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[geomagnetically]

[The woman on this video transmission has green hair everywhere -- on the top of her head, her eyebrows, her eyelashes -- and green eyes to match. She's wearing all green, too; in addition, her lips are green -- but that's just because she has green lipstick on, not because her lips are naturally green.

She's levitating her device by way of creative use of her mutant powers, so at least people aren't getting an extreme close up of her face.]

Sooo, I guess I'm doing the multiverse and-slash-or space thing again. Cool. I mean, new places and worlds are kind of par for the course for me at this point, so I'm more fascinated than disturbed -- at least for the moment. I'll see how this shakes out.

[A beat. She is super chill right now.]

Anyway -- name's Lorna Dane, AKA Polaris, also on and off member of teams of the likes of X-Men and X-Factor.

[She says all of that in hopes that someone here will know at least one of those names. If not, oh...well?]

I've been poking around and seeing what I can, but if anyone wants to tell the newbie here the less obvious do-'s and dont'-s' of this place, I would be much obliged before I make a dumbass out of myself.

[Or, you know, people can start taking bets on how long it is before she gets in trouble, some way, some how.]

Comments

[geomagnetically]

Just live there? No teaching, team stuff, whatever?

[oh wow he sounds like the same team player as ever. this is her impressed face (see icon).]

[frankensteinian]

No one teaches. There's not really anyone to teach. [Which had in fact been pointed out by Peter, in one of their rare conversations.] Charles is gone now, so there's not really anyone to organize it anyway.

[She's not wrong. It's just not all Erik being Erik.]

[geomagnetically]

So no one else but Charles is allowed to organize? [look at this sarcasm, delivered with a small laugh. Sure, he's a big part of that school's legacy and all, but he wouldn't want it to just die out.]

[frankensteinian]

It's more a matter of whether anyone else wants to.

[He's heard about the note by now, the one asking him and Logan to try and keep everything going. Which requires the two of them to work a few things out first.]

There also aren't that many who need teaching.

[geomagnetically]

Fair enough, I guess.

[and then, because it's probably not unavoidable forever: ]

You're also a lot younger here than I remember from where I'm from.

[frankensteinian]

[So she does know who he is.]

Time works differently here, from what I gather. Not everyone comes from the same time.

[geomagnetically]

[mmmhm yup!]

I gathered that. I just thought it was best say I know the name, sooner rather than later. For, uh, I guess we can call it for the sake of disclosing it.

[frankensteinian]

A lot of people know the name. In most cases, it's for different reasons.

We should maybe continue this conversation in person.

[geomagnetically]

Maybe so -- where to? If you meant now.

[frankensteinian]

It's probably easier for me to find you.

[geomagnetically]

I mean, how else am I going to learn my way around? [in a slightly amused tone.]

[frankensteinian]

You could just come to the mansion. Since you'll probably end up here anyway.

[geomagnetically]

Sure. I'll be there a-s-a-p.

[And she is. About an hour later she's there, where she goes looking for him.]

[frankensteinian]

[He's, surprisingly, not that hard to find. He's expecting her, so he's waiting in the day room. A little uncertainly, because what do you say in a situation like this?]

[geomagnetically]

[She's just going to flop down on a chair or couch -- whatever's closest when she gets there.]

Hey.

[That's a good as place as any to start, right?]

I didn't get lost, go me.

[Small joke.]

[frankensteinian]

Hello.

[It works for him.]

That's important, given how confusing this place can be.

[geomagnetically]

[A smirk at the corner of her lip for a moment.]

So, we were somewhere around 'I know at least some version of you'?

[Might as well get right to it.]

[frankensteinian]

Yes, we were. I don't know exactly how it all works, but there are several of us here from different times.

[geomagnetically]

Some multiverse something or other that I won't bother losing sleep over yet, I don't think. Do you know some version of me too or is this just super awkward on my end?

[frankensteinian]

I know who you are. [Because she mentioned her name.] That is the extent of my knowledge at the moment.

[geomagnetically]

[That she did.] You mean just as in my name? [lalala as she continues dancing around the issue but also kind of closing in on it.]

[frankensteinian]

Who you are. [She's going to make him say it, isn't she.]

[geomagnetically]

[Probably. Well. Not unless she says it first.]

So, assuming you're from a different universe altogether, we are still related there?

[Aaaand there she goes.]

[frankensteinian]

Yes. We are.

[Erik Lehnsherr has secrets he's never told anyone. News at ten.]

[geomagnetically]

I guess some things never change. [Or lots of things, as it were.

She lets out a small breath, feeling like she's been doing more of the talking, so she'll take a second and see if he wants to chime in with more.]