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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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Is it even possible to be worn out from tickling? Kyle gets there, and he collapses on the ground, laughing helplessly. It's been a good day, despite the look Shayera was giving him earlier. Sure, he hero-worships Diana. She was the first one to take him seriously, and give him a chance. She deserved all of his respect and loyalty.

Diana eventually concedes as well, comfortable enough in her position despite not being exhausted from the laughter just yet. It made her feel better, and for a moment she forgot just how far she was from home.

"On the contrary, I believe a rematch is in order in the future." She then peeks over at Kyle, amused. "Are you all right?"

"I'll be holding you to that." Shayera leans back on her hands, cheeks almost aching from smiling and laughing so much. Damn, when was the last time she had this much fun.

"Oh, don't worry about him. He's probably just overwhelmed at meeting his hero-crush again." The teasing tone says there's no hard feelings here, Kyle.

He's about to say he's fine, he really enjoy himself, but his face goes red when Shayera speaks.

'I do not have a crush on her!' A pause, and he looks at Diana, sheepishly. 'No offence.'

... Well, that was new. Certainly intriguing how he reacted to that.

"None taken. Though I did not realize I would have quite an admirer." Teasing, of course, before she looks at them both. "So, do I consider this your normal greeting?"

"Mm-hm, sure." She rests her chin in her palm smirking at him with a certain sense of amusement.

"... I think it might be. Kyle did start a fight with me when we first met." Ah, good times, when they were trying to knock each other's brains out.

That, naturally, makes him blush even more, and he looks away, muttering inaudibly. He didn't ask for this, he was just having some fun but now the tables have all turned on him and it's terribly unfair.

He looks back and runs a hand through his hair, smiling up at Diana, when she asks.

'First time I've met someone who tried to tickle me into submission, but. You could say. Yeah.'

He waggles a finger at Shayera. 'That's cos you called me a kid!'

For a moment, the humor is lost on her.

"I believe children are a lot smaller." Sorry, she didn't quite grow up around them, though she does like them enough from her brief exposure. It's hard to grow into a culture.

"Perhaps next time you would think twice before a surprise challenge."

"He's small enough to be one." Shayera, please, you're probably shorter than him.

But now she's turning her attention back to a certain little shit. A hand is placed on her hip, and her expression is not amused. "I don't think that's any reason to go shooting arrows at complete strangers."

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He rolls his eyes. It's over, and he'd been in a bad mood then.

'They don't have kids on Themyscira?' He looks at Diana questioningly. 'I thought only you were made from clay, where'd the others come from?'

"How did..." She blinks, confused, before realizing this must be one of those things she told him in the future. Right. Okay. She can accept that, odd as it is.

"You are correct. My sisters kept their youth eternally since the great war. You could say I am the youngest on Themyscira."

"I didn't think they did. I've been there, and it's only grown women." Bossy grown women, from what Shayera's seen. Who really prefer to hit things than talk with them. Man, she hopes they don't trap her in a net again.

He shakes his head. It sounds terrible - like Atam, and he doesn't enjoy pondering about that particular city. There hadn't been children - of any kind - and those stockades, whatever they might have been, were not just for show.

'The Diana of my world is... really fond of little girls,' he finishes. Wow, terrible save. 'I had no idea she'd never played with them before.'

"I've always wanted to see children." It was a silly thing to confess for most people, but most people never lived in isolation like they did. She had an idealized idea of how men and children are, and while not all of her expectations came out right (and in fact, they only served to disappoint her in some occasions), she thinks it was a wonderful chance to have. "Being the youngest on the island, I never had the opportunity to see any of them grow up."

Her Diana was always good with kids, and she enjoyed being around them. This Diana doesn't seem any different on that matter, either. Another thing that differs between them. Forever oil and vinegar.

"Don't worry, there's a few kids here I've seen. Not that that's exactly a good thing, but at least you'll be around them."

'Honestly, there shouldn't be kids here at all.' Kyle stretches and dusts himself, looking at Diana, suddenly a lot more serious. 'We've been brought here to fight something - as soldiers. So have the children.'

Diana looks surprised at that, before she narrows her eyes. She can't say that she was surprised, she had been trained young to learn how to fight, and even during the past she would've easily fought for her country if allowed. However, here, they were brought with no rhyme or reason, and not all of them would be willing at all to join.

"I did not know about human children being here." She had meant the kedan. There were quite a few running around, after all. "I was under the impression that everyone they had brought had the ability to fight in combat."

Shayera can't look all that surprised because... well, she's been to war. They'll let people into the military and train them at the first chance they can. This situation is different, she won't deny that.

"Yeah. Teens and younger, I've seen. Plenty of adults, but it's still not right."

'No, the Emperor makes mistakes summoning people.' He makes a face. 'She brought Luthor. Not just that, twice.'

And at the same time, she'd somehow sent people home. It wasn't who came that bothered him most, it was the simple, arbitrary nature of it all. Everything had rules and consequences, and he honestly couldn't figure out what the ones for the Emperor's magic were.

"Certainly not. Why the children though? Have they not enough places to find warriors for their cause?" Not that she knows any children who can fight. Sure, she learned at a young age, but her initial exposure of kids didn't even warrant the basic knowledge of swordfighting.

"Who is Luthor?"