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First Shield: A lack of unstable molecules...[Action/Voice]

[Action]

[Early in the evening of July 9th, Susan Richards wakes up in a very, very strange place, an unfamiliar couch. In YOUR living room. She blinks and looks around, extremely confused. When this strange, blond woman sees you...her eyes go wide she disappears, clothes and all. Astute listeners may hear the sounds of her feet as she gets up and moves away from you and the couch.]

Wha! What on Earth?! WHO are you and WHERE am I?

[Susan's voice is pretty demanding for an invisible person who just woke up in your house, and it seems to be coming from all around you, her powers distorting it.

Maybe you could help talk some sense into her? Explain the situation? Perhaps you're feeling pretty mad? Break time, go nuts! This isn't locked to anyone!]

Voice

[Much, much later, Susan's voice will appear over the journal after she's collected herself and gotten out of whoever's house she wound up in]

Hello everyone. This is Susan Richards of the Fantastic Four. If there are any members of the Fantastic Four, the Avengers, the X-Men, or even anyone that just recognizes my name I would appreciate it if you would get in touch with me. Hell, even if you are just feeling helpful and are willing to share information, I'd really appreciate it. I've just arrived and I need help getting my bearings. I don't want to impose, but I really need some answers.

Also, if anyone comes across a blue jumpsuit with a 4 on it, I'd ask that they not touch it, its made of highly unstable molecules that can react oddly to anyone that isn't me.

[Her voice isn't terribly upset, more confused. Its not like she's never woken up in strange places or been in rough situations alone before. Thats...sort of what the Fantastic Four do!]

(OOC: Feel free to break time with the action portion of the post! I've got nobody in particular who needs to find her so she can wake up in anyone's living room that wants an Invisible Woman)

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And, forgive me Billy for drawing a blank, but...you're a sorceror right? Like Stephen Strange?

[She knows OF you, but not much about you]

[PFFFFFFFFT]

Oh god, I wish I was like Dr. Strange.

[Okay, yeah, that was probably a little too fanboyish.]

...Uh, but yeah. I do magic.

Haha, don't we all?

[She laughs herself and eases into a nearby chair]

If you do magic, and it didn't work then I'm going to guess that my powers would be similarly useless against the barrier?

[He shrugs.]

I don't know. I think anything's worth a shot, but I wouldn't be surprised if it didn't work either.

Then tomorrow, I'll give it a shot. How big is the enclosure? Are we in some sort of house sized prison plane? Or is it bigger?

[She asks because she's been in one before, of course...DAMMIT REED]

No, bigger than a house. I think it takes a few days to get from one end to the other, and there's mountains and an ocean on the east side. It's not bad for a prison, I guess.

[He trails off there. He's seen worse.]

That's something, then. Better than last time.

[Sue's eyebrow raises as he trails off. Could he be...god she hopes not. Reed...]

Billy, what year is it where you're from?

[...Oh, wow. He honestly should have expected that question; finding out when other people are from, chronologically, is kind of a staple question these days.

Still... she's kind of an enemy, as far as sides go. But maybe she's beyond that? Or before it happened?]

It's... 2011. Mid-spring.

[He pauses, and then adds hastily, just in case-]

But there's no war here! I mean, there is, but not with supers. And there's no law. And no prison. And...

[And he's rambling.]

[Oh, Oh LORD! She hadn't even thought about that!]

Billy...its late spring, 2011 for me.

[She'd just heard about Reed's prison...and SHIELD, and...oh it was awful]

[But his haste, it starts to make things in her head turn, thoughts and gears. Billy Kaplan, Young Avengers. They were with Steve. She'd met with...Patriot...at least when she'd met up with the other rebels.]

You don't have to worry...not about me. I'm on Steve's side, not Tony's

[She's just full of surprises today, isn't she? So for a long moment, he can do nothing but stare.]

You're... what? Since when?

[Has that much changed since he was captured?]

Since I found out Reed was building a prison in the Negative Zone.

[Flat. Emotionless. Followed by a heavy sigh.]

I didn't like the idea of turning in our friends to begin with. Then I found out about that. We had a fight. I left, and took a good portion of the Baxter Building with me.

[At the mention of the prison, he visibly winces. Still no good memories of that place, especially since he'd already been imprisoned during the war. He really doesn't want to go back there.

It takes him a long moment to find the words, or the courage, to respond to that.]

I'm... sorry it got that bad.

Its not your fault. It's Reed's. Don't apologize.

[She shakes her head, and the wince isn't lost on her.]

I'm sorry it was so tough on you too, kiddo. Believe me, it bothers me that things got that bad for everyone and I hated that the FF stayed out of it as long as we did. But after Johnny was attacked...

[Oh god, he'd almost forgotten about that.]

The war's been hard on everyone. Super heroes fighting super heroes... it's wrong. [Another pause, and then-] How's he doing? I only saw it on the news...

Stable. And awake. He's still sleeping a lot but he'll make it.

[She shakes her head]

How about the Young Avengers? I'm afraid the news has been pretty sparse about most of you other than you're all 'dangerous terrorist rebels' [Air quotes around that] and should be turned in on sight.

[Well, that's good to hear. He nods at first, but at her next question, he purses his lips and glances away uneasily.]

I... don't know. I hope they're okay... I was knocked out and captured at the Geffen-Meyer chemical plant- Iron Man's big trap for the Anti-Reg side. I haven't seen them since then.

Lovely. I'm sure you make it through that alright, at least your team does. I've met Patriot personally, though none of the others.

Its all a big mess back home, but since we aren't getting back anytime soon we may as well concentrate on immediate concerns. How long have you been here, Billy?

It's been about two months now. It's possible to get sent home, but apparently it's completely random. Some people end up trapped here for years.

@$&% it. That...god, I don't even want to think about that. Days are Ok. Weeks I can handle. But YEARS? I could miss YEARS out of the lives of my children?!

[Her face...it looks a bit angry now. REALLY angry]

[Oh, whoops. Probably should have explained that better.]

No, no! Time works differently here. That's what everybody says, anyway. It's like... while we're here, time doesn't move at all in our own worlds. When you go home it'll be like you never left.

[Not to go all mood-whiplash on you, but she visible calms, but she's still breathing heavy]

It stops? So, when I get back. Franklin and Valeria won't have missed me at all?

[Yeah, whiplash achieved. Billy shrugs his shoulders, biting his lip a bit.]

Pretty sure, yeah. I can't say I know from experience, but I know a few people who've gone through it themselves.

Well that, at least, is a relief.

[Her shoulders slump, anger subsided]

Sorry Billy. Its just hard to imagine coming home to my kids all grown up without me.

...I understand. I left my family behind, too.

[And it's been hard, living here without them. Without anyone, really. Probably why he's so relieved that she actually knows who he is.

He finally finds the guide, though, and he offers his journal out to her.]

I was going to make something to eat, so... do you want to give this a read through while I cook? If you're hungry, I mean. I've got enough for two.

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