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is an amazing place!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey, don't blame me, I'm just stating facts! If you want you can stop by later today, she's gonna come hang out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers slowly says, &amp;quot;Hang out... with my... grandmother.&amp;quot; Then, in a tone that manages to be both sarcastic and ameniable at the same time, he says, &amp;quot;Sure, why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;She stopped by yesterday and had a bbq with me, Goldie and this world's Captain America. Yeah, he's here too before you get all spazzy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;My computer at home is made with awesome technology from like three different worlds that are three centuries beyond mine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;It -still- gets adware. What.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodness Sakura, what have you been clicking on~?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Kero uses this more than I do, ask him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Well, it figures that someone as old as him would be bad with computers~ Also, good morning everyone!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;So where is here? And what do I call you, friend of my father and grandmother? Wait... mini... she's not my grandmother, is she?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Oh, hello, new voice~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I'm Toph Beifong! The greatest earthbender of all time! And I live in Malibu, the fanciest house out by the cape. Oh, wait...! Damnit Jarvis, always at the worst times. Back in a bit, guys.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good morning Tomoyo and Sakura!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;You two are so synchronized.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi yawns, &amp;quot;Uwaaah... Time for bed, mmmm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Just goes to show what great friends we are, huh? Oh, goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good night, Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Goodnight, everyone~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;There we go. I have breakfast.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I should write a report later. After my reading lessons, Jarvis insists.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers speaks amid the sound of rustling paper as he is unfolding and looking through various hardcopy maps he requested the night before. &amp;quot;Malibu... Malibu... /where/ is that, Toph?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Somewhere in the United States, I believe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Trying to find a place here on a map is usually a frustrating experience. You need warpgate coordinates instead.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;In California. Earth-199999.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Just go to the nicest house out on the cape. The mailbox says Stark. Can't miss it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He has a mailbox? How quaint.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers starts to speak, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I can find that wor-...&amp;quot; and then stops and says, &amp;quot;Stark... like Tony?&amp;quot; Another brief pause and then he says, &amp;quot;Definately getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Oh my.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh my goodness~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, Tony Stark. He is pretty famous. One of the Avengers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You've heard of Tony Stark then? You poor boy. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... A few people seem to have heard of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't tell him that though. He'll just get insufferable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;He raised me and my brothers and sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... More ins...what?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sounds like she's choking on something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Well... /my/ Tony at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is such an amazing place~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man... Never thought I'd have siblings in THIS way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He ... adopted you? Well, another him did?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Goldie was pretty clear that I'm staying an only child for now, so it has to be another one,  genius.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers there is a sound of an engine warming up in the background as James powers up the quinjet for flight. &amp;quot;Ok, I'm on my way to Malibu. This is just too weird.&amp;quot; Then, addressing Fred's question he says, &amp;quot;Well, he kind of had to, he was the last Avenger and someone had to take care of us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;O-oh. I see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... the others were killed? And I can't really meet you now, bro. Stop by later today?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... bro.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;... that's adorable~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Soo jealous.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Alright. Signal me when you are available. Yeah, Hawkeye Senior survived for a while and The Vision is still around, but the Avengers are really just the five of us now... Barton plus me and my siblings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;I wish I could just suddenly get new siblings out of nowhere.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;What's Ultron?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Aw, Toya isn't that bad Sakura~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, I know. Goldie might be an asshole, but... I'm glad I can call him dad. He doesn't even freak out at it anymore.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;What? No, Toya's the best big brother in the world, but what does that have to do with it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh! Uh, I thought you were wishing for a replacement. I'm still waking up I guess~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto | Oka says, &amp;quot;Sakura seems to want enough siblings to make up an entire soccer team.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto | Oka pauses. &amp;quot;I call goalie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers doesn't speak for a bit. When he does there's no excitement in his voice. &amp;quot;Ultron is a robot that tried to exterminate humanity. And he started with the superheros and villains seeing as they were his biggest threat. We defeated him... well, really the Hulk tore him in half... and Torunn threw the parts out into space before he could rebuild himself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Robots? I break those for breakfast. Our before dinner yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;He sounds a bit more than just a robot. I'm sorry, Mister Rogers. That sounds like quite the ordeal.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;But yeah, stop by Malibu later today and we can have some sibling bonding time. There's leftovers from yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ultron's not just any robot. Tony made him extremely well and... well, he interpreted the sitaution differently than was expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... Goldie MADE him?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;You know, that doesn't really surprise me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Yeah....&amp;quot; he pauses a bit before adding, &amp;quot;Everyone can make a mistake.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;I'm speaking from a purely academic standpoint. As Mister Rogers said, this Ultron didn't react as expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Now now, Toph. Just because one Tony Stark shows terrible judgment doesn't mean yours will. He DID adopt you after all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet sighs a bit. &amp;quot;Homicidal robots...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Erm. I mean in creating this robot, not in adopting... oh, you know what I mean.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's so sad. Robots should get along with humans. That's the point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Well... yes. But I don't think this is a Shinki here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;It's a rare robot that isn't out to kill you though. I only know of one. Plus JACOSTA, but she's Tony's computer interface program.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... -Wow-.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Er, there's a lot of robots here that aren't out to kill you. Like Lizbet here, or Vervi or Metta.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet ahem. &amp;quot;Hello. I am an MMS Type VicViper 'LirBiete' model Shinki, MMS 3rd Small chassis. My name is Lizbet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Jacosta? Goldie has Jarvis.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;These small differences are kind of fascinating.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Hm. James... oh. Rogers. Like Steve Rogers then. I suppose that makes sense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;And yeah, I know. Without each other we'd both be dead now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;And let's see. If I know Tony Stark, Jacosta stands for something. Just Another Completely Original Super Terrific Avatar, or something like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ok, so maybe there are other excptions.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound entirely convinced but sees that he's in the minority. &amp;quot;Just seen too many of yo-... their kind try to kill my family... and succeed at slaughtering people to greet you with open arms, Lizbet.&amp;quot; Then, to Fred's comment, he says, &amp;quot;Yes, 'The Soldier'. He's my father.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;We have lots of nice mechanical people here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It would be conducive to social interactions with the majority of Union Elites if you would keep you prejudices to yourself, however.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Your past obviously colours your viewpoint and I don't begrudge you for that. I hope all of the positive interactions with others of 'my kind' will help you mvoe past it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;'The Soldier', hmmm? Well, at least Mr. Rogers seems a good person. Er, the senior Mr. Rogers. Steve.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Cap is good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers is nodding but that cannot be heard. &amp;quot;You're right. I'll give everyone I meet a chance,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;That's all we ask~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I would fight for every mechanical member of the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet suddenly speaking with a metallic 'twang' to her voice. &amp;quot;Would It Help If I Spoke Like Thi-&amp;quot; Gack, cough. Back to normal. &amp;quot;Oh God I can't keep that up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong snickers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I dis met a murderdroid the other day who n-- poisoned ne.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;It's an interesthing to think about, all these different forms of artificial life.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;For all the things you can find on my world, artificial life isn't one of them.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers sounds a bit off as he says, &amp;quot;No, Lizbet, that actually makes it worse. I like your normal voice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Shinkis are really the only common form of artificial life in my home world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;My normal voice ''is'' adorable so I don't blame you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;...and I've seen enough movies to know that robot armies are a staple of supervillain armies.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't you use drone suits, Dragon?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;...well, yes. But they only have rudimentary intelligence.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It may be a good idea to meet me in person some time, Mister Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I don't look at all threatening outside my armour. It could be good for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I can second that. Lizbet's incredibly cute.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;They're more like remote-controlled jets if Defiant or I aren't at the helm. I wouldn't consider them robots. That implies autonomy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;A cute... robot?&amp;quot; as if his mind is having problems with the concept.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica confirms. &amp;quot;Adorable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Shinki are very very cute! Even when they fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Evangeline is cute though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers repeats the word, &amp;quot;Shinki....&amp;quot; and then asks, &amp;quot;Do they change sizes?&amp;quot; as if thinking of something familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;We do not change sizes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet transmits a picture: http://tinyurl.com/pg6y5x9&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;This is me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Real-size.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... That image is actually slightly zoomed in so on some screens it may be larger than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I am approximately fourteen centimeters tall outside of my armour.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Fourte-... Okay.&amp;quot; He pauses again and says, &amp;quot;So, Lizbet... where's a good place to meet? Maybe somewhere I can have breakfast also?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;The... mmh. Njorun Station HQ mess hall?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I hear the food there is surprisingly good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;The food there is good, yes. And plentiful. They have to feed a very large variety of beings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I do know they have a remarkable stock of jellycans.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says after another pause, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I figured out how to navigate to Njorum. I'll find a place to park the quinjet and find my way to the mess hall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Njorun Station is very easy to navigate. I've even done it with my GPS turned off before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man, I only go to Njorun for medical treatment nowadays.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I'm here for medical treatment, medical duty, deployments, training... oh yes, and my home's in Njorun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I used to live there before I moved in here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I used to live here. I still like to visit.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's also the 'closest' place I am familiar with from my new home, so I come here for groceries.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, with the sound of the quinjet's turbines in the background, says, &amp;quot;My home is off in the Archipelago but I can't always stay there. Is this the place I can get a bunk to sleep in when required that the recruiter mentioned?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;It has a nice garden.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark sounds like he just woke up. And possibly had a briefing from Jarvis on the channel goings-on in the hour before he woke. &amp;quot;Wait, are you... there's /another/ alternate universe Rogers kid?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You can always get a place to stay in... oh, HELLO Tony~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning, dad.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica probably giving off dread vibes with her voice at that last part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;Ah, Mister Stark, we were just talking about you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;You can't scare me, Freddie, I know I didn't do anything this time. And that's appropriate, most people should usually be talking about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Apparently so, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;If I can't scare you, I clearly haven't been trying.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;At least this one has some manners.&amp;quot; Yawn, &amp;quot;Hi.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... I did warn you about talking about this one, right ... James?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Seems you were wrong, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;I'm confused. Who's wrong about what? God, I need coffee.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers answers Fred with an &amp;quot;I'm not sure what you mean, ma'am&amp;quot; while smiling. He then says, &amp;quot;Going off comms for now, at Njorun and approaching the mess hall.&amp;quot; This is followed by a soft click.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)</title>
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|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=X-Union-Chatter&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers, woken up by radio chatter, introduces himself to a number of Union Members via the radio. His family and background are discussed and then his prejudice against robots rises up and leads to an invitation to meet a Shinki ([[Lizbet]]).&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=20, 73, 172, 309, 554, 562, 575, 642, 648, 737, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
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|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning Union... Man, it's still early, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;It is quite early, yes. Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding like he just woke up himself, says, &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:642|Landon al Cid (642)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Landon al Cid says, &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;HEY! New voice! Welcome to the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;Greetings sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Ooooh? A new person? Welcome!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Thank you, my world just... unified is the term, right? We unified yesterday. Found out about the situation and decided that the Union was where my family and I belonged. As there are issues at home I'm out here representing the Avengers while the rest of them stay local.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;A pleasure to speak with you. I am Eryl Fairfax, diplomat for the ReGenesis Corporation.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Nice to speak with you also, Eryl. I'm James. James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Hi hi! Nice to speak to you, James! I'm Ayako Hasekawa, a Water spirit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Waaaait a moment. Rogers? Avengers? You're ANOTHER mini Captain America?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, sounding a bit confused, says, &amp;quot;I'm his son... but what do you mean by... wait... /ANOTHER/? What do you mean?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Because we just got one Sarah Rogers joining us. Man, now I have to think of another nickname...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, after a pregnant pause, says, &amp;quot;My /grandmother/ is here?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;SHEESH. Your family history sure sounds messed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Wow, this sounds complicated!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;This is one reason why watching humans is fun! You get to see multiple, multiple generations!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;You're telling me its complicated. Where I'm from my parents are dead and now you've impled my dad is around as well as his mother.&amp;quot; He pauses and after the silence he says, &amp;quot;I think I'm getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is an amazing place!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey, don't blame me, I'm just stating facts! If you want you can stop by later today, she's gonna come hang out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers slowly says, &amp;quot;Hang out... with my... grandmother.&amp;quot; Then, in a tone that manages to be both sarcastic and ameniable at the same time, he says, &amp;quot;Sure, why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;She stopped by yesterday and had a bbq with me, Goldie and this world's Captain America. Yeah, he's here too before you get all spazzy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;My computer at home is made with awesome technology from like three different worlds that are three centuries beyond mine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;It -still- gets adware. What.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodness Sakura, what have you been clicking on~?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Kero uses this more than I do, ask him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Well, it figures that someone as old as him would be bad with computers~ Also, good morning everyone!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;So where is here? And what do I call you, friend of my father and grandmother? Wait... mini... she's not my grandmother, is she?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Oh, hello, new voice~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I'm Toph Beifong! The greatest earthbender of all time! And I live in Malibu, the fanciest house out by the cape. Oh, wait...! Damnit Jarvis, always at the worst times. Back in a bit, guys.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good morning Tomoyo and Sakura!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;You two are so synchronized.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi yawns, &amp;quot;Uwaaah... Time for bed, mmmm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Just goes to show what great friends we are, huh? Oh, goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good night, Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Goodnight, everyone~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;There we go. I have breakfast.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I should write a report later. After my reading lessons, Jarvis insists.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers speaks amid the sound of rustling paper as he is unfolding and looking through various hardcopy maps he requested the night before. &amp;quot;Malibu... Malibu... /where/ is that, Toph?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Somewhere in the United States, I believe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Trying to find a place here on a map is usually a frustrating experience. You need warpgate coordinates instead.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;In California. Earth-199999.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Just go to the nicest house out on the cape. The mailbox says Stark. Can't miss it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He has a mailbox? How quaint.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers starts to speak, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I can find that wor-...&amp;quot; and then stops and says, &amp;quot;Stark... like Tony?&amp;quot; Another brief pause and then he says, &amp;quot;Definately getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Oh my.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh my goodness~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, Tony Stark. He is pretty famous. One of the Avengers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You've heard of Tony Stark then? You poor boy. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... A few people seem to have heard of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't tell him that though. He'll just get insufferable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;He raised me and my brothers and sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... More ins...what?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sounds like she's choking on something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Well... /my/ Tony at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is such an amazing place~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man... Never thought I'd have siblings in THIS way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He ... adopted you? Well, another him did?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Goldie was pretty clear that I'm staying an only child for now, so it has to be another one,  genius.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers there is a sound of an engine warming up in the background as James powers up the quinjet for flight. &amp;quot;Ok, I'm on my way to Malibu. This is just too weird.&amp;quot; Then, addressing Fred's question he says, &amp;quot;Well, he kind of had to, he was the last Avenger and someone had to take care of us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;O-oh. I see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... the others were killed? And I can't really meet you now, bro. Stop by later today?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... bro.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;... that's adorable~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Soo jealous.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Alright. Signal me when you are available. Yeah, Hawkeye Senior survived for a while and The Vision is still around, but the Avengers are really just the five of us now... Barton plus me and my siblings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;I wish I could just suddenly get new siblings out of nowhere.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;What's Ultron?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Aw, Toya isn't that bad Sakura~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, I know. Goldie might be an asshole, but... I'm glad I can call him dad. He doesn't even freak out at it anymore.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;What? No, Toya's the best big brother in the world, but what does that have to do with it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh! Uh, I thought you were wishing for a replacement. I'm still waking up I guess~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto | Oka says, &amp;quot;Sakura seems to want enough siblings to make up an entire soccer team.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Sakura Kinomoto | Oka pauses. &amp;quot;I call goalie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers doesn't speak for a bit. When he does there's no excitement in his voice. &amp;quot;Ultron is a robot that tried to exterminate humanity. And he started with the superheros and villains seeing as they were his biggest threat. We defeated him... well, really the Hulk tore him in half... and Torunn threw the parts out into space before he could rebuild himself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Robots? I break those for breakfast. Our before dinner yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;He sounds a bit more than just a robot. I'm sorry, Mister Rogers. That sounds like quite the ordeal.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;But yeah, stop by Malibu later today and we can have some sibling bonding time. There's leftovers from yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ultron's not just any robot. Tony made him extremely well and... well, he interpreted the sitaution differently than was expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... Goldie MADE him?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;You know, that doesn't really surprise me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Yeah....&amp;quot; he pauses a bit before adding, &amp;quot;Everyone can make a mistake.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;I'm speaking from a purely academic standpoint. As Mister Rogers said, this Ultron didn't react as expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Now now, Toph. Just because one Tony Stark shows terrible judgment doesn't mean yours will. He DID adopt you after all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet sighs a bit. &amp;quot;Homicidal robots...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Erm. I mean in creating this robot, not in adopting... oh, you know what I mean.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's so sad. Robots should get along with humans. That's the point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Well... yes. But I don't think this is a Shinki here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;It's a rare robot that isn't out to kill you though. I only know of one. Plus JACOSTA, but she's Tony's computer interface program.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... -Wow-.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Er, there's a lot of robots here that aren't out to kill you. Like Lizbet here, or Vervi or Metta.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet ahem. &amp;quot;Hello. I am an MMS Type VicViper 'LirBiete' model Shinki, MMS 3rd Small chassis. My name is Lizbet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Jacosta? Goldie has Jarvis.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;These small differences are kind of fascinating.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Hm. James... oh. Rogers. Like Steve Rogers then. I suppose that makes sense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;And yeah, I know. Without each other we'd both be dead now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;And let's see. If I know Tony Stark, Jacosta stands for something. Just Another Completely Original Super Terrific Avatar, or something like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ok, so maybe there are other excptions.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound entirely convinced but sees that he's in the minority. &amp;quot;Just seen too many of yo-... their kind try to kill my family... and succeed at slaughtering people to greet you with open arms, Lizbet.&amp;quot; Then, to Fred's comment, he says, &amp;quot;Yes, 'The Soldier'. He's my father.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;We have lots of nice mechanical people here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It would be conducive to social interactions with the majority of Union Elites if you would keep you prejudices to yourself, however.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Your past obviously colours your viewpoint and I don't begrudge you for that. I hope all of the positive interactions with others of 'my kind' will help you mvoe past it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;'The Soldier', hmmm? Well, at least Mr. Rogers seems a good person. Er, the senior Mr. Rogers. Steve.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Cap is good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers is nodding but that cannot be heard. &amp;quot;You're right. I'll give everyone I meet a chance,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;That's all we ask~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I would fight for every mechanical member of the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet suddenly speaking with a metallic 'twang' to her voice. &amp;quot;Would It Help If I Spoke Like Thi-&amp;quot; Gack, cough. Back to normal. &amp;quot;Oh God I can't keep that up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong snickers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I dis met a murderdroid the other day who n-- poisoned ne.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;It's an interesthing to think about, all these different forms of artificial life.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;For all the things you can find on my world, artificial life isn't one of them.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers sounds a bit off as he says, &amp;quot;No, Lizbet, that actually makes it worse. I like your normal voice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Shinkis are really the only common form of artificial life in my home world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;My normal voice ''is'' adorable so I don't blame you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;...and I've seen enough movies to know that robot armies are a staple of supervillain armies.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't you use drone suits, Dragon?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;...well, yes. But they only have rudimentary intelligence.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It may be a good idea to meet me in person some time, Mister Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I don't look at all threatening outside my armour. It could be good for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I can second that. Lizbet's incredibly cute.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;They're more like remote-controlled jets if Defiant or I aren't at the helm. I wouldn't consider them robots. That implies autonomy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;A cute... robot?&amp;quot; as if his mind is having problems with the concept.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica confirms. &amp;quot;Adorable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Shinki are very very cute! Even when they fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Evangeline is cute though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers repeats the word, &amp;quot;Shinki....&amp;quot; and then asks, &amp;quot;Do they change sizes?&amp;quot; as if thinking of something familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;We do not change sizes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet transmits a picture: http://tinyurl.com/pg6y5x9&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;This is me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Real-size.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... That image is actually slightly zoomed in so on some screens it may be larger than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I am approximately fourteen centimeters tall outside of my armour.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Fourte-... Okay.&amp;quot; He pauses again and says, &amp;quot;So, Lizbet... where's a good place to meet? Maybe somewhere I can have breakfast also?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;The... mmh. Njorun Station HQ mess hall?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I hear the food there is surprisingly good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;The food there is good, yes. And plentiful. They have to feed a very large variety of beings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I do know they have a remarkable stock of jellycans.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says after another pause, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I figured out how to navigate to Njorum. I'll find a place to park the quinjet and find my way to the mess hall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Njorun Station is very easy to navigate. I've even done it with my GPS turned off before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man, I only go to Njorun for medical treatment nowadays.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I'm here for medical treatment, medical duty, deployments, training... oh yes, and my home's in Njorun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I used to live there before I moved in here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I used to live here. I still like to visit.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's also the 'closest' place I am familiar with from my new home, so I come here for groceries.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers, with the sound of the quinjet's turbines in the background, says, &amp;quot;My home is off in the Archipelago but I can't always stay there. Is this the place I can get a bunk to sleep in when required that the recruiter mentioned?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;It has a nice garden.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark sounds like he just woke up. And possibly had a briefing from Jarvis on the channel goings-on in the hour before he woke. &amp;quot;Wait, are you... there's /another/ alternate universe Rogers kid?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You can always get a place to stay in... oh, HELLO Tony~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning, dad.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica probably giving off dread vibes with her voice at that last part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;Ah, Mister Stark, we were just talking about you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;You can't scare me, Freddie, I know I didn't do anything this time. And that's appropriate, most people should usually be talking about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Apparently so, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;If I can't scare you, I clearly haven't been trying.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;At least this one has some manners.&amp;quot; Yawn, &amp;quot;Hi.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... I did warn you about talking about this one, right ... James?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Seems you were wrong, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;I'm confused. Who's wrong about what? God, I need coffee.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;'''&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt;''' [A] James Rogers answers Fred with an &amp;quot;I'm not sure what you mean, ma'am&amp;quot; while smiling. He then says, &amp;quot;Going off comms for now, at Njorun and approaching the mess hall.&amp;quot; This is followed by a soft click.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>A New Voice On the Radio (James Rogers; X-Union-Chatter)</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/04 |Location=X-Union-Chatter |Synopsis=James Rogers, woken up by radio chatter, introduces himself to a number of Union Members via the rad...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/04&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=X-Union-Chatter&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=James Rogers, woken up by radio chatter, introduces himself to a number of Union Members via the radio. His family and background are discussed and then his prejudice against robots rises up and leads to an invitation to meet a Shinki ([[Lizbet]]).&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=20, 73, 172, 309, 554, 562, 575, 642, 648, 737, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning Union... Man, it's still early, isn't it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;It is quite early, yes. Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers, sounding like he just woke up himself, says, &amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:642|Landon al Cid (642)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Landon al Cid says, &amp;quot;Hello.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;HEY! New voice! Welcome to the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;Greetings sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Ooooh? A new person? Welcome!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Thank you, my world just... unified is the term, right? We unified yesterday. Found out about the situation and decided that the Union was where my family and I belonged. As there are issues at home I'm out here representing the Avengers while the rest of them stay local.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:562|Eryl Fairfax (562)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Eryl Fairfax says, &amp;quot;A pleasure to speak with you. I am Eryl Fairfax, diplomat for the ReGenesis Corporation.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Nice to speak with you also, Eryl. I'm James. James Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Hi hi! Nice to speak to you, James! I'm Ayako Hasekawa, a Water spirit!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Waaaait a moment. Rogers? Avengers? You're ANOTHER mini Captain America?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers, sounding a bit confused, says, &amp;quot;I'm his son... but what do you mean by... wait... /ANOTHER/? What do you mean?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Because we just got one Sarah Rogers joining us. Man, now I have to think of another nickname...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers, after a pregnant pause, says, &amp;quot;My /grandmother/ is here?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;SHEESH. Your family history sure sounds messed up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Wow, this sounds complicated!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;This is one reason why watching humans is fun! You get to see multiple, multiple generations!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;You're telling me its complicated. Where I'm from my parents are dead and now you've impled my dad is around as well as his mother.&amp;quot; He pauses and after the silence he says, &amp;quot;I think I'm getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is an amazing place!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey, don't blame me, I'm just stating facts! If you want you can stop by later today, she's gonna come hang out.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers slowly says, &amp;quot;Hang out... with my... grandmother.&amp;quot; Then, in a tone that manages to be both sarcastic and ameniable at the same time, he says, &amp;quot;Sure, why not?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;She stopped by yesterday and had a bbq with me, Goldie and this world's Captain America. Yeah, he's here too before you get all spazzy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;My computer at home is made with awesome technology from like three different worlds that are three centuries beyond mine.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;It -still- gets adware. What.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodness Sakura, what have you been clicking on~?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Kero uses this more than I do, ask him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Well, it figures that someone as old as him would be bad with computers~ Also, good morning everyone!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;So where is here? And what do I call you, friend of my father and grandmother? Wait... mini... she's not my grandmother, is she?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Oh, hello, new voice~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I'm Toph Beifong! The greatest earthbender of all time! And I live in Malibu, the fanciest house out by the cape. Oh, wait...! Damnit Jarvis, always at the worst times. Back in a bit, guys.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good morning Tomoyo and Sakura!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Hello Ayako~!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Ayako Hasekawa giggles softly. &amp;quot;You two are so synchronized.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Vivio Takamachi yawns, &amp;quot;Uwaaah... Time for bed, mmmm...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;Just goes to show what great friends we are, huh? Oh, goodnight Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:575|Ayako Hasekawa (575)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Ayako Hasekawa says, &amp;quot;Good night, Vivio!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:737|Vivio Takamachi (737)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Vivio Takamachi says, &amp;quot;Goodnight, everyone~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;There we go. I have breakfast.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I should write a report later. After my reading lessons, Jarvis insists.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers speaks amid the sound of rustling paper as he is unfolding and looking through various hardcopy maps he requested the night before. &amp;quot;Malibu... Malibu... /where/ is that, Toph?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Somewhere in the United States, I believe.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Trying to find a place here on a map is usually a frustrating experience. You need warpgate coordinates instead.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;In California. Earth-199999.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Just go to the nicest house out on the cape. The mailbox says Stark. Can't miss it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He has a mailbox? How quaint.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers starts to speak, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I can find that wor-...&amp;quot; and then stops and says, &amp;quot;Stark... like Tony?&amp;quot; Another brief pause and then he says, &amp;quot;Definately getting a headache.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Oh my.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh my goodness~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, Tony Stark. He is pretty famous. One of the Avengers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You've heard of Tony Stark then? You poor boy. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised... A few people seem to have heard of him.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't tell him that though. He'll just get insufferable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;He raised me and my brothers and sister.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... More ins...what?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong sounds like she's choking on something.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Well... /my/ Tony at least.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;The Multiverse is such an amazing place~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man... Never thought I'd have siblings in THIS way!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;He ... adopted you? Well, another him did?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Goldie was pretty clear that I'm staying an only child for now, so it has to be another one,  genius.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers there is a sound of an engine warming up in the background as James powers up the quinjet for flight. &amp;quot;Ok, I'm on my way to Malibu. This is just too weird.&amp;quot; Then, addressing Fred's question he says, &amp;quot;Well, he kind of had to, he was the last Avenger and someone had to take care of us after Ultron killed our parents.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;O-oh. I see...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... the others were killed? And I can't really meet you now, bro. Stop by later today?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... bro.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;... that's adorable~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;... Soo jealous.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Alright. Signal me when you are available. Yeah, Hawkeye Senior survived for a while and The Vision is still around, but the Avengers are really just the five of us now... Barton plus me and my siblings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;I wish I could just suddenly get new siblings out of nowhere.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;What's Ultron?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Aw, Toya isn't that bad Sakura~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah, I know. Goldie might be an asshole, but... I'm glad I can call him dad. He doesn't even freak out at it anymore.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto says, &amp;quot;What? No, Toya's the best big brother in the world, but what does that have to do with it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Oh! Uh, I thought you were wishing for a replacement. I'm still waking up I guess~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto | Oka says, &amp;quot;Sakura seems to want enough siblings to make up an entire soccer team.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:172|Sakura Kinomoto (172)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Sakura Kinomoto | Oka pauses. &amp;quot;I call goalie.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers doesn't speak for a bit. When he does there's no excitement in his voice. &amp;quot;Ultron is a robot that tried to exterminate humanity. And he started with the superheros and villains seeing as they were his biggest threat. We defeated him... well, really the Hulk tore him in half... and Torunn threw the parts out into space before he could rebuild himself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Robots? I break those for breakfast. Our before dinner yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;He sounds a bit more than just a robot. I'm sorry, Mister Rogers. That sounds like quite the ordeal.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;But yeah, stop by Malibu later today and we can have some sibling bonding time. There's leftovers from yesterday.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ultron's not just any robot. Tony made him extremely well and... well, he interpreted the sitaution differently than was expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Wait... Goldie MADE him?!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;You know, that doesn't really surprise me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Yeah....&amp;quot; he pauses a bit before adding, &amp;quot;Everyone can make a mistake.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong sighs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon asks, &amp;quot;I'm speaking from a purely academic standpoint. As Mister Rogers said, this Ultron didn't react as expected.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Now now, Toph. Just because one Tony Stark shows terrible judgment doesn't mean yours will. He DID adopt you after all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet sighs a bit. &amp;quot;Homicidal robots...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Erm. I mean in creating this robot, not in adopting... oh, you know what I mean.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's so sad. Robots should get along with humans. That's the point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Well... yes. But I don't think this is a Shinki here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;It's a rare robot that isn't out to kill you though. I only know of one. Plus JACOSTA, but she's Tony's computer interface program.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... -Wow-.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... Er, there's a lot of robots here that aren't out to kill you. Like Lizbet here, or Vervi or Metta.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet ahem. &amp;quot;Hello. I am an MMS Type VicViper 'LirBiete' model Shinki, MMS 3rd Small chassis. My name is Lizbet.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Jacosta? Goldie has Jarvis.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;These small differences are kind of fascinating.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Hm. James... oh. Rogers. Like Steve Rogers then. I suppose that makes sense.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;And yeah, I know. Without each other we'd both be dead now.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;And let's see. If I know Tony Stark, Jacosta stands for something. Just Another Completely Original Super Terrific Avatar, or something like that.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Ok, so maybe there are other excptions.&amp;quot; He doesn't sound entirely convinced but sees that he's in the minority. &amp;quot;Just seen too many of yo-... their kind try to kill my family... and succeed at slaughtering people to greet you with open arms, Lizbet.&amp;quot; Then, to Fred's comment, he says, &amp;quot;Yes, 'The Soldier'. He's my father.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;We have lots of nice mechanical people here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It would be conducive to social interactions with the majority of Union Elites if you would keep you prejudices to yourself, however.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Your past obviously colours your viewpoint and I don't begrudge you for that. I hope all of the positive interactions with others of 'my kind' will help you mvoe past it.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;'The Soldier', hmmm? Well, at least Mr. Rogers seems a good person. Er, the senior Mr. Rogers. Steve.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Cap is good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers is nodding but that cannot be heard. &amp;quot;You're right. I'll give everyone I meet a chance,&amp;quot; he says.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;That's all we ask~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I would fight for every mechanical member of the Union.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet suddenly speaking with a metallic 'twang' to her voice. &amp;quot;Would It Help If I Spoke Like Thi-&amp;quot; Gack, cough. Back to normal. &amp;quot;Oh God I can't keep that up.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong snickers.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I dis met a murderdroid the other day who n-- poisoned ne.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;It's an interesthing to think about, all these different forms of artificial life.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;For all the things you can find on my world, artificial life isn't one of them.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers sounds a bit off as he says, &amp;quot;No, Lizbet, that actually makes it worse. I like your normal voice.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Shinkis are really the only common form of artificial life in my home world.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;My normal voice ''is'' adorable so I don't blame you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;...and I've seen enough movies to know that robot armies are a staple of supervillain armies.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Don't you use drone suits, Dragon?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;...well, yes. But they only have rudimentary intelligence.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It may be a good idea to meet me in person some time, Mister Rogers.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I don't look at all threatening outside my armour. It could be good for you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I can second that. Lizbet's incredibly cute.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;They're more like remote-controlled jets if Defiant or I aren't at the helm. I wouldn't consider them robots. That implies autonomy.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;A cute... robot?&amp;quot; as if his mind is having problems with the concept.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica confirms. &amp;quot;Adorable.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tomoyo Daidouji (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Tomoyo Daidouji says, &amp;quot;Shinki are very very cute! Even when they fight.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Evangeline is cute though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers repeats the word, &amp;quot;Shinki....&amp;quot; and then asks, &amp;quot;Do they change sizes?&amp;quot; as if thinking of something familiar.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;We do not change sizes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet transmits a picture: http://tinyurl.com/pg6y5x9&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;This is me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;Real-size.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;... That image is actually slightly zoomed in so on some screens it may be larger than me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I am approximately fourteen centimeters tall outside of my armour.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Fourte-... Okay.&amp;quot; He pauses again and says, &amp;quot;So, Lizbet... where's a good place to meet? Maybe somewhere I can have breakfast also?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;The... mmh. Njorun Station HQ mess hall?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I hear the food there is surprisingly good.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;The food there is good, yes. And plentiful. They have to feed a very large variety of beings.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I do know they have a remarkable stock of jellycans.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says after another pause, &amp;quot;Alright, I think I figured out how to navigate to Njorum. I'll find a place to park the quinjet and find my way to the mess hall.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Njorun Station is very easy to navigate. I've even done it with my GPS turned off before.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Man, I only go to Njorun for medical treatment nowadays.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;I'm here for medical treatment, medical duty, deployments, training... oh yes, and my home's in Njorun.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;I used to live there before I moved in here.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;I used to live here. I still like to visit.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;It's also the 'closest' place I am familiar with from my new home, so I come here for groceries.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers, with the sound of the quinjet's turbines in the background, says, &amp;quot;My home is off in the Archipelago but I can't always stay there. Is this the place I can get a bunk to sleep in when required that the recruiter mentioned?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:309|Lizbet (309)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Lizbet says, &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;It has a nice garden.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [4-Of] Tony Stark sounds like he just woke up. And possibly had a briefing from Jarvis on the channel goings-on in the hour before he woke. &amp;quot;Wait, are you... there's /another/ alternate universe Rogers kid?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;You can always get a place to stay in... oh, HELLO Tony~&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Morning, dad.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica probably giving off dread vibes with her voice at that last part.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:554|Defiant (554)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] Guild. Defiant | Dragon says, &amp;quot;Ah, Mister Stark, we were just talking about you.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;You can't scare me, Freddie, I know I didn't do anything this time. And that's appropriate, most people should usually be talking about me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers says, &amp;quot;Apparently so, sir.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;If I can't scare you, I clearly haven't been trying.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;At least this one has some manners.&amp;quot; Yawn, &amp;quot;Hi.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:73|Frederica (73)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Frederica says, &amp;quot;... I did warn you about talking about this one, right ... James?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [7] Toph Beifong says, &amp;quot;Seems you were wrong, though.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:648|Tony Stark (648)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [4-Of] Tony Stark says, &amp;quot;I'm confused. Who's wrong about what? God, I need coffee.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:'''{{var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:''' &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;X-Union-Chatter&amp;gt; [A] James Rogers answers Fred with an &amp;quot;I'm not sure what you mean, ma'am&amp;quot; while smiling. He then says, &amp;quot;Going off comms for now, at Njorun and approaching the mess hall.&amp;quot; This is followed by a soft click.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>2374/A Whole New World</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nerdvana: Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/06/03 |Location=Earth-555326 |Synopsis=Earth-555326 appears in the Mutliverse and its natives encounter explorers from 'beyond' (Golden and To...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;br /&gt;
|Date of Scene=2015/06/03&lt;br /&gt;
|Location=Earth-555326&lt;br /&gt;
|Synopsis=Earth-555326 appears in the Mutliverse and its natives encounter explorers from 'beyond' (Golden and Tomoe). They fill James in on the basics of the new world he is in and sets him on the path to eventually joining the Union.&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanks=&lt;br /&gt;
|Cast of Characters=6, 782, 802&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot=&lt;br /&gt;
|Tinyplot2=&lt;br /&gt;
|pretty=yes&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Poses&lt;br /&gt;
|Poses=:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;In some other reality, called Earth-555326 by some, a version of the planet Earth dutifully rotates on its axis and orbits the sun as it has for eons until what ever eldrich forces are behind the Multiverse reach out and pluck it from its place, peels it like a fresh orange and lays out its continents like islands in the oceanic realm known as The Archipelagos.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;On this world alarms sound in the Antarctic Citadel of the Avengers as the entire planet quakes for a moment. While aftershocks are felt the team scrambles to see what is going on and to answer various calls for help. Their mentor and adoptive father rushes to the bases' computer systems to try to locate their android friend and teacher -- The Vision -- who had been in Low Earth Orbit to spy out Ultron's location and confirm he was still drifting listlissly. The rest of the team scatters to check on communities dependent on them -- Hawkeye and Pym taking one quinjet to fly to Austrailia while Azari and Torunn take another to South America. James, seeing that Tony is contacting those communities to far away to fly to immediately in a quinjet, heads out into the jungles of the Savage Land to check on the status of the nearby, friendly village of Zebra People. (OOC: http://marvel.wikia.com/Zebra_People)&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;For the rest of the Multiverse this is almost a non-event. Both of the major factions computers record the occurrance however and there is always the possibility of a response.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Earth-555326 is one of the miraid of Earths on the surface of the Multiverse. This one is a collection of island-continents with Antarctica in the center in deeper parts of the archipelago sea. Africa and Austraila are 'Multiverse North' of Antarctica, with Eurasia north of them of course, while South America, and North America beyond that, lie in the other direction. Large swaths of Asia, Europe and North America are dominated by glistening metal cities visible like scars even at high altitudes and mirrored to a smaller extent on South America and Africa. At night these metalic sprawls are the only source of light that can be seen from high altitude. In addition to the metal cities, scanners can detect signs of ultra technology coming from Antarctica, specifically near Alexander Island.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Through the warpgate hops a small round figure, golden in color and obviously cybernetic or artificial. He's not sure how new this place is, since jungles tend to all look alike until the wildlife shows itself. Or ruins of ancient civilizations. Or evil white apes. Definitely don't want to deal with the apes again.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden glances about for any landmarks he can use to get back to the warp gate later, to this end climbing a tree to see what's around.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe had not been out as much as she'd like but here she was checking out a new location and she's flying and enjoying it she just neded to get well a bit of time out and hs taken to the skies on her red translucent wings almost looking like some sort of warrior angel.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;The skies above the Savage Land are not empty. Birds and pterodactyls are often seen as are the occasional winged humanoids -- of which there are three varieties, but they rarely approach the area of the citadel. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;On the ground, the ground growth around the tree Golden is climbing rustles and a small flock of compsognathus burst out of the brush running across a game trail only to be set upon by a lion-sized dire wolf who, after catching one of the reptiles in its powerful jaws, dives back into the undergrowth it lept out of retreating a distance to noisly consume its meal.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;As the flock flees following the ambush and loss of a member, James can be seen cautiously jogging along the trail decked out in his uniform and brandishing his faintly glowing shield on his left arm.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden guesses that the citadel is probably the place to be, and heads that way, hopping from tree-top to tree-top to avoid large predators like the giant dire wolf. That could cause him some trouble. Sure, he could probably handle things, but eh, why hassle if he can avoid it? He parallels the trail the dire wolf followed.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Oh, there's a person? Huh. He hops to a convenient branch and shouts down to below. &amp;quot;Hey, where is this place?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe had not expected to encounter dinosaurs to be sure but well there is one. She is curious about the citadel and makes fo it she keeps a slow speed not wanting to be seen as hostile. She does however joy ride however she does spot someone below and banks unaware she's making way towards James and Golden. So she would be easy enough to spot coming in from above.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James comes to a quick stop when he hears the voice from the trees above him and looks about. Upon seeing Golden he immediately shifts into a defensive position as he examines the little guy better. &amp;quot;This is the Savage Land,&amp;quot; he says, and then asks, &amp;quot;You're not from around here, who are you?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden hrms. &amp;quot;Yeah, I'm not. And you're probably new to the Multiverse, or you'd expect weirder things than giant wolves, dinosaurs, and flying armored women.&amp;quot; He points to the incoming Tomoe. &amp;quot;Might wanna secure your warp gate before the really awful stuff leaks through. I'm just a wandering monster. Er... not the kind that eats people, but you catch my meaning right?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe also looks like some kind of elf from the ears and the armor? Is she some ort of Paladin? She now comes in for a landing and doesn't go for the sword that's across her backs. She's also tall over six feet and that's not counting the heels from her boots eithere. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Good to explain it some people might not catch it.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She almost might not have caught it given how she is. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;So you say this is the savage lands?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James actually had /not/ noticed Tomoe's approach until Golden points her out. He does not seem surprised about a flying woman. &amp;quot;Yeah, Savage Lands,&amp;quot; he says annunciating the capital letters audibly. But he is also smiling at her first comment and nods then says, &amp;quot;It is an important distinction.&amp;quot; He takes a moment to observe the explination and then says, &amp;quot;So that earthquake was bigger than we thought...?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden hops down from the tree near James. &amp;quot;Dunno about an earthquake, but you're probably somewhere in the Multiverse now. Big place, lots of other worlds that got smooshed together. Unless it's mine, which was dead and dying right before the warp gates opened...&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The little digimon shrugs. &amp;quot;They call me Golden.&amp;quot; He says by way of introduction.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe Says &amp;quot;I get it these are The Savage Lands not just savage lands. Odd name for a region but I saw Dinosaurs, so I can't exactly discount that. Yes welcme to the multiverse as odd as this is going to sound. I am Tomoe the Iron Lily.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James nods at the explination and then repeats the names before saying, &amp;quot;I'm James Rogers, an Avenger.&amp;quot; He relaxes his defensive stance and slings his shield over his shoulder. &amp;quot;Multiverse. Warp gates. Right....&amp;quot; he says with a final glance at Golden. &amp;quot;Its called that because very little of the world was as wild and untamed as this when it was discovered.... and yes, that does sound weird, but I grew up on stories of the wierd,&amp;quot; he says addressing Tomoe.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A distant roar is heard and James looks in that direction briefly. &amp;quot;We should get out of the jungle. Care to come to the Citadel?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden nods. &amp;quot;Sounds like a plan, boss. Lead the way.&amp;quot; And Golden follows James, not wanting to be eaten.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe is a bit of an odd thing should anyone have the ability to smell, Tomoe has no sent of her own at all. She listens as the young man brings up stories about strangeness. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I was planning to head there until I spotted you. So please lead on.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James guides Golden and Tomoe along the path and into the cleared area around the citadel and then up to an entrance. As they approach an man's voice is heard from the walls of the building: &amp;quot;James, JOCASTA is detecting that the two individuals with you are armed.&amp;quot; There's a pause and the voice adds, &amp;quot;Also one of them is... The sensors seem to be glitching when scanning the smaller of them.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, Tony, there's a Rex stalking near by though so I can't just leave them outside while you tinker with JOCASTA,&amp;quot; he says towards the building and then says, &amp;quot;Lets get inside. The building's armed though so don't attack me or it, alright?&amp;quot; He seems to feel ok with this and stands by the doorway to let his guests enter first.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The high-tech scanner causes his visual form to glitch briefly, pixelating him and giving JOCASTA those weird readings. Parts of him get overlaid with panels of something else. JOCASTA might read the little digimon as being data given a physical form, which may not make sense.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden looks around, shuddering. &amp;quot;Man, I hate it when that happens. Feels really weird. Like somebody's trying to take me apart.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;To James he nods. &amp;quot;Not a problem. Kind of rude to attack your host, so... unless you plan to dissect me or something, we're good. Unless you guys want some rex steaks or something. I could fix that with some energy bombs to the Rex's head.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe follows after James keeping herself quite but alert for a moment. She totally is armed but well if she's asked to disarm this might be a bit troublesome to do. She listens and nods. &amp;quot;I wasn't coming to pick a fight.&amp;quot; She also ahs a way out if things go bad. She looks to golden for a moment. Tilting her head a little bit bit not saying anything.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;As the trio enter the building James closes the entrance behind them. Tony Stark's voice comes into the room, its the same person who spoke before, but this time it is accompanied by a holographic projection -- this Tony is older than the one in the Union, white hair worn long to the right and a white mustache and goatee; but despite the added age anyone who has met Iron Man out of his armor will recognize that this is the same man. &amp;quot;James, JOCASTA figured it out. They are both some sort of physical data constructs. Just in case we're keeping them under watch.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;James looks at the two again as if examining them anew. &amp;quot;Understood, Tony,&amp;quot; he says to the hologram which then disipates. Then two the two of them he says, &amp;quot;Are you computer projections or real people behind projections or... what are you?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden blinks. &amp;quot;I'm a digital monster, and as far as I know I'm real like you. Just like, permanently crippled because of the apocalyptic war my Digital World had. The bigwigs in charge released a.. hrm. Plague? It ate like ninety-nine percent of the digimon and the computer in charge sent in its elites and hordes to finish the job. Real ugly time, lemme tell you. You survived by being picked by the computer to live, getting your hands on the anti-virus, or being a tough bastard like me.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;He looks at his damaged form. &amp;quot;Even then, you don't get out without some scars... or even looking like you used to.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe smirks a little bit at James as he seems to have figured it out. She tilts her head a little bit. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Yes this is a projection caused by a region of the multiverse known as the datacore. Where the material and data bleed together. So yes this is just my avatar, I'm not actually here save mentally.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Some people might be offended -- hopefully digimon aren't that sensitive -- some people might think it is cute... James unconsciously scoots ever so slightly closer to Tomoe as he says to her, &amp;quot;So you're a person though, somewhere.&amp;quot; He then says, as an attempt to explain his wariness, &amp;quot;My parents were killed by a rogue robot that went on to subjugate most of the world.&amp;quot; He takes a deep breath and then asks, &amp;quot;So, you are from a computer but you're... like a digital life form then, Golden?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe says &amp;quot;Yes, I'm real. The subject of what is people in the multiverse is a very vast subject as after all organic life let alone humans are not the only deal in town. I heard race that's silicon based. I'm also sorry for your loss...I had my own issues with an AI. Humm so you don't have a map of the local region, right?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden shrugs. &amp;quot;Probably? Look kid, I didn't study the great mystery of how the Digital World came to be, I just beat the crap out of troublemakers who picked on the defenseless.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden looks around. &amp;quot;You should probably tell your buddies to secure the warp gate as soon as possible. There's a whole lot of grumpy people who'd love nothing more than to grind you all under their jack boots. You know, instead of worrying about your native robot uprising, worry about the foreign ones that can come through a choke point.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well, my buddies are off checking on things in other parts of the world, its just me and Tony right now.&amp;quot; James says to Golden and then, answering Tomoe's question he says, &amp;quot;We actually have a pretty detailed map of the Savage Lands... but that's not what you mean, is it?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden looks around. &amp;quot;Yeah, I got no clue how the unification thing actually works.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;He glances back at the way they came. &amp;quot;Though I guess warp gates turn up on their own when places get unified.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe says &amp;quot;I mean the multiverse itself the local sector of it. Yes warp gates form as a legacy of the beings who made the multiverse or so I know. It was before my time. What I was speaking of was a local map of the multiverse. I won't lit there is conflict in it, a whole lot of it. Also there are those who might try to recuit that AI you mentioned into their ranks.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James just looks back and forth between the two of them and then says, &amp;quot;Tell me more about this conflict. What are the sides and what are the stakes, expecially.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Golden uhs... &amp;quot;I'm not affiliated with either one. Did my war stint before, saw a lot of people die. But basically.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;There's the Confederacy, which has a lot of ruthless types running it. Then there's the Union, which has a lot of heroic types running it. I mean, people being how they are, you get good and bad eggs in either side. But the Union attracts more heroic types, and the Confedercy attracts more villanous types. I don't even know what the Syndicate's deal is. Information I guess?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:6|Tomoe (6)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Tomoe Says &amp;quot;It's an honesly long and old polical mess that predates my own world's unification to be honest James. The best way to think of it there's two major parties in this sector of the multivese with another notable third. The Third party is easy enough it's called the Syndicate it's basically a information guild and communication network for mercs and adventuring sorts. The other two are more complicated there's the Union and the Confederacy, no nothing to do with the American Civil War if you heard of that.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; She look for a spot ti lean against the wall. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;I'm going to suggest you get access to a public information network to also look up the information yourself. It be poor form to try to direct you to one group or another. On that note I'm an ally of the Union. Golden has don a veyr basic summary. There's a few in the Feds I owe my life to so it's complex in that respect. The Confeds don't care about what their members tend to do on their homeworlds, baring a few things. The Union has certain standards it generally holds it's direct personel to. They are also not as expansionistic as the Confederates.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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:'''{{#var:802|James Rogers (802)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;James nods but before he can speak again Tony's voice and holographic projection cuts in again.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Tony says, &amp;quot;James, you should go find out more about the world we are in now. I've recalled the rest of the Avengers and sent apologies to our allies for having to tighten down the hatches for the moment.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;James nods and says, &amp;quot;I'd suggest you let them know to keep an eye out for these warp gates also,&amp;quot; to Tony. He then asks Golden and Tomoe, &amp;quot;Can these warp gates pass vehicles and, if so, would either of you care for a ride past a roving carnasaur?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>Nerdvana</name></author>	</entry>

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