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Characters: Diana of Themyscira & anyone!
Date: 8/7
Location: Earth Sector, Turtle's head
Situation: After settling down for a bit, Diana needs to get some fresh air and decides to explore her surroundings
Warnings/Rating: None/Will add if necessary

Honestly, she could've reacted better to the situation. That was the first thing that occurred to her when she had finally settled down in her provided suite. She had been taught as a child to expect the worst, that things will not always go as you expect, but to be told that you were to be stuck in an unknown dimension until you wake? That wasn't very promising. If it was so easy to slip in here just by sleeping at night, it was going to be a problem when she gets back.

When, because she thinks it's possible, but right now she's not sure how. It was a wonder the locals were initially angry with her too for lashing out. She could've, should've, handled that more diplomatically. She would in most situations, and had she been in a dangerous fight maybe she would've accepted it with more grace, but her temper got the best of her and it was only when the explanations started that she settled. Uneasy, but on the bright side she had not attacked anyone. She was still in control of that.

Still, that didn't make her feel better about being here. Even if they assured her time does not pass the same way here as they did back home, she still worried about Steve, about her mother. They would definitely worry, and she didn't even get the chance to assure them she will be fine.

It takes her a few hours before she convinces herself to walk. A few hours of meditating, remembering the teachings of her mother on how to reign in her temper, before she manages to calm herself down. Enough, at least, to investigate the land to which she was brought into. She had noticed the computer on the side, found no reason to use it for now, and settled on moving about and trying to find clothes, at least. All she had was her armour, which she was proud of, but she remembers the need to not draw attention to herself here. Steve taught her the importance of anonymity and blending in to a culture she had not been used to, and while she wasn't 100% okay with it, she understood the importance enough to let it be. Besides, it kept people from flocking her, and that was good enough for now.

So she moves about the Earth sector, at awe at the sight but also a bit too melancholic to full appreciate it. Occasionally, she can be found checking local wares halfheartedly, sometimes she's talking to the local children to ask for directions. One time she can be found sitting in a tree just watching people. This happens for the whole afternoon, as she doesn't venture to the other cities first until she's satisfied her curiosity here.

At the end of her exploration, she can be found sitting over at the head, overlooking the sea. She's less melancholic at this point, but still wistful. It would be nearing night when that happens, but she wouldn't mind conversation now.

[OOC: Prose or brackets work for me! I'll follow your format.]

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Kyle and Shayera had just been out, spending a day together, driving each other up the wall, doing siblings things (Shayera was still getting used to it). Flying in the open air was like breathing to them, it came naturally, gave them a peace of mind. When they weren't trying to one up each other with tricks and the like. They soon found themselves flying toward the turtle's head, and Shayera didn't really care where they went. So long as she could be herself around him, not worry about what he thinks. Have a little fun, cut loose now and then. Getting farther away from large crowds of people and to a place like the head of the turtle gave them that option.

She had just been staring out at the ocean, admiring the tranquility and silence that came with it, until she saw someone out of the corner of her eye. A person. Shayera would've shrugged it off, but that head of hair looked familiar, not to mention the posture. She flew in over to get a better look at her face, soon finding out she was right on her hunch.

"Diana? They got you, too?" She waved Kyle over, to get him to come see her... fellow League member. Diana's not exactly a friend, but someone she's just a but relieved to see. Chances are, Kyle knows her, too.

The turtle's head was one of his favourite places here (that they could access, anyway). Since seeing Asti in the dream he came here, to deal with his nightmares, and his turmoil. Even though leaving hurt, he always came back.

Coming here with Shayera had been a natural progression. He was falling into the routine - drive her up the wall, let her tease him, wrestle, eat together, and have some semblance of respite from all that they'd been through. Flying was just one of those things, and they often just did tricks in mid air. That was fun, and Kyle follows her lead - even when she flies off in a random direction towards a stranger.

Or what looks like a stranger at first glance, but isn't. He lights up. 'Hey, Diana!'

The recognition was going to take a while to get used to, especially when she notices them flying towards her. Great Gaia! Sure, they had pegasi at Themyscira. It was their main mode of transportation barring her jet, but seeing people actually fly gets her a little more wide-eyed as they land nearby-- and perhaps tense. It was only because of Asti's presense that she was able to calm herself, the gnawing worry easing to nothing as she spots them. Unfamiliar again, and yet they know her. How many people did?

"They have. I'm afraid," She starts, looking at both of them. Relief, cheerfulness-- already she feels bad at not recognizing them. Were they good friends wherever, whenever, they came from? "I am not quite familiar with both of you. Yet, it seems. Forgive me, I'm normally better with faces than this."

Shayera's not sure whether to just have a sigh of relief, or shrug it off like it's no big deal. It's Diana, she's never gotten along with her well. So having this fresh start... could prove a good thing. There wouldn't be a strained relationship of vinegar and oil. Even so, there was still the nagging feeling of just not liking her too much. Not friends, just colleagues. She did, however, sigh at that.

"We know you in the universes we're from. Apparently for people like us, there's a lot of them. I'm Shayera Hol. Try not to let it bother you."

She did know that there were going to be many more explanations on this. She was prepared, if not a little exasperated, to give them.

Kyle's used to the alternate universes thing enough that his heartbreak doesn't even reach his face, and disappears just as quickly as it comes. He has a chance to pay her back for all the kindness and wisdom she's given him over the years, since... this version looks about his age. Wow. Has she even left Themyscira yet? He doesn't know.

'What she said. Don't worry about it. I'm Kyle. I uhm.' Owe you so much. 'You taught me to fight.'

"Did I now? You'll have to show me sometime." That was unexpected. At what Kyle said though, she lightens up-- she would rather save the whole alternate universes thing later if she were honest. It's been a weird day, made weirder by people she doesn't know actually knowing her, and she thinks that she'd rather take all of that in when she wasn't still worried about her family back home.

She focuses on Shayera right after what Kyle said, one hand to her hip as she shrugs. "That's a lot to ask of me when I've just arrived, but I will keep it in mind." And she would end it there, if she could. "You are not the first to approach me regarding the topic today."

Now that is definitely something Kyle never told Shayera. It's a surprise to her, not in a bad sense, though. She might be ignoring Diana a little now, focusing on him a bit more.

"You never told me that." It's not an accusatory tone, more curios and surprised. She'd understood why he never said that, it's not like he's going to tell her his life story or anything. She focus back to Diana, she can't really ignore her when she just got here and everyone knows her, but she doesn't. Not even Shayera can be that mean to her.

"A lot of people are going to know you here. I had the same thing happen, everyone mistaking me for someone else." And then it hits her she has something in common with this Diana. Anything really is possible.

'It's not usually relevant,' he admits. He'd told Miria, but that was about it. Besides, being surrounded by beautiful women, all of whom could very easily break several of his ribs with their little fingers? He had to admit that was a little appealing. (He had a type, unfortunately.)

He looks back at Diana, and gives her a bright smile. 'Sure. I can match you for strength, but you've always been faster than me. Amazon thing, I think.' Oops awkward schoolboy crush and tiny hero worship was showing. He couldn't cover that up, not very well. She'd always been someone he admired and respected.

"Is it all that common?" That-- actually puts her at ease. She knows it happens here, kind of still wrapping the idea around her head because she doesn't find it any easier to just accept it as it is when she obviously doesn't recognize anyone. Someone who spoke of the same experience was calming, even if she's also one of those she didn't recognize. "I'm not sure if it's exactly the same, but for those I've spoken to, it seems like I've been out of Themyscira much longer."

That was the problem right? Everyone's from the future, and she doesn't even know how to handle that particular info. She takes great pride in her fighting prowess, besting Artemis is kind of like receiving candy after all, so the way she actually looks happier at some sort of welcomed news helps. She knows, when she was young, that she had the same awe towards her mother for similar reasons. She can relate. "Perhaps we can test that out sometime, to see if I am up to par with your memory."

"Apparently so." At least, with superheroes. She hasn't seen anyone else bother to worry about doubles from another universe or any of that. She wouldn't know what to do if another one of her showed up here, especially from the way people have spoken to her. She seems to different everywhere else.

But then there was this. Thing that she was dealing with. Her and Diana weren't making snide remarks at each other, getting along, and to top it off, Kyle's heroine worship is showing like neon lights in Vegas. She puts a hand on her hip, cocking a brow at him. Are you for real now is pretty much written on her face.

'You get used to it.'A beat. 'Eventually.'

He looks at Shayera. What? ... Wait, was she jealous? He didn't know how to deal with that, so he focuses his attention back on Diana.

'Sure. You'll find the forms extremely familiar.' He's modified them, from adapting different fighting styles, but the base concept is still Amazonian, and nobody can fake that, at least, not on the instinctive level, unless they've learnt it.

If anything, the way they can communicate with body language was actually entertaining her, and maybe makes her miss Themyscira a little more. Her sisters, even Artemis, were her family. The way they are at ease with each other reminds her of that, even if she doesn't say so. It's obvious on her face at least that she's finding some delight in their odd banter.

"I'll have to," She stresses, because well-- if she doesn't, then she's not much of a warrior, is she? Adapting to the situation was always important, and already she's given herself more than enough time to brood. She keeps in mind what Kyle said, wonders about it in the future, and instead focuses on what is making her curious now.

"Are you two siblings, by any chance?" There's no similarity in their features, not even close, but the bantering isn't like the way she and Steve interacts. Not close. She wonders if it's like her and her sisters.

"It's not that hard to get adjusted. There's plenty of people here to help." Shayera found it fairly easy for herself. Then again, she had Kyle and a few others to help. Diana will too, but she's not sure if Shayera specifically should help. She doesn't trust herself not to make some offhand remark for her Diana as opposed to this one, and that wouldn't end well.

Then next part, however, definitely catches her by surprise. Was it that easy to tell? Guess Shayera is better at being a family to someone than she originally thought.

"What makes you say that?" It doesn't sound hurt or upset, just simply asking for curiosity's sake.

Kyle, on the other hand, is going to do what he does best: be a little shit. He's fond of both of them, and since dating Donna, Diana is practically his family too.

Cheerfully, slightly smugly, 'Ew. No. I'd catch something.' The accompanying smile is cheeky.

Edited 2013-08-07 04:39 (UTC)

"It certainly seems like it."

The twitch of her lips are unmistakable, trying to keep from smiling too much. Already like siblings, if not the more rowdy type. She knows, from the little she's spoken with others who knew her, that she had the support, but it would be nice still to see someone she's met before this place. She'd take Artemis even, if that was what it took (although really, she was fond of her, they reminded her of how she banters with the older Amazon.)

"Just a thought." Oh Kyle, you are so in trouble.

Oh. Oh, he's done it now. Shayera smirks as she slowly turns to face him, holding up one finger to Diana as a form of asking her to wait.

"I'll get right back to you on that, Diana." But for now, she gives Kyle a punch square in the jaw, though not too hard. Right after that, she tackles him to the ground for a little playful wrestling. Shayera doesn't want to hurt him, just mess around a little and have some fun. This is their way of doing it, and she loves him for it.

Utterly delighted, he wrestles until she's pinned him, then he laughs.

'Okay! Okay! Uncle!'

He waits for her to release the grip, and then pull him up (because that's how it is), and he dusts himself, running a hand through his hair, his green ring standing out against the black.

You two are five years old. She just waits patiently as they start wrestling, crossing her arms as she watches them like well-- a mother watching her kids, or an older sister pondering how to control her siblings but not quite meaning it. It was cute, some semblance of normalcy that you don't see in adults often. She sees it more with children, at least.

"Didn't put up much of a fight there, did you?" Well, playful and all. "I'll take that as a yes on the siblings."

She pulls him up with a satisfied grin on her face, dusting herself off before turning to Diana.

"Are you kidding? I can beat him from here to the moon." Not really, considering no one really wants to fully kick the other's ass when it's just for play and fun. She pulls Kyle close, wrapping an arm around his shoulders with a grin.

"Yeah, this idiot is my little brother." But now this gives her a good idea. There's a glint in her eye, turning to Kyle again with a smirk that means nothing but trouble.

'Please. You wouldn't last ten seconds with the gloves off.' He teases back just as easily, and he leans in. Her half-hugs and punches to the shoulder are affection, and he's always been extremely tactile.

At her smirk, he returns the glint, knowing exactly what it means. Turning back to Diana, he yells, 'Think fast!' before he and Shayera lunge at her.

Oh great gods above what are these two--

Diana manages not to react reflexively in tossing someone over her shoulder when they lunge, managing only enough to step back before she lets out an 'oof!' and crashes to the ground in surprise. A part of her was aware that this was just playing, which was the only reason she didn't treat it as a threat from two practically strangers, but the surprised yelp she makes was still embarrassing as they tumble down.

It's called having fun, Diana, you should try it sometime.

Shayera can only raise her eyebrows in surprise once that yelp comes out, and there's an awfully smug grin on her face. Hearing the princess yelp like that? Definitely one of her favorite moments so far.

"Never heard you make a sound that embarrassing before, Princess. One of your less graceful moments, hm?" Definitely going to remember it. And possibly smirk.

He's surprised when she doesn't make a move to respond to the attack, but supposes it's all for the best, really. An Amazon, even one not enraged, could still break a lot of his bones without even trying.

It's funny how he's sometimes just not conscious of that fact. Maybe part of him did think he was a metahuman. He'd been using the ring long enough, anyway.

Instead, he just smirks and incredulously remarks, 'Oof?'

Diana gives them both a look at that, frowning for a moment as if she was actually upset. 'As if' being the keyword at that. It takes her a few seconds, voice low and eyes narrowed, before she speaks again.

"Oh, you are getting it now."

And her demeanor breaks. The twinkle in her eye is obvious as she gets her bearings, and while they were normally heavy on their own against a normal person, she's not normal. With as much strength as she could muster without actually intending to hurt, she bends one knee to help stabilize her position and goes to aim for flipping one of them off. Whoever is closer and easier to move in the few seconds she calculated. Flip them off and under her if she could. If successful, she'll be taking that opportunity to pin one of them down, fingers moving for a tickle attack.

Who says she can't have fun?

Shayera can only smirk as Diana chooses to join them in play fighting. And, well, maneuvering herself just so she won't be flipped. She'll leave that fun for Kyle, since Shayera has a distinct lack of him in embarrassing situations such as this. Because really, teasing him that he got pinned and tickled by an Amazon? That'll last her for weeks.

"So the Princess can have fun."

Shayera > Kyle > Diana

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