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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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It must be hard, Billy. But don't worry, the Fantastic Four looks out for Avengers, you know.

[She smiles warmly, glad of the offer]

Yes, I think that's a good idea. I'd appreciate it.

[And she settles in to read, and wait]

[Billy nods, offering up a quick smile, then gets back to gathering his ingredients, disappearing down the hall to the kitchen for about half an hour. His cooking skills have never been stellar, and over the last few months he's had to do a lot of improvising, but it's usually edible. ...More or less.

Eventually he returns with a steaming, covered pot, carrying it over to the counter where a couple of plates and forks await him.]

Hey, I'm back.

[While she waits, Susan reads through the journal with interest, absorbing as much as she can. When Billy returns she's just about finished, so she quickly skims the last paragraph before standing and walking over]

Alright, I think that I've got a handle on things. Nominally at least. Here, let me help you with that.

[She eyes the pot, wondering what's inside]

It's okay, I've got it. If you wanna get drinks, though, there's a fridge over by the corner. [He gestures vaguely, lifting the pot lid and serving up some spaghetti. Mostly because pasta is super-easy to make. It's not stellar, but hey, he's only sixteen.]

[She nods and heads over, grabbing some drinks from the fridge and setting them on the counter. It doesn't smell bad, but she IS dubious of teenage cooking]

Here you go.

Here, I'll trade you. [He offers a plate out in response, complete with a fork. It smells like really boring pasta. ENJOY.] Sorry if it isn't good, I ran out of microwave dinners.

Oh dear, have you been living off pasta and microwave dinners?

[She accepts the plate and takes a bite. Its not bad, a little runny, but not bad]

Pretty good. You don't cook often though, do you?

Nah, the last few months have been my first time. Not like it's any different from my home life- my parents are both doctors, so our whole family had really weird schedules. Dinner was usually take-out.

[Healthy take-out, granted. His mother was pretty strict about that.]

Fair enough. Then what do you say...since I'm stuck here at least, we make dinner a regular thing? I cook, you clean up. I see by your living room that you're much better at it than Johnny.

[....Wh...

...wha...

Did Susan Richards just offer to cook for him.]

A-are you serious?

Why not? From the sounds of it, you're the only one here from my universe, and I hate eating alone. And, to be frank, I'd rather not see you living off junk food and frozen meals.

[Aww, but that's part of being a teenager.

Still, he shakes off his surprise and offers her a grateful smile after a moment. It's a pretty awesome suggestion, especially with the quality of his dinner tonight. And it's been pretty lonely eating dinner by himself for the last few months, especially when he's used to such a busy home.]

Wow... yeah, okay. That'd be great.

Sure, its no problem. I'm guessing that there are other places to stay, since the book says this is a village? Is housing assigned by the guys holding us? Or, do we pick?

No, you get to pick. I think most of this floor is free, and the building isn't far from the plaza, so if you want to take an apartment here, feel free. It'd make dinner dates a lot easier.

[Said playfully, because they both know it isn't a date in the technical sense.]

My my, Mr. Kaplan, you know I'm a married woman.

[Teasing, of course]

I'll do that, a couple of doors down. I don't want to be cramping your style with all the ladies. If thats what kids say anymore...

Don't worry, I'm spoken for anyway.

[And gay, but let's not get into that.]

I think girls are the least of my worries around here.

Oh-ho, who's the lucky lady? Is it Lang's daughter? Oh...what was her name. Mmm, Stature?

[Forgive her, she's a mother hen sometimes, and she likes you. You're a good guy Billy Kaplan.]

[Billy blinks, eyes wide, then coughs into a fist, a deep blush crossing his cheeks. Wow, dating Cassie? She's like a sister to him now, it just sounds wrong.]

No, uh- Hulkling, actually.

[Who is definitely not a lady and not the lucky one in the relationship, either.]

H-Hulkling? Oh. OHHHHHH.

[NOW its her turn to blush]

I'm sorry. I. uh. I had no idea.

[Okay, he can't help but grin at that. He got Susan Richards to blush. He shouldn't feel so satisfied about that, but hey...]

That's okay, I just figured it's better if I'm up front about it. We're not exactly subtle.

Oh? Though...isn't he a Skrull?

[Not fond of them, no sir]

[Billy's smile fades, feeling a sudden wave of defensiveness. Teddy's been nothing but wonderful to him since they met, so the fact that he's a Skrull barely even hits the radar for him as far as defining character traits.]

He's half-Skrull, and half-Kree. And all wonderful. Anyway, he was raised on Earth, so I don't see the problem.

I didn't mean that he couldn't be a good person, Billy. My own brother married a Skrull, remember? I was more asking, so I'd know if he was a shapeshifter.

[o h

....

Well that makes sense, especially since she wouldn't have seen him out of costume.]

Um... yeah. He usually looks human- the Hulkling form is just what he can shift into.

Right. I've got nothing against the idea of Skrulls being decent people. They ARE people. Kl'rt the Super Skrull HAS saved my life before too. It is a shame that Galactus devoured their homeworld. Reed tried to talk him out of it, but...

[She trails off, wondering just how much of this Billy actually knew]

Heh, look at me, nattering away.

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