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[mstitel]

WHO: James Rogers & You!
WHERE: Gemini
WHEN: February 5th
WHAT: James has a proposition and a question for the network!
WARNINGS: Talk of death and grieving practices and.... I mean, it's James. There's no way the robot apocalypse won't come up.

[The camera clicks on to a view of a chair in front of a desk in a slightly cluttered room in Meropide. It's clear some effort went into tidying it up, but there's still a few shirts and socks strewn over the place and the wall is a mess of overlapping posters of various scenic views and national parks. James is partially in frame, adjusting the camera angle before stepping back, seemingly satisfied, and going to take a seat.

He's in his Captain America outfit, a blue-black top with a red star stitched into it, his hair combed back nice and neat-- he's in work mode, not chaotic little cat gremlin mode.]

So... hi. For those of you who don't know, I'm James Rogers. I came here from a different world last September, so I guess I'm what people would call an... isekai? [It's so obvious he's never said that word out loud in his life.] Anyway, that's not-- ... what I'm trying to say today.

[He makes a face, takes a deep breath, squares himself up a little more in his chair, and...]

My home world is one of many that we know of. We've been dealing with alternate realities for a long, long time. With worlds that become entirely new realities based on a single decision or a won or lost battle-- the place I was before Kaisou, I was living and dealing with three completely different versions of the guy who raised me. So situations like this aren't that uncommon for me.

And at home-- we have a team. A group of people with extraordinary abilities who came together to help fight unthinkable forces and just to help the people of the cities they lived in. In my world, I'm the leader of that team, and in the place I was before this, I helped put together another branch of it. I'd really like to do that here, too, but...

[EXHALE] I guess I just really don't want to step on any toes, and you guys have been really organized here. It's nice to see.

Because of that, I just want to know if there are any other people around my age with abilities or powers either from their worlds, or from Kaisou, who want to get together to train and maybe form a response squad in times of danger. My... father believed that the most dangerous thing people with abilities can do is not know how to use them, and I know I've gotten some weird abilities since living here that I definitely didn't have in my world.

So, if anyone wants to join the Avengers-- or at least the Kaisou branch of them, let me know! I'm sure with all the spirit realms and places constantly showing up around the city, we can find a place or two to get together and figure things out.

[This is, by far, the most anyone has ever heard James speak at once. Seems the boy can channel his father when he needs to! But as he leans forward to turn the camera off, he pauses, and sheepishly adds a little aside--]

Oh, and... for anyone who isn't interested, maybe I can just ask you a question. What... do people typically do to honor those who have died, here?

Comments

[prunedworlds]

Being fully teleported or transported really was disorienting, especially at first, Ritsuka was all too familiar with that. So even if she noticed, she didn't say anything. Besides, there were more important and immediate matters at hand.

"Not by myself. Most of the time when I'm here I avoid the monsters. But I've been up against plenty of giants before in my world."

She said it all entirely matter-of-factly, like that wasn't particularly impressive. Because, well, for her, something like this really was pretty run of the mill. And while she'd figured this would be a bit of a challenge for James, Ritsuka was pretty confident that the two of them could handle it.

'It', of course, being a huge, round, red giant of a monster snoozing away in a small clearing. The ground around it littered with refuse, from fruit peels to animal bones.

"These are called hinox. They apparently mostly stay in the woods, but they'll attack people who come near them."

Which posed quite the problem when the locals needed to hunt or gather firewood.

[mstitel]

He's... going to circle back around to that dismissive mention of being used to fighting giants. Since, well, that's not something that's typical even in the world James is from, and there are a lot of wild things back in his world.

But as he finally manages to see the clearing beyond the treeline, James can't help the face he's making once he gets his first good look at the hinox Ritsuka has led them to-- and boy is the smell not making things any easier.

"Eugh-- why do monsters always smell horrible?" he's tempted to redirect the wind around him just to try and clear the air a little bit, but... well. If this is their target, it's time to go into business mode, isn't it?

So, he lets out a breath, rolling his shoulders and letting his eyes drift over the surroundings, taking in the mess of bones and food scraps, the nearest trees, anything that could be used as cover or a way to get up higher, should he need the leverage.

"So... territorial trash monster. Got it," he turns towards Ritsuka and grins, his right hand moving to his left, hitting a button on his gauntlet that expands the hard-light shield attached to it. "Ready?"

[prunedworlds]

Trash monster, monster that simply left the remains of its meals lying everywhere... Same thing, right? Just so long as one didn't think too hard about how that related to anyone who stumbled unprepared into its domain.

"Of course." She'd been ready since she brought them here, though naturally Ritsuka had the advantage of knowing what they'd be up against. "Try sneaking up on it to get the first strike, but be careful."

She, of course, would hang back and give directions and support as needed.