EVENT ONE: JUNE 21ST-28TH

[luminals]

TAKE BACK KNOWHERE
When: June 21-28
Who: Everyone.
Where: All over Knowhere, ending in the Continuum Cortex and Observation Deck.

Event details are here, IC announcement is here.

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Comments

[littlecousin]

[She heard you the first time, Newt. She was just busy making sure the thing that's moving over there isn't moving towards them.]

Hey, yourself--

[Nita turns to look at him and blinks. Dude, you look like something the kraken dragged in.]

--You okay?

[The person asking is a beautiful blond woman in a bathing suit. She has Mr. Spock ears, which is clearly only fitting for being in space. She also has little white Mercury wings on her ankles, which is less thematically appropriate.]

[herpetology]

[ All of that stuff is noticed right away. Are elves real? Vulcans? Brain, please, stop. There's a lot more important stuff to worry about right about now. ]

What?

[ You still look like crap, Newt. But that is also not very important right now. ]

Oh, yeah, fine. You got a spare weapon? I've avoided death once already today, wouldn't mind continuing.

[ Look, Spock, you kind of got an explanation anyway! Not fine, though. Very much not fine. Fineness has to wait for another shower and smoke to evaporate. ]

[littlecousin]

[True story, X-Men has crossed over with Star Trek.

Also elves are real.]

I don't really use weapons much.

[Nita wrinkles her nose. Not many weapons hit harder than her fists.]

Man, now that you mention it, I wish I'd grabbed one of the laser pistols off those gorillas earlier.

[She's taking a stab in the dark that Newt's a gun guy. He doesn't look like he should be charging in with a sword and shield, but, well, appearances can be deceptive.]

[herpetology]

Uh yeah me neither.

[ Not unless you count the Milking Machine or a scalpel as a weapon. Newt tries to take a look from his awful hiding spot and catch a better glimpse of these guys.

How are you supposed to take down something you can see through? Anyone got any fire? ]

Someone's got a laser pistol?

[ Oh my god he should be in heaven right about now. He cannot wait for this threat to be over so he can run around this space station like a kid in a freakin' candy store. But, yeah, a burst of energy happens remotely near them and he ducks on reflex. Part of his mind is still thinking Kaiju Kaiju Kaiju I don't want to be eaten. ]

WHAT DO THESE GUYS EVEN WANT?

[ He's not yelling so much as sounding very screechy. Sorry, lady. It's just sort of his default voice. ]

[littlecousin]

Well, yeah. Pretty much no one out here uses bullets. They're kinda primitive.

[Also there's no blood when people get zapped with lasers, and that makes it easier to slip the comics past the censors.

Nita looks over at where the energy blast hit nowhere near Newt's head, then back at him.]

Uh, I'm no expert, but they probably want to take the Continuum Cortex. It might or might not be related to the Infinity Gems.

[It's okay, Newt, that would be gobbledygook even to most people from this universe.]

[herpetology]

[ Man he wishes he had the time to freak out over this. He ducks reflexively from the blast, still trying to keep alive. Maybe if he keeps his eyes down to the ground every so often he can find a stray something.

Except what she says completely throws him for a loop. Extremely confused expression coming your way, Nita. ]

What?

[ Gems? He got the gist of that on his way in, sort of. Pardon him for not getting the rest of it to entirely sink in.

There's another blast close to them and man is the heat strong. ]

Wh-what are we gonna do?

[ It already looks like attacking isn't working. ]

[littlecousin]

It's complicated.

[Comic books are stupid.

Nita sighs.]

Look, we should probably get you back behind the lines a bit and let you catch your breath. You don't really strike me as the foot soldier type...plus I can explain some stuff.

[That is her nice way of saying "you are freaking out, dude." She, by contrast, isn't flinching unless a beam lands very close, and even then she looks more offended than frightened. Jeez, she is trying to have a conversation, here, do you mind?]

[herpetology]

[ Complicated he can do, really. You don't even want to know how annoying it is dancing through red tape at universities. Or immigration at any country's borders.

He nods a few dozen times more than he should, eyes still on the monsters. ]

Okay... Okay.

[ He does need to take a breath. It's mostly been running. Definitely not a lot of fighting. Nita, you're gonna have to guide him on this one. He's still a little bit shaken on the whole experience. It's not for a lack of bravery, though. Just sort of... Processing. A whole mess of processing that needs to happen. Even the guys who seem like they do know how to fight are getting thrown on their asses. ]

[littlecousin]

[When Newt agrees to her plan and then fails to do anything whatsoever, Nita darts from her sheltered spot to his in one superhumanly fast motion and crouches beside him.]

C'mon. Do you want me to carry you?

[Nita's got an athletic build with the lean yet distinct muscles of a swimmer, but nothing about her looks like she should be able to carry a grown man easily enough that it would beat him using his own two feet.]