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[ After reeling from what he's learned yesterday and realizing when he woke up today that this wasn't a freaky vivid dream, Isaac can be seen at one of the consoles in a console cafe. He's wearing the same clothes he showed up in. He's not so happy about it. ]

You guys really take these sectors literally, don't you? I literally live in the fire sector. It's everywhere. And gives off no heat. So, that's weird.

Also, internet cafes. Making a comeback. [ But, getting to the point. ] So, I have a few questions. Anyone can answer since this reaches everyone. Who would've thought, privacy, being an antiquated idea. [ Is something antiquated if it's not in the past but in another universe? So. ] Any modern clothing around here? I'd take anything in a V-neck. A sensible sweater. I like stripes. [ And scarves. Something decidedly not Chinese. ]

And does anybody think it's completely ridiculous that we're living on a giant turtle? Anybody? [ Bueller? ]

Also, policy on guests. I have friends [ friend, and one Stiles ] here and I'm pretty sure I have the nicest digs out of everyone. It's my place, right? All two stories? [ All his? If so, it's an amazing change of pace. ] Also. Cooking lessons. Pretty much realizing I can't. And this suite has a bitchin kitchen.

Also, I saw a guy advertise himself to get a job. Help with some kind of work. I feel like I should get a job. Earn my really nice keep. [ Seriously, that suite! ]

And finally, anyone ever think life can't get any worse and then it just does? [ That last one might be a rhetorical question. Though, it is a little good not to be surrounded by darachs and alphas. ] Funny how that works. But, hey, glad to know it's not me.

Oh. Yeah. I'm Isaac. [ He gives a quick wave and a closed mouth smile. ]

private to stiles stilinski l 30% hackable ]

You done being a dick?

private to scott mccall l 30% hackable ]

Weird that we can only check these things at one of these places. If you get this, wanna go exploring since we didn't yesterday? I'll try not to mock your treehouse. Much.

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O-kay.

[ What?

... Well. He could grab some rocks from around his building. But. Okay. So, he finishes up with Scott, with Abigail and he heads out into the world. He grabs a few rocks, a pile really, as he brings them around to building one. Easy to spot the girl he recognizes from the network. ]

Hey.

[She has the biggest grin right now. It's been a while since she's met anyone who didn't know who Atom Eve was.]

Hey there. I should have told you this earlier, but I'm Eve. Figured you should know my name first.

[She reaches out a hand, holding it out for a handshake.]

[ Really? Well, he's sorry he doesn't recognize you. Oh. A hand. He'll -- set these rocks down because them he can shake your hand. Which he finally does. ]

Hey. It's cool. So, are you like, an artist or something?

[It's alright, it's kind of refreshing.]

Not quite.

[And she really doesn't know how to say this. No, I was a superhero? I was created to be a government weapon so I've got awesome powers? There's no way to say that without sounding completely crazy.]

So, do you have an idea of what you want?

[ You'd be so very surprised, Eve. ]

Uh, well, I like v-necks. Soft ones. Sweaters. I had a cardigan with a high collar. I like tight jeans. Henleys are always cool.

[Surprised is good.

She crouches down next to the pile of rocks, sorting through them quietly. Then, after giving Isaac an appraising look, trying to judge his size...the rocks glow pink, and after a moment there's a pile of clothes.]

There.

[Eve smiles, tucking her hair back. It feels good to use her powers again.]

Do you want to try them on?

[ WHAT. EVEN.

He looks down, back to her. Back down. ]

How - [ WOW. He smiles. ] Wow. [ His smile widens. ] Yeah. You wanna - I should probably try them on in my suite. But, yeah, come with me.

[ He'll crouch down and pick up the very stylish clothing. ]

[Heh.

It's good to know she still has it.

She grins, standing up and brushing dirt of her knees.]

Superpowers come in handy, don't they?

[Damn straight they do.]

Lead the way. [And a dramatic flourish of her hand.]

Yeah.

[ They do and he knows they do. God, why does he need to keep a low profile. He could have so much fun.

He grins, doing just that. ]

So, you can make anything? How does it work?

[Low profiles are for sissies. Or people who are still stuck in the ways of their home. Either or.]

Pretty much anything, and it's nothing too complicated. It's a simple matter of rearranging the atomic structure to create something else from whatever I have on hand.

[...Okay, maybe it's not that simple.]

[ He'll take ways of his home for 400, Alex. ]

That doesn't sound that simple.

[What is...this way?]

Well, it's simple when you've been doing it for a while, so I have that going for me.

[ Keeping under the radar. Not drawing attention. Staying alive, stayling, ah ah ah ah ]

Good point.

[ He opens the door and heads inside. He's not the biggest gentleman... Follow him up to his second floor and the bedroom! ]

[It's alright. Eve's dealt with worse. I mean, being a superhero means she's dealt with quite a few unsavory types.

She follows him, more interested in looking around the place than his manners. It's nice. Nicer than her home in the Earth sector, but she's not going to complain.]

These are some pretty nice digs you have.

I know.

[ And he's heading up the stairs. ]

Nicest place I've ever stayed in. [ He drops the clothing on his big bed. ]

This is pretty high up on the nicest places I've ever been in.

[She's almost, almost jealous.]

[ He'll grin at her before looking down at his pile. Excuse him while he uh, well, looks down and back at her. Is it courtesy to go into the walk-in closet? Or, the bathroom? He's changed in dressing rooms before. Fuck it. He shrugs off his jacket, drapes it on the bed and then peels off the shirt he's wearing. He'll try... the v-neck t-shirt she made. He puts it on. It fits snugly. In a good, hug all the right places way. He turns. ]

Whadya think?

[If Eve was a lesser woman, she would be staring - but, hell, she's seen plenty of muscles before. It kind of happened when you were surrounded by men in spandex, but Eve is a taken lady - and, hopefully Isaac doesn't take her kindness the wrong way.

Shoot. She should have thought about that before following up to his room. Oh, well.

She can still appreciate the way the v-neck she made fits, though. She did good.]

Looks great. I think I did a great job on it.

[ She did! And luckily for her, his first priority isn't going to be taking advantage of that kindness. It's not really on his mind. ]

You did. [ He turns back. Oh, there's a mirror. ] Looks good. It means everything else will probably fit, right?

[Good. Now her boyfriend won't have to beat you up.]

Everything should. And if it doesn't, alterations won't be too difficult.

[ Hah. He could take him. But, it's a great thing he doesn't have to. ]

Thanks. [ He turns back. Genuine kindness from a complete stranger. He's not used to it. The dry sarcasm perks up. ] So, is there a catch? Do I owe you some great debt? You get my first born, don't you?

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