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Jazz Stark ([info]junoslace) wrote,
@ 2012-10-21 21:01:00


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 Tony was asleep and JARVIS was deactivated for the night. All the camera’s in the tower were on a loop and all she had to do was move everything out of the way of her secret door which was easy. Once inside she locked the door behind her and set to work. She made sure the power out puts where right, she the algorithm punched in and it seemed to be the right one. The science was right she just hoped everything else was. She picked up her bag that held some clothing, a DNA sample of her father so the people there knew she wasn’t lying, some money that she hoped worked on that earth and a picture of her Trevor and J.J and one of her and her dad inventing.

She took a deep breath in and turned the machine on. The countdown started and she scrambled into the machine. The doors closed and she took another breath in. On the count of one the machine there was a loud popping sound and everything went fuzzy at first and then black. That’s all she remembered before waking up on a dirty street that was defiantly no of the world she was from. She stood up and looked down at her dirt covered clothing and grimaced. Her J Van D’s cost her a pretty penny. Then she heard the alarms going off and looked around in confusion. She was going to suit up when she saw someone coming towards her, maybe she was an Avenger that was left behind?



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[info]junoslace
2012-10-22 11:36 pm UTC (link)
The only thing she took from all that was Rate the Hunk. "Rate the what?" While she was sure the others girls did that in her universe she was never one of them so that was lost on her. She was hoping this hunk wasn't a hunk of meat.

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[info]notinplainsight
2012-10-22 11:38 pm UTC (link)
Kal smiled. "It's Rate the Hunk. Each year the day after Thanksgiving the girls from the teams get together, look at pictures of the guys and rate them on a scale of one to ten."

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[info]junoslace
2012-10-22 11:54 pm UTC (link)
She actually felt a smile creeping across her face. "This place might not be so bad after all."

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[info]notinplainsight
2012-10-22 11:56 pm UTC (link)
Kal chucked. She contacted Mrs. Fadden. "Your room is ready. I'll take you up there if you would like."

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[info]junoslace
2012-10-23 12:01 am UTC (link)
The telepathy still startled her but then again, a lot of new things did. "Yes, I think some rest is called for after universe hopping." And learning that you landed in the wrong one.

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[info]notinplainsight
2012-10-23 12:09 am UTC (link)
"If you'll follow me?" she said as she stood up.

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[info]junoslace
2012-10-23 03:12 am UTC (link)
She put her cookie down and grabbed her bag. She stood and nodded, not really knowing what to say now.

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