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Characters: Kyle Rayner and you!
Date: Same day he arrives.
Location: All around Keeliai.
Situation: Kyle is exploring.
Warnings/Rating: None at the moment; will update if necessary.
Note: I wrote in prose, but [action] is more than welcome, as are multiple threads. For reference, Kyle's current Lantern uniform looks like this.

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[littlecousin]

Even if she were a more perceptive type, Nita wouldn't find a ring remarkable, suspiciously large and green or otherwise.

She was used to being stared at, and the wings were cool, so she grinned. "Yeah. They're the family mutation."

[imaginate]

'Cool family. Are they here too?'

[littlecousin]

"No." She was simultaneously okay and not okay with that. Home needed Namor more than she did, but she missed him. "There are some people from home, but no one I knew before I got here."

[imaginate]

'Wow.' Good for her - he didn't want to ask same universe directly. 'I met a few people I'm familiar with... but they're different.' And no one he'd been particularly close to.

Jason didn't count.

[littlecousin]

"Oh yeah, that." Nita wrinkled up her nose. "There are a couple people who should know me, but don't. Stupid alternate universe stuff." She waved one hand to indicate how little she liked alternate universes.

[imaginate]

'Really? Mine are just... younger.' Kyle wasn't fond of alternate universes himself but as far as these went, it wasn't so bad. He could get used to Dick and Zatanna.

[littlecousin]

"Mine, too. There's nothing wrong with them, but I shouldn't be older than Captain America." Seriously, that was not right.

[imaginate]

'There's a guy here called Captain America?' His tone is between amused and very, very excited. To be honest it wasn't that much better than Superman, but anybody with a name like that commanded respect, and perhaps some fanboying.

[littlecousin]

"It's kinda retro, yeah, but he's from World War II. ...Guess which side he fought on." She shrugged, then smiled. "He leads the Avengers."

[imaginate]

'Cool.' Admittedly, it was a much cooler name than the Justice League. Kyle would have liked to Avenge something. 'So, how long have you been here?'

[littlecousin]

"A bit longer than five months." Which might as well have been eternity as far as Nita was concerned, but it wasn't like she had anything important going on back home.

She shook her head. "It's mostly okay, when no one's trying to kill you." That happened all the time where she was from, though, so it wasn't like that was a change.

[imaginate]

'Kill us? What do you mean?' No villain in their right mind would have come here, or he hoped none of them had been brought here. People wanting him dead wasn't really a shocker anyway. Being a Lantern tended to paint a massive target on your back, especially if everyone from space came to Earth to hunt you down. He almost wished space kept to the cruel and ironic themes that the JLA's enemies had. It made the quips easier.

But that was the Lantern, and Kyle right now was trying his best to remain under the radar.

[littlecousin]

"There's totally something weird going on that they're not telling us about." She looked around at the incurious Water Sector kedan going about their business, apparently uninterested in the two foreigners.

Apparently.

"Look, you want to come back to my place where it's harder to eavesdrop? I don't think anyone's listening, but the kedan are all shapeshifters, so it's hard to tell."

[imaginate]

'Sure?' He followed her gaze and suddenly the kedan didn't look quite so unassuming. He blamed Guy for one too many horror movies.

[littlecousin]

"I can fly us, if you want? It'll be faster." People had a tendency to react badly if you just picked them up and flew off with them.

[imaginate]

'Okay, then.' He smiled sheepishly.

[littlecousin]

He was kinda cute. Under other circumstances, ones where she wasn't still recovering from the largest trauma of her life, she'd be hitting on him. Nita wrapped her free arm around his waist and suddenly they were airborne, rising above the rooftops so she could take a straight line to the foreigners' block.

"Tell me if you want me to slow down." She kept it to a sedate 30 knots or so, the better to not freak Kyle out on his first flight. Water was one of the smaller sectors, and they were soon setting down on the stoop of one of the three-story apartment buildings.

"It's not Central Park West, but I like it."

[imaginate]

Kyle had rarely ever flown without his forcefield. The wind in his hair and face was fresh and he enjoyed it. Once they landed, he admired the view. 'I lived in New York too, for a couple of years.' When he'd started out. He'd long since left, but it had a good time, while it lasted. He missed Radu a little - actually, a lot. 'Wood Sector has cooler houses, I've gotta say.' You couldn't really beat treehouse.

[littlecousin]

"Yeah? It's where I live when I'm on the surface." Namor hadn't invaded in years. Nita stepped inside, gesturing over her shoulder for Kyle to follow her. "The tree houses are cool, but I need the water. Plus, the kedan around here are super laid-back."

She disappeared around a corner into the kitchen to put her market haul away, raising her voice to be heard. "Just make yourself at home!"

Like all Water Sector suites, Nita's would blend in perfectly if plunked on a Fiji beach, with warm woods and bright, patterned fabrics. A neater housekeeper than her attitude would suggest, she kept the place uncluttered, with decorative touches from the other sectors, the only incongruous thing a bolt of cloth that appeared to have been tossed onto a couch and forgotten.

[imaginate]

Kyle followed her inside, looked around the room, and soaked in the atmosphere. He was appreciating all the water as well - it was soothing. Her apartment reminded him of California and he briefly wondered if there were actual beaches. Probably not, since they were on a turtle. He looked around for a place to sit down but his curiosity got the better of him and he ended up wandering over to the couch to look at the cloth.

[littlecousin]

Nita reemerged from the kitchen with a pair of glasses, and offered one to Kyle. "Just juice. Unless you don't want it to be, in which case I'll go get the local equivalent of vodka."

She followed his gaze to the bolt of cloth, dark green with golden threads woven through it. "Oh. Let me get that out of your way." By which she apparently meant 'move it to another, more out of the way chair,' because she set her glass down on an end table and proceeded to do just that.

[imaginate]

'Juice is okay, thanks.' He accepted the glass and waited for her to straighten up and sit down first before he did so himself.

[littlecousin]

"Sorry about that. Left over from the Masquerade." She plopped down with more of a thump than one would expect from someone of her not-especially-notable height--Atlanteans were dense.

"Cheers!" Nita held up her drink in Kyle's direction, making no effort to get close enough that they could actually clink glasses.

[imaginate]

Hm. Just like him to miss the really good parties-- not that he liked parties. Things tended to happen at parties. The last time he'd been to one he'd hightailed it out of there with Jenny as soon as he could. 'Cheers,' he replied, holding up his own glass in turn and taking a sip. 'Hey, this is good. What do you call it?'

[littlecousin]

"...Juice? I don't know. The fruit it comes from is green and lumpy. Water's the only place I've seen it." Nita held up a hand, palm up and cupped around an imaginary fruit to indicate the size of the thing she was talking about. "I point and say 'that one' a lot when I'm shopping," she said with a shrug.