We Are Our Avatars IX: Act V: The Sabotage of the Scandolous Saurian Scoundrels (Open)
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"Heh heh... right so you are." Sophia said as she realized Joanna was pretty exposed after all. "Don't mention it though, I'm glad to have helped. You needed help, and I was able to do it, it's no big deal really." Sophia mused with a warm smile, but seemed a bit awkward standing near Joanna in a towel. "If you go inside, I'm sure the Masons are already cooking up something for you to eat, or at least I'd assume so. They're really good cooks, although maybe ask them for some clothing too. That would be good." Sophia suggested, the white chocolate from her hand slowly starting to diminish.
I was standing and smoking. I usually did. heard a man say his name was Steve Rogers. Honestly I should have expected some thing like this by now. There were no rules in this world. I walked towards this captain and said
"Hey, I know you! Aren't you Captain America? Used too have sidekick named Bucky, fought all the nazis"
"Hey, I know you! Aren't you Captain America? Used too have sidekick named Bucky, fought all the nazis"
"I do have some clothes, though I must dry them out first. Some food would be excellent though." Joanna smiled. She suspected that her ribs might be visible enough to count them under the towel, though she made no mention of this. Her smile faded, and she glanced around nervously.
"Is it possible to build a fire in there? Or are there materials to make one out here?"
"Space pirates?" Steve repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Sounds like something out of a boy's comic. It's not the weirdest thing I've heard of exactly, but..." He shook his head slowly. Just this morning, he'd been expecting a quiet drive along the coast, gathering some information, but nothing of of what was relatively ordinary for him. He wasn't prepared for this. "So... do you come from earth, some time in the future? Or Mars, or some such planet? Do these planets even exist where you come from?" At the sudden outburst of recognition by yet another stranger, he turned abruptly to face the man.
"What? Er... yes, that's right. Who are you?" His voice sharpened slightly. "What do you know about Bucky?"
"Is it possible to build a fire in there? Or are there materials to make one out here?"
"Space pirates?" Steve repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Sounds like something out of a boy's comic. It's not the weirdest thing I've heard of exactly, but..." He shook his head slowly. Just this morning, he'd been expecting a quiet drive along the coast, gathering some information, but nothing of of what was relatively ordinary for him. He wasn't prepared for this. "So... do you come from earth, some time in the future? Or Mars, or some such planet? Do these planets even exist where you come from?" At the sudden outburst of recognition by yet another stranger, he turned abruptly to face the man.
"What? Er... yes, that's right. Who are you?" His voice sharpened slightly. "What do you know about Bucky?"
"I would really recommend not building a fire in the ship. That would be really bad!" Sophia exclaimed, waving her arms frantically. "Out here, I guess you could make one? A small one at least? I don't really know what the locals would think. But why would you want to make one in the first place?!" Sophia asked, trying to understand why Joanna would ask such a odd question.
I inhaled a puff of smoke and remembered the days of my childhood. Remembered my grand dad showing me the old comics from his day. I remembered Bucky well. Always going around helping cap despite the fact he didn't have super powers. Made me think I could be like him.
"Name's Micheal Stone, Private Eye. Bucky? Well he was a kid. Dorky hair cut, stupid looking one piece thing, shot guns often. Favorite part of the comics when I was younger."
"Name's Micheal Stone, Private Eye. Bucky? Well he was a kid. Dorky hair cut, stupid looking one piece thing, shot guns often. Favorite part of the comics when I was younger."
Joanna looked embarrassed and rubbed her upper arm with her opposite hand self consciously.
"I would feel safer if there were one close by." She admitted. Still, her gaze flickered away from Sophia every now and then to scan their surroundings for signs of danger. She also shuffled her feet, and occasionally glanced towards her wet clothing where her impressive collection of knives and swords lay.
"He was my age. And he was in the army, of course he handled guns often. Do you know any recent information about him?" Steve pressed Stone. In his sudden fervour to quizz the detective for information, he forgot to reply to Samus.
OOC: Going to have to come off soon, it's really late.
"I would feel safer if there were one close by." She admitted. Still, her gaze flickered away from Sophia every now and then to scan their surroundings for signs of danger. She also shuffled her feet, and occasionally glanced towards her wet clothing where her impressive collection of knives and swords lay.
"He was my age. And he was in the army, of course he handled guns often. Do you know any recent information about him?" Steve pressed Stone. In his sudden fervour to quizz the detective for information, he forgot to reply to Samus.
OOC: Going to have to come off soon, it's really late.
Seeing Steve had his attention elsewhere, and not really wanting to delve into her past, Samus backed off a little to allow him and Mr Stone to talk.
OoC: Off for the night.
OoC: Off for the night.
I had to wonder how if he knew that people thought he was just a story book character by now. Probably would be quite a shock if he ever came to my world.
"Nah. He was the kid sidekick in the comics... Was like a camp mascot or something? It never really made much sense. Don't really know about him anymore. Haven't read a comic since I was ten."
"Nah. He was the kid sidekick in the comics... Was like a camp mascot or something? It never really made much sense. Don't really know about him anymore. Haven't read a comic since I was ten."
"Alright, how about this. You go and get some food to eat from the Masons, and I'll see if it would be alright if we made a small campfire for you outside? I can't make any promises, but I can at the very least see if I can do it. How does that sound?" Sophia tried to reason with Joanna, blatantly aware how much that fire seemed to mean to her. "Don't worry, it's safe here. These people you've seen here, they're really strong, they won't let you get hurt. Trust me, if they can do it for me, they can do it for you too." Sophia added, trying to reassure her once she saw her looking at her weapons.
I breathed in the sweet stench of my cigarette and gave a smirk. I wanted too see his reaction. It's something I shouldn't delight in but this was the one chance in my life that I could say this. I took one last puff of bittersweet air and put my cigarette out on the wall.
"You're just a comic book character in my world. Made by some guy to promote pro-war messages. You're one of the greats if that makes you feel any better...I think you died a couple times though."
"You're just a comic book character in my world. Made by some guy to promote pro-war messages. You're one of the greats if that makes you feel any better...I think you died a couple times though."