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Characters: Mark Grayson and OPEN
Date: July after the event
Location: Various
Situation: Now that everything's returning back to normal, Mark's getting used to being Invincible again.
Warnings/Rating: None, but will update as necessary!

A - Mark
[Mark had felt guilty abandoning his job for as long as he had, even if the circumstances were totally understandable... So he decided to make up for this by diving wholeheartedly into his work. Depending on when you walk by the Wayne Enterprises construction site in the Water sector, you can come across Mark doing various tasks at the site: helping the other workers carry beams, looking over the schematics... just generally overseeing the construction like he's supposed to.

At one point a worker informs him they left a tool at another site in a different district and can't continue, though a few minutes later that same worker miraculously finds it after feeling a gust of wind at their back...]

B - Invincible
[It was weird getting into the costume again, but a good kind of weird. He's grown so used to being Invincible over the last few years it almost seems like he's not himself when he's just being "Mark." Not that he dislikes Mark, but it's getting so hard to hide who he truly is. Being powerless was a good reminder of exactly who he was before he tossed that garbage bag into orbit and that he had survived far longer without his Viltrumite powers as he had with it.

...That said, flying was still the most awesome thing in the world to do. He can be found zipping back and forth all around the turtle, testing himself to see just how back to normal things are. Some laps are definitely better than others, as he once dips and almost hits a building during one of them. He's also not going to let a crime pass him by, especially now that the rest of the kedan won't threaten him on sight.]

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And that is why I am here.

[Eyebrow raised. And he almost doesn't pause when taking his hand for a brief, but firm shake.]

Damian.

[He holds the man's eyes for a moment, then looks out over the site.]

Have there been any problems?

Thanks then, Damian. [And with that he smiles. There's a lot of things he finds odd here, so this really doesn't rank in the scheme of things.]

Nothing major. Someone thought they lost left their tools at another site, but they found them. [And with his report out of the way he opens the schematics to compare them with the ones he had. He's still not used to being in a position of such authority, especially at his age with next to no job experience, but it meant a lot to him that Bruce thought enough of him to entrust him with it. He had no intention of letting him (or his son) down.]

It is not a problem.

[There. May be a slight return smile, though it is mostly one of politeness, rather than sentiment. And he nods, slowly.]

Fortunate.

[Then he falls silent, letting the man work.]

Yeah. This is a good team. [Calls over one of the Kedan workers and tells him the changes before turning his attention to Damian.]

Have you been here long?

That is promising.

[What. It's as close to a compliment as Damian makes.]

And... I arrived with the first foreigners - of this wave. In the beginning of August last year.

There were waves before us? How many of you were there originally? [Mark figures asking "And how many have been able to go home?" might be a sore subject so he keeps it to himself for now.]

There has been some evidence that, a long time ago, there have been other foreigners brought here. The information about that is very scarce.

[The boy tilts his head, thinking.]

The information I have may not be precise, because not everybody was as... prompt to talk over the consoles as people seem to be these days when arriving, but I believe somewhere in the vicinity of about two dozen people.

[And about eight of them are still here. Damian included.]

Edited (oops, missed my count.) 2013-08-16 08:12 (UTC)

Really? I need to start paying better attention to the network...

[Mark bites his bottom lip.] And when did you guys learn what you were here for? I mean we just learned about... never-speak-his-name [His name for Malicant] a few months ago.

That might be wise. Much information is shared there that you might find... helpful. Among all that is not needed, naturally.

[And, a small shrug.]

The Emperor revealed she had brought us here to combat a threat to this world and she would let us return during her first audience. More information was uncovered slowly.

Yeah, I know. It's just... depressing to read sometimes. All of the newbies coming in, scared, and the best we can do is tell them to buck up and get a job.

Shouldn't that have been the first thing to tell us? You know, before it got here?

[Damian shrugs, opening his palms out, slightly.]

A lot of the information that was reluctantly trickled out or uncovered should have been given immediately. It is possible that what is divulged is measured out to be appropriate for everyone, since not all arrivals are exactly ready to cope with the idea of an enemy of that scare to fight.

[There are children coming in. And he means actual children, not those broken as he is.]

And, yet... I agree. That should be known from the beginning.

[Blinks. This kid was a child, right? And not a mini robot or something?]

Well can you blame them? Either they're just sitting around minding their own business... or worse, thinking they're at the pearly gates, and the next thing they're dragged here and don't have a say in the matter.

[... not a robot. Just with most of childhood trained right out of him for years. People are trying to remedy that, but it's slow going.]

You are saying 'they' as though it did not happen to you, too.

... although I am rather certain that not all who arrived here after they have died ever had the concept of pearly gates. Some are from different worlds, and Christianity is not that universal.

[Shh, it's an important detail to bring up! Also, no, this kid is not even a little bothered talking about dead people.]

Well yeah, I'll admit that was me too, but I meant when I'm reading those posts on the network.

[Just... gives Damian a look.]

My family's [alien] atheist, so I know not everyone believes in Christianity. But it's still a commonly used trope in fiction regardless so I went with it. [Don't make him go all nerd on you.]

[Damian shrugs.]

There are people who have not heard of Europe, or English - I am rather certain that their fiction has very different tropes.

[Beat.]

Though I did understand you well enough. I am merely pointing it out to save you future confusion.

[You are so lucky he has a bratty little brother like you.]

I think you're just fighting me for the sake of fighting now. [He says it with a hint of amusement, rather than as an accusation.]

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[... probably.]

>Tt.<

That does not make it any less true.

[He's not contesting the point, at least.]

[He's just going to count that as a win.]

Any other nuggets of wisdom you want to pass along?

[Not bothered by the nagging.]

Probably. I shall let you know when it is time to pass them along.

[Okay, that may hold a tiny bit of humor to it. Just a little.]

[Laughs.]

Sorry, you remind me of my little brother.

[Damian's eyes narrow at the laugh, but, other than that and pursed lips, he lets it go, instead rolling his eyes.]

Of course I do.

[Beat. Wait.]

He must be rather peculiar, then.

Oliver's... one of a kind.

In what way?

[... One way in which Damian is his age... mostly: curiosity.]

[Oh let's see... he's half-Viltrumite, half-Thraxan, he's purple, and he's about 6 months old but is physically and mentally about 13.]

...Oh you know, it's just a thing adults say.

[... Damian's eyes narrow, the displeasure - and anger - not in the least disguised.]

There is little that adults say that I would not understand. Science, engineering, military theory, and economics included.

[Don't patronize him, Mark. Just. Don't.]

(Damian can use some more dorking in his life... if he will accept it.)

(Yes, yes he does. Don't worry he's used to mildly creepy uptight children)

(I need to read his canon.)

(Do itttt)

(I WILL! DON'T THINK I WON'T! I'm just... slow.)

(It took me over two years after it was recced to me to read it, I get slow)

(OH, good, then. But, really, it's on the queue!)

(You'll get to it)

(... I'm the speediest tagger. Sorry.)

(Pfft please so am I)

(then slowly together... forward?)

(works for me)

(yes, good.)

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... and then it occurred to me that if Mark names him here, Damian'll know who he is.

whoops. Good job, Mark.

Hey, at least it's somebody who won't be announcing it publicly... probably?

Better not!

Shh, he's a bat.