Franklin "Foggy" Nelson (
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holy guacamole it's foggy nelson!
"Excuse me." Bumped past someone. What? He's preoccupied with trying to find out where he is exactly. The seats at the forum seem like a good place to crash. This is what he gets for venturing out to a fancy schmancy coffee shop that Marci picked out. The door should have lead to the bathroom.
Should have.
"You ever feel like you're just really, really lost?"
Should have.
"You ever feel like you're just really, really lost?"
lol what is format. sorry!
Sorry to burst that bubble there, Samus.
"Okay. That's... comforting. I mean, is there proof that it's true? Like is that in writing or just a thing like blue sky and green grass?"
It's okay. I got your meaning, which was the important part.
*She isn't thrilled that Foggy phrases them as "human" rights, but he's from a young Earth, that as far as she knows hasn't had any significant social contact with non-humans, and so hasn't had to broaden the concept of personhood yet.*
It's been empirically tested. Here.
*Reaching up to brush back her hair with one hand, she somehow retrieves a palm-sized cylinder topped with a golf-ball-sized, silver-studded orb. With a flick of her wrist and a quiet click, the cylinder extends into a baton. She strikes quickly and with full force at his knee, solar plexus, and temple, each contact accompanied by a crackle of electricity and a smell of ozone--this baton tazes when it strikes. She is confident, though, that mind-mannered Foggy won't have tried to assault someone here, and will be perfectly safe.*
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His world is just on the cusp of being rocked by multiple non-human lives in a non-invasive way. I mean, the first time it was by force when some Loki--isn't it always SOME Loki?--decided to try and take over the world. Rights are rights. And a standard of good will and civility is all that's required to allow a being to get by peacefully...that's the idea if Foggy thought so far.
"Here--? Wait!" He's not terrifically athletic and so his reflexes are not tested by more than the light turning red mid-intersection. He flails and flinches but...feels nothing. Foggy's satchel is used as a makeshift shield belatedly as he stands there. Stunned by the demonstration.
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*She looks him over, then gives a somewhat apologetic half-shrug as she collapses the baton again and tucks it back wherever she'd been keeping it.*
Sorry for the scare, but people tend to process the idea faster when they've seen it firsthand.
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"Really uh puts things into perspective. There's no way anything like that could happen. back where I'm from. The system would probably glitch from going into overdrive. I'm from New York."
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*He's caught her curiosity.*
I've been to a few New Yorks. Hunted vampires in one--fun night. What's yours like?
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He raises an eyebrow because she's so... space age looking.
"Vampires? Uh. No. No vampires in mine. I'd say it's normal but we have um Avengers. No ninja turtles. Maybe ninjas though?"
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*She is absolutely space age looking, because she is from space in a space age. Foggy's perceptions serve him well.*
I've known people from some Facets with Avengers. You have my sympathy.
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"Are they bad Avengers? I mean, they helped a lot. Smashed stuff too.... It's all a matter of perspective."
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They're not bad, per se, but it's my understanding that superheroics come with a great deal of collateral property damage.
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"And then some! My city might not have vampires but anybody, anybody that works in real-estate or property management is making a killing off of The Incident. That's uh what they're calling the New York getting smashed up between the Avengers and some aliens."
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What kind of aliens, do you know?
*Or you might lump all aliens into the same category and totally blow it with her. That seems possible, too.*
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"Uh. Chipotle? No Chitauri? Centauri? I don't know. The second one sounds most accurate. I mean, they weren't big headed with long limbs and big eyes or look like Robin Williams."
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*She considers the possibilities for a moment before posing a follow-up question.*
Given your limited exposure, what's your take on sapient nonhumans?
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Just another clobbered New York City. Foggy purses his lips at the thought but is on to her next question.
"Um. I haven't met one but I think it's about content of character."
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*Samus has left her share of shambles, and then some. His answer about content of character gets an approving nod.*
Good. That's a perspective that will take you far in the galaxy. Or the multiverse.
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They gotta keep calm and carry on as they say. Foggy clears his throat and shrugs.
"Galaxy travel and multi-dimensions, it's the stuff kids only dream of. I'll be sure to keep that in mind. You're pretty seasoned in all this what with...how many realities you've been do? Do you even bother keeping track?"
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*"Keep calm and carry on" covereth a multitude of sins. Then again, so does close air support.*
I don't count them, no. I've been in and out of the Nexus for, subjectively, more than ten Earth years, and in that time I've visited any number of places and times.
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*She thinks about the question.*
Mm. Difficult to say. Some of the places I enjoy most are peaceful, serene... others are decidedly not. I think the most common thread is that they're places where I can relax.
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"Who doesn't like relaxing? No one I want to know! I hope that's what brought you here. I mean with the know violence thing."
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I prefer Samus if we're being casual, Hunter Aran if you're addressing me in a professional capacity.
She has very definite preferences, but he's asking nicely so she won't be bothered by explaining them.
The first time I arrived here, it was because of an engineered accident with a teleporter. Someone tried to kill me, and it didn't take. Lucky for me, less so for them.
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"Woah. Did they like--" his hands rush together then come apart complete with an explosion noise.. Still trying to grasp the mechanics. Plus exploding people! Can there be that?
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